On a Quest...again...Memorial Day Weekend

Well here are a few pictures. Havn't quite figured out the Picasa thing...We are leaving agin and will be back on Monday...off to go find some more gold...









 

Memorial Day Weekend

We are headed out tomorrow morning for a little long weekend. We are going up into the Eagle Cap Wilderness area of OR ` Sumpter OR to be exact. There is a huge flea market and goldmining festival there evry Memeorial Day Weekend. I can't wait.
It's also my growing up stomping grounds. I grew up in Eastern Or and lived in the Eagle Caps Wilderness area of Joseph/ Wallowa Lake as an adult for awhile. I also live in the teensy town of Richland when I was little and my father was working on the Construction of Hells Canyon Dam. Those years of living in Richland were the happiest of my childhood. I think that is where my love of freedom and joy began. I got my first "big"bike there. The town was so tiny. I was in second grade and I could go all over town all by my self. It was the first place we ever lived that I had my own room. I could walk or ride through town and people would say "Hi Clance! The entire town would shut down for homecoming football games. All the surrounding homes and farms had to tie down any loose, because it all ended up on Main St. at some point in the night. Mail boxes...Outhouses. Sheds. Wheelbarrows. Yard Decor. You name it...you would have to go retrieve it. It was wonderful!
I love this trip.

NASCAR Culture

I talked a bit about NASCAR culture and diversity at The Church.
Free Speech feels good.

Fare Ye Well Old Freind...RIP Ramrod...1945-2006

"He's gone and nothing's gonna bring him back
...He's gone"
Robert Hunter

Damn it anyway Ramrod. Say hello to the rest of our freinds i.e.: family, k?

Lawrence 'Ramrod' Shurtliff: 1945-2006 / Mainstay of Grateful Dead crew dies -- 'he was our rock'
He had only been sick a short while. Diagnosed with lung cancer.

I've got to quit smoking...I planted a White Begonia, symbolizing me, in with my Scarlett Begonia's today. I have one Scarlett Begonia planted for every one of my "Dead" frends who are probably, truly the Grateful Dead.

from Robert Hunter

Elegy for Ramrod

Most never knew his given name.
They called him Ramrod.
Lawrence didn't fit him.
He came down from Oregon,
Prankster sidekick of Cassady,Kesey and the merry crew,
a silent stoic in a vocable milieuhis heart was stolen by the Grateful Dead.
A country boy, not given to complexity,
his crowning gift was loyalty
for which he was loved more than
the common run of men by friends.
This is not to say more than was so,
the common fault of eulogies
which shine the silver of modest virtue
into the gold of rareness.
Every soul owes life a death.
Between each heartbeat is a moment
within which the pulse is still.
In the longer beat between life and death
a man was here we called a friend,
a father, a husband and a son.
He is us and we are him,
his death is ours, our lives are his.
Some see Heaven as dying's recompense,
some acknowledge only nothingnessin a space we know not of,
in a place we know not where.
But this we know, as a poet said:"To have been here but the once
Never can be undone."
Some will pray, some just remember.
Those who pray, having prayed,
will go on to pray for others.
Those who remember,
having remembered for awhile,
will in the course of time forget,
more so as the years dissolve.
This is as it should be
lest death overstep its bounds
and impinge too much on life.
Life, being what is, cannot
impinge too much on death.
The circumstance we most desire
in grief which shakes our branches
like some holy hurricane raging
through this barren world of little light,
is that our brother be gathered in glory.
If so, rejoice!
If wishful thinking,
give thanks instead
that he was here among us.
Delivered from the testing fire of pain,a truer heart was never broken.

You will be missed Ramrod...RIP.

"They say blood is thicker than water, but what we've got is thicker than blood,' " ~ Bob Weir

Ditto.
I planted another Scarlet Begonia for Ramrod today...Godspeed Buddy.

"I am Ramon Rodriguez Rodriguez, the famous Mexican guide," ~Ramrod

Yummy!

I'm a Talent!

