Posted on 02/09/2009 12:36:11 AM PST by nw_arizona_granny
Well Granny looks like the insomniacs are up and about!!!<<<
Thanks for checking in, you are always welcome here, even in the middle of the night.
I have always been a night owl.
Laughing, as I say this, “ I have to work all night so the wonderful folks who read this with their morning coffee will have new things to think [dream] about.”
“she’s a real sweety”<<<
Welcome to the thread.
The Stevia craze worries me, and I am not sure I know why, it is not something that I have tried.
It is because I keep hearing people talk like it is pure gold and that are using it to show they belong to the “in crowd”.
[The reason we will survive...granny]
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/2191287/posts
Cemetery Escort Duty (email)
email ^ | 2-22-2009 | email
Posted on Sunday, February 22, 2009 6:32:55 AM by ThreePuttinDude
Cemetery Escort Duty
“Electronics can tell far more about what we are doing than we think.”
LOL Guess that calls for adding camouflage, misdirection, diversion, masking and covert tactics... How about in a corner post with a solar panel, batteries and a fence charger pulsing through that huge fence antenna and an interior electronic screen shield.
Did you see where one town had gotten so overly aggressive with their drug searches that they are watching for houses that have lights on inside at night... Some group took an empty house, put marigolds or some kind of regular plant in trays and put gro-lux lights on it - the very first night they did, the local law enforcement went to a judge, got a warrant and broke down the front door as the SWAT team stormed the house - They were greeted by the head of the local group standing there with their attorney.
One of the favorites I learned to enjoy when we lived in Cuba in the late 40's and early 50's (Before Fidel Castro)is the black bean. Usually served with rice, diced garlic, scallions and slices of hardboiled egg on top and then sprinkled with malt or cider vinegar. YUM...
Protein food source -- Estimated protein content
1 cup tofu 28 g
1 cup legumes 14 g
2 ounce lean meat, fish, poultry 14 g
1-2 ounces of nuts 14 g
1 slice of bread 3 g
1 cup raw vegetables 2 g
1 cup Beans, black, cooked 15.24g
1 cup Beans, Great Northern 14.74g
1 cup Beans, kidney, canned 13.44g
1 cup Beans, navy 15.83g
1 cup Beans, pinto 14.04g
1 cup Beans, snap, green, canned 1.55g
Sounds like dinner for tonight - along with a nice salad.
A bit of trivia factoid.
Cubans eat more rice per capita than any other country - Yep, even more than the Chinese and Japanese.
Sometimes we need that.
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Cemetery Escort Duty (email)
email ^ | 2-22-2009 | email
Posted on Sunday, February 22, 2009 8:32:55 AM by ThreePuttinDude
Cemetery Escort Duty
I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever--the heat and humidity at the same level--both too high.
I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace. An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as best I could tell.
I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste: 'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier, my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!' But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.
Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey's in time.
I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.
I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.
'Ma'am,may I assist you in any way?'
She took long enough to answer.
'Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'
'My pleasure, ma'am.' Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.
She looked again. 'Marine, where were you stationed?'
' Vietnam, ma'am. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71.'
She looked at me closer. 'Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine. I'll be as quick as I can.'
I lied a little bigger: 'No hurry, ma'am.'
She smiled and winked at me. 'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I can do this. My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time.'
'Yes, ma 'am. At your service.'
She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn't quite make out. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.
She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson, USMC, 1943.
She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944.
She paused for a second. 'Two more, son, and we'll be done'
I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am. Take your time.'
She looked confused... 'Where's the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have lost my way.'
I pointed with my chin. 'That way, ma'am.'
'Oh!' she chuckled quietly. 'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.'
She headed down the walk I'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.
'OK, son, I'm finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.'
Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?'
She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle, Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in action, all marines.'
She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.
I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car. 'Get to the 'Out' gate quick. I have something I've got to do.'
Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her. She hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.
'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost... Follow my lead.' I humped it across the drive to the other post.
When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice: 'TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!'
I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye--full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud.
She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.
I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.
Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'
As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: 'Lord, keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or overseas. Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they protect us.'
Let's all keep those currently serving and those who have gone before in our thoughts. They are the reason for the many freedoms we enjoy.
