Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Quotes - Slightly modified

1. Where there's a will, I want to be in it.

2. The “LAST” thing I want to do is hurt you. (But it's still on my list).

3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people “appear” bright until… you hear them speak!

4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.

 5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

6. War does not determine who is right - only who is left.

7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

8. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is “research”.

9. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was “blaming” you.

10. In filling out an application, where it says, 'In case of emergency, Notify: ________', I put 'DOCTOR'.

11. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and “still” think they are “sexy”.

12. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

13. I used to be indecisive; now I'm not so sure.

14. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.

15. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a “car”. (My personal favorite)

16. You're never too old to learn something stupid.

17. I'm supposed to respect my elders, but now it's getting harder and harder for me to find one.

Monday, September 16, 2013

Bear Bryant - winning football games

If anything goes bad, I did it.
If anything goes semi good, then we did it.
If anything goes really good, then you did it.
That's all it takes to get people to win football games for you.

-Bear Bryant

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Jesse Jackson, Jr. has a mood disorder

"Mood disorder disability" . . . if this doesn't take the cake . . .
I can only describe this with one word . . . Unbelievable !!!
So, Jesse Jackson, Jr. 17 year veteran of the US Congress, suddenly gets a "mood disorder" (about the same time he learned he was to be indicted) and is going to prison for 2.5 years. 
Because his "mood disorder" was so severe, he has become disabled and will receive $8700 per month as a disability payment as well as $45000 a year from his congressional pension, a total of about $150K per year.  Here is the link.
Is this a great country or what?
By the way, I have had a rather substantial "mood disorder disability" ever since Obama got elected in 2008.  I have not committed any felonies, have not been convicted and sentenced to prison and I don't get squat - other than a higher and higher tax bill every year and the privilege of watching our federal deficit grow every day of the year.
Apparently, Crime, Dishonesty and Breach of Trust does Pay.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Kilroy was here! origin

He is engraved in stone in the National War Memorial in Washington, DC- back in a small alcove where very few people have seen it. For the WWII generation, this will bring back memories. For you younger folks, it's a bit of trivia that is a part of our American history. Anyone born in 1913 to about 1950, is familiar with Kilroy. No one knew why he was so well known- but everybody seemed to get into it.
So who was Kilroy? 

In 1946 the American Transit Association, through its radio program, "Speak to America ," sponsored a nationwide contest to find the real Kilroy, offering a prizeof a real trolley car to the person who could prove himself to be the genuine article. Almost 40 men stepped forward to make that claim, but only James Kilroy from Halifax , Massachusetts , had evidence of his identity. 

'Kilroy' was a 46-year old shipyard worker during the war who worked as a checker at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy . His job was to go around and check on the number of rivets completed. Riveters were on piecework and got paid by the rivet. He would count a block of rivets and put a check mark in semi-waxed lumber chalk, so the rivets wouldn't be counted twice. When Kilroy went off duty, the riveters would erase the mark. 

Later on, an off-shift inspector would come through and count the rivets a second time, resulting in double pay for the riveters. 

One day Kilroy's boss called him into his office. The foreman was upset about all the wages being paid to riveters, and asked him to investigate. It was then he realized what had been going on. The tight spaces he had to crawl in to check the rivets didn't lend themselves to lugging around a paint can and brush, so Kilroy decided to stick with the waxy chalk. He continued to put his check mark on each job he inspected, but added 'KILROY WAS HERE' in king-sized letters next to the che ck, and eventually added the sketch of the chap with the long nose peering over the fence and that became part of the Kilroy message. 

Once he did that, the riveters stopped trying to wipe away his marks. Ordinarily the rivets and chalk marks would have been covered up with paint. With the war on, however, ships were leaving the Quincy Yard so fast that there wasn't time to paint them. As a result, Kilroy's inspection "trademark" was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troopships the yard produced.

His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen, because they picked it up and spread it all over Europe and the South Pacific. 

Before war's end, "Kilroy" had been here, there, and everywhere on the long hauls to Berlin and Tokyo . To the troops outbound in those ships, however, he was a complete mystery; all they knew for sure was that someone named Kilroy had "been there first." As a joke, U.S. servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it was already there when they arrived. 

