YES WE CAN ! YES WE CAN !! YES WE CAN !!!!

HERE'S A GOAL WE CAN REACH.


THE BLOG IS ONLY 25 PAGEVIEWS FROM 13,000.


I ASK YOU TO SHARE THE BLOG URL WITH FAMILY AND FRIENDS BEFORE APRIL 15TH !!!!! 


 THIS IS SOMETHING TO CELEBRATE ON TAX DAY !!!


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

WOW! AND DOUBLE WOW! WOW!

HOOSIER AMATEUR FILMS AN UNBELIEABLE UFO? SEQUENCE. HER NARRATION IS ALMOST AS GOOD AS THE FILM !


WHATEVER YOUR FEELINGS ARE ABOUT UFOS, THIS IS A MUST SEE YOU TUBE!


YOU OWE TO YOUR SELF TO SEE IT!!!!

JUST ANY BOY....

                      JUST ANY BOY



I KNEW WELL HER HARD EARNED FAME
YET, I WAS BLIND TO  HER KITTEN GAME


SHE PLAYED SO INNOCENT & PIXEL COY
I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WANTED  ANY BOY


WELL , GIVE ME SOME PUT ON FAKE JOY
AFTER ALL I AM HERE & JUST ANY BOY


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

THE 'HAG' DIES AT 79

              

 The "Hag" has left the building


Merle Haggard has played to his last SRO crowd on this planet. Merle, called "Hag" by his fellow CW stars and the many millions of worldwide fans, died on his birthday 4-6-37, at the age of 79 today, 4-6-16. 


His "Okie from Muskogee" forever made him a beloved relative with Okies, even though he was from California. In fact, I guess most Americans think he was a native of the Sooner State.


Merle wrote many of his songs and could sing them with genuine "I have been there" pathos. Not all of us could identify with all of his award winning ballads of love gone bad and bar room escapades, but the overwhelming majority of Americans knew about love of country, hard work, raising kids, and trying to beat the checks to the bank. 


I instantly became a fan of the "Hag" when he performed at the San Antonio Stock Show and Rodeo in the early 1970s. He was a world class musician on the guitar and fiddle. I especially enjoyed his tribute albums, pre-eight track days, to Bob Wills and the original Jimmy Rodgers.


Hopefully, the countless hours of media time that will note his passing and chronicle his easy going and touching songs, mention will be made of his unashamed conversion to Christianity. 


The "Hag's" life is over, but for me and millions of others, his music will never die.  


Glenn <><
Just West of Yesterday   

THINKING OUTSIDE THE TRACKS---GOTTA SEE !!

SEEING IS BELIEVING:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hzQtnz2GuE


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OFYESTERDAY

Lisa & Barry "Lucky" Day---All in 1 Post (REPOST)

 

                                Lisa and Barry “Lucky” Day

 

Barry Day was not born on third base: But he was born somewhere between second and third. His father was the vice-president of the Felderburg National Bank and his mother was the daughter of the bank president.

Young Barry lived an easy and comfortable life. New sports car at age 16; captain of his state champion football team; and steady boyfriend of Lisa Wilson, the most beautiful cheerleader in school and a great candidate for the most beautiful girl in town. She was an 11 on the ubiquitous 10 scale.

 In spite of Barry’s much above average financial status, he never forgot he was very fortunate to enjoy the blessings of his birth.  Weather permitting; he would jog to and from school. He was the first to arrive for football practice and the last to leave. Teammates and coaches held his motivational leadership in high esteem. His six foot two inch frame reflected proper diet, lots of outdoor time, and abstinence from tobacco and alcohol. His light brown hair was cut in a close flat top style. Some of the girls privately said he looked like a modern day Tab Hunter. Everything about Barry seemed to reflect self-confidence, yet real humility.

He knew he was very lucky in this Midwestern town of 18, 673 people. Many of the residents were from German ancestry. In fact, Barry was called “Lucky” Day in high school and he openly enjoyed the nickname. Lisa knew she was lucky to date the BMOC. Lisa could have competed in beauty contests with her All-American face and “head turning” figure; however, she had her sights set on a much more important prize. Interestingly, Lisa secretly wanted their relationship to go further and faster that Barry seemed prepared to go.

After graduation, Barry and Lisa attended a small local liberal arts college. Lisa was planning on her MRS degree with Barry. Barry was studying banking and finance. He made a perfect 4.0 for four years.

Between Barry’s sophomore and junior year he joined the Air Force ROTC. His motivation was to travel and prove his worth on his own. He wanted to someday travel to Germany and visit Europe.

During his AFROTC basic training at Reece AFB in west Texas he was spotted as a natural leader and easily won the Commandant’s trophy for the most outstanding cadet at this demanding officer basic training. Barry once more lived up to his “Lucky” nickname.

Following college graduation, Barry was commissioned a second lieutenant and the following week he and Lisa were married in the largest wedding in the modern history of Felderburg. The 800 plus attendees brought so many gifts two pickup trucks were required to transport them to his mother and father’s six bedroom home three miles east of Felderburg.