'In God We Trust.'
Sorry about your monitor; it made mine blurry too!
If we ever forget that we're one nation under God, then we will be a nation gone under! You are required to pass this on NOW!!!
Interesting that you can cruise around on their website folders. That’s usually considered a security risk.
Still reviewing this, it’s interesting that they scanned only books printed in 1908 and before, even when the text in the book is out of copyright (eg, Anne of Green Gables).
bookmark
Aww, (sniff).
My son (your now adopted GG son?) will be going into the Air Force this summer after he graduates. We are very proud of him.
Wow, granny. There’s been so much great reference material posted here - is it the same as in the older thread that TenthAmendmentChampion kindly showed me how to get pdf files of? (If not, how would I create files of this thread? This stuff is priceless! Ever thought of writing a book?)
CB
I saw chayotes in the grocery store in Sanger yesterday. Most folks in Sanger are Mexican so they carry the unusual foods from the Sonoran traditions. They had prickly pear leaves, for example, and tomatillos.
My mom wanted to get some cotija cheese in Phoenix and we couldn’t find it near our house, but it’s at the Sanger Save Mart in several sizes and brands.
Tell GG Son I salute him...
I know he will make us all proud!
Hey, and if he ever gets stationed or passes through Dover AFB (18 miles away), maybe I’ll get a chance to shake his hand.
Even as a Commercial/Multi-engine Pilot (I don’t fly anymore except on rare occasions.) I am totally amazed at the sight of the Air Force C5’s that fly overhead on final approach to Dover.
Can you imagine, over 3/4 of a million pounds when fully loaded - airborne - flying over you.
That’s 9 fully loaded 18 wheeler tractor trailers all strapped together. Unbelievable.
>>>>We’re looking at West Virginia. Prettiest land, IMO, around since I’m partial to forested mountains.<<<<
Beautiful place!
Back a few years when I was general manager of a regional DHIA (Dairy Herd Improvement Association) One of our states was WV... My lab manager was from there (but our office was in Hagerstown, Maryland) One day in my typical joking manner, I told her that I could always tell when I was getting close to West Virginia. She asked ‘How’s that?’ I told her that whenever the only thing I could get on the car radio was Amazing Grace instrumental played on a Jews Harp and Fiddle I knew I was close. She turned and gave me that evil eye look and said ‘And what pray-tell is wrong with that?’. So, I just tucked my tail and mumbled something and found some busy work to do.
I really like West Virginia, however, they have gotten so much government money, that they are almost becoming an extension of Washington, DC..... Huge buildings for FBI and quite a few other government agencies were built there as a result of deals to get Senator Byrd’s votes...
The link for this news report, was sent to me by Jeffrey Imm of the United States Action.com site, if you want the real terror news, sign up for his Yahoo group.
granny
If reposting elsewhere, please credit source of this research as UnitedStatesAction.com
(UK) Afghanistan and Pakistan terror chiefs to flood UK “streets with heroin in a terrifying plot to wage ‘chemical jihad’ on Britain”
-— have $8.6 billion stash of heroin - “they have ordered their dealers to sell it only to non-Muslims”
http://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/view/70464/Asian-terror-gangs-target-UK-with-killer-heroin/
a snippet from the middle of the article:
“The UK’s heroin trade is increasing at an alarming rate and most of the cash helps arm terrorists with bombs and guns.”
The US has already been targeted in the evil campaign which mirrors a terror plot in the new James Bond novel Devil May Care.
Between 1990 and 2005 Taliban-linked drug peddler Haji Baz Mohammed raked in a staggering £17billion by pouring heroin into North America.
He told a US court that “selling heroin was a jihad because they were taking Americans’ money and the heroin was killing them”.
Now the fanatics have made the UK their top target. A whopping 30 tonnes of heroin is being smuggled into Britain every year.
The drug is grown in the Afghan badlands and bought for £1,500 a kilo in neighbouring Pakistan.
It’s finally sold on Britain’s streets, often in the backs of cabs or over kebab shop counters, at between £30 and £50 a gram.
continued.....
Yes, this is a survival topic, for a few crazed dope addicts needing a fix, will be far more dangerous than a jihadi.
