Wow, fast year!

Hi, sorry for the long pause between posts. I've never been much of a writer. (Even though my aunt calls me a "story teller") I can't believe the end of the year is in sight. Man that was fast. I've barely had a chance to poke in on everyone else's blogs lately. It's like the suburban life here just sucked me in consumed my life. I never would've thought it could happen. The girls are growing like weeds and callie is, well, she's callie. I'm so lucky to have her. Without her I'd be lost. (Or up for the hedonism award) I'm still slugging away at the scoot, but haven't had any cash to throw at it in earnest. I am thinking about painting the Honda. Something with a little umph! I have some colors in the garage I like so I won't have to buy anymore. Out side of that, My life as a square peg in a round hole goes on. Folks just look at me like I'm gonna go off and pillage the town. Maybe I should, the wait must be killing them.

Just A Quickie

Not much to yak about, but I wanted to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving and the best of spirits going into the Holidays ahead.

A Great Quote!

" A fear of weapons is a sign of retarded sexual and emotional maturity."-Sigmund Freud
"When I SNAP you will be the first to GO."

HHmmm

Well folks, I'm back. Not much serious stuff to talk about. Seen some things that made me think. (And it wasn't nasty) haven't had much time to hunt but I'm planning another trip soon. Learned a little about physics today. A 1800 lb truck traveling at 70 mph can bounce a 4 oz bird 20ft in the air off a 45 degree surface and not leave a red mark. Isn't science amazing.

No Title

Not much happening. Waiting for the next hunting trip. The cats will be glad to see me go. I've been using them for practice. Bobcat season is what I've been waiting for so I dress the cats up to look like them and then I HUNT them. >)

When is a good time???

With all my attention being focused on hunting and being in the woods a question popped up. (Especially after talking with callie this morning) I believe it's important for everyone to know how to tell north from south and to do it without a compass. Face it, every year the news runs lotsa stories about some poor fool hiking or skiing and getting lost. I'm wondering when would be a good time to teach my girls how to navigate and to read a map an compass? I'm thinking I'd like to start taking them hiking and slowly get them started. That sound like a plan??

Counting the days

Just a few more days till deer season. I took munchkin out Monday and sighted in the hawkens. It was fun, she saw a young doe and got so excited. Her eyes were big as pies. I was a little worried that the smoke might bother her. After all, muzzle loaders are called smoke poles. But right after the first shot she said "daddy can I have one of those guns". She was having a good time. A real chip off the old block. I honestly think she'll be the one that's gonna wanna go hunting with me when she's old enough. I hope that even if they don't like hunting both munchkin and kidlet understand why it's needed and respect others rights to do it. Anyway, I gotta get my possibles pouch ready tonight. The kids still think its one of mom's purses.

Tis the Season

I'm getting all a twitter as hunting season gets closer. I've decided to put a 110% effort into my hunts from now on. I use to but then I just got discouraged and when at it half ass. But now I've come to the conclusion that if I'm gonna spend the money and time I'm gonna do it right. Callie will probably get sick of it but I can actually hunt all year long for various game. This year I'll be using my .45 cal hawkens. It's a muzzleloader I built from a kit. I hope to get my bear tag after I get my bobcat tags. I'm even considering joining a varmit hunting club in Sacramento. It mat take awhile for me to get into the full swing of things but I cant spend the rest of my life dreaming about being in the woods or bagging game.
For those of you that don't approve of hunting. What was a need to gather food has now become a tool to manage wildlife as we encroach into their habitat. We have upset the balance and it is our responsibility to fix it.

Working OT

Star date, this year. Working lots, crew is brain dead. I'm tired.

I've been tagged, And I did'nt even get dinner and a movie first!

Sorry it took so long Motherdear. It takes me for ever to do everything. ;)


1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)

Recon Carpenter

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favorite candy)

Xavier Sees

3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)

A. Jo


4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)

Blue Dog

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)

John Lynwood

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom's maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.)

Sal'An'Si'Lyn

7. Terrorist Name: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards) -

Police think mines good enough

8. SUPERHERO NAME: (your favorite color, favorite drink)

Blue Daniels

There, now, for the taggings:

Hmmmm...okay!

I would rather tag these folks in person.

:D

Another "Ever Wonder"

It seems that as I get older the more these things pop into my head. Maybe I'm finally growing-up. (Dad said it would never happen)(Old fart)
Anyway, I've been thinking about my thirty year high school reunion and my high school sweetheart popped into my head. The one girl I thought I could never live without. My first true love. As I thought about those days and the ones that followed. I realized that all the "mistakes" I made with her and with the women I got involved with along the way were not really mistakes. I came to think of it as fate taking an active hand in my destiny. Without dragging this out into some life-long story in pain staking detail. I'll just say that there were times when all I had to do to get involved with a woman was to shut my mouth and smile. But instead I would completely destroy the situation for no apparent reason. But when it came to Callie, I seemed to try harder. Granted I still fucked-up from time to time, but she would give me another chance. And believe me I wanted them. That's why I started to wonder. Were those mistakes I made with other women really mistakes? I don't think so because mistakes you regret making. I'm happy and don't regret loosing those women. I am happy and feel this is where I am suppose to be. Maybe we are just feathers blowing in the winds of destiny like the Forrest Gump intro.

