tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35690496997263440022024-03-12T23:57:20.125-05:00The Best of Times in a Moogie's WorldMoogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.comBlogger995125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-37900609561799961262018-06-29T13:52:00.001-05:002018-06-29T14:00:55.946-05:00Fickle PupsThere has been a video circulating on Facebook this week that features dog owners playing a<br />
"disappearing" trick on their pets. Some of them get really agitated and search for their people. We decided to<span style="color: blue;"> <span style="color: red;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/terry.clayton.paulson/videos/10155486919521156/?t=1" style="color: red;" target="_blank">try it on the girls</a>.</span></span><br />
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They didn't seem too concerned about Pepper's sudden ceasing-to-exist.<br />
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I bet they'd be a little more panicky if no one showed back up by suppertime!Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-60966940227951283382018-06-16T16:05:00.001-05:002018-06-16T16:05:19.837-05:00A Golf Tale<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm a little idea-deprived in the blog post department.<br />
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Sometimes we just need to default to low-hanging fruit. So in the spirit of Pepper's finally convincing me to watch golf on tv, <i>willingly</i>, I forthwith offer this memorialization of the "Day That <a href="https://philmickelson.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Phil Mickelson</span></a> (probably) Lost It."<br />
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This is US Open week -- a big tournament, one of "The Majors," one of the four tournaments in Golf's <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Slam_(golf)" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Grand Slam</span></a>. A title coveted by anyone who has ever swung a club. The only one of the four that Ol' Lefty is missing.<br />
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He's not likely to win this year's US Open Trophy after today.<br />
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It seems that Phil was feeling a little frustrated during today's round (and some commentators speculate that he committed his violation of the rules to protest the placement of the cups on the greens), so when his bogey putt ran past the cup on the 13th, he chased down the ball and <a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/early-lead/wp/2018/06/16/phil-mickelson-snapped-at-the-u-s-open-running-down-a-moving-putt-and-striking-it/?noredirect=on&utm_term=.c314b305e370" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">putted it back toward the cup <i>while it was still rolling. </i></span></a><br />
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That is apparently a near-hanging-offense in the PGA.<br />
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He was assessed an automatic 2-stroke penalty and wound up with a crushing 10 on the par 4 hole.<br />
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He explained that he didn't mean any disrespect by committing the offense; that he simply didn't want the ball to roll off the green leaving him with Lord knows how many extra shots to hole it. Of course he also <a href="https://ftw.usatoday.com/2018/06/phil-mickelson-us-open-meltdown-putting-green" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">said</span></a>, <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Aleo, serif; font-size: 18px;">“I’ve had multiple times where I’ve wanted to do that, I just finally did.”</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Aleo, serif; font-size: 18px;">I'm afraid the Rules Committee may have gone in search of a rope.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Aleo, serif; font-size: 18px;">Oh well, the College World Series kicks off tomorrow and my Omahawgs will be there! Wooo Pig! Tuck Fexas (as we used to cheer back in the day)!!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Aleo, serif; font-size: 18px;">Happy Fathers Day Eve!</span>Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-47132905170414693502018-06-15T15:29:00.002-05:002018-06-15T15:29:37.697-05:00An Anniversary to Remember<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On June 10, 1978, Pepper and I watched as Affirmed won the Triple Crown by edging out Alydar in the Belmont.We were on our 1-day honeymoon at DeGray Lodge in an Arkansas state park on Lake DeGray. We had eaten our Wedding Night dinner at Glynn's Truck Stop in Arkadelphia on our was to the Lodge after our Friday night wedding. Here we are heading to the Lodge. Look how young and skinny!<br />
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Flash forward 40 years. On June 9, 2018, Pepper and I watched as Justify took the Triple Crown! It seems that our wedded bliss is good for racehorses. Pep says we should watch another on our 80th anniversary.<br />
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Forty years married. Dang. I guess we'll keep one another around.<br />
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What a guy!<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-41925365095544450292018-06-12T16:40:00.000-05:002018-06-12T16:40:00.227-05:00How Refreshing!I witnessed something delightful today at the Krogerville.<br />
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I was in line at a check-out counter behind a young mother who was unloading her basket while her elementary age children were snooping around the candy and gum displays. The daughter, probably 10 or so, wore her down until the mother gave in to her pleas for mints. "But," the mother insisted, only get a small box, not that big one." So the little girl bounced over to the next aisle in search of a small box.<br />
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"Molly!" the mother called. "There's a small box over here." But the little girl didn't understand what her mother had said.<br />
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This is where it gets good.<br />
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Instead of yelling "What?!" to her mother, the girl said. "Ma'am?"<br />
