Category Archives: A Little About me

Sponsorship

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I listen to a few radio talk show hosts. I don’t know for sure, but I would suspect that they bend their opinion of certain products for their bottom line. I have tried some the things they advertise, and frankly, I was disappointed. Rush L. used to advertise Ruth’s Cris Steak House and he said they made the best steaks. When I went there, I was very disappointed. The best steak I ever had was in the Staff NCO club in (MCAS) Iwakuni Japan, a bacon wrapped filet that, since then, I can only dream of. Ruth’s Cris didn’t come close to it. Then again, I will admit, my taste is considerably different than most.

Unfortunately, there is no way I will ever be able to return to the club so I’ll have to settle for the likes of Texas Steak House and Outback when I get the hankering to go to a place that expensive.

I really do appreciate what that My Pillow guy did for us conservatives, but I’m still not going to pay that much for a pillow. In the Marines, I slept on one of the cotton filled things and I slept just fine. I’ve found the best way to get a good night’s sleep is to do a good day’s work.

I keep hearing about the pain meds that are being advertised. Even at 76, I don’t have to deal with pain much, other than my ankle, which I broke many years ago. Benadryl’s good for that. Take one and go to sleep. Generally most of the pain is gone when I awake. Not only does it work, but it costs a lot less and I can get it in most any store.

I guess I provided some free advertising for some. Incidentally, from time to time, I do mention it when I find something good. You know I am being honest in my opinion. I don’t get a red cent for it. And, by the way, we do have many good restaurants in the area I have mentioned already.

Main reason for this post is to let you know, when I say something good about something, I’m being honest. When I say something bad about something, I’m usually irritated. If I just plain don’t like something, I usually say nothing at all.

I pay to have WordPress post what I write. Sometimes I wonder if they don’t like it so much. However, so far they haven’t complained and I keep paying them. Moreover, they are quick with helpful hints now and then.

How-some-ever I do find some of their prompts a little irritating. Often I twist them to say things they very probably don’t expect. I figure if they don’t want me to do that, they will tell me. In the meantime, I will make the prompts say what I think. I think I should not be kept from saying my favorite drink is milk instead of a screwdriver. After all, the purpose of the post is to explain my thoughts as best as I can, even though I have no college and even though I have trouble spelling and editing.

Milk

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I Don’t drink spirits. I generally avoid those that do.

I prefer a large cold glass of milk. Most restaurants don’t serve milk like that. When I do drink, I generally order 2, sometimes 3. Those that do generally overcharge for it, serve it warm or in very small cups. I’m also diabetic so I have to watch my calorie intake. Therefore, I generally settle for a diet soda.

If I do order milk, the server gives me this strange look and I am that they will chech in the deep far reaches of the celler to see if they have any. You see milk is not a high profit item like alcoholic or soft drinks. So I generally do my milk drinking at home, where no one will see me.

To make matters worse, there are some dumb agencies trying to take diet soft drinks away from me. They tell me it will give me cancer.

Fine! Just try to convice me a martini is great for my health, which is the assumption behind this prompt.

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What is your favorite drink?
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Not Much

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Me. I’m 76. My mother died at 50. My father 70. They both deserved to live much longer than me. Sure wish they had.

In answer to the other question, the one not asked, I was 5 when my mother died and a few years past 20 when my father died.

As an aside, my father was a carpeter and was working as he suffered his 3rd heart attack. My mother stayed home and watched us 8 kids. She made our clothes and used a wringer washer to wash them. She cooked 3 meals a day for us and washed the dishes.

As I said, they deserved longer lives than me. Actually, they deserved longer lives, period.

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What were your parents doing at your age?
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Medicare Hunting Season

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Every year around this time, it becomes Medicare hunting season. The TV and radio stations must love it. Every 4th or 5th advertisement is someone trying to get me to call them, in hopes that I will choose their part C Medicare. Given the price of TV and radio time, the broadcasters must be making a fortune and a half.

They used to call me at least every other day. Actually, that is a good way to anger me. It is a very poor way to try to sell me anything on my phone. I don’t pay for TV ads; I do pay for my phone. You want to use my phone for ads, start paying my phone bill.

At any rate, apparently, I figured what to say to stop them from their phone persistence. After I said hello, the young woman started into her spill. I rudely interrupted, “I am 73. What makes you think you know more about Medicare than I do?”

She immediately hung up and it has been at least a year. Not so much as one call since.

NOW. If I could just figure out something as effective on TV. I am open to suggestions. I am getting tired of that Martha woman with the big glasses acting as if she’s the expert. To me, she’s just a high paid actor, and I wonder if even the glasses are a prop.

