Monday, December 29, 2008

New Years Resolution tag

I've been tagged by Bria, the subject being my New Years Resolutions.

Here goes.

Everyone needs to set goals that they wish to accomplish each year. Name ten of your goals for the upcoming year. Link to the person who tagged you. Then tag seven people and link to them. Tell the people you tagged that they are tagged!

Mike's goals for this new year

To honor God in all I do and follow all of His commands

To write at least five screenplays

To make at least one of these screen plays into a movie

To finish learning French

To learn how to play the guitar

To help at least five of the guys in my Troop get Eagle Scout

To become more proficient with our pistole

To weed our garden more often (last year it got to be quite a mess)

To finish reading all of the books I've started

That everything I do bring glory to my Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ

I tag Livvy, Stephen G, Son3, Emmy and Ivey, Dad.
Not quite 7, I know, but right now I'm packing for my trip to TX tomorrow, so I reckon it'll have to do. :)

Thanks Bria!

God Bless,

Friday, December 26, 2008

A Universal Feeling

I just found this video on youtube, most of y'all will probably relate to this like I do. :)

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

A Tribute to 777

About 2 years ago I joined Boy Scout Troop 777.
Troop 777 is unique, in that all of the guys are Christians, homeschooled and generally like-minded.

Before Scouts, most of my friends were neighbors, nine times out of ten they were not the right people to be around, more than once was I been ridiculed for not going with the flow. Thus, I figured that maybe I was more of the "lone wolf" type, it might not be as fun, but hey, at least I wasn't getting into any more fights with my "friends".

However, in October of 2006, I attended a meeting of Troop 777 after being invited by a fellow Reformed homeschooler I gotten to know at a VF event.
I met 14 guys alot like me, we might not have agreed 100% on everything, we still might not, but I'd have to say at the very least I agree 90% with my Brothers in Christ.

Each trip we went on started with a prayer, each evening ended with a devotion and before we started out the subsequent day we would usually start by reading a Proverb and discussing the wisdom contained therein.

Our Scoutleader is Mr. "SGT" Bill Neal, devout Christian, Vietnam Veteran, booby-trap specialist and all-around great American.
The Troop would not be the same without Mr. Neal, who has given countless hours to make sure we had a good time and got something out of it.

In May of 2007 we had a camp-out at Mr. Neal's house, I had advanced two ranks at the same time.
Mr. Neal sat down with me and told me I now had a chance at getting the lofty rank of Eagle Scout.
My response was "Well, that would be great Mr. Neal, but that means I got a long way to go and a short time to get there."
Mr. Neal encouraged me to do my best to get Eagle, even though at the time I thought it was nigh unto impossible.

That July I attended my first Scout Summer Camp.
This was really the first time I was away from my parents and surrounded with "Babylonian" peers, I came to realize not only how much Christians are ridiculed but also destained.
Evidently, we were "that Troop", the one made up completly of those "homeschooling nuts". When I stood up to one particular guy, who did not really care to be corrected for some garbage he spewed, I found five pairs of clinched fists backing me up. I decided I liked being surrounded by homschooling nuts.

That instance is just one of many.
Quite a few people have tried to put us down, but all they do is further cement our bonds of Friendship and Brotherhood in Christ.

This past May, I received the rank of Life Scout and thus the last leg of my journey had begun. The first thing I had to do was think up an idea for a Eagle Project.

The first project I had in mind was a solar hot-water heater for a low-income church in our county seat.
This was a great project idea, but it just didn't feel right.
I wanted to do something bigger, something I knew more about, something with more meaning. I've always been interested in military history, WWII especially, but I had no idea how to incorporate that into an Eagle Project. After brainstorming with my Dad, we thought that a Memorial to all of the WWII veterans from our county would be great.

So after much coordinating with my county, paperwork and the like I brought my idea before a project board which consists of 5 Eagle Scouts, and whose lone purpose is to approve or disapprove Eagle Projects. After deliberating with the Project Board for 2 hours, they agreed to let me build the Memorial, as long as it was dedicated to all veterans from my county.

It takes about six to eight weeks to build the type of Memorial I wanted, but first I had to procure the funding. I had been talking to a Mr. Oglesby, from Keystone Memorials in Elberton GA about having them build a Memorial for me, but I only had until mid-September to get all $3300 that I needed.
If I did not have it by then I would have to go with a much simpler and quicker project.

August came and went, as did the first week of September, to make a long story not as long, I received $2000 dollars from a company that would like to remain anonymous.
Very shortly after that I ordered the Memorial.

I also needed bricks for the pathway that led up to the Memorial itself, I again began seeking donations, a local wrecking company owned by Mr. Bill Reeves, who is an Eagle Scout, donated all 256 that I needed.

That done, I planned all of my Project workdays.
When I went before the Project Board, they told me that, even though all other councils do not require this, my Project must have at least 150 man hours.
The best way to explain man hours is like this.
If three guys go out and work for an hour they just worked for three man hours.

My Troop has grown significantly since I joined, from 15 guys to 23.
I sent out an email telling about my first project workday, I received 4 responses, but when I arrived at our designated meeting place I found everybody in our Troop and quite a few Dads ready and waiting to start my Project.
This was late October, I now had less than a month and a half to finish my Project.

Mr. Oglesby, who turned out to be a homeschooling Dad and Eagle Scout, rushed my Memorial and got it to me in record time looking wonderful.
We laid it on the 29th of November.
You can see pictures of the workday and the finished Memorial here.

After this, all I had to do was finish my paperwork and get it to the proper authorities before my 18th birthday.
Thankfully, this was done in time and I was granted an Eagle Board, which is convened the 2nd Thursday of every month, it just so happened to be on my birthday.
As Mr. Neal said at the time, it was hit or miss.

To sum everything up, I met with the Board, who asked me a few questions and then told me to wait outside the room. After a little while I was asked to come back in and then was congratulated for achieving Eagle Scout.

All of this would never have come to pass without the good Lord, and the help of everybody in my Troop, many of the guys put their own Eagle Projects off for awhile so I could complete mine in time, for which I'm extremely grateful.