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The mother repeated, and again the girl replied, "Ma'am?" She finally understood the third time around and returned to our aisle. I smiled a big ol' smile to myself.<br />
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How many children these days do you know who address their parents (and other adults) as Sir and Ma'am? Not too darn many, I'm here to tell you.<br />
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After she paid and was heading out I pulled the young mother aside and told her that I just had to compliment her on her daughter's manners, and that witnessing how well-behaved she is simply made my day.<br />
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She smiled a big ol' smile, too, thanked me, and said,"It's still going to be a long summer!"<br />
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I think I made her day, too.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-5781874355121325272018-06-11T14:49:00.000-05:002018-06-11T14:49:36.796-05:00Charles Krauthammer Faces the EndLast Friday, FOX News released a letter from Charles Krauthammer. I initially hoped that he was announcing his return to the panel on Bret Baier's <a href="http://www.foxnews.com/shows/special-report.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Special Report</span></a>.<br />
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Mr. Krauthammer never failed to impress me (or amuse me!), but his return is not meant to be. The following is a letter from him to his public, announcing not his return, but his imminent death:<br />
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A letter from <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard-prefer-more-content-show="1" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=95978776589&extragetparams=%7B%22fref%22%3A%22mentions%22%7D" href="https://www.facebook.com/charleskrauthammer/?fref=mentions" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;">Charles Krauthammer</a>:</div>
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I have been uncharacteristically silent these past ten months. I had thought that silence would soon be coming to an end, but<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"> I’m afraid I must tell you now that fate has decided on a different course for me.</span></div>
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In August of last year, I underwent surgery to remove a cancerous tumor in my abdomen. That operation was thought to have been a success, but it caused a cascade of secondary complications – which I have been fighting in hospital ever since. It was a long and hard fight with many setbacks, but I was steadily, if slowly, overcoming each obstacle along the way and gradually making my way back to health.</div>
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However, recent tests have revealed that the cancer has returned. There was no sign of it as recently as a month ago, which means it is aggressive and spreading rapidly. My doctors tell me their best estimate is that I have only a few weeks left to live. This is the final verdict. My fight is over.</div>
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I wish to thank my doctors and caregivers, whose efforts have been magnificent. My dear friends, who have given me a lifetime of memories and whose support has sustained me through these difficult months. And all of my partners at The Washington Post, Fox News, and Crown Publishing.</div>
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Lastly, I thank my colleagues, my readers, and my viewers, who have made my career possible and given consequence to my life’s work. I believe that the pursuit of truth and right ideas through honest debate and rigorous argument is a noble undertaking. I am grateful to have played a small role in the conversations that have helped guide this extraordinary nation’s destiny.</div>
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I leave this life with no regrets. It was a wonderful life – full and complete with the great loves and great endeavors that make it worth living. I am sad to leave, but I leave with the knowledge that I lived the life that I intended.</div>
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Elegant and graceful to the end.<br />
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His was a life well-lived. He excelled at most everything instead of pouting at the hard hand that life had dealt him. Godspeed, good sir. I shall miss you.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-77424431252243631082018-06-07T15:51:00.003-05:002018-06-07T15:52:27.377-05:00A Little Laundry LevityPepper got some new golf shirts recently, so when I started sorting the dirty clothes this morning I had to check the instruction label to see whether they needed to be hung to dry or could be put in the dryer. Here is the label:<br />
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Not as funny as the one that advises to "remove baby before laundering" but clever enough to warrant a giggle, which is always welcome on laundry day.<br />
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I wonder why the French instructions didn't include the giggles? Nah -- I don't think I want to go there.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-37115842490209250112018-06-05T17:13:00.000-05:002018-06-05T17:13:58.470-05:00The Dilemma of ConvenienceMy OCD went into hyperdrive today at the grocery.<br />
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My Kroger (that I call "Krogerville" because it's so big it should have its own zip code) offers two sizes of shopping carts: the standard big one and a shorter, two-tier, smaller one. I appreciate the smaller ones because I'm too short to unload the larger ones easily. I usually find one in the parking lot and push it inside the store because there are times when all the smaller ones are outside.<br />
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It's nice to have the choice, but the choice presents a big problem in the parking lot "Cart Corrals."<br />
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Unthinking people often just shove their empty carts into the Corrals, willy-nilly, order and symmetry be damned, with big ones looking all sideways and catty-wampus, or smaller ones shoved haphazardly into larger ones. Or, worse, they just shove the carts in the general direction of the Corrals, not caring whether the carts actually get <i>into</i> the Corrals. And don't get me started on the trash left in the carts!<br />