You're a risk-taker, and you follow your passions. You're determined to take on the world and succeed on your own terms. Whether in the arts, science, engineering, business, or politics, you fearlessly express your own vision of the world. You're not afraid of a fight, and you're not afraid to bet your future on your own abilities. If you find a job boring or stifling, you're already preparing your resume. You believe in doing what you love, and you're not willing to settle for an ordinary life.

Talent: 74%
Lifer: 23%
Mandarin: 38%

Take the Talent, Lifer, or Mandarin quiz.

I dare Beautiful Dreamer to go do this and post it. Come on and join the crowd...

Mouser brought us breakfast again. I hate skinning these things.
















His belly all full, he decided to
take a nap with my daughter's dog
Godzilla,who happens to
believe
he is a sheep/cow herder).
They are laying on her 6 month pregnant belly. Another little grandson - to arrive sometime in August...

Ancient Eskimo Heart-Prayer

Ancient Eskimo Heart-Prayer: "Uncle teaches that the Qilaut, or Eskimo Wind Drum, is a circle that has no beginning nor ending, in which we all belong. Only The Great Creator holds the handle, and every time He touches upon the rim, He hears the heart beat of mankind. The stronger the heart beat the healthier mankind is.

Read this powerful heart-prayer from the ancient Eskimo tradition:

My hope is that we will all have a strong heart beat
so we can be healthy together
and since it is your heart beat
every time you talk to your heart
she will always speak back."

Check out Kate Dechard's blog Wisdom.
She is a Beautiful Spirit who write's with a profound connection to the Universe. One of the most uplifting work's I've come across in a long time.
Blessed be your day too...
Tally Ho!

Nasty ol' Moon...

The moon must have a Scorpio twist today. My emails are all about sex. I am hoping that zillions of people will see this so my "secks" (don't want my blog to come up on any searches from the pervs...) life... um...well you know, will perk up and show some life again.
This one is from my daughter. I still prefer to think of my children as having no idea what secks* is about. However, considering I have 6 grandchildren and another little boy on the way (set to appear in August), I suppose my denial should be broken by now.
^^^^^
1. Secks is a beauty treatment. Scientific tests find that when women make love they produce amounts of the hormone estrogen, which makes hair shine and skin smooth.
2. Gentle, relaxed lovemaking reduces your chances of suffering dermatitis, skin rashes and blemishes. The sweat produced cleanses the pores and makes your skin glow.
3. Lovemaking can burn up those calories you piled on during that romantic dinner.
4. Secks is one of the safest sports you can take up. It stretches and tones up just about every muscle in the body. It's more enjoyable than swimming 20 laps, and you don't need special sneakers!
5. Secks is an instant cure for mild depression. It releases endorphins into the bloodstream, producing a sense of euphoria and leaving you with a feeling of well-being.
6. The more secks you have, the more you will be offered. The secksually active body gives off greater quantities of chemicals called pheromones. These subtle secks perfumes drive the opposite secks crazy!
7 . Secks is the safest tranquilizer in the world. IT IS 10 TIMES MORE EFFECTIVE THAN VALIUM.
8. Kissing each day will keep the dentist away. Kissing encourages saliva to wash food from the teeth and lowers the level of the acid that causes decay, preventing plaque build-up.
9. Secks actually relieves headaches. A lovemaking session can release the tension that restricts blood vessels in the brain.
10. A lot of lovemaking can unblock a stuffy nose. Secks is a natural antihistamine. It can help combat asthma and hay fever.
This message has been sent to you for good luck in secks.
The original is in a room in the basement of the Dwight House Pub. It has been sent around the world nine times. Now secks has been sent to you. The "Hot Secks Fairy" will visit you within four days of receiving this message, provided you, in turn, send it on.
If you don't, then you will never receive good secks again for the rest of your life. You will eventually become celibate, and your genitals will rot and fall off. This is no joke! Send copies to people you think need secks (who doesn't?).
Don't send money, as the fate of your genitals has no price.
Do not keep this message. This message must leave your e-mail in .5 hours.Please send ten copies and see what happens in four days.(ok...I am waiting!)
************************************
Then came this one from my best freind since we were 19 or 20. By the way she has started a new blog called Dream Gems. She has the wierdest dreams...I have been saving them forever. She is also very intuitive. When she says she has a "feeling" about me or has a dream about me. I pay atttention quick. She is very gifted and hilarious too.. She and Jackie Sue would be a hoot and a half together...

