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Hurley Thompson and Wilson Hackett were members of the National Guard. They had been on duty when the call came in that some Federal agency needed backup at a raid in their county. So they'd signed out weapons, ammo, and a Humvee.
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So... There I was, headed into town, Monday, April 15th, a date that will live in infamy. For, I am the Family Messenger enroute to the Postal Service Office to send the Family share of the National Debt to the Cesspool on the Potomac.
If you don't understand that nomenclature, well, we can't be friends.
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I noted that the PO parking lot was a little fuller than usual, although it was noonish, so I assumed they were folks picking up mail for businesses or because it was lunchtime and they had time to do so.
Silly me, No, virtually everyone there had an envelope of various sizes all addressed to the same Austin address. Seems like Mrs. J and I weren't the only one's wanting to hang on to their money as long as legally possible.
Yes, short of Christmas Eve, April 15th is probably the busiest Post Office day of the year. So...One clerk on duty. By the time I got to the front of the line it extended out the door. US Gummint at it's finest.
But, because I dislike driving through town, (18 wheelers, pedestrians, and out of town drivers makes a mix that borders on disaster. Hence, I tend to avoid it when possible) I had, several years ago, discovered a back road that while two lanes, avoids most of the primary traffic ball ups. It goes through some ranch land and follows a creek with trees, and little traffic!
What's not to like?
This day, after the spike in BP at the post office, tranquility was high on the "wish for" list. The Big Guy came through.
That, my Friends, is a Texas Longhorn and, No, I'm not referring to a college football team.
You may notice a few things about these pictures. One (and the most important one) there is a fence in the picture between them and I. Two, there are indications in a couple of the pictures, that the pictures were taken from inside the car. Three, and you'll have to trust me on this, while my foot was on the brake pedal, the car was still running and in gear, just in case.
Magnificent animals, and smart. They gave me a quick once over glance, determined the threat level was low both in likelihood of some poor action idea as well as low likelihood of my ability to cause harm. So, they just returned to grazing.
I'm pretty sure after I left and went around the corner, the herd pulled the vodka martini's and Guinness from camouflaged refrigerators and consumption was resumed. But, I was happy, and they seemed to enjoy the attention.
Which brings us to the never ending project story.
THE big event over this past week was the arrival of Little J with his successful escape from Sodom on the Potomac. He and LJW decided to stay the night in Moscow on the Colorado for some reason or another. I'm SURE it was to avoid rush hour traffic and had nothing whatsoever to do with not seeing each other for a very long time.
In any case, Mrs J and I had care of Miss B. It was quite fun and the following morning was pretty interesting in itself.
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I wish I'd have been faster on the camera, when she looked up from the phone and saw the same guy on the phone in the same room as her. A flood of recognition and understanding who was in the room with her. Dada!
Yeah, a heart warming moment!
But as you are reading this, he's en route to Honk Honk to finish up there. He'll be back in the Great State early in June to pick up Wife and Daughter and move to Jolly Old England. Thank You, Lord!
All is well...
Finally, this was discovered by LJW and sent to me, regarding my post from last Monday and the attitude of some immigrants from out of state and the reaction to that from current residents.
I don't care who you are...That's funny right there!
* A little of this, a little of that. Or a Song. I'd used its title as the title of one of my previous posts, hence again. This Tune is pretty catchy, among other things. Might even add a little energy to Sarge's battery. Hope you feel better soon.
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December 15th, 2005 at 3:52 pm
Lazlo was creamed chipped beef on toast! Serves him right for hangin with an enlisted honey!
BTW: Nobody could bribe the QM on duty to tell the story???