Well here it is the start of another week and I find myself once again preparing for possible seriously bad weather. While I write this on Monday its mostly overcast dreary and an occasion short lived shower. However Tuesday is supposed to being us a cold front moving through the area swiftly. The result of this is that ahead of the front it’s pushing some powerful storms with high winds, precipitation in the one to three inches of rain per hour category and a fair probability of Tornadic activity. Singing ‘Happy Happy Joy Joy’ over this I am not.

Anyway moving on, a housekeeping notice of a sort. The latest episode of Impish and my behind the scenes adventures will be concluding in todays issue. OH QUIT THAT CHEERING ALREADY! This will make way for the recounting of Impish’s annual attempt to breech the security designed to keep him out of the kitchens at DL-LL Digital Media during Thanksgiving week so that he doesn’t ‘taste test’ the entire meal before anyone else can even thing about a plateful in next Wednesday’s Thanksgiving issue.

After that with the holidays nearly upon us I expect we’ll both be too busy to be spending time with our muses creating a new story until possibly after the New Year. We’ve a possible project earmarked but it’s too early as yet to say if it will come to fruition or not before Christmas

 

In honor of PAulK9’s Birthday on Monday here is an on point item that I found only after his roast posted:

You Know You’re Old When…

You quit trying to hold in your stomach, no matter who walks into the room.

You enjoy watching the news.

The only reason you’re still awake at 4 am is indigestion.

People ask what color your hair USED to be.

You’re proud of your lawn mower.

Your best friend is dating someone half their age AND isn’t breaking any laws.

You start singing along with the elevator music.

You really do want a new washing machine for your birthday.

You’ve owned clothes so long that they’ve come back into style–TWICE.

You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.

You consider coffee one of the most important things in life.

8 AM is your idea of “sleeping in.”

You write thank you notes without being told.

You start Christmas shopping in August.

You paint walls for a reason other than getting your deposit back.

You don’t like to drive after dark.

You say the words “Turn that music down!”

You point out what buildings used to be where.

You know all the warning signs of a heart attack.

You rake the yard without being told to.

You can’t remember the last time you lay on the floor to watch television.

The service station attendant lets you pump your gas before paying.

You start your conversation with; “When I was younger”.

The highlight of your week is playing bingo.

You understand the dangers of drinking.

Some asks you; “What did you used to do?” or “How did they used to do it when you were my age?”

Pogo sticks look more like a form of punishment than fun.

You have your chiropractor on your speed dial.

SPEAKING of PaulK9- we received this thank you note from him via Pony in Distress [them Pony Express ponys are really old as are their riders but Paul doesn’t like the new fangled USPS apparently]

Hi,

  Thanks for the Birthday wishes.

  We went out roller skating, then Gin took me Bungee jumping and kept insisting that the guy should put the Bungee around my neck so I wouldn’t hit my head.  He wouldn’t buy it, but I did hit the water three times (and the water’s cold this time of year).  He said that has never happened before, then I saw Gin slip him a fifty.

  Well, another year under my belt, thats why I look fat.  Yea, yea, that’s it, that’s the ticket.

Me.

I’m pretty sure Paul was pantsless when he wrote that. What makes me think so? If he dad been wearing them he could have looked at the waist band of his skivvies for help remembering his name to sign it with.

Well its not a handcuff story but this is a good place to get back to our story. When last we left off Impish was wishing to be back home with his family to ensure their safety.

DL-LL All Hallows Eve Party Halloween night about 7 PM CST

Impish looks on less than bemusedly at dragonette Izzy dressed as a pirate replete with Brutus as her (furry) eye patched parrot expertly uses her real but well blunted cutlass to repel boarders in the form of an amorous admirer looking to bob for a kiss. Maybe she’s slightly better with her ninja skills than he’d given credit for he thought.

Mean time the Dire Wolves, recently relieved of security/bodyguard duty now that Impish’s family had been brought safely (via magical means and methods unknown to him which he’s been meaning to ask Lethal to exlpain) to the mountain, are doing a surprisingly good cover of Michael Jackson’s Thriller while Frankie Stein and the Four Shrouds take a break. Even Mrs. Dragon, attired as Stevie Nicks, got into the spirit of things with a decent rendition of ‘Stop Dragging My Arm Around’.

Impish scans the room for Lethal and finds him in a back corner in the raised private area at a table. Heading in that direction he sees that Lethal is apparently sharing a tankard of something with two guests dressed similarly in costumes of robes both carrying some carved staves and one a sword. However the most notable accessory to their costumes are the pair of Irish Wolf Hounds lounging in front of the table snacking on what appear to be grilled sausages obtained from a platter on the table.

At Impish’s intrusion Lethal does his host’s duty of introductions as he pours from a earthenware jug which he slings over his shoulder into a large tankard for Impish, “This Atticus O’Sullivan &  Granuaile MacTiernan, the grey Wolfhound is Oberon, he’s Atticus’s and cream colored one is Orlaith, she’s Granuaile’s. Atticus and I go back, uh… a long long time. They uh…provided an alternate means of safe transport for your family I’m sure the evil witch wasn’t expecting as well as are here to  consult on a few matters related to the not so much fun last night we need not speak of here in the open. My Lady, Gentleman, Stud and Bitch, I give you Impish Dragon, my partner in this particular venture, but also one of my oldest clients on several levels, as well as good friend and left hand in chicanery.”

The first thing Impish noticed were the eyes of those he was introduced to. All were remarkable in some manner. Atticus’s for the age, wisdom, sorrow and power that he saw there. Granuaile’s for their color, as well as love of life, mirth, quiet confidence.
Most off all it was the two dogs eye’s that drew his attention. They had paused their sausage devouring ,not at the sound of their names, but at the start of the introductions to regard him. When each of their gazes met his what stuck him was the force of intelligence behind that gaze, almost as if they actually understood what had been said to them. Impish was reminded of the same epiphany he’d had with Brutus a short while back when he realized that Brutus did in fact understand what he was saying. Oberon looked at his sausage then the other dog before getting up and coming over to give Impish a thorough sniffing over. When Impish made to push Oberon away from the base of his tail where he seemed intent on burrowing his greasy with sausage wet nose Oberon simply gave him a piercing glare and showed him a fang that was impressive even by Impish’s standards before calmly returning the his mission. Once he had completed his investigation of the newcomer,  he returned to the rug beside the other hound only to find the rest of his sausage missing. It now lay between Orlaith’s paws though as yet unmolested who was regarding Oberon neutrally.

When Oberon looked at Atticus and whined in obvious appeal for intervention in the theft of his sausage, Atticus chuckled and said ‘I told you pal, when it comes to the battle between the sexes your on your own, Trolls, Ghouls, Vampires, Shape shifters, Skin walkers, Evil Angry Fae &/or Fairies I’ve got your back till the bitter end but when it comes to women- good luck your on your own pal. I would however think carefully about haw badly you want that sausage compared to how badly you want to sleep with a companion tonight before I acted though.” Oberon seemed to regard these words for a moment before lowering his ears and tail to return to his spot on the floor and sigh dejectedly.

Impish, never one to miss an opportunity to make brownie points, particularly with a new acquaintance grabbed a sausage off the platter and made as if to sample it before ‘accidentally’ dropping it on the floor where it lay, while both he and Oberon silently regarded it. Impish looked at Oberon a moment, until the wolfhound sensed the gaze upon him and looked up to meet it, at which point Impish winked sighed theatrically and said “Can you help me out here Oberon? Bending at the waist isn’t a strong point of mine… if you get my drift.”

The requested help was immediate and exuberant in its forth coming, nearly bowling Impish off his feet. Orlaith seeing her possession of Oberon’s former sausage was now secure, got up and started towards Impish only a split second later to whip around and snarl at Oberon who was reaching to sniff his old sausage with one currently in his mouth but hastily retreated at the  confrontation, to the guffaws of laughter from the table.

Impish steeled himself for another privacy invasive sniff, exam but instead was pleasantly surprised when the female wolfhound sat carefully before him and regarded him a moment, head cocked to one side, before turn to apparently silently communicate something with her mistress who softly chuckled and nodded agreement while Oberon grumbled between bites of sausage which caused Atticus to bust out laughing. Then Orlaith slowly and solemnly offered her paw to Impish. Impish threw a glace at Lethal who sudden felt the need to exaggeratedly straighten his tie before gesturing with his chin towards the dog.  A light dawned inside Impish’s head and he stiffened his stance clicking his heels and bowing over the proffered paw as he took it saying, “A great pleasure to meet you ma’am.” before kissing the paw just prior to releasing it. A very happy Orlaith nearly knocked Impish over with her tail as she spun around happily on her way back to her stolen sausage.

Impish pulled out the dragon sized bench seat at the table and sat down saying “I think it best I sit before they do manage to clean me off my feet entirely” garnering a chuckle from the table as Lethal smiling somewhat mischievously, slides the tankard he had been pouring earlier in Impish’s direction which he accepts gratefully having found his mouth very dry after his meeting the two very large wolfhounds.

Sniffing the tankard to determine what is in the jug Impish had never before seen in Lethal’s possession he smelled heather and lavender honey, tart apples, cranberries and to his nose the out of place trace of…raisins? Still all in all finding the scent of the drink quite pleasing and not inappropriate for the evenings festivities as well as the harvest season, Impish proceeds to take a dragon sized swing…much to his sudden dismay.