New Blog, Same shit

Well, not much is cooking. OT has started at work so my life just got more complicated. The crew seems to wanna be stupid all the time now as opposed to just being ignorant most of the time. I can honestly say that going postal has its advantages. Best of which is the numbnuts here would just stand there and stare like a deer in the headlights. No fun in chasing but easy to hit. The only down side would be replacing the ammo. That shit is getting expensive. Other than venting about work, all is well. So you folks take care I'll try and find something interesting to say next time. Till then, nude photos will be accepted and judged.

Ever wonder?

Sometimes I wonder if when we're born it is decided that some will be soldiers and others healers and followers and things like that. Not only in war but in life. Always trying to protect or comfort or help mend a broken heart or hurt feeling. If so, is it possible to change this or are we always destined to be what we are in spite of our wants?

Update on the sled

Well, Things have slowed a bit on the bike for one reason. I need the right resistor so I can finish my taillight. Once that's done it's on to the finishing the gas tank. That my friends is getting me more frustrated than the class virgin I dated in high school. But I will get the results I'm looking for. (unlike high school) I'm thinking of a dark color, like black and blood mix. I think I'll start making more time for the bike once the weather cools down. As much as I like working up a sweat laboring over something I love, I would prefer it at least moan some. (Or at least pretend to moan.)

Finally broke it in.

Well after having the pool done for 9 months calllie and I finally had a chance to break it in right. ;) We did this in honor of Penny for her birthday. We thought of you penny as we enjoyed the swim in our birthday suits. The night was warm and the water felt great. Anyone else out there having a birthday????

Still lots to do

Well I finally got the fender widened and the hole for the brake light cut. I'll have to do some body work with a mallet and add some bondo but I think it'll look good when done. As for the oil tank, I still need to drill a hole for the fill port and do the finsh work on it. I was shocked when I measured the amount of liquid it would hold, a full 4 quarts. I was jazzed and relieved about that. It saved me from adding a secondary reserve tank under the tranny. As for the gas tank. I've cut open some fatbobs I had and have tacked them into a position that allows me to plug the existing opening and add my own fluch mount aircraft cap and install a custom dash of my own design. Still have lotsa work on this but I'm hoping it'll add a more unique look to this sled. I'll post some pics of other biikes I've built later.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PENNY!!!

Wishing the best Birthday ever. I'll eat a piece of cake today and think of you. ;)

Here it goes AGAIN

This is probably a waste of effort in some eyes, but what the hell. I've started working on my scoot again and this time with some new ideas. I could always use my creative ideas if anyone has anyway last scoot I built from scratch. This time I'm using a '88 evo in a Kraft hardtail frame. I may chop the frame a bit more because it doesn't have enough rake. It's a 33 over and I'm looking for maybe a 34 over so I can use a 6" over wide Springer front end. I'm doing more fab work on this sled than usual. I'll try and post pics as the work progresses so anyone one who cares can see the work. I'm gonna try and make my own lights too. It'll be a first for me but I found a site that explained a little about L.E.D. lights. Anyway, that's all that's cooking. I hope everyone has a happy 4th of July (for those that celebrate it). For everyone else, enjoy the weekend and be happy.

time for a new post

THIS FUCK'IN THING SCREWED MY POST UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMNM THAT SUCKS

Fed Up

I've tried very hard not to post my political beliefs because I prefer to leave others to theirs and not bring tension to a media that's suppose to be fun for me. However, after being belted over and over about the current government and the reason for the war has finally got to me. Granted The president is not the best we've ever had but he is not the worst either. I don't believe he's finishing "Dad's war" either. For the longest time Saddam played a stupid game of catch me with the U.N. He let inspectors in but only under his terms and when he wanted. The WMD's he used against Iran during that war (for those of you old enough to remember it) just didn't run out. He also used the against his own people. But since they weren't found quickly they must not exist. But how long did it take to discover the Titanic? At least we had a good idea where it was. Things could be hidden from the world for centuries. (king tut for example) I can't say for everyone. But I would rather have a leader that tries than one who does nothing. (I learned that after floating off the coast of Iran waiting to go in when Carter was president.) I'm hoping Bush was right but even if not the deed is done. Right or wrong Iraq needs to be stable before we pull out. Our worst enemy is the people who want peace but won't lift a finger to insure it. If we leave Iraq now what do you thing will happen? Everyone will just behave? The world is harsh and sometimes it calls for harsh action. I don't want to see war, but until greed, thirst for power and indecision go away it will remain. And for those that want to protest they need to remember how they got the right to do that in this country. And unless they are prepared to protect that right and pass it on to others with opposing opinions they need to shut-up.

