So,

Now that we are all caught up. What have youse been up too??

Piper...

The fact that the new puppy's name is Piper has absolutely nothing to do with this toy.  Nothing, I swear....

Honest.

I'm a lawyer...

Wait, never mind.



 

Got a New Puppy....

 

Landed On A Glacier...


Ruth Amphitheater....Alaska

Flew Some Planes With SNO....

Started Jogging.....



I said started.



 

Did a little hunting....

Yeah Bitches, I'm Still Here....

LOOK!  



A Clock!

 

Overheard...

I wish we could create energy from stupid people….we have so many of them.

Commie Pope....

Pope whoever has left the walled city with gates and armed guard to mingle with the hoi poloi here in AMERICA.  In my best Southern drawl.....Bless his heart...

He has been a useful tool to Bronco Bama and his Socialist friends on the left.  He seems to forget he leads a Church. My goodness, the Libtards are all Ferklempt!

Here is the best synopsis of the Commie meanderings...

Watermelon Pope: Green on the Outside, Red Within.....

The pope's environmental positions, which the New York Times has euphemistically described as “liberal,” are in total accord with those of President Obama, who has repeatedly emphasized his commitment to pursuing “green energy” while waging a relentless assault on the oil and coal industries. The partnership between Francis and Obama is a parody of what was once the relationship between Ronald Reagan and Pope John Paul II.  While Reagan and JPII collaborated in putting communist totalitarianism on the ash heap of history, Francis has joined Obama in rendering unto Caesar by attacking capitalism and the development that is the last best hope of the poor.
Obama’s guru has been Saul Alinisky, the famed community organizer who laid out a blueprint for gradually transforming America into a socialist paradise. Who has been Pope Francis’ guru in his environmental activism?  Clearly the Pope and the Vatican nomenklatura had a predetermined conclusion in mind when they began their inquiry into the environment, because they picked Naomi Klein for a major role. This past summer, Klein was asked not only to speak at a Vatican press conference on the pope's climate-change encyclical, but also to co-chair a Vatican conference on climate change alongside Cardinal Peter Turkson. 
Klein has no formal training in the field of climatology. In fact, she never even finished college. Her major qualification is that she is a die-hard socialist who, like Pope Francis, views capitalism as the scourge of both the human soul and the natural environment.

Just another Commie Bastard spreading the gospel of Marx, Lenin, Stalin, Che, and Castro.


and you thought I retired......




 

 

Happy Fourth!!!

president Zero... Our Hero...

The hits just keep on coming.  Look for the big announcement aboot his failure with Iran this weekend....

......when nobody's looking.

Would You Like Some Attitude With Your Coffee??  

Another brilliant idea from a privileged white guy that went over like a lead balloon.... 

 

Mmmmmmm Bacon....

FORWARD!!

Sierra Hotel ........

....pilot skills on display

Mmmmmmmm Pie!!

Here it comes!!

YOU Can't Handle The Truth!

Part deux.... 

Monday's Pun(s) !!!

Eating oysters can help you increase your mussel tone.

They say it's easy to get your mind around introspection.

The podiatry book used footnotes while the proctology book used endnotes.

This.....

....is why we Americans cannot have nice things.

Seems Legit......

YOU Can't Handle The Truth! 

Yup........

Want....

Lex....



Airborn...Sacramento to Denver just passed by Fallon NAS. Has it really been three years?

Thinking of ya Lex

Lorna Doone's...
 
On Southwest Flying east bound today from Sacramento to Denver at 39000 feet. Flight Crew passed out Lorna Doones as a snack.  Eating Lorna Doone's and enjoying the ride....took me back.

1978 PDQ Dispatch 201: The nightly freight run from Detroit to Columbus then on to Atlanta. Usually flew this route in a Cessna 404, 11 passenger turbo charged twin. Turn around time at Hangar One in Atlanta means it will be sunrise northbound somewhere near Knoxville. My routine was to pick up two cartons of milk and a package of Lorna Doone's. Home bound at 8000 feet flying from the right seat with the sun rising overs the east coast on my starboard side. 

Just me and my Lorna Doone's.....and the PIC (pilot in command) snoring to my left.

Life was good.