His first sensation, post swallow, was that several of his curled horns had suddenly straightened themselves, his first thought was that he’d never again be plagued by unsightly nostril hairs or the need to constantly and painfully trim them, as he’d just experienced the liquid equivalent of laser hair removal all the way up into his sinus cavity. Then came the sure knowledge that his next breath was not only going to be a deep and explosive one, but that it was surely going to burn as badly as one he’d take after expelling a dozen back to back gouts of dragon’s breath. He swore if he could see his inner pilot light right now it would be burning white hot not red, yellow or blue. In fact right at this moment he could almost comprehend the human concept of heartburn.

We’ll have more about of the story later but for now lets get on with the issue shall we?

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Atticus O’Sullivan &  Granuaile MacTiernan, nor Oberon & Orlaith ( and what characters those last two are!). They are the property of author Kevin Hearne and all found in his Iron Druid series. They are used strictly in a fan fiction sense.

Additionally I neglected to post a disclaimer early on in this piece regarding the Characters of Harry Dresden (aka Wizard Dresden or Warden Dresden), Major General Toot-toot and the Faire Army. Again I do not own the rights to these characters they are the intellectual property of Jim Butcher and his The Dresden Files series of novels. They too are used strictly in a fan fiction sense.

As for the recipe for Apple Ginger Beer, its real and that I do own as do I own the concept of the magical jug and the drink known as An déantóir na giúmar maith’ in the old tongue, The Maker of Good Moods” .

Thanks to my darling Molly for pointing out my accidental omission of this disclaimer ( with a slap to the back o me head)  and its necessity to keep both authors from writing their next works about the ugly hideous and painful demise of one Lethal Leprechaun. Or  even worse turning loose a pack of Ghoul like lawyers on me.

 

No worries lad- then it still won’t be a wasted life. Frustrated maybe but not wasted. ‘Tis the chase that’s 90% o’ the fun after all!

GUN CONTROL – Bruce Willis, Ice T, Sandy Hook victim, Veteran, speak up –

 

Ask yourselves-  Do you really think that a Government that…

A. Experimented nuclear radiation on US soldiers ( Exercise Desert Rock I)
B. Conducted a biological warfare experiment releasing whooping cough bacteria (1955)
C. Smuggled Nazi war criminals into U.S (operation Paperclip).
D. Experimented mind control on unwitting citizens (MK-Ultra).
E. Smuggled firearms to Mexican drug cartels (Fast and Furious).
F. etc… [Iran Contra, Benghazi, Watergate, Veto of Keystone XL Pipeline, Iranian Nuclear Deal or pick from anyone of a hundred others – L.L.]

Really cares about YOUR WELL BEING?  Think Again!

Then, what’s the real reason behind “GUN CONTROL”?

290 million people killed by government

USSR          1917-1987               61,911,000  Killed by Gov’t

Germany      1933-1945              20,946,000  Killed by Gov’t

Japan           1936-1945                5,964,000  Killed by Gov’t

Cambodia     1975-1979                2,035,000  Killed by Gov’t

China (PRC)  1949-1987              76,702,000  Killed by Gov’t

Western Colonialism (combined)   50,000,000  Killed by Gov’t

…and on and on.

The United States Gov’t has stockpiled 1.6 BILLION hollow point bullets.  Why?

George Mason said it well…
“To disarm the people is the most effectual way to enslave them.”

Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Protect our 2nd Amendment. Protect your right to defend yourselves!

Shawn James | American Hearts (In A Wolf Sanctuary) – A. A. Bondy Cover

Watch what incredible thing happens after these two guys start singing in a wolf sanctuary!

 

Happens to Impish ALL the time reading my issues!

Obama rejects Canada-to-U.S. Keystone pipeline

WASHINGTON – The Obama administration has rejected Canadian energy giant TransCanada’s application to build the Keystone XL pipeline.

That’s according to three sources familiar with the decision who aren’t authorized to comment publicly and spoke on condition of anonymity.

The decision caps a 7-year saga that became one of the biggest environmental flashpoints of Barack Obama’s presidency.

Killing the pipeline allows Obama to claim aggressive action on the environment. That could strengthen his hand as world leaders prepare to finalize major global climate pact next month that Obama hopes will be a crowning jewel for his legacy.

Yet it also puts the president in a direct confrontation with Republicans and energy advocates that will almost surely spill over into the 2016 presidential election.

 

https://www.truthorfiction.com/susan-rice-ian-cameron-highlight-media-incest-list/

YOU HAD A HUNCH THE NEWS SYSTEM WAS RIGGED AND YOU COULDN’T PUT YOUR FINGER ON IT, HUH?

THIS MIGHT SOLVE THE PUZZLE.

 
ABC News executive producer Ian Cameron is married to Susan Rice, National Security Adviser.

CBS President David Rhodes is the brother of Ben Rhodes, Obama’s Deputy National Security Adviser for Strategic Communications.

 

ABC News correspondent Claire Shipman is married to former Whitehouse Press Secretary Jay Carney

ABC News and Univision reporter Matthew Jaffe is married to Katie Hogan, Obama’s Deputy Press Secretary

ABC President Ben Sherwood is the brother of Obama’s Special Adviser Elizabeth Sherwood

CNN President Virginia Moseley is married to former Hillary Clinton’s Deputy Secretary Tom Nides.

And now you know why it is no surprise the media is in Obama’s pocket.  Think there might be a little bias in the news ?   This may also explain the cover up of Benghazi , etc., etc., etc., etc., etc., etc., etc., etc., etc.,…….. 

Isn’t it interesting that every place you look in Obama’s administration people fill positions because of who they know, not what they know or how competent they are —- and you wonder why our country has so many problems.

THIS IS AND HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE “GREAT CHICAGO WAY” …… NEPOTISM AT ITS BEST.  THE EASIEST WAY TO COVER YOUR LIES IS WITH FAMILY !

An Irishman and his dog walk into a pub…

THAT boys and girls is an Irish Wolf Hound. A SMALL one by the look o’ it.

Police could soon be strapping this little gadget to their guns

Law enforcement is a job full of risks. When officers head off to work each day, their lives are in danger. It’s something that just comes with the job.

For police, a situation can turn deadly in the blink of an eye. Decisions must be made in split seconds, and calling for backup isn’t always an option.

This was the case for Detective Sgt. Loran “Butch” Baker, and Detective Elizabeth Butler, two officers who were killed in the line of duty. With almost 40 years of experience between them, the pair was investigating a possible assault when the assailant suddenly began firing. Sadly, the two were killed before they could request any backup.

The tragedy led Santa Cruz County Sheriff Phil Wowak to begin questioning if the event could have been avoided. He wondered if there was a way that help could have been called automatically, and that’s when he discovered Yardarm.

Yardarm is a small sensor that fits into the butt of police firearms. It works a lot like a FitBit, only instead of tracking steps, it tracks the motion of the gun. The sensor detects when the firearm has been unholstered and if it was fired. When triggered, it reports a time stamp and GPS location for where the event occurred, allowing backup to be notified immediately.

The developers of Yardarm are hoping to take the technology even further. In the few past years, several instances of police cruelty and excessive force have been in the news—the deaths of Eric Garner and Michael Brown, just to name a few. These events have placed law enforcement officers right in the spotlight, and under extreme scrutiny.

Because of this, many police departments are exploring ways to better protect their officers, as well as the public. Purchasing body cameras for every officer seems to be the most popular option, but that causes many officers to be concerned for their own rights to privacy.

This is where Yardarm believes it can help. The developers plan on improving the sensors so they sync with body cameras. Doing so would allow the camera to be turned on in the event a weapon was drawn, providing critical details of the shooting.

See more about the technology here: http://www.yardarmtech.com/

With Thanksgiving looming next week I thought I’d give you a couple of easy to make but serves a lot of people dessert ideas

Pumpkin Pie Bars

• 10 min prep time
• 2 hr. 30 min total time
• 9 ingredients
• 12 servings

Ingredients

1 can Pillsbury™ refrigerated crescent dough sheet
2 eggs
1 can (15 oz) pumpkin (not pumpkin pie mix) or homemade pumpkin puree
1 cup whipping cream
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1/4 cup corn syrup
1 tablespoon pumpkin pie spice
1/2 teaspoon salt
Sweetened whipped cream or additional pumpkin pie spice for garnish

Directions

1. Heat oven to 350°F. Line 11×7-inch pan with cooking parchment paper, leaving about 1 to 2 inches paper hanging over sides of pan.

2. Unroll 1 can Pillsbury™ refrigerated crescent dough sheet in bottom of pan; press with fingers in bottom and up sides. Set aside.

3. In large bowl, beat 2 eggs, 1 can (15 oz) pumpkin (not pumpkin pie mix), 1 cup whipping cream, 1/2 cup packed brown sugar, 1/4 cup corn syrup, 1 tablespoon pumpkin pie spice and 1/2 teaspoon salt with whisk until smooth and well blended. Pour mixture into pan over dough.

4. Bake on middle oven rack 45 to 50 minutes or until center is set. Remove from oven to cooling rack. Cool completely, about 1 hour 30 minutes.

