Sunday, September 30, 2007


Would Someone Please Explain This Carbon Offset Thing To Me


Political Correctness Can Work To Your Advantage


I Got Word Yesterday That My My Big Sister ...

is mad at me for not giving her proper credit for two of my recent posts "The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd, Listen Up" and "Why Dogs Bite People." I must confess I received both of these from her. My big sister and I have survived a lot of "life" the last 40 or 50 plus years. When I was little, I was unable to pronounce her given name "Loren", it came out "Oeee" and I called her that for several years. We have been known to fight like cats and dogs growing up sort of like my children have done. You know sibling rivalry and all that. Years ago, she came up with a nick name for me, "Macho Butt Head." I have always considered this high praise though, I am not sure that was her original intent. We now refer to her as Aunt Lo as she does love her niece and nephew. Thanks for the E mails Aunt Lo, keep em coming. Oh, and don't get too mad at me for posting your picture. Don't forget, there are a lot more where that one came from!


Why Dogs Bite People 3

Saturday, September 29, 2007


My Daughter And I Went To Eat At My Favorite ...

Bar B Que place tonight. Angelo's which I recently blogged about. I got really brave and let her drive me there in my pick up. She did real good, and didn't hit anything. She has been getting a lot of practice driving with her mother. I have not ridden with her driving recently but I think she is driving well enough now that we can survive the experience with out any major damage to our relationship. We had a good dinner. I had a Sliced Beef Sandwich and she had the Sliced Ham Sandwich. We ate our dinner in the big front room up by the bar and they had four different t.v.'s going at once with four different football games on. Speaking of football, the Aggie's won today, O.U. lost and Texas lost. Hopefully the Cowboys will win tomorrow. My wife just got home, she went to Dallas yesterday and spent the night over there. She and my daughter just left to go to the grocery store. It is a good thing, we are just about out of people food and are out of dog and cat food. I've got to go watch the Texas Rangers baseball game. There season ended months ago like it does every year. But I am a die hard fan. Will Tom Hicks ever learn that you can't win consistently without solid pitching?


After My Post The Other Day About Single Screen Movie Theatres ...

I went to the website for the Wichita Theatre. I used to go see movies there when I was a kid. It is 100 years old. When I checked out the website, I looked at the upcoming shows and saw that an ETA is going to do a show there in November. ETA stands for Elvis Tribute Artist. I never did get to see the real Elvis perform live, but my sister did back in the 70's at the Tarrant County Convention Center. Several years ago I worked with a guy named Roy that had been a drummer at one time for a famous swing band. He was doing an Elvis act on occasion and I regret I never did go see my friend perform. On a whim, I bought three tickets to see the Kraig Parker Elvis show. I am going to make my wife and daughter go with me. I want to go up to Wichita Falls early and show my daughter the houses I lived in and the elementary school I attended and the park I played in when I was a kid. It has probably been 25 years since I drove through the old neighborhood. I want to go eat at the world famous Scott Drive In. I did a Google search and it looks like it is still in business. I am looking forward to seeing the old Wichita Theatre. And the Elvis show should be a lot of fun.


The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd, Listen Up ...

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways yadda, yadda, yadda! And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!

But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!

And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!

I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!

There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter...with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mail box and it would take like a week to get there!

There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitch hike to the damn record store and shop lift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!

We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it! And we didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids' and the graphics sucked! Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!

When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you were just screwed!

Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no on screen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little bastards!

And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire .... imagine that! If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid Jiffy Pop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot.

That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled!!!!!!!!!

You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970! Oh yea, and a seatbelt was Mom throwing her arm across your chest every time she hit the brakes.


