December 3, 2021

Heroism With an Incredible Ending



What’s That Noise I Hear?

A woman ran over an inner-spring coil mattress on the highway, and decided not to worry — and kept on driving. It caught on the undercarriage of her Ford.

The ensuing jumble finally whipped around enough to tear a hole in the fuel tank.

The subsequent lack of fuel is what finally brought her vehicle to its knees.

She had managed to drive 30 miles, with a 60 pound tangle of metal “stuff” wrapped around her drive shaft.

She had it towed to her Ford dealership, and complained that the vehicle had a ‘sort of a noise’ when she was driving at high speeds.



Disappearing Dune Buggy


Low Information Voter Thoughts

From my friends at The People’s Cube:



Fascist Feinstein Explains Her Assault Weapons Ban


Animal Rights

Amendment 2 d(og), subsection k9: “A well regulated kennel, being necessary to the security of a free bone, the right of the dogs to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.”





A Wack, Wack, Wacky World for Coyotes



Wile, Wild, While – Are All Found in Maine

I am meaning not to ridicule the author of a piece found in the Gloucester Times about the upcoming deer hunting seasons across New England. I have been a writer and blogger for going on ten years now and I’ve had my share of typos, misspells and outright wrong use of a word and it’s definition. But then again, 99% of what I write I am my own editor and things do get by me.

In the above referenced article, the author writes:

No matter where you hunt, in the wiles of Maine or the tight woods of the North Shore, the same basic question has to be asked. Where are the deer?

I think the author meant the “wilds” of Maine but then again, perhaps he was talking about going to Augusta and hunting. The dictionary tells us that wiles is defined as:

1. a trick, artifice, or stratagem meant to fool, trap, or entice; device.
2. wiles, artful or beguiling behavior.
3. deceitful cunning; trickery.

Now doesn’t that more accurately describe what goes on in Augusta in the Halls of the Legislature, roaming office buildings and at the Blaine House?

But then again, maybe the author meant “while”. If he has hunted Maine in the last decade or so, he must be familiar with sitting or stalking the woods “while” you try to have some patience because there are no deer. Or you sit in your favorite tree stand and do what a famous outdoor writer for the Bangor Daily News did and write a book, “WHILE” you hope a deer might pass by. And then there’s the “while” of the average Maine hunter, who sits patiently at home, reading my blog and waiting “while” the Maine Department of Inland Fisheries and Wildlife bobs and weaves over doing nothing constructive about saving a deer herd; themselves hoping “while” they wait patiently for more global warming.

Maine has all three; wild forests (not so much wild life), wiles that go on in Augusta and whiling away time, wishing and wanting.


In Alaska, Grizzly Bears Can Show Up Just About Anywhere

Photo by Al Remington


Things Not to Say to Your Wife If You Want to Live

I posted this here because if you listen carefully you’ll hear that he plans a hunting trip on his wife’s birthday. So it’s relevant! Ha Ha