5. Using hanging paper, lift from pan. Cut into 4 rows by 3 rows to make 12 bars or 4 rows by 4 rows to make 16 bars. Garnish each bar with whipped cream or a dusting of pumpkin pie spice. Store in refrigerator.

These are great for the people who like to nibble a whole bunch of desserts or those who like pumpkin pie filling but hate the crust

Peach Slab Pie

• 20 min prep time
• 2 hr  total time
• 6 ingredients
• 24 servings

Ingredients

1 box refrigerated pie crusts, softened as directed on box
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
1/4 cup cornstarch
2 tablespoons lemon juice
9 cups frozen sliced peaches, thawed and drained (from 4 10-oz bags)
1/2 roll  refrigerated sugar cookie

Directions

1. Heat oven to 375°F. Remove pie crusts from pouches. On lightly floured surface, unroll and stack crusts one on top of the other. Roll to 17×12-inch rectangle. Fit crust into ungreased 15x10x1-inch pan, pressing into corners. Fold extra crust even with edges of pan. Crimp edges.

2. In large bowl, mix brown sugar, cornstarch and lemon juice. Stir in peaches to coat. Spoon mixture into crust-lined pan. Break cookie dough half into coarse crumbs; sprinkle evenly over filling. (Wrap and refrigerate other half of cookie dough for another use.)

3. Bake 55 to 60 minutes or until crust is golden brown and filling is bubbling. Cool on rack 45 minutes. Cut and serve.

I’m not so sure the 24 servings on this is realistic I’m guessing more like 12 to 18.

 

The Top 5 Rejected Presidential Primary Candidate Merchandise

5. Martin O’Malley “Hello, I’m…” nametags
4. Hillary Clinton hard drives
3, The Benjamin Carson West Point Scholarship
2. Rick Santorum tipless condoms

And the Number One Rejected Presidential Primary Candidate Merchandise…

1. Ben Carson sedatives

 

Hamtramck elects Muslim-majority city council

Hamtramck makes history by becoming the first city in the U.S. to have a Muslim majority on its City Council, as Yemenis and Bangladeshis replace Poles.

Hamtramck residents have elected a Muslim majority to the city’s six-member city council, symbolizing the demographic changes that have transformed the city once known for being a Polish Catholic enclave.

In Tuesday’s election — with six candidates running for three seats — the top three vote-getters were Muslim, while the bottom three were non-Muslim. Two of the Muslim candidates, Anam Miah and Abu Musa, are incumbent city councilmen, while newcomer Saad Almasmari, the top vote-getter, also was elected. The seat of another Muslim incumbent councilman, Mohammed Hassan, was not up for re-election, and incumbent City Councilman Robert Zwolak came in fifth place.

Some believe the city is the first in the U.S. with a Muslim majority on its city council. Four of the six council members will be Muslim: three of them of Bangladeshi descent and one Yemeni.

“Hamtramck has made history,” said Hamtramck community leader Bill Meyer. “The election was far from close, with the three Muslim winners each gaining over 1,000 votes, while the other three candidates garnered less than 700 votes each.”

Councilman Musa, who came in second place, told the Free Press that he will work to represent everyone in the city regardless of background.

“I’m a very good Muslim,” said Musa, an immigrant from Bangladesh. “I try my best to pray five times (a day), but when I get elected, every single ethnic votes for me, not (only) the Muslim vote for me, but Christians, every single ethnic group, African-Americans, Polish. I’m a good friend of the Polish.”

“I represent every single citizen in Hamtramck,” he said. “I’m serving all city of Hamtramck.”

Formerly known for its Polish population, Hamtramck is now about 24% Arab (mostly Yemeni); 19% African American; 15% Bangladeshi; 12% Polish; and 6% Yugoslavian (many Bosnian), according to U.S. Census figures.

The percentage of residents who are Muslim is unclear since the U.S. Census does not ask about religion. Estimates of the Muslim population range from one-third to more than one-half of city residents.

Almost all of the Yemeni Americans in Hamtramck are Muslim, while the growing Bangaldeshi-American community in Hamtramck has Muslims, Hindus, and Buddhists. The city has a Bangladeshi Hindu temple and Bangladeshi mosques.

On Friday, Gov. Rick Snyder attended the opening of Bangla Town, an area that will celebrate Bangladeshi-American culture in Hamtramck and bordering Detroit neighborhoods. About 41% of the city are immigrants, the highest percentage among cities in metro Detroit. Pope John Paul II, who was Polish, visited Hamtramck in 1987; a statue of him commemorating his visit is in a city park.

Three of the Muslims on Hamtramck’s City Council are of Bangladeshi descent, while Almasmari is of Yemeni descent. The council’s only other Arab-American Muslim in its history was Abdul Algazali, who died in February.

The issue of Islam has sometimes come up in recent years as the Muslim population grows. After contentious debate, the city allowed in 2004 the Muslim call to prayer to be broadcast publicly five times a day from mosques through loudspeakers.

The call to prayer has drawn complaints from residents who say it’s loud and intrusive, waking them up early and bothering them. City Council candidate Susan Dunn, who came in fourth place, raised the issue during the campaign, prompting a response from Almasmari during a city council meeting last month.

“We all want to live peacefully and respectfully,” he said to the council during the October meeting, according to a video he posted to his Facebook account. “Our special thing is … the diversity in this town.”

Almasmari said the call to prayer “is not as loud as (Dunn) thinks.” Moreover, if “we are considering the call to prayer as noise,” then so would “the loud music all night long while we are sleeping.”

“We as Muslims respect our neighbors and we don’t like to bother anybody,” he said. “As the Prophet Mohammed said: he who believes in Allah and the last day, let him not harm his neighbors.”

Meyer, who is not Muslim, said that Muslims in Hamtramck “have helped bring stability, security and sobriety while lessening the amount of drugs and crime in the city.”

Doesn’t sound too bad on the surface right? Wait it gets rapidly worse.

Muslim political comments about Hamtramck causes concern

A eyebrow-raising video has some in the Hamtramck community concerned about being divided. [Click the link above to see the video]

HAMTRAMCK, Mich. – History in Hamtramck as voters elected the first majority Muslim city council in the country.

But rather than ease racial tensions, the comments from a Muslim organizer threaten to divide.
It was a historic moment Tuesday, but followed by a controversial comment that may create or widen the rift between the growing Muslim and shrinking Polish community in Hamtramck.

“Today we show the Polish and everybody else,” said Ibrahim Algahim in cell phone video.

The comments touched a nerve.

It came after Hamtramck voters elected America’s first Muslim majority city council in a town where the Polish community held the power for decades.

Cathie Lisinki-Gordon, a former  councilmember,  was one of Tuesday’s losers and was surprised at the comment.

“I’m shocked that he said that. I’m a very good friend of his,” she said. “I cannot believe that he would ever profile any select group. Especially when his community has felt ostracized and profiled for many years.”

The statement was immediately rebuffed by many present at the Muslim candidates’ victory lab

Saad Almasmari, the top vote getter, was one of them.

I only have one thing to say to the Polish community of Hamtramck with regard to these Muslims ‘showing you now”:

OOGAHWASSA! OOGAHWASSA! Beat them in the head with a big Kielbasa!

The pork content alone will scare the crap out of them!

GET YOUR ‘MUSLIM IN A MINUTE’ TSA DISGUISE HERE!

Remember what I said in the opening banner about why I prefer flying rainbows? Go ahead scroll back and look back I’ll wait… back? Good! Well since that only works for Fairies , the Fae and Leprechauns, here is a little something to help the rest of you out with your TSA groping your privates problem.

You know how humiliating it is passing through TSA security checks these days! You’re tired of having your tingly parts felt up by $7 an hour perverts and waiting in long, hot lines full of fellow American would-be terrorists and Jews! Now AngryWhiteImam Products, Inc. has the answer!

It’s the ‘Muslim For A Minute” TSA Disguise!’ Now you can easily bypass the long, insulting TSA security lines waiting to be groped by using your very own ‘Muslim For A Minute’ costume! That’s right! In seconds you can change your appearance from an mild-mannered infidel to the most hardened Muslim terrorist!

The Muslim For A Minute TSA disguise comes complete with:

– One disposable black burqa
– One Hijab head covering
– One authentic looking Koran cover to put over your latest novel
– One pair of sandals with patented “Dust of Mecca” coating
– Four pounds of authentic looking temporary body hair (*three pounds for women’s disguise)
– One can of goat scent that will frighten away even the most determined TSA agent
– One CAIR membership card

With your Muslim For A Minute disguise, you’ll be easily able to pass by TSA without a care! If an agent mistakenly pulls you aside for inspection, you can flash your CAIR card, shout “Islamaphobia” and go on your way! It’s as easy as decapitating a Jew! The only thing the TSA hates more than bombs on jets is being called Islamophobic by Muslims dedicated to killing Americans by putting bombs on jets!

So why go through long lines and invasive pat downs with all those ordinary Jews and Christians? With your ‘Muslim For A Minute’ costume, you’ll declare a politically correct jihad on time-wasting pat downs by unemployable TSA goons! Once through the TSA checkpoint, you can easily dispose of your ‘Muslim For A Minute’ disguise and return to being a regular Satanic infidel dog!

