This piece is going to a Indians fan. Bad photo, I need to get serious about shooting shots. Anyway, the Juju Woman will make you a one of a kind of anything. I’m not whoring her out, but she has had many requests for custom stuff. This one is about 15 width, because that’s what they wanted. I should probably build a site and showcase her stuff, but I’m lazy, and have no idea if it would be worth it.
This is not an endorsement:
I just wonder why so many people don’t like Sarah Palin. Is it because she’s a woman? Is it because she resigned as Governor of Alaska? Is it because she has a daughter who had a child out of wedlock? Is it because she’s not afraid so say what she feels? And on and on and on. She is a strong woman who believes in values.
I love smart women. The best part of a man, it a smart woman. The best part of a woman is a smart man. I will debate this with anyone. Resigning as Governor of Alaska had to be done…she can now concentrate on the bigger picture, which is what we need. Her replacement can run Alaska just fine. She wouldn’t have done it if she wasn’t confident he could. In politics, people have to make decisions for the good of all. I believe she has our best interests at heart. We’re way past book deals and money, and I do not believe that is her intention, as some would believe. I’ve seen her in person, I think she is sincere…we need more people who care, and are not afraid to stand up for what they believe. I’m tired of people throwing her off the bus and under the truck. She’s not right or left…she is for change, and the Maker knows, if we don’t change our direction, we’re going to crash and burn. Fact.
I think many people are scared of her, what she represents. For a woman, she has huge balls (so to say), and is not afraid to go head to head with a Momma Grizzly.
My first and only encounter with a Momma Grizzly with her two cubs occurred when I was hiking in the Pacific Northwest with four friends. We jumped down from a berm about 15 ft., and a Grizzly with her two cubs was about 30 yards away. We didn’t see them before, and she rose up on her hind legs, looked at us, and roared like you wouldn’t believe. We had no protection…no guns…scared the shit out of all of us. We broke for cover and ran about a mile through the woods to our vehicle. She did not pursue us, or we’d been dead. We were lucky. Since that experience, I never hike anywhere without something that can level the playing field. After we were safe and sound…we all agreed that she was on our side…and would like to have her running point on our future missions. I’m just saying, never ever fuck with or threaten someones cubs.
We are the cubs, and we need the ammunition to survive. Think about it. Running away is not an option. 0bama and his mob will eat us given the chance, and we’re giving them the chance.
Another one (window) from the Juju Woman. These people chose the colors and the geometry, and it is not completely seated, yet, but anyway, it’s pretty interesting. It faces due west, is installed in their bedroom…and it lights the room up so much, you gotta wear shades. It gives them rays of different colors based on the angle of the sun. Pretty cool, the color rays change with time…everyday, every minute. You can see the changes. Damn near make you dizzy. It’s about 30 X 30.
You should read this, and the comments.
This was one of the most physically demanding excursions I’ve ever attempted…and I was in shape.
Several years ago, in August, some friends and I arrived at the rim of the Grand Canyon. I’ve got to tell you, that is one big ass ditch.
It was an afternoon in August when we decided to descend that night, and ascend the following day. Sixteen miles round trip, no problem. This was a bad decision. Going down to the river at night, and up in the day…was just plain fucking stupid. Bass-ackward .
How we made it to the river, I’ll never know. We were drinking beer all the way down, and hiking down in the dark is dangerous. You are history if you stumble over the edge of a switchback. At the bottom, we had some more warm beverages (beer was hot) , did some stargazing, went skinny-dipping, and made breakfast.
At about mid morning, no sleep, we headed back for the rim, and it was Hot. Really really Hot. About half way up, we were all in pretty bad shape. We’d already discarded most of our supplies due to weight, refilled the wine sacks with alien water, and bummed salt tablets from passing hikers. Yeap, we never considered that one.
At about the two-thirds mark, we were becoming delirious and I thought I was dying. To save distance, we decided to climb the switchbacks instead of hiking them. The first one I climbed, I came face to face with about twenty or thirty rattlesnakes sunning on the rocks, and I busted my ass making my escape. I didn’t stick around to count ‘em, so I rolled/fell about fifty feet to the lower path. That hurt like hell, and I was busted up pretty good. We kept walking.
