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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Visiting Mason and shooting a squirrel out of a tree
I was inside the house minding my own business assisting my step-mom cleaning out the laundry room. I was really going at it...I threw away a bunch of crap. When all of the sudden, I heard a gun shot. (We are in the country, so not so unusual) But then I heard another. I went to the sliding glass door to see what was going on.
I saw a young man with a 9mm pistol shooting up into a tree. My step dad reached into his pick up and pulled out his 22 pistol and began shooting up into the tree. A man that I do not know reaches into his truck and pulls out a deer rifle with a scope and begins to carefully aim it. By this point, there have been at least 14 rounds expended. He carefully aims, and fires. He got the fiendish animal up in the tree!! A squirrel.
I did not ask why they were shooting a squirrel. No sense in that. But the events that followed were just as humorous.
I have just purchased an all digital video camera. My youngest son has mastered its use.
The dog, shorty, immediately confiscated the squirrel. It was his. That is when the video documentation began.
In 1 or 2 hour intervals, my son would report to us the status of the squirrel. "Mom, the squirrel has no head!! A couple of hours later: "He has no front legs." This went out throughout the day, until the squirrel was just a tail.
I have been told not to worry...he did not kill the squirrel or dismember it...He was just documenting the progession of events.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Dead squirrel
My son took a lot of video of a dead squirrel while we were on vacation. His granddad and some friends shot it out of a tree. The dog got it and began its progression of becoming nothing but a tail. Maybe I will post the video. But in that vein, here is a cute picture someone sent me....What men do with a dead squirrel and their GI Joes.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Jason Robinson in San Angelo
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Redneck neighbors
I am getting ready to move in about a month. I have been rather compulsive about getting stuff ready. Last night I was loading my car with boxes and furniture. After I was finished, I sat in my vintage maple rocking chair in the garage, lit a cigar and sipped on some wine. As I was relaxing and contemplating what to load next, here comes one of my neighbors and a motorized cooler.
There is not doubt that it is a cool little vehichle. But it just reinforces the reasons that I am moving. A group of neighbors gather in the driveway accross the street. They all begin to proclaim how neat and "cute" the cooler is. The driver begins to go up and down the street, giving small children rides and doing wheelies.
All this is going on while several beers are swilled, cans are smashed and at least 13 cigerattes were lit and tossed into the street.
Only 30 days until we move......
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Rock hounding in New Mexico
We had a great time wondering around New Mexico for gemstones. We found about a half a bucket of Peridot and two socks of quartz. It was a great trip with lots of memories. We also went to White Sands. Trevor loved it. Los Cruces was fun too. We found a great winery and hung out there for a couple of hours. Came home with a couple of bottles of wine. Here are a couple of clips of our trek to El Paso and New Mexico.
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Enjoy.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Saggy boobs
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Spring forward
I hate the time change. Not only for myself, but my 9 year old son. I put him to bed at 9 which is really 8. He was not tired. Thank God it was dark. I am not looking forward to this morning. It is really going to be 5:30 when I wake him up. Yikes.
The Libertarians need to put this on their list of things to fix.
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
Key board cleaner??
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Butt boy and the school bus
After further examination of this photo, I noticed that there is a school bus in the snap shot. Isn't this just great? School children exposed to dumbass Republican protesters at a dive bar. But who knows, maybe they were being dropped off there? It could be a regular stop for the children of drunks and bar whores.
Sad.
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