But wait, there’s more!!! If you order now, we’ll throw in your very own bomb vest crafted by hand in Syria by real ISIS Imams! It’s so compact only you will know you’re wearing it as you will be safely ushered through the long lines of infidel travelers waiting to receive their full-body inspections!

But wait!!! There’s still more!! Act now and you’ll receive not one…but two beheading knives! They slice, they dice, they circumcise! (female circumcision only, please!)

Don’t waste your valuable travel time being stripped searched or having your naked body scans placed on the internet! You’ll look and smell so authentically Muslim in your ‘Muslim In A Minute’ disguise that you’ll be praising Allah and shouting Shama Lama Ding Dong as you board the plane!

So call now and get your Muslim For A Minute TSA disguise for only $19.99!!** Our operators are standing….bye!

**AK-47 and IED exploding device sold separately.

 

Eskimo with a Turbo on his dog sled.

VIRAL VIDEO: University of Louisville swim team has fun at the airport

Team was stuck at North Carolina airport for seven hours.

 

The University of Louisville swim and dive team decided to have some fun with the people movers at the Raleigh-Durham International Airport.

The team was stuck at the airport for seven hours and chose to make the funny video.

Since posting it on Facebook, the video has been viewed close to 2 million times.

I’m worried that one of these days our Mythical Creatures Vet will say that about poor Impish! Wait! You don’t think it’s already happened do you? It would explain so much!

Man Was “Packing” And Wearing Hoodie When Cop Pulls Him Over… Media Refuses To Report Story

A black man wearing a hoodie and carrying a gun was recently pulled over by police Tuesday [10/27/2015] because his vehicle had a broken headlight. No one was killed or injured during during their exchange and that’s probably why you won’t hear about it in the mainstream news.

Steven Hildreth was headed to work when Tuscon, Arizona, police officers pulled him over for a broken headlight.

Hildreth was wearing a hoodie and was also carrying a concealed weapon — two things that would land him in a heap of trouble if you believe the current narrative about police brutality against black men.

However, instead of a violent confrontation, these men had a respectful exchange that ended well.

Hildreth, a member of the National Guard, is legally able to carry a concealed weapon. Hildreth also respects the law, so when he was pulled over, he complied with the police.

When asked if he had a weapon, he told the officers he did. They removed the weapon for the safety of everyone involved as they ran Hildreth’s license and registration.

They left Hildreth a bit shocked when he returned.

“I’m a black man wearing a hoodie and strapped. According to certain social movements, I shouldn’t be alive right now because the police are allegedly out to kill minorities,” Hildreth wrote.

“Maybe … just maybe … that notion is bunk,” he added. “Maybe if you treat police officers with respect, they will do the same to you.”

Please share this story  to spread some positive news regarding the police and how they handled this American citizen with respect.

  Wow imagine that, a Black man with a gun treated a police encounter where he was guilty of doing something wrong with calm, respect and  co-operation.  In response he received the same in return.

Make you wonder when the gang bangers, the ‘yo gots to be showin’ me sum respect while I disrespect you’ crowd, the ‘I ain’t taking responsibility fo muh crime but don’t tase or shoot me when I attack yo azz ta be makin muh getaway bro’ posse and the ‘Black Live Matter liberal entitlement/payroll ‘crowd are going to wake the hell up!

Seriously! How hard is the so old its literally biblical concept ‘that which ye sow so shall ye reap’ to fricken understand?

 

Well that’s it for the week folks…What? Huh? OH! THE STORY! Okay, here’s the rest of it. Quitcherbitchin already sheesh!

Still smiling mischievously, eyes twinkling with mirth Lethal in full brogue asked, for the obvious benefit of the table, “Is the punch not to you’re liking Impish darlin’?”

“Wha…wha…wheeze…what the hell is that stuff? An organic paint stripper?” queried Impish peering suspiciously into his tankard.

Atticus replies with faux indignation “‘Tis an ancient recipe handed down master to apprentice in our profession for thousands of years…and I can say that with great certainty. I will not give it away, but to say it contains Mead, Honey Wine, Hard Cider, Apple Jack and Poteen which is the Irish version of Moonshine among other things. We call it ‘An déantóir na giúmar maith’ in the old tongue, The Maker of Good Moods”

“I didn’t know the profession of  house painting had been around” so long mumbled Impish as he again sniffed his tankard before taking a much smaller more cautious sip only to discover that in addition to everything else, the drink was apparently also effervescent. Not only that, but he discovered that he had no need to swallow it, for as he was rolling it around his tongue to get the full flavor profile, it seemed to seep right into his tongue. Impish knew this was a sign that it had such low a vapor point the heat of his own body, which was several degrees higher than a human’s, had caused it to vaporize right in his mouth. Granuaile chuckled at this while taking several swallows from her tankard much to Impish’s amazement. “Mayhap its that forked tongue of your doubling the impact it has.” she suggested merrily.

Impish reached to help himself to a sausage, some bread and cheese hoping to slow the burn presently eating it’s way through his first stomach with food. “I’m pretty sure you in violation of the Hazardous Materials Transportation Uniform Safety Act by transporting that stuff in an unmarked non fire proof container.”

“Bah!” retorted Atticus, ” I don’t see a single one of the 5 or 6 placards that should be affixed to you to be legally in compliance with the HMTUS when moving about Dragon. Besides, the jug is actually empty. It only fills when we pour from it and then only enough ta fill the tankards o’ those present. ‘Tis how we insure that the recipe remains our secret.”

Impish takes another cautious sip and finds each one burns slightly less. Before he can say anything else Lethal interrupts him. “I asked Atticus and Granuaile here to consult on your campground’s….defacement problem. They were kind enough to offer to pick up your family and the Dire Wolves to see them safely transported here by a means as far as we can tell is thus far blocked to Hillary and her ASSHAT minions.”

“So you’re what then, some sort of magical lawn and landscaping business?” ask Impish before he even thought the better of it. Frowning at the tankard which was now only about half empty he pushed it away, turning to beckon one of the disguised as wait staff virgins over requesting one of the beverages Lethal had come up with for the party, an Apple Ginger Beer. He looked back at the two robed figures and said “My  sincere apologies. I meant no affront. Clearly that is not a drink fit for Dragons or at least not this one, as I generally have manners much better than that. You brought my family to me safely in times of severe threat and deserve my thanks and gratitude, not my sass and attitude.”

“No offense is taken, while inaccurate, your categorization is not totally off base, just extreme in its over simplification. You could accurately say we’re Naturalists, experts on the subject without peers. Magical ones in fact.”

“So then your Dr…”  Impish’s question is sudden cut off by a bullet pass completion of a Nerf football  from Lethal’s costume to his open mouth. “Ixnay on the ‘D’ word Impish. There are those of serious power and muscle who would like to see these two dead as badly as Hillary wants us out of the picture. Understand? They’re just Atticus and Granuaile a couple friends of mine who stopped by to join our celebration with their very large very fierce and capable hunting dogs. Very large very fierce and very capable hunting dogs. Are you picking up what I’m putting down here?”

Impish nods before quaffing his Apple Ginger Beer deeply while sparing a sidelong glance at the two dogs whose attention is now focused on him. He swallows deliberately a final time. “I’ve got it. But seriously Lethal, there really should be a briefing memo on what is and isn’t permissible to say around you friends before new ones arrive. So many have do’s and don’ts that are too easy to run afoul of.”

To Impish’s shock Lethal erupts into howls of laughter. Wiping his eye he says “That is quite true Impish and had I meant for you to be apart of this impromptu meeting I’d have briefed you. However your point is well taken for the next time.”

“You’re unusually happy and relaxed. Maybe you should keep that jug around and intersperse your cups of coffee with tankards of it on a daily basis.” responds Impish as he looks around suspiciously. Usually when Lethal is in this good a mood, Impish is about to be the fall guy in some prank or joke of Lethal’s devising. Halloween and the party in particular would be a perfect time for such a thing my Lethal’s devious standards.

“Why shouldn’t I be happy? I’ve learned Obama will, in the coming week, shoot literally every Democrat’s campaign in the foot by vetoing the Keystone XL pipeline. This will have the effect of hijacking the entire election making it about Energy, American Independence from Foreign Oil, American Jobs and the failing of the American Oil Industry as a whole, all subjects Republicans love.

I’ve gained solid evidence of a conspiracy of nepotism &/or an old boys network between the White House and the Liberal Lame/Blame Stream Media which I’m going to make public Wednesday. Hamtrack, a Detroit suburb has elected a Muslim majority City Council that’s already making noise about finally sticking it to and showing the Polish community majority, which will also wind up hurting the liberals and their let everybody in and give them entitlements so they vote for us practices.

I spent a good part of the day in contact with some of my more esoteric research resources and learned how Hillary is controlling the Flying Monkeys. Seems there is  an object, namely Gayelette’s Golden Cap required to control them and a pretty large limitation on that control. That information has been passed on successfully to a faction calling themselves ‘Friends of Fred’ who are already taking steps to achieve a measure of vengeance for Fred’s death and at the same time hopefully remedy this situation.

Finally your campground now shows no signs of the damage it did earlier from the attack and has gained a ‘protector’ of a sort. OH! And here’s a briefing bullet point on that for you:

Absolutely no major alterations or digging of any kind whatsoever in the Campground or the surrounding forest at any time under any circumstances w/o first letting me know so that Atticus or Granuaile can be present for it. Failure to heed this is a sure recipe for a major batch of unpleasantness that I will not be able to do anything for you about.

