Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Friday, July 27, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
I might be going to a gun show with Brooky and Dan this weekend. I don't have any money and thankfully don't have any need for a gun in the near future. I mean, not that I know of. I do however like to hang with my bro and bro in-law. Seeing the above picture of John Goodman in the Big Lebowski made me think of Brooky for some reason. I think if anyone were to make a movie of Brooky, you'd need to cast John in the leading role. Not that Brooky is a fat guy like me, but rather he's got this Brooky look in his eye while brandishing a firearm. Is it just me?
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Within the last pages of the book FLYBOYS, James Bradley shares a phone conversation with a flyboy veteran Joe Bonn, who saw last saw his buddy Jimmy Dye descend toward the island of Chichi Jima by parachute. James Bradley had just returned from Japan where he had talked to Hayashi-san, the Japanese