Friday, December 7, 2018

How It Goes...

Evening Readers,

Tonight it is cold outside here in western Oregon. A giant storm is pouring on nearly everything in the southern states. And, this term of college is at a close. I will miss it. I am doing well in college... I am completing more than 100 credit hours in various disciplines over the last 2.5 years. I have learned a lot - I am 12 credit hours away from getting my several associates degrees.
                                                      The way my Professor sees me

                                      Next weeks job - changing the motor in Francis's car

                                                                     Keeping Warm!

                                                                   How I see myself.     

"Radio Motor on Photon Wing"

And I have to sit out this term. Work and uncertainties over the status of our family home and lives have made returning an impossibility until Spring term. 

Thomas is doing very well in college. They agree with each other. He is excelling in metal sculpting and photography. And, amazing as it may seem - acing his writing class!

Just goes to show - Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Sunday, November 11, 2018

The Cold Weather & The Fires

Hello Humans,

Last night it was cold here in western Oregon. Down to  33 deg. f. I have spent my spare (?) time over the last week painting and rebuilding the woodstove/hot water system for our home. It kicks ass! Two small bundles of wood is plenty to heat the place all night, of course, it will take more when it gets colder. Looking through the glass door on the stove I see the fire burning and my thoughts are with those who have lost their homes in California. 

Now, some say there is no change in the climate. I dont buy that for a minute! Summer is hotter, winter is colder, storms are more frequent and a lot more intense. 

Now, old carrot top went to France over the weekend to honor the Marines who dies in WW1. Whoops! It RAINED (a little) so he could not make it.... getting wet is sooooo bad for his hair.... so he stayed in a reinforced room somewhere and watched TV.... of course, ALL of the other leaders of the countries in the war came to honor those who died 100 years ago.

Carrot top. Disgraceful asshole.

Actions Speak Louder Than Your Lies, Tiny Hands.

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

True Love

Night Readers,

Today I received a comment from a low life who had the nerve to tell me that I did not truly love my children. I dont know this person, we have never met, he has never interviewed me or my children or friends yet he would judge me by the 'values' he idolizes. I do not agree with his political philosophy nor he with mine, and that is ok - that is a foundation of this country. The mother of my children was an immigrant and I worked and sweated tears to get her into this country, just ask her - my daughter is a Mexican citizen. Should I build a wall to show how much I truly do not love my children? Such small men as this loser are a disease upon the morality of our nation. I smell a selfish, greedy narcissist with a narrow mind. That is my opinion, but I would never sink so low as to publically remark that he does not love his family.  

Actions Speak Louder Than Words, Get That?