Quote du jour (Jurassic Democrats)

This is Rush Limbaugh from Wednesday’s show discussing Mrs. Clinton’s new blame-everyone-but-herself book:

Didn’t Spielberg direct Jurassic Park? You would think that the guy who directed Jurassic Park would have been able to do something with Hillary Clinton. If you make dinosaurs come to life and even make them kind of lovable and likable. I mean, admit it. Didn’t you kind of like the Velociraptors in the lab, and didn’t you kind of want one for a pet? Should have been able to do something with Hillary to make her more likable or more exciting.

https://www.rushlimbaugh.com/daily/2017/09/13/hillary-is-what-happened/

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Fall approaches

Today has been the first day this season that has truly felt like autumn. It has been cloudy and rainy all day.

This afternoon, I was grilling on my deck and noticed several leaves falling from the trees.

Four days ago, we moved the 19-year-old back into his dorm at the University of Memphis to begin the fall semester of his sophomore year.

Three days from now, Lord willing, I’ll be back in Memphis for the first football game of 2017.

The days are growing progressively shorter. It’s getting noticeably darker earlier each day.

Of course, we haven’t officially transitioned over to autumn just yet. It’s still August and we still have several summer-like days awaiting us in September. But all the signs are there, just like clockwork.

Rabid real estate agents

Within the last year, I have received 4 telephone calls from real estate agents in the area wanting to know if my wife and I are selling our home soon. There have been two such calls in the past two weeks, and one today.

I guess the real estate market in Mt. Juliet is doing quite well. Agents are apparently having a difficult time finding supply to meet the demand.

So far I’ve been cordial to these rabid real estate agents, but it’s getting more difficult. Today’s exchange went something like this:

Agent: So-and-so had you as a contact. She’s no longer with the agency so I’m following up on her contacts.

Me: She must have called me in the past. I haven’t called a real estate agent since 1999.

Agent: Okay. Well, if you ever need an agent, be sure and give me a call.

Me: Look, my wife and I have lived here 18 years. We’re in our 40’s now. We plan on living here until at least one of us can no longer climb the stairs.

Agent: (laughs) Okay, then. Well, if you ever need anything, even a plumber or an electrician, just give me a call.

Me: (Thinks: Heck, if I need a plumber or an electrician, I’ll call a plumber or an electrician.) Okay, sure.

I don’t care

Every so-often I have a day or part of a day when I just don't care about anything. Today is that day. There will be no meaningful blog posts today because there's nothing I care enough to write about. I'm actually in a perfectly fine mood. It's a great day to be alive. I'm just totally unbothered. There could be a meteorite headed toward earth threatening all human life, and my reaction would be something like, "Meh. Whatever." Tomorrow I'll probably care enough to write about something. Or maybe not. Who really cares either way?

Taking stock on the first day of August

Today is August 1. We are at that point where we can look back and ask where the summer has gone, even though there is still plenty of summer left. College football starts this month. The first Memphis Tigers' contest is the 31st of this month. The 19-year-old heads back to college for his sophomore year three weeks from Friday. He's been home nearly three months already but it really doesn't seem that much time has passed. But it has, and next month we'll get our first taste of the forthcoming autumn chill. So here's what I'm up to these days:

Running: Despite missing almost a week of running due to illness earlier this month, I still somehow got in my requisite 50 miles for July. This is a goal I set for myself every month, and it is extremely rare that I miss. The last two times I did miss were due to injury and illness. This time, it took until the next-to-last day of the month after running 8 times in 11 days, but I finished at 51.41 miles. Two months from today I will begin training for the St. Jude half-marathon in Memphis (December 2).

Reading: At the moment, I'm reading "Absolom, Absolom!" by William Faulkner, and "The Coldest Winter," a 1,000-page tome by David Halberstam about the Korean War. "Absolom, Absolom!" is regarded as one of the best southern novels of all-time. Faulkner is a difficult read, and it's not often that I make the attempt.

Watching: Very little. I've gotten to where I rarely watch any TV. In fact, the only show I ever watch is CMT's Nashville, which is in its 5th season. I've seen every episode. I don't even watch sports anymore, or at least very rarely. It just doesn't have the allure that it used to. I'd rather be reading. Of course, Mrs. Lefty and I do occasionally rent a DVD from Redbox. It's just difficult for me to sit in front of a TV for any length of time and not get bored.

Tinkering: My summer projects are over. I replaced five light fixtures and three bathroom faucets. For me, this is huge. I'm not that good at these sorts of things. But the lights work and the faucets don't leak. Mrs. Lefty is pleased. So it was a success.