Whenever I think about the camaraderie in Troop 777, I'm reminded of two things, the first is Proverbs 27:17 which reads: "As Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend."

The second is the rousing speech from the Shakespearean play Henry V, which is recited quite often in our Troop.

"Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day.
Then shall our names, familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered,

We few, we happy few,
we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day."

Thanks 777!

God Bless,

Friday, December 12, 2008

Happy Birthday My Own First Born Man-Child, My Barefoot Boy

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lip, redder still
Kissed by strawberries on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim’s jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy,—
I was once a barefoot boy!

Prince thou art,—the grown-up man
Only is republican.
Let the million-dollared ride!
Barefoot, trudging at his side,
Thou hast more than he can buy
In the reach of ear and eye,—
Outward sunshine, inward joy:
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!

Oh for boyhood’s painless play,
Sleep that wakes in laughing day,
Health that mocks the doctor’s rules,
Knowledge never learned of schools,
Of the wild bee’s morning chase,
Of the wild-flower’s time and place,
Flight of fowl and habitude
Of the tenants of the wood;
How the tortoise bears his shell,
How the woodchuck digs his cell,
And the ground-mole sinks his well;
How the robin feeds her young,
How the oriole’s nest is hung;
Where the whitest lilies blow,
Where the freshest berries grow,
Where the ground-nut trails its vine,
Where the wood-grape’s clusters shine;
Of the black wasp’s cunning way,
Mason of his walls of clay,
And the architectural plans
Of gray hornet artisans!
For, eschewing books and tasks,
Nature answers all he asks;
Hand in hand with her he walks,
Face to face with her he talks,
Part and parcel of her joy,—
Blessings on the barefoot boy!

Oh for boyhood’s time of June,
Crowding years in one brief moon,
When all things I heard or saw,
Me, their master, waited for.
I was rich in flowers and trees,
Humming-birds and honey-bees;
For my sport the squirrel played,
Plied the snouted mole his spade;
For my taste the blackberry cone
Purpled over hedge and stone;
Laughed the brook for my delight
Through the day and through the night,
Whispering at the garden wall,
Talked with me from fall to fall;
Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond,
Mine the walnut slopes beyond,
Mine, on bending orchard trees,
Apples of Hesperides!
Still as my horizon grew,
Larger grew my riches too;
All the world I saw or knew
Seemed a complex Chinese toy,
Fashioned for a barefoot boy!

Oh for festal dainties spread,
Like my bowl of milk and bread;
Pewter spoon and bowl of wood,
On the door-stone, gray and rude!
O’er me, like a regal tent,
Cloudy-ribbed, the sunset bent,
Purple-curtained, fringed with gold,
Looped in many a wind-swung fold;
While for music came the play
Of the pied frogs’ orchestra;
And, to light the noisy choir,
Lit the fly his lamp of fire.
I was monarch: pomp and joy
Waited on the barefoot boy!

Cheerily, then, my little man,
Live and laugh, as boyhood can!
Though the flinty slopes be hard,
Stubble-speared the new-mown sward,
Every morn shall lead thee through
Fresh baptisms of the dew;
Every evening from thy feet
Shall the cool wind kiss the heat:
All too soon these feet must hide
In the prison cells of pride,
Lose the freedom of the sod,
Like a colt’s for work be shod,
Made to tread the mills of toil,
Up and down in ceaseless moil:
Happy if their track be found
Never on forbidden ground;
Happy if they sink not in
Quick and treacherous sands of sin.
Ah! that thou couldst know thy joy,
Ere it passes, barefoot boy!

by John Greenleaf Whittier

Thank you Mike for the Honor you have brought to your Father and Mother this week. May the Lord's richest blessings be yours. My darling boy, now man. I Love You!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Not unto us O LORD...

Psalm 115:1

Non nobis Domine, Domine
Non nobis Domine
Sed nomini, Sed nomini
Tu o da gloriam

Not unto us, O Lord
Not unto us, O Lord
But to Your name
But to Your name
May all the glory be.

More posts following!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

O'er The Hills and Far Away...

Please keep in mind while reading this post, I do not intend to offend any of my dear Christian brothers with the following.

I merely seek to explain to ya'll my reasons for why I can not support the war in Iraq, even though I completely support the troops who are being sacrificed on the country's alter, in the name of bringing "Liberty" to a country that cannot understand Liberty because they reject Christ as a culture.

A popular song among the British during their campaigns in the 1700s went:

Here's fourteen shillings on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To list and fight the foe today
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
To the battle we will always stray
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

So fall in lads behind the drum
With Colours blazing like the sun
Along the road to come-what-may
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

If I should fall to rise no more
As many comrades did before
Ask the pipes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.

This fairly sums up the the attitude that I've witnessed among many folks in relation to the situation in Iraq, Patriotic, yet sort of a Imperialistic approach to America's Foreign Policy and willing to do whatever "King George" or the RNC asks of them.
But is this what the men who founded this country had in mind when they fought our first war?

Article I, Section 8, Clause 11 of the Constitution, AKA "The War Powers Clause" reads:

"Section 8. The Congress shall have power to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts and excises, to pay the debts and provide for the common defense and general welfare of the United States; but all duties, imposts and excises shall be uniform throughout the United States;

To declare war, grant letters of marque and reprisal, and make rules concerning captures on land and water;

To raise and support armies, but no appropriation of money to that use shall be for a longer term than two years; ...."

The founding fathers did not want another king, but a constitutional republic.

James Madison once said of the clause, "In no part of the constitution is more wisdom to be found, than in the clause which confides the question of war and peace to the legislature, and not to the executive department."
However, Congress in effect "Sold their birth right" and voted to cede this power to the President (an unconstitutional act allowed by an unconstitutional resolution, the War Powers Resolution), thus making George Bush practically a king, able to declare war on any country at his leisure.

It seems if Congress voted to do so, another violation of this same section could allow the President to levy taxes, the American people would have no representation, what was it the Patriots of the American Revolution used to say?
Something like"No taxation without representation".

