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Y'all have a great weekend and God bless.
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Running behind as usual. Here's the latest nonsense from me:
A letter from Foxworthy to The Hawg!
The Natural State Hawg turns one-month old.
Westboro Baptists invade Arkansas.
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"Ranger Against War"...
Military commentary from a retired Special Forces officer. Expresses views against the Iraq War and the War on Terror. Sees the current Presidential administration as undertaking unjustified military responses to terrorism.
This blog has insightful and intelligent observations on many issues relevant to this Republic's affairs and situations. The discussions in the "Comments" sections (following each posted article) are also quite informative and stimulating.
"Ranger Against War" (http://rangeragainstwar.blogspot.com/)"This is great wisdom, not to be hasty in action, or stubborn in our own opinions. A part of this wisdom also is not to believe every word we hear, nor to tell others all that we hear, even though we believe it. Take counsel with a man who is wise and of a good conscience; and seek to be instructed by one better than thyself, rather than to follow thine own inventions. A good life maketh a man wise toward God, and giveth him experience in many things. The more humble a man is in himself, and the more obedient towards God, the wiser will he be in all things, and the more shall his soul be at peace."
-Thomas a Kempis, (Imitation of Christ, Chapter IV of Prudence In Action)
So I was thinking about the earlier suggestion that we make "honorary Arkies" out of folks by reviewing their blogs, asking them to join and, thus, creating more traffic around these parts.
Now, my brother and I have always wanted to be Kentucky Colonels. Yes, we could wear our white, linen suits, sip mint juleps and all of that. Anyway, to become a Kentucky Colonel, you don't even have to live in Kentucky -- you just have to contribute something that benefits the culture of Kentucky (i.e., Colonel Tom Parker was born in Europe and, yet, he was honored by the state of Kentucky).
So, that led me to think about making Captains in the All Arkie Army and the folks nominated for a dandy blog review over here would be given the handsome badge that I went and put together.
What do y'all think?
That FishHawk feller and I have been talking about a contest that the All Arkie Army should sponsor. Well, it's not a contest so much as it's a project -- a way to get some more traffic around here.
Here's what we've come up with -- let's do some blog reviews!
"Blog reviews of what?"
Well, blog reviews of blogs penned by folks that we like. Is there someone who'd make a great member of the All Arkie Army but for geographic location? Heck, let's do a review and ask them to be an honorary member. They'd get a bit of promotion, maybe get an "Honorary" badge to slap on their blogs that would lead traffic here. Ah, the possiblities are endless.
Bear in mind this is an idea we're playing with. So far, it seems logical to get some nominations for blog reviews then we'd vote. The member putting the nomination forward would get to write the review and then post it here.
We need some input, of course. Y'all let me know what you think by commenting here...
Johnny's gone negative, and the Hawg don't care...
ELVIS PRESLEY (January 8, 1935–August 16, 1977)
Click HERE for a tribute song.
Yes, it's the anniversary of Elvis' death. Everyone watch Blue Hawaii, sip on a Blue Hawaiian and remember The King, OK?
Let's all remember the real Elvis
Inconsiderate jerkism and what to do about it
Searches that bring people to my blog
Guess what hubby got for his birthday from his wonderful wife?!?!
We're going to see Larry The Cable Guy in November!
Is anybody else going?
Tickets are on sale now for his Alltel performance on November 6th.
The following is by our son, Dylan. He is fifteen years-old and plays football at Conway High School.
Today is Thursday, so that means I had to wake up early to go lift weights with all my linemen homies. I got there about fifteen minutes early and relaxed until we started.
My offensive line coach, Coach Bing, did roll call to make sure everyone showed up. After that, we went upstairs to start lifting.
We worked out for about forty-five minutes. Then our head coach, Kenny Smith, said, “Alright men. Be here at 3:30 for pre-practice and we will hit the field at 4:00.” Then he asked, “Anything else, coaches?” Then he looked at us and said, “Alright, stack it up on the Cats.” So we headed downstairs, stood on the word “Cats”, and put our hands in the center of the circle. Then we yelled, ”One, two, Conway! One, two, Wampus Cats!” Then we were dismissed.
I usually ride home with my friend, Ethan McMoran. But he wanted to stay and help Coach Sessions move books to his classroom. I didn’t want to wait, so I decided to find another ride. I asked one of my fellow linemen, Matt Livingston, if he could give me a ride. He said, “Sure that would be fine.”
I got in the car and I saw his dad walk over to the passenger door. Matt walked over to the driver's side. That made me a little nervous, so I asked his dad, “So Matt is driving, eh?” He said, “Yeah, he’s got to learn.” I thought to myself, “Let’s see how this turns out.”
As I sat in the back seat, I made sure to buckle up. We drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the roundabout on Prince Street. Just by the tone in his father’s voice, I could tell he was nervous.
We started in the left lane of the roundabout. So far, so good. He then turned on his blinker to get in the right lane to go down Western Avenue. We saw another car, which is supposed to yield, entering the roundabout. Mr. Livingston started screaming at his son, “You can’t do that! That’s against the law!” Matt became flustered. “What?” “I didn’t know.” Now I’m really nervous. I don’t know whether to laugh or be scared.
Matt’s father continued to yell, ”Slow down! Stop!” Matt got in the right lane anyway. By now the car behind us has honked numerous times. A frustrated Mr. Livingston unbuckled his seatbelt to get in the driver’s seat. However, he didn’t get the chance, since Matt kept driving. His dad then stuck his arm out the window and flipped off the other driver.
We finally got through the roundabout, unharmed. As we pulled up to my house, Mr. Livingston said, ”It’s exciting, isn’t it?” To which I wearily replied, ”Yes sir. It sure is.”