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<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 02:36:25 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Bad Girls</title>
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<description> Ok this is called blogging right? Let see if I remember how to do this. Ok its late- I mean real late-you have maybe oneto many adult beverages. What songs get you dancing and singing and just being stupid. Remember no one is watching-the dog is sleeping and the cat is pretending he dosent know you. These are some of mine. It&#x27;s hard to believe I am a Republican. </description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2010 05:23:31 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>If I Won</title>
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<description> Well my record is still perfect. Every Saturday morning during my travels to the store and such I buy a couple of lottery tickets. Usually I will buy a scratch off and a couple of pick 3s. I never win but I guess hope springs eternal. I very seldom buy the Power Ball or the Mega Millions. But today I bought one of each. Both are up there in money. One is over 100 million and the other is at 12 million. It got me thinking. It got me thinking-what would I do if I won? Lets say I won the smal ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Mar 2010 02:02:11 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A Plea</title>
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<description> I don&#x2019;t know what I want. Face book just doesn&#x2019;t quiet make it. Somehow bloging puts to much of an obligation on me. I don&#x2019;t know it&#x2019;s just me. I do know that being white milk-white bread-non controversial is about to drive me nuts. Face book is at it&#x2019;s best for keeping in touch with family and friends (and I will use it for that) but for the exchange of ideas or thought or discourse of beliefs-well no luck there. If you will let me back here I promise to be the grumpy of old-a p ...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 5 Mar 2010 06:37:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>We Are Still the World</title>
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<description> It&#x2019;s hard to believe that 25 years ago a bunch of music stars got together and recorded this song to help Africa. We are the World, We are the Children. 25 years later we still are. Tonight some of today&#x2019;s music greats are going to re-record this song to benefit Haiti. I hope they do this song justice-I am sure they will. But for memories sake turn up your speakers, watch and listen-go back to a time when you had hair on your head and not in your ears. I believe we are still the world. ...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 2 Feb 2010 01:27:05 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Help Me Here</title>
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<description> Let me see if I understand this. Our beloved President wants to recover the money he gave the banks during the bail outs. Now that was our tax dollars he gave them and I applaud the thought that we get it back. Now just how is he going to do this you ask? Well he wants to tax them. Ok-seems fair so far. Wait---if I was a bank, how would I raise money to pay these new taxes? If you have any ideas raise your hand. Yes you in the back there-that&#x2019;s right-I would raise the fees I charge my cu ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 22:36:15 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A Wish</title>
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<description> Bold Text God Let there be hope in this world, let us see sunshine at the end of our stormy day. A sight we can not always see. God Let there be love, a Mothers love, a Child&#x2019;s love, a love we are taught to have for our brother and sister. But a feeling we find hard to share. God Can we have sharing? Can we care for our brothers and have our brothers care for us? We can&#x2019;t always remember. God Can we remember that we, the children of Abraham are all the sons of the same Father. But it s ...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 03:37:10 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Ghost Story--parts One &#x26; Two</title>
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<description> I am sorry it took so long to write this part-no excuse. The next part will be soon. I promise This is a ghost story-well not quite-- its more a ghost love story. Its all true, well as true as a old mans memories. But its my story and I am sticking to it. You see I am part of the story. Many years ago there was a man by the name of R.G. Clark. When R.G. was a young man he made the decision that before he married he would become secure and be able to support a family ( they did that in thos ...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 7 Dec 2009 23:05:53 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Doing Laundry</title>
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<description> I am having one of those selfish days. I work with the public-and on my days off I try to get a day where I spend as little time with my fellow humans as possible. Even going to the laundry mat can be a good time. You just have to know how to do it right. I always make sure I have a book and some coffee. There is no phone, no computer and on the most part people leave you alone. Except for those idiots who just have a conversation. &#x201C;What you doing?&#x201D; &#x201C;(Ok you are a blind idiot-lets ma ...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 9 Nov 2009 22:50:30 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>For Carolyn--a Ghost Story</title>
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<description> This is a story for Carolyn. The rest will follow soon. This is a Halloween ghost story-well not quite-- its more a ghost love story. Its all true, well as true as a old mans memories. But its my story and I am sticking to it. You see I am part of the story. Many years ago there was a man by the name of R.G. Clark. When R.G. was a young man he made the decision that before he married he would become secure and be able to support a family ( they did that in those days). He and a friend Jim  ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 21:34:04 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Tr6</title>
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<description> Back around 1975 I was the proud owner of a 1973 TR 6. And the guy I bought from had done a lot of upgrades. It was fast-killer fast and it handled real well. One night I had been out at a party, it was one of those perfect hot July nights. The girls were good looking, the drinks were strong and cold and I may have taken a small hit on a joint or two. So any way about 2am or so I decided that it was time to get my young self home. So I gathered up my wife, put the top down, turned up the s ...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 02:36:44 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A Love Note</title>
