Two new titles are available on Amazon. The first is the fourth of the State of Arizona series, STATE OF CONFUSION. It takes Tan and a new Governor to new heights of trouble at the southern border along with trouble in the capital between the new Governor and everyone else, particularly Tan.

The second book is the second of the DEACON series, DEACON UNDERGROUND. The Deacon is caught up in three or four problems that all wrap around Gold. He has to go underground to get to the bottom of it all.

See posts and link here soon.

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Ain’t no frogs out today.

Snow’s too deep.


Wonder is a road less traveled

only if you have 4 wheel drive


There’s nothing like a nasty day

for increasing the creativity,

and boredom, da, dum, dum.


May the sun always shine on your parade.


My wife said, “Why so pensive?”

I replied,
All it would take this day is for the President to say the wrong thing and this nation would break out in rebellion. I would hope peaceful, but still rebellion. Just imagine if the founding fathers came alive and met in a bar in Philly. What would they think? They missed one idea in the Constitution. That idea was that everyone in Government would disregard that glorious document at the same time and the people of America would be stuck with a terrible choice. I know what they would do. But, revolution would be a no holds barred, horror story covering the whole nation. Well, maybe not Alaska, and possibly Hawaii.

The Generals cannot rebel and form a junta. The President has carefully gleaned and anointed Generals that will do his bidding.

The troops will not rebel. They listen to the Generals. They love this country and want it to work.

Folks, it is time to stand on your own two feet and say, NO!!!!!!

I am totally surprised that our country is in the state it is in. Why is there no impeachment proceedings going on? Why are Hillary and the Bean Pole not in prison? Why is congress still the same people for the past 30 years? Why is THE DONALD running away with everything right now? Why does the House fund everything in front of it? Why does the Senate kiss the ring of the President?

Happy September 11. We have armed the Muslims that sent the terrorists 14 years ago. We have no become the greatest funder of terrorism on the face of the earth. WAKE UP AMERICA.



You know, it used to be in the olden days that when you wanted to deposit money you went to the bank and handed it to a teller who zapped out a receipt and you were done. If you wanted a loan, you filled out a form and handed it to the loan manager. Sometimes the manager handed you back a check and other times it took a bit longer. Sometimes they just said no on the spot.

Now we have ebanking. Ebanking is where you spend an hour at your computer on the phone trying to get the inet to agree that your numbers and letters really allow you to access the information on your account. Take today for example. I went on line. Opened my account. Paid a bill and checked out cancelled checks. WONDERFUL.

Ten minutes later I go back to the same account after checking another account in another banking facility and the wise electrons won’t let me back in. I call the bank. Get a nice sounding young lady that tells me I checked back in too soon or some other drivel. I try signing in again after she clear the boondogel that kept me out. Still no joy. She tries something else. Nada. Squat. Zero. Zip. and all that stuff. I go on hold while she checks with her supervisor. 10 minutes pass. Supe comes on the line. The password .

have been using since day one is not the correct password. My password has magically changed in fifteen minutes. BUT, no one knows my new password. I didn’t change it. Nice gal didn’t change it. And, the electrons aren’t talking.

Please Miss Supe, cancel out my online account info and i will set it up again. Oh, but sir, we are not allowed to do that. You will have to go to your local bank so they can verify your ID personally. But, my local bank has been closed due to your company’s money saving efforts which already included no interest on any account under a bazzilion dollars and charges per check written (yeah, I still write checks, do you wonder why) and grouchy, way under-payed tellers that changed every week due to the great responsibility with no reward. Yes, sir, that bank. Will you pay my fuel fees? No sir.

At this point I am in a wonderful mood. Sorta like playing squat tag in an asparagus patch while running barefoot through bullheads. Miss Supe, please empty my account and send me a certified check for the amount of money that I cannot spend or see how it has been spent.  Oh but sir, I have no information that you own that account.

Ma’am, with out any respect for you or your bank, kiss my grits. I hung up.

Here’s the punch line. I tried logging on one more time. It worked with the old info. I am again rich within my vaguest dreams.

Blessings. Now go write.

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