My friend who drives the Tight Ass Cadillac is looking to make some bread.

I know 'im, and I know he's good at what he does...causing I do pretty much the same thing.

Donnie be straight up...

BOO!

Dax ain't right.

Queenie is.

The Datil Pepper is one of a kind.

Most Datil peppers are made into a hot sauce, but trust me, you can eat 'em raw...and you will never forget it. Never...

I'm testing "quotes"... 'nevermind'

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Three periods ...

I am I'm

Quotes "quotes"

Well, It's October 24th, and I'm going to have to turn the heat on. I was hoping to make it till November, but that ain't gonna happen. It is cold as hell in the Brier Patch. Cold as hell? Well, not cold as hell, but 60 degrees (inside) anyway.

Turning the heat on truely means you have accepted the move from one season into another. Forget the calendar.

Damn...I love Fall. So does Stretch...he is wild!!!

I have been thinking about Vertical Takeoff and Landing Technology.

Interesting technology, but I think it is all about supply, or re-supply. Look at a military application.

What good is the ability to land a fighter or bomber behind enemy lines if you cannot refuel or rearm it? Maintenance?

If you try to take off from the woods, the engines will suck up everything in sight. Not good.

It is all about the gas.

Just thinking.

Today is a beautiful here in North Carolina. Cool, and almost crisp. I love this time of year.

The sheets are drying in the breeze, my wife is cool, my puppy is cool, the air is cool; we are going to build a fire, grill some wings and vegetables, and basically, just kick back.

Life is good.

I appreciate everyone who makes this possible for my family and me. I salute you.

But, when I receive a comment on a post I did on 05/28/04
Go fuck yourself----[[ bosnia rules]] -------------------------------------Allah Akbar

It pisses me off.

So, I say to Bosnian No1; you are a piece of shit, and if you willl come see me, I swear to God I will send your slimy ass to Allah in two pieces. I will cut you in half with my good friend Winchester.

Do not doubt me.

I will send you to paradise.

This grew overnight.

This is the beginning of an omelet made from peppers I grew this year.

Pablano
Habanero
Cayenne
Jalapeno
Tabasco
Banana
Serrano

And a bunch of garlic.

It was too hot to eat.

Nothing personal, but this .mu.nu bullshit just ain't stable. I have no idea why someone would use it. No idea.

I have many good friends who are attracted to this shit, and I do not, for the life of me, understand why.

Free? I guess you get what you pay for.

It goes down all the time...

My dog Stretch hates squirrels as much as I do.

This was taken a moment before I shot the one he just treed.

Notice, his paws are not touching the tree at all, he was trying to fly. It is very hard to get an instantaneous snap, due to shutter lag, with a digital camera, so, he was either on the way up or on the way down.

Point is: he can get higher.

Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff said his department aims without exception to expel all those who enter the United States illegally.

"Our goal at DHS (Homeland Security) is to completely eliminate the 'catch and release' enforcement problem, and return every single illegal entrant, no exceptions.

It is about damn time.

My man who drives the Tight Ass Cadillac has tagged me.

That is cool with me.

Here goes:

What were three of the stupidest things you have done in your life?

1. Adding just a little more gunpowder, like Emeril 'kicks it up a notch'. Blew up the garage, and damn near burned the house down.

2. Jumping off the Seven Mile Bridge in the Keys. I almost died that day. Trust me: It is a long way down, and there were sharks waiting. That was really a close call.

3. Entering into a relationship with the Daughter of the Devil. People say there are two main problems in life. Money and Women. I’m here to tell you; that bitch was some bad medicine; it had nothing to do with cash.

At the current moment, who has the most influence in your life?

My wife. She has the perfect disposition. Enough said. I am a lucky man.

If you were given a time machine that functioned, and you were allowed to only pick up to five people to dine with, who would you pick?

1. Sitting Bull

2. Sun-Tzu

3. Winston Churchill

4. Christopher Columbus

5. Marco Polo

If you had three wishes that were not supernatural, what would they
be?

1. No need for a job.

2. The ability to participate in the Whitbread around the world race.

3. No reading glasses

Someone is visiting your hometown/place where you live at the moment.
Name two things you regret your city not having, and two things people should
avoid.

1. No airport.

2. No 'Mom and Pop' Italian Restaurants

Name one thing that has changed your life.

Broadband. Plain and simple.

***UPDATE***

I tag my good friends Dax Montana and Dash Riprock.

I’m under attack again. I’ve had so many comment and ping spams in the last several hours…I’m wondering if it’s worth it. Shit, this site doesn’t even get much traffic. I can’t handle 9,000 emails, period. Especially in a couple of hours.

If I ever catch one of you spamming motherfuckers….I WILL KILL YOU!

I swear on everything I hold sacred…your ass is dead. DEAD. And it will be a slow and painful death…I promise you.

If I nuked an innocent…I’m sorry…

I do understand the technology this blog sits on, and that’s why I’m reluctant to change,,,but.

We need a Bounty Hunter, or Hunters.

I’m in. Bring me one.

Bullshit!

...a re-entry capsule and an orbiter that will stay aloft after they land...

What do you think is in the orbiter they're leaving up there?

You can bet it ain't space junk.

I was in my back yard today, when a fifteen-foot long, foot wide, branch (tree limb) fell from a hundred feet and exploded ten feet from me. I felt it. Stretch flew.

I never heard it until it hit the ground…right damn next to me.

I’m serious…it was so close that some of the remaining Pepper plants in my garden are done...gone…over.

Gives new meaning to “Lucky”.

The good news is: I’ve got some more firewood.

I’ll be back later when I can do the Helen Blodgmeet some justice, but in the meantime; I’m still laughing at the question I was asked by the nice lady staying in the room next to me. No way she could’ve gotten any sleep before four.

"Just exactly what are you folks doing?, she asked"

Velociman lost all his shit Friday night. Saturday morning, he yelled from below, "have you seen my…..?"

I replied…

"I’ve got your cowbell, your laptop, and the fucking monkey. Georgia has the bullwhip."

I kid you not!!!

Damn, and I mean DAMN! I made it. I think.

I’ve started dreaming in hexadecimal.

E3E4C2C5 E3C8C5 C8D6D6C3C8

I’ll be back when the fog burns off.