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*Wowsers*

Doing some catalog shopping for hot sauce. This is more fun than writing a post.

I just need to

stop and get some beer & chips.

Juan

Juan is going away, for awhile, and it is breaking my heart.
His family had a big picnic for him yesterday. Lotta family. Lotta refritos, rice, homemade tortillas and chicken mole. Brats and potato salad, too. It is illegal to have a picnic in August without bratwurst and potato salad.

We met the Arguello family seventeen years ago when Juan's older brother, Luis, buddied-up with Bubba in kindergarten. They live in a Habit-for-Humanity house about four blocks from our house. Close enough to put the boys on the same soccer and basketball teams in the youth leagues. You get to know a family rather well when your kids are on the same teams for seventeen years.
My backyard was the spot for the neighborhood kids. Patio under the pines with a big picnic table, an elevated 'fort' that I had built and just enough room to play kick-ball if you only use two bases. Bubba, Logan, Luis, Juan, Ben and Jayna..... and the othe usual group of suspects. I just needed a steady supply of bactine, band-aids and cheap popsicles. Good kids.

Juan, though, was always the stuff. Competitive, intelligent, intense..... and a bit hot-headed. When he played Oshkosh Youth Soccer.... he was one of the best in the city. Would usually score 4-5 goals a game as a striker and finish the game as a defender to insure the shut-out.

When he got to high school he decided to play his favorite sport, football. But he was only 5'6" and was really too short to be a Dback.... same thing at linebacker..... so Juan lifted weights, pulled himself up to 180.... raw muscle..... and became a starting defensive tackle. He was quick, agile and loved to pound ass.... it was always fun watching him beat up players five or six inches taller who outweighed him by 20-30 lbs.

And the kid is friendly.... great smile.... was one of the most popular kids in school. He was the Home Coming King his senior year.

But his grades were not as good as his older sister. He joined the National Guard to get through college. He has earned 50 credits at Chicago-Loyola; last semester hit a straight 4.0.

On Wednesday he ships out to North Carolina, and two months later to Afghanistan.

I guess the Guard has another education for him. He isn't complaining. Neither are his parents. And neither am I........ it just isn't the way things should be. He was only 12 when all this shit started.... he won't be 21 until next year.

This is not the way things should be..... It is breaking my heart. I gave him a key chain with a bottle opener.... when he comes back.... Bubba and Luis, Juan and I will open as many bottles as he wants.

Miriam,Juan,Bubba,Celia,Luis,Maria

The War Is Over

Silent Soldiers on a silver screen
Framed in fantasies and dragged in dream
Unpaid actors of the mystery
The mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
And what's this got to do with me

I declare the war is over
It's over, it's over

Drums are drizzling on a grain of sand
Fading rhythms of a fading land
Prove your courage in the proud parade
Trust your leaders where mistakes are almost never made
And they're afraid that I'm afraid

I'm afraid the war is over
It's over, it's over

Angry artists painting angry signs
Use their vision just to blind the blind
Poisoned players of a grizzly game
One is guilty and the other gets the point to blame
Pardon me if I refrain

I declare the war is over
It's over, it's over

So do your duty, boys, and join with pride
Serve your country in her suicide
Find the flags so you can wave goodbye
But just before the end even treason might be worth a try
This country is to young to die

I declare the war is over
It's over, it's over

One-legged veterans will greet the dawn
And they're whistling marches as they mow the lawn
And the gargoyles only sit and grieve
The gypsy fortune teller told me that we'd been deceived
You only are what you believe
I believe the war is over

It's over, it's over

Phil Ochs

A Muffin for Anita

you shall above all things be glad and young.

for if you are young,whatever life you wear

it will become you; and if you are glad

whatever's living will yourself become

-ee cummings

It's a beautiful day here in downtown Wisconsington. Low humidity, warm temperatures, azure blue skies full of bright, white fluffy clouds&stuff.

I promised Anita a doughnut. It is just too nice a day for doughnuts. It's friday and it's just a great day to be sucking in air.

Sorry kiddo...... you get a muffin instead. Doughnuts are for sitting at desks .... muffins are for outdoors with coffee at the sidewalk cafe.

..........and I gotza Belgian red for Dcup. For AFTER work.... none of this 'driving -& shooting photos & talking on the cell phone & drinking beer' stuff.....

hugs&stuff...

for everyone

jimm

** Oh, gosh&stuff.....

poor ole' Nunly, the empty nester, is already bored and lonely...... and is looking about the net for crumbs....

Here's to you kiddo!

Remember what the God Lord said..... iffen alla ya gotz is bread crumbs....

make meatloaf! Your choice, kiddo!

OH BOY I LOVE CHOICES

I read the Times today. Page 20.

John Kerry has started a website to track and disclaim smears against Democratic candidates.

"The liars are back.... (it is) time to finish them off."

http://www.truthfightsback.com/

John McCain, after repeatedly saying that he will not raise taxes, now says 'nothing is off the table'."

"I like pork, " the balding, senile candidate said.

" I'll stick pork in my face and pockets any old time!"

Meanwhile Presidential hopeful Barack Obama excites crowds that are extremely dissatisfied with the current administration and are grasping for any hope, from any quarter, from anyone.

Obama seems to be making all the right choices. Here he is seen in Wisconsin choosing the right doughnuts.

Another photo shows him making a deliberate and informed choice of beer.

Meanwhile......... John McCain also generates enthusiasm with his followers.

.... and is himself deeply engaged in spirited campaigning.