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I'm usually able to ignore all that disorder by just closing my eyes to it and scurrying back to my car.<br />
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Today, however, something in my growing-feebler-by-the-day brain snapped, and I found myself straightening not one, but <i>TWO</i> messy Corrals. I worked up a pretty good sweat, but at least I didn't draw a crowd of puzzled onlookers.<br />
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The Corrals looked much more orderly, and my blood pressure quickly dropped back down to its normal as a result.<br />
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I may need professional help.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-33910787847412757232018-06-04T15:25:00.000-05:002018-06-04T15:40:19.623-05:00Clever Canine Manipulations<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mysti Girl is so funny, and pretty clever.<br />
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Our Doggie Girls like to cuddle with me on the couch during the evening, and it varies who gets the plum seat next to me, usually first-come, first-served. But when the Son's pup, Chelsea Belle, was staying with us during his deployment, she often got the spot closest to me because she is small enough to sit on the footrest of the recliner without collapsing it.<br />
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Chelsea is also a titch toy-crazy. She will show you a toy in her mouth while waggling her rear end all over the place for hours. And Mama Mysti took note of that.<br />
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Around Christmas, when Mysti wanted to sit next to me but found Chelsea already there, that cagey Mama would go in search of a toy and bring it to me. She would then start playing "tug" with me, putting only her front paws on the couch, and pulling the toy perilously close to Chelsea who, of course, couldn't stand not having the toy all to herself. Then Mysti would yank the toy from me and "toss" it across the room. Chelsea, of course, would spring into action and triumphantly leap down to grab the toy before anybody else could . . . while Mysti hopped up on the couch and helped her whole self to my lap.<br />
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This is what Mysti looks like when she's feeling close enough to me:<br />
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Yap's almost close enough:<br />
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They're both pretty darn close:<br />
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Last night, Yappy had claimed my lap and Mysti was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, I heard toenails clicking across the floor and here came Mama Mysti, trotting into the living room, carrying -- you guessed it -- Yap's favorite toy. A few minutes later, Mysti was in my lap, and farther down the couch was this:<br />
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Oh, that clever Mama. Sneaky, too. Heh.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-49165176701069443152018-06-01T15:27:00.001-05:002018-06-01T15:27:29.037-05:00A Long, Hot Summer?Let's see. It's 93 degrees out there, and it's not even officially summer yet. So, should I vacuum the house, or work on a blog post? Hmmm.<br />
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Hello, Blogger!<br />
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June 1st -- opening day of the 2018 Hurricane Season. It's good not to live on the Gulf Coast anymore!<br />
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It's also the ninth anniversary of the Lone Wolf self-radicalized Muslim terrorist <a href="http://moogiep.blogspot.com/search/label/PVT%20William%20Long" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">attack at a Recruiting Office</span></a> in Little Rock that killed one soldier and wounded another. The above link is to several Posts I wrote following the attack and trial (including a letter I wrote to then-President Obama concerning his non-response to the events). I thank God to this day for the Patriot Guard (who shielded the family and mourners of PVT Long from that abominable group of people who call themselves a Church), and for the States that now allow Recruiters to arm themselves against another attack like this one.<br />
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I hope this summer is a calm one, with no mass murders or terrorist attacks on American soil. Or anywhere else for that matter.<br />
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Considering the state of public discourse and tolerance, that may be no more than wishful thinking, but a girl can dream, can't she?<br />
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I'm good at dreaming.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-51110354956480914902018-04-22T17:31:00.000-05:002018-04-22T17:31:49.025-05:00I Guess Maybe It's Like Riding a Bicycle . . .I wonder if I remember how to publish a post? Maybe I'll just post some pics -- a lot has happened the last year.<br />
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The son volunteered to deploy to Kosovo with the Arkansas National Guard 39th Infantry Brigade Combat Team to support NATO. It was a long 10 months, from May 2017 to March 30th!<br />
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While he was deployed, we kept one of his dogs, Chelsea Belle (one of the Mysti and Bouie's litter), most of the time. So, yes, we were back to having THREE Labradors most of the time. Remember when the puppies looked like this?<br />
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The pups celebrated their 3rd birthday in August. Wow. Three years.<br />
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Pepper was inducted as the very first honoree into the University of Central Arkansas ROTC Hall of Fame in the Fall. Pretty cool.<br />
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Grandchild #7 (Another boy! That makes 6 boys!) joined the family last month in mid-March! While he and his Mama cooled their heels in the hospital, we kept Persephone, more commonly known as "Persi Pup," another of the litter. So, yes, for a few days we had FOUR Labs, including all three of the Yellows pictured above. I truly wish there was an after-market for Lab fur -- we would be stinking rich!<br />
