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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

New Arrival, Nothing Changes{for the better} Football Begins....

Riots in Missouri, Beheading in the Middle East, Obama is still a lame brained Horse's Ass, his supporters, Dumb as Dirt....Media still biased and Anti Christian Fools and Tools....nope, not much is changing in this world of late, except for time is growing short and things will never get better in the Republic known as the Late Great United States of America....we are doomed, like all great societies of the past, due for the most part, to excess and the "do~gooder mentality ....  Thank God I am 65 and will not likely to be around until the end....I feel for the younger generations that actually produce and raise quality families...not so much for the trash that are Illegals, Islamics, Freeloaders, and Liberals....{I love how Google, Facebook, etc, don't or refuse to recognize Islamics, as in Islamic Trash....or Radical Islam...give me a freaking break.

The New Arrival....

Almost a week late, but arrive he did...Kamdyn Patrick came out into the world last Friday August 15th at 8:37pm, arriving at 9 pounds 1 oz, and a lengthy 22 1/2 inches long...daughter in law had a natural birth this time around, after the first "K~Man" was C section...needless to say we wish nothing but the best for Grandson #2, as he makes entry into this hard world...lucky for his he has two intelligent parents who are successful and grounded in this world, it makes things somewhat easier, but in the growing influence of the Obama Nation, nothing is easy....and that is not necessarily a bad thing...

Welcome to the World Kam!

American Fut~Bol begins...

Already 2 Varsity scrimmages in, and only 9 days away from our first Varsity game of the year....a couple of scrimmages and some lower level Junior High and Freshman games to kick off the season.

Not sure how many more years I will do football{or basketball for that matter}, but at least 2 more at this  I will probably continue until I am dead or blind, can't move, etc....some say I already am  :)

That about raps this short one up....back later>>>>

Photos-Me and Kamdyn at 1 day old..."Big" Brother Kasyn and Kam at 3 days....and Football, High School Style, Begins...

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Hereos and Villians...Pissing Off Liberals, It's So Damn Easy..

Pissing off knee jerk Liberals has always been a favorite pastime of mine....they are such childish fools...especially those blinded by political correctness or an adoring love for the half witted half breed, currently the resident Grifter in the White House....the newest batch seems to have latched on to the self proclaimed Indian Princess, Elizabeth "Lezzie" Warren, the plagerizing Junior Senator from the foul state of Taxyer2shits....they always, being of weak souls and minds, seem to latch on to the worst of idols....

Here on this Saturday morning I posted on my facebook page three things to say in front of or to a "Progressive" to set their hair on fire....remember, leftists kooks only like Free Speech and Thought if it agrees with their sick and perverted view of the world....i.e. "Gays are Normal"{not}, Blacks cannot be Racist{they are among the worst in many cases, Jesse Jackass, Man~Chelle Obama, Witless Al Sharpton, are just a few examples} are the little ditties that I posted this morning:

George Armstrong Custer was and is an American Hero....Any thinking person, White, Red, or whatever, if they don't read revisionist history can find that out for themselves...let's face it, when one of your chief distractors was a President, General, and a first rate drunk, U.S. Grant, you must have been OK.  Mind you, I doubt if I would have enjoyed serving under my four years of Air Force service, I did my best to drive guys like him nuts...and frankly I did a damn good job of it.  Having said that however, his goals were worthwhile, and thus why the American Left hates him so.  Note I said he was an American Hero...probably not so much for those that cannot handle their "Firewater"...

Tail Gunner Joe McCarthy was right about Communist in the US Government...this kind of statement when said to a gutless Liberal{and yes they are all gutless, especially the White Male versions}will surely make their Head Explode....something that would be a joy to witness.  McCarthy, the Junior Senator from Wisconsin was spot on with his observations, forget what Marxist tools like Edward R, Murrow had to say back in the days...they hated him, because he was ruthless in his pursuit of the Reds in Government.  Joe McCarthy Was an American Hero!
truth...current Liberals and Media are mostly Rock Solid Communists and thus the hate, even thought few can even tell you what he was doing, remains today....

