Jimmy Carter and the routes of the great Spanish Galleons .

I was looking at a Nautical Chart... it had double rows of dashed lines showing the routes that were taken by Spanish Galleons... particular to the Bahamas... The Old Bahamas Channel and the anchorages there and places they put in for potable water.... Some friends from Missouri had flown down we did not see everything eye to eye.. but got along fine.... with tools and equipment and man power... to do a fast job on repairing the Mission building... the twin engine Prop Jet they came down in was painted Green and White... and full of tools and materials...and the wrong sized screws we used anyway...to fasten the windows in, it was kind of a rickity plane...  it had some peculiar traits...  quit frankly it kind of creeped me out...  the Pilot was an old fellow with a big belly and pants hiked up high wearing a thin leather belt and kind of looked like he could have a heart attack at any time.. during the flight... He did not care,we zoomed low over the field first to look for any obstacles ....  goats, chickens, children, those sort of things....

My mind turned to Jimmy Carter....on final approach, He really is the only President I personally thought had integrity beyond reproach.... oh there must be a couple of skeletons in the closet  somewhere to reiterate a phrase ...  but you know what I mean? I  wonder if he could publish a book of secrets  on an Alien Agenda?
bidding us  his fair well adieu .......... they could blame it on his brain cancer...

Our eyes only met twice in our lifetimes... once in Atlanta at Peach Tree De Kalb.... he would come and go with Mr. Orange his pre presidential Personal Pilot...  I would pull the  Orange and white Aero Star out of the hanger fuel it up and clean the windscreen.... wasn't that nice of me? and Friday was Pay day..... and then along would come Mr. Orange then Jimmy... and off they would Zoom in that high performance machine.. for being enveloped within  the Troposphere any way.

The second occasion was at the Intersection on Big Pine Key Florida...  Amy, Jimmy and Rosalynn were down vacationing...  I was in the turn lane to head up Key Deer Blvd. and I looked over and there was Jimmy wearing a Train conductors cap... you know with those fine blue and white pin strips on the vertical and  Rosalynn  had a floral pattern  Silk scarf on over her head and tied beneath her chin....  Jimmys and my eyes met... he opened his  kind of wide when he looked at me in my beat.. red truck....I was  peering over at him  when he turned his head and our eyes locked briefly, maybe he liked it,  Wow what a piece of crap you have there he may have been thinking or just surprised I had made them in their red Ford Taurus ...a real Rolls Royce in  itself...  the light turned green and that was that,  It all made sense now,  That was Amy I had seen earlier in the Drug Store....the day before that girl...in beige Shorts....
She was looking in the cosmetics.... as I walked past she look up at Mr. Scruffy... Maybe she got hot... I was younger then.

He is almost 90 now and I saw on the news... he has cancer of the liver and brain...  he does not seem too sad... but a lot of other people probably are.

He forged ahead... on a lot of great routes... I myself have always rather admired the man.
The only President I have ever admired... must be a tough job....

something I will never worry about..... forging ahead......

Jimmy Carter and the routes of the great Spanish Galleons.

Divine Afflatus

I was watching a program last evening on the Idiot Box,  Some cheese box entertainment... Tabloid Television I guess... what is trending who is buying into what ? etc....  Meaning less garbage... it appears our dear nations consumes this garbage.... in vast quantity.  How dare I.... but really... it must be pure entertainment of no value...  unless entertainment for the sake of entertainment is a thing of value... then it is a real winner... but for me... I really had to turn it off and watch something on the Internet ... on Unified Theory...  that is a catchy little phrase as well, isn't it.....?   Like one of those big Green McCaw Parrots ....

Screeching  as if an authority.... Unified Theory, Unified Theory....  caw caw caw...... polly wants a cracker.

any way babbling on...

A beautiful feminine voice came to me..... and sang in my ear.... softly, moderate.... the verse...

"Enthusiasm would be real neat to learn............
But now it is gone...........

Until I learn, Until I learn.........."

Have you ever felt you are barking up the wrong tree?

                                                             Divine Afflatus.

Then or Than

Then or Than... rather confusing.

I once was riding jump seat in a Lear 23 from Atlanta to Oklahoma City... What a rocket... or the  nearest to one I will ever be... 45,000'  It can reach the 50,000 ' plus mark, Very Sharp looking as well  for being made in the early 60's  still has the  Sexy looks.....  we were hitting up on the Oxygen and  delivering widgets for G.M. or something.... a big rush, rush, was on, can't stop the assembly line  that is costly.

Upon landing the Pilot in command says to the Co- Pilot... hey you better get on the brakes... the Co -Pilot says I am standing on them and nothing is happening.....

The P.I.C. with the speed of a cat... pulled a panel cover off and pulled a ring on a nitrogen bottle to blow the brakes on... we came to a  chattering halt... a fair way down the runway down at the other end... hydraulic fluid was dripping off the inboard trailing edge of the right wing red..... I guess you never know when the brakes may fail  no reverse buckets or hush kit's rather loud..........a fading era turning illegal this Christmas, due to noise restrictions, ironic it can still out perform today's state of the art Private Jets.

Charmed like so many things........ and. to whom do we thank?

I was thinking of the idea of conceptualizing a view point... and the idea occur'd to me...
If different then your own... maybe one could still show some respect, but up to what point?

Or Pull the ring and blow the brakes before we trundle off the end of the runway and burst into a ball of flame,  and getting all crunchy....Thank you for your quick response time, I was still thinking.......... scratching my whiskers as was the Co Pilot.

I am kind of glad the Captain took action...  better then the potential outcome, of  my just sitting there in the jump seat.. watching the evening pass.

What a lovely Toy an Old Lear 23 would be...

It could take one anywhere very quickly.

On another occasion I was working the Ramp.. for an Aviation Company with  a teenage  fellow employee named Evander Hollyfield... A Lear 24 or 25 Taxied up and this Drunk Cowboy Oil Man 10 gallon hat and all   from Texas got out of the Air Plane.. and Pissed right there in front of God and everybody  on the ramp.. ...   I guess when you have his kind of money , you can do whatever the Hell you want............ or maybe he just really had to go.  Of course a homeless man would go to Jail for indecent exposure and get put on a sexual predator list...

See how it goes?

The Stars in the Heavens are aligned in this moment just so..................

Then or Than.

When In Rome

When In Rome Do As The Romans.............. But............

What if they are mentally Ill?   completely and positively out of their fucking gourds....?

Are you sure you want to be the dupe... the shoe in  For Folly?

Oh Look! another God Damn Fool, we can extort, or simply imprison if he does not pay and knife him for crying to  the police as the criminal brandishes the gun and shoots the officer... the officer says run for your life...
Instilling  Confidence..........

Ohhhhhhhhhhh  They are going to love it from HIM..... when he gets up and says.............

When In Rome.

All, All And All.

All , All And All.

Can we devise for ourselves a different way of thinking?

The 4 year old says  "gimmie, gimmie, no, no, mine."

Fall Event Sale....... introducing new talent.

You Smell Funny.

Roar like a Lion or squeak like mouse... command it, demand it... Eeeeeeeeeeeek!

It must of cost a lot for us to endure the pain.

Run along and look the other way if nothing is coming.

People have been arguing  HOPE  ... all day inside and out.

I am growing concerned, over the thought injection rules process.

Jump to the bottom, its a short fall.  

                                                        Puriscal. (Flower of the common bean)

All, All, and All.

A Gift From The Sea

A Gift from the Sea is not Protocol:

Unusual Dynamics:

Distant Figment:

Once Upon A Time Key West's House Boat Row:

Wake Up For The Truth:

Odd Time of Night:

A Box Floating At Sea:

Getting Stuck In An Atrium:

Bobbing for Apples:

Passing A House:

Looking Over:

And Seeing Oneself There:

A House With A Label:

A Home:

A Gift From The Sea

U.S.S. Fables is in distress

Fables that is a fun word, and how many are we subjected to buy into as truth?

A Desire Bigger then a Taste Bud, still we lick.     'Prophetic'

Sharks are coming.........Run, Run, Run........... People be afraid... your whole lifetime... then hate me for having told you so.

The   unbelievable head pounding against the wall group... INC.

Travel About..........   Pan...Pan....Pan. The ship is going down in hysterics...or flying along  lost between fog shrouded mountains... though we have not struck granite cumulus just as of yet.

Pan Pan Pan....  we are asking for D.F. Steer obsolete no longer available.... oh dear!

U.S.S. Fables is in distress....