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In addition to those events, we had plenty of misadventures with the oldest Grandchild (he turned 18 this February) who was staying with us most of the time while his Dad was gone. The most interesting one happened the night he snuck out a downstairs window to go to a party and we wound up getting "that" call from the Arkansas Children's Hospital Emergency Department at 0200. While his pride and joy, his Jeep, now rests in pieces, he fortunately didn't do any permanent damage to himself when he drove through a fence while reaching for his cell phone and nearly wound up in a swimming pool. Pepper, however, didn't share that luck; he had a hypoglycemic reaction in the ER, fainted, and smacked his forehead on the floor. Not many 68 year-olds can claim to have been admitted, albeit it briefly, to a Children's Hospital.<br />
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There was a Family Vacation on <a href="http://www.degray.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Lake DeGray</span></a>, another adventure in misadventures in which <i>I</i> ended up in the ER after smacking my head on the bathroom counter and wound up with "<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raccoon_eyes" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Raccoon Eyes</span>.</a>" Fortunately there was no skull fracture or brain bleed, but I was quite colorful for a month or so. And, no, I will not post a pic here, even though I did post one on Facebook to beat out the sons-in-law who threatened to do so on their terms.<br />
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There was the King Biscuit Blues Festival in the Fall, along with Pepper's 46th Reunion of his Army Flight School class held in Nashville (the Nashville in Tennessee, not the one in Arkansas where my Mama was born). Our first ever trip to The Opry! There were also Thanksgiving, Christmas, no Bowl game for the Razorbacks, the CAMAN Ball in New Orleans (where I got to wear my crown for the first time in a long time!), birthdays, parties, and just a lot of living in general. And the Son came home in time for Easter. Many, many blessings found their way to Moogie's Manor that Easter weekend.<br />
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Perhaps the rest of 2018 won't be quite as adventurous. Having 7 grandchildren and a number of granddogs is plenty adventurous in itself! But, having all of them does make for some pretty cute pics. And lots of memories.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-27671642908524751452017-05-22T17:14:00.000-05:002017-05-22T17:14:19.577-05:00From the OrphanageWow. It's been over a year since I last posted. That's a whole lotta water under a whole lotta bridges, not the least of which is the 45th President of the United States. He's giving us an interesting ride. One wonders what <a href="http://exileinportales.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Buck</span> </a>would have to say about the State of the Union.<br />
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In January, my Daddy suffered a recurrence of the lung cancer and was facing another round of radiation in March. He <i>really </i>hated that prospect, almost as much as he hated the three-armed gowns he had to wear at treatment. (I swear, for being such a brilliant human being, he simply could not figure out to get into those gowns! Baffles me to this day.) He was down to about 120 pounds -- and he was nearly 6 feet tall. He had no appetite, no interest in much of anything, and no hope.<br />
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So, in the evening of Tuesday, March 7th, he called me -- somewhat later than usual -- to ask if I would take him some Ensure the next day. I said sure, even though I was scheduled to take him to a doc appointment on that Friday, just two days later. He asked what time I thought I might get there and I replied, "Around midday." I told him I'd see him tomorrow and we said our goodnights.<br />
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I arrived on his front porch around noon that next day, and his door was locked. His door was never locked when he was expecting me. I had left my key at home, so I rang the doorbell. I could see through the top of the cafe-curtained front window that the lamp beside his chair was on, and I could hear Rush Limbaugh on the radio; I'm too short to be able to see what was going on in the front room, though. I waited and waited, calling his landline (and leaving a message) and his cell. I thought maybe he was in the bathroom -- he had been suffering unpleasant GI issues -- so I continued to wait, knocking every so often. After 30 minutes, I called the apartment manager, fearing that he might have fallen. She came immediately, unlocked the door, opened it, and immediately pulled it closed.<br />
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She had seen him in his chair, with his head slumped on his chest, and blood coming from what she first thought was his nose. She called 911 and advised me not to go in.<br />
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Ambulances, fire trucks, police cars, EMTs, detectives, and ultimately the Coroner swarmed the retirement village -- not a rare sight, unfortunately.<br />
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We waited on the porch as the police investigated -- thank God for Miss Carolyn! When the Officer came out to call the Detectives, he said to Carolyn, "There's a gun," and I buried my head in my jacket.<br />
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I learned a lot about how law enforcement operates that day, and I will say this -- Little Rock's LE forces have some of the most professional, most thorough, kindest, and most compassionate people in the world. They explained each step they were taking to me, right down to the fact that they had to find the bullet in the wall (fortunately the lady next door was in the hospital, so she was spared all the drama. And bullets.), and that they had taken Daddy's driver's license because, technically, it belongs to the State (which I suspect is just a ruse for identification purposes).<br />