So why did Bush decide to declare war on the sovereign nation of Iraq?

Ask your average "Conservative" and they'll tell you "To protect us from WMDs that Saddam would use against us" did we ever find these WMDs?


I'm not saying that he did not have them, but if we invaded a country in which we would lose 4207 soldiers (and counting) you would think that the great US of A would have found at least a few.

But in his address to the American people, what did "King George" have to say about why we invaded?

"To disarm Iraq, to free its people and to defend the world from grave danger.

peace of a troubled world and the hopes of an oppressed people now depend on you. The people you liberate will witness the honorable and decent spirit of the American military.

Saddam Hussein has placed Iraqi troops and equipment in civilian areas attempting to use innocent men, women and children as shields for his own military, a final atrocity against his people.

I want Americans and all the world to know that coalition forces will make every effort to spare innocent civilians from harm.

And helping Iraqis achieve a united, stable and free country will require our sustained commitment.

We come to Iraq with respect for its citizens, for their great civilization and for the religious faiths they practice. We have no ambition in Iraq except to remove a threat and restore control of that country to its own people.

Our nation enters this conflict reluctantly, yet our purpose is sure.

The people of the United States and their friends and allies will not live at the mercy of an outlaw regime that threatens the peace with weapons of mass murder. We will meet that threat now with our Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and Marines so that we do not have to meet it later with armies of firefighters and police and doctors on the streets of our cities.

We will defend our freedom. We will bring freedom to others. And we will prevail.
May God bless our country and all who defend her."

It seems to me that Bush talks more about securing freedom for the Iraqi's than about protecting his own people; the people he was sworn to defend.

He accused Saddam of the "use [of] innocent men, women and children as shields for his own military", yet Bush has sent thousands of Women's Husbands and Children's Mothers to die for his dream of a one world order so that we can "bring freedom to others", I want my freedoms as an American!

That's the reason why Dr. Ron Paul was leading in the polls among the troops for such a long time, they realize that this is a war we cannot win, we are not fighting against Terrorists and Insurgents, but against Islam itself.

The Republican party has hardened its heart against our Veterans; we already know that many of them have PTSD (Post-traumatic Stress Disorder), but the Republicans want to stay in Iraq and the Democrats want to cut spending on medical assistance for our Veterans, so it seems our government is trying the "Patton therapy".

I think far to many people who call themselves Conservatives have hardened their hearts as well, they know that the Liberals are against the war because Bush, a Republican, started it.

If Gore had won in 2000 and then went on to make the exact decisions that Bush did, I'm sure that the majority of Democrats would applaud the war and the same number Republicans deride it.

It's called politics boys.

And in all of this, who is left out in the cold, being shot at by crazed fanatics who dream of Crusaders and Saracens?
The American Soldier.
Who is separated from his loved ones, forced to tolerate mandatory inoculations, wage a war for he knows not what, sit in a desert until he is shipped home in a C-130, alive and laughing or silent in a box?
The American Soldier.

Who is thrown around by power hungry politicians who view him as a number, a statistic, a bartering piece for their own "glory"?

I could go on and on and on, but instead let me say that the average American Soldier has more of the founding fathers in him than 90% of the men in D.C.

I hope what I've said has made sense, I love the laws my country was based upon, but I fear the men who lead her do not.

Columbia commands and we obey, over the hills and far away.

God Bless,

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Happy Birthday!

I would like to wish our good friend Stephen Boyd a very happy birthday,

Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag do chúl
Go lonraí an ghrian go te ar d'aghaidh
Go dtite an bháisteach go mín ar do pháirceanna
Agus go mbuailimid le chéile arís,
Go gcoinní Dia i mbos A láimhe thú.

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

God Bless you buddy!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

To Our Veterans

Just a poem that, for some reason, reminded me of the many men who died fighting for our freedom's, specifically in the Second War for Independence.

Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney, 1967

The pockets of our great coats full of barley
No kitchens on the run, no striking camp,
We moved quick and sudden in our own country.
The priest lay behind ditches with the tramp.

A people, hardly marching, on the hike.
We found new tactics happening each day:
We'd cut through reins and rider with the pike
And stampede cattle into infantry,
Then retreat through hedges where cavalry must be thrown.

Until, on Vinegar Hill, the fatal conclave.

Terraced thousands died, shaking scythes at cannon.
The hillside blushed, soaked in our broken wave.
They buried us without shroud or coffin,
But in August the barley grew up from the grave.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Mise Mheiriceá

After hearing of the victory that Obama received this morning, I thought "well, at least we'll have 2010 and 2012" but then I thought "that means we have to put up with this dictator's wants and wishes for four more years".

We may come under physical attack from this man, he has already stated that he wants to havethe equivalent of the brown shirts policing our streets.

I reminds me of the poem The Rebel by Padraig (Patrick) Henry Pearse, one of the key men in the Irish Rebellion of 1916 who ended up giving his life for his country.

I am come of the seed of the people, the people that sorrow;
Who have no treasure but hope,
No riches laid up but a memory of an ancient glory.
My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born,
I am of the blood of serfs;
The children with whom I have played,
The men and women with whom I have eaten,
Have had rulers over them,
Have been under the lash of tyrants, and though gentle, have served churls.

The hands that have touched mine, the dear hands whose touch is familiar to me
Have worn shameful manacles, have been bitten at the wrist by manacles,
have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers.
I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone.

I that have never submitted;
I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people’s rulers,
I that have vision and bravery, and the gift of fiery speech,
I that have spoken with The Most High God Who rules on the top of His Holy Hill.

And because I am of the people, I understand the people,
I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire;
My heart is heavy with the grief of mothers,
My eyes have been wet with the tears of children,
I have yearned with old wistful men,
And laughed and fought with young men;

Their shame is my shame, and I have reddened for it.
Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full,
Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and their jailers.
With their Writs of Summons and their handcuffs,
Men mean and cruel.

I could have borne stripes on my body
Rather than this shame of my people.