Anticipating: I have 9 trips to Memphis planned from later this month until early December, Lord willing. We'll start off by moving the 19-year-old back into his dorm at the UofM. Then we have 7 home football games. The grande finale is the half-marathon.

Missing: I haven't been in the hammock much lately. It's been too hot, even in the shade. I need a breeze, and none has been forthcoming. Now that it has turned cooler, I plan to enjoy the hammock this week.

Working: I haven't taken any time off since the latter part of May, when I went to see my brother graduate from medical school. I'm saving up my days off for all these trips to Memphis. Honestly, I've enjoyed not going anywhere this summer. We've take at least one family vacation every year for about 15 years in a row, until this year. I've been perfectly content spending a quiet, uneventful summer at home.

Undecided: Which serves the better chicken? Hattie B's in Nashville or Gus's World Famous Fried Chicken in Memphis? I can never settle on an answer. Whichever place I last visit always gets the nod. Right now it's Hattie B's, since I ate their just last week. But the next time I'm in Memphis and eat at Gus's, they'll go back on top. It's a perpetual seesaw.

Forced down time

Saturday evening I started feeling ill. I even got a nasty case of chills which lasted most of a sleepless night. It turned out to be a “stomach bug,” which I still have. The chills went away, but the rest of my symptoms have not.

Yesterday, other than going to church, I did nothing. Today, I’ve done next to nothing. I never do nothing or even next to nothing. I’m always doing something even when I’ve promised myself I would do nothing.

I have enjoyed this summer, but summer has so far involved a series of projects around the home. Even though my wife and I aren’t traveling anywhere this summer, I’ve taken no time off. Honestly, I don’t mind not going anywhere. We’ve taken at least one vacation a year for many years, and we even went to the Smoky Mountains back in April as sort of an early vacation. It actually feels good to not be going anywhere. We’ll take vacations again in the future, just not this summer.

If you own a home, you know there’s aways something to do. There’s never a time when you can honestly tell yourself you’ve done all that can be done. And that’s how it is with me. I’ve tried to be mindful to give myself one day a week of doing nothing, but it often doesn’t quite work out. I’ll pile up chores on one day so the next day can be a free day, but then I often find things to do on my free day.

So I went to church yesterday morning. I figured I could feel like crap at home or feel like crap at church. I have a volunteer position at church I enjoy. I operate a video camera. Fortunately, I’m isolated sitting atop my camera platform, so I don’t breathe germs on anyone. I figured it was safe. Then I came home and did nothing.

I watched part of a baseball game last evening, then shut my eyes before it was completely dark. I slept much better last night. I’ve slept some today. I’ve done a little reading. I listened to part of the Rush Limbaugh Show. I’ve ignored the clock for the most part. I still have the occasional stomach cramp. My appetite is almost non-existent (not the worst thing that could happen to me).

Today I called in sick for the first time this year. I’ve been blessed with good health these last several months. I don’t enjoy being ill. I guess no one does. But I’m not one to complain. I figure it will just have to run its course. It sure is taking its time. My running is on hiatus. I haven’t run since Friday, and don’t know when I’ll run again. I may not get in my requisite 50 miles this month. Oh well. It’s not the worst thing, either.

I don’t know if my illness was due in part to fatigue or something I ate or something I breathed or something else. I do know that your body sometimes has a way of forcing itself into a period of “down time.” Normally, I would not sit around and do nothing, even though doing nothing isn’t a bad thing. We don’t always have to be “productive.” There’s a reason God gave us the Sabbath and commanded us to do no work one day a week. I do honestly try to be mindful of that, but sometimes the Sabbath slips away from me. I guess I have only myself to blame.

Forced down time

Saturday evening I started feeling ill. I even got a nasty case of chills which lasted most of a sleepless night. It turned out to be a “stomach bug,” which I still have. The chills went away, but the rest of my symptoms have not.

Yesterday, other than going to church, I did nothing. Today, I’ve done next to nothing. I never do nothing or even next to nothing. I’m always doing something even when I’ve promised myself I would do nothing.

I have enjoyed this summer, but summer has so far involved a series of projects around the home. Even though my wife and I aren’t traveling anywhere this summer, I’ve taken no time off. Honestly, I don’t mind not going anywhere. We’ve taken at least one vacation a year for many years, and we even went to the Smoky Mountains back in April as sort of an early vacation. It actually feels good to not be going anywhere. We’ll take vacations again in the future, just not this summer.

If you own a home, you know there’s aways something to do. There’s never a time when you can honestly tell yourself you’ve done all that can be done. And that’s how it is with me. I’ve tried to be mindful to give myself one day a week of doing nothing, but it often doesn’t quite work out. I’ll pile up chores on one day so the next day can be a free day, but then I often find things to do on my free day.