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My family arrived with flashers blinking and started making calls. Blur. A long/flash-forward afternoon. And, suddenly, I was an orphan.<br />
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I wrote the obituary -- it ran in the Sunday paper:<br />
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<i>Lee Arthur Clayton of Little Rock moved to Heaven on
Wednesday, March 8, 2017, in time to have lunch with his beloved wife, whom he
hadn’t seen since 1977. Speculation has it that they enjoyed a “Seedy Bun”
cheeseburger from Minute Man.</i></blockquote>
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<i>Art was born in Dumas, Arkansas, on April 3, 1929, to James
Vance Clayton and Hattie Nuckols Clayton.</i></blockquote>
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<i>A graduate of the University of Arkansas and a member of
Kappa Sigma Fraternity, Art joined the Navy, served in Korea on the carrier </i>Sicily<i>, and remained in the USNR (attaining
the rank of Lieutenant Commander) until retirement after 20 years. He had quite
a diverse civilian work life in the financial industry at Commercial National
Bank; Stephens, Inc.; First Commercial Bank; and Union National Bank. He was appointed
by the Governor to complete his father’s term as Arkansas State Treasurer in
the early sixties, but decided not to run for that office as successor. His
favorite place to hang his hat, however, was the Yarn Mart, where he spent a
happy decade running the business end while his wife, Shay, handled face time
with clients. He spent his retirement years engaged in keeping up with
technological advances, working at several retail establishments, doing a
little traveling, and enjoying family.</i><i><br /></i><i></i></blockquote>
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<i>Family was his Joy.</i></blockquote>
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<i>An only child, Art was p</i><i>redeceased by his parents and his
wife, Shay Foshee Clayton. He is survived by his daughter, Terry Clayton
Paulson and her husband Walt; grandchildren Shay Rafferty and husband Tim;
Veronica McClane and husband Nick; and Stephen Paulson; along with
great-grandchildren Jack and Clayton Rafferty; Walter Arthur (Mac) McClane; and
Will, John, and Lizzy Paulson.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>His family is certain of one thing -- he is eternally
grateful that he will never have to endure another “Spring Forward/Fall Back”
or presidential election.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>The family will greet friends at a graveside service at 2:00
pm on Tuesday, March 14<sup>th</sup>, at Forest Hills Cemetery.</i></blockquote>
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<i>I have had the great, good fortune in my life to get to rub
elbows with some brilliant people. Two of those brilliant men in particular
played a significant role in molding the woman I am today – one is the man I’ve
been married to for nearly 39 years, and the other is the man who raised me.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>My father was a certifiable genius. He loved taking things
apart to see what made them work, and researching them on the Internet. He
always got in on the ground floor when any advance in technology was launched.
I can’t begin to count the number of computers he went through, going back to
the days when he had to use DOS to program a Tandy to welcome me with “Hello,
Terry” on its screen. Amateur astronomy was one of his hobbies, so I grew up
reading </i>Sky and Telescope<i> just for
fun. He spent countless hours holed up in what Mama and I called “the
LaBORatory,” tinkering with things and visiting with friends on amateur radio.
And he always built the radios. He and Mama had one of the first Pong games on
the market, and one of the first digital clocks that ticked out hours, minutes,
and seconds. He said it was a graphic way of watching your life slipping away.
Daddy could be a bit of a pessimist.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>He was also a kind and loving father. His work life allowed
him to spend a lot of time with me in my formative years, and he didn’t
completely recognize that I was a girl.
He taught me how to shoot a pellet gun (Sometimes out the bathroom
window. Daddy had an odd dislike of sparrows.) He taught me how to throw a
spiral pass with a football. He would take me out to the airport where we would
park at the end of the runway and he would teach me how to identify private aircraft
by their structure – I can spot a forked-tail Bonanza right off the bat. We
loved to cruise Lake Maumelle on the party barge named FUBAR Maru that he owned
with some Navy buddies, but, I was well into adulthood before I learned that
“FUBAR” was not exactly the acronym of </i>Fouled<i>
Up Beyond All Recognition. He taught me how to recognize features of the night
sky in unusual ways – for example, the Pleiades is an open star cluster that
resembles a martini glass with a bent stem. Every elementary school age child
should know all about martini glasses, right? He showed me how June bugs would
make a funny popping sound when you tossed them into burning charcoal, and how
to catch lightning bugs. He made fudge every time it snowed. He made really
good fudge.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>Daddy wasn’t exactly gaga over children, but I was an
exceptional child, as were my children and their children. He would tell that
to anyone who asked about us. And to some who didn’t ask. We are convinced that
he fought the good fight these last few years just so he could be around for
us. And that is why, although his exit was not exactly what we would have
chosen for him, and we will miss him, we rejoice that he has found his peace.</i> </blockquote>
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<i>See you later, Daddy. We love you.</i></blockquote>
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Younger Daughter also gave a eulogy -- it was lovely. Oddly enough, she, too, talked about his love of birds. She also recounted how, one Christmas, she and Elder Daughter gave their "Boompie" a Beta Fish, thinking he needed a little low-maintenance companionship. He refused their gift! (Boy, that one really got under my skin -- I told him he should have taken it, flushed it, and told them that it had died. Sheesh!) So, they took it home with them and named it "Eyore," their pet name for their grandfather. <br />
