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Long day.  Two people bothered to phone.  One was beagle n the other diamond dave.  TYVM it's been rough.  I have a new hobby called 'phone the VA and have them not return the call.'  They never answer, just the msg to leave a name n number. They don't check. 

My impatience does not help.  My BP is still TOO high and it'd be nice to get relief.  Guess what?  The Nobama ppl don't care.  Actually, they may be trying to kill me.  My recent scripts might keep an overweight cat alive, but not me. Oh well, time will tell.

Kristi died 1 year ago.  God knows I miss her.

About Time, Huh?

My soul  compels me to write something here.  Life has taken a huge toll and my spitting in its eye has been toned down quite a bit in the past few months.  The rebel spirit has fought a long strenuous battle and after death  God will decide the outcome.  It's in His hands, always has been...

Health issues are responsible to a large degree for my absence concerning Cybersouth. This site celebrated a 10th anniversary last month and there was not a post all month.  Sorry.  It will be spotty, intermittent for a while.  If I decide to shut down it will be announced.  I realize it has evolved into a 'live journal' and really serves no purpose.  We will see.

I miss Kristi a lot.  It's been said that the hardest thing a human being can do is lose a child.  I can truly testify.  She is constantly with me.  Trust me, this wound in my heart will never heal.  Dealing with it is still tough.  I wish those that have deserted me would get in touch.  It's easier to talk about it.  The subject of her death has become not as frequent today.

Thanks Beagle, Mudslingr, Purple Giraffe,  Diamond Dave, MSU Michelle, MJR and staff, CC n  Neal, sis Forest, Jay, Larry D and family, Larry (Bear) E, Murf,  Lyn , Greg, brother Daddy Dan and family, Bill M, Melinda, Maryke, Steve n Joyce, Sir Shane and Lady Beth, Tanner the Ugly Necro, Dean the Axe man,  Buckhorn Rob, Brandon, Kyle, Ty, Trish,  Chris n JJ, Mom, Chris n Tina  and many more for all the support and a special TYVM for those that have been staying in touch with me.  What incredible help!  If I didn't mention your name please forgive me.  The mental and physical motors are not 100%.

In two days an age milestone hits the beach house.  Such an amazing ride.  Hopefully it's not over.  Just have to wait n see, don't we?


"Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry."
~Mark Twain

It's been a while. Still alive somewhat.  Sight has taken a hit, but getting better.  So many things to talk about and real life is a bit complicated.  Please bear with me...at least until , well, you know.

Foundation of Mike

Folks, God didn't put you here for me to like, dislike or judge you.   In His great wisdom, He made us all and we are different no doubt.  That said, my level of tolerance varies somewhat.  Rarely do I adore someone and my efforts to not hate are taken to task at times.

Since the return from Vietnam my life has been a continual panic attack.  Sometimes tolerable and sometimes not.  It has been my great fortune to interact with people I tolerate - yes some I do adore.  Number one on that list is my daughter, Mimi.  You don't get any better.  So there.  I said it and should have long ago.  Kristi passed away in November last year.  Up until then, there were two number ones.

My extended family is most time friends.  My Mother is adorable.  Grand lady.  She still makes me smile.  My brother is liked by most people, usually moreso than me.  That's okay.  Good fella.  I love them both.  Yes, I would die without hesitation to save any of them.  Precious, in a non-Gollum way, comes to mind.

God willing, the next post will be interesting....

Well, maybe to a select few.


Hoppa, prayers for you and with you.

I STILL think Firefly rocks!

K, there are some tremendous people in my life.  I know this. Screw syntax and grammar.  My way of writing is SOC much like some of my early heroes.  I have to expand the typeset here in order to see it n not so much worried about what's proper.  Thank you Mal Reynolds aka Nathan Filion aka Joss Whedon. 

I can't Dance...and having Trouble Sightwise

Not gone.  Even though some might delight in my demise, which is probably not that far away, I still exist.  Surviving the year 2012 has been an absolute horror.  By far the worst year in my life.  By far is an understatement.

Random Thursdays- Fan Boy Here

The Day After

Music Monday-WoW!

Just Listen;

Post removed by owner...depressing.

Revisiting the Shire

Well, we made it through the supposed Mayan Apocalypse.  Hope they weren't a day or two early, like Hoppa said maybe just ran out of stone tablets?

Going to see the movie this afternoon.  It's family time and we have had such great times in the past seeing films we all enjoy.  Yes, we are a big ole flock of geeks

Opinions? Please Use Comment Section

Have been reviewing Windows 8 and different opinions about it.  It is definitely off to a lackluster start.  Several folks don't like what's on top, but love the content that is buried under the tiled desktop.  Search is supposed to be awesome.  Check out Seth's article at CNet.

