Bob Seger Lock and Load

Seriously.
This song is where the name of this blog is derived from.
This song is my THEME SONG FOR LIFE!
Give it a listen.

You asked for it

I am smoking but only about 1/2 as much as I used to.
In a few months I will cut that to half as well.
Then I'll be smoking so little it won't matter - I
won't be paying much tax (geez, wonder how they'll
make that up) and my body will be absorbing any
chemicals (the car exhaust we breathe on a daily
basis is greater than what I inhale or exhale in the
way of cigarette smoke).
Actually I'm well on my way there, as it's more like I'm
smoking about 1/3 of what I used to.

Why?
Not because of my health or anything along that nature.
It's because I refuse to pay the tax.
Granted Missouri has the LOWEST tax in the country on
ciggies. I can buy a carton for under $20. BUT in
a few years that will probably change.
PLUS
I'm sick of the holier than thous preaching what lepers
smokers are. Seriously, in two days time I read a few
posts from the 'do what I say not do what I do' group
saying us smokers just love to blow smoke in the face
of non smokers, then throw our butts on the ground
littering, laughing, and walking away.

Hell yeah!

One of my favorite past times ever is standing in the
doorway of restaurants with a lit cigarette - grabbing
the first non smoker to walk through the door, hold
them up by the hair, and blow smoke in their face.
Then stubbing out my cigarette in their undies. It's
great fun!

GROW UP.

Remember, with some of us, you accuse me of it often
enough I just might actually do it. I'm getting blamed
for it anyway what do I have to lose? Hehehehehehehe.
Also keep in mind - as you sit there telling ME what
to do, I am taking stock in what YOU do - both in front
and behind closed doors. SO WATCH OUT!

Welcome to Michigan

A friend of mine just returned from a vacation to Michigan.
"Oh my God" she exclaimed, "It's horrible, you can't do anything!"
I already knew. Many don't. We don't realize just how
protected we are here, in the Ozarks. We aren't a liberal state
with high taxes. We don't have more laws than we know about.
They don't do much stupid stuff just to satisfy the people
that bitch the loudest. The gas tax is low, property tax low,
personal property tax low, cigarette tax low, government involvement
at a minimum, and the list goes on.

We can smoke at a bar. We leave it up to individual businesses
as to how they want to run their establishments, we aren't
a primary seatbelt state, etc. etc. etc.

OF COURSE we get people moving in that try to change that -
so far they haven't succeeded. And I would hate for us to
go there.

Yes it has its' downsides - but we cope and aren't dependent
upon government assistance or bail out for all of our problems.
For instance our county roads are lucky to see a snowplow days
after a storm. Stray dog? Forget it, no shelter. Deal with it.
And we do.

I am not that old, in my 40s. But what I am seeing is
a generation of people that WANT to be told what to do,
and I just shake my head. When is it our job to judge
others, to legislate morals? And when was it hip to be
politically correct? God help me the day I have to hide
in the closet to do the things that once were accepted
in society. Stop judging others. Clean up your own house
then mind your own business. I hate political correctness.
And I would never move to Michigan.

It's Summer

Welcome to another summer in Missouri-land.

Around this time each year, after a few weeks
of 90+ degree temps, I want to move. Ironically
I don't want to move to a cooler climate, I want
to move to a warmer region. Here the seasons
are too extreme for me - hot hot hot in the
summers, cold as hell at times in the winters,
snow, ice, tornadoes, wind, hail, etc. etc. etc.
I'd love a warmer climate which can get hot
but not have much of a winter. Deeper south
I guess would be a good pick.

MY choice would be Nevada, living in the mountains.
Hot in the summers, but a dry heat. Very few bugs
and little humidity. Mild winters. It's a very
BIG DEAL if they get any snow. The people there are
more the kind of people I identify with as well.
Probably from living in the southwest for many years.

Just sayin'.
Back to summer in Missouri-land.

HOT

Okay so it's hot.
How hot is it?

Hot hot. But not omg hot.
Necessary to give the garden and flowers tons of water
daily to keep them alive.
Flies are hoarding together in the shade and will
descend upon a poor unsuspecting soul (ME) and bite
the crap out of ME.
One is instantly covered in sweat when walking out
the door.
Worms and toads are frying on the driveway.

YOU will know when it's OMG HOT when:
Your scalp burns in under 5 minutes unprotected.
Flying bugs will automatically get stuck to sweat covered you.
No one has any energy.