Elephant Butte, NM

Friday, March 30, 2012

Cool road trip cont.

We left the City of Rocks after deciding that we need to camp there next season. To Silver City we went. It is a quaint little mountain town.
They say.....Nestled in the foothills of the Pinos Altos Mountains at an elevation of 6,000 feet, Silver City borders the Continental Divide. The summer climate is cool and comfortable. You'll enjoy crisp clean air and sunshine and their FOUR GENTLE SEASONS! In New Mexico's southwest corner, Silver City isn't the kind of place people just stumble onto. Silver miners sought it out in the late 1800s, and more recently the town's Old-West charm and high-desert location made it a magnet for outdoorsy and creative types. The historic district is home to casual restaurants that put the area's green chiles to good use. Outside town, The Nature Conservancy runs Bear Mountain Lodge, a hacienda adjacent to birding, biking, and hiking opportunities in the Gila National Forest. Silver City was recently selected as one of the healthiest places to live and retire. The colorful history dating back to 1870 when silver was discovered above La Cienega (Marsh) de San Vicente. Tales from those early days tell of characters like Billy the Kid, Geronimo, Judge Roy Bean, "Dangerous" Dan Tucker, and the Hearst family. You can exlore the ancient cultures and see collections of distinctive black on white pottery that was developed one thousand years ago by Mimbres Indians inhabiting the Silver City area. I could live in Silver City. It is a cute artsy town.

There was a flood many years ago that created a very cool stream thru town. The added boardwalk is nice!
The city is full of murals, wild creatures and neat buildings.


Thursday, March 29, 2012

Mom, I will always miss you!

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”

Five years ago today................

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Cool road trip.

Wyoming George had a doc appt. in Silver City. He had a great idea of a road trip to coordinate with his appt. George, Dave and Luc left at 7 and Newell, Linda and I left at 8. We went to see The City of Rocks on our way to Silver City. Do you know what they say about the city of rocks...that a volcano spew them from Albquerque to 150 miles away in the middle of nowhere. HUM....
My drivers Newell and Linda.

We decided that we would like to camp here next year. Climbing around on the rocks would be fun!

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Sunday joke.




Irish Birth Control

Mrs. Donovan was walking down O'Connell Street in Dublin when She met up with Father Flaherty.

The Father said, 'Top o' the mornin' To ye! Aren't ye Mrs. Donovan And didn't I marry ye and yer Hoosband two years ago?'

She replied, 'Aye, that ye did, Father.'

The Father asked, 'And be there Any wee little ones yet?'

She replied, 'No, not yet, Father.'

The Father said, 'Well now, I'm going to Rome next week And I'll light a fertility candle for ye And yer hoosband.'

She replied, 'Oh, thank ye, Father...' They then parted ways..

Some years later they met again. The Father asked, 'Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?' She replied, 'Oh, very well, Father!' The Father asked, 'And tell me , Have ye any wee ones yet?'

She replied, 'Oh yes, Father! Two sets of twins and six singles, Ten in all!'

The Father said, 'That's wonderful! And how is yer loving hoosband doing?'

She replied, 'E's gone to Rome To blow out yer damn candle.'

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Dave & Luc on their morning walk.

Since the clubhouse has banned dogs Dave has been training Luc. He is doing blind retrieves.
Here's some from the morning desert walks.
It's a small cookie with a big puppy foot print.


On the computer again.

Last night with Dad.

Desert ouch!

Luc and his buddy Heide!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Sunday Joke.




When you have read through this you will understand "TANJOOBERRYMUTTS"...



Believe me... you WILL understand!!!

Here goes...



The following is a telephonic exchange between a hotel guest and the Room Service in a Chinese hotel -



Room Service: "Morrin. Roon sirbees."

Guest: "Sorry, I thought I dialled room-service."

Room Service: " Rye , Roon sirbees...morrin! Joowish to
oddor sunteen?"

Guest: "Uh... Yes, I'd like to order bacon & eggs."

Room Service: "Ow ulai den?"

Guest: " .....What??"

Room Service: "Ow ulai den?!?... Pryed, boyud, pochd?"

Guest: "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry..
Scrambled, please."

Room Service: "Ow ulai dee bayken? Creepse?"

