Thank you Chris

And Thanks to Kathi

"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Lt. Col. Nathan Blood


Lt. Col. Nathan Blood, brigade effects coordinator for 4th Brigade Combat Team, 10th Mountain Division (Light), Multi-National Division - Baghdad, says "Hello" to his 16-month-old daughter, Mackenzie, during a web camera communication.

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Have Every Right To Dream Heroic Dreams. Those Who Say That We're In A Time When There Are No Heroes, They Just Don't Know Where To Look

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"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

For anyone from Georgia


"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Saturday at his home in Sedona, Ariz., presumptive (The only loser left) GOP nominee John McCain had kind words for Sen. Joe Biden, who last night was (Drunk and hand with, well you know) named presumptive (The biggest loser in the world) Democratic nominee Barack Obama’s running mate.

“I think he’s a good selection,” McCain told Couric of Biden, (Then he fell to the ground laughing so hard we had to call 911). “Joe and I have been friends for many, many years, and we know each other very well, (The guy is an ass hat, come on) and so I think he's made a very wise selection.”

Earlier today, Biden ripped McCain during his first joint appearance with Obama, suggesting McCain will “have to figure out which of the seven kitchen tables to sit at” (This after Obama’s crew could not find Mr. Biden, to may beer’s I guess) when considering economic issues, a reference to the fact that McCain couldn't remember how many homes he owned during an interview earlier in the week

This is just silly:

“I know that Joe will campaign well for Senator Obama, and so I think he's going to be very formidable,” McCain added. “Obviously, Joe and I have been on different philosophical sides, but we have been - I consider him a good friend and good man."

In his comments today, Biden called McCain “genuinely a friend of mine” - but added that “you can't change America when you boast” that you’ve “been totally in agreement and support of President Bush.”

"Do you think,” (Good lord I wish she could) Couric asked, “it will be more difficult now, Senator McCain, to criticize Barack Obama's foreign policy credentials, (He has none you dolt) when someone like Joe Biden is on the ticket, a very experienced and respected voice on Capitol Hill in these matters?"

McCain responded by pointing to the differences between himself and Biden on national security issues.

"Well, I've always respected Joe Biden, (I can drink him under the table) but I disagreed with him from the time he voted against the first Gulf War to his position where he said you had to break Iraq up into three different counties,” (Like his mind) McCain said. “I never agreed with that. But I appreciate very much his dedication to trying to solve this genocide that's going in Darfur and other things that Joe Biden has done.(Which is not much) But we really have different approaches to many national security issues. I look forward to whoever my running mate will be having a respectful debate with him on that as well." (Hell I am going to get someone to kick his you know what)

"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

It’s Eugene my invisible friend

Hell he showed up when I was napping. Conversation follows:

Dude..

What?

Dude………..

What?

You going to drink that?

Yes

Oh got another?

No

Come on dude, just one

OK

24 later and he is still here, go home Eugene, please……

"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Pvt. Nathan Z. Thacker
18 years old from Greenbrier, Arkansas
2nd Battalion, 22nd Infantry Regiment, 1st Brigade Combat Team, 10th Mountain Division
October 12, 2007


Pvt. Nathan Z. Thacker had only been in the country for two weeks before his death, according to the soldier's father, Stephen Thacker.

Thacker's father said his son felt a duty to enlist. "He said it was his job. Even after he got his orders that he was going over there, he said it's his job."

Thacker had attended Guy-Perkins High School in Guy, Arkansas. He earned his GED in 2006, his father said. Thacker enlisted in the Army in April 2007 and completed his training at Fort Benning, Ga. He arrived at Fort Drum in August 2007. His honors include the Purple Heart.

"Nathan was an excellent man," sister Sabrina Black said. "He loved me, I loved him, and Iʼd give anything to have him back."

Pvt. Thacker was killed when an IED was detonated near his vehicle near Kirkuk. Three other soldiers were injured in the attack.

Pvt. Thacker is survived by his parents, siblings and his grandfather.

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived

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"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

An easier day awaits, thanks to zappy influences, which should overturn yesterday’s blips. You’ll be back to your old self and looking to be the center of attention again. With your humor restored and your confidence levels soaring you’ll certainly liven up any social occasion, but keep on task during the day!

So Says

http://my.horoscope.com

But what do they know?




"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Run hide......


"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

And that's that.......

I have a hole

Shamelessly lifted from.

Spc. Matthew A. Koch
23 years old from West Henrietta, New York
Company C, 70th Engineer Battalion, 3rd Brigade, 1st Armored Division
March 9, 2005


Spc. Matthew A. Koch was on his second tour of duty when he was killed by an IED that was detonated near his vehicle in Taji. He was posthumously awarded the Bronze Star and Purple Heart. He previously was awarded the Meritorious Service Medal, Good Conduct Medal, Army Service Ribbon and medals for service in the fight against terrorism.

Koch enlisted in the Army in January 2002 after the attacks on September 11, 2001 and re-enlisted because he wanted to help the Iraqi people. "He was a brave soldier who made the greatest sacrifice anyone could make for everyone else's freedom," Diane Worman, Koch's mother, said through tears. "He realized that by being over there, he was going to make a difference in the lives of those people." She said her son once unsuccessfully sought green cards for an Iraqi family that had been threatened for helping Americans.

"He always looked out for the other guy, never thought of himself. He volunteered to go to C Co before our first deployment so that one of the guys from our Platoon didn't have to deploy early and would have a chance to marry his fiance. That's Koch for you, always looking out for his buddies." - David A. "Buch" Buchanan.

"He really loved the service and went back," said James Worman, Koch's stepfather. "He had no problem. He was dedicated to the fact that people over there needed help. He was always concerned about other people. He loved children. He was a nice, soft-hearted kid."

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We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived

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"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Say's it all


God Bless


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The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

With a load of iron ore - 26,000 tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconson
As the big freighters go it was bigger than most
With a crew and the Captain well seasoned.

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ships bell rang
Could it be the North Wind they'd been feeling.

The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the Captain did, too,
T'was the witch of November come stealing.

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashing
When afternoon came it was freezing rain
In the face of a hurricane West Wind

When supper time came the old cook came on deck
Saying fellows it's too rough to feed ya
At 7PM a main hatchway caved in
He said fellas it's been good to know ya.

The Captain wired in he had water coming in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the words turn the minutes to hours
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd fifteen more miles behind her.

They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the ruins of her ice water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams,
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.

And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral
The church bell chimed, 'til it rang 29 times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
Superior, they say, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early.



Just remembering......


"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

Senior Airman Kimberly Bickford
332nd Expeditionary Aircraft Maintenance Squadron


Senior Airman Kimberly Bickford performs a pre-load check July 28 on an F-16 Fighting Falcon at Joint Base Balad, Iraq, to ensure the cable that releases the bomb is operational.

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived

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"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!

nite falls , and im alone
skin, yeah chilled me to the bone
you, turned and you ran,
oh yeah,
oh slipped, right from my hand
hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
dont bring you back
blue on black
oh yeah, blue on black
blind, oh, now i see
truth, lies, and in between
wrong, cant be undone
oh slipped, from the tip of
your tounge
hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
doesnt bring you back, yeah
blue on black
oh, blue on black
oh, yeah
(solo)
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
is a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
dont bring you back
blue on black
oh yeah, blue on black
hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
is a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
doesnt bring you back
blue on black
oh, blue on black
oh wha oh, blue on black
oh, blue on black
"I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy"

And don't waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren't. So there!