The newlyweds honeymooned in Hawaii for ten blissful and heavenly days. In addition to lying on the beach, body surfing, skin diving, flying to other islands, shopping (Lisa really enjoyed the shopping) and sleeping until 11am each morning, the happy pair enjoyed breakfast in the Honeymoon Suite heart-shaped bed. The colorful meals always include large spears of pineapple; served on trays containing fresh orchids. Lisa repeatedly thought how lucky she was and she would often refer to herself as Mrs. “Lucky” Day.

Back on the reality of the mainland they had 20 days to prepare for their first duty assignment at the flat, super cold in the winter, Minot Air Force Base in Minot, North Dakota. Only Shemya Air Force Base in Alaska enjoyed a colder, more desolate reputation among service members.

As they entered Minot, they saw a large sign that probably had been erected by the Chamber of Commerce that asked, “Why Not Minot?” Some disgruntled citizen had spray painted below the business attracting question, “Freezin’ Is The Reason!” The Days would learn the temperatures would dip to 35 below zero during the winter.

Barry and Lisa lived in a two bedroom officer housing quarters on base. Barry was a brand new “Butter Bar” and was assigned as Chief of the Plans and Programs Division in the Base Accounting and Finance Office. He quickly earned the respect and confidence of his subordinates and the full bird colonel division chief. Lieutenant Day routinely briefed the base vice commander, and occasionally the base commander, on new upcoming programs and the projected cost of completion. It seemed fitting he was quickly elected the president of the junior officers advisory council. Barry accidently overheard the base commander tell the wing commander that, ”Lt. Day is bright, looks like he just walked off a recruiting poster, and he has the prettiest wife on Minot Air Force Base!” He went home that night and shared the double praise with the smiling Lisa.

Lisa volunteered at the Special Services office two days a week and worked three days a week as a paid assistant in the base Day Care. She was happy to be busy, especially during the long cold winters. As the temperatures dropped the snow piled up.

She participated in a Tuesday unofficial lunch for junior officer wives. The conversation always included ultra sound results, due dates, progress of newborns and when was the new mother’s mother returning to her home. Lisa listened politely but was never able to contribute to the discussions. When honeymoons were brought up Lisa took center stage. Very few could top her and Barry’s. One proud mother-to-be, and new comer to Minot, said her due date was computed from her honeymoon. An all knowing smile adorned the faces of these junior officer’s wives.

It was on a Thursday night at the mixed league bowling lanes when Barry “Lucky” Day’s luck started to go south. Barry was in the restroom as Lisa was bending over to retie her bowling shoes. From behind her came a deep resonant, radio quality voice that asked, “May I help you?” Lisa turned to see the smiling face of Captain Steve McCory. She said, “Thanks, I got it.”

Instant physical attraction is hard to define. Was it his voice? Was it her unintended bending position? Was it his dark blue eyes? Was it her model-like appearance even in her loose fitting bowling shirt? Maybe it was his all season tanning bed body that caught her eye. Maybe it was Lisa’s confident voice that echoed her “I know where I’m going and how to get there” overall demeanor. She quickly spotted his border line compliance with Air Force haircut standards Simple answers to complex questions are seldom, if ever, correct.

He extended his hand and firmly shook her soft, well-manicured hand and exchanged brief introductions. Barry returned from the restroom and put his left arm around her waist. Lisa introduced him to Captain McCory. Many lives were now destined to change.

Barry told Steve he worked in the Accounting and Finance Office and Steve said he was a Launch Control Officer for the Minuteman III ICBM and worked 24 hour rotating shifts. Days later Steve would tell Lisa he saw her smile when he mentioned rotating shifts. Captain McCory was married; had a four year old daughter who was in the day care program and his wife worked off-base at Sears.

Steve and Lisa next met at the day care when Steve picked up his daughter on one of his days off. “Hello” and “Thanks” constituted the entire conversation. He came the next day to again pick up his daughter. On this second day she passed a sheet of paper with her phone number scribbled on it along with Steve’s daughter’s coloring for the day.

Many, if not most, of the times when we make life-altering decisions we have reasons that at least seem rational to ourselves. However, Lisa’s hurried writing of her phone number and giving it to Steve was not thought out. It was on the spur of the moment. She started almost immediately to justify her decision to herself. Am I as beautiful and desirable as I once was? The giving Steve her number was a quick one person poll to discover the answer. After all, he probably would never call and if he did she could always say, ” I made a mistake, please forgive me.” Her rationalization seemed to make a lot of sense. Besides that, I am married to the greatest and luckiest guy on the planet.

A week passed and he called her about 15 minutes before the base U.S. Flag was taken down and the National Anthem played over the base PA system. This daily event marked the completion of another day of defending this great nation. Everything comes to a standstill on all military installations during this important ritual.  Each spoke rapidly and a secret rendezvous was agreed upon. Both of their spouses would be returning home soon. Lisa was surprised she felt no pangs of conscience. In fact, she could feel her heart racing. Yes, she thought to herself that she was at last going to be Lisa, not Lieutenant Day’s pretty wife. She had no trouble falling asleep that night. Her last conscious thought was the upcoming secret meeting with Steve. What would he be like when they were alone?

When Barry came home from his office on the day Lisa and Steve had their first covert luncheon meeting, Barry immediately detected the unusual and delightful aroma of Lisa’s Dream Catcher fragrance. She received this perfume from an aunt in Santa Fe, NM. The aunt purchased it from a Native American sidewalk vendor who claimed magical and mystical results for the woman who wore this perfume. Lisa got a small bottle when she graduated from high school and another when she graduated from college.  