Ronald Reagan was the Greatest President of our Lifetime....In my case that would be from Truman through the Kenyan/Chicago Bath House Queen in office today...In my view, this is a no brainer...look at what we have been saddled with since WWII.  If truth be known, Truman would be second on my list{after all he bombed the Japs and saved millions of lives, and returned home without fanfare or Secret Service protection}...he had many faults and made many mistakes, but compared to LBJ, Clinton, Carter, The Bushes, and even Ike, he was second to Reagan.  Number 3 on the list has to be JFK, only because by today's standards he is a flaming Right Wing Nut, he the only other good one out of the turds that have occupied the White House since the end of the War in 1945...Ronald Reagan didn't have to do much to rank #1....Flush the Rest.

There you have it...a few statements to piss off your favorite Liberal Friend or Family know?  Get them foaming at the mouth, ranting, raving, screaming, and red in the face bursting a blood vessel in their warped brain mad....It is great sport....

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Back from Brown County{Indiana}

Headed to Muncie, Indiana, over the weekend, to attend the wedding of my best friend Rick's daughter...Patricia and I stayed overnight in the Ball State City then headed for a few days in scenic Brown County in southern Indiana....rolling hills, artsy fart stuff, and weekend warrior Harley Riders{AKA Hell's Angles wannabees who sit behind a desk all week, then pretend they are Bad Asses Friday evening through Sunday afternoon}...

Our Cabin was called Daffodil Hill and was originally built in the middle 1800s....bath and kitchen were added later, then Hot Tub, and deck more recently....A/C, Cable TV, and Internet Access, made the "roughing it" part not so much....we did however have a few nice days, watching wild life, I drank some beer, and smoked a couple quality Cigars outdoors....all in all a good and relaxing time. 

Not a lot of wildlife, but we did have some Doe Deer and Fawn visitors, a couple of Box Turtles mating in the side yard and various Birds and Lizards hanging around....

The Lake Festival is here in Celina which will mark my 7th full year of writing this Blog...not as active or political as when I began, but still stopping by on occasion.....

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Tuesday, July 15, 2014

The 2014 Sunflower Crop begins

Cold Snow Filled Winter, Cold Rainy Spring, and now a mostly cool, wet, and humid Summer, have delayed the back yard flowers, some have been destroyed by storms, and others have acquired a fungus, that they may not recover from, despite my best efforts....

However, they Sunflowers that are coming out are some of the neatest in color that I have ever experienced since I began growing them each Spring about a decade ago:

Here are 3 that are currently on display in the backyard:

(1) Coffee Black (2) Burnt Orange and (3) Deep Purple/Pink

Monday, July 14, 2014

My Baseball Season Ends....

I finished up my Spring/Summer Baseball work over the weekend....94 games by my count since the 3rd week of March, if you count scrimmages, and the Summer games....

Drove 80 miles north to Archbold to work my 5th straight year in the Summer High School ACME State Championships.  Tim Copsey out of  Antwerp and I had games 3 and 4 in the opening round on Saturday Night.  Working the plate for the game between 2 time defending champion, Defiance, and the team they defeated in 2012 for the title, Dayton Northmont...The Bulldogs, as usual, got outstand pitching, and made my job easy, calling mostly strikes and watch both teams swing their respective bats, Defiance pulled away late and salted away a 8-0 opening round win, a No Hitter via Junior to be hurler, Shay Smiddy.  Always good to work a game behind the plate with quality teams....

In the nightcap, Tim and I almost got out early with the 4th straight game of under 1 hour 40 minutes...but Lima Bath tied the host school Archbold 1-1 with 2 outs in the 7th....and push the game to 9 innings, coming away with a 5-1....I will be surprised, somewhat, if Defiance doesn't win a 3rd straight title, especially with Coldwater losing it's first game to fall into the loser's bracket of the Double Elimination Tournament.

Sunday Wrap Things Up....

On Sunday I headed south some 35 miles to Russia{Rue-She} Ohio for a 14 and under tournament, a level I seldom do, but had worked there last year, they pay cash, so I figured what the heck?  Working the second Semi-Final and the Championship games both behind the plate,, I sweated for 5 hours, as the Championship game between the travel team Storm and Minster's 8th grade team lasted almost 3 hours, with the Storm pulling out a 14-13 win in the bottom of the 7th.