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<description> If you have followed my blogs over the last 5 years or so you know that there is a lady who is my best friend. We have written stories about our love affair-how we first met -we even wrote a mystery (with some help) a few years ago. Well my job now is to embarrass her. Some of you might be aware that on the 14th of this month I turned 59 years young. Well a lady I know went the extra mile for me. She made an old man very, very happy. In fact she left me speechless. She might think that it  ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 22:18:54 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Me</title>
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<description> Well I guess summer is over--not that you would know here in the South. It has been hot and muggy. That&#x2019;s when it hasn&#x2019;t been raining. Been checking on that Bible thing where God promises that he won&#x2019;t let it rain 40 days and nights ever again. Guess what that is not what he said. Sorry Georgia. You ever notice that the car radio only plays the good songs when you pull in to your parking place and you gotta get out. I have been spending some time on face book. Ya me-&#x201C;da original ol ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 05:51:11 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>History - My Take</title>
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<description> 40 years ago time stopped and a new day began. A revolution began, one that would span from then to now and beyond. It stopped a war, reshaped politics, it changed how we look at our selves-at others and at our morals. It caused debates that go on to this day. It both healed divisions and created more. It put flowers in our hair, peace in our hearts, and the stars in our eyes. My brothers and I found our voice. We all wore a peace sign. It didn&#x2019;t matter if we were in Detroit or San Franc ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 05:24:23 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Just Me</title>
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<description> You know what-----I am an American boy. I like fast cars, faster women and beautiful horses. I drink beer in the shade on hot summer days and have been known to have a shot of Jack or two. I love good food; I love good food that is prepared fresh and honestly. I don&#x2019;t want a plate with 3 peas and a carrot artfully presented, I want a meal, a real meal. I want my steak rare, my bisects hot and my waitress to call me honey. I love women, lord knows I do. They are about the best and worst t ...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 8 Jul 2009 05:56:46 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Goulies Smiles and Ravens Wings</title>
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<description> I want apologize to the people here that can really write, I can&#x27;t You ever take a midnight walk down memory lane? Just you and what could have been. A flight of fantasy on raven wings. Paths not taken on a whim. You didn&#x2019;t know that you had sinned. Choices made you didn&#x2019;t know you had. Excuses made . Only to find out there was no excuse but you. There is no blame but you. And midnight winds and goulie smiles in the pine boughs and ravens wings and you. </description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 22:50:11 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Born Again American--a Must See</title>
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<description> MzScarlett sent me this - well lets just say awhile ago. I saved it and then forgot about it. I was saving a email from my sister and ran across it-played it and once again it touched me. The message this song sends is one needed in this time. IF you want to visit the website use the link below. </description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 9 Jun 2009 15:56:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Ya Think You Got it Bad?</title>
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<description> Just when you think it&#x2019;s about as bad as it can get a friend will send you an email that helps to cheer you up. Things Got Ya Down? &#xA0; &#xA0;Well Then, Consider These . In a hospital&#x27;s Intensive Care Unit, patients always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11:00 am , &#xA0;regardless of their medical condition. &#xA0;This puzzled the doctors and some even thought it had something to do with the supernatural. No one could solve the mystery as to why the deaths occurred around 11:00 am  ...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 3 Jun 2009 16:41:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Email Humor</title>
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<description> Got this in my emails today. I have seen it before--but it gave me a morning chuckle. Bold Text Some things are so stupid that they make sense This makes a lot of sense to me ........................... Drafting Guys over 60 ----this is funny &#x26; obviously written by a Former Soldier---- New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60! I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I&#x27;m too old to track down terrorists. You can&#x27;t be older than 42 to join the military. They&#x27;ve got the whole thi ...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 2 Jun 2009 16:02:16 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Me and That Dam Cat</title>
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<description> By the time I got to work yesterday I was already in a state of advanced starvation. No breakfast and no lunch...the only thing that held me back from eating anything that crossed my path was the thought of what I had waiting for me when I got home after work. Yep that gift of the God&#x27;s---Leftovers. Leftovers from Sunday. Pot roast&#xA0;with potatoes, onions, and carrots. Now this story is not so much about my dinning habits as it is about Dammit DA Cat and my relationship with him. Now when h ...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 17:32:17 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Gentle Thoughts for Today</title>
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<description> Just some things to think about that I received in my emails this morning. *Gentle Thoughts for Today&#xA0; * Birds of a feather flock together and crap on your car. When I&#x27;m feeling down, I like to whistle. It makes the neighbor&#x27;s dog run to the end of his chain and gag himself. A penny saved is a government oversight. The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. The older you get, the tough ...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 14:52:00 GMT</pubDate>
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