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I believe

  • I believe that there is no shame in having family and friends to support you in your life.
  • I believe that if you choose to not lean on anyone unless you absolutely have to, that’s OK too.
  • I believe that my life is my responsibility, not yours.
  • I believe that I have the right to reject taking responsibility for your life.
  • I believe that if I am being asked to take responsibility for something, then I get a voice in that thing.
  • I believe that I value all life, but I’m honest enough to admit that there is a hierarchy of lives that I value: my kids, my wife, my family, my friends, my countrymen, our allies, then the rest of y’all.  My own is in there somewhere too.
  • I believe that faith is a personal matter and that no church guarantees faith.
  • I believe that there is true evil and true good in this world.  I’ve seen both.
  • I believe that I am my brother’s keeper, but if I have to keep him, I get to put a boot in his ass until he doesn’t need a keeper.
  • I believe that blogging isn’t as good a cure for insomnia as I had hoped.

Thought for the Day

If your wife is debating whether she wants to eat the left-over Chinese food from last night or the hamburger stew she made tonight for dinner, do not use the phrase “You ought to eat your own dog food” when she asks for your input.

Quote of the Day

I can not speak for anyone other than myself, but I am done.  I fucked up.  I should have fought.  I should have kicked and screamed and clawed and told him to get the hell off of me.  I should have made him GET THE HELL OFF of me, but I didn’t and I am done feeling bad about it.  I have decided that I will never willing allow anyone to hurt me again.  That is just not going to happen.  My children are safe because I will fight back.   He may kill me and that’s fine, but it will get real fricken ugly before he does. If by the grace of God I make it out of the fight alive, I will not feel guilty.  I will not feel sad.  I will not spend one more day letting the bad guy get anymore of my life.  Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.  Everyone has to walk their own journey and I will be here for however long that takes each you(those that have reached out to me or anyone else that needs a friend), but my prayer for you, if you were a victim of a bad guy, is that you will say ENOUGH, no more, I am DONE! I want you to say my life was worth it that day, whatever day that bad thing happened, and it is worth today.  Whatever we have to do.  Move, change jobs, find new friends, get help, cry, scream, forgive…Life without joy isn’t worth living and dying isn’t an option, so lets LIVE!  Lets find a way to live! For ourselves and to help other women heal. Lets give them good solid examples of women who said, screw you asshole, you are not getting one more second of my life. — A Girl And Her Gun, “It Doesn’t Matter

Amen

Blogs Roundup

  • Laura gives me a much needed giggle snort.
  • Coop gives evidence that he and his wife are a good pairing.
  • Christmas comes early over at Notes From the Bunker
  • The Firearms Blog shows some new pyrotechnic shotgun rounds that I simply must try.  Or maybe I’ll just shoot a Mosin carbine.  
  • The Best Defense has a report of new hardware for the Navy.
  • Defense Tech posts about something that makes my non-flying self ask “Is that a bad thing?”.
  • Castle Argghh! posts up a video of things that civilians say to veterans.  Yes, I’ve either been asked all these things, or been present when they’re asked of someone else. As a side note, I’ve been asked “Did you ever kill someone?” in job interviews. Oh, and kids, I’ve heard the “military intelligence / oxymoron” joke enough for one lifetime, OK?

30 Days of Churchill – Day 5

The power of the Executive to cast a man in prison without formulating any charge known to the law, and particularly to deny him the judgement of his peers is in the highest degree odious and is the foundation of all totalitarian government, whether Nazi or Communist. — In a telegram (November 21, 1942)

My Take – NDAA, ‘nuf said.

Today’s Earworm

Hmmmm

Girlie Bear just asked permission to take Mentos and Diet Coke to school for a science experiment.  I told her that if her science teacher emailed me proving that this isn’t stupid teenager tricks, then OK.  But I still think that nothing good can come from this.

Thank You

I got my DaddyBear nickname when Junior was a very young boy.  We used to watch The Jungle Book* quite regularly, and at one point, Mowgli calls Baloo “Papa Bear”.  Junior was tickled by this, but in our family, “Papa” is what you call your grandfather, so I was “Daddy Bear”.  It stuck.

One of my favorite songs to sing with the kids has always been “The Bear Necessities” from Disney’s Jungle Book, and Boo always starts smiling when he hears me humming it and breaks out into his version of the lyrics.

If you watch me play rough with my kids, you’ll also notice the similarities. 

Yesterday, one of the men who wrote that song and lot of the other songs I love from my first and second childhoods died in London.

Robert B. Sherman, one half of the prolific, award-winning pair of brothers who penned instantly memorable songs for “Mary Poppins,” “The Jungle Book” and “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” — as well as the most-played tune on Earth, “It’s a Small World (After All)” — has died. He was 86.

Mr. Sherman, thank you for the fun that you’ve given my family, and I can promise that that fun will continue for at least one more generation. Girlie Bear has made me promise that I will play and sing as DaddyBear with her children.

*I’m a big kid, I admit it.  The first movie I ever bought on VHS was The Jungle Book.  Of course, the next one was Highlander, but you do what you gotta do.

Today’s Earworm

I need something whimsical.

30 Days of Churchill – Day 4

We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the Old. — Speech in the House of Commons (4 June 1940)