It,s a bird no it,s a duck no it,s superman

the day after ???

                                                          this after to much turkey

                                                        NUT only a matter of time

Xmiss day yaking with the Grand Kid

 allright as a rule the last time i looked i had a sitdown yak BUT  d  grand kid likes to make up his own rules for geting around  OK gramps heres the deal im looking for some food

                                               stand back im going to take you all on ( ok one at a time)

mister turkey meet mister Orion cooker

                                                20 lb,er  soaking in apple cider brine for 24 hr
with a cup of apple chips in side the BIG O cooking it for 2 1/2 hr,s  WOW it fell off the bone

                                                     3 rack baby back ribs  1hr 15m  done

ran out of time for photos but this was the best i could do

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some times i wish i had this gift to write like this

 but this is a copy from BoxCanyon Blog.com please put your winter coat on and go to his site   this is BLOGING at its finest

And now, Christmas Eve... in the six am quietness of alarm clock-less holiday... rubbing sleep from eyes and sipping coffee... an unthinkable one thousand piece jigsaw puzzle splayed out like confetti, a Christmas tree, swamped to it's under-branches with gifts. The pulse of life is momentarily sedated, so I use this quiet time to download photos to my laptop. 

A random toss away shot at first glance, jumps out at second glance. My finger anxiously hovers over the "Delete" button, "Pull the trigger!" It's a boring photo of winter as seen through the reflection of a Mc Donald's window, the one where we potty-stopped. It seems truly lame, but my eye is drawn to a smaller picture within the picture. I crop away reflections of winter 2012 and zoom in on "winter" of another sort. Caught like a deer in headlights, was a metaphor for the last season of Life. 

There's an old, old man in my "looking glass," frozen in time. I study his face, seeing his "winter" as it looks from my "fall." He has elder sized ears and nose. A Veteran's cap sits askew on his head and nearly touches eyebrows... an old solider with stories that will likely accompany him to the grave, lost forever, forgotten. I study his turn-downed turtle mouth... something of a frown. A glance in the rearview mirror reveals a similar mouth forming on my own face. Is it late fall? or early winter?

His hand and fingers appear supple, like a pianist or saxophone player, as he reaches for another french fry. He is in the middle of winter, in the middle of "winter." Whether it's one of discontent or resignation, I cannot tell. Is he a widower? Is he all alone... children too far away? Why aren't they here? Why is he sitting alone at Christmas time in a Mc Donalds? I feel a sadness welling... it's for him, yet in some way it's for me, too... the future me. I want to go fetch him... give him a hug like Caleb gave me... invite him to our family Christmas... smother him with attention... listen to his stories of growing up, the war, and how it is getting along in the "winter" of life.  



I have neither grandparents nor parents to hug and wish Merry Christmas anymore. I swear to God, if I could find this man again, I would engage him... adopt him... hug him... love him. 
All this from a photo I almost deleted.

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Merry Christmas, everyone. In the spirit of this post, try to include or call someone who is alone and in the winter of their life this holiday season. Soon enough, there go we.
Mark and Bobbie

 

NOW SOMEONE,S SLEEPING IN MY BED

                                                       OK you get this one pass

 takeing the advise of a winter bloger  this looked like a good setup it,s a PRO COM MB1000TBM
you can set the temp, as you like (did i say we live in the Florida Sun Belt) dam strate it heats up our 23 feeter i have a 12V fan that moves the air to the back of the bus real good

                            when not in use it sits right here( also the hose can reach here as well need be)

 ok did i tell you we spent 200$ to take the rug out and put new floors  to put rugs over the new!@#$%^&*  floor

 microwave fits in here (think microwave in here you got it)

 had to move the feeter over to open the arning it,s old but will work for now

 seem lots of rv,ers like 6V GC i have room for 2 more battery,s (the white tube is for - + cable)  solar the next thing on the list as back up

am i a sh(+)(+)ter ???

        MY PRIDE AN JOY Olympic Arms  AR 15   223 / 5.56   2 stage trigger  22in SS bull floating barrel  all parts inside are custom setup                 wish list is a 250yd scope    and your cat down range (o sorry???)

             top left (my day carry buddy) S&W 3913 9mm                                 top right  Kahr  cw40mm                              
                                                 best for last bottom  Beretta 96G 40mm
the Beretta 96 is custom set up for my hand with a polished trigger with a D spring,, the grip setup has crimsom trace laser   13 rd mag,    were getting into IDPA  for fun,low$$  with this setup,, next step up is a race rig 1911 38S  $$$$ no no thats way over my head

               with me  shooting     IDPA  40mm 180gr  is in class heavy       ( 9mm is class light )                               (note bullet grams can change your class to as well 115gr,  to 135gr )                                                                       ( shot 9mm 135gr now your in heavy class)

                                                        the dad,s baby

                                      Kahr    cw40                               the cool kids fun gun

                                            S/W 3913                         the day baby

rockey the squirrel =0 hawk,s +1

                      you shot it  coool               it,s din din time  free meat  free,s good

                                 ok that,s not my tub               dad take me surfing   ka-bung-a

thanksgiving day with the family and all the fire crew

                                            Hi     meat    the station,s mascot