Snow in Jamaica...
A lady goes on vacation to Jamaica. Upon arriving, she meets a black man, and after a night of passionate love making she asks him, "What is your name?"
"I can't tell you" the black man says.
Every night they meet and every night she asks him again what his name is and he always responds the same way, he can't tell her.
On her last night there she asked again, "Can you please tell me your name?"
" I can't tell you my name because you will laugh at me.", said the Black man.
"There is no reason for me to laugh at you," the lady said.
"Fine, my name is Snow!" the black man replied.
Immediately the lady burst into laughter!
The black man got mad and said, "I knew you would make fun of my name!"


The lady replied, "I'm not making fun of your name. I'm thinking of my husband who won't believe me when I tell him that I had 10 inches of Snow everyday in Jamaica!" (author unknown)

Happy Mother's Day...

I hope you all had a Happy Mother's Day if you are a mother. I hope you remebered to tell your daughter's Happy Mother's Day. If you aren't I hope you honored your mother. If your Mother is no longer with us, I hope you honored someone elses's mother or a woman who was never able to have children. If your mother was a piece of crap, I still hope you told her at least thank you for giving you life...I hope your partener's honored you for just being a wonderful women, as we all are. Blessed Be to all of you...

Did you know?

This *click here* pisses me off.

I do not believe for a freaking second anything the Bush Administration says... growwwwwwwwl.

** MY cool Discovery of the Day:
Check out this blog... Hypnocrites... FABULOUS Political Vision!!
(** cartoon published with permission ~ courtesy of David Honig )
Then of course there is this:
I love this Sheriff...

"On Wednesday night, Arpaio's posse fanned out across the desert, looking for illegal immigrants being smuggled on state highways and local roadways. In the past six weeks, Arpaio's operation has jailed 146 undocumented immigrants, including 12 smugglers.
Arpaio said Wednesday that he hoped his agency's efforts would be a deterrent, with illegal immigrants and smugglers realizing they're going to jail.
"They have to get the message and stop coming over here," Arpaio said. "Do it legally."

Now on to my other new soapbox...
Our Govt. "seems" tipping off the Mexican Govt. regarding the activities of the Minute Men. Of course they deny it.
The Minute Men Blog is quite an interesting read.

Rant....Rant...in the words of John Lennon...
Strange Days indeed...

Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on
There's always something happening
cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed...strange days indeed.

Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move
Everyone's a winnerand no one seems to lose.
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu.
Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound.
There's a place for us in movies you just gotta stay around.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed...most peculiarMama.

Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's Ufo's over New York and I ain't too surprised.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
Most peculiar, Mama....

**NOTE: I am in no way a predjudiced person. I have 2 grandchildren that are half Mexican. Dale is half Mexican. (*Dale and his family prefer the term Mexican to Hispanic...They are proud of their Toltec/ Chi-wa-wa:) ancestry) His mother immigrated to the U.S. in the late '40's as a young woman. She busted her rear end to provide her children with a decent home environment. BUT...she did it LEGALLY. She will be the first one to spew in her still _very broken English:

"Send them back to Mexico...The good one's will immigrate legally. No matter how long it takes."
Along with some other explicit comments in Spanish. You wanna hear someone rant about this imigration/illegal issue?

You should hear her.

By the way...do you watch Dr. Phil?

DR. PHIL WAS CONDUCTING A GROUP THERAPY SESSION WITH FOUR MOTHERS...
HE TOLD THE YOUNG MOTHERS
"YOU ALL HAVE OBSESSIONS".
TO THE FIRST MOTHER, HE SAID, "YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH
EATING... YOU'VE EVEN NAMED YOUR DAUGHTER CANDY."

