This van speaks for itself. As long as we can immortalize The King on our vehicles, the American Spirit is alive and well.
Elvis
11 Monday Sep 2017
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Miscellany. Wherein I Defend Confederate Monuments In Public Places.
31 Thursday Aug 2017
Posted in American History, Art, Uncategorized
Mrs CorC? was laid off last week in a cost-saving move by corporate. Sucks. We are using the down time to clear out junk in the old hacienda. I took some books to the Y for their book sale. My dream is that we will be rid of enough stuff to commence work on the home remodel. The pricy stuff will be new windows, a rear patio door and hardwood flooring downstairs. With luck, we can have the house ready for the family at Christmas or Thanksgiving.
I’ve been on course to reach my weight loss goals. My swimming is coming along, well uh, swimmingly. I will do a 2-mile swim now without a second thought.
I live in Richmond, Virginia. We have in Richmond, an avenue where Confederate monuments are placed in positions of honor. They have been here for over a century. It is lovely statuary in an exquisite urban setting. If political ideology clouds your aesthetic sense, you will be offended by monuments to Robert E. Lee and others. Sorry. The street, Monument Avenue, is lovely . Destroying beautiful things are what barbarians do. Art is also supposed to make one think and frequently makes us uncomfortable. Think about that.
Yes, I know all about slavery. We Southern white males are not idiots. Nor are we ignorant. How is destroying Monument Avenue, even with its allusion to a tragic past, going to eliminate the horror of slavery from our history ? Books in this country are already banned for superficial reasons. The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn is not taught in schools because Mark Twain used the “N” word. The study of history and literature isn’t for the timid. Art isn’t about sentimentality. How can people we don’t much care for or agree with create beautiful things? Yet they do. And always have.
This has been on my mind for a while. I needed to express my thoughts.
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29 Tuesday Aug 2017
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Quest for 40 Miles And Other Stuff.
21 Friday Jul 2017
Posted in cooking, Exercise/ Fitness, Literature, Sexuality, Uncategorized
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I am swimming an awful lot this month, averaging six days out of seven. At one point, I saw that I could swim a total of forty miles this month. Then, when my sister and her husband went on vacation to Florida, I saw that this goal was readily within reach. You see DH, my brother-in-law, usually takes D my stepmom to the Y on days when I don’t. So with going to the Y daily darn near mandatory, there was no reason for me to wheedle out of a swim. As of yesterday, I have swum 26.4 miles (42.5km). This leaves a little over thirteen miles left with ten days to finish. At 2500 meters per day, this is readily do-able. The good news is my repaired parts, especially my rotator cuff, are holding up.
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, I have been trying new stuff. I had some leftover slow-cooked cilantro lime chicken I made pulled chicken tacos with. I did cheat and use a packet of Old El Paso Chicken Taco Seasoning. I found Ortega Blue Corn Taco Shells. Even 60+ year-old Adults like Taco Night. I also made a sweet & sour red cabbage/apple side dish, spiced with cinnamon, clove and coriander that was also yummy. Real easy to make: slice or chop the red cabbage. Core a Granny Smith apple and cut in rings. Put in a non-stick skillet over medium heat, turning frequently. Add the spices. I don’t measure. I use the “That tastes good.” standard. When good and cooked down, I add a tablespoon of turbinado sugar (brown sugar would also work) and a tablespoon of vinegar. Maybe more, if that sweet/sour experience is your “thing”. Turn down the heat to warm or thereabouts. Remember to eat it.
At three A.M, when I couldn’t sleep, I woke up and read a story in a Lesbian BDSM anthology, I “inherited” from my deceased lesbian cousin’s cache of books. The Second Coming is a collection of stories essays and photographs compiled by Pat (now Patrick) Califia and Robin Sweeney. (Alyson Books, 1996). The story “Possession” by Sorel Husbands is a pretty powerful gang rape fantasy, that works because of how it deals with emotions and psychology. Not for the squemish, but the author emphasizes that it is fantasy. My erotic sensibilities and experiences are, more or less, on hiatus. So I read a lot of stuff, somewhat dispassionately.
The balance of today will consist of the Y and a swim, AA, finding something for lunch, and dreaming up something to fix for dinner. Salmon appears to be winning. I’ll find some asparagus too.
Life is good.
Hug your children.
Love your lovers .
Make sure your pets are well hydrated.