So I went to church yesterday morning. I figured I could feel like crap at home or feel like crap at church. I have a volunteer position at church I enjoy. I operate a video camera. Fortunately, I’m isolated sitting atop my camera platform, so I don’t breathe germs on anyone. I figured it was safe. Then I came home and did nothing.

I watched part of a baseball game last evening, then shut my eyes before it was completely dark. I slept much better last night. I’ve slept some today. I’ve done a little reading. I listened to part of the Rush Limbaugh Show. I’ve ignored the clock for the most part. I still have the occasional stomach cramp. My appetite is almost non-existent (not the worst thing that could happen to me).

Today I called in sick for the first time this year. I’ve been blessed with good health these last several months. I don’t enjoy being ill. I guess no one does. But I’m not one to complain. I figure it will just have to run its course. It sure is taking its time. My running is on hiatus. I haven’t run since Friday, and don’t know when I’ll run again. I may not get in my requisite 50 miles this month. Oh well. It’s not the worst thing, either.

I don’t know if my illness was due in part to fatigue or something I ate or something I breathed or something else. I do know that your body sometimes has a way of forcing itself into a period of “down time.” Normally, I would not sit around and do nothing, even though doing nothing isn’t a bad thing. We don’t always have to be “productive.” There’s a reason God gave us the Sabbath and commanded us to do no work one day a week. I do honestly try to be mindful of that, but sometimes the Sabbath slips away from me. I guess I have only myself to blame.

Quote du jour

From Tuesday’s Rush Limbaugh Show:

This Jim Acosta guy, little Jim Acosta, CNN, guy that lost his cookies yesterday with the press briefing when the cameras weren’t turned on. … I’ll tell you what this guy reminds me of. Have you ever had a cat, pet cat, and got one of these red laser pointers. You point it at the floor, and the cat tries to catch it. You point it up against the sofa, cat runs into the sofa. You point it against the wall, cat runs into the wall. I think that’s what the Trump administration is doing with many in the media. They’re like cats. He’s got this little red laser light and is just causing them to make fools of themselves and everybody’s laughing at ’em as they’re crashing into walls, the sofa and the floor. And that’s what little Jim Acosta had happen to him yesterday.

https://www.rushlimbaugh.com/daily/2017/06/27/could-donald-trump-be-the-end-of-cnn/

Quotes from the novel “Goodbye Vietnam”

Yesterday, I finished reading Goodbye Vietnam, a firsthand account of the Vietnam War and post-war Vietnam by William Broyles, who fought in Vietnam in 1969-70 as a junior officer, then returned 15 years later to visit the places in which he commanded Marines and also to meet some of the Vietnamese he had first fought as enemies. Goodbye Vietnam comes off as a genuine and honest account of a war that has become a less-than-stellar part of our history. 

This isn’t a particularly long account, but I can say I learned more about the war and Vietnam as a nation than any other source I have ever studied. Following are a collection of quotes that more or less jumped off the pages as I was reading.

Perhaps there is nothing less egalitarian than a Commuinist society, where privilege determines everything.

My men grew up in Vietnam. There are many better ways to do it — but few faster. College, in stark contrast, was a means of prolonged adolescence.

The gap between the task and the means to solve it was ludicrously wide.

Patrol went up the mountain. One man came back. He died before he could tell us what happened.

On neither side did the people win: the war won, and kept on winning. That is the price of a war in which the people, not land, are the battleground. To win that kind of war requires a special weapon—a moral certainty so strong as to make the suffering of individuals invisible.

Saturday musings

Leftists seem content to turn themselves over to the evils of militant Islam without so much as a fight. Those of us who are determined to defend ourselves against these soulless thugs are labeled “Islamophobes.” In other words, those of us who resist the evils of radical Islamic jihadists are considered more evil than the ones doing the killing.

Despite what you might have heard in #fakenews, President Trump’s extended trip to Saudi Arabia, Israel & Europistan has been wildly successful. It may be the most successful foreign trip since President Reagan told Mr. Gorbachev to tear down this wall (30 years ago on June 12).

No doubt you’ve heard it said of someone of humble origins who has become successful, “He/she came from nothing.” I don’t know if this is true or not. You could make the argument that no one starts from nothing. You could also argue that we were all created from nothing. Either we all start with something or we were all created from nothing. I can’t quite figure out which it is.

My favorite of all the Old Testament prophets is Jeremiah, which I am reading right now. Jeremiah was quite forthcoming about his vulnerability and doubts, but he remained faithful to God through it all and became one of God’s most useful servants.