Sunday, October 4, 2009

Ted Nugent Thoughts About 2nd Amendment

Truth. I agree with him about the 2nd amendment and a lot of other things.

Don't know who he is? Go to:

Friday, June 12, 2009

German Food

Real food: German food.
Notice the glass of German black beer in the lower right corner of the picture. I've had beer from all over the world and the German black beer is the best by far.

That's what I call a real hot dog...
Any one of those meals would feed me for at least a week!

Monday, May 25, 2009



Day is done,
gone the sun,
From the hills,
from the lake,
From the skies.
All is well,
safely rest,
God is nigh.

Go to sleep,
peaceful sleep,
May the soldier or sailor,
God keep.
On the land or the deep,
Safe in sleep.

Love, good night,
Must thou go,
When the day,
And the night
Need thee so?
All is well.
Speedeth all
To their rest.

Fades the light;
And afar
Goeth day,
And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well;
Day has gone,
Night is on.

Thanks and praise,
For our days,‘
Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
‘Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
God is nigh.

If you do not know what this is about, then you are an American in name only and I feel sorry for you. WildBillK

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Gun Control

Gun Control is being able to hit your target.

Ever see a pink rifle? Even the ammo clip is pink...
What a grill ! Must be a Texas grill.

Sunday, May 10, 2009


Actions, not words, are the proof positive of love.

House Rules:

1. Love God and love each other.

2. Be generous with hugs and warm words.

3. Be patient and respect each other.

4. Practice forgiveness.

5. Pray often.

6. Live with a thankful heart.

Math Teacher

Home from her first day of school, my six-year-old grand daughter announced excitedly that she had made a new friend. "And guess what? Her mom is a math teacher just like you." Before I could comment, she paid my profession a great compliment when she continued, "But her dad is just a doctor."

Pay As You Go

A Scotsman left on a long trip across the country, taking a train the entire length of the line. At each station along the way, he insisted that he had to get off of the train to buy a new ticket. He chose to not buy a ticket to his final destination, but just one to take him to the next stop on the line.

After watching this go on for several hours, another passenger asked, "Why are you buying all of these individual tickets, man? Why not just save yourself time and money and just get one ticket for the rest of your trip? You'd save 25%."

The Scotsman scowled at the very idea, and darkly replied, "My doctor told me that I am not long for this world. I don't plan to waste any of my money on train tickets I may not use while I am here!"

Saturday, May 2, 2009


Is there a magic cutoff period when Offspring become accountable for their own actions? Is there a wonderful moment when parents can become detached spectators in the lives of their children and shrug, 'It's their life,' and feel nothing?

When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital corridor waiting for doctors to put a few Stitches in my daughter's head. I asked, 'When do you stop worrying?' The nurse said, 'When they get out of the accident stage.' My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.

When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little chair in a classroom and heard how one of my children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, and was headed for a career making license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher said, 'Don't worry, they all go through this stage and then you can sit back, relax and enjoy them.' My dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.

When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come home, the front door to open. A friend said, 'they're trying to find themselves. Don't worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. They'll be adults.' My dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.

By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being vulnerable. I was still worrying over my children, but there was a new wrinkle. There was nothing I could do about it. My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.

I continued to anguish over their failures, be tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in their disappointments. My friends said that when my kids got married I could stop worrying and lead my own life. I wanted to believe that, but I was haunted by my dad's warm smile and his occasional, 'You look pale. Are you all right? Call me the minute you get home. Are you depressed about something?'

Can it be that parents are sentenced to a lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of human frailties and the fears of the unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that elevates us to the highest form of life?

One of my children became quite irritable recently, saying to me, 'Where were you? I've been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. I was worried.' I smiled a warm smile.

The torch has been passed.

PASS IT ON TO OTHER WONDERFUL PARENTS (And also to your children. That's the fun)

I received this from some friends in emails and I'm passing it on.

Monday, April 20, 2009


I was born and raised in San Antonio, Texas. My playgrounds included the Alamo and the Riverwalk (before it was developed and became famous). The comments at Hot Air's article "What would a Texas Republic look like?" numbered 350 and were far more interesting than the article itself! Take a look at the comments at:

I joined the US Army after I graduated from high school and spent the next 20 plus years living in and visiting countrys all over the world. Texas was number one then and is still number one.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Saturday, February 7, 2009

More Global Warming

One of the reasons the eco-nuts have started using the term "Climate Change" instead of "Global Warming".

Picture from:

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Jesus Wept Today

If you don't know why, then you haven't been keeping up with the news.

It may be hard, but I know that GOOD will defeat the EVIL ones taking over today.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Ice Cream &The Election

Excellent analogy!
From a teacher in the Nashville area.

Who worries about "the cow" when it is all about the "Ice Cream? The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while teaching third grade this year.

The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest. I decided we would have an election for a class president. We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote. To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members. We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have.

We got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot. The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids. I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support. I had never met Olivia's parents.

The day arrived when they were to make their speeches. Jamie went first. He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He ended by promising to do his very best. Everyone applauded. He sat down and Olivia came to the podium. Her speech was concise. She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream." She sat down.The class went wild. "Yes! Yes! We want ice cream."
She surely could say more. She did not have to.

A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She wasn't sure. Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it? She didn't know. The class really didn't care. All they were thinking about was ice cream.

Jamie was forgotten. Olivia won by a landslide.

Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and fifty-two percent of the people reacted like nine year olds. They want ice cream.

The other forty-eight percent of us know we're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess.
I received this story in emails from many people I know. Good story. WildBillK