Matter Attracts Like Matter

Matter attracts like matter and genius attracts genius. I am 100% behind the McCain - Palin ticket. I've read, "She is a staunch opponent of abortion rights, and a lifetime member of the National Rifle Association. Her youngest child is a boy named Trig who was born in April and has Down Syndrome. The parents were aware of the diagnosis when Palin was four months pregnant, but they decided to have the child anyway."

This woman's nickname is barracuda, and I think she and John McCain are going to eat the Obamalamadingdong Bidenshmiden bunch alive. Then maybe we can begin to get the mess this country is in straightened out. And that's the way I see it, on the last weekend of the summer clothing season, and just before the last summer hurrah (September) here beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread who is preparing to savor the last month of this year's decent weather.

Sugar Sand, Rest, Home Again

This is the whitest sand I have ever seen. I absolutely had to wear sunglasses or I could not stand to open my eyes. It was actually painfully bright! I took this pic in front of the Sandestin Hilton where I was earlier this week in north western Florida. It was nice. I needed it. I'm glad to be back in my own bed.

All in all, it was a really good trip. There were mostly sunny skies, the food was fantastic, and the hotel and service was top drawer all the way. The beds were too soft. That was my only real complaint. An over soft bed means I wake up with a back ache in the middle of the night, and have to stretch the kinks out of my spine before I can stand straight enough to drink a cup of coffee in the morning.

This Hilton is located within a gated community, which was beautiful and manicured to the nines. Breakfast, with tip, was $20 per person, which is just a bit out of the price range I'm accustom to paying. But, it was all good.

Everything completely fell apart at work while I was gone, but isn't that just keeping a great American tradition? I'll get over it, eventually. I always do. And, life goes on. The get away for a few days was good, and restful, but I'll get over that too. I always do. And, life goes on, here beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread who could have knocked off early today, but just hung out with the staff, because it just seemed like the right thing to do after the tough week they've had.

A Room WIth A View

This is the view from the patio of my room. After a bit of wandering around, but not too much, I made it to the gulf coast. More later. I'm going to enjoy this!

Posted by Dread, who's enjoying a day at the coast.

I Need A Small Vacation

I'm taking off for a short vacation. Not that anyone would notice anyway, since this summer I have only posted here about once a week, but maybe I'll have an experience to share when I get back. I've had very few uneventful vacations in my life. Come to think of it, I've actually had very few vacations the last few years.

Oh! About that picture up there? Not that I plan to start a nuclear war or anything while I'm on vacation, but I did think that I should leave you with a thought to mull over while I'm away from the keyboard. So, here it is.

To date, there have been only two nuclear bombs dropped on human populated areas, both with the full intent of wreaking death and destruction on an unprecedented scale. What you need to think about is, BOTH nuclear bombs were ordered up by a DEMOCRAT.

Don't get me wrong. Harry Truman was one of my favorite Presidents. I'm just saying... yah know? It's food for thought.

See you next week. Behave yourselves. I've gone looking for a hammock.

Posted by Dread who's gone meandering through the south to find his way to the gulf coast.

Does Your Heart Go Flippity Flop?

No! That isn't moi in the picture above. Now get over it and read on.

Jimmy Buffet made a fortune singing about an accident involving a pair. Podiatrist have made fortunes from the resulting injuries of people who wear them, and political fortunes have been lost to the ages as a result of them. I’m talking about the cheap, who invented this crap anyway, the noise drives me crazy, plasticized and rubberized, and always villainized (by me at least), noisy, nasty, so called footwear, flip flops.

In the fashion arena, flip flops are at the top of the heap of what I call the garbagewear category. It doesn’t matter how many spangles, dangles, flowers or sparkles you put on them, they’re still trash fashion. You can’t even buy socks for a dollar a pair, what do you expect for a $1 pair of shoes? Although I’ve seen $10 and up flip flops, that just proves that P.T. Barnum was right. There’s a sucker born every minute.

I thought I had finally connected with a solution to this fashion flop fest of foot failure. A group from a local church that I've started attending in planning a mission trip, had asked for flip flop donations, to help villagers in their Caribbean destination who have no shoes. That seemed like a very good thing to me, so off I go to buy up all the flip flops I can find and or afford. My reasoning is that by buying them up here, and sending them there, not only will disadvantaged people be helped, but also it will be that many pairs off the streets of the Carolinas, and that many more pairs that the sound of I will never have to listen to going kaah-puck, kaah-puck, kaah-puck, kaah-puck. Ingenious huh?

I was proud as a peacock that I was helping someone out over there, while ridding the streets here of the annoying, flip flopping, kaah-pucking, noise. Then it was pointed out to me that the flip flop manufacturers would probably think the demand had gone up and make even more of them to put on the store shelves here. The more I buy, to send overseas, the more they make! AGGGGGH! Is there no justice in this world?

Please people, can’t we just buy and send the disadvantaged those annoying Nike swoosh shoes and quit buying flip flops altogether? With the demand gone, the manufacturers will quit making flip flops and there will be a huge decrease in summer noise pollution. Perhaps even medical insurance premiums would also go down. Personally, I’m in favor of adding, “Do you ever wear flip flops?” to the medical questionnaire right between “Have you ever had a heart attack or have a history of heart related problems?”, and “Do you frequently drink heavily and drive?” Then charge those people humongous premiums and lower the rates for the rest of us who wear sensible shoes.

Anyway, that’s the way I see it, here beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread who spotted a pair of Nike flip flops today, and now is without a "rid the world of flip flops" strategy.

Humididitized

76°F

Current:Clear

Wind: SW at 0 mph

Humidity: 95%

That information came from my Google weather thingy for my city at 10:23 A.M. today. Talk about freaking steamy weather! The high today is predicted to hit 94 F which is around 34.44444444444 C. Of course humididitized isn't a real word, unless I say it is. But, if you couple that humidity with that temperature, need you wonder why people in the south drink a lot of beer and have a little violent streak? Really!

We have to have some word for the influence of this weather, so I recommend humididitized.

Normally I would say that if you have a better word for it, say so. But, I really think you have to actually experience being humididitized before you have the qualifications to name it.

I plan to work outside this weekend in the yard and garden. If the weather doesn't kill me or turn me into a frog, we'll visit again next week. Neither is really at all likely, since I have survived many worse dog days than this, all here beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread who is dripping with sweat, standing still, in the shade.