Showing posts with label Rolling Stones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rolling Stones. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

She's A Rainbow



Until she's a backstabbing, knife in the back psycho.  What then? Fall back to your last RV, regroup, and advance to contact. Or simply run like fury :)

Cheers,

LSP

Sunday, February 16, 2020

A Sunday Meditation



Mass at Mission #1 was over insofar as the Mass is ever over, which it isn't, and we fell back to the church hall for coffee. 

Time, eternity and the Sacrifice aside, conversation was mostly about getting milk from your cows, these being Polled Herefords, chickens getting picked off by Buzzards, an issue, and the usual stories about coyotes and bobcats. Then things took a turn for the spiritual.

"Padre, can you say a prayer."
"I'd be glad to, what for?"
"Well, I bought tickets for the Rolling Stones as a Valentines Day gift for T."
"Yes?"
"Thing is, need you to pray they'll still be alive in time for the concert!"




Some argue Keef and Mick have no business remaining on this mortal coil, others say "let him that is without sin jail the first stone." And not before time, either.

Here endeth the Lesson,

LSP

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Halloween


No, that's not some kid dressed up in a spooky Halloween costume, it's Mick Jagger singing a devil's night toe-tapper. But point of order, what business did Mick have saying we all killed JFK? Er, no we didn't. Whatever, I guess someone thought it sounded good.

That annoying lyrical point aside, have a great Halloween and remember, it's not Satan's Birthday, it's the Eve of All Saints.

God bless,

LSP

Tuesday, October 1, 2019

The Screeching Pantsuit Lost - Bring It On 2020


Hey, I know it's old but it's still gold. They never, not for a moment, thought she'd lose. Then boom, the Screeching Pantsuit lost and lost hard. Here's some toe-tapping uplift.


Picture, if you can, the rage, consternation, fury and literal tears when the Trump Train steams in 2020. Against what, Biden? Some kind of joke?




Don't say Burisma and all roads lead to Ukraine.

LSP

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Walk Against Jihad



Everyone has to play their part in the war against global Jihad, and I did mine, by taking Blue EOD for a walk through the autumnal boulevards of ye olde Dallas this morning.



My K9 ordnance expert  wasted no time sniffing for potential IEDs and keeping a keen nose out for any random sleeper cells that were thinking of cooking-off for Allah.



He launched at a bus that roared by the 7/11, it wisely didn't stop, and at a Salvation Army truck. Come to think about it, I'll have to work on his threat recognition software...



Then, after a mile or so, the patrol was over and we found ourselves back at HQ. Unscathed. I thank God for that.

Mind how you go,

LSP




Saturday, February 9, 2013

Just A Shot Away

I35

Sometimes what I do is get on the highway in the rain and the dark and wind up Gimme Shelter full volume  on the truck's basic but powerful jukebox. Armed?

fighting monkey armed with club

Ask the monkey.

Fierce beasts, fighting monkeys and that, readers, is just the way it is.

LSP