I’d say that’s not a bad half a Saturday’s work and that while Hillary might see last night as winning the battle by the end of Wednesday’s issue we’ll have come back nicely and be well on our way to winning the war. All in all certainly reason a a rather jovial outlook and a wee bit of celebrating, wouldn’t you say my friend?” said Lethal holding his tankard up as if in toast towards Impish.

Impish stared at Lethal for a moment digesting all that he’d just heard, then looked down at his half full Apple Ginger Beer. Sudden he reached out and grabbed his old tankard refilling his Apple Ginger Beer to full from it. Banging his against the other three, he happily responds “I’ll can drink to that pal, I’ll can sure as hell drink to that.”

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Atticus O’Sullivan &  Granuaile MacTiernan, nor Oberon & Orlaith. They are the property of author Kevin Hearne and all found in his Iron Druid series. They are used strictly in a fan fiction sense.

Additionally I neglected to post a disclaimer early on in this piece regarding the Characters of Harry Dresden (aka Wizard Dresden or Warden Dresden), Major General Toot-toot and the Faire Army. Again I do not own the rights to these characters they are the intellectual property of Jim Butcher and his The Dresden Files series of novels.

As for the recipe for Apple Ginger Beer, its real and that I do own as do I own the concept of the magical jug and the drink known as An déantóir na giúmar maith’ in the old tongue, The Maker of Good Moods” .

Thank to my darling Molly for pointing out my accidental omission of this disclaimer and its necessity to keep both authors from writing their next works about the ugly hideous and painful demise of one Lethal Leprechaun. Or  even worse turning loose a pack of Ghoul like lawyers on me.

OK I’ve got to make this fast as I’m slightly late with this due to a serious of call outs this weekend leaving me way behind schedule dog tired (why do call outs on weekends only happen even after the bars have sense enough to close for the night?) and the resulting sleep deprived slight absence of mind until I got most of a pot of coffee in me. Not only that but the other reason for making this opening fast is I don’t know how much longer Paul will be up and awake at his age.

None of this however diminishes the heartfelt wishes that go into us here at DL-LL Digital Media Enterprises Saying-

Happy Birthday to Patron Reader PaulK9!

According to his wife Ginny this is a baby picture of PaulK9. While I have my doubts he was ever this good looking even as a baby, I’m in no position to argue with her about it.

I understand you’re in for a treat tonight Paul, Ginny told me she’s going to cook you that pork chop that’s been hanging around your neck so the dog would play with you!

But seriously, from all of us here at DL-LL Digital Media Enterprises all the best on you special day.

And now, a few words from you’re alter ego/ nickname!

Happy Birthday Baby!

And now here’s Impish to help you put out that bonfire you’re passing off as a birthday cake!

And now a birthday wish from a few of your intellectual peers!

 

Be sure to leave your best wishes for PaulK9 in the comment section!

Good Morning Campers,

Okay, I gotta talk about this right up front.  Wasn’t Lethal Leprechaun’s Veteran’s Day Special Issue something truly extraordinary?  I got to the second video and I had tears on my cheeks and my voice cracked badly as I sang along with Lewis Shaeffer and his amazing a cappella performance of the entire Star Spangled Banner.  Truly heart touching!

And the song, “The Eagle Cried”, oh man.  Did that one hurt, deeply.

But the one that hit the hardest, at least for me, was the Food City commercial.  You remember the one, where the grandfather (at least I assumed it was his grandfather) dressed out in his old uniform, in order to welcome his grandson home.  And prior to anything else, a salute was exchanged.  The salute is a tradition of one warrior acknowledging and greeting a fellow warrior.  Those of you who are not familiar with the tradition and camaraderie of the hand salute, may not realize that the way it is supposed to work, the junior (in rank) individual is to salute the senior ranked person.  It looks like the young man is an NCO in the Army, and of course the grandfather is an officer, but if you notice, the grandfather salutes first, signifying his acceptance of someone superior.  But, then in the middle of the salute, the roles reverse and the grandfather ends his salute so that the younger man can end his.  Very symbolic, very honor-filled and very, very heartfelt to me.

But, as Lethal said, the most important piece in the entire issue was the “Homeless Veterans: Stand Down!” It is unbelievable to me how poorly we treat those returning heroes.  I guess you could say that, both of us, Lethal Leprechaun and Impish Dragon are two of the lucky ones.  It could EASILY have been so much different.

Thank you, my comrade, my brother-in-arms, my true and deep friend, Lethal Leprechaun, for putting together this marvelous tribute and again surpassing your previous years, unsurpassable, issues.

Now, before we get started on the laffs, how about we check in on our gang and where we left off last week….

 

And perhaps we’ll get to see what Impish was brought to see…later, for now…

 

Okay, this one is a laugh just for fun…

This one is so bad, we need to track down the person who sent it to me and beat them with a box of lead-lined saltines.

You want to know what a quick thinker and how devious Lethal is?  Read this true story:

One of the pieces of property that Lethal owns is an old farm with lots of property.He had a large pond in the back. It was properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple and peach trees.

 

He’s my friggin’ HERO!

 

I’ve mentioned to you all, many times, that pizza is God’s food.  When we all die and go to heaven, Pizza is going to be one of the few foods that will be available to eat!  You’re damn right that pizza tastes like skinny can go fuck itself.

 

As some of you may know, my son, the Whelpling, whom we have on the show once or twice, is a semi truck driver.  He tells this story from one of his favorite truck stop waitresses:

 

That was bloody awful! 

 

 

This picture affected a lot of us.  Me, Lethal, Paul, The Wolf, K2 and several others. 

This is one of my favorite pics of all time.  We were all on the beach, one of the ones at the Resort Mountain, and one of our staff members is paid to make sand art for the pleasure of our members.  He also takes the time to teach anyone who is interested in making better sand castles and stuff like that.  Anyway, we didn’t realize he was doing a piece on us until he was about done with it.  That’s me with Diaman and Ginny.  He made them as kids because he said he “captured the child that is in each of them.”  I thought it was pretty good.

 

 

 

Now that I’m older here’s what I’ve discovered:

1. I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

2. My wild oats are mostly enjoyed with prunes and all-bran.

3. I finally got my head together, and now my body is falling apart.

4. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.

5. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.

6. If all is not lost, then where the heck is it?

7. It was a whole lot easier to get older, than to get wiser.

8. Some days, you’re the top dog, some days you’re the hydrant; the early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

9. I wish the buck really did stop here. I sure could use a few of them.

10. Kids in the back seat cause accidents.

11. Accidents in the back seat cause kids.

12. It’s hard to make a comeback when you haven’t been anywhere.

13. The world only beats a path to your door when you’re in the bathroom.

14. If God wanted me to touch my toes, he’d have put them on my knees.

15. When I’m finally holding all the right cards, everyone wants to play chess.

16. It’s not hard to meet expenses . . . they’re everywhere.

17. The only difference between a rut, and a grave is the depth.

18. These days, I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter . .

I go somewhere to get something, and then wonder what I’m “here after”.

19. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course, this one was sent in by a woman…in fact…it was sent in by Ginny. 

Does that sound a little sexist to you?  I know, right!

 

 

 

 

That, my dear campers, is the PERFECT example of what this president is ALL ABOUT!

 

And people out there REALLY think this bitch on a broom should be our next president!!!

 

And THAT, is the perfect example of the rest of the friggin’ administration.

 

And again, I say, there are people out there who WANT her in charge!

 

My name is Impish Dragon and I agree with that statement.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A quick portrait of our last Poker Night.

 

 

 

A group of fellows always enjoyed their game of golf, but one of the boys was having trouble seeing the ball. His friends kept telling him he needed glasses. Finally, he bought himself a pair and his game improved 100%. Back in the clubroom they were talking over a few beers.

“You’re playing better since you got your glasses,” one said.

“You’re right, I look down and the ball’s as big as a basketball, just can’t miss it now,” he said. After a few more beers, he said. “Gotta go to the toilet, be back in a minute.”

When he came back, all the front of his trousers were wet.

“Gee, what happened to you?” his mates asked.

“Don’t know,” he replied, “got in there, pulled it out and it looked too big for mine, so I put it back!”

 

Okay, so that one should’ve gotten a groaner warning as well, but I can’t do all the work for you guys.  You need to figure some of these out for yourselves.

 

 

And the eternal question is, Why the hell can’t you put the seat down yourselves?  Okay, the seat is down and we want to use it, we put the seat up and when done, you expect us to put the seat back down again.
But, if the seat is up and you want to use it, why do you get mad?  Put the damn seat down and do you business.  And quite frankly, if you leave it down (or up for that matter) it really doesn’t matter to us…one way OR the other.

 

 

 

And what did we learn from the last two pictures?  Anyone?  Anyone?  Bueller?
We learned to not fuck with cats; they have wicked fast skills.

 

At home at Lethal Leprechaun’s house

 

Ninja Kitties at work…

 

COUPLE TWO

 

COUPLE THREE

 

It’s all about the camera angle.

 

Talk about not being able to follow directions!

A water Bed in a German furniture store.