HE TURNED TO THE SECOND MOM. "YOUR OBSESSION IS WITH
MONEY... AGAIN, IT MANIFESTS ITSELF IN YOUR CHILD'S NAME, PENNY."

HE TURNS TO THE THIRD MOM. "YOUR OBSESSION IS ALCOHOL,
THIS, TOO, MANIFESTS ITSELF IN YOUR CHILD'S NAME, BRANDY."

AT THIS POINT, THE FOURTH MOTHER GETS UP TAKES HER LITTLE
BOY BY THE HAND AND WHISPERS, "COME ON DICK, WE'RE LEAVING.

May Your Days be Interesting...

Tally HO!! Onward...

Party...Party...Party!!

Well crud...I thought if you got drunk that alligators would be nicer. They seem like a partying kind of bunch don't they?

Study: Alligators Dangerous No Matter How Drunk You Are | The Onion - America's Finest News Source

Who, What Where and Why?

This is a picture of The Elk Creek Meanders in Idaho's Stanley Basin. One of the most beautiful places you could ever see. It is about 3 hours from me.
The town of Stanley is routinely the coldest place in the U.S. in the winter.
There are a ton of natural hot springs all over.


Can you guess who said this?

"To live is to choose. But to choose well, you must know who you
are and what you stand for, where you want to go and why you want
to get there."

I'll give you another clue tomorrow.
Can you guess why I am asking? Give it a shot...

My letter from the Universe today:

"You know how the wind, no matter how blustery, remains as silent as it is invisible, until it meets with leaves, and kites, and flags, and such? Well, Clance', it’s exactly the same with the manifesting forces that make dreams come true, until they meet with expectation. And right this second, they're whirling all around you, my little chiquita.
Happy Monday - The Universe

**NEWS FLASH * WEATHER ADVISORY ~ This week's forecast will be marked with buoyant optimism scattered throughout the land (especially over Boise) with intermittent bursts of hope, faith and euphoria that are expected to create numerous high pressure cells ideal for dreams coming true. So get on out there, Clance', and soak up those manifesting rays; it's going to be gorgeous.

Thoughts become things... choose the good ones!"

JEESH!! I LOVE Mike Dooley. You can get a Daily Note from the Universe too.
His Adventurer's Club is too much fun. He also has a lot of really neat free e-cards. There is never any spam, and the Adventurer's Club and Forum is a ton of fun and very inspiring. It is one of my favorite sites on the Web.

Gotta go. I have ton of things to do today. I am determined to finish the last of the painting I started awhile back. We got our new furniture and I can arrange it until the painting's done. I should probably douche out my house while I am at it too.
I get way too distracted by shiny objects way too easily I guess.
I am having Denise do a new template for the Church for me. The way I am motivating myself to finish is , as soon as I have all my other projects done... I get to play with what I want to do at the Church.
I am so like a little kid. I just want to play all day right now. It was a long ,rough winter. I am still recovering from Hell.**

**Update on Dale: Dale's hell still continue's in a lot of ways. He is still in a lot of pain all the time. His energy lever is nil. He is sleeping most of the time right now, catching up and healing from the ordeal. The Ribaviron stays in his system for 6 months. BUT at least the psych effects from the Interferon and Ribaviron combo are getting better every day. I am seeing some of the "guy I fell in love with" a little more every day. He is not near as cranky, and we even went 7 whole days without a disagreement of any kind (other than our political oppositional stands about George dummer-n-IQ60-ya. ** ).
Life is beginning to get back to normal in tiny bits every day.

!!Yippee!!

...Tally HO!!