Screen Time?

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Daily Prmpt,

how I manage my screen time

Are we talking computer time, phone time, or TV time? I’ll answer all three.

No need to manage phone time. I spend very little time on the phone. Also, I used to spend quite a bit of time writing and editing of my books. Since getting sick, I do very little besides sleep and eat. Well, I do listen to the radio but frequently fall asleep while doing that.

I’m no longer sick but, being old, it is taking a long time to recover my strength. No wonder I got rid of cable. I wouldn’t use it if it were free.

What do I Remember?

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What major historical events do you remember?

I am 73. All of them. Okay. A small exaggeration. Just most of them.

Seems to me, I already wrote a post remotely on this subject, titled, “Remember the Alamo.” My contemplation was that we don’t. Not really. Many of us saw the horrid things that happened on 9/11 and yet all too quickly, it all fades from our memories. I know this because we permit aliens to swamp our border personnel to the point where they serve little purpose.

If we really remembered 9/11, we would be sure to catch and check everyone trying to get into this country. Even at the state that the border is in, they are sure that there are those who have gotten into this country who would love a repeat of 9/11 and worse.

Yes, I do remember many shootings, in our schools, our malls and even military bases. And yet the dems let the criminals out on the streets without bond, soon after performing all manor of serious crimes, all in the name of equality, not equal, mind you, but equality.

I remember a time when kids mostly had two parents, the movie playing at the local theater had no rating and no one was shooting up the schools. You suppose we did something wrong. You suppose we should turn around and go back to whence we came? You suppose we should start allowing God in our schools. Just perhaps we should say our prayers before rather than after the disasters. Maybe we should be more careful as to what we permit Hollywood to put on the big screen.

Just maybe, it would be a good idea to tame the commercials a little. In my youth, those selling bras resorted to models wearing the bras on the outside of clothing so that they could show them on TV. Children have new words added to their vocabulary these days, such as ED, and new ways of using words, such as performance enhancing.

Of course we can change channels simply turn off the TV before such commercials. It just is do you suppose they can issue warnings a minute or so before airing a commercial with adult content, as they do with programs? Then again, maybe TVs could be made where the parents could disable commercials with adult content.

It is a different world today, with many improvements. Then again, maybe we should not have made some of those changes. Maybe the world would be better. Maybe it would be safer if the kids all had two parents, one male, one female. Just maybe God knew what he was doing when he made it that way.

Smiles

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Went to Burger King today. First time in a week we went anywhere to eat, being as I had been sick. They had a big poster up for Halloween and I complemented the person I saw there on it. It surprised me. She got a great big smile and said thank you.

Did not know it meant so much. Maybe she was the one that picked it out. And by the way, it was a very nice poster.

Nonetheless, it did bring to mind something. Isn’t it nice to bring such a big smile with such a little gesture?

It never added one penny to the woman’s salary, but I guess, it still made her feel better. And you know what? It made me feel better too. Wish it was so easy to make make everyone feel a little better. Maybe it is, when we know the right thing to say or do.

Not a Fan of Crowds

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Daily writing prompt
Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.
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Put me in a crowd and I will head for a corner.

Actually, when I saw the prompt, I had a little laugh. People rarely are interested in anything I want to say. Moreover, much of what I hear in a crowd, I wish I had a way to unhear. (Or un see) Many crowds have folks who are drinking, and I don’t mean tea. I don’t like being around others who are drinking, even one on one.

Very few have any interest in discussing electronics, computers, Christianity or politics. Might I remind that we are cautioned about taking about religion and politics. It somewhat limits my conversation.

As usual, I could talk about the weather. As Mark Twain, said, “Everyone talks about the weather, but no one does anything about it.”

I guess old Samuel Clemens never felt out of place. He seemed to always have something to say. I sure wish I had his gift of gab. It sure would be nice to have folks listen to me when explaining the plan of salvation. It would be nice if I could command the attention of thousands when I warn against the fallacies of communism.

Well, little as it is, I do what I can, even though I can’t draw a crowd.

I Guess, A little Odd

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Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
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After nine years in the Marines, I went many places that were far away. I was in Vietnam, Japan, Korea and Australia. With the exception of Australia, when I was there, I was, in a way, home. I mean, that was where I lived and as such it was it was my home for the short term. It is true I was away from my family but that was where I worked slept and whatever else.

