Burned Out!

A good summation of my feeling today.....

An O.S.H.A Nightmare!

Keep the kids back folks! She may blow!

Let the Harvest Slaughter Begin!

My Niece kicked off the other part of the Harvest season this past weekend on the Michigan Youth Hunt!

Just her keen skills and a 243 rifle dropped this Kent County Monster Buck!

Great Work! That is two years in a row that a fourteen year old has out done me during hunting season!

As I sat and talked to her and her dad about the kill, I looked up and noticed a beautiful fall moon last night and decided it was favorable for a rondezvous with one of my obsessions, WALLEYE BONANZA! I trolled around with some wheat/barley and snacks in the beautiful fall moonlight and peace of the wind on Gun Lake.

Here's a 24 inch 4lb GUN LAKE MONSTER I reeled in last night at about 11pm!

I just had to take a photo of this beautiful skin......I love it!

Notice the lack of waste on these beautiful fish!

A Corn Maize

Well folks, my favorite time of year has finally arrived. Yesterday was OFFICIALLY THE FIRST DAY OF FALL!!!! I can't help but notice all the signs of Fall as they flash triumphantly in my mind.

TEAM T went to a farm to celebrate and indulged ourselves in fresh pumpkin donuts/cider

A Corn Maze

Some friendly biting goats and fighting pigs greeted us at the petting zoo.

The other animals posed eloquently for their portraits. You can almost see the peace they are experiencing knowing it is fall and the hot fly season is over!

A while ago, you remember my post on "Redneck Inventions". Click on the link if you don't recall it. I was amazed by several things while at this farm in Allegan County:

First off, A beautiful blonde pigtail driving the tractor.

Second was the beautiful 45 passenger farm tractor ride wagon with deluxe school bus seats! It is my belief that a good portion of America's greatness and uniqueness lies in the inventions we have cobbled together!

My four TEAM T princesses were so impressed with this girl and wanted her autograph. I thought this was foolish at first and after seeing this next invention, began scrambling for a pen/paper so that I could have an autograph as well.

This ,my friends, is an Allegan County homemade PUMPKIN LAUNCHER! Complete with a weight set from the 1980's, this beauty uses inertia and kinetic energy to launch pumpkins a blistering distance!

I always get inspired this time of year to celebrate the season of Harvest and God's blessing on my family! Fall always arrives just in time, exactly as God's blessing always does!

Take a moment and ponder what blessings you have........

2nd Grade Humiliation!

Today was my oldest daughters 2nd grade "Special Person Day" at school and she requested my presence as a speaker.

I was so excited to be able to let all the school boys know good and early that if they had any intentions of dating her, she was available in just 18 short years from now. I was thrilled I would finally be able to let these boys, who would be in High School in about 6 years, know that dating my daughter would not be cool as her dad was a "cop" and not a friendly person. This was the image I wanted to portray to these boys who would soon be oogling my daughter:

I should make it clear that I did not bring a shotgun to a school and actually wore my work uniform and spoke to the class about my job. The whole mean overprotective dad with a shotgun facad is a mere fantasy. I can't imagine some boy dating my daughter.

I saw the sparkle in my daughter's eye as I strolled into the room in full uniform. I must admit it was one of my most proudest moments to date.....................But in typical TEAM T fashion, things went aw-ry.

After fielding questions from the attentive and bubbling with energy 2nd graders, I was taken off guard when one small boy raised his hand. He then walked over and pointed to the wall. His question was, "IS THIS YOU IN THIS PICTURE, SIR?"

I walked over to his location and saw big as life a picture on the wall and a caption below that read, "MY DAD." I calmy looked at him and said, "yes, that's me." I felt the butterflies take off in the pit of my stomach and a cool brisk perspiration ooze from all the pores in my body. I knew what the next question was.......and within a few seconds, out it came.....It was best catagorized as a statement rather than a question...

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"I DIDN'T KNOW COPS COULD SMOKE."

God's Bountiful Aldi's Blessing

Life is high's and lows........I would dare say today is HIGH......God never is short. No NSF's from HIM. Took the decaying TEAM T COMMANCHE COMMANDER into town today and loaded up....The bountiful blessing of God always amazes me! I thank HIM for allowing my skinny short chinned body to be able to work so much.

Aldi's said it was their biggest sale ever! $498.00 worth of food procrastination.....I called Mama Team T on the way home and told her to open the storehouses as the cupboards would be overflowing!

Thanks to the youngest TEAM T MONSTERS for the unloading assistance....

Man, sometimes it's so hard being SO COOL.

Best part is that all the things in the photos that are edible will END UP IN MY SEPTIC TANK!

Undesirables

Sometimes I get stuck in a rut and my mind is filled with images of things I don't like. I wish you could jump in a rollercoaster car and take a spin through my mind. It is a Flea Carnival to say the least. But since you can't physically do that, I want to offer you a ride today. I can't guarantee you will like what you see, but the ride is free. Just read on. Here is what's on my mind today. Here is what you would see.

Things I don't like:

Rust

Shots

Death

Bills in the Mail

Jealousy

Pink Paddle Slips

Bagpipes

Ladies Choice

My oh my how the wheels are turning. Rollerskate wheels that is. Remember the old rollerskating halls of yesterday? I have such fond memories of skating at Terry Hall in Jenison to the latest organ music of the week! Sweaty pits, blisters on my feet, and spilling pop/knocking myself out in one champion Olympic move of coolness while standing and talking to the girls.

I remember the wretched 4 minute saga of the night which overshadowed the rest. LADIES CHOICE. It doesn't take much for my mind to replicate the fear and anguish I felt during the period of "LADIES CHOICE." I sat with calm coolness on the outer appearance and waited for that tap on the shoulder and a smile of a girl spouting, "wanna skate with me?" Oh don't you remember those sweaty palms and the muscle strain of holding in your farts for an entire four minute entourage around the rink? I do.

Now-a-days, people are getting shot in the thorax by other rollerskaters and having to skate to rap music. What a shame.

An even bigger shame is who the girls are picking to skate with these days. LADIES CHOICE has lost its shine. I have more interest in Walleye fishing than hoping some skinbag will tell me I'm worth four minutes of their time.

As a wise man once said, "Can you believe they are holding hands at the Mall? They have no shame."

Used to be that guys like you and I had a chance to be picked at LADIES CHOICE. Now, the dirtier the better.