The over 30 Crowd

Friday, September 28, 2007


Chinese Playground Equipment Recalled


Why Dogs Bite People 2


When I Was A Small Child, I Remember It Was A ...

big deal to go out to eat on Friday night. We lived in Wichita Falls at the time and we would go eat at Underwood's Bar B Que or perhaps one of two cafeterias I remember, The Piccadilly or Furr's cafeteria. I remember going to Furr's often and it got pretty crowded on Friday evenings. You would usually have to stand in line that went all the way out the door into the parking lot. I remember the wait was quite entertaining because there was a real Organ Grinder with his trained pet monkey to entertain old and young alike. The old man and his monkey were dressed alike with matching red velvet hats and vests and white shirts and red pants. They were a sight to behold, especially to a kid. I remember the old man would turn the crank on his music box he wore in front of him on a strap and it would play organ music. While he was playing the monkey would dance around on the ground or on the music box or up on the old mans shoulders. After the performance, the old man would give the monkey a can and the monkey would go around collecting donations from the audience who would applaud the monkeys antics. I have not seen anything quite like that since then. That was good old fashioned entertainment and I also remember seeing my first ever Lava Lamp on the check out counter of that same cafeteria years ago. I remember staring at it and being no less fascinated than I was staring at that pet monkey. I guess you could say I was easily entertained in those days.



Take the time and listen to Ted, he makes a lot of sense.


I Found An Interesting Tribute On The Internet To A ...

California Cowboy Jesse Wilkinson (1882-1965) If you have an interest in such things, take a look. There are some great photos on the site as well. Also check out the Cowboy Code page, the world would be a better place if all would abide by the Cowboy Code.


Why Dogs Bite People 1


New Orleans Cajun, Justin Wilson - Duck Hunting

Au revoir our friend.

Thursday, September 27, 2007


I Talked To My Son This Afternoon, It Is Always Great ...

to speak to him while he is away at college. He had just gotten out of canoeing class early due to a thunder storm and lightning. When I was in college, they did not have canoeing class, but I do remember taking Bass Fishing for one of my P.E. credits. I made an A, and could easily have taught the class. He said he is going to be up most of the night studying for a big history test. I wish this guy could go take the test for him. Would be an easy A for him I am sure. He said he and his fellow pledges had to take breakfast over to the fraternity house this morning at 5 AM. He said they got to do push ups while the brothers ate their breakfast. I reminded him he has to pay his dues and that if he could make it through years of football, he could certainly handle that. He said he has a tire going flat on his new truck. His truck is pretty fancy, it keeps track of his tire pressure and warns him when a tire is low. He took it to discount tire and they said the sidewall is damaged from a nail and he had to buy a new tire. He said he does not know how or when he ran over the nail. He was probably out 4 wheeling some where. I hope he does well on his test tomorrow. I am counting on him graduating someday, getting a high paying job and taking me on some great guided hunting and fishing trips. I have taken him on quite a few, and I figure he owes me.


Went And Got Something To Eat And Picked Up ...

my daughter and her best friend Melissa at school. I usually take them over to Melissas house and drop them off and my wife picks her up on the way home from school or Melissas mother brings her home. Today they hit me with you need to take us out on North University Drive and drop us off at the tanning place. They are having a big Fall Formal Dance at her school this weekend. That means it is time for a new dress, new shoes, new purse, new hairdo, new manicure, you get the idea. I am sure the tanning place alone will cost $20.00, I could buy a can of orange spray paint for a lot less and probably get the same result. I just don't understand teenage girls or girls of any age for that matter. Might as well quit trying. It is an exercise in futility. Teenage boys on the other hand I understand just fine. I guess that is because I was one myself years ago. They are the main reason I worry so much about my teenage daughter these days. I know how teenage boys think. I remember it all too well. I wonder if they need any more chaperons at that dance?


I Saw This Picture And Got Hungry All Of A Sudden ...

I am going to get something to eat and see if my daughter needs a ride home from school today.


And The Winner Of The Dudleys Diary 2nd Photo Caption Contest Is ...

drum roll please ... the self proclaimed undisputed master of "shit and wit" of Charming Just Charming fame ... GuyK. I know, he also won the 1st ever Dudleys Diary photo caption contest. Some may see this contest as "rigged" and just a way for a lowly blogger to garner some attention and hopefully a link from a well read blog. But surely you would agree that "Okay, boy, this is Vick's shorts now go find him!" was the best caption by far. Besides, I would not stoop to such a level for a few hits on the ol site meter. Really I wouldn't. Really.


Would Not Have Wanted To Be A Passenger In This Car


Coming Soon To A Theatre Near You ...