Barry inquired why she had chosen this day to wear his favorite perfume that had previously only been worn on special occasions. Lisa was now on the slippery downhill slope of changing half-truths into dangerous lies. She stated she chose this day because a group of Sioux Nation dancers performed at the day care. In fact, the dancers did perform at the day care; however, the real reason was she wanted to wow Steve on their inaugural long lunch hour hidden meeting. The perfume produced the desired effects. 

Fast forward four months later: Steve, in spite of his wife’s pleading for counseling with the base chaplain, divorced her. Ditto for Lisa and Barry. Six months later Lisa and Steve were married. Lisa and Steve found an off base apartment. Steve’s ex-wife took her daughter and went home to Kansas. Barry moved into the Bachelor Officers quarters. On two occasions, Barry was shopping in the Base Exchange when Lisa and Steve came in. On each occasion he put his items down on the nearest shelf and hastily walked out. How could Lisa look so happy and he felt so bad? Mercifully, Steve and his new bride were reassigned three months later.

Some retrospective might be helpful at this time.  It is the very nature of humans to attempt to find cause and effect for events, especially painful ones. Barry attempted many times to determine why Lisa was leaving him in favor of a man she had known for less than a year. Had he done or said something wrong? Was she unhappy in her work? Had she forgotten all of the good times they enjoyed in high school and college? Was Steve a better performer in the bedroom? Was the weather responsible for the divorce? Was she on drugs? Are you depressed? Have you grown tired of the Air Force? Did he promise you something I can’t provide? On and on the questions went. Each time she would generalize and say, “I can’t explain it.  I just know it is best for everyone.”

Barry quickly advanced from the early stages of Shock, to Denial, to Anger in the Grieving process. He felt unbelievable anger toward Lisa and Steve. He thought briefly of confronting Steve and duking it out---winner take all. He even thought of taking his own life. Time, reason, the base chaplain, a very challenging job, and a supporting mother and father helped him survive the midnight of his soul. To quote Robert Service “It’s the Hell served for breakfast that’s hard.” He later would recall he felt like the gut shot cowboys in old western movies. He didn’t want to live and he didn’t know how to die.

Had Barry’s long streak of luck been broken? Was he just another ordinary guy after all? Barry got a three week leave and went back to Felderburg to get himself together. He spent much of the time alone. On Friday night just before he went back to Minot he attended the opening night at the annual German Wurst Fest.  Things would never be the same after that night.

It was a long accepted custom for tickets to be sold to determine who would have the first dance with the Wurst Fest queen---this year was Helda Wenderson. She was dressed in traditional German attire.  Her blond neatly braided pigtails and bright blue and white checkered dress with wide jumper straps highlighted her quiet outer and inner beauty.  Knee high white stockings amplified her shapely figure. Her genuine smile made a fellow want to wrap her up and take her home to mother. Her face reflected an innocent wholesomeness. Her smile was so captivating he felt as if he was beholding the original allurement of Eve in the unspoiled Garden of Eden. Barry would later learn she and her family moved from Milwaukee to Felderburg about the same time he and Lisa moved to Minot. Furthermore, her father was the pastor of the largest Lutheran church in Felderburg.

Sometimes a person must cast his bread upon the waters and see what happens. Barry bought one ticket and silently waited for the drawing. Barry’s ticket was drawn to start the official opening of the three day celebration. Smiles and constant eye contact served as the main medium of conversation.

Barry asked and was granted permission to escort Queen Helda home. For the next two days the two of them were nearly inseparable. Barry felt as if each good night kiss was the stairway to a timeless eternity and infinite space. He attempted twice to tell her the full details of his previous marriage. Each time she would softly say, “I know.”  Barry’s luck seemed to be back.

Strangely, old westerns again popped into his recollection. This time he was the ragged, bearded prospector that was more dead than alive and barely able to crawl to a life-saving fresh spring of water. Barry Day felt alive again. He was alive! He was alive! Hey world, I am alive!

 He returned to Minot a totally different person than when he left. He phoned Helda every day; sometimes two or three times a day on weekends. A year later they were married in a small military ceremony at the base chapel. Thrown rice never felt so good. The crossed sword exit from the chapel seemed to Barry to be the portal to genuine and long lasting love. While Barry never said it out loud, his feelings for Helda were deeper even than those felt for Lisa. He thought to himself, Lisa was a speed boat and Helda is a three-masted, majestic, silent, old world, sailing ship. The speed boat had raced over the horizon never to return. The tall sailing ship was safely and forever in his home port. To love and be loved is the greatest thing a person can experience. Yes sir, Barry Day was lucky once more.

Within a month he received orders to Ramstein Air Base, Germany. Helda spoke perfect German and helped launch a four year dream tour of all the major countries of Europe.  Captain Day was the number two man in the base Accounting and Finance Office. Barry’s father developed terminal cancer and he separated after 8 years of active duty to help his mother take care of him.

Back in Felderburg, Barry became the director of the bank’s loan department and was widely recognized as the future bank president in waiting. He and Helda had twin boys, Joshua and Caleb, and lived in a house about four blocks from Helda’s parents. The Barry Day family became faithful members of her father’s Lutheran church.