Note that the sign says NOT to get on the bed, but oh well..the best way to motivate people

to do something is to put up a sign saying
“Don’t……..!”
Turn on speakers and watch people trying out the water bed.
It’s in German, but that only makes it funnier.
Watch for the last two ladies !

 

Oh, so he’s going to my doctor.

 

Okay, so I don’t know if the part about the Washington Post is correct, but in all honesty, who cares?  It’s still funny as hell

 

 

Sometime this year, we taxpayers will again receive another ‘Economic Stimulus’ payment.

This is indeed a very exciting program, and I’ll explain it by using a Q & A format:

Q. What is an ‘Economic Stimulus’ payment ?

A. It is money that the federal government will send to taxpayers.

Q.Where will the government get this money ?

A. From taxpayers.

Q. So the government is giving me back my own money ?

A. Only a smidgen of it.

Q. What is the purpose of this payment ?

A. The plan is for you to use the money to purchase a ; high-definition TV set, thus stimulating the economy.

Q. But isn’t that stimulating the economy of China ?

A. Shut up.

Below is some helpful advice on how to best help the U.S. Economy by spending your stimulus check wisely:

* If you spend the stimulus money at Wal-Mart, the money will ; go to China or Sri Lanka .

* If you spend it on gasoline, your money will go to the Arabs.

* If you purchase a computer, it will go to India , Taiwan or ; China …

* If you purchase fruit and vegetables, it will go to Mexico , Honduras and Guatemala …

* If you buy an efficient car, it will go to Japan or Korea .

* If you purchase useless stuff, it will go to Taiwan .

* If you pay your credit cards off, or buy stock, it will go      ;   to management bonuses and they will hide it offshore.

Instead, keep the money in America by:

1) Spending it at yard sales, or

2) Going to ball games, or

3) Spending it on prostitutes, or

4) Beer or

5) Tattoos.

(These are the only American businesses still operating in the U.S. )

Conclusion:

Go to a ball game with a tattooed prostitute that you met at a yard sale and drink beer all day !

No need to thank me, I’m just glad I could be of help

 

 

With all this transgender talk going on, I feel it’s time I share my secret…
I’m transfinancial, which means that I am a rich man born in a poor man’s body…
Please send me your money so I can fix my financial identity issue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, so I just reviewed this issue, and the damn thing is HUGE!!!!  I hope you guys are enjoying reading it, I think it’s probably at least an hour since we got started here and we still have a little bit left to go through.  So, let’s get back to it again.

 

This is a wonderful post by a very smart girl…

Brilliant Missouri Student Makes Facebook Post About the Protests

I’m sure by now you’ve noticed that the University of Missouri has taken a beating with all the protests about racial insensitivity.

The whole situation began because an inebriated student began using racial slurs, which led to members of the football team refusing to practice or play.

The University of Missouri system’s president, Tim Wolfe, and chancellor, R. Bowen Loftin, were forced to resign thanks to radicals who deemed the school had done little to combat racism.

Here’s a fantastic take by a female student at Mizzou regarding the current situation…

Strong words, but factual.

Because of the actions of a few, everyone gets punished. Or, the motto by which liberals live their lives.

The president and chancellor may have “resigned,” but that’s only because the football team earns so much cash that they couldn’t afford to have to forfeit games. So really, they were pushed out for being white males who looked the other way – or whatever.

This situation should prove that political correctness ruins everything.

 

Okay, so someone put a LOT of effort into this video, and even though it’s actually an ad for Trump, you still need to watch this…especially those of you of the military persuasion.

 

This is an oldie, but goodie.  I like it a lot.

 

Tom in deep thoughts is sitting calm, very quiet.

Jerry asks, “What is wrong with you, Tom?”

“Please don’t ask.”

“I am your childhood friend. Talk to me.”

“My seven year old son made my secretary pregnant.”

“That’s not possible.”

“No, he did.”

“How’s that possible?”

“He punctured my condoms!”

 

 

 

Let’s tune back in to our heroes before we leave today’s issue and see where they are

 

You find yourselves in the unfamiliar position of having to quietly sit talking among yourselves while waiting on Lethal who is rarely if ever late for the issue’s presentation. Even Diaman and Ginny seem to know nothing regarding the cause of the delay when queried.

This has given you time to note the many extra unfilled seats in areas of the room, patron’s and general seating. The staff and CyberLethals have been polite but insistent that the first two seats in every row remain empty in accord with their instructions from Lethal.

Suddenly the sounds of a band striking up a march enters the conference room, both from the hall and from the speakers about the room as the screens become live showing a long shot of the empty hallway leading to the conference room. Now in addition to the band you hear an upwell of voices, male and female united as one calling out loud and proud in a cadence:

The Warrior Song

 

As the cadence starts you see an honor guard followed by flags begin to appear from a side hall 3 flags flank each side to the Stars & Stripes, one each for the 5 Branches of the armed services and the black and white flag honoring our POW/MIAs. Directly behind them leading a host of Veterans 4 abreast each proudly marching to the best of is ability and/or disability are two grizzled but somehow vaguely familiar figures, one a Marine Officer, one an Air Force NCO.

As the color guard enters the room the Air Force NCO barks out the order, “Color Guard! Wheel Right…WHEEL!” The right side man marks time in place turning slight with each step and the left side man slowly begin a swing to the right. Once they are in prefect line abreast again they flawlessly still in synchronized step once again begin moving forward. This repeats with precision as each set of flags enters the room followed by the the Officer and NCO who after making his turn calls out again in a loud voice “COLUMN! Right Wheel Turn… WHEEL!” The same flawless execution is performed by the Veteran’s whom you see are dressed in all manner of garb.

Some wear khakis, white shirts and ties appropriate to their branch of service along with blue blazers and overseas caps denoting them as members of a specific post of the VFW. Others wear their dress uniforms to various degrees, some are simply in slacks and sport coats whose lapels bear American Flags and the Insignia of their Service Branch. Other wear the BDU of activity duty service men and women. There are more than a smattering of medals worn on uniforms, ribbons about necks or small depictions pinned to lapels on these people.

Finally there are those veterans of a different breed. These are dressed in denim, heavy boots, T-shirts of various Patriotic messages or in support/reminding us of our POW and MIAs over which  vests are worn. Many of these grizzled vets sport long hair and/or beards, Tattoos with the names of unpronounceable locations and dates from the 60s & 70s many of their vest announce their affiliation with motorcycle groups, some even the Patriot Guard. Most of these men have one thing in common, a haunted look in their eyes speaking to some unknown horror they have witnessed and will never stop seeing in their minds, the look their brothers call ‘the thousand yard stare.’

As you have been taking all this in the Color Guard has marched to its position in front of the stage now flanked to either side by the Honor Guard, As the first of the Column of Veterans arrive at the head of the seating area the Air Force NCO (whom you begin to suspect of having eyes in the back of his head) again bellows out a rapid fire set of orders which are instantly obeyed: “DETAIL! HALT!…Detail- ATTEN-SION! REN-DER HON-ORS!” Crisp salutes are snapped and held while tears mist in some of the Vets eyes and a few throats are cleared as all the service flags and the POW/MIA flag dip in honor of the American flag before the NCO again speaks “Two! DETAIL! PUH-RAID REST!” Moving as one and sound as one giant boot. the vets assume a more relaxed posture, feet shoulder with apart, hands crossed at the small of their back.

The Officer and NCO now salute each other then split heading for the stairs at each end of the stage and momentarily disappear behind the curtains at either side of the stage. However instead of reappearing at the podium it is the familiar figures of Lethal Leprechaun and Impish Dragon who emerge seconds later from behind the curtains to stand at the podium. They both gaze proudly our from the stage misty eyed each issuing nods of recognition to certain individuals as eyes meet before Impish calls out “AT EASE! Be seated”

Lethal steps to the podium and begins:

Ladies & Gentleman of the readership, my brothers and sisters in arms,

The term ‘Ex-soldier’ is a gross misnomer we have been led to buy into by our Government and especially the liberals who would have us all caged behind a sign reading “Break Glass Only in Case of War.  Well I stand here to tell you that:

There is no such thing as an ‘Ex-soldier’.

That title and our ranks are EARNED by us, never just given to us and what you earn is yours FOREVER. Our government knows this but prefers we didn’t or at least didn’t believe in it and the oath we took for it so deeply. THAT is why they fear us, want us disarmed using any feint that can come up with, and why under the ‘Napolitano Doctrine of Homeland Security’ they label us ‘Potential Homegrown Domestic Terrorists.

However we soldiers took a sacred oath. We swore to protect and defend the United States of America against ALL enemies, foreign AND DOMESTIC. While today is about honoring and supporting those who served and those who presently serve, it is also a chance for Veterans to come together to remind our Government that they only Govern us at the sufferance of WE THE PEOPLE, that their might is in actual fact OUR might. That our Founding Fathers INTENDED that the Government fear us, to prevent the sort of Big Brother Tyranny we slide presently closer to with each day.

It is about sending them the message that we answered a call to arms once and we can again if they make it necessary for us to do so to keep our sacred oaths.

Ladies and gentleman of the readership, I ask you to stand and join with me in applauding these Veterans and thanking them for their Sacrifice and Service. God Bless them and keep them safe from harm and God Bless the United States so that they may never have the cause to keep their oaths domestically.

Ladies and Gentleman- Please put down your mugs and stand for our National Anthem, that for which our Veterans have stood for, stood by and stand for, sung by a Veteran.