Click on the photo to enlarge and read the fine print.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007


Telemarketers Worst Nightmare!

Received this from a friend today.


A Scene You Will Probably Never Get To See ...

This is the sunset at the
North Pole with the moon
at its closest point.

You also see the sun below
the moon. An amazing
photo, and not one
easily duplicated.

You may want to pass it
on to others.

The Chinese have a saying:

“When someone shares with
you something of value, you
have an obligation to share
it with others.”


2nd Dudleys Diary Photo Captain Contest ...

give it your best shot, there are no prizes, just the glory of being declared the official winner!


I Checked This On Snopes, It Is A True Story ...

Back in September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a social studies school teacher at Robinson High School in Little Rock, did something not to be forgotten. On the first day of school, with permission of the school superintendent, the principal and the building supervisor, she took all of the desks out of the classroom.

The kids came into first period, they walked in, there were no desks. They obviously looked around and said, "Ms. Cothren, where's our desk?" And she said, "You can't have a desk until you tell me how you earn them."

They thought, "Well, maybe it's our grades."

"No," she said. "Maybe it's our behavior."

And she told them, "No, it's not even your behavior."

And so they came and went in the first period, still no desks in the classroom. Second period, same thing. Third period. By early afternoon television news crews had gathered in Ms. Cothren's class to find out about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of the classroom.

The last period of the day, Martha Cothren gathered her class. They were at this time sitting on the floor around the sides of the room. And she says, "Throughout the day no one has really understood how you earn the desks that sit in this classroom ordinarily." She said, "Now I'm going to tell you."

Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it, and as she did 27 U.S. veterans , wearing their uniforms, walked into that classroom, each one carrying a school desk. And they placed those school desks in rows, and then they stood along the wall. And by the time they had finished placing those desks, those kids for the first time I think perhaps in their lives understood how they earned those desks.

Martha said, "You don't have to earn those desks. These guys did it for you. They put them out there for you, but it's up to you to sit here responsibly to learn, to be good students and good citizens, because they paid a price for you to have that desk, and don't ever forget it."


Some People Are Just Plain Weird ...

Man Buys Smoker, Finds Human Leg Inside

MAIDEN, N.C. (AP) — A man who bought a smoker Tuesday at an auction of abandoned items might have thought twice had he looked inside first.

Maiden police said the man opened up the smoker and saw what he thought was a piece of driftwood wrapped in paper. When he unwrapped it, he found a human leg, cut off 2 to 3 inches above the knee.

The smoker had been sold at an auction of items left behind at a storage facility, so investigators contacted the mother and son who had rented the space where the smoker was found.

The mother, Peg Steele, explained her son had his leg amputated after a plane crash and kept the leg following the surgery "for religious reasons" she doesn't know much about.

"The rest of the family was very much against it," Steele said.

Steele said her son, John Wood, plans to drive to Maiden, about 35 miles northwest of Charlotte, to reclaim his amputated leg, police said.


Throw The Book At O.J. More Fun Than A Barrel Of Monkeys

Throw the book at O.J. online game here. I tried to embed this game to my blog, but I must be Html challenged cause I could not get the damn thing to work. Kept getting an error message. If anyone knows how to do this, please enlighten me.


Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back In The Water ...

Tuesday, September 25, 2007


I Received The Following E-mail From Mark Cuban Today, ( I Added The Photos )

Performing Tonight at 7 p.m. CT

Mark Cuban has tangoed on the sidelines and tap danced around the commissioner. Now, Mark is taking those boogie shoes to the next level tonight on “Dancing with the Stars.”

Mark and partner Kym Johnson aren't promising to be the next Emmitt Smith and Cheryl Burke, they're just promising a jazzy good time. “Mavs fans - watch me do my impression of the ManiAACs and make sure to vote for Mark and Kym” said Mark Cuban.

The number to call and vote is 1-800-VOTE4-11. Phone lines will open at the beginning of each show and will stay open until 30 minutes after the program ends. Fans can vote up to three (3) times by phone and seven (7) times online. Online voting will remain open until noon Eastern Time on the day of the results show. Vote early and often.