What happened next was straight out of a Dickens’s novel. A subordinate brought a loan application to Barry to sign the Disapproval statement. The subordinate briefed Barry on the applicant’s lackluster financial status. She is a single mother of four young kids; works as a truck stop waitress; has a credit score of 420; been married three times; and wants to purchase a 10 year-old double wide trailer for $4,800. 

Barry scanned the application and surprised his subordinate by approving the loan. He said, “Tell Lisa this is her Lucky Day!”

 

                                                                -----Glenn <><

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

These Photos Make Me Cry !!!!!

AS MANY OF YOU KNOW, I AM AN AMATEUR RADIO OPERATOR--KE5GK.


FOLLOW THIS URL FOR THE ULTIMATE HAM RADIO MOBILE STATION:


http://jalopnik.com/5428800/ham-radio-car-sale-photos/


HAM RADIO IS BETTER THAN EVER. ASK A HAM ABOUT BECOMING ONE.


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

BEST EXPLANATION OF WHAT IT ALL MEANS !

THIS POST IS NOT FOR EVERYONE. JUST THOSE WHO DIG BEYOND THE HEADLINES AND TALKING HEADS. EQUALLY OF VALUE ARE THE COMMENTS AT THE END.


THIS IS LONG---BUT WORTH EVERY MINUTE YOU INVEST TO READ IT.




http://www.mcclatchydc.com/news/politics-government/election/article68042192.html#2


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

HOLD ON! HE'S ALIVE !

HAPPY EASTER 2016!!

ITS ALL AROUND US! 


FOR SOME ITS MERELY HUMANITY GONE MAD WITH FEAR.




OTHERS THINK IT IS JUST YOUNG PEOPLE DREAMING OUT LOUD.


ANOTHER GROUP SAYS IT IS OLD PEOPLE ATTEMPTING  TO WRITE A BETTER ENDING TO THEIR LIFE'S CHAOTIC MOVIE.




FATALISTS AND SONS OF SENECA SEE WHAT IS HAPPENING AS THE START OF A GREAT STOIC REVIVAL.




BUT FOR MANY OF US THERE IS A SWEET SOUTH WIND GENTLY SPEAKING ETERNAL HOPE AND RENEWAL LIKE HOLY EASTER ITSELF. (I.E. THE EMPTY TOMB REPRESENTS THE ULTIMATE RELEASE FROM THIS PLANET'S HOLD UPON SINFUL HUMANITY.)


THE BIBLE IS ALL ABOUT A SECOND CHANCE FROM THE BANISHMENT OF "TWO ORCHARD THIEVES" (from Melville's Moby Dick) TO THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE LAST BOOK IN GOD'S HOLY WORD.


EASTER SAYS LOUD AND CLEAR: "HOLD ON DISCOURAGED PARENTS. HOLD ON CONFUSED TEENAGERS. HOLD ON PERSONS WHO LIVE IN PAIN, FEAR, AND UNCERTANITY. HOLD ON DISCOURAGED AND TIRED PASTOR YOUR WORK AND LIFE MATTERS. IT MATTERS TO JESUS--- THE ONE WHO DIED FOR THE CHURCH BECAUSE OF HIS LOVE FOR IT.


WHAT A SAVIOR!


HOLD ON! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!


AND SOMEDAY, LIKE MLK,JR, WE WILL SHOUT: "FREE AT LAST! FREE AT LAST ! FREE AT LAST! THANK GOD ALMIGHTY: FREE AT LAST!!!"


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

THIS MIGHT HELP YOU !

SOMETHINGS ARE NOT WORTH ARGUING ABOUT.


SOME PEOPLE ARE NOT WORTH ARGUING WITH!


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

WANT TO BUY---NEED 4-1-16 v3.0

JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD SEEN IT ALL----THIS APPEARS !!!!!


"I lost my glass eye in an ALL-IN Texas Hold 'em casino bet.




Wanted to buy: Used, brown, left side glass eye


Specifications: No marbles, ceramics, clay, or play dough, genuine Pyrex glass only. Must have blood shot streaks that look like North Carolina roadmaps to match other eye.


Eye needed no later than 4-1-16. Wedding now at risk. Will pay eye-watering dollar, insurance and expedited shipping.


1-555-E-Y-E  G-O-N-E,   ask for Winkie"

DON'T LET THE TITLE SCARE YOU AWAY !!!!!

THIS SITE IS CALLED "BOOKSHELF PORN":
NOTHING OBSCENE OR INAPPROPRIATE.


IF YOU LOVE BOOKS THIS COLLECTION OF PHOTOS WILL WIND YOUR CLOCK:


http://bookshelfporn.com/tagged/favorites


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

WHO KNEW THIS ???????

OLD SHAKESPEARE WAS WAY AHEAD OF HIS TIME. MAYBE, WE ARE TOO FAR BEHIND HIM. NONTHELESS, CHECK THIS URL AND BE AMAZED:


http://www.telegraph.co.uk/theatre/playwrights/everyday-more-fool-you-you-are-quoting-shakespeare/


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

I HAVE SAID IT A MILLION AND ONE TIMES......

I HAVE SAID IT A MILLION AND ONE TIMES: WATCH OUT FOR THOSE MALL EASTER BUNNIES. THEY WILL SET YOU BACK!!!!!