Guest: "Crisp will be fine."

Room Service: "Hokay. An sahn toes?"

Guest: "What?"

Room Service: "An toes. ulai sahn toes?"

Guest: "I.... Don't think so..."

Room Service: "No? Udo wan sahn toes???"

Guest: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what
'udo wan sahn toes' means."

Room Service: "Toes! Toes!... Why Uoo don wan toes?...
Ow bow anglish moppin we botter?"

Guest: "Oh, English muffin!!! I've got it! You were saying
'toast'... Fine...Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

Room Service: "We botter?"

Guest: "No, just put the botter on the side."

Room Service: "Wad?!?"

Guest: "I mean butter... Just put the butter on the side."

Room Service: "Copy?"

Guest: "Excuse me?"

Room Service: "Copy.. tea... meel?"

Guest: "Yes. Coffee, please... And that's everything."

Room Service: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, creepse bayken,
Anglish moppin, we botter on sigh & copy... Rye ??"

Guest: "Whatever you say."

Room Service: "Tanjooberrymutts."

Guest: "You're welcome"


Remember I did say "By the time you read through this....
...YOU WILL UNDERSTAND 'TANJOOBERRYMUTTS'...

...And you do, don't you?

Friday, March 16, 2012

Why I don't like the Obamas, ditto!





Subject: A Black perspective on the Obamas


Categorized | Daily Rant, Featured

Why I Do Not Like The Obamas

23 February 2012

The other evening on my twitter, a person asked me why I didn't like the Obama’s? Specifically I was asked: “I have to ask, why do you hate the Obama’s? It seems personal, not policy related. You even dissed their Christmas family pic.”

The truth is I do not like the Obamas, what they represent, their ideology, and I certainly do not like his policies and legislation.

I’ve made no secret of my contempt for the Obamas. As I responded to the person who asked me the aforementioned question, I don't like them because they are committed to the fundamental change of my/our country into what can only be regarded as a Communist state.
I don't hate them per definition, but I condemn them because they are the worst kind of racialists, they are elitist Leninists with contempt for traditional America. They display disrespect for the sanctity of the office he holds, and for those who are willing to admit same, Michelle Obama’s raw contempt for white America is transpicuous.

I don't like them because they comport themselves as emperor and empress. I expect, no I demand respect, for the Office of President and a love of our country and her citizenry from the leader entrusted with the governance of same. President and Mrs. Reagan displayed an unparalleled love for the country and her people. The Reagans made Americans feel good about themselves and about what we could accomplish. Could you envision President Reagan instructing his Justice Department to act like jack-booted thugs?

Presidents are politicians and all politicians are known and pretty much expected to manipulate the truth, if not outright lie, but even using that low standard, the Obama’s have taken lies, dishonesty, deceit, mendacity, subterfuge and obfuscation to new depths. They are verbally abusive to the citizenry and they display an animus for civility.

I do not like them, because they both display bigotry overtly, as in the case of Harvard Professor Louis Gates, when he accused the Cambridge Police of acting stupidly, and her code speak pursuant to now being able too be proud of America. I view that statement and that mindset as an insult to those who died to provide a country where a Kenyan, his illegal alien relatives, and his alleged progeny, could come and not only live freely, but rise to the highest, most powerful, position in the world. Michelle Obama is free to hate and disparage whites, because Americans of every description paid with their blood to ensure her right to do same.

I have a saying, that “the only reason a person hides things, is because they have something to hide.” No president in history has spent over a million dollars to keep his records and his past sealed.

And what the two of them have shared has been proved to be lies. He lied about when and how they met, he lied about his mother’s death and problems with insurance, Michelle lied to a crowd pursuant to nearly $500,000 bank stocks they inherited from his family. He has lied about his father’s military service, about the civil rights movement, ad nauseum. He lied to the world about the Supreme Court in a State of the Union address. He berated and publicly insulted a sitting Congressman. He has surrounded himself with the most rabidly, radical, socialist academicians today. He has fought for abortion procedures and opposed rulings that protected women and children, that even Planned Parenthood did not seek to support. He is openly hostile to business and aggressively hostile to Israel. His wife treats being the First Lady, as her personal American Express Black Card (arguably the most prestigious credit card in the world). I condemn them because, as people are suffering, losing their homes, their jobs, their retirements, he and his family are arrogantly showing off their life of entitlement – as he goes about creating and fomenting class warfare.