At about the three quarters mark we happened upon a Park Ranger with a donkey. One of us could barely stand, and needed to be evacuated. The Ranger agreed, so we strapped his ass on his donkey, and off they went.
The rest of us continued on, discovered a pool with a waterfall, and immediately dove in. This resulted in all of us developing some mysterious skin spots that lasted for a year or more.
We made it up and out, but after I took the last step over the rim, all of the muscles in both my legs cramped, and I collapsed. That hurt, and I was sore for a long long time.
When it’s 120+ degrees – never, ever, hike eight miles uphill.
That was stupid, but I’ve never seen so many stars.
I’ve seen some large snakes in the wild, in my life, but nothing like this. This guy was out looking for hogs in Georgia with his shotgun…damn good thing he had it with him. Heard a rattle and his first instinct was to point and shoot. He is about 6’2”. Look at the head on that thing!!! Eastern Diamondback.
I’m telling you, that snake is approaching small dinosaur dimensions. I don’t think his “snake boots” would have helped…good thing he had a shotgun. That is a huge ass Rattlesnake.
I have a bunch of spare bricks…the ones with holes in ‘em, and some spare grills. I was bored, so I thought I would throw a small fire-pit / grill together for the hell of it…using wood, not charcoal. I don’t use gas, ever. Took about ten minutes to build. Turned out better than I thought. Since this was the first test, I used some chicken, some peppers, some onion, and a potato. Cooking on wood is way different than charcoal. I know that, but I was experimenting. Hey, it worked fine. An addition to the Juju Theater. Since I was a little Yabu, I’ve always loved a drive-in movie theater. Especially when I found out what girls were, but there are none around here…so we made our own. The ingredients are as follow:
Clothes line.
Queen size bed sheet w/ bricks for an anchor)
Laptop (computer).
Video Projector (USB connection)
Long extension cord…just in case.
Table
Cooler
Lounging chairs
A cool dog…Stretch loves movie night.
Concession Stand (pictured below) before dark
I swear to the Maker, The Juju Drive-In is downtown. Just ask Stretch. He watches a little movie, goes on patrol, watches some more, and goes on patrol again.
Too much fun…
I need one of these,
because I would like to know where we’re heading. Our current bunch of lying, cheating, elected politicians are taking us down a dead-end road. It gets worse, day by day. Everyone needs to be thinking about Plan B. Everything, as we knew it, is changing, and changing fast. The mid-term elections are, maybe, the most IMPORTANT elections ever…at least in our lifetimes. We’ve got to start sometime, and sometime is now. You owe it to the American people…VOTE…vote your conscience…vote for your children, and their children. Regardless of which side you side with…if you don’t vote, you’re the problem and a coward…stand up for what you think is ethical and right for our and your future generations.
You’ve got to vote, and if you don’t vote you’ve no control of your future, and forfeited your right to have an opinion. . If you want someone else to make decisions for you, fine, but you are not a true American. America is a Constitutional Republic, not a Direct Democracy. There is a huge difference.
I hear people who want to change the electoral college. Most people I talk to don’t understand what the electoral college is, have no clue, but they want to change something they don’t understand. So I’ve been trying to come up with an analogy.
The world series is a “best of seven”...winner take all, but the rules are how many games you won, compared to the number of points scored. This, in fact, is the only way to level the playing field. That is the rule of play. So, the 1st team wins the first 3 games 300 to nothing, so they have a score of of 900. The second team wins the next 4 games 1 to 0, so the total score is 900 to 4. Who wins? Team 1 has 900 runs…team 2 has 4 runs…team 2 won the majority of games, so they win.
I would really like you to help me out with this. I need a better analogy. I mean, how do you make people understand the Electoral College, and how it makes it fair for people who live in smaller local populations, and ensure that their opinions count?
Talk to me!!!
I need another analogy…someone help me out with this.
August 29, 2010
Stretch Cornbread
…before he had a collar.