I guess this was especially true while in Vietnam. I did not move in voluntarily and I would never want to live there but I did for very nearly a year. If you ask me if I want to go there again, or even Japan, my reply is an instant no. I prefer the good ol’ USA

However, I certainly learned a little in every place I lived. I learned about the people and their customs. I guess I could write a small pamphlet about each place. However, I guess the one place and time that made the biggest impression on me was when I was assigned to a med-cap. That is short for medical civilian action patrol, that is, if my memory serves me right.

At any rate, the point is that it was an eye opening experience. There was a squad of us, 14 that accompanied two doctors, I guess four or five corpsmen and a dentist to help the villagers. On the way, I looked out from the truck that we were on and saw an old man apparently gathering his crop of rice.

Some might not think a thing about it but I did. The old man likely had a family. He was likely doing what he could, in among the Vietcong trying to steel what he worked so hard for and the Americans trying to go after the Vietcong while not damaging the work of the poor farmer and his family.

My best guess. He likely had not one clue what was going on. He just wanted to be left alone. I don’t blame him. However, when the Americans left Vietnam, the old man likely lost his farm, and maybe his life too. It is the sort of way the communists work. They take from those that have and give it to those who don’t. In the process, they keep a bunch for themselves and go about killing very indiscriminately.

Then there was the time we were actually in the little village. I took an 8mm camera with me and I did take some movies. While I stood guard, there was a kid who kept bothering me. I had no idea what the boy was talking about but I wasn’t about to give him the camera. He’d not be able to use it if I did.

Finally, I figured it out with the aid of one Vietnamese who spoke some English. It seemed he didn’t want the camera but a little gold colored piece of plastic, something of a fake gold seal. I managed to explain to the kid it wasn’t real, but he still wanted it.

I took my knife and cut the string holding the thing and gave the seal to the boy. I shook my head as the boy ran off waving the thing and yelling. I didn’t give the boy much, but you’d never know it from what you’d see. I told one of the guys with me, “I wish I could buy a thousand of them. They wouldn’t cost much but they would make a bunch of kids really happy.”

Bottom line, as I said, I learned a lot about the people while I was there. Still, I wished I could have given away a few hundred of those little pieces of plastic. Even more, I wish we hadn’t abandoned that country. It has made me wonder about the old farmer and the 7 or 8 year old kid. Just what happened to them?

The peace-nicks of the day forced us out of there, actually after the war was already won. They were taking their instructions from people who said they were demonstrating for peace, all the while undercutting the effort to provide peace for Vietnam. In the end they got their way, as did the communists. I can’t say with certainty they wanted to help the communists but the most assuredly did. They caused the death of millions and destroyed the hopes of freedom for others. Oh yes. One more thing. They likely cost that farmer his farm.

Just a Few Notes to my Readers

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One thing that has surprised me when I started this blog is that there are people all over the world that have read my posts and for that I thank you very much. I never imagined that people from India or Africa would want to read what I have written. Actually, I am a little surprised that people in the next county would want to read anything I wrote.

Sorry, sometimes I get a little wordy. Sometimes, that would be a big understatement. I try to stay short and to the point. I guess one reason that the posts are so long is that I am a person who likes to deal in examples. Many times, by the time I am done with the example, I’ve already exceeded my intentional length. On the other hand, I get on this keyboard and I just don’t know when to quit.

At any rate, the main purpose of this post is to thank my many readers. Word Press does provide me with some info on those who read my writing, sort of enough to make me curious. For instance, does that person in China know English or does Word Press provide a translation?

That individual who read one of my posts in Africa… Just what sort of person is he or she? Naturally, I do wonder about how people put up with my grammar mistakes. I really do proof read all my posts, sometimes four or five times. It just is, not only do I write poorly, but I edit even worse.

When I first started out, I was afraid people would find out too much about me. It sort of doesn’t bother me anymore. Among other things, not that many people read what I write. It is difficult to get a good idea of how many read a specific post but I would guess that, maybe in a few cases, it is 150. I don’t know, but I would suspect that what I write is passed on through whatever other means. Maybe I have been quoted a few times too. It’s okay. You need not even credit me. Well, that is the hope anyway. That might mean that, maybe 300 have read something I wrote.

That’s a little disappointing. I had hopes of reaching thousands.

When I first started out, I was given a choice. If I allowed advertisers, it would be free. If I paid a little, then there would not be any ads other than any I might put in. I guess most of you can figure which one I chose. I was afraid that some of the advertisers would object to what I wrote, especially GM. I don’t know if that would have happened. However, now GM has no say so over what I write.

Also, thankfully, Word Press has not sent me any notes about my political views. Then again, that might be subject to change the way things are going. It is very conceivable that they are receiving a little pressure from that woke crowd.