Who me???

Callie seems to think it fits.

Callie say it's true. >p

Callie says it's me. >p

Here's a question

Has anyone ever heard a song that has brought tears to their eyes every time they've heard it? Sounds mushy and overly sensitive but every time I hear the song Honey or even a reference to it. I get misty eyed. For those of you who are old enough to know this song it is sad. But For me it holds almost the same meaning. By that I mean when I was 9yrs old my mom passed away, and it was in the early spring and all she wanted was for me to be good. I guess at some point I forgot that and did whatever I wanted, but that song has always reminded me of her and still brings tears to my eyes. And I still miss her to this day. 38years later and I still cry.

Calm at last

Well things have finally calmed down. No emeegencies or injuries. And I've finally got an idea about how I want my next bike to look. It's been sitting for a year because I could'nt decide what I wanted it to look like. Well, I've started buuilding the oil tank now. I know how I want it to look and work. It would be much faster building it if I had a tig welder at home. But Santa knows I have'nt been THAT good. Oh well, I'll get it done. And I'll be doing all the prep work on the frame and tin not to mention the painting too. I'll save the engine modifications till I see how it performs. Maybe shave the flywheels first.

She did it again!

The last time I posted about my kids, kidlet had taken a fall on her bicycle. Well, this Saturday she took a fall from the third step of our stair case. The poor thing was so excited about her friends sleeping over and the fun they where having she for got to hold the rail as she came running down the stairs. I heard the noise and saw Callie go running and then rush kidlet into the bathroom. I went in there was blood all over. Callie is not real good with emergencies so she let me take over to see how bad it was. The kid knocked one of her front adult teeth out. Apparently she landed on her face and knocked the tooth out along with a bloody nose and a fat lip and reestablishing the mouse that just healed. Good thing Callie managed to get hold of a dentist to reinsert the tooth. Looks like she'll keep it if all goes well, but she will have to have a root canal since the nerves were severed. Poor kid was sooo embarrassed. I tell you. Seeing your child crying and covered in blood is not for the weak. It broke my heart not being able to stop her pain. Kidlet managed to come through it like a trooper. Hopefully she learned her lesson and that munchkin learns too. the pics are of kidlet after the crash and then the fall. She is definately her mothers daughter.

Stole this From Penny

Which Princess Bride Character are You?
this quiz was made by mysti

6 O'CLOCK AND ALL'S WEELLLLLLLL

Another Mothers Day has come and gone and I hope all you folks had a good day. I haven't had a reason to really put any effort into the holiday since my mom passed back in '69. Granted I had a step mom but she was a bitch. Having the girls is a fun way to enjoy the day. I enjoy taking them shopping to buy for their mom. Each has their own strong point as far as gift giving. Munchkin knows what clothes to give (As callie about her B-day gift) without any help form me. And Kidlet knows the right flowers and arrangement and how to pick a card that sends the best message. I think holidays will get easier as they get older. I'll just send them to the mall when ever gifts are needed.
Well, so much for Mothers Day. I'll let callie tell you folks about it. I'm off for more coffee and to enjoy a cool quiet morning. There's only an hour left before all hell breaks loose and the day begins. Later

Life ain't boring with kids.

Well it seems that my off-spring has given me more to post. (Be sides post nasal drip. We're sick AGAIN!) Tuesday while I was home sick with munchin, kidlet had started the day Great. She got her self up and made her own breakfast and was especially quite because she knew we were sick. Then she rode her bike and got herself to school for the first time. I was so proud. She tried soo hard to try and make things easy for me. When she called at 3:00 pm I was feeling better. But when I heard her at the door I was surprised to see this look of confusion and hurt on her pretty face. She tried to tell me what happened in a shaky voice but was unclear. I pulled her bike in the house and she hugged me and started crying. Apparently she crashed for the first time on her bike. Once I understood what she was saying I checked her for injuries. Poor thing managed to ride two blocks to get home with only a small scrap on her left cheek and a mouse under her left eye but the worst was some bruises and scraps on her left shoulder. Both hands took a little scrap but that was enough. Munckin saw her big sis in pain and crying and jumped right in getting band-aid and cold compresses to make her sis feel better. I tried to make kidlet feel better with the age old bikers law. "There are only two types of bikers. The ones who've gone down, and Those that are going down." The look on her face told me I just blew any hope of a good fathers day present.