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And, the memories keep on coming.<br />
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I don't like this orphan business, but it's taught me a lot with all that has followed in dealing with the government, and the military, and banks, and . . . . I have come to the conclusion that we should never die -- it's waaaay too expensive and complicated.<br />
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Still, as I referenced above, that’s not the question at hand. The lack of intent line is just a red herring. Prosecution under 18 USC 793 only requires that the information wind up being outside of its proper place of custody. You can argue the intent angle all the live long day but it doesn’t change the fact that the law clearly appears to have been broken. Whether the Justice Department (under the thumb of one of Clinton’s biggest campaign surrogates) decides to do anything about it is another question.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Bless her heart. She didn't <b><i>mean</i> </b>to cause no trubbles.</span></div>
I'm fairly certain that General Petraeus was of the same mind. Not that that did any good, or anything, for his defense. He was <a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/national-security/army-recommends-no-punishment-for-petraeus-after-receiving-doj-materials/2015/12/07/2a31d43e-9867-11e5-94f0-9eeaff906ef3_story.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">convicted in a Federal Court</span></a>, and in the court of public opinion, barely escaping having to appear before a Court Martial, losing a star in the process.<br />
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I'm about as fed up as I can get with "standards" vs. "Clinton standards." But then, I've lived in Arkansas during most of the Clinton era so I'm ahead of the game in recognizing Clinton adoration-blinders when I see them.<br />
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It's time for the rest of the country to WAKE THE EFF UP and smell the BS.<br />
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Yeah. Fat chance.<br />
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(Sorry for the language. Hillary brings out the worst in me.)<br />
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Happy Derby Day and Mother's Day Eve.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-24593401145507299572016-05-04T15:43:00.001-05:002016-05-04T15:43:47.823-05:00Cruz Out, Kasich Out . . .. . . it looks like it's time to start thinking about lemonade.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-28225244089440992662016-04-08T15:10:00.000-05:002016-04-08T15:12:24.297-05:00Hillary is Already Planning Her LegacyThis is just too good not to post for posterity.<br />
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But, I don't know whether I can handle it if it turns out that there are no aliens.<br />
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John Podesta, Hillary Clinton’s campaign chairman, says it’s time for the U.S. government to release any evidence it has about the existence of alien forms of life in outer space.</div>
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Podesta, who was also a chief of staff to President Bill Clinton, told CNN that if Hillary Clinton is elected, she’ll ask for as many records about Area 51 in Nevada as the U.S. government has to be declassified. </div>
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“I think that's a commitment that she intends to keep and that I intend to hold her to," Podesta told CNN.</div>
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Area 51 is a remote Air Force test and training range that’s been the subject of conspiracy theories, including UFO sightings.</div>
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"The U.S. government could do a much better job in answering the quite legitimate questions that people have about what's going on with unidentified aerial phenomena," said Podesta.</div>
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Asked if the government is holding proof of alien life, Podesta said: “That’s for the public to judge once they’ve seen all the evidence that the U.S. government has.”</div>
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Asked about his own beliefs, Podesta simply said: “There are a lot of planets out there,” adding “the American people can handle the truth.”</div>
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Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-7563761264865127502016-04-08T14:54:00.000-05:002016-04-08T14:55:31.043-05:00A Dog-lover's (Stolen) Giggle For The DayToday's <i>Overboard</i> comic strip struck a whole symphony of notes around Moogie's Manor:<br />
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This is also why you travel with several towels in your car.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-89132743486575725512016-04-06T15:11:00.003-05:002016-04-06T15:12:57.195-05:00Around the HouseDo you ever walk into a room in your house and notice something that's been there for quite awhile, but you haven't yet picked up on how it got there, or why it might be considered unusual by others?<br />
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Me, too.<br />
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Here's the reason I now clean window interiors every few days instead of every six months or year: lower window sills than in Moogie's Mansion and two young, nose-y Labs.<br />
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Here's the water closet in our master bath. Doesn't everyone have a Star Trek calendar in theirs? And a corded wall telephone?<br />
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Life is interesting at Moogie's Manor.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-84750845590871171512016-04-05T13:51:00.001-05:002016-04-05T13:52:02.462-05:00Better Than Melatonin, or Even AmbienI've finally figured out what Hillary's campaign voice reminds me of! It's been nagging and nagging at me (kinda like Hillary, herself) for months. She tries to modify it from time to time when her handlers are able to convince her to tone it down, or perk it up, or sound more sincere. But, the sound of that voice always comes back to this:<br />