I don't like them, and I neither apologize nor retreat from my public condemnation of them and of his policies. We should condemn them for the disrespect they show our people, for his willful and unconstitutional actions pursuant to obeying the Constitutional parameters he is bound by, and his willful disregard for Congressional authority.

Dislike for them has nothing to do with the color of their skin, it has everything to do with their behavior, attitudes, and policies. And I have open scorn for their playing the race card.

It is my intention to do all within my ability to ensure their reign is one term. I could go on, but let me conclude with this. I condemn in the strongest possible terms the media for refusing to investigate them, as they did President Bush and President Clinton, and for refusing to label them for what they truly are. There is no scenario known to man, whereby a white president and his wife could ignore laws, flaunt their position, and lord over the people, as these two are permitted out of fear for their color.

As I wrote in a syndicated column titled “Nero In The White House” – “Never in my life, inside or outside of politics, have I witnessed such dishonesty in a political leader. He is the most mendacious political figure I have ever witnessed. Even by the low standards of his presidential predecessors, his narcissistic, contumacious arrogance is unequalled. Using Obama as the bar, Nero would have to be elevated to sainthood … Many in America wanted to be proud when the first person of color was elected president, but instead, they have been witness to a congenital liar, a woman who has been ashamed of America her entire life, failed policies, intimidation, and a commonality hitherto not witnessed in political leaders. He and his wife view their life at our expense as an entitlement – while America’s people go homeless, hungry and unemployed.” (WND.com; 8/8/11)

Oh, and as for it being personal, you tell me how you would feel if a senator from Illinois sent you a personally signed card, intended to intimidate you and your family. Because you had written a syndicated column titled “Darth Democrat” that was critical of him. (WND.com 11/16/04)

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sunday Joke.





The Haircut

A teenage boy had just passed his driving test and inquired of his father as to when they could discuss his use of the car.

His father said he'd make a deal with his son: 'You bring your grades up from a C to a B average, study your Bible, and get your hair cut. Then we'll talk about the car.'

The boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and they agreed on it.

After about six weeks his father said, 'Son, you've brought your grades up and I've observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I'm disappointed you haven't had your hair cut.

The boy said, 'You know, Dad, I've been thinking about that, and I've noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair ~ ~ ~ and there's even strong evidence that Jesus had long hair.


You're going to love the Dad's reply . . . . . . .
'Did you also notice that they all walked everywhere they went?'

Friday, March 9, 2012

Luc, over 3 months old now!

Luc weighs 37 pounds. He has grown 2 inches in 2 weeks. He is 3 months & 17 days old.
He goes for a run with his Dad every day in the desert.
Training with a dummy.

Out in the water with Dad.

Right before he fell in the water. He was barking at the bouy.

Dave thought he was cute at the computer. I didn't think so....

Monday, March 5, 2012

Wood Carvers.

Cool stuff!
These were done by my friend Ann from yoga class. Nice birds!
The last two were done by Emile, our friend and one of our winter rv crew, from Ontario. How does he do that?



Not all is carved from wood. Look at this knife blade. Beautiful!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Sunday Joke.




Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do.

After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent
their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:

We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They
used to live in a big brick house , but Grandpa got retarded and they
moved to Arizona . Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted
green to look like grass. They ride around on their bicycles , and
wear name tags , because they don't know who they are anymore. They
go to a building called a wreck center , but they must have got it
fixed because it is all okay now , they do exercises there , but they
don't do them very well. There is a swimming pool too , but they all
jump up and down in it with hats on. At their gate , there is a doll
house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so
nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out , and go cruising in
their golf carts. Nobody there cooks , they just eat out. And , they
eat the same thing every night - early birds. Some of the people
can't get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who
do get out , bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My
Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment
and , says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too. When
I earn my retardment , I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I
will let people out , so they can visit their grandchildren.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Quilt show.

The wood carvers and the quilt show was last weekend. A few of us put on our new sheet shirts and went to the show. Beautiful quilts and great wood carvings.

More quilts and wood carvings next.