That's my Girl!

For those of you that are parents you know not to miss a chance to brag about your kids. Well, Here I go. Monday afternoon while Callie an I were in the kitchen and the girls were out in the back riding their scooter and tricycle. The sliding glass door was open and the blinds pulled so we could see out back. As I was talking to callie the oldest. (kidlet is what callie calls her I think) ran to the door and yells "SHE FELL IN THE POOL". Both Callie and I run to the door as Kidlet runs to the pool and jumps in to save munchkin. The poor thing was scared to death and trying to stay a float. Kidlets grabbed her and pulled her to the edge in time for me to pull her out. All munchkin would say between sobs is "I couldn't breath". Needless to say. Kidlet was treat like the hero she was. The next morning while I was driving them to school. The news on the radio mention a little boy who fell in the family pool and died. The sixth one this year. Both my girls looked shocked when they heard the news. Callie and I are sooooo proud of kidlet. She has always tried to be a good big sister. Best of all, she didn't panic. Something I've always tried to teach both callie and the girls. I think I lost three buttons off my shirt due to the pride I feel for my oldest girl.

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRggggggggghhhhhh

Just lost the blag I wrote! Stu[id Fuf8o4;;o spell check!

whatever Happened to Common Sense??

I've been at work for 2 hrs now and I've come to the conclution that the lord is very picky when it comes to who he gives common sense to. It seems that of the three new guys we hired only one seems to be slighty less stupid that the others. Which is really a shame because the other 3 on my crew are completely witless. I never really thought that this line of work was hard. It's just simple if you apply common sense to it. Damn! I put this on hold for a day or 2 and the puke who inspired it quit. Guess he had some sense after-all.

Warning! The following is Boring.

Well, not much new today. The littlest is sick (again). the yard still refuses to look like the pics in Home & Gardens. The only thing right today is the weather. It is sooooo nice out there that I just wanna jump on the bike an go for a ride. But I have the kids with me and Callie really shits her pants if I take them very far on the scoot. I think one of these days I'll show-up at her work with the oldest on the back of the bike just to see her shit her pants. I know there'll be hell to pay, but sometimes ya gotta stir the shit just to stay awake.

Damn! I hate falling off the face of the Earth.

Well, I'm back. Yeah I know. you did'nt know I was gone. It's just that although life is interesting. I have nothing of importance to say. I vent on callie enough about work and such. I just don't think I need to bother you good (or not so good) folks with it. Suvise it to say, I'm alive I'm semi-healthy and callie is keeping me happy and satisfied. :D
Other than that, the weather sucks my boss is a prick and I can't seemed to hit the fu!%$^ lotto.
But I'll hope all of you are good and an enjoying you spouse as much as I"m enjoying mine. :D

Another year.

Well, it's wednesday and like all my days at work I'm up before the roosters and trying to get some sleep on the way to work. (I have a cruise control) It seems the minute I get to the job everyone stops thinking. Just once I would like to not have to repeat instructions. I mean some of these guys have been here longer than me. It's the same job just a differt truck. Maybe I'm being punished for a past life. Lord knows there I'll be paying for this one soon enough.
The only bright spot is teasing Callie and the girls. The other day Callie was being a sweetheart and cooking me a lucnh for the next day. She popped it in the oven and sat down to read her book. She looked so happy and content. Up until the time I mentioned "I smell smoke". She jumped up with this look of terror on her face and ran past our 3 year old cusing like a sailor. And apollogizing for her choice of words. She did'nt change them, though. The look on the baby was priceless. She did'nt know what the hell mom was upto, but it was'nt good. That little scene really made my day. Maybe thats why she rarely cooks me a lunch.

If it's you, it'll show.

That's a philosophy I developed about 15 years ago when I went through a depression. I stopped everything. No hunting, shooting, archery, motorcycles. Everything! I was lost! And when you're lost you stop and take a look around to find out where you are. Well, it worked. All the things I loved most surfaced and I knew where I was and who I am. Since then I've had to put things that are truly me on hold for the sake of my family and home. I still heard the call, but just couldn't find the time to answer. Well, things are going good, everyone is well, the sun will rise and set regardless of my wished. So I'm picking up my bow again with the hopes that's some of those dreams I've had may come true. Callie has always supported me and the girls have shown an interest, so maybe, just maybe my time has come. My hunting buddy is not as enthusiastic about his bow as before, but I'm determined to get back to the love that I've had since childhood. With his company or without. I'm sure we'll continue to hunt together from time to time. But for me, the bow is the purest form of pursuing game. I've gone many years without success, but I still love it. At times I honestly believe I was born 500 years too late. I'll start with the tourneys I always enjoyed and lotsa stump shooting. With luck I'll be successful this year, God willing and the river don't rise.