THE FOLLOWING URL PROVES MY POINT:
http://newyork.cbslocal.com/2016/03/21/newport-mall-easter-bunny-brawl/


SOMEHOW THIS WECKLESS WABBIT; THIS FIRST COUSIN TO BUGGS; THIS NOCTURNAL NIGHTMARE SEEMS TO ALWAYS CAUSE PROBLEMS WHERE EVER HE GOES.


IN KENTUCKY THERE IS AN OFT TOLD STORY CONCERNING "MR. TROUBLE MAKER." A VERY MEAN MAN ASKED THREE PRE-TEENS IF THE BUNNY HAD LEFT ANY CANDY FOR THEM? THEY REPLIED, "NO, BUT WILL WHEN WE GO TO BED."


THIS MEAN MAN SAID DON'T LOOK FOR ANY MORE EASTER CANDY. WITH ALMOST PERFECT HARMONY THEY ASKED,"WHY?"


"SOME DUDE OVER IN HALLS GAP SHOT HIM WITH A SHOT GUN."


NEAR TEARS, THEY ASKED,"DID HE SAY ANYTHING BEFORE GOING TO THAT BIG CARROT PATCH IN THE SKY?"


I AM TOLD HE SAID, "TELL....TELL.... THE OTHER TWO I TOOK ......ONE....ONE FOR THE TEAM" (AN OBVIOUS REFERENCE TO SANTA AND THE TOOTH FAIRY.)


"HIS NOSE STOPPED TWITCHING, HIS EARS FELL SLOWLY TO THE GROUND AND HIS EASTER BASKET TILTED AT AN 87 DEGREE
ANGLE SPILLING MOST OF THE PEEPS AND CHOCOLATE HOLLOW CORE BUNNIES. THE LEGEND CAME TO AN END."


"I HAVE SAID IT A MILLION AND ONE TIMES----THOSE EASTER BUNNIES WILL SET YOU BACK!"


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY


"  "

'V" IS FOR VOLCANO

ENTIRE ARTICLE FROM URL:
http://earthsky.org/earth/what-triggers-supervolcano-eruptions


"What triggers supervolcano eruptions?

Supervolcanoes – massive eruptions with potential global consequences – don’t appear to follow the conventional volcano mechanics, say researchers.

A supervolcano is classed as more than 500 cubic kilometers of erupted magma volume.

A new study suggests that supervolcanoes – massive eruptions with potential global consequences – don’t to follow the conventional volcano mechanics of internal pressure building until the volcano blows. Instead, the study finds, such massive magma chambers might erupt when the roof above them cracks or collapses.


Study leader Patricia Gregg, a professor of geology at the University of Illinois, presented the findings at the annual meeting of the Geological Society of America (November 1-4, 2015) in Baltimore, Maryland. Gregg said:

It’s very likely that supereruptions must be triggered by an external mechanism and not an internal mechanism, which makes them very different from the typical, smaller volcanoes that we monitor.
If we want to monitor supervolcanoes to determine if one is progressing toward eruption, we need better understanding of what triggers a supereruption.

A supervolcano is classed as more than 500 cubic kilometers of erupted magma volume. For comparison, Gregg said, Mount St. Helen’s ejected about one cubic kilometer of material, so a supervolcano is more than five hundred times larger. Gregg said:

A typical volcano, when it erupts, can have lasting impacts across the globe. We’ve seen that in Iceland when we’ve had large ash eruptions that have completely disrupted air traffic across Europe. A supereruption takes that to the nth degree.

Knowledge of triggering mechanisms is crucial for monitoring supervolcano systems, including the one that lies beneath Yellowstone National Park. The last known eruption of a supervolcano on Earth occurred at Lake Taupo in New Zealand 26,500 years ago.


The new study’s findings are contrary to papers published last year that link eruption likelihood and magma buoyancy. The ‘magma byouancy’ hypothesis suggested that magma – liquid rock – may be less dense than the rock surrounding it and therefore could push up against the roof, like an ice cube bobbing in water, increasing the pressure within the chamber and triggering an eruption. Gregg said:

Typically, when we think about how a volcanic eruption is triggered, we are taught that the pressure in the magma chamber increases until it causes an explosion and the volcano erupts. This is the prevailing hypothesis for how eruptions are triggered. At supervolcanic sites, however, we don’t see a lot of evidence for pressurization. When I incorporated buoyancy into my numerical models, I couldn’t reproduce the 2014 studies. "

Glenn <><
Just West of Yesterday

I'VE BEEN TO THE RIVER JORDON .......

Twenty four hours prior to this post I was in an ambulance  en-route to the ER at the local hospital. Space, Time, and HIPA restrictions precludes a full and detailed account of the circumstances which caused this fast and bumpy ride.


Let's just say I fit the classic check list for a hear attack . I indeed thought I was going to die. All of a sudden, life became much, much clearer and focused on only those issues that really matter. 


  

HOW MANY HAVE YOU READ ???????

THIS LIST IS IMPRESSIVE. PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE SITE BEFORE ANSWERING:


http://www.buzzfeed.com/spenceralthouse/23-books-you-didnt-read-in-high-school-but-actually-should#.vlWkw9RxG


GLENN <><  (12)
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

NOT THE SAME PERSON YOU FELL IN LOVE WITH

WHAT DO YOU SAY AFTER 50+ YEARS?