And now I speak, being full of vision:
I speak to my people, and I speak in my people’s name to
The rulers of my people:
I say to my people that they are a great people,
That they are august despite their chains.
That they are greater than those that hold them
And stronger and purer,

That they have but need of courage,
and to call on the name of their God,
God the forgiving,
The Dear God who loves his people
For whom he died naked, suffering shame.

And I say to my people’s masters:
Beware of the thing that is coming! Beware of the risen people!

Who shall not take the chains that ye would give.

Did ye think to conquer the people, or that your will is stronger than law,
And men’s desire to be free?
We will try it out with you,
Ye that have harried and held,
Ye that have bullied and bribed.
Tyrants, hypocrites, liars!
God Bless,

Sunday, November 02, 2008

I Hath Been Tagged 2

I have been tagged by my good friend Stephen Boyd to list six random things about myself.

1. I've always liked to dam up creeks, before we bought land with any running water on it I
would improvise my own creek using a shovel and a hose.
2. My boots are chronically stinky, even though I only use them going to town or church.
3. As tough as I try to be, I'm still my Grandparents baby. (I Love you Nane and Grandad!)
4. I think that Red Bone coonhounds are the best dogs known to man.
5. For better or worse my favorite actor is James Cagney.
6. More than anything I want to bring glory to King Jesus.

I tag my Dad, my sister's Olivia, Emmy and Ivey and also Tommy Walker.

The Rules:

• Link to the person who tagged you.
• Post the rules on your blog.
• Write Six Random Things about yourself.
• “Tag” six-or-so other people at the bottom of your post.
• Leave comments on their blogs, letting them know they’ve been tagged.
• Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve written the post.

Thanks Stephen!

God Bless,

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

An Amazing Video

This has to be the best rendition I have heard of this song,* even if it doesn't have my favorite verse which is "Put him in charge of an Exxon tanker." :).

*I have not yet heard Mr. Charlie Zahm's version.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

I hath been tagged

My Sister Olivia has tagged me, she also informed me that I must do a post with 6 random things about myself or else eat my own cooking for a week.

Prepare to be shocked!

1. I have been mocked for being Irish multiple times.
2. Back when I played paintball, I was #1 when it came to Juggernaut.
3. I named my first Redbone after a character from the Andy Griffith show.
4. I'm working on getting the lofty rank of Eagle Scout.
5. I never wear shoes.
6. My favorite TV show is the original Iron Chef.

I don't really feel like taging anybody, but if you want to be tagged leave a comment asking to be.

God Bless,

Friday, October 03, 2008

Livin' the Communist Manifesto

Well, it looks as if we have taken yet another step towards communism today with the passing of Washington's new Magnum Opus bail-out bill, which can read about here.

The 5th point of the Communist Manifesto is the "Centralization of credit by the creation of a national bank".

Sound familiar?

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The New Monsterous Regiment of Women.

I've noticed that there has been a good bit of controversy within the circle of Homeschool bloggers recently over whether to accept or reject McCain's new VP Sarah Palin. I fail to see her appeal to Evangelicals.

I think that the Conservatives need to be looking to fellow Conservatives from Alaska and seeking their opinion on Palin, someone I would recommend reading is Mr. Jerad from AK, who has done several terrific blog posts on Palin (I agree 100 percent with him), Jerad has campaigned AGAINST Palin in the past and is helping in the fight against her now.

I would also recommend this sermon (which I'm sure all of you have heard, but just in case you haven't) by Dr. Morecraft, my new favorite out of all of his great lectures.

Something else I really recommend is this video by Dr. Voddie Baucham in which he debates Margaret Feinberg.
One of the highlights in this video is when he rebukes her for "Playing fast and loose with the Text", good stuff ;).

Again, I'm sure you've read this but I have to put it out here, this is one of the most powerful articles that I've read, by Mr. Geoffrey Botkin entitled "The Miraculous Sanctification of the Republican Party".

I find it disgusting the way most male conservatives are acting about this, I've talked to grown men who would not let Palin preach at their church, yet are so ready to declare her their new Über Führer. To throw a woman onto the Front lines of what is a Spiritual War, "For we fight not against flesh and blood", this is not manliness but effeminacy.

To me, it conjures up visions of a mob chanting "Jump, Jump!" to a confused woman, perched on the edge of a precipice.

A couple of weeks ago I was talking to a fellow homeschooler from scouts about politics, we started off by chatting about my meeting former Speaker of the House, Newt Gingrich, he said "WOW I didn't know he was in town, by the way ain't it great that Palin got the VP?", this same guy used to hate McCain, but since he is now the Republican nominee he thinks that McCain can do no wrong.

So I said "No, are you kidding? Not only is she not as conservative as she is being portrayed, but she's a WOMAN" so he replied "Well maybe it's not the best thing, but it's better than Obama".

But is it better than Obama?

Republicans were soooo worried about Ron Paul splitting the ticket even though they agreed with most of what he said, so most of them went for Huckabee or Romney, Ive already done a post on Huckabee, so if you will allow me to go on a short rant....

I COULD NOT vote in any circumstance for Mitt Romney, not only because of his extremely liberal stance on a lot of things, but because he was a member of a cult that denies the Deity of CHRIST, a cult of wolves in sheep's clothing, a cult that is nothing more than an 19th century Branch Davidian.

Romney is the one who split the vote! Because of a lot of Christians who were too pessimistic, scared and weak to vote for the right person, the Biblical candidate is now out and we (supposedly) have to choose between evil and tyranny.

Maybe if Obama did become president the Christians would realize the cost of their stupidity, then we might band together in 2012 and win a victory for America, Christendom and even the World. A new revolution, a revolution without revising our government, but merely seeking to uphold the revolutionary idea that it is "Self evident that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness".

That's the "change" I'm talking about.

It looks like it won't be long before the government starts exercising it's might over us, and the Christians are the ones who brought it on, by settling with the lesser of the evils, and because they did not band together with the Joshuas and Calebs who were ready to posses the land the way the LORD wanted them to.

God Bless,

Friday, September 12, 2008

Full Auto

After reading Son3's post about whether or not Fully Automatic guns should be legal, illegal or if the states decide, I did a wee bit of searching.

