Guns, Guns and more Guns.......

There is a gun show this weekend at the multipurpose center.

And of course, I'll be there with bells on!

I often wonder about these gun shows because they truly are one of the most diverse and culturally unusual events that I've ever been to.

And I absolutely love them.

All boys love guns. But not all boys have turned that love in the right direction and got em some!

Sure, sure.....almost all boys will have a shotgun from grandpa or an old .22 rifle from days gone by.

But I'm talking about cool stuff.

You know the "BLACK RIFLES" and the old west guns and the police stuff and the machine guns and, and, and.....what about a big old Conan sword? (what you gonna do with that.......who care's - it's SO COOL!)

See how it goes?

And at the gun shows you'll see it all. And I do mean ALL.

This time I'm not even talking about the guns and stuff but the folks you will see there.

You've gots yer rednecks (those of the "hey ya'll - watch this" fame) and you've got every kind of law enforcement officer and then your soldiers and lots of lawyers and doctors - heck, I even saw a damned brain surgeon at the last one! So yea, really all kinds of people.

And the one thing that unites them is their love of guns.

The one thing that seperates them is, of course, disposable income.

You see, folks with mo' money have lots mo' guns!

And I don't mean to infer that it's all boys either....there are lots and lots of girls that love guns......it's just that they scare me so I don't know anything about them!

I'm still not sure about the allure of guns. For my own part....I don't hunt. Ever. I figure as long as they sell meat at the grocery store them I'm OK!

Nor could I imagine shooting anyone - although I am certianly sure that if me or my family were threatened I would not be having an internal monolog nor a debate as I emptied my tactical shotgun(s), then the double 30 round clips of the AR15, then the 45acp 1911 and all it's clips (8) and then 6 or 7 assorted wheel guns with the speed loaders and hollow points.........no I'm sure that would be true.

So I don't really have any idea what the allure is but I'm telling you that holding a gun is the most, um, boy-est thing ever.

I don't know if it was all those years of playing cowboys and indians or too many violent Clint Eastwood movies in the early 70's or what. But I LOVE GUNS.

And if you do too, holla back at me I'll take you down there and show you the ropes!

Well, the rope thing is figurative.....what I mean is that I'll show you how to get around in the show and what to look for and who to buy from..........they don't really have any "ropes" down there. Seriously, it's mostly guns, knives, ammo and stuff - so yea, the ropes things was definately figurative.

(I had to make that disclaimer because all of my S&M church friends would want to go and see the new "ropes" if I didn't clarify)

Peace

BBQ for the Boys

Just a quick thanks to Keith Arrington and Wesley J for all that "hard work" in cooking the multitude of pork butts for the boys going off to Afghanistan.

May their heartburn last for a year at least!

Peace

New Regime

Well, it's almost August and our new "regime" at church will start.

All the shit I volunteered for is now rushing up to slap me in the face.

The very first Sunday I get to:

1. Sing with da band
2. Usher.....um, excuse me.....Host
3. Serve communion
4. Well, I've sworn not to discuss #4 in public ever again!

So for all of you that didn't fill out their volunteer sheets when they were going around.......well.........you........can...........just.........bite.........me!

See you in church!!!

Peace

Lucky Boy

And yes, I get to kiss her every day!!!

It's So Hard!!!

Beyond the battle cry of my wife.....that statement is linked to what us bloggers now call facebook-itis.

I can't explain it other than to say that there are only so many minutes in a given day that can be wasted on thoughts and witty bullshit.

These days, most of mine seems to be on facebook.

As a matter of fact, I'll be that no one even reads this because they're too busy looking to see what a smart ass I was on facebook today.

But that's OK. I'm going to remember to come here and jot a few things down at least once a week.

Or at least that's my plan.

My wife won't read me though and that just takes a bit of the wind out of my sails so please feel free to gig me every once in a while.

So......anyone seen the new Harry Potter movie. It was pretty damned good but the bank it's doing is amazing! Lucky folks that jumped on that franchise!

My wife went and saw the new gay movie by Sasha Baron Cohen and she said that she was shocked and had to avert her eyes at times........she couldn't believe it was rated R instead of the dreaded X.

I doubt I'll be going to see that because I can't take him being so stupid for one thing and I just don't do queer so well. Like most boys I love hot lesbian chicks but boys that act like girls just don't make me happy so I tend to avoid that. I still haven't seen the gay cowboy movie.....it just ain't right.

So that's all the news that is news. So all that's left to say is...........

Peace!

Transformers

I work for the largest transformer manufacturer in the world.

That is not what this is about.

This is about the movie I went to see last night.

"Transformers - Revenge of the Fallen"...........

Talk about your non-stop fan-boy action movie. This thing wore me out. I can't begin to tell you how "busy" this movie was.

I don't think the action stopped once in the entire 180 minutes of film.

But OMG..........this Megan Fox chick is quite simply amazing.

And I think she wants me. I could kind of tell by watching her last night. I'm glad my wife didn't go with me because she would have kicked that girls ass.

Or maybe my perceptions were off.

Either way, I'm glad I got it out of the way and I'm glad I won't have to watch it again.

Ever.

Make way for Harry Potter next week. That'll be the next big-un.

Peace.

Excellent Points

My grandson like to point at things he wants.

I guess all kids do that but since I'm a man it pretty much means that I have no idea how things normally work unless they happen to me.




Here is the little booger being held by my son's girlfriend and he's still pointing at something he wants.



And finally, we're all rewarded by him finding the thing he wants.




Seems this apple doesn't fall too damn far from the tree.

Bloody Blooded Blood

The body is a miracle. How else do you explain the ability to make blood over and over?

I promise you that each day for the past 7, I have lost all the blood in my body only to have it reproduced so I can lose it again the next day.

When, Oh God when will I stop bleeding.............??

Today I gots to go back to see the doctor. In his own words, "Tuesday will be the worst day of your life".

Yea, it's Tuesday.

So say a little prayer for me around 2:30pm.

I'm afraid I'll need it.

Peace/Out

Ouch

Damn my face hurts!

(this is the spot where you can insert the words "it's killing me" and it'll be OK - just for this one time)

Got roto-rooted good yesterday and now all I can do is lay here and bleed. Pretty cool, ain't it.

Luckily, my beautiful wife and children took good care of me.

And I'm definately not going to die, no matter how much I feel that may be an improvement over my current situation!

And I haven't posted for shit either. I'm hoping to catch a second blog wind but who knows. Just check back once a week and I"ll see what I can doo-doo!

Peace/Out