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I'm with you, Peppermint Patty.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-25956007194103757052016-04-04T15:29:00.001-05:002016-04-04T15:29:31.406-05:00California and New York Hop on the Minimum Wage Thrill Ride<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So. Today, California and New York took the first steps to raising their intra-state minimum wage to $15.00 per hour over the next few years as the respective Governors signed the enabling legislation into effect.<br />
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The relevant politicians in those states <a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/ct-california-minimum-wage-20160404-story.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">flapped their jaws</span></a> a bunch about "dignity" and "parity" and "economic justice."<br />
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I frankly don't think much consideration was given at all to actual "economics."<br />
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There goes that <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giant_sucking_sound" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">giant sucking sound</span></a> again -- jobs vanishing from the good ol' US of A.<br />
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And $7.00 cheeseburgers at McDonald's. Self-service.<br />
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<br />Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-25283773327690176882016-03-28T14:40:00.001-05:002016-03-28T14:40:50.103-05:00The Monday After Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Day after Easter! Easter, the most blessed and joyous observation in Christianity. A day spent rejoicing in our Savior's sacrifice, made so that we foolish and wicked humans may have eternal life.<br />
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And the day after that Holiest of days, when the Capitol and White House are on lock-down because of shots fired. One in custody, one Capitol police officer with non-life-threatening injuries. Sheesh.<br />
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On a more irreverent note, does anyone else find it deliciously ironic that Ivanka Trump gave birth to a baby boy and named him Ted?<br />
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Sorry. Couldn't resist. The snark is weak.<br />
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And, I'm publishing the iconic<a href="http://moogiep.blogspot.com/search/label/Easter" target="_blank"> <span style="color: blue;">Bouie Cottontail,</span></a> one last time. I need to find some new bunny ears so I can embarrass the girl dogs in the future.Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-68149949829976140702016-03-10T16:28:00.001-06:002016-03-10T16:28:28.560-06:00Musings on the Presidential RaceOn this rainy afternoon before yet another Republican debate, and the day following a Democrat debate (in which Hillary actually lost her temper and lied through her teeth -- again), it might be fun to post a few goodies stolen off of Facebook. Here we go:<br />
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Makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? What kind of perpetual cage fight will there be if The Donald and Hill get the nominations? No, I really don't need to know.</div>
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Younger Daughter called me shortly before lunchtime today and said, "<i>Mommy</i>!" (When daughters regress to "Mommy" I know that something not good will follow.)<br />
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She continued, "I'm sooooo stressed out!!!" (That didn't bode well, either.)<br />
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I asked, haltingly, "What's the matter?!?"<br />
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"There is no one I can vote <i style="font-weight: bold;">for!!! </i>And too many to vote <i style="font-weight: bold;">against!!! </i>I don't know what to <i style="font-weight: bold;">do!!!</i>"<br />
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Today is the Arkansas Primary Election Cha-cha-cha. Pepper and I did the early voting thing this year, so we're well beyond second and third guessing (until the results start trickling in tonight.) But Younger Daughter put it off until the actual day, leaving her <i>all stressed out!!!</i><br />
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So, what's a Mommy to say? YD ultimately decided to hold her nose, throw up a little bit in her mouth, and vote the way her Daddy and I did. And our choice among the candidates didn't rhyme with rump, or much of anything else.<br />
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Heaven help us all; and, hooray for the red, white, and blue. Hopefully not too black-and-blue.<br />
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Tomorrow is Primary Election Day here in the Natural State, and you know what that means -- lots of robo-calls and bad political ads.<br />
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One ad has been running on the local talk radio station featuring Hillary. In it, she affects this nasal, whiny accent and tells supporters how "she loves to brag on Arkansas" because our Legislature was <strike>foolhardy</strike> clever enough to pass a bi-partisan "Public Option" for health insurance that moves thousands who previously didn't qualify for Medicaid, and whose income was too high to give them premium subsidies, onto the Medicaid rolls and they will now be insured.<br />
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(Arkansas is among the states that declined to set up a "State Exchange," opting instead for the "Private Option" which accepts federal funds to allocate to Medicaid and<i> it</i> subsidizes premiums charged by private insurers. So, potay-toh/potah-toh. The Governor purportedly wanted the<a href="http://governor.arkansas.gov/radio/detail/arkansas-works" target="_blank"> "<span style="color: blue;">Arkansas Works Program</span>"</a> [Private Option] to focus on encouraging citizens to go to work and enjoy employer-provided insurance rather than relying on government to insure them. I'm not so sure that's working out.)<br />
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What the Medicaid expansion advocates don't tell us is that, under Obamacare, once a body has accepted <i>any</i> Medicaid benefits, he's deemed to be a Medicaid participant <i>for life.</i> For-ever!<br />
