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The US Marines make an assault on Berkley. This is really funny, listening to the air-hear protestors. Check out this video!

Marines In Berkley

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the slow pace of Saturday morning, not having to get ready to go off to work, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work!  Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

A few weeks ago, I was heading down to the radio shack, as I like to do on cool winter mornings, to listen around the bands a bit and see what’s going on. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it:

I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the 40 meter band on my ham radio in order to listen around the band a while. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whom-ever he was talking with something about “a thousand marbles.” I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.

“Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you’re busy with your job.  I’m sure they pay you well but it’s a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It’s too bad you missed your daughter’s “dance recital” he continued. “Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.” And that’s when he began to explain his theory of a “thousand marbles.”
“You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.”

“Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now, stick with me, Tom, I’m getting to the important part.”

“It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail”, he went on, “and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays.  I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.”

“Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life.”

“There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.”

“Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.”

“It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!”

You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to do some work on the scooter, change the oil in the car, and do some other things downstairs in the shop.

Instead, I went upstairs and said to my wife, “C’mon honey, lets go out for breakfast.” “What brought this on?” she asked with a smile. “Oh, nothing special, it’s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we’re out? I need to buy some marbles.

And so, as one smart bear once said…”If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.” – Winnie the Pooh.

California has often been called a “bell weather” state. A state where trends for the rest of the nation get their start. Well, I hope that isn’t always true, but I am very afraid that it is. The latest is a California’s court attack on home schooling. I originally heard this on Neal Boortz’s show during his Government Outrage segment near the end of the show.

Apparently the court has ruled that children must be enrolled in a legally chartered private school or a public school, they can’t be home schooled. Read the details on World Net Daily.

I find this to be very disturbing. It seems that the government, in this particular case the courts, know what is better for us than we do! We are not responsible enough to be able to educate our children, give them values, give them skills that could enable them to think, reason, and support themselves in the future.

Personally, I think that this is another example of the state making sure that our children are indoctrinated to the ways of the liberal thinking of the government bureaucrats! Apparently the fact that these parents religous beliefs that don’t condone the pro-homosexual, pro-bisexual, pro-transgender agenda of California’s public schools was not enough to protect their rights or desires to home school their children.

Do you think the court would have the same opinion if this family was muslum? My guess would be NO!

What the hell are these courts doing? Are they protecting us from ourselves? I hope this isn’t a trend that California will export to the rest of the country. Only in Californina….well I hope so! As one of my buddies used to say, “There’s nothing in California but hot rods and homosexuals, and I don’t see any tailpipes coming out of your butt!”

This is about the neatest thing I have seen in a while.

It is a device that makes a table saw relatively safe. Take a look at the SawStop video.

It’s amazing what you can do with electronics and a good idea!

I had almost forgotten …Old draft evaders never die … they just have a hair cut and shave. AMERICA’S FIRST COUPLE? … PLEASE, NOT AGAIN From your Vietnam Era Veterans.

BILL CLINTON’s MILITARY CAREER

(Bill and Hillary – Grit your teeth before you read this!)
Bill Clinton registers for the draft on September 08, 1964, accepting all contractual conditions of registering for the draft. Selective Service Number is 326 46 228.
Bill Clinton runs for Congress (1974), while a fugitive from justice under Public Law 90-40.

Bill Clinton runs for Arkansas Attorney General (1976), while a fugitive from justice.

Bill Clinton receives pardon on January 21, 1977, from President Carter. (Another of Mr. Carters great actions as president!!)

Bill Clinton becomes the FIRST PARDONED FEDERAL FELON ever to serve as President of the United States.

All these facts come from Freedom of Information requests, public laws, and various books that have been published, and have not been refuted by Clinton.

After the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, President Clinton promised that those responsible would be hunted down and punished.

After the 1995 bombing in Saudi Arabia, which killed five U.S. Military personnel, Clinton promised that those responsible would be hunted down and punished.

After the 1996 Khobar Towers bombing in Saudi Arabia, which killed 19 and injured 200 U.S. Military personnel, Clinton promised that those responsible would be hunted down and punished.

After the 1998 bombing of U.S. Embassies in Africa, which killed 224 and injured 5,000, Clinton promised that those responsible would be hunted down and punished.

After the 2000 bombing of the USS Cole, which killed 17 and injured 39 U.S. Sailors, Clinton promised that those responsible be hunted down and punished.

Maybe if Clinton had kept those promises, an estimated 3,000 people in New York and Washington, DC. Who are now dead would be alive today.

THINK ABOUT IT! It is a strange turn of events. Hillary gets $8 Million for her forthcoming memoir. Bill gets about $12 Million for his memoir yet to be written. This from two people who spent 8 years being unable to recall anything about past events while under oath.

Sincerely, Cdr. Hamilton McWhorter USN (ret)

P.S. Please forward this to as many people as you can! We don’t want this woman to even THINK of being elected President!!!!