I was gassed!  And frankly happy to see the season baseball and umpire work, but it's time for a break....Rick Pearson's daughter gets married this Saturday in Muncie, Indiana, then Patricia and I head for Brown County to rent out a cottage for a few days.

The next month will see the above, then before the arrival of our 2nd grandson, due about August 10th, and the start of football officiating season on August 12th....I will have so time to relax...and the old body needs it.

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Photos-my rear end view in action at Elida during the ACME District and early last year during a cold weather spring HS game...

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

45 Years Ago July 2, 1969....arriving at Nha Trang

I had began my Vietnam vacation a couple of days earlier, leaving from the Dayton Airport, through O'Hare in Chicago, San Francisco and Travis AFB....I then jumped on a Braniff International flight to Hawaii, Guam, the Philippines, and finally setting down in Vietnam at Tan Son Nhut Airbase outside of Saigon, on July 1st....There I checked in at base HQ and got a nice comfortable barracks complete with bed, in the humidity and stench of a early July day in my new country for the next year.....that night at TSN, I could hear the rockets and their concussion sounds and feelings into the night....first night in this war torn craphole, I didn't get much sleep.

7/2/69  Off to Nha Trang

Little did I know at the time that Tan Son Nhut would be my next duty station in Vietnam....but that was months down the road and my orders told me that I had to get to Nha Trang anyway I could and as quickly as possible.  The one thing I should mention, the Air Force, at least most of us, unlike the Army and Marines, did not get shipped together as a unit....we moved back and forth between bases and countries as individuals....I knew nobody that I served with for those first few weeks in country....I would meet up with old mates from Dover AFB in Delaware, down the road...but I had to get to Nha Trang....a small base next to the resort of a city on the South China Sea.

That morning I packed up my duffle bag, paper work, etc, and headed for Base Operations where they processed my orders and told me to head back to the TSN Terminal, and catch a soon to be flying out C~130 Cargo Plane that was "Non-Stop" to Nha Trang....five crew members, and older Mamasan women, and a few smelly goats, along with the cargo on board, that was soon in the air....cargo doors open I got a great view of the Jungles below...some apprehension  but little fear, after all, nobody would be shooting at a "Cargo Plane"  would they?[little did I know the history}....what seemed like hours, but my guess was only an hour or so, I saw the sea and adjoining beaches as we descended towards the small base and runway.....landing seemed surreal as we taxied toward the tiny terminal on the metal that adjoined the concrete runway.

Off with my "stuff" I checked in and asked "Where are the Security Police Headquarters"?  Soon I was out the door and a few minutes later, waked into the Cop Shop and announced who I was.....within minutes{at least it seemed} I was told I would be working Law Enforcement on A Flight{day shift}...How the Hell I lucked out, having been in Security at Dover, was beyond me....but I was happy as a clam....and thus it began, what would be my favorite six months in the Air Force, nothing else comes close, and as I look back, if I would have been allowed to finish my 4 years(I still had almost 3 to go) at Nha Trang, I would have without blinking an eye.

War or no war, it was grand duty....working day shift Law Enforcement 6 days a week, the beach and downtown open to me whenever I choose to go, what more could anyone ask for in a "War Zone"?

Many, some who had it much worse than me, others looking to evoke sympathy, some with major health, mental and physical, do not look back as I do....and if not having to return to Saigon and Tan Son Nhut in late December of 1969, I have little doubt I would not have left Vietnam, especially Nha Trang, until my discharge was in hand...that is my story and I'm sticking to it!

That arrival day was 45 years ago today.....and most of what transpired is as clear as it was when I was a lad of 20....I look back with a smile, the next year, especially the next six months would not be bad at all for a kid from western Ohio and the beaches of Florida's Gulf Coast.