Kilroy became the U.S. super-GI who had always "already been" wherever GIs went. It became a challenge to place the logo in the most unlikely places imaginable (it is said to be atop Mt. Everest , the Statue of Liberty , the underside of the Arc de Triomphe, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon. 

As the war went on, the legend grew. Underwater demolition teams routinely sneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain for coming invasions by U.S. troops (and thus, presumably, were the first GI's there). On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo! 

In 1945, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Roosevelt, Stalin, and Churchill at the Potsdam conference. Its' first occupant was Stalin, who emerged and asked his aide (in Russian), "Who is Kilroy?"

To help prove his authenticity in 1946, James Kilroy brought along officials from the shipyard and some of the riveters. He won the trolley car, which he gave to his nine children as a Christmas gift and set it up as a playhouse in the Kilroy yard in Halifax , Massachusetts . 

And The Tradition Continues... 

EVEN Outside Osama Bin Laden's House!!!

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Operation Obamacare - cartoon

Guns cartoon

Giant concrete arrows - Aviation history

 The Yellow Concrete Road Made of Arrows 
Every so often, usually in the vast deserts of the American Southwest, a hiker or a backpacker will run across something puzzling: a ginormous concrete arrow, as much as seventy feet in length, just sitting in the middle of scrub-covered nowhere.. What are these giant arrows? Some kind of surveying mark?  Landing beacons for flying saucers?  Earth's turn signals? No, it's  "The Transcontinental Air Mail Route" 
  A 1920's map (above) shows the route of the airmail planes; the dots are intermediate stops along the course. 
On August 20, 1920, the United States opened its first coast-to-coast airmail delivery route, just 60 years after the Pony Express closed up shop.
 There were no good aviation charts in those days, so pilots had to eyeball their way across the country using landmarks. This meant that flying in bad weather was difficult, and night flying was just about impossible. The Postal Service solved the problem with the world's first ground-based civilian navigation system: a series of lit beacons 
that would extend from New York to San Francisco. Every 10 miles, pilots would pass a bright yellow concrete arrow surmounted 
by a 51-foot steel tower and lit by a million-candlepower rotating beacon. A generator shed at the tail of each arrow powered the beacon.  Now mail could get from the Atlantic to the Pacific not in a matter of weeks, but in just 30 hours or so. 

Even the dumbest of air mail pilots, it seems, could follow a series of bright yellow arrows straight out of a Tex Avery cartoon.
 By 1924,  just a year after Congress funded it, the line of giant concrete markers stretched from Rock Springs, WY to Cleveland, OH. By the next summer it reached all the way to New York, and by 1929 it spanned the continent uninterrupted, the envy of postal systems worldwide 
Radio and radar are, of course, infinitely less cool than a concrete Yellow Brick Road from sea to shining sea, but I think we all know how this story ends.
 New advances in communication and navigation technology made the big arrows obsolete, and the Commerce Department decommissioned the beacons in the 1940's. The steel towers were torn down and went to the war effort. 

The hundreds of arrows remain. Their yellow paint is gone, their concrete cracks a little more with every winter frost, and no one crosses their path much, except for coyotes and tumbleweeds. But they're still out there. 

Read more here and here.

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Emergency Flashers - joke for the ladies

For all the women who drive alone:
I had a flat tire on I-75 yesterday; so, I pulled over, got out of  the car and opened my trunk.

I  took out my cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my  car facing oncoming traffic. They look so lifelike you wouldn't believe it!

Just as I had hoped, cars started slowing down looking at the  men which made it much safer for me to work on the side of the  road.

People honked and waved, and it wasn't long before a police  car pulled up behind me.

He wanted to know what the heck I was  doing, so I calmly explained that I was changing my flat. He told me he  could see that, but demanded to know what the heck my cardboard men were  doing standing at the rear of my car.

I couldn't believe he didn't  know!
                 So  I told him ...  "Well,  I explained to the angry Policeman ... They're my Emergency  Flashers!!!"

 ...  I go to court in two months.

(Damn Police .... No sense of  humor.)