And I found....


Now I just have to get some more mula, then I can get a "Rootie-tootie aim and shootie!".


Thursday, September 11, 2008

Never Forget 9/11 or our Soldiers

On this, the 7th anniversary of the cowardly Islamo-facist attacks on the WTC, I thought I would do a post in honor of those who died in the attack, and to our troops who have been forced to fight an uncostitutional war.

Oh how do you do, young Willy McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done

And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great falling in 1916
Well I hope you died quick
And I hope you died clean or Willy McBride,
was is it a slow and sad scene?

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you're forever nineteen

Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn, tattered, and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather fame

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

The sun shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now

But here in this graveyard that's still no mans land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation who were butchered like lambs

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And I can't help but wonder oh Willy McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end wars

Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing and dying was it all done in vain?
For Willy McBride, it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Scotland's Heroes

Hi Ya'll!

I'm sorry I haven't posted in awhile, we've had a very busy month.

Last Thursday we went to the Circa History Guild in Atlanta to listen to a couple of lectures by Dr. Joseph Morecraft and Mr. Bill Potter on the Military history of Scotland and the Reformation in Scotland.
We successfully got everybody into the van, then set off for Atlanta, the city where it's always rush-hour.

After reaching said city we promptly got stuck in a traffic jam, the first of three we would encounter that day. By the time we got to the Circa History Guild we were 20 minutes late, most of you who have a rather large family like us know how big a deal it is when 9 people show up simultaneously, thankfully though they had plenty of room for us.
It turns out that they had started later then they were supposed to, so we got to hear most of Mr. Potter's very interesting lecture on the Military History of Scotland, after it was over there was a brief break during which my family got to meet him (my sisters immediately recognized him as "The voice of Elsie Dinsmore"). I asked him if it was alright to film Dr. Morecraft, which he said was fine, so I set up my camera while Mom and Dad talked to some like-minded folks we had met that evening.
Dr. Morecraft's lecture was really good as well, I filmed most of it and I'm hoping to be able to fix the sound a bit before posting (I had to record with a mic attached to my camera, thus recording echos, footsteps etc.).
Afterwards I got to meet and talk to Dr. Morecraft about a few things, it was really great to meet him in person after listening to his lectures.

After that we began our journey back home which turned out to be uneventfully.
Unfortunately, our regular camera was "indisposed' and I didn't get any stills for this post, but fear not! I will upload the film that I have of the evening ASAP, but it will probably just be various parts of the message opposed to the whole thing (which was about 45 minutes long).

God Bless!

Friday, August 01, 2008

Nazi Pelosi declares "Lichter Weg"

Today, as the Republicans in Congress prepared to vote on offshore drilling Speaker of the House Pelosi decided that she was tired of the First Amendment.

So since she thinks that she is the boss because:

#1 She's a feminist and we all know that they know better than men, and

#2 because she has the POWER...all of the electrical power to Congress was cut.

Did this stop the Republicans from speaking?


Though she also had the power to the microphones and cameras turned off the Republicans kept on speaking.

Here is a report of what happened (Taken from WND):

"The Democrats turned out the lights, shut down the cameras and headed home for the month, but some 50 Republicans insistent on enacting legislation to address skyrocketing oil prices remained on the House floor for more than five hours this afternoon, delivering rousing speeches met with cheers from the gallery and taking swipes at their rivals.

"This is the people's House," Rep. Thaddeus McCotter, R-Mich., said, according to Politico. "This is not Pelosi's politburo."

The newssite said
Democratic aides were furious at the GOP members' refusal to leave and kicked out reporters from the Speaker's Lobby, the space next to the House floor where lawmakers are interviewed.
"You're not covering this, are you?" a senior Democratic aide whined, Politico reported.
Another aide called the Republicans "morons" for staying on the floor.

The GOP members are angered by Democratic house Speaker Nancy Pelosi's moves to block voting on a plan that would allow drilling offshore and in Alaska in a bid to reduce dependence on foreign sources of oil.

Republicans contend that with support from a substantial number of Democrats, they have more than enough votes.

Pretending to be a Democrat, Rep. Devin Nunes, R-Calif., stood on the other side of the chamber and listed all of the Republican bills killed by Democrats, Politico reported.
"I am a Democrat and here is my energy plan," he said, holding up a picture of an old VW Bug with a sail attached to it.

Nunes paraded the picture around the House floor to the cheers of the gallery crowd.

Employing the Internet to get the word out to voters, Rep. Pete Hoekstra, R-Mich., sent out a message from the floor via the Web service Twitter: "Call Speaker Pelosi at 202 225 0100. Demand vote on energy legislation."
Rep. John Culberson, R-Texas, also provided updates via Twitter.

The Republicans wrapped up their protest session at 5:05 p.m. by singing "God Bless America," said National Review writer Mark Hemingway.

The lawmakers, he said, left the chamber with the crowd chanting, "USA! USA!"
Politico said Minority Leader John Boehner, R-Ohio, and other GOP leaders opposed the motion to adjourn the House, at 11:23 a.m., arguing Pelosi's refusal to schedule a vote allowing offshore drilling is hurting the American economy.

The newssite said that at one point, the chamber lights and microphones were turned off, but then returned while Rep. John Shadegg, R-Ariz. was speaking.

Apparently, Shadegg turned on the PA system by typing in random codes and accidentally typed the correct code, allowing brief access before it was turned off again.
"I love this," Shadegg later told reporters up in the press gallery. "
Congress can be so boring.... This is a kick."

C-SPAN, which has no control over House cameras, stopped broadcasting after the official adjournment.

Politico reported Republicans tried to prevent Capitol
Police from removing reporters from the press gallery above the floor. The police were held off when they saw Minority Whip Roy Blunt, R-Mo., in the gallery talking to reporters, and Politico said GOP leaders tried to find other Republicans to rotate in for Blunt so reporters would not be kicked out.
Blunt's office sent out a message saying: "Although, this Democrat Majority just Adjourned for the Democrat 5-Week Vacation, House Republicans are continuing to fight on the House Floor. Although the lights, mics and C-SPAN cameras have been turned off, House Republicans are on the Floor speaking to the tax payers in the gallery who, not surprisingly, agree with Republican Energy proposals. All Republicans who are in town are encouraged to come to the House Floor."