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One might not think that's a problem when he's a twenty-something and hasn't acquired diddly-squat to pass on to his heirs, but it's a different story when he moves on to the next plane of existence and his estate is being probated.<br />
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Guess who gets his share first, before any <a href="http://info.legalzoom.com/difference-between-heir-legatee-21090.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">heir or legatee</span></a>?<br />
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How'd you guess?! Of, course -- it's Uncle Sam!!<br />
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Can you say "the ultimate surreptitious re-distribution of wealth?" Of course you can! It's called "asset forfeiture," and it's been around for awhile, but Obamacare gave it a shot of steroids.<br />
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A wonderful article from 2013 that Pepper found in <i><a href="http://www.decodedscience.org/obamacare-put-millions-risk-asset-seizure-medicaid-cost-recovery/40978/2" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Science Decoded</span></a></i> boils the issue down to one articulate sentence:<br />
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "roboto" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px;">Dr. Jane Orient, the Executive Director of the Association of American Physicians and Surgeons, put the risk/reward tradeoff succinctly. </span><em style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: roboto, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px;">“People will think this is wonderful, this is free insurance. They don’t realize it’s really a loan, and is secured by any property they have.”</em></span></blockquote>
<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; line-height: 26px;">What an awful thing for your government to do to you. Restoring the Estate Tax was bad enough, but putting these two together is nothing short of confiscatory policy that slaps around the Fourth Amendment.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; line-height: 26px;">Don't let Uncle Sam tell you it's raining on you.</span></span>Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-91741463838328158082016-02-22T15:37:00.000-06:002016-02-22T15:37:38.086-06:00I Guess Yap Wins This Round<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Remember this picture from a few days ago?<br />
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Then tell me -- who is in whose personal space here?<br />
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Love my pushy girl dogs!Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-23822433005547308922016-02-21T16:17:00.004-06:002016-02-21T16:17:41.425-06:00Jumping the Gun?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Our neighbors have been out trimming trees and cleaning out flower beds. I decided to join them.<br />
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I pulled some weeds that have been annoying me lately, and pulled out the dead remnants of tomato, pepper, and squash plants in the raised beds, making sure to set aside the stakes so I can re-use them. It will be time to plant soon! Won't it?<br />
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Then it dawned on me. Daffodils are springing up all over, but I've yet to see a crocus. The juncos haven't left yet. A few trees are budding out and people are starting to prune their roses and Crepe Myrtles back, but waaaay too early! So, I asked my neighbors if they thought we might just be making a late February snow storm head this way. They gave me a nervous little giggle and said they hoped not.</div>
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Hmmm. For many years, a columnist for the <i>Demo-zette,</i> the late <a href="http://www.arkansasleader.com/2007/10/editorialsrichard-allin-rip.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Richard Allin</span></a>, published an annual column heralding the arrival of "<a href="http://www.arktimes.com/ArkansasBlog/archives/2008/03/07/in-memory-of-richard-allin" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Frozen Daffodil and Snow Tire Festival</span></a>." I hope he's not just finishing up a column in Heaven for 2016!</div>
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One more pretty snow would be nice. And the streets are too warm for it to stick on them much, so why not?</div>
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My father would tell me I've lost my mind. But, I didn't move all the way to Little Rock from New Orleans to have to shave my legs so I could wear shorts in <i>February</i>!</div>
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Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-51951050632999262432016-02-20T16:45:00.000-06:002016-02-21T15:27:03.875-06:00The Definitive Explanation of the Obama Administration's Foreign PolicyYou might recall that the Young President was out on the left coast earlier this week attending some conference, or summit, or golf outing (The course is <a href="http://www.breitbart.com/big-government/2016/02/16/president-obama-my-golf-score-is-classified/" target="_blank">"<span style="color: blue;">very difficult. My score is classified</span>."</a> He's so very clever, that one.) with a bunch of folks from Asia.<br />
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Justice Antonin Scalia had the gall to go and die over the weekend, so most of the headlines focused on Scalia instead of Obama the rest of the week; hence, I had no clear idea what the conference was all about. Pepper, on the other hand, did. He noted it -- and its value -- in a Facebook post:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">Well, how about that? Obama is at yet another meaningless summit. The foreign policy of useless meetings. Impressive!</span></blockquote>
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Does that description sum up the Obama foreign policy, or what! My husband <i style="font-weight: bold;">is</i> very clever!<br />
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And, this just makes me laugh:<br />
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Happy weekend!!Moogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.com0