            FIFTY PLUS YEARS LATER


 Hide your current problems and big concerns
 Pills, bills, grandkid frills forget them all now
 Deaths, divorces, jobs, fears all wait for later


In a few minutes or an hour at most no boast
All the things you wish you had said must come
It will change nothing in the past just tomorrow


Today you'll let them know how you felt then
The grave closes all mouths, ears, and hearts
Perhaps like me you long for one more ........


Glenn <><
Just West of Yesterday

NEW BIO FOR NEW BLOG READERS

LAST WEEK WE HAD BLOG READERS FROM 7 DIFFERENT COUNTRIES, 8 IF YOU ADD TEXAS. BELOW IS A NEW REVISED BIO. NEW BLOG READERS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME!

Glenn was born at a very early age in a log cabin  that he helped his father build. His early childhood was marked by malnutrition and lack of clean drinking water. He was adopted by a Korean family and was sent a monthly care package of fish heads and rice. Often the fish heads would be stolen from the package by the rural mail man who had several undernourished children at home.

 

The lack of a proper diet soon produced embarrassing results. He was sent home from the third grade because he had so many cavities that he talked with an echo. His parents knew they could turn Glenn's funny speech to a profitable advantage. When the carnival left the county fair, Glenn  unwillingly left with them.

 

He toured the entire summer with the carnival and was billed as the World's Fastest Repeating Talker. Through the concern of the Three-Eyed Man and The Himalayan Yak Lady he was given a bus ticket home just before the start of the fourth grade. His parent's were so glad to see him they sold the family milk cow and pet turkey and had his teeth pulled and replaced with a used set of metal dentures. Unfortunately, as they left the dentist office a rogue bolt of lightening struck Glenn in the head, welding his young mouth shut.

 

It was not until his junior year in high school, when he enrolled in vocational welding, was he able to once again speak and eat normally.  During this new-found freedom he learned that 7-Up was not green and the earth was not flat.

 

After high school, he entered the military and worked on the development of the highly-classified crossbow. Following the Army, he put himself through correspondence night school and was elected president of his class. Armed with confidence, he wrote two New York Times Best Sellers:"Lawn Darts For Dummies" and "How To Quit Smoking In 80 Years."

 

He has served on the President's Council of Alchemy and spends most of his spare time attempting to develop a bio-degradable bubble gum. Glenn is a much sought-after speaker and welcomes invitations where a free meal will be served.

GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN TODAY IN THE USA !!!!

SEE THE FOLLOWING URL:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1t5hraJTkn8

10 REASONS THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN IN THE USA             

1. EPA WOULD NEVER LET THAT MUCH SMOKE IN THE AIR

2. OSHA WOULD NOT LET FOLKS HANG OUT THE WINDOW

3. DHS WOULD NOT LET THAT MANY FOLKS ON A TRAIN

4. NASCAR WOULD NOT GET A CUT OF THE RACE

5. IRS WOULD NOT LET FOLKS RIDE WITHOUT BIG TAX

6. AARP WOULD STOP IT---NOT ENOUGH OLD FOLKS

7. BIA WOULD CRY HIDDEN WHITE TRAIN SMOKE AGENDA

8. DOT COULD NEVER INSPECT THAT MUCH TRACK

9. NCAA WOULD SUSPECT ATHLETES GOT FREE RIDES

10. CNN WOULD OBJECT TO PEOPLE HAVING FUN

GLENN <><

JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

HE ALWAYS LOVED THIS SONG

A FEW OF THE READERS OF THIS BLOG KNEW MY DAD. I SEEM TO MISS HIM MORE EACH DAY. HERE IS ONE OF HIS FAVORITE SONGS:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srdSXqXTamo


GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

"OLD FOLKS AT HOME" aka "SWANEE RIVER"

PLEASE NOTE: Socio-economic conditions were very, very different in 1851 from today.


STEPHEN FOSTER IS ONE OF THE FORGOTTEN SONGWRITERS OF AMERICA TODAY----


Stephen Collins Foster (July 4, 1826 – January 13, 1864), known as "the father of American music", was an American songwriter primarily known for his parlor and minstrel music. Foster wrote over 200 songs; among his best-known are "Oh! Susanna", "Camptown Races", "Old Folks at Home", "My Old Kentucky Home", "Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair", "Old Black Joe", and "Beautiful Dreamer". Many of his compositions remain popular more than 150 years after he wrote them. His compositions are thought to be autobiographical. He has been identified as "the most famous songwriter of the nineteenth century", and may be the most recognizable American composer in other countries. His compositions are sometimes referred to as "childhood songs" because they are included in the music curriculum of early education. Most of his handwritten music manuscripts are lost but copies printed by publishers of his day can be found in various collections (from Wikipedea)


The lyrics of Swanee River are seldom sung but the tune is one of the best loved in our country.



