Criminal

It used to be that I would follow what was fed to me through all the major outlets.

As I age, I detect the smell of bullsh*t more easily. You can call it a refinement of the senses with age.

EDC Bag

Many people would label me for not believing what is spoon fed to me every day.


In the official language of Newspeak, the word crimethink describes the intellectual actions of a person who entertains and holds politically unacceptable thoughts; thus the government of the Party controls the speech, the actions, and the thoughts of the citizens of Oceania.

In contemporary English usage, the word thoughtcrime describes beliefs that are contrary to accepted norms of society, and is used to describe theological concepts, such as disbelief and idolatry, and the rejection of an ideology.

From a Wikipedia article on Orwell’s 1984.


Post Stolen From Twitter

Whether it’s the government, SJWs, pharmaceutical companies, etc., I am a thought criminal.

I’m going to make my own informed decision.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Friday Knights

I spent the last part of the evening with the band at the school, getting a few videos and pics.

For the first week of band camp and with so many new members, their sound is excellent. Their movement in marching looks excellent as well. I’m not as picky as the band director. πŸ˜‰

I know; it’s his job to be picky. That bronze and silver state medal aren’t hanging there waiting for the gold to join them because he’s easy on them.

I want him to know that they wouldn’t be the band they are without him. He’s the reason there’s a marching band program.


My two.

I’m partial to the the mellophone and percussion sections this year. One child in each.


It has been a long week for all four of us. Eight-hour workdays all around. It’s a good thing for all of us but hard on Sam. He has never had to put in this kind of effort for something like marching band. But he’s enjoying it.

Logan is in her zone. I love seeing her this passionate over something. It’s her thing.

It’s late. I’m tired.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Cracked Sideview

I took this pic several years ago somewhere in the mountains. It was an old truck at a recycled house parts place. Neat place, neat truck.

Things in the rearview look remarkably different from what they looked like coming at you head-on.

You have time to reflect, no pun intended, and you see things and people for what they are.

Life changes and so will you. And the changes keep coming faster and faster.

Somehow you get slower and get an almost outside view of what’s going on; if you pay attention.

Time almost seems to stand still.

One of the benefits of age, I suppose.


Where did that come from? Weird.


That’s it. That’s the post.

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What If?

You Either Die A Hero, Or You Live Long Enough To See Yourself Become The Villain. – H. Dent

But what about those of us who started as decent then became a bad guy only to live long enough to change again?

What then?

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Decency

This is a short post tonight. A short rant, maybe?

I live in a small town. People used to have the decency to keep their private lives and thoughts to themselves.

Not anymore.

You can see what everyone thinks because they’re going to post it on social media.

You can see what your sweet little old school teacher thinks and likes.

You can see what your friends and family members like and agree with.

The same goes for local figures in law enforcement and local government.

Teachers.

And preachers.

A lot of people aren’t capable of proper conversation anymore.

The problem with a small town and becoming nasty online is that you’re going to run into people.

Small towns have long memories.

Your name and reputation are as good as gold in a small town.

A lot of folks forget these things.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Pain and Pleasure

I’ve been having continuing trouble with my shoulder and have been voluntarily seeing a physical therapist for it.

Two weeks ago, we were on vacation, and I had to cancel appointments due to that.

Last week I had to cancel appointments due to work. I wasn’t asked to; I stepped up.

Dr. Gindi is an excellent PT. I have to do my part and do the work and he can help me. I have to be there for my appointments.

This morning my shoulder started hurting so bad I nearly threw up. Time to leave work! I called and they moved my appointment from tomorrow to today, and off I went.

I was stretched, decompressed, heated, and adjusted. I feel much better.

That was the pain.


The kids are off at band camp, and we don’t pick them up until 9:00.

So this week, it’s just Mags and me for supper.

Tonight she made a great Shepherds Pie, and I realized it’s one of my favorite things she cooks. I had to add it to my mental list.

It’s simple for her to make, which I like because she doesn’t have to spend a ton of time in the kitchen (don’t worry, ladies, I spend my fair share of time in there.) And it’s delicious and got.

We have an agreement, and so tonight, I’ll do cleanup.

So we sat and ate and watched a favorite show together.

And that was the pleasure.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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The Return

We always post a pic of Mags and the kids at the top of the tower and I think I forgot this year.

In a week and a half, Mags and I will be back in the mountains for our (πšžπšœπšžπšŠπš•πš•πš’ πšŠπš—πš—πšžπšŠπš•) anniversary trip.

We’ll get a few small hikes in and see some new spots. These new spots will be a scouting expedition of sorts for new places to take the kids next time. If it wows us, they might enjoy it.

It’s always fun to be alone with her in the mountains. We aren’t rushed. We can enjoy the time and each other.

I didn’t have much to write tonight, and this is what came out.

Tomorrow starts the new week. Here’s hoping it’s easier than the last one was.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Nothing Really Happened

It has been a lazy kinda Saturday at our house. We all slept in.

I caught Wrath of Man with Jason Statham this morning while sitting with Fibble. I also had my coffee and an ice pack. Still trying to work a shoulder problem out that developed this week.

Fibble being majestic.

Me and the boy took off for shopping and haircuts. I can’t stand being ratty. It makes me feel better at work going in neat and tucked away.

I need to trim that beardish thing on my face.

Band camp starts this week for both the kids. This will be Sam’s first time going and Logan’s fourth. Both kids are in the high school marching band. Sam is going to be one of the youngest ever in the marching band. We’re proud of both of them.


If you haven’t caught Gunpowder Milkshake on Netflix and love a good action, shoot β€˜em up,then do watch it. Excellent little flick.

The wife and I watched it this afternoon because of a recommendation from a friend. Turns out he hadn’t watched it and this is Shameless all over again. He’ll get that even if you don’t. If he ever reads this.

I’m out. I’m done.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Weeks End

I made it through. I’m alive. It’s all done.

100%

I am good to go.

I’ll be glad to have help next week.

This whole week of going completely old school and trying to do most of it myself did not sit well with old bones.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Thankful

Today I am thankful for the people I work with.

My boss drove three hours from the coast where he lives to help me finish up a store so I wouldn’t have all four on my shoulders this week.

He didn’t have to; he wanted to.

He also didn’t supervise anything I did. I’ve had this done to me so many times when bosses come to β€œhelp.” I don’t do well in that situation.

It was a good day. We had a good lunch and talked a little business. We ain’t friends, but we are friendly. Any other situation, and we would be friends.

And Kevin, who I’ve mentioned before, I cannot do what I do without his backup.

You might be good, but you’re even better with a solid team.

So I’m thankful.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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