Posted on 11/04/2005 4:50:32 AM PST by Chairman_December_19th_Society
We will not tire, we will not falter, and we will not fail!
Good morning!!
Do not let the victims of the attacks on New York and Washington, nor the brave members of our Nation's military who have given their lives to protect our freedom, die in vain!!
Violence continues for an eighth straight day in the suburbs of Paris. Over 200 vehicles were set ablaze overnight.
Meanwhile, in this country, the Las Vegas mayor suggested that people who are caught defacing freeways with grafitti should have their thumbs cut off--on TV.
And the media, doing what they do best--harrass--have been so bent on going after Judge Alito's mother, who is 90 years old, that she has become, for all intents and purposes, a prisoner in her own home. Neighbors say she isn't even able to go outside and undertake one of her favorite activities, tending to her flowers, for fear of being hounded by media outlets.
For AMERICA - The Right Way, I remain yours in the Cause, the Chairman.
Political Viewpoint : COWS
Lesson In Political Science
DEMOCRATIC
You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
You feel guilty for being successful.
Barbara Streisand sings for you.
REPUBLICAN
You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
So?
SOCIALIST
You have two cows.
The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.
You form a cooperative to tell him how to manage his cow.
COMMUNIST
You have two cows.
The government seizes both and provides you with milk.
You wait in line for hours to get it.
It is expensive and sour.
CAPITALISM, AMERICAN STYLE
You have two cows.
You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.
BUREAUCRACY, AMERICAN STYLE
You have two cows.
Under the new farm program the government pays you to shoot one, milk the other, and then pours the milk down the drain.
AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, lease it back to yourself and do an IPO on the 2nd one.
You force the two cows to produce the milk of four cows. You are surprised when one cow drops dead. You spin an announcement to the analysts stating you have downsized and are reducing expenses.
Your stock goes up.
FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike because you want three cows.
You go to lunch and drink wine.
Life is good.
JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
They learn to travel on unbelievably crowded trains.
Most are at the top of their class at cow school.
GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You engineer them so they are all blond, drink lots of beer, give excellent quality milk, and run a hundred miles an hour.
Unfortunately they also demand 13 weeks of vacation per year.
ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows but you don't know where they are.
While ambling around, you see a beautiful woman.
You break for lunch.
Life is good.
RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have some vodka.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You have some more vodka.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
The Mafia shows up and takes over however many cows you really have.
TALIBAN CORPORATION
You have all the cows in Afghanistan, which are two.
You don't milk them because you cannot touch any creature's private parts.
You get a $40 million grant from the US government to find alternatives to milk production but use the money to buy weapons.
IRAQI CORPORATION
You have two cows.
They go into hiding.
They send radio tapes of their mooing.
POLISH CORPORATION
You have two bulls.
Employees are regularly maimed and killed attempting to milk them.
BELGIAN CORPORATION
You have one cow.
The cow is schizophrenic.
Sometimes the cow thinks he's French, other times he's Flemish.
The Flemish cow won't share with the French cow.
The French cow wants control of the Flemish cow's milk.
The cow asks permission to be cut in half.
The cow dies happy.
FLORIDA CORPORATION
You have a black cow and a brown cow.
Everyone votes for the best looking one.
Some of the people who actually like the brown one best accidentally vote for the black one.
Some people vote for both.
Some people vote for neither.
Some people can't figure out how to vote at all.
Finally, a bunch of guys from out-of-state tell you which one you think is the best-looking cow.
CALIFORNIA CORPORATION
You have millions of cows.
They make real California cheese.
Only five speak English.
Most are illegals.
Arnold likes the ones with the big udders.
LOL.
Leave it to a clueless Hollyweird..
LOLOLOLOL! I never get tired of that one; thanks for posting it!
She's going to Argentina? I hope they keep her.
I hope she can't get thru Customs when she trys to return.
Cant we have her classified as a Domestic Terrorist in her absence?
Dog, how'd the house thing go???Waiting anxiously to hear...
