When I was a kid I loved cowboy movies, especially if they had Indians in them. I always thought Indians were the coolest people. They rode horses better than the white man, they were craftier, and they always told the truth, not to mention the fact that their broken English was completely acceptable. When I recall those days, I can hear a brave turn to a chief even now and warn him regarding a proposed treaty, "white man speak with forked tongue." Every time he proved right, too. The government official in question always went back on his word.
Of course, that was the movies. It wasn't reflective of real life at all.
Hey, have you been listening to any of the Presidential debates?
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
A Cool Age

Scout is at a cool age. Everything about her changes almost from day to day. One month she jabbers, then out of nowhere - POW - she talks. It's like having a Parrot. I say it, and she repeats it. And what a vocabulary she is developing: bye, cheese, pleeze, eye, nose, and my two favorites, Papa and "I love you". She has been saying "Papa" for a month or longer, but this last week I became convinced she really does know it is me. You talk about a great feeling. To know your granddaughter knows you - it doesn't get any better than this! She might as well have memorized the PIN number to my bank account. I am Play-Doh, and I kinda think she knows it!

Tuesday, October 23, 2007
who would have ever thought...
I remember a line from the old Ray Stevens song, "When You Get A Haircut". It went, "I'm a logger. Just up from Coos Bay, Oregon. Quite possibly the toughest man in the world." It was a song about a man who needed a haircut and went into a pretty weird barber shop, where suddenly he felt a little insecure about his manhood, so he came out with those words. I can identify with ole Ray. I don't feel insecure about my manhood, but I do feel insecure. Why? As of today... I'm a blogger! Just up from Atari and Texas Instruments. Quite possibly the most computer illiterate human to ever blog! But hey, I'm game if you are.
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