No One Has Been Commenting On Any Of ...

my posts lately. Come on people, what is wrong? Did the animated gif of the two mice screwing in a light bulb offend you? I don't get it, you got writers cramp, cat got your tongue? Jeez Louise, give me some frickin feedback will ya. If you don't, I am going to send my friend out to look for you. Trust me you don't want to piss him off!


Elvis Presley - An American Trilogy (Live '73)

They played this at my father's funeral. Tears well up whenever I hear it.


I Miss All Of The Old Single Screen Movie Theatres ...

I went to when I was a kid. They just don't make them like they used to. Now you go to a giant Cinema Plex with ten or twenty screens. It is just not the same. When I lived in Wichita Falls, I often went to an old theatre that was built back in the days of Vaudeville, before movies came on the scene, first "silent" versions and then "talkies." This was of course before my time. I remember one time when very small, my parents while on vacation, took us to a theatre somewhere in Texas, I don't remember the name of the theatre or even what town it was in. But I remember the ceiling of the theatre was painted like the sky and when the lights were turned down, you looked up to see hundreds of lights twinkling over head like stars in the night time sky. How cool is that? I remember going to the old T.C.U. theatre as a kid. It has not shown movies in years. I drove by there the other day and was sad to see it is gone. Apparently the bulldozers took it last summer, in the name of "progress." One of the neatest theatres was the 7 th Street Theatre. It had an honest to god second story balcony which was the preferred place to sit and watch a movie. I remember one Saturday my friends and I were "asked" to move down stairs. It seems some kids were throwing milk duds down on the movie goers below. I plead the fifth on that charge. Several years ago, some idiot down at city hall issued a permit to demolish the theatre (supposedly) by mistake. It was protected as a historic landmark, but they tore it down anyway. What a shame. Other theatres I went to were the Worth, Bowie, Ridglea, and Hollywood. One of my favorite movies is "The Last Picture Show." I wish I could see it just one time, in all of the old theatres from the past.

Monday, September 24, 2007


Two Texas Prison Inmates Kill Female Guard During Escape Today

They have all ready caught both of the bastards with the help of some good blood hounds. You can read about it here. They had disarmed the guard and ran over her intentionally in a stolen vehicle, she died from her injuries. Sorry sons of bitches, looks like they just killed her out of meanness. Looks like the guard was nearing retirement. One of the inmates was a convicted murderer, and the other was convicted of attempted capital murder. I wish they would take em out to the nearest tree, get a strong rope and Hang em High. They better move those two to a prison in another State or to a Federal Prison. They may not make it to trial if you know what I mean. Years ago, my wife and I lived in a house out in the country in East Texas within a few miles of four Maximum Security Men's Prison Units. My wife applied for a clerical job at one of the prisons. After several weeks, she got a call for an interview. Next thing we knew, she was on the way to Huntsville for training as a prison guard. We talked about the risk involved and she wanted to accept the job. The pay and benefits were really good. I gave her my blessings but told her at any time, to walk away from the job if she had any doubts about it. I was a little envious of all the cool things she got to do. She was trained in weapons, pistols, AR-15 rifles and riot shot guns, we used to joke that she was a "trained killer." She has worked up in the guard towers just waiting for prisoners to make an escape attempt, they never tried while she was on duty. She has driven around the perimeter of the prison at night, alone in a pick up, armed to the teeth waiting for an escape. She has guarded a wounded prisoner in the hospital only to learn later that the prisoner was classified as a high escape risk. She worked for the prison for six and a half years. She had worked her way up to the rank of Lieutenant and a good office job. One day they announced that her job no longer existed and they were going to put her back on the cell block (Federal Court Ordered Monitoring) had ended. We had a small child by that time and we both agreed it was time for her to leave the prison. I sure miss all of the perks that went along with being married to a prison guard. Shooting on the pistol, rifle and trap and skeet range, fishing on Catfish Creek, and riding around in the Trinity River Bottom in our Jeep on 20,000 acres of East Texas paradise. My wife is a little thing, she is barely over five feet tall. But you better not piss her off, remember she is a trained killer!

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