Stephen Foster, 1851

Way down upon the Swanee River, Far, far away That's where my heart is turning ever That's where the old folks stay All up and down the whole creation, Sadly I roam Still longing for the old plantation And for the old folks at home Chorus:All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam Oh darkies, how my heart grows weary Far from the old folks at home

2. All 'round the little farm I wandered, When I was young Then many happy days I squandered, Many the songs I sung When I was playing with my brother, Happy was I Oh, take me to my kind old mother, There let me live and die Chorus: 2. One little hut among the bushes, One that I love Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes, No matter where I rove When shall I see the bees a humming, All 'round the comb When shall I hear the banjo strumming, Down by my good old home Chorus: GLENN <>< JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY

TRIPLE THREAT---ROCKABILLY, BOOGIE WOOGIE, HARP

BEST OF ALL WORLDS----A LOW TECH RECORDING WITH THE BOOGIE WOOGIE AND THE HARP IN THE ROCKABILLY STYLE.


CHECK IT OUT: I DISCOVERED THIS GEM BY ACCIDENT.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB2P46apP10&ebc=ANyPxKoqDbvF82Oxxvt71W_s44kT8a8u-wuB1E-r5ZyKtK9U4SIGtd1axyDHLrGv_RYzI3ksu5plNqAkWPNmaM3jFML-seYnIA


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-rWThb6eQs


THIS IS HAPPY MUSIC!!!


GLENN <><
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EVEN THE BEST ARE NOT IMMUNE FROM....

.......BED BUGS  (YIKES) !!!!!!!!




THIS IS THE BEST HOTEL IN OKC! MAYBE THE BEST IN OKLAHOMA? WIFE AND I STAYED THERE ONE NIGHT THANKS TO OUR WONDERFUL DAUGHTER. MORE PLATES AND SILVERWARE THAN I HAVE EVER SEEN ON ONE TABLE!!! MAYBE I AM A HAYSEED AFTER ALL !!! I GUESS YOU CAN TAKE THE BOY OUT OF GRAHAM CREEK, BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE THE GRAHAM CREEK OUT OF THE BOY !!


PHOTOS OF PRESIDENTS, MOVIE STARS, PRO NBA PLAYERS, RODEO GREATS ETC ARE ON THE WALLS. BATHROOMS ARE HUGE. BEST HOTEL FOOD I HAVE EVER TASTED.


SEE THIS STORY:


http://espn.go.com/nba/story/_/id/14834924/cavaliers-kyrie-irving-gets-apology-being-bitten-bed-bugs


HOW DO I FEEL ABOUT THIS SITUATION?
I AM EMBARRASSED FOR OKC AND OKLAHOMA. THIS IS STILL A GREAT STATE.


GLENN  <><
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DOUBLE DOWN BOOGIE WOOGIE !!!!

DOUBLE YOUR PLEASURE--DOUBLE YOUR FUN !


WOW! CHECK THIS OUT:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LD_bspN-RYs


THESE YOUNG GUYS ARE GREAT!


GLENN <><
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ALRIGHT, YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST !!!!!

I AM NO PROPHET NOR THE SON OF A PROPHET; HOWEVER, I FEEL THAT THE YOUNG FOLKS IN AMERICA WILL JOIN THEIR EUROPEAN COUSINS IN BRINGING BACK THE BOOGIE WOOGIE MUSIC AND DANCE STEPS.


YOU'VE GOT TO CONFESS THAT THE BOOGIE WOOGIE IS HAPPY MUSIC AND PEOPLE ACTUALLY DANCE TO THE MUSIC.


CHECK OUT THIS INTERNATIONALLY FAMOUS BOOGIE WOOGIE PLAYER AND LISTEN AT THE START FOR SOME VALUABLE HISTORY OF THIS HAPPY ART FORM.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDJv9FnaQys

BOOGIE WOOGIE GETS 'EM EVERYTIME !!!!!

EVEN IN NYC FOLKS OF ALL AGES LOVE THE BOOGIE WOOGIE. CHECK IT OUT :::


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXvDlZnjfuE


GLENN <><
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Finally Found Photo of PCHS

BOYS AND GIRLS-- HERE IS WHERE IT ALL TOOK PLACE:

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN !


Glenn <><
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MUDDY HISTORICAL WATERS !

       MUDDY HISTORICAL WATERS!

All pertinent analogies and illustrations shine needed light to assist in establishing a better understanding of the truth.

Case in point: Many years ago I was fly fishing for grayling on a post card-worthy clear stream in Alaska. It was a warm, by Alaskan standards, sun-drenched Saturday afternoon. The water was so clear and the sun so bright that millions of flecks of pyrite could be seen joy riding down the stream.

After a brief time of scouting this new stream, I found an ideal location to try out some flies I tied. I made a  dozen casts without a strike; removed the unproductive fly and was in the process of tying on a sure winner when I noticed a small streak of muddy water in the middle of this pristine stream. In addition, I could hear faintly what sounded like a lawn mower.

Before completing a trio of casts, the small streak grew to cover a quarter of the width of the stream and the mower sound grew louder. My immediate thought was someone in a low-draft boat was striking the bottom with their motor.

I stopped fishing and was hoping this annoyance would soon stop and I could get back after the beautiful grayling. The muddy water now covered the entire stream and the motor noise seemed right behind me.

The mystery was quickly solved when I saw a scuba diver, with air pack, vacuuming the bottom of the stream depositing its gravel in a small flat bottom boat that was pulled along by the hose of the scuba diver. A small gas engine was providing the suction for this marine sweeper. An accomplice was in the boat quickly sorting the gravel and tossing most of the small rocks back into the stream. These impolite, probably illegal, amateur gold prospectors never acknowledged my presence nor I them. Fishing in this stream was now fruitless. I packed up and headed for my Suburban.