Politico described the scene on the floor as "kind of crazy," noting members normally are not allowed to speak directly to the visitor gallery, and cheering from the gallery is not allowed.

But House members were walking up and down the floor to loud cheers, including standing ovations.

Rep. Don Manzullo, R-Ill., brought the crowd to its feet with a rousing speech that accused Democrats of stifling dissent, referencing President John Quincy Adams, who returned as a House member after his term in the White House.

The congressman left the floor to hugs from his colleagues, said Politico, noting, "You don't see that up here every day."

WND Editor Joseph Farah has organized a campaign to step up pressure on Congress to drop its moratorium on offshore drilling and reverse its decisions to ban exploration for oil in Alaska's ANWR reserves before adjournment at the end of September.
Farah's goal is to force Congress to act in the next two months – before it adjourns for the year.

Farah's plan is simple: "I want to bring Congress to its knees," he says. "I want to melt down their phones. I want to flood their e-mail boxes. I want to hold them as political hostages. The ransom demand is to unleash the free market to begin exploring and pumping domestic crude oil and getting it to market as fast as possible. We've got two months days to make our voices heard. Let's make history by bringing this recalcitrant body of elitists into compliance with the will of the people and the rule of law."

After eagerly waiting for someone else to take the lead on demanding action of Congress, Farah came to the conclusion no one else was going to do it.

Farah says it's a national emergency and needs to be treated as such.

"I hope radio talk show hosts across the country will embrace this
bipartisan, non-partisan movement," he says. "There is no question in my mind this is what the American people want. Now it's just time for them to impose their will on their elected representatives who, in their chauffeured limousines and taxpayer-supported travel, are hopelessly out of touch with their constituents, with people who are finding it difficult to make ends meet."

Farah says he is convinced Congress will act only if the people steamroll members into action. He points to the way the Dubai port deal and so-called "comprehensive
immigration reform" were killed by popular uprisings in recent years.

"We can make this happen, again," he says. "But this time, we won't just be stopping something bad from happening. We will be doing something that is very good for the country – something that will improve the lives of all of us, something that will improve national security, something vital for the future of the nation."

Congress is set to adjourn at the end of September and will take most of August off for recess.
"I'm going to do everything in my power to push Congress into action in the next two months days," Farah says. "I know I can't do it by myself. But I know if the American people get mobilized nothing can stop them. You have to let members of Congress know you are serious.

You have to persuade them and their staffs they are not returning to Washington next year if they fail to act in America's interest before they leave town."

Before then, you can reach members of the
House and members of the U.S. Senate by calling 202-224-3121. The official House website contains web pages for all members and includes e-mail addresses for most. The official Senate website also contains web pages for all members and includes email address for some."

All of this after "The especially dark wizard", (Ya'll know who) said that if all Americans kept our tires full of air and had our cars "tuned up" (the engine, not the music), then we would not need to drill offshore because it would save as much gas as drilling.

To this I would say "Is minic a gheibhean beal oscailt diog dunta!"

God Bless,


Saturday, July 19, 2008

The Fool Hath Said...

I just read this article, it just goes to show how stupid the evolutionists are.
There are several theories set forth by evolutionists as to how humans created language, this is just another attempt at trying to shove the vast amount of evidence for Creation into the dirt.

I copied the following from a website run by an evolutionist, I did not write the following in Italics, I only insert it to show the utter stupidity embraced by people who hate "Religion" (A.K.A. Christianity).

The "ding-dong" hypothesis
This hypothesis places the origin of human language in
onomatopoeia: the various imitative sounds that humans make to mimic the sounds of the world around them. For example in English, boom is the sound of thunder, oink is the sound made by a pig, and tweet is the sound made by a small bird. Of course, many languages contain their own onomatopoeic words (eg. in Basque, ai-ai, which means "ouch-ouch", refers to a knife).
There are several reasons why this hypothesis has not met with universal acceptance, as it does not adequately explain the creation of words for inanimate objects, such as rocks, much less
prepositions and other grammatical particles or abstract concepts. Words marked by onomatopoeia are conspicuous and somewhat unusual in most languages. The "ding-dong" hypothesis is therefore not considered to be a complete explanation for the origin of language.

The "bow-wow" hypothesis
Similar to the "ding-dong" hypothesis, this one has humans forming their first words by imitating
animal sounds.
Not only do all of the objections involving other sorts of onomatopoeia explanations apply here, it is worthy to note that the names of
animal sounds are strongly culturally determined and differ remarkably from one culture to the next, as the article on oink sets forth. It seems difficult to accept that humans learned to speak to one another by talking to the animals.

The "pooh-pooh" hypothesis
According to this hypothesis, the first words developed from sighs of pleasure, moans of pain, and other semi-involuntary cries or exclamations. These vocalisms then became the names of the phenomena that made people say them.
Most of the objections to the "ding-dong" hypothesis apply here also. Such words are found in most languages; they are conspicuous by their proverbial nature and incomplete assimilation into the
lexicon. Moreover, they are culturally determined, and themselves show a great deal of arbitrariness.

The "ta-ta" hypothesis
Charles Darwin lent his authority to this hypothesis. According to this, human language represents the use of oral gestures that began in imitation of hand gestures that were already in use for communication. Vilayanur S. Ramachandran's research into synesthesia and sound symbolism would seem to support this hypothesis.
The difficulty with this hypothesis, is that it
begs the question: it requires that a fairly sophisticated repertoire of gestures be in place already for humans to imitate with their mouth gestures. It assumes the existence of a language of gestures without explaining how it arose (however, see Nicaraguan Sign Language). At any rate, though sign languages do have somewhat imitative (or iconic) gestures, they also contain quite arbitrary symbols and have vastly different meanings in different human cultures.
One other difficulty with this hypothesis is that hand gestures and facial expressions are useless unless they are seen. That means it must either be daylight, or firelight, and with nothing blocking one's view. For facial expressions, the communicators must also be facing each other. In addition, hand gestures are difficult if the hands are doing something else.