Lastly Cindy McCain is reportedly suffering from a strained right hand in a vain attempt to give the Senator a hand job.

"Takes a lot of effort to get that limp dick off," she was heard to explain. "Next time I will just have a Senate intern do it. Save me the grieve."

OKEEE DOKEE & STUFF

The esteemed Ms. Liberality of http://liberality-liberal.blogspot.com/ has bestowed upon me an award....the kick ass blogger award...... (which kinda confounds me... I am a beer drinking, doughnut eating, laundry-phobic, ok-dude. Some days I do not think I deserve to wake-up, much less receive an award from some really smart person who probably reads more books before lunch than I manage in a month.)

But whatever..... the deal is, and it ain't no big deal, we are talking about connectivity here, folks.....and we needz alla we can get&stuff.....so I we will greatfully accept and see if I can't pass off some well deserving connects &shit.......

Here are the criteria for giving the award.
Do you know any bloggers that kick ass?
Maybe they’ve got incredible, original content. Or they’re overflowing with creativity. Is it someone that helps you become a better blogger? Or a bloggy friend you know you can count on? Or maybe it’s someone who simply inspires you to be a better person… or someone else who sends you to the floor, laughing your ass off.
Whatever the reason may be, I’m sure you know at least a couple of bloggers that kick ass. Well… why not tell ‘em so?

The rules to this are as follows:1) Choose five other bloggers that you feel are "Kick Ass Bloggers"2) Let them know that they have received an award.3) Link back to both the person who awarded you and also to http://www.mammadawg.com/4) Visit the Kick Ass Blogger Club HQ to sign Mr. Linky and leave a comment.

So.....
1 Distributorcap NY

http://distributorcapny.blogspot.com/

Politicks, travel, (gees, he's kinda like 'where's Waldo'--- shows up everywhere!)
neat photos, and writing as crisp and clean as new lettuce.

2 Freida Bee

http://freidabee.blogspot.com/
some really neat shit going on there. I haven't figgered it all out.

That is a good thing. Not sure if it is safe to figger it all out. That is a good thing, too!

3 Nunly

http://me414.wordpress.com/

Shit&stuff..... a sex crazed, rabid democratic, dope fiend, mega-mom, Bear fan..... and one of the first folks I met on the blogs.

4 Susan
http://phantsythat.blogspot.com/

Art, humanity &funny birds, and a classy looking blog.

5 Ms Jood

http://journeyswithjood.blogspot.com/

Anyone who runs for prez with a Secretary of Strawberries is REALLY OK by me!!

OK.

BITE ME!

I dreamed of doughnuts last night. Jelly filled. Calorie filled. Sugar Coated.

If I did not have an aversion to uniforms and billy clubs, I might have been a cop.

And dreaming of doughnuts is so much better than nightmares of the political scene and the idiot talking heads and scurrying rabid birds that inhabit that scene.

And I McCaint think of the senile fuck with Posttraumatic Stress Disorder who is running for Pretzeldynt. Everytime I see one of his ads or see him addressing throngs of disinterested voters in supermarkets.. and such.... I get painful rectal itch or an itch to retch. Or a painful itchy rectal retch.......so I try not to think of him at all. (which can be dangerous. It would be best if he was freeze-dried and put on exhibit)
Anyways.... I would rather dream of doughnuts and pleasant company.

Sit around with Randal and discuss Proust and Metallica while enjoying a cream filled doughnut.

Or have tea and a chocolate eclair with Anita and read the latest about Emily Dickinson.

Or have a Vegan doughnut with Liberality when she takes a break from moving books.

And there are other things to do besides watching politics and doughnut dreaming.
It is the pepper and tomato harvest season. Last spring a buddy, Brian, and I put in a community garden. We planted cherry tomatoes, plum tomatoes, black tomatoes.... and Thai peppers, habeneros, jalepenos, green peppers, banana peppers, and even a 'what-the-fuck-kind-of-pepper-is-that' pepper. We're not sure. I think the lesson is never get really stoned when you buy seedlings in the spring.

I think I was craving salsa and chips when I bought all that stuff. And Brian has totally lost interest.

I spent two hours last night weeding and harvesting. Donated more blood to the mosquitos than I did during the last Red Cross Blood drive. At least the Red Cross gives you cookies and orange juice when you are done.

So I'm gonna make some BLTs, eat lotza salads, make some chili.

Next year, though, I'm going to buy some doughnut bushes.

After all....... everyone knows,,,,,,,,,, doughnuts do not grow on trees.

"Love Me or Lick Me" John McCain

John McCain recently went to the Iowa State Fair in search of a VP candidate.

"Gees, if George can have a Horse's Ass for a VP, I don't know why I can't have a Porker?", the senile septegenarian was heard to say.

"Boy, I sure do like State Fairs! I must admit..... I truly do love Ferris Wheels! It is truly amazing how they go around and around.... and when you stop..... golly... you are right back where you started! Amazing!"


Senator McCain said he was really have a good time on the campaign trail .

"I like the reaction of people. I liked going to the Iowa State Fair this morning. I liked going to Sturgis," he said, making the sound of a Harley revving its engine. "Grrr grrr grrr. I like those things. It seems to me that we're going to ... those kinds of things that are really fun, that I would never be able to do otherwise."












Accompanied by his wife Cindy, McCain also visited a life-sized sculpture of a cow made of butter and ate a pork chop on a stick.

"Anyone want a lick of my pork, "
the affection campaigner said.






“As soon as I finish here. we are going to try a deep fried Twinkie,” he said.





A cow made entirely of butter