It’s not like that bald little lawn gnome Putin has established himself as one of the great military minds of ours, or anyone’s time, but now Estonia has decided they just might take Russia in a war.
Love it.
Glad to hear a pilot successfully ejected from his F-18 fighter jet. Those planes are not for taking pictures, or any other such benign pursuits.
No, when the pilot climbs into his seat, he (or she) is there to deliver death, neutralize, whatever you want to call it.
My little Pee Wee Pop Warner football team was undersized, but what they lacked in size, they more than made up in attitude. You see my guys were from a pretty rough area of West Phoenix, and they were often in one-parent families. Several of the mothers would sign up their kids just to drop them off for three hours.
I ended up buying tennis shoes for most of our squad to wear, and every team we played had more and better gear than we did. I have no idea where they picked it up from, but before each game started, my little guys would make their way to the opposite end zone where our opponents were warming up with calisthenics.
They would point and taunt the opponent with “You don’t want none!”
They just pointed, shouted it one time, turned and returned to our side of the field.
It was totally against the league Code, but we were on a seven-game win streak, so I made sure to tell the boys “no”, while giving them an “attaboy” to go along with it.
Like the growing pains we are going through with my band Sedona. Here are a couple of songs from today’s pracice.
Sedona- The Thrill is Gone – YouTube
Sedona – I’m Tore Down – YouTub
Sometimes the guys get down on themselves because today’s practice did not go a smooth as our last two; it’s called being in a band.
I forgot to tell the boys in practice that I hired us a girl to do us up a nice professional band website. Of course I will post a link when we get it done.
In the meantime, feel free to comment on our band.
We can take it.
Stay well.