Inca Coming?

According to the ancient Mayan calendar the world should end sometime Friday.  Anybody know any Mayans?  Has anyone seen a Mayan in the last 59 years?  Better yet, think the news media is working overtime?  The fiscal cliff is minor to the planet exploding.  Just a beach observation.   Anti-anxiety drugs are not needed for a while..........lol.

Larry Bear

Daddy didn't lasso the moon. She was so very young. I can't remember everything, but Kristi's first question was, "Moon?" Then Mom said, "Yes!" Late at night and this small innocent baby girl was pointing towards the sky. She spoke again. Three words came forth, "Daddy, get Moon?"

Yes, my miserable goofy life had purpose beyond my own selfish needs. No choice. God intervened. I changed somewhat. No negatives about Mom, she was the UBER Mother. She was a good wife and I was horrible.

Yet, God let me live. He gave me precious gifts. Granted I took them, oh yes. Why didn't I lasso? As the look back makes me realize how my selfish drive made me foolish; it scours me today.

"Quit aggrabating me, Larry E!" She'd say this with a smile so big. Larry is a friend that knew her from early on and she loved the attention. He gave her a bear she held onto until the end. Larrybear. I remember Mom saying "Good Lord, how many times am I gonna' sew this arm back on?" Trust me Larry, Kristi probably sewed it back the last time.

She went on to make straight A's throughout school. She went to Ole Miss and graduated Summa in 5 years, carrying away a Masters. Pretty good huh?

Legacy. So Great! She spent her life becoming this wonderful, rare person that had a heart bigger than life. She was and still is so very good. Her husband loves her, her sister still adores her, she got "Moon" for her two girls. Mom and Dad are so lost without her as are others.

I know it takes some folks to labor concerning this adoration. It shall never cease, but it will become the second stage to pushing forward. She would kick all our asses if we don't embrace this life and become better.

Aggrabated, she'd be...

Thanks to those that have called my daughter, Kristi, friend.

"Daddy get Moon?"

I've changed somewhat.

Music Monday - Holidays = Home

Huge thanks out to JackieC for this seasonal delight.

Advertisers should emulate T-Mobile's exceptional effort.

Check Out the Names of the Cab Driver and Policeman

My sleep pattern has been gradually falling apart for a few months now.  It's hard to sleep on a damaged shoulder, even harder to sleep with a damaged spirit.  No doubt this has been the worst year of my life. So, sleep malady comes as no surprise.  Even remember bouts of insomnia when i was in grade school.

Anyway, as many of you know I do not have cable TV.  So it has been really kewl to find streaming video on the internet. Last night I visited a classic movie via YouTube - It's a Wonderful Life.

If you are cynical, don't believe in the possible goodness of humanity, find old movies tedious, then please tune in to 'Mo De Fatt's Prime Time Hip Hop' celebration. This film is not for you. If you like tremendous acting, seeing beautiful cinematography and direction, this movie from 1946 is made for you.

No money, no work, nights filled with grief and an aching heart on spiritual, emotional and physical levels, it seems that God touched me for a few hours and let there be joy in my life for a brief time.

Wish for those iPads, new cars, flat screen tvs, diamonds or whatever suits your fancy. I hope you get them. Please, take a moment and pray for me to find work, fill prescriptions, pay bills, and overcome the evil gnomes, elves and orcs that work for the VA Administration.

Ravskau, the Mighty Kudzu Dragon Charr Warrior

An Ash Legion Charr Warrior wielding dual Fiery Dragon Swords. Note the Crest emblazoned on his armor. Pretty spectacular dude if I do say so myself. Folks, Guild Wars 2 ROCKS! Ain't he just slap-dab knock down gorgeous?

Stop Children, What's That Sound

Christmas is magic.  Uber Magic.  Christians celebrate the birth of the Messiah.  The world gets happy. K, there are a few hatefuls.  I find it inspiring that almost every night I see a Mormon commercial on TV that professes celebration of Christmas, the birth of our Savior. And FAMILY!

I also like that Saltillo, MS.,  has a nice Manger display in front of city hall.  Screw the liberals, screw the federalists.  Celebrate anything you want, but understand Christians are grateful for Christ. No weeping for your soul. Not our call.  It's your personal connection with the Lord.

I celebrate it!  God understands.  He loves us...

(Let me qualify, I am a member of the United Methodist Church and don't agree with everything LDS, but it's so cool they have the big ones to run those really kewl tv spots.=!)

Agree?  Disagree?  Please comment.  Radical Muslims are not welcome here.