National Anthem, Full Version! Four Verses, Lewis Shaeffer

 

This is one of the very few times a year that you will see anything in one of my issues come before coffee. That alone should demonstrate the level of  reverence for  and depth of love I hold for  our country.

Yesterday marked the 240th Birthday of the United State Marine Corps

 

 

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Get it straight: The difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day

(CNN)We are here to make sure you don’t embarrass yourself.

Inevitably, someone says something demonstrating confusion over the difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day. Allow us to explain it to you.

Memorial Day: Celebrated the last Monday in May, Memorial Day is the holiday set aside to pay tribute to those who died serving in the military.

The website for the United States Department of Veterans Affairs recounts the start of Memorial Day this way:

“Three years after the Civil War ended, on May 5, 1868, the head of an organization of Union veterans — the Grand Army of the Republic (GAR) — established Decoration Day as a time for the nation to decorate the graves of the war dead with flowers. Maj. Gen. John A. Logan declared that Decoration Day should be observed on May 30. It is believed that date was chosen because flowers would be in bloom all over the country.”

The passage of the National Holiday Act of 1971 by Congress made it an official holiday.

Veterans Day: This federal holiday falls on November 11 and is designated as a day to honor all who have served in the military. According to Military.com, Veterans Day began as Armistice Day to honor the end of World War I, which officially took place on November 11, 1918.

“In 1954, after having been through both World War II and the Korean War, the 83rd U.S. Congress — at the urging of the veterans service organizations — amended the Act of 1938 by striking out the word “Armistice” and inserting the word “Veterans,” the site says. “With the approval of this legislation on June 1, 1954, November 11 became a day to honor American veterans of all wars.”

A joint service color guard sets the POW/MIA table during Eglin’s POW/MIA remembrance ceremony

For those who cannot read the print on the graphic:

This table is our way of symbolizing that members of our profession of arms are missing
from our midst. They are commonly call POW’s or MIA’s We call them brothers.
They are unable to be with us and so we remember them.

This table set for one is small… it symbolizes the frailty of one prisoner against his oppressors.

The table cloth is white… it symbolizes the purity of their intentions to respond to their country’s
call to arms.

The single rose displayed in a vase reminds us of the families and loved ones of our comrades
in arms who keep faith awaiting their return.

The red ribbon tied so prominently on the
vase is reminiscent of the red ribbon worn on the lapel and breasts of
thousands who bear witness to their unyielding determination to demand
a proper accounting for our missing.

A slice of lemon is on the bread plate…to remind us of their bitter fate.

There is salt upon the bread plate… symbolic of the family’s tears as they wait.

The glass is inverted… they cannot toast with us tonight.

The chair is empty… they are not here. Remember… all of you who served with them and called them comrades, who depended on their might and aid, and relied on them…
for surely… they have not forsaken you.

 

240 years of Army uniforms in 2 minutes

 

Military Scholarships for Spouses and Children | Folds of Honor

https://www.foldsofhonor.org/

 

The iconic 93-foot-high (28 m) lighthouse-like Massachusetts Veterans War Memorial Tower.

The Veterans War Memorial Tower was approved by the state legislature in October 1930, supported by Senator Theodore Plunkett of Adams and Governor Frank G. Allen. A war memorial had been proposed as early as 1918 for Boston’s Charles River Basin; other proposed locations included Beacon Hill and Copley Square. After more than a decade of debate, Mount Greylock was selected as the site for the monument. It was designed by Boston-based architects Maginnis & Walsh, and built by contractors J.G. Roy & Son of Springfield in 1931-32 at a cost of $200,000. It takes the form of a perpetually lighted beacon to honor the state’s dead from World War I (and subsequent conflicts). The light was at the time the strongest beacon in Massachusetts, with a nighttime visible range of up to 70 miles.

The architectural design of the tower, a 93-foot (28 m) tall shaft with eight frieze-framed observation openings, was intended to have no suggestion of Utilitarianism but instead to display classic austerity. It includes some minor Art Deco details such as the decorative eagle on the base which were designed in part by John Bizzozero of Quincy, Massachusetts [Bizzozero also designed details on the Vermont Capitol building]. Inside it is a domed chamber for a reverential shine that was intended to store tablets and war relicts from wartime units in the state’s history.

Although local legislators and residents advocated for local stone to be used, it was ultimately quarried from Quincy Granite. In part, it bears the inscription “they were faithful even unto death.” One of the inscriptions inside the monument is, “Of those immortal dead who live again in the minds made better by their presence”, which is a line from a poem by George Eliot. The translucent globe of light on top, originally illuminated by twelve 1,500 watt lights (now six), is said to be visible at night for 70 mi (110 km). The formal dedication ceremony on June 30, 1933 by Governor Joseph B. Ely was attended by about 1,500 and broadcast nationally over NBC radio.

‘Til the Last Shot’s Fired – Trace Adkins

 

New law ensures no Military working dog will be left behind. Ever

More than 2,000 dogs currently serve in the U.S. Military. Each military dog saves the lives of countless servicemen and women while overseas. In the not too distant past, military working dogs were left on foreign soil, never to be reunited with their human partners or home itself. As a result, many still believe that such practices are common, though that’s not the case.

 

 

Technically speaking, if dogs are retired overseas, they become civilians and are no longer qualified to travel home on military vehicles. Fortunately, it’s not common practice to retire dogs overseas.

 

 

To prevent such unreformed policy from ever presenting such problems to military pups, Congress drafted some new legislation. On Oct. 7, the National Defense Authorization Act passed the House and Senate. This bill includes language supported by the American Humane Association mandating military working dogs be returned to U.S. soil upon retirement. Even further, the dogs’ handlers and families will have the first right of adoption.

Thousands of veterans suffer from post-traumatic stress when coming home from war, and the dogs aren’t excluded from this.

 

 

Keeping military dogs with their handlers allows them to help each other heal.

 

 

 

 

The bill now awaits the president’s signature and we are certain this bill will become law, because we all want every single one of our veterans, including the furry kind, to be brought home to love, respect and admiration.

 

Greenlight A Vet

Green is the color of hope, renewal and well-being. “Greenlight” is also a term commonly used to activate forward movement. The simple action of changing one light to green is intended to spark a national conversation regarding the recognition of veterans, and “greenlight” them forward as valued members of our communities.

 

http://www.greenlightavet.com/

 

 

Honoring and Understanding Our Veterans

In the aftermath of the 9/11 terrorist attacks, more than 2.5 million U.S. men and women have been deployed to Afghanistan and Iraq. Over 7,000 have lost their lives. Those who have returned pay other costs. They struggle to process their wartime experience, recover from profound losses, and reintegrate into civilian life.

War Ink emerged out of a need to recognize veterans’ service and sacrifices and to bridge the divide between the veterans and civilian communities. This is both exhibit and forum, using tattoos as a springboard for California veterans to share their stories. Stark, beautiful, disturbing, and often darkly humorous, these tattoos are visual expression of memories and emotions that can be difficult to discuss openly.

http://www.warink.org/

Ronald Reagan A Soldiers Pledge – Listen Learn Remember

 

The only problem I have with this is that its not just limited to the Vietnam. It’s true of every war we’ve fought from at least the First World War on if not before.

 

Sgt. Glenn Fleming, USAF (Ret.)

Frank Cento’s third documentary for the Coalition to Salute America’s Heroes centers around Sgt. Glenn Fleming. After reaching his lifelong goal of being a helicopter gunner in the Air Force, he proceeded to fly over 120 successful missions for the global war on terrorism without injury. He also married Jamie and the future looked bright. Then life took a drastic turn when he was diagnosed with PTSD and had to stop flying and leave the military. Both were jobless and close to bankruptcy when the recession hit. A friend told them about the Coalition and they reached out for a helping hand .

 

Some of you might recognize Sgt. Glenn Fleming from his stint on the reality TV show Sons of a Gun about Red Jacket Firearms where he was employed as a Gunsmith and Welder.

 

The Lyrics:

We sing songs about our freedom
We always keep them in our prayers
We wave our flags and bow our heads
Support our Soldiers over there
But all across this nation
Probably right in your home town
There’s a group of weary Soldiers
With their world turned upside down
We asked them for their lives and they agreed
Now their asking for the benefits
That they thought were guaranteed
We sent them off to fight on foreign shores
But now they’re casualties of a bureaucratic war
With every flag draped procession
With every tear and every prayer
We remember those who gave their lives
For every battle we declare
But all across our nation
Probably right in your hometown
There’s a group of broken Heroes
Because their country let them down
We asked them for their lives and they agreed
Now their asking for the benefits
That they thought were guaranteed
We sent them off to fight on foreign shores
But now they’re casualties of a bureaucratic war
We sent them off to fight on foreign shores
Hey America
Let’s give our Veterans something more.

 

 

Well OK- sometimes we wear ponchos and those are a little like capes

We honor those people that serve and protect our country, and we know that without the men and women who watch out for us, we would not have any of the luxuries we do. We are the land of the free because of the brave and we salute you!

 

Vietnam Wall

First click on a state.  When it opens, scroll down to the city and the names will appear.  Then click on their names.  It should show you a picture of the person, or at least their bio and medals.