Twin Falls, ID-duh-ho

I found (**borrowed) some beautiful pictures today of Twin Falls Idaho, where I was born. I will be adding a link to Idaho Blogs of note to my blog here soon. There are some really good ones out there. I found these pictures on an Idaho Blog called Sister Chicks Rule. It is a team blog that I wasn't able to comment on. BUT just in case they find the link to the picture with the linkback, E-MAIL ME PLEASE!!!! Go to my profile and I will email
you right back. I think we are in the same neighborhood, sort of. I recognized your house. I would love to meet with the "Idaho Bloggers" in the area for coffee once a month or so. That would be so cool. Let me know if any of the rest of you "here in I-Duh-ho" Blogger's would enjoy that....
If you're one of those "asshole / self - righteous / of course we control the vote" I-duh-ho-an's that just wants to push your agenda, don't bother to contact me.
I already know enough of your type and I do not want to be your friend.

Oh no...I am doomed.

Dang! (click here) I knew something was wrong with me.

Thursday's Monday Photo Shoot

My dear freind Antonette has a cool thing going on at her blog, called Monday Photo Shoot.
Here are the directions, stolen word for word from her blog, Jottings from Jersey, by me.

Your Monday Photo Shoot: Snap some shots of the birds around you. Whether they're out your window or in your house as pets, let's see some pictures of your fine feathered friends. You can take new shots or use old ones -- but try not to use shot you've already used before. Also remember that although it's called the Monday Photo Shoot, you can put up pictures on Tuesday, Wednesday or even Thursday morning and still have them part of the roundup on Thursday afternoon.
If you aren't already aware, Antonette has one of the best NASCAR blogs aroun...
Unrestricted: My NASCAR Rants and Raves. Antonette has also built a beautiful Memorial Website to Dale Earnhardt Sr, She is an Earnhardt Fan Always 3 Lady of the Blogoshere. Check out all her sites. Each is unique and wonderful. Her personal blog Jottings from Jersey, has always got a meme or two on it. She is just a lot of fun.

Here is a Red Hawk that was flying above my house night before last. I am elusively chasing my wild canary's again this year...They are shredding the screen on my office window to make a nest in the tree just off my window sill. I will get some pictures. I am determined. They are a bit of a challenge. They just don't sit still and they are fast.