Keep cool.
Thunderstorms And Defeat, An Epilogue
06 Thursday Jul 2017
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Well Shazzam! The T-storms passed through. The pool reopened and I got a 2500 meter swim in.
It’s a little later than I usually swim. Swimming after dinner beats the pants off sitting down in front of the Tee Vee. Now that YouTube is available via FIOS©, I can vegetate watching all of the World War Two crap put to film or video since 1939. I can miss a show or two. Or maybe a few hundred shows even.
Thunderstorms and Defeat
05 Wednesday Jul 2017
Posted in Exercise/ Fitness, sadomasochism, Uncategorized
According to the YMCA, who manage a bunch of indoor swimming pools across the length and breadth of the Good Old U.S. of A, lightning can travel through glass and strike an indoor pool. Understandably this would be bad news for anybody swimming in an indoor pool at the time of the lightning strike. Currently we are having a thunderstorm. I have yet to swim today. The chance of a swim looks sketchy right now. But I get plenty of exercise. Still I want to go swimming. Right now.
It has been a good day, all in all, despite watching the Yankee relief pitcher walk, yes, walk in what would be the winning run in a 7-6 loss. This is torture, real torture for me. Tie me up. Beat me. Spank me. Peg my ass with the biggest strapon you own. Just don’t let me watch another fiasco like this
P Is For….
27 Tuesday Jun 2017
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Pool, Play, Proud
So I could only lie there for so long before I got bored. I said to myself, “Just go swim. It’s all play for you,anyway.”
I went to the Y, got a lane in an all but empty pool and went about the swim. But first, I weighed myself just as I do every day. I weighed in at 203. H-U-G-E Deal. I’ve been consistent in this weight range 203-205 for the last few days.
The swim distance was a toss-up. I just started and I settled at 2500 meters. The post-workout weigh in at 200.8 lbs was consistent with the normal fluid loss I usually have of around 1.5-2lbs.
Proud. I’ve been doing Weight Watchers with a focused intensity. I want the benefit to my musculoskeletal system that losing extra weight brings. I hope to get off hypertension and cholesterol lowering medications. I’m getting results. When I walked along the pool deck to my lane, I did not feel fat.
Yes. Yes. Yes!
L Is For…
26 Monday Jun 2017
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Lethargy. Lassitude. Lazy.
I’m lying in the sack, halfway to a pity party. I have ice on my sore sboulder.
I get my government money on Wednesday. I think I will support more artists on Patreon.
And I will get a haircut.
My Weight Watchers weekly weigh-in is tomorrow. I’m predicting I’ve lost a couple more pounds.
That’s it. I’m done for now.
A Pretty Good Day
24 Saturday Jun 2017
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My day really began about 11. That is when I woke up to stay. My sleep pattern is somewhat askew. But I’m retired and don’t have to be anywhere.
I did not go to Father Kauffmann’s Requiem Mass. I went to a Mass for the repose of his soul Tuesday. I figured the Mass today would be crowded and long. My back would not like the long sitting down.
I went to Tom Leonard’s and bought some fruit. I like fruit. Strawberries, pineapple, peaches.
I visited my friend Scott. I think he has an autism spectrum disorder. He is a really beautiful person. I noticed he takes notes copiously recording a vast number of things. Baseball scores, for example.
Dinner was trout and a cole slaw that had tortilla strips and pumpkin seeds, pepitas, in it.
After dinner, I went swimming 2500 meters, 67 minutes. The real value today was getting the swim in rather than sit around in my “Comfy Chair” after dinner.
Life is pretty good.
A Mentor Has Passed
19 Monday Jun 2017
Posted in Catholic Life, Uncategorized
I saw this news on a blog I follow. Father Kauffmann brought me into the Catholic Church. He wrote my marriage annulment petitions that were accepted within a year, near record time in the world of annulments. He died a few minutes ago.
His most recent blog posts recorded a pilgrimage he made following the footsteps of St Francis of Assisi through Umbria and Tuscany.
Hello, Jane Dudley, the blog editor here, passing along a message from Saint Bede Catholic Church in Williamsburg. Father Kauffmann is gravely ill. Please pray. Thank you. A MESSAGE FROM MONSIGNOR TIMOTHY E. KEENEY It is with a very heavy heart, Monsignor Keeney informs us that our very own Father James Kauffmann has been diagnosed […]
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