It is well reported that ben Laden wanted to poison the drugs that he sent to America and that he was talked out of it, as the money for weapons would not come in.
There have been shippments of poisoned drugs to America, NOW, [ProMedMail] has reported on it and as I recall the last really bad one that I know of, was Michigan, only a year or two ago.
Los Angeles has been hit several times.
On the San Diego Police Scanner, I heard an Officer explain to the incoming shift that all the calls for the 20 to 30 year old people that were passing out on the streets, in stores, in cars, everywhere, every few minutes another unconscious person, as “another bad drug shipment.”
I have caught the same on the Denver police scanner and in Las Vegas.
Several were passed out in cars, that were in the middle of streets and freeways, driving down the street and pass out.
Yes, it is a nightmare, surviving it won’t be fun.
granny
Uncovering the Plot: Investigating Urban Agriculture in Dublin
A thesis submitted to the Dublin Institute of Technology in part fulfilment of the
requirements for the award of M.Sc. in Culinary Innovation and Food Product Development
Abstract
This study investigates Urban Agriculture (UA) in Dublin. This concept encompasses
those who are engaged in growing their own in an urban environment. The study investigates
why there has been a rise in UA over the past 15 years with the focus of the study
being on allotments, a historical form of UA.
The objectives of the study include investigating the concept of urban agriculture,
to examine the history of allotments in Dublin, to aid an understanding of modern
UA in Dublin. The study focuses on the motivations of the allotment holders as well
as uncovering the types and varieties of food being produced on their allotments.
England’s National Trust creates 1,000 new allotment plots
The initiative comes as demand for growing spaces is at an all time high - with
more than 100,000 people currently on allotment waiting lists - as people look to
spend more time with friends or family, exercising in the outdoor ‘gym’ and enjoying
the fresh food they can produce.
It has been estimated that these new growing spaces could produce up to around 2.6
million lettuces per year, 50,000 sacks of potatoes or, alternatively, mixed produce
worth up to an estimated £ 1.5 million.
One day she gets herself an allotment. Now she has dropped the Prozac.
More on these stories here:
City Farmer News [http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?et=1102471217621&e=001GaMm4z_zlToU14VhuV1MYorJKLFxwvmNphz9fXxWYJOqSRDbhAAxcKdYfLacQBcjDDnxjYZofapzOqHRIqBguuNrSLDm_jS26uVV9K5M8fsD-6igSbW_Gg==]
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Michael Levenston
City Farmer - Canada’s Office of Urban Agriculture
I saw chayotes <<<
Sometimes we would find them in San Diego with the sprout already growing out the end.
LOL, I don’t know if I ever ate one or not, but 60 years ago, I would buy them to grow.
I hope your mom finds her cheese.
(If not, how would I create files of this thread? This stuff is priceless! Ever thought of writing a book?)<<<
Thank you dear one...
Hug your son for me, my brother did well in the Air Force and learned a trade he has followed for 50 years.
Vickie will have to tell you how she created the files, that is beyond my computer experience.
Once I wanted to be a writer and that desire has lasted me since I read my first book.
Now, I will not tackle it, LOL, so I post it here for your in smaller bites.
The only published items that I have written, were about orchids, mining history and how to stay out of trouble in the real estate world.
No, this is not being taken from Thread #1, what you get from me, is where I wound up, after a series of clicks on links, often I have no idea how I got there.
My problem is that some of the sites have so much information, that it looks as if I am stealing the site and that is not my intention, only what says something to me.
It was my intent to copy the thread and send it to myself as emails, a page at a time, to my Yahoo email account, now they allow them to be any size and I park most of my stuff there.
And then I got behind and to do so now, would mean not posting anything, as I would need several weeks to copy it all.
I did have a war on terror thread and have let that drop, but still have several folks that get the news via email.
It is all about knowledge and survival for those who know what is going on.
My opinions of course.
Still reviewing this, it’s interesting that they scanned only books printed in 1908 and before, even when the text in the book is out of copyright (eg, Anne of Green Gables).<<<
I thought it was going to be like the Old Cook Book site with real books to copy, but all I could understand was “buy it here”.
And a few scanned, that I did not intend to read.
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