The "uh-oh" hypothesis
According to this hypothesis, human language begins with the use of arbitrary
symbols that represent warnings to other members of the human band. It is agreed that one sort of vocal cry means that lions have been spotted in the area, and another one indicates a snake. You holler one thing at your neighbour to warn them, "Don't eat that! It'll make you sick!" and something distinguishable to warn them "Don't eat that! It's mine!"
This hypothesis seems to have the potential to explain the perceived diversity of human speech; obviously the warning cries uttered here are to some measure arbitrary. It is less certain that this hypothesis could explain how more abstract features of human language developed.

The "yo-he-ho" hypothesis
According to this hypothesis, language arose in rhythmic chants and vocalisms uttered by people engaged in communal labour.
This may have more to do with the origins of
poetry than with language itself. Sea chanteys, jody calls, and similar work songs all show humans engaged in communal work improvising with their language around the rhythms of their work. It is uncertain from this hypothesis how meanings came to be associated with the vocalisms uttered by the workers.

The "watch the birdie" hypothesis
This one is associated with
ethologist and linguist E. H. Sturtevant. According to this hypothesis, human language became elaborated because humans found selective advantage in being able to deceive other humans. Since exclamations and vocalisms can involuntarily reveal your true mental state, humans learned to feign them in order to deceive others for selfish advantage.

And now it seems we have the "Blub, blub, blub hypothesis" which says that humans learned to talk just by evolving from fish.
It's soooo much easier to believe than creationism like we see in the first few chapters of Genesis isn't it?
Just so any passers-by know, I am being sarcastic.

Here is one the evolutionaries have not thought of yet, we learned to talk from aliens or something-of-that-sort.

God Bless,


Monday, June 23, 2008

Fort Benning Live Fire

Hey Ya'll!

Here is some more footage of the Live Fire ya'll might not have seen.

God Bless!


Tuesday, May 27, 2008

A Man of Honor Still Lives

I would encourage Ya'll to go and read Mr. Frank Buckles' story, which I found quite fascinating.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Judicium Divinus

Judge Roy Moore has recently written an excellent poem that is posted on one of my Dad's Blogs Judicium Divinus.
I would encourage Ya'll to read it.


Tuesday, May 20, 2008

RE:Suilad Muindor

I would like to apologise to both Mr. Boyd and Mr. Ferril in not being quicker to respond to your comments and posts, as I have either been on the road to Atlanta, in Atlanta, or on the road back from Atlanta. But, now that I'm home hopefully I'll be quicker to respond.

Mr. Ferrill,
I'm glad to hear from you again!

I'm sorry for using the words "Allegory" and "Magic"in a confusing way, please allow me to clear this up.
First let me explain my post where I said "I know you probably think me ignorant in this allegory" I believe this is the confusing part you are referring to.

To my shame, I do not add punctuation as much as needed, this being a prime example of a lack of quotation marks.

What I was attempting to say was "you might think me ignorant in this story (that you call an "Allegory"), I was not saying that I believe this to be an allegory of any sort and I have gone back and corrected the post, although I know what you mean in your recent post were you said "he did use many parallels from other works both fictional and historical." I agree, he did copy from other works, notably Beowulf, the Fianna cycle, King Arthur (BTW, Gandalf bears striking resembalence to the druid Finn Eces and the wizard Merlin), and other fairy-tales.

2 Timothy 3:16-17 states,
"All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: that the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto good works."

We must always examine all things by the light of the LORD's word, or else neither one of us will be right.

I brought up The LOTR not being an allegory because of a point you were making in Maer Gúl, Foeg Gúl, when you stated that the "magic" that Gandalf uses comes from Eru, IF, Tolkien did indeed intend Gandalf's magical power to have come from Eru then he made a major mistake,because as we have both agreed upon, All magic is evil, no matter where you come from or what language you speak, it is evil and does not come from the LORD.

Another problem I have with the LOTR is Tom Bombadil.
Tom Bombadil has this weird power over almost everything he comes in contact with that is never really explained, except to say that he was here before anything else.
When Frodo asks Goldberry (Bombadil's wife) who Bombadil is she merely answers "he is" (an obvious reference to Exodus 3:14 where the LORD told to Moses HIS NAME.), that coupled with Bombadil calling himself the "master" (which is unbiblical according to Matthew 23:10) and "the oldest" helped to turn me off of LOTR.

We can go back and forth with example after example but the real question, and one I find myself asking , "Is it wise to create an alternate universe that has a god and a devil and although the god is good he is not the Triune GOD?" I can guess Calvin's answer to that, and more importantly my conscience has already answered it.

As Luther once said "For to go against conscience is neither right nor safe. Here I stand. I can do no other...".

Thursday, May 15, 2008

RE:Sabar na tovon

This is a respose to this blog-post.

Mr. Ferril, I appreciate the comment and blog-post, please enjoy your stay on my blog and please forgive my poor Sindarin punctuation :).

Your post bears much resemblance to a article I read on Mr. R.C. Sproul's website written by a friend of my family Mr. Ken Griffith (which can be found here), so I am familiar with this line of thinking.

The problem with this line of thought is the same problem I come up against when explaining why Harry Potter is evil, it's the idea that there can be good magic (there is not) , the fact that this is in a alternate universe cannot justify good magic.

Magic is always, always, always, (do I make my point?) BAD, the Power of the LORD is not magic, nor should it ever be portrayed as such, wizards cannot be angelic beings and angelic beings can only do the will of the LORD anyway.

I was deeply into the Tolkien series for a looooong time (about 4 years) I read most of the books including the Silmarillion, and I understand perfectly what you are trying to say, many people have tried to make the LOTR series into some sort of allegory, especially my fellow homeschoolers, but if you're a Protestant this isn't going to work with your worldview because Tolkien was a Catholic (I'm not even sure that it would work with a Catholics worldview either).