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Photos'  Arriving at Nha Trang July 2, 1969....My first Beach Photo, probably a day or two into my tour...complete with my Stateside outfit and a can of warm and nasty Black Label Beer....on duty at the Civilian Gate, and on LE Patrol with my buddy Harry Bevan, who I still have contact with today and have hooked up with him a VSPA Reunions...Harry, now retired, became a Philadelphia Cop for many years....Nha Trang Beach, now a tourist hotbed as it looks today and below my favorite shot of me with the V100s, taken by Harry in August 1969.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Remembering Joe Prokop and other "Lifers"

"Lifer"=  [lahy-fer]  
noun Slang.
a person sentenced to or serving a term of life imprisonment.
a person committed to a professional lifetime career in the military
Some like me would say the above two meanings are a combination of what life would have been like had we chosen to make the Military a Career....No way in this life was the Air Force or any branch of Military Service going to work for just wasn't going to match my lifestyle or attitude....4 years were about 2 years more than I could stand.
For others however, the discipline and lifestyle fit in with what the perceived as a good life...I could, at least in those days, not understand why someone would choose that kind of life...I have mellowed, at least in that attitude somewhat over the past 40 plus years.
I met good lifers, bad lifers, assholes, great guys, dimwits, nitwits, and some guys who loved the lifestyle and loved serving their country....I make no judgments these days on why some choose to make the military a 20-35 year career...I just knew it was not for me.
Four men come to mind in what I recall as Good Lifers....Carol Marcelle, Phil Lange, Melvin Sloan, and Joe Prokop....Sloan and Marcelle were both black, Lange and Prokop white....Lange retired as a Tech Sgt{E-6} as did Marcelle, the rest as Staff Sargent's {E-5}....the lowest of the career NCO show you how these guys were screwed in their careers, I made E-4, buck Sgt in just 18 months, and I was known throughout my 3 years and 10 months as a trouble making Jackass, especially in the minds of the guys just above me in's safe to say, these 4 men, like me, where not ass kissers during their years in the military, if they had been, they would have made rank much higher and more quickly.

I have written and posted photos of Marcelle, Lange, and Prokop before....Melvin Sloan?  I only have memories of our short time at Nha Trang....he was a good one, and like all of these guys, a tough one.
Meeting Joe Prokop....
46 years ago this week I met Joseph E. Prokop for the first time...I had made my first ever Airplane trip, from Columbus, Ohio, to Dallas, Texas, then flying into the night to Lubbock and finally Amarillo, in the northern Texas Panhandle.....46 years that have flown by in the blink of an eye.
Arriving at the Airport, we were herded like cattle into a Blue Air Force Bus and taken to the airbase at Amarillo in the middle of the night.....pretty much a blur it was, I just remember being assigned a bunk and before I knew what the Hell happened a burly guy in a Smokey the Bear Hat, came crashing into my sleep with night stick in hand banging on our bunks, flipping the lights on and off and yelling something at us...."Drop you cocks and grab your socks" or some such mindless shit such as that. That friends was my first encounter with SSgt Joe Prokop....