6 Weird Things about Me.

PJ tagged me with the 6 weird things about me meme. I laughed when she did, as I thought this would be an easy meme because, there are a lot more than 6 weird things about me.
I think weird is a compliment.
The definition of weird is:
weird (wîrd) pronunciation
adj., weird·er, weird·est.
1. Of, relating to, or suggestive of the preternatural or supernatural.
2. Of a strikingly odd or unusual character; strange.
3. Archaic. Of or relating to fate or the Fates.
n.
1.
1. Fate; destiny.
2. One's assigned lot or fortune, especially when evil.
2. often Weird Greek & Roman Mythology. One of the Fates.
tr. & intr.v., weird·ed, weird·ing, weirds.
Slang. To experience or cause to experience an odd, unusual, and sometimes uneasy sensation. Often used with out.
[Middle English werde, fate, having power to control fate, from Old English wyrd, fate.]
weird'ly adv.
weird'ness n.
SYNONYMS weird, eerie, uncanny, unearthly. These adjectives refer to what is of a mysteriously strange, usually frightening nature. Weird may suggest the operation of supernatural influences, or merely the odd or unusual: “The person of the house gave a weird little laugh” (Charles Dickens). “There is a weird power in a spoken word” (Joseph Conrad). Something eerie inspires fear or uneasiness and implies a sinister influence: “At nightfall on the marshes, the thing was eerie and fantastic to behold” (Robert Louis Stevenson). Uncanny refers to what is unnatural and peculiarly unsettling: “The queer stumps … had uncanny shapes, as of monstrous creatures” (John Galsworthy). Something unearthly seems so strange and unnatural as to come from or belong to another world: “He could hear the unearthly scream of some curlew piercing the din” (Henry Kingsley).
Thesaurus -
adjective
1. 1. Of a mysteriously strange and usually frightening nature: eerie, uncanny, unearthly. Informal spooky. See fear/courage, usual/unusual.
2. Deviating from the customary: bizarre, cranky, curious, eccentric, erratic, freakish, idiosyncratic, odd, outlandish, peculiar, quaint, queer, quirky, singular, strange, unnatural, unusual. Slang kooky, screwball. British Slang rum, rummy2. See usual/unusual.
3. Causing puzzlement; perplexing: curious, funny, odd, peculiar, queer, strange. See usual/unusual.
I also consider the word strange to sometimes be a compliment.
strange (strānj) pronunciation
adj., strang·er, strang·est.
1. Not previously known; unfamiliar.
2.
1. Out of the ordinary; unusual or striking.
2. Differing from the normal.
3. Not of one's own or a particular locality, environment, or kind; exotic.
4.
1. Reserved in manner; distant.
2. Not comfortable or at ease; constrained.
5. Not accustomed or conditioned: She was strange to her new duties.
6. Archaic. Of, relating to, or characteristic of another place or part of the world; foreign.
adv.
In a strange manner.
[Middle English, from Old French estrange, extraordinary, foreign, from Latin extrāneus, adventitious, foreign, from extrā, outside, from feminine ablative of exter, outward.]
strange'ly adv.
SYNONYMS strange, peculiar, odd, queer, quaint, outlandish, singular, eccentric, curious. These adjectives describe what deviates from the usual or customary. Strange refers especially to what is unfamiliar, unknown, or inexplicable: All summer I traveled through strange lands. Peculiar particularly describes what is distinct from all others: Cloves have a peculiar aromatic odor. Something that is odd or queer fails to accord with what is ordinary, usual, or expected; both terms can suggest strangeness or peculiarity: I find it odd that his name is never mentioned. “Now, my suspicion is that the universe is not only queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose” (J.B.S. Haldane). Quaint refers to pleasing or old-fashioned peculiarity: “the quaint streets of New Orleans, that most foreign of American cities” (Winston Churchill). Outlandish suggests alien or bizarre strangeness: The partygoers wore outlandish costumes. Singular describes what is unique or unparalleled; the term often suggests a quality that arouses curiosity or wonder: Such poise is singular in one so young. Eccentric refers particularly to what is strange and departs strikingly from the conventional: His musical compositions were innovative but eccentric. Curious suggests strangeness that excites interest: Americans living abroad often acquire a curious hybrid accent. See also synonyms at foreign.
Thesaurus -
adjective
1. Deviating from the customary: bizarre, cranky, curious, eccentric, erratic, freakish, idiosyncratic, odd, outlandish, peculiar, quaint, queer, quirky, singular, unnatural, unusual, weird. Slang kooky, screwball. British Slang rum, rummy2. See usual/unusual.
2. Causing puzzlement; perplexing: curious, funny, odd, peculiar, queer, weird. See usual/unusual.
3. Of, from, or characteristic of another place or part of the world: alien, exotic, foreign. Archaic outlandish. See native/foreign.
The adjective strange has 4 meanings:
Meaning #1: being definitely out of the ordinary and unexpected; slightly odd or even a bit weird
Synonym: unusual
Antonym: familiar (meaning #2)
Meaning #2: not known before
Synonym: unknown
Meaning #3: being or from or characteristic of another place or part of the world
Synonyms: alien, exotic
Meaning #4: not at ease or comfortable
Ok. I fit a great deal of those definitions and descriptions.
1. I read all magazines backwards first, and then from front to back.
2. I love a good dill pickle and peanut butter sandwich.
3. I cannot swim at all. Terrified of it.
4. I LOVE to jet ski, canoe and kayak.
5. I love teeter-totters.
6. I think Patchouli is the very best smell in the world.
Dale came up with a few others but I told him:
“There are just some things they don’t need to know.”
He replied:
“ You don’t want them to know your Dale Jr. collection is bigger than your Tony collection, do you?”
I bristle.
“ Shhhh. Only because there are more cool Jr. cars available.”
I lift one eyebrow and look him straight in the eye…
“And we are not even going to bring up the Gordon cars, now are we?”

By the way…look what UPS brought me today.