What is the retention value here? What happens upstream (History) has a marked impact on the present. In my opinion, historical deniers and their first cousins, historical revisionist, attempt to create a history that serves the template of their current positions. Witness the full court press  by the main stream media and certain current and hopeful office holders upon the Constitution and the Founding Fathers.


George Orwell summarized it so well— ‘He who controls the past controls the future. He who controls the present controls the past. ..
Glenn <><
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THE FUTURE WAS YESTERDAY!

I SUBMITTED THIS TO THE SHAWNEE NEWS-STAR FOR PUBLICATION:

                               The Future Was Yesterday!

“The lamps are going out all over Europe, we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.” These haunting and prophetic words were uttered by British Foreign Secretary, Sir Edward Grey on the eve of Britain’s entry into WWI. This one sentence statement could very well summarize what is happening now in Europe, and many other nations of the West, as hundreds of thousands of Middle Eastern refugees stretch the limits of national resources and citizen acceptance. The “tape” of human history is always in the replay mode.

In my opinion, the political, economic, and cultural continuation of some host nations is now problematic. Why? Consider:

1. The scope and speed of the refugee influx has created an unprecedented, unprepared crisis.

2. These refugees (many 18-25 year old males) bring a cultural and religious mindset that almost guarantees the failure of assimilation and certain conflict.

3. Vetting to weed out undesirables who are bent on the destruction of the West was limited to a wink and a nod. These zealots view accommodation as a weakness that must be destroyed.

4. The basic concept of human civil rights --- especially female rights --- is  patterned after medieval times for many of the refugees. For example, dress standards, equality before the law, education, voting rights, freedom of individual liberty, and even driving privileges for females is totally different than the universal civil rights of citizens in Western nations. Witness the growing litany of rapes, robberies, and assaults in Europe upon females by uncontrolled roving mobs of refugee thugs.

5. Massive economic displacement, especially entry level positions, is a prescription for disaster; especially, among the unskilled and poorly educated within indigenous populations.   

During WWI George M. Cohan wrote that rousing and stirring patriotic tune “Over There.” Much less well known is a poem written by Edgar Guest, about the same time frame entitled: “Over Here.” Sadly the struggle against terror, especially after 9/11,  may have had its roots “Over There”, but as Director Clapper of National Intelligence has testified, terrorism, especially the diabolical ISIS flavor, is known to have come to our shores via the unvetted  influx of Middle Eastern refugees and an ISIS attack within the U.S. is likely this year!  

In conclusion, what happened in Europe yesterday is almost certain to occur to the U.S. in the near future.

Glenn <><

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YOU ARE NEXT!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhIF-7UPDCw

MAYBE IT IS JUST MY IMAGINATION !

THERE IS A CONVENTIONAL WISDOM ABOUT PEOPLE BECOMING MORE CHILDLIKE AS THEY AGE.


HERE'S MY TAKE ON ONE ASPECT OF AGING. OLD FOLKS BECOME GREAT AT LYING.


I AM NOT TALKING LITTLE WHITE LIES. I AM TALKING ABOUT A COMPLETE DENIAL OF WHAT MANY OTHER FOLKS KNOW TO BE TRUE.  IT IS NOT A MATTER OF JUST FACTUAL ACCURACY, BUT INCLUDES THE ENTIRE RANGE OF MORAL BEHAVIOR. DENIAL IS NOT A RIVER IN EGYPT !!!!


AND THEY HAVE A SKILLFUL MANNER OF MAKING THOSE WHO QUESTION THEIR TRUTHFULNESS TO BE THE BAD GUYS. 


I BELIEVE SOME FOLKS HAVE CONVINCED THEMSELVES THEY ARE RIGHT AND EVERYONE ELSE IS WRONG. SOME MIGHT BEAT A LIE DETECTOR TEST.


GLENN <><
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BEAUTIFUL CITY DOING DUMB THINGS

SAN DIEGO IS ONE OF OUR MOST BEAUTIFUL CITIES WITH SUPER WEATHER.


EVEN GREAT CITIES CAN DO DUMB THINGS. SEE THIS URL:


http://www.wnd.com/2016/02/major-u-s-city-now-banishes-founding-fathers/


GLENN <><
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I AGREE WITH THE RESULTS---NOT THE METHOD

THE GOLDEN EXCUSE HAS BEEN UNCOVERED TO BE A FAKE !!!!!!!


MILLIONS OF GUYS HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH ALL KINDS OF BAD BEHAVIOR BY PLEADING "MID-LIFE CRISIS" HERE'S THE TRUTH:
http://philadelphia.cbslocal.com/2016/01/13/researchers-theres-no-such-thing-as-a-mid-life-crisis/


WHAT DO YOU THINK????
GLENN <><
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WOW !!!! NOW THE FACTS ARE TOLD !!!

THIS IS SOMETHING YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO KNOW, BUT WERE UNSURE WHO TO ASK!


CHECK THIS OUT:
http://www.marketwatch.com/story/the-average-american-will-spend-43-days-of-his-life-on-hold-2016-02-04


GLENN <><
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