Joe looked and acted the part of the "Drill Sargent"{called Tech Sargent's in the Air Force}...he did it well.  By the time our six weeks of summer vacation were over however, I realized that Joe was a pretty good "Joe" after all, and once I got my assignment as a Security Policeman{nee' Air Police}, Joe confided in me that he was also a AP/SP and had just taken a 2 year stint as a TI for a change.  When Amarillo closed{later that fall} and all Basic Training would revert back to Lackland in San Antonio, he would revert to being a Security Police guy and we would likely meet up in Vietnam working the perimeter at Tan Son Nhut or some other God Forsaken base in South Vietnam....I'm not sure how close Joe realized he was to hitting that nail on the head?
Fast forward some 16 months....
I had finished Cop School and AZR Combat Training at Lackland and sandwiched in between was a stint at security at Dover AFB, in my mom's home state of Delaware....I lasted there about 6 months when sick of another "lifer" named Jack Adkins{who I would punch in the face if we ever met today, even though that bastard would be in his late 70s}, I volunteered to get the Hell out...Thailand or Vietnam, I just didn't care...."Get me out of here"....and they did.
I received my orders for Vietnam and a base called Nha Trang in May 1969....took a leave, went to AZR School in June, came home, and flew out on the morning of June 28th from Dayton, for Chicago, San Francisco, Hawaii, Guam, the Philippines, and finally Tan Son Nhut{Saigon} for a night...then I jumped on a C~130 and flew off to Nha Trang, located on the South China Sea where I would spend the next 6 I have written/posted before, by far my favorite time in the Air Force.  It wouldn't last though and in late December 1969, with Nha Trang and the 14th being disbanded and sent home to the states, I got orders to Tan Son Nhut, where Joe Prokop's words to me would ring true.
I arrived at Saigon on a hot, humid, afternoon on December 27th....a Jeep pulled up at the terminal building, "SECURITY POLICE" was pasted below the windshield...a burley SSgt in Jungle Fatigues stuck his hand out and said..."Houseworth, I Told You So" the Hell Joe Prokop remembered me out of the hundreds of guys he ran through Basic Training is a mystery to me?  I guess it was because I was one of a few that ended up as a SP out of that group that graduated in August of 1968 from his "Prokop's Pups" gang.  He took me to the SP sign in barracks, and once he got off duty we headed to the NCO Club to down a few beers.
We talked that evening and on a few other occasions, but Joe was on B Flight{mid days-early evenings} while I was assigned to C Flight Security{overnights} our visits were to few and far between.  He was shipping home shortly before me in June 1970....Joe finished out his career in 1972 at that Hellhole of a Nuke Base, Minot, North Dakota.  I got out of the Air Force at the same time and never looked back...pretty much ignoring or forgetting those years until 1999 when my family genealogy and my previous life in the AF came calling as an interest....I searched for many of the guys I had served with....Phil Lange came first, then Harry Bevan, Bruce Thompson, Bruce Dei, Howie Prichard, Jack Gates, Johnny Claflin, Steve "Birdleg" Walsh, and others I found....sadly by the time I found Carol Marcelle and Joe Prokop, they had both passed on.  Marcelle I found through his son, he had passed away shortly after I got out....Joe Prokop it turns out was living in Northern Wisconsin when we were living there in the late 1970s....but I wasn't looking for anybody connected to my Air Force years at that time.
Phil Lange and I talked on several occasion and he purchased my Life Membership in the VSPA and left me his flags, Air Police Badge, and QC Patches, from our days at Nha Trang....Phil passed away in 2009 and I still have contact with his son Paul.
Melvin Sloan in the only one of the Big Four that I have no closure with.....
Now 65 years old and in good health and {hopefully} mind, those days, so long ago, seem so close I could touch them...these men, who in their own rights were caricatures in the best sense of the word, will remain in my memory for the rest of my life.....
Rest in Peace Joe Prokop, Phil Lange, and Carol Marcelle....and God Bless Melvin Sloan, wherever you may be....
Baseball Double Header tonight at Lima Central Catholic.....finally the rain has stopped for a couple days they say....Back Later!
Go USA Beat Germany!
Photos:  from top:
Joe Prokop grave site in Spooner, Wisconsin, Veterans Cemetery, my ID card issued 26 years ago today....{don't worry about the ID # steal it....if you think you can gain something from it}, Prokop and my Class from August 1968...Joe kneeling in the front with his Smoky Bear Hat....I'm the clown on the top row far left{only time I've been far left in my life} in front of our Barracks at Amarillo with the Caricature of Joe Prokop above...Phil Lange enjoying a Cigar{another thing we had in common} at the Sky Cop Lounge at Nha Trang, ..the flag and SP items Phil left me, and Carol Marcelle's ID card at his retirement.....

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Hereos of the Right Posters

Don't do a lot of politics on here these days, only because I usually reserve that for the pages of twitter and even more so Facebook now....but make no mistake I still lean hard right and hard right Christian.....

With that I received a request to post this web site on my site this morning....checked it out, and if you are into Heroes of the Right is someplace you might like to visit:

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Happy Father's Day 2014....

To all of you that are good ones, or have a good one, or as in my case...Had a Great One!

Stan Houseworth 1917-1972....

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Change of {Baseball} Season!