This really is an amazing web site.  Someone spent a lot of time and effort to create it.

I hope that everyone who receives this appreciates what those who served in Vietnam sacrificed for our country.

The link below is a virtual wall of all those lost during the Vietnam war with the names, bio’s and other information on our lost heroes.  Those who remember that time frame, or perhaps lost friends or family can look them up on this site.  Pass the link on to others, as many knew wonderful people whose names are listed.

http://www.virtualwall.org/iStates.htm

 

This was sent to me last week and given the timing I couldn’t help including it here.

While “Cleaning of the Stones” at the National Cemetery in Holly. I noticed a quarter placed on one of the stones. Later I also noticed a nickel placed on another,stone, I was so touched with this that I took pictures. (sorry the nickel did not turn out) I Goggled about the coins, and found this out. I am very proud to share this.

A coin left on a headstone lets the deceased soldiers family know that somebody stopped by to pay their respect. Leaving a penny means you visited.

A nickel means that you and the deceased soldier trained at boot camp together. If you served with the soldier, you leave a dime. A quarter is very significant because it means that you were there when that soldier died.

I AM VERY PROUD TO SHARE THIS.

I’m sorry whom ever originally wrote this bit of fiction was proud to share it because frankly he’s proud of his lie.

From Snopes [ http://www.snopes.com/military/coins.asp ]:

Regarding the ‘tradition’ of soldiers leaving on the headstones of fallen comrades varying denominations of coins to denote their relationship with the deceased, the earliest reference to this practice we’ve found so far dates only to June 2009, when it appeared as a web site post. The version now commonly circulated in e-mail appears to have been drawn from it, albeit some changes have slipped in, such as “A buddy who served in the same outfit, or was with the deceased when he died, might leave a quarter” becoming “By leaving a quarter at the grave, you are telling the family that you were with the soldier when he was killed.”

Despite the claim of this tradition’s dating back to the days of the Roman Empire, there’s no reason to suppose that it does. A coin might be placed in the mouth of a fallen Roman soldier (to get him across the River Styx), but his comrades wouldn’t be leaving their money on his grave, but rather expending it on a funeral banquet in his honor.

Given the lack of evidence that anyone anywhere is following this ‘tradition,’ it is perhaps best regarded not as an actual practice, but instead as someone’s idea of what should be.

Yet military folk do sometimes leave very special remembrances at the graves of deceased servicemen: challenge coins. These tokens identify their bearers as members of particular units and are prized and cherished by those to whom they have been given; thus any challenge coins found at gravesites were almost certainly left there by comrades-in-arms of the deceased.

 

Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue – Toby Keith

 

Ode of Remembrance

The “Ode of Remembrance” is an ode taken from Laurence Binyon’s poem, “For the Fallen“, which was first published in The Times in September 1914.

For the Fallen was specifically composed in honor of the casualties of the British Expeditionary Force, which by then already suffered severely at the Battle of Mons and the Battle of the Marne in the opening phase of the war on the Western Front. Over time, the third and fourth stanzas of the poem (usually nowadays just the fourth) have been claimed as a tribute to all casualties of war, regardless of state, and it is this selection of For the Fallen to which the term “Ode of Remembrance” usually refers.

The “Ode of Remembrance” is regularly recited at memorial services held on days commemorating World War I, such as ANZAC Day, Remembrance Day, and Remembrance Sunday. In Australia’s Returned and Services Leagues, and in New Zealand’s numerous RSAs, it is read out nightly at 7 p.m., followed by a minute’s silence. In Australia and New Zealand it is also part of the Dawn service at 4.28 a.m. Recitations of the “Ode of Remembrance” are often followed by a playing of the “Last Post”. In Canadian remembrance services, a French translation^[4] is often used along with or instead of the English ode.

The line Lest we forget, taken from Kipling’s poem “Recessional” (which incidentally has nothing to do with remembering the fallen in war), is often added as if were part of the ode and repeated in response by those listening, especially in Australia. In the United Kingdom, Australia, New Zealand and Singapore, the final line of the ode, “We will remember them”, is repeated in response. In Canada, the second stanza of the above extract has become known as the Act of Remembrance, and the final line is also repeated

The ode is also read at the Menin Gate, every evening at 8 p.m., after the first part of the “Last Post”. It is mostly read by a British serviceman. The recital is followed by a minute of silence

Ronald Reagan A Soldiers Pledge Listen Learn Remember

A very inspirational speech by Ronald Reagan. This is what a President is supposed to sound like. Listen, learn and remember who we are!

 

The Eerie Forest of Lost Soldiers

In the forests surrounding the Neva Bridgehead area in Russia the trees carry a deep scar of history. All through the forests are the remnants of war.

 

Quite literally, the trees in this forest grew around in the war. From 1941 to 1944 the nearby city of Leningrad was under siege and the Neva Bridgehead was the staging ground for many of the assaults on the city. leaving behind weapons, bombs, and equipment from both sides.

The saplings on the ground grew up and found there way up, around, and through the things that were left behind.

 

You’ll Feel Proud to Be an American After You Listen to This Soldier Choir

 

 

Homeless Veterans: Stand Down

Some veterans returning from Iraq or Afghanistan  are finding themselves homeless. Scott Pelley reports on an annual encampment in San Diego where veterans can find hope, help and services.

It might be a long watch but its probably the most important thing in this entire issue. Remember these are all 2010 figures. PLEASE watch listen, think and help.

 

We are here today honoring in part those who fought and are fighting to prevent this from happening by terrorism and external threats. Don’t let our government and  those who demand we follow their laws in our land make it happen from the inside.

We used to ‘Kill A Commie For Mommy,’ now we should ‘Feed An Islami Some Hammy For Uncle Sammy’!

 

 

Good Morning Campers

Lots and lots of stuff in today’s issue.  Stuff to make you laugh, stuff to make you say hmm, stuff to amaze and entertain you.

I’m working very LONG shifts this weekend, so I don’t have a lot of time to stay here in the campground and talk.  I’ll let you guys get right to it!

Now, before we get too far ahead of ourselves, let’s tune in to where we left off with our winged hero.  As you may recall, he was just notified of something untoward happening back at headquarters.

Later in the issue, we will have some “cartoons” that demonstrate and poke fun at our current administrations ability to govern properly.  But, before we get to that, I have to share this article with you that Jean sent into us.

 

Okay, I know for a FACT, that our Baileigh knows each and every one of these:

Mind Games for Dogs…

 

 

This is a multi-benefit exercise program.  Our security personnel, obviously, get really good exercise by not allowing themselves to be eaten, while the dragon learns patience and to pace himself.  We really don’t want the dragons to eat our security people, but the security people don’t need to know that.

 

 

 

Amen! 

 

Ted is sounding more and more presidential every time I hear or read about him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A fellow about my age (70+), sitting a couple of stools down, also overheard the conversation.  He looked over at the two young men and with the wisdom of years says:

“Marry her. That’ll put a stop to that shit.”

 

 

 

 

Firemen and police from all over joined in a “team effort” to rescue a young girl stuck in a steel fence.

 

 

Ginny has blessed us with a great list of things that men are like.  Now, some of these I agree wholeheartedly with, and some of the others….well….not so much.  But, I leave it up to you to figure out which are which.  So, here we go…

 

 

 

And that, sadly, is the absolute truth!

 

RULES OF BEDROOM GOLF

1. Each player shall furnish his own equipment for play.

2. Play must be permitted by the owner of the hole.

3. Unlike outdoor golf, the object is to get the club in the hole and keep the balls out.

4. For most effective play, the club should have a firm shaft. Course owners are permitted to check shaft stiffness before play begins.

5. Course owners reserve the right to restrict club length to avoid damage to the hole.

6. The object of the game is to take as many strokes as necessary until the course owner is satisfied that play is completed. Failure to do so may result in being denied permission to play the course again.

7. It is considered bad form to begin playing the hole immediately upon arrival at the course. The experienced player will normally take time to admire the entire course with special attention to well-formed bunkers.

8. Players are cautioned not to mention other courses they have played, or are currently playing, to the owner of the course being played. Angry course owners have been known to damage players’ equipment for this reason.

9. Players are encouraged to bring proper rain gear for their own protection.

10. Players should ensure that the match has been properly scheduled, particularly when a new course is being played for the first time. Previous players have been known to become irate if they discover someone else playing on what they considered to be a private course.

11. Players should not assume a course is in shape for play at all times. Some players may be embarrassed if they find the course to be temporarily under repair. Players are advised to be extremely tactful in this situation. More advanced players will find alternative means of play when this is the case.

12. The course owner is responsible for manicuring and pruning any bush around the hole to allow for improved viewing of alignment with, and approach to the hole.

13. Players are advised to obtain the course owner’s permission before attempting to play the back nine.

14. Slow play is encouraged. However, players should be prepared to proceed at a quicker pace, at least temporarily, at the course owner’s request.

15. It is considered outstanding performance, time permitting, to play the same hole several times in one match.

 

Lethal nods. “Yup.  We got attacked with Flying Flaming Monkey Feces on Devil’s Night. You do sort of have to give her begrudging props for going with a reinvented form of a classic prank”

And that’s where we’ll leave off for today.

Wednesday is Veteran’s Day, so do not expect a continuation of our story line until next Saturday.  And until then, be well, be happy and be safe.