Please don't think I'm against the fantasy genre, I myself am very interested in it and I'm currently writing a series of stories in the fantasy genre, so I don't have a problem with fantasy but with this fantasy and others like it.

I know you probably think me ignorant in this "allegory" but even Tolkien chose to call the Istari Wizards (who cast multiple spells), if he had chosen to make them wise men sent from Eru then I would not have a such a big problem with this, but still as I have said before, Angels can only do the bidding of the LORD, ones who have disobeyed have been cast out.

And the last point,Tolkien himself said that the LOTR was not an allegory, I think this pretty much nullifies any arguments to the contrary.

As I have said before, thanks for the comment and Post,I really enjoyed your blog .

God Bless,


Friday, May 09, 2008

The Widow's Might

Some of you might have recieved my recent mass e-mail in which I asked you to visit this site.

If not then here is the e-mail.

Hi Ya'll!

My good friend John from Texas is making a new movie entitled The Widows Might, Some of ya'll might have seen some of his previous films such as Bubble Trouble and Heartstrings (which is CBD's #2 most well-rated DVD, above the Kendrick brothers Flywheel and 2nd only to their epic Facing the Giants),if not I would really recommend both.

Please help in supporting John while he goes through the rigamarole of producing a High Quality Christian family film, sign up for the e-mail news list, and try to get 10 of your friends to do so as well.

One way you can also help is by purchasing a copy of Heartstrings, which you can do here.
This is great movie to watch as a family.

Attached is an email that John is sending out requesting support.

And those of you who receive this e-mail, and might have played a bad practical joke on me recently, if you get 10 people to sign up then you will no longer have to fear me getting back at you.

Here is a link to John's blog and the Widows Might Website

God Bless!


Dear Friends,

Our latest project, 'The Widow's Might' is now in preproduction, and very soon we'll be in full swing with the filming process.

Now is the time for you to support this project!

Our last film, 'Heartstrings', was a tremendous hit...
We marvel at God's richness in provision for us in that film, and the way it is touching lives. In just a few short months, Heartstrings won the prestigious Audience Choice award at the largest Christian Film Festival in the world, and has become the second highest rated film on all of; competing against 6,200 other films.

Now, HeuMoore is gearing up for it's biggest, most powerful film yet;
The Widow's Might.

Another adventure in the lives of the Siblings cast, The Widow's Might tells an important and touching story about an elderly Widow, and several families defending her most cherished earthly treasure. has a short promotional teaser with some facts about the film.

The Widow's Might is too big for us to do alone; we need your help!

Stay informed! Go to, and sign up for email updates. We need a solid email base of supporters, and we want you to be a part of the movement!

Recruit! Get 10 of your friends or family to sign up on the email list, and tell them about our success with Heartstrings. Forward this email to everyone in your inbox, and post this information on your blog!

Support! The cost of feature film productions is high, but you can support The Widow's Might by purchasing the Heartstrings DVD.
Father's Day is coming soon, and Heartstrings is not only a great film for your family, but is the perfect gift choice, with meaning and power.
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Be a part of this movement toward God honoring films.

The industry can only thrive with your support!

Thank you!

~ In Christ, John.

Hollywood Delendum Est!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Concerning Democrats...

Here are a couple of pictures I've messed around with in photoshop, just thought that ya'll might like to see em'.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Bush gives Medal of Honor to Navy SEAL

John 15:13 "Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends".

Yet another hero dies in this needless "Republican" war.

Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

A bhuí le Rí na bhFeart go bhfeiceam,
mura mbeam beo ina dhiaidh ach seachtain,
Gráinne Mhaol agus míle gaiscíoch,
ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh.

Tá Gráinne Mhaol ag go duill ar sáile,
óglaigh armtha léi mar gharda,
Gaeil iad féin is ní Gaill ná Spáinnigh,
is cuirfidh siad ruaig ar Ghallaibh.

Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.


Monday, March 17, 2008

Saint Patrick's Day.

Happy Saint Patrick's!
Now for a clip of Serbians singing one of my most favorite Irish songs.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Me shootin' the Barrett M107

Twas quite fun, even though it had a little kick to it.

That might be why they only let the"civilians" shoot it twice.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Songs of the Sea part 2

Heel ya ho boys, let her go boys, Heave her head round to the weather. heave ya ho boys, let her go boys, Sailin' homeward to Mingulay.

What care we though white the spray is,What care we for wind or weather,Let her go, boys, every inch is,Sailin' homeward to Mingulay.

Wives are waiting by the pier head, looking seaward from the heather, Pull her 'round, boys, then we'll anchor, 'Ere the sun sets on Mingulay.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Songs of the Sea part 1

The Diamond is a ship, my lads, For the Davis Strait she's bound, The quay's they are all garnished with bonnie lasses 'round.

Captain Thompson gives the order, To sail the ocean wide, Where the sun it never sets me lad, nor darkness stems the tide.

And it's cheer up me lads, Let your hearts never fail, While the bonnie ship the Diamond goes a fishin for a whale.

Along the quay at Peterhead, The lasses stand aroon, Wi' their shawls all pulled a'boot them, And the sault tears runnin' doon.

Oh, don't you weep, my bonnie lass, Though you are left behind, For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice Before we change our mind.

And it's cheer up me lads, Let your hearts never fail, While the bonnie ship the Diamond goes a fishin for a whale.

Here's a health to the Resolution, Likewise the Eliza Swan, Here's a health to the Battler of Montrose, And the Diamond, ship of fame.

We wear the trousers o' the white, and the jackets o' the blue, When we return to Peterhead, We'll hae sweethearts enou'.

And it's cheer up me lads, Let your hearts never fail, While the bonnie ship the Diamond goes a fishin for a whale.

It will be bright both day and night, When the Greenland lads come hame, With a ship that's full of oil, me lads, And money to our name.

We'll make the cradles for to rock, And the blankets for to tear, And every lass in Peterhead sing"Hushabye, me dear".

And it's cheer up me lads, Let your hearts never fail, While the bonnie ship the Diamond goes a fishin for a whale.