My Spring Baseball Season ended this year in the District at Elida, working the 3 game set in Division 4, including the last one, a Patrick Henry 11-0 win over Columbus Grove, behind the plate....on to ACME and a few Summer American Legion Games...this shot is from the District Semi Final, where Grove depleted their pitching staff in a hard fought 4-3 11 inning win over Putnam County rival, Miller City...working 1st base in the 3 man crew, with Jim Runneals{left} and Garry Mosier{right}:

Friday, May 30, 2014

Riding Mercer County

Finally getting some riding weather and time.....the past two days about 80 miles on the bike in various parts of Mercer County....more to come:

Photos 1 and 2 my old High School Stomping grounds at Windy Point of the South Side of Grand Lake:  Photo #3 is our old place where the kids grew up...we lived here from 1980 until the Fall of 1990...sadly this set of owners didn't do the place justice and it appears they let it go back to the banks.  Photos 4 and 5, a couple of classic Cemeteries The Palmer Cemetery{spelled wrong on the arch??? from 1885 near the St. Marys River, and the old Long Cemetery on Harrison Road south of Montezuma.

More to come!


Finally getting some ride time and riding weather, and have been around parts of Mercer County....more to go, but at least I have a start:


Monday, May 19, 2014

The Real "Hoot Gibson" and all of his Political Warts

Damn...been a couple of weeks since I posted last....these long stretches are getting to be the norm rather than the exception....but having told my life story over the first 4 or 5 years of this blog, it has come down to when I have the time and something to show whether via photo or story...the last couple of weeks have seen much baseball{weather still sucks but getting games in} and a game at Tin Caps Stadium, and the celebration with 50 friends and family members of Mom's 90th Birthday, which she also celebrated back when it happened in April, down in Naples, Florida, with youngest sister, one of the Nieces, and several and a story or 2 on those events as I get time this week.

Done with baseball's regular Spring Season, I have 3 District Games with 2 of my main partners, Garry and Jim, this Wednesday and Friday at Elida, near least we know  how each other work games, and we all like to drink good beer, which we will following each days contests....more on that later in the week as well.

This post is for ANYBODY, especially the left leaning piss and moaners over in one of my Dual Sport Motorcycle sites....down to 3 or 4 these days because I finally baited the asshole left wing Moderators over on ADVrider into finally giving me the boot....what a group of gutless assholes...most don't ride and have never ridden, at least those in charge of the Basement and the Banning of Honest Debaters....Good Riddance!

This is for the knuckleheads over in the other site that is dedicated to those riding the is a great forum, run by great people....but like everyplace else on the "net" you have some that just can't take opinions or debate, that doesn't agree with there perverted or wrong head political views. 

So here goes guys!

Hoot Gibson as he Views Politics and Debate:

It's pretty simple really....anybody with more brains than your average Soccer Mom knows my views or should after reading the early days of this blog, back in the 2007 through 2012 years.

Far Right, but leaning Libertarian at times....Hate Obama, his wife, the Klintons, Hairy Weed, Nanny State Pelosi, and those in DC and the various state houses that think like them.  Have little or no use for John Boehner or Mitch McConnell, John McCain, Lindsey Graham, and their Ilk....these RINOs are no better than their Democrat buddies...probably worse, at least you know the Gawd Damn Democrats are Marxists and want to destroy this Republic.

Illegals=short and sweet...Get the fuck out!  No Obama Care, no Welfare, No Jobs....just go back to your shithole, wherever it is, and get in line.

Queer Marriage=I don't give shit what your do....get a piece of paper, call yourselves Butch and Lance, Sheila and Rosie, and say you are hitched....but don't tell me I have to accept your perversion, I don't give rat's your life, I'll live what you please, it's none of my business....God can sort you out when that time comes, he sure will the rest of us sinners.

Islamics=Keep killing yourselves off...but do it in that shithole called the Middle East....don't bring your non-bathing selves over here...I know the idiots in Cana~duh welcome you with open arms...go there, stink up their frozen wasteland.  We don't want your fucking Oil, and your Child Molesting selves.

Taxes=Hint!  You fucking left wingers want more taxes, then give more to the Nanny State, the rest of us pay enough....

Single Mom's= Let's say 2 is enough...then your ass gets fixed, free of charge by the Federal Government....we will pay for that, but 2 on Welfare is it....NO MORE FOOD STAMPS for YOU!  Same goes for those bastards you're are sleeping with....unmarried non child supporter Daddy get fixed, or castrated...either way works.

