Demon_Llama
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Lawton, Oklahoma, United States
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The other day I stumbled upon a youtube video of one of my favorite songs, Voices That Care. It was written back in the early 90’s for the troops in Operation Desert Storm and, IMHO, is just incredibly inspiring. Myspace Video has it also, so I added it to my Myspace page. I encourage everyone to watch it and add it to your online pages, send it to your friends, ask everyone to listen to it. It’s wonderful.
Anyway, this morning as I was listening to it it got me thinking. See, we live down here beside a major military base and a few weeks ago a friend of ours, who is active duty, commented about having a “Joint Thanksgiving” (he’s married with several young kids too) and my wife and I casually said “sounds good to us.” We love to share our holiday house with friends and family. Somehow, this got me thinking to my days of duty back in the 80’s. I spent many a holiday away from family, with nothing but Mess Hall food (and C.Q. several times) to enjoy my holiday. Not fun for anyone, and darn depressing for those who have volunteered to serve the U.S.A.
SO, here’s what I’d like you to do. Invite a Serviceman To Dinner! That’s all. I’m sure many of you know U.S. Servicemen in your area, invite one (and his/her family if possible) into your home for a good home cooked Thanksgiving Dinner in a warm and friendly house. Let him/her know that even when they are on the far side of the country from their loved ones, they still have family. Afterward, maybe drop me a note and tell everyone how it went. I’m sure he/she will be grateful for your friendship. Please?
...the rich
Our Monochromatic Overlords would push for more eco-friendly modes of travel (such as running, walking and LPC’s), heating issues could be solved in one word “Cuddle,” and killing and death would be outlawed (except where sharks and lions are concerned, then it would be ok). Emperor Penguins would be at the top, and wouldn’t even have to change their titles. Pandas would teach our worlds “Picky Eaters” that you can eat just about anything and “have some grass” would take on an entirely new meaning. Then there’s the appointment of Burgess Meredith as their Human Liaison Officer. I’m sure Skunks and Ruffed Lemur’s would also play a vital role in the new administration.
So get your Tuxedos dusted off and be ready.
The time of the Monochromatic Overlords is almost at hand.
How will you help their administration?
Have any good (fun, charming, cute) Halloween stories you’d like to share? I’d love to hear them.
Laters. Have a happy (and safe) Halloween.
laters:::
Wouldn’t it be cool if bumble bee’s made jelly instead of honey?
What would a tree say if you could just sit down beside it and have a friendly chat?
Could dogs and cats really be advanced, like in the movie?
And what do they really think of their Biped owners?
If I put a radio in two conch shells, do I now have a “shell-ular” phone?
Do all black holes lead to the same alternate universe?
Does the refrigerator light go out when you close the door?
Where do little kids get all that energy?
If my wife actually admits I did something right, but there are no witnesses, did I really do something right?
If I put a giant prism in a lighthouse, then aim it at a hurricane, will I create a “Skittles” commercial?
Do snakes sit?
Are there more people, or trees, on the Earth?
If a zombie invasion occurs on October 31st, would anybody even notice?
How come “giggling” is contagious?
And could we have a National Giggle/Laugh day where everyone needs to Laugh at a set time?
How come you can make a kid tickle giggle without touching them?
If I roll a d30, and my son rolls a d100, what are the odds that anybody cares?
Does anybody really read these blogs?
Museums are filled with artifacts that were buried a thousand years ago. If I put a family photo in a box in the ground, will it be in a museum 1,000 years from now?
When did “watermelon” become a color at the paint store and what color is it, Green or Red?
Who plays with Bella Sarah Cards more, kids or adults? (I just had to throw this in because it’s such a neat site)
Why do UFO’s always “visit” out in the country instead of in the city?
How come you never see any wealthy fortune tellers?
If a stealth bomber crashes in the forest, does it make a sound?
Who cleans the glass ‘inside’ the shark tank at the aquarium?
What is that squirrel thinking as it’s sitting on my fence staring at me with it’s tail twitching?
Do I REALLY want to know where to sewage waste from my house goes or is being “blissfully ignorant” a good thing in this case?
How old is Peter Parker really?
Are you still reading this or am I just wasting my time?
What would happen if overnight all the plants in the world grew 1 years worth of growth?
Why is it called a “cat nap” when dogs sleep as much as cats do?
Do animals have a “spirit”?
And if they do, how come you only ever hear about “human” ghosts and not animal ghosts?
Why does looking into the eyes of my children seem to fill me with hope for the future?
You hear about people that changed civilization by deed/invention/action, but what animals did and how?
How much do all the humans on the Earth weigh (altogether)?
Will original though/imagination ever run out?
How come, sometimes, it feels like I’m in somebody else’s dream when I’m sleeping?
For that matter, just what the heck is Déjà vu and how do you control it?
If you could ask any animal one question, what would it be and why?
Will these questions ever end?
Ya, I give up for now. Have a funny day everyone…
National Talk Like A Pirate Day
:::and remember, on friday it's ok to watch movies rated "aarrggghhhhh"
Had a busy week last week. We were laying a wood lam floor in my dining room and living room a week and a half ago. Lotta hard work, but thanks to the efforts of my teenage sons, we were able to get it down in time (still need to do the trim/molding, but that’s another story). “in time” you say, “why in time?” well, my wife wanted it down before our daughters birthday party on Sunday. She turned 5 this month.
Anyway, the party. We had a pool party (above ground pool, which made things hard for one guest, you’ll understand later). A bunch of kids, some adults, a BBQ grill, our dog, and best of all, the sudden appearance of a Mermaid. That’s right, a real live Mermaid. Ooooh, the magic. Little kids at a swim party with a Mermaid splashing around with them. My daughter loves Mermaids, so it was perfect.
Friends of ours do the “mermaid” thing for parties and stuff, so they gladly helped out. Her husband had to carry her everywhere at the party (which was a real bugger trying to put her in and take her out of an above ground pool). Her husband got a real workout, but everyone (kids and adults alike) had a magical time. But, as is always the case, reality set in and the party had to end. That’s when the real magic began.
Everyone slowly departed, hugging bye-bye to the Mermaid as they left (kids and adults alike). After everyone was gone, the Mermaid was carried into the house so she could change back into her “human” persona. She then drifted into the kitchen to grab some food. While we were all in the kitchen talking, my daughter walked in, looked right at our (now human) female friend, then walked to her husband and asked “where did the mermaid go?” she never put together that our female friend and the Mermaid were the same person. It was so wonderful, real Mermaid Magic. We all enjoyed it.
Then, Monday morning, as I was getting her ready for school, she was showing me all the gifts she got. One of them was a Barbie Mermaid. I commented that that was the one our friend and his wife gave her. She said “no, the Mermaid gave it to me.” she still believes. magical...
friday he was suddenly struck with severe lower back pain, almost taking him off his feet. x-rays show multiple locations along his spine (mostly lower) where he has compressed disks and "slipped disk," plus calcium buildup along his spine. they are medicating him pretty severely right now, and as of this morning he showed only a slight improvement. they are going to continue the treatment over the weekend while we pray for a change. we should know more monday morning, but given his size and age, things are looking only 50/50. we may be faced with making the "hard decision" monday morning.
zeus came from a hard life into our house, where he has had to endure 2 years of love and attention as a member of our (animal) family. help us in hoping that whatever is best for zeus happens by monday...
In the interesting article department, check this one out. I agree with Fark on this one, this is somewhere between “Spiffy” and “Creepy.” check out what some really board paleontologist came up with:
Cartoon Skeletons
I don’t think they got the “Daffy” skeleton right, there aren’t any broken bones or steel pins or at least burned or charred beak (or maybe spun off to one side?). Oh well.
How many of you remember the old Warner Brothers cartoons? The early days before they were edited for television. I was a huge Duck Dodgers/Marvin Martian fan. Marvin was just too much fun, it’s really a shame that he was never able to take over the world (or blow up the world or whatever he had planned). Even the bad guy has to have a good day once in a while. He did get to have some more fun in the live action/animated crossover film “Looney Tunes; Back In Action.” Great film, have you seen it? Netflix it, it’s worth it.
So what is your favorite Warner Brothers Character or Cartoon?
Man Banned For Loud Sex
...gotta wonder just how thin the walls on those houses are. And if the neighbors had any evidence to present to the locals (audio/video tapes, police reports, witness statements, etc). Could you imagine having to be the one to review the “evidence” and make a ruling, that would be so weird. And they had ignored a previous court order demanding that they be more quiet. Could you imagine being the constable who has to deliver that request?
Makes me wonder just how many of you out there have ever gotten in trouble with the locals over some “Make-Out” session. Anybody want to confess? I can’t grant absolution, but I’m sure everyone would love to read your stories.