I'm ready, finally to write about my horse adventure...Summer '04...Pay attention Mozie:-))
Okay, this was out West at the family reunion - (husband's side)
Anyway, there were some riding stables in this town, and I'd always wanted to ride, so I mentioned it, and one of my husband's cousins liked the idea too...but she was quite experienced.
So we got our reservations....remember I wore a white jacket? Sheesh...no boots, but my athletic shoes and jeans, and a sun hat - we were up about 7,000 feet.
There were 2 guys running the place...one to lead the 6-7 of us signed up for the 90 min. ride, and the other to stay behind. In case of problems, they would communicate by walkie-talkie.
This ride was billed as "One size fits all" IOW, no experience necessary!
Hey, that should work...My cousin told me that "experience" related pretty much to the WAY we would move: canter, gallop, walk. This ride would be WALKING! Good. I thought I could handle that!!
So one of the guys sorted thru the horses, looking us over too, and matching horse to rider.
I got a nice-black, quiet looking animal, called Smokey, I believe. He seemed tame... This was going to work!!
With help I mounted, as did the others, and then we were organized into a line.
Now there was a French woman and her 2 kids....they were experienced...and bratty. We were instructed how to handle the horses, etc., and they kept breaking the rules. Figures, right?
Anyway, the leader sized them up pretty fast, and put them right behind him. There was one other no-experienced woman, and she was put at the rear which I wondered about. Her husband was in front of her, and I was in the middle in front of my husband's cousin.
The rules were things about keeping the horses from eating the grass along the way, walking, using the leash appropriately and so forth.
I felt pretty comfortable as we left the corral, with my cousin behind me. The horse seemed steady and calm!
Well, right off the bat, we cross a stream. That worried me: the rocks and uneven surfaces, and all.
But we did it, and I was pretty pleased, when WHAM!
My horse shies, whinnies, and AACK! He's going one way, and I'm headed in the opposite direction!!!
What had happened???
Well, a darn cat had come from nowhere to frighten him...I heard the other horses make some noises, but mine was the only one to react so strongly, and Guess What??
I managed to stay mounted!
It took a lot of strength and coordination, but the poor horse and I managed to reconnect with me in the middle of the saddle, my shoes still in the stirrups.
Hey! What worse could happen?? If I had survived that, what more could happen? And if it did, I guess I could manage....
Well, the next thing was we started up the mountain. YES, mountain! This wasn't some walk across flat, open spaces. We were headed up a narrow, rocky trail, a nother thousand feet or so.
Deep breath time....DEEEP Breath! But I was still game....or foolish...
There were no further "incidents"...no problems...going down was a little scary too, tho...
And oh was I sore at the end, and my white jacket pretty soiled...The guy had to lift me off the horse. No help from me, tired and sore...
Still, I was glad I'd done something I'd always wanted to...successfully!!
A few days later we were in another city, visiting one of my cousins...a physical therapist. I knew Pam had ridden, too.
So I asked her: you know me, my age, etc. Would you take up riding if you were me? She paused, and said, No, not if there were other ways I could enjoy the outdoors.
She's just seen too many injuries...
So I think that is that: a wonderful memory. Maybe I'll try again....but I don't want to push my luck!
Ummmm, maybe whe will get a bad taco.
Now, Bentley is another story. He'got spunk. ;-)
Any plans for the weekend??
24th anniversary this Sunday. If it works out we may use one of G's free nights at Microtel in Seneca Falls. Sarah has tomorrow off so she can stay with her Gramma.
One never knows what will spook a horse, or when. Glad you stayed on though.
Thanks prairie. Off to Fr. night service...
I enjoyed your story about the Horseback riding.
I'm totally impressed that you held on when the horse spooked.
Enjoy your weekend. Safe travel prayers go with you.
Hope you will be able to have a nice weekend.
Congratulations to you and G!!! I hope you can get away and relax and enjoy some time together without interruptions and distractions.
Thank you.
Ordering take out...at a local fish fry place. Woo hoo! No cooking tonight.
Chinese take out tonite.
I have straightened the bed covers, plumped up the pillows and am ready to relax
Tomorrow, early, R and I might try to make it to a flea market..then we have some cleaning to do.
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