First Amendment=Say what you think and believe and I promise I will challenge you on your lies, but please feel free to say any stupid thing you want...and for you fucking colleges, especially those that receive tax better Gawd Damn let the Conservatives have a voice, since you let the Marxists and stinking, Goat Fornicating, Islamics run your universities.

Second Amendment=No Restrictions on Guns, unless you are a anti American Islamic or Marxist piece of trash....Conceal and Carry Laws are a joke!  Just another way for the Obama Jack Boots to know who is carrying and licensed....handguns should be treated like Shotguns, same goes for Semi-Automatic Rifles....Leave us the Hell alone, and chase the bad guys.

Bureaucrats=was one for 20 years....we could cut 75% of them and not miss a beat...sure the unemployment would go up, but what the Hell?  Free Markets could take over.

Wall Street=Drop Dead!

Military=Bring back the open fags{Hell we had them and knew who they were, but they nor we gave a shit} go back to the old days....No Women in Combat{or my old Security Police Barracks}...behind the lines only

 and Abortion?  You might not want to go there....that is the most evil, foul, use of God's Children there is...any fucking Doctor or Government Toadie that sanctions this should have a  bullet put between their eyes....the lowest of the low, and there is no argument with me on the subject.

Did I miss anything?  If so, drop me a line and headline it  :"Hoot's Don't Give a Fuck List"

Back later with the highlights of the past couple weeks:

Friday, May 2, 2014

May Arrives, the Weather Still Sucks!

Spring in Ohio is always interesting and frankly, weather~wise it usually stinks!  This year being no exception...after a brutally cold and snow filled winter, Spring is crawling along slowly, giving us plenty to bitch about.  Yesterday was about 50 and windy when Garry and I arrived in Blue Creek Township in Paulding County to umpire a league game between ranked Sherwood Fairview and the host Wayne Trace Raiders....wind blown like it always is in the Scott/Haviland area....2+ hours later the 14-1 Fairview win in the wind was over and we headed home....

Next week one of my scheduled contests is at the Class A Fort Wayne Tin Caps park in Indiana...Wayne Trace along with Antwerp, both out of Ohio will be the opponents....I worked those two teams last weekend, and it was a well fought 6-4win for WT at home....

The City Park at Fort Wayne is just a few years ago as when the Fort Wayne Wizards moved into the new park, they took the name Tin is a beautiful facility.  Last week there was a humorous "Rain Delay" at the park:

Fort Wayne got clobbered, so it seems, this might have been the biggest entertainment of the evening.

I'll be there for a 4:30 start next Thursday, weather permitting....

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Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Rain, Rain, and more....Looking back at the Mushroom Hunt 2011

Rained all day yesterday and most of the night....was rained out of a league game at Delphos Jefferson yesterday....still, even with the crappy weather, I have managed to get 20 our of 26 regular season games in so far.  Tonight a WBL game combined with another ALS{Lou Gerig} Fund Raiser is slated for Elida at Lima Shawnee....with a 50% chance of rain by game time(6pm) and 90% later, I am not confident about getting this one in either...same for the rest of the week.  Rain and then much colder than normal for the rest of the week.

Mom returned from Florida along with brother Mike on Sunday....just in time to enjoy Ohio Spring Weather.....well maybe, not so much!

May beckons....and with it, another look back at the Mushroom Hunts from the past...this one from 2011 where I met face to face with a nasty looking snake near Boyne, Michigan:;postID=9039428189521850657;onPublishedMenu=posts;onClosedMenu=posts;postNum=502;src=postname

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Monday, April 28, 2014

New Computer finally in....

After Several Days of using the wife's Lap Top, our new one was installed...Don't ask me much about it, because I really don't have a clue...just know it's a hell of a lot faster and easier to deal with than the old antique.

Here is what it looks like:

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Out of the Past..............

28 degrees this morning, telling us that the later days of April, do not mean the end of cold weather...

This week is the one week of Baseball Season where I do some extensive travel...after working Monday at Wayne Trace{Haviland} 35 miles each way on Monday, last night I drove to Hicksville, round trip 125 miles..tonight it is a short one, somewhat, 30 each way, then Thursday it 140 miles round trip to Edgerton, far north near the Indiana and not far from Michigan...Friday it's a Night Game at Kalida(50 miles each way} the historic stadium will see a ALS{Lou Gerig} Fundraiser, and I will finish the week out with a day long Triple Header back at Wayne Trace....good money, but lots of time and miles on the Nitro....    

Over the past year, this blog has been less active...frankly, although I still enjoy it, I had written on my life's journies for the first five years...since then, my political rants have been mostly seen on my facebook pages...and less so here.  You are welcome to stop by and 'friend me" if you are a Right Wing Political type....if not, you can stop by, but you won't likely enjoy what you read...anyway the plan here is to lace this blog with some of the stories/blogs past.

So here goes...with Mushroom Season in Michigan nearing up north, I have made that trek on several occasions with Rick Pearson, his sons, Clay and Guy, and Clint Thompson, on several of the best was the one back in 2011, and I wrote about it back then:

Film Noir

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Drambuie Nights

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Great Michigan Mushoom Hunt 2011

Got our game in at Delphos Jefferson yesterday, sunny and pleasant...only the 4th time I've worn a short sleeve shirt in over 30 games umpired this season. I did the plate(as usual) as Jefferson came from behind to defeat visiting Kenton 3-2. Tonight, if the rain/storms hold off, I will be over at Elida for a game between the Bulldogs and Paulding Panthers. Tomorrow afternoon off to Bellefontaine for a game before the Michigan trip....some make-up league games scheduled when I get back. No Regional or State game this year, marking the first time in the past 3 years I have not been involved past District level. That's OK...I just wish they would give some younger guys, who are worthy, some Regional and State games, instead of some of these recycled old farts my age...who can neither see or move well enough to work a high level. The politics has been old for years, and it just doesn't change...if being honest, causes me to get clipped out of future final weekend games, so be it. The truth is the truth, and the state powers that be, wonder why younger officials and umpires drop out or move onto college officiating?'s called the "Good Ol' Boy" system, and it is stinks...being around a long time doesn't make you worthy or qualified to do a Regional or State Final. It shouldn't disqualify you either...if you keep yourself in good shape, and actually move around the diamond to get into position to make a correct call.... but enough of that rant!

Michigan Mushroom Hunting____

Thursday morning Rick, his sons, Clay and Guy, and our old college buddy Clint, take off for Michigan...Boyne City is the location, and the annual Mushroom hunt and Boyne City Mushroom Festival are on the agenda....we should return Sunday or Monday.....

I have missed the last two trips, because of District Baseball...this year I blocked out this weekend and days leading to we are leaving about a week or 10 days earlier...hopeful of some better luck. 2007 and 2008 were great, when we camped in Mesick, the past 2 years have been dry, and we have now moved the camp some 35 miles north. The weather looks wet, but seasonable for upper lower Michigan in mid-May....will have photos and details/results when I return. I also will finally get to meet my cousin Moe Houseworth in person, if all goes well...Moe, who I met through Genealogy Research, lives not far from Boyne City, and will be there for the weekend we plan on a little "family reunion"....

Yesterday, after our MRSI Board Meeting, I finally got out and planted a number of Sunflower and other seeds....with the wet weather and the cold, I held off, but the results, hopefully we equal the past two season...or perhaps be even better....time will tell.

Chores to take care more blog post tomorrow before I head north...

back later>>>>

Photos-Michigan Morel Mushrooms...and Rick, Clint, and PRH, on our last hunt that all 3 of us attended, 2008 near being 30 pound less, maybe I can outrun the younger guys in finding the elusive Morels....maybe?


Ron Duckworth said...
You really know how to drive a guy
crazy. I would give up a left n-
- for a skillet full of those mushrooms. I havn't found any place they grow here in Wyoming. Too dam cold. I was raised in Maryland and hunted schroons until we took vacation in Asia, ha.
You know I would pay for overnight delivery for schroons. Take care.
PRH....... said...
Thanks for dropping by Ron...hey, we usually figure out by the time we pay for gas, beer, cigars, and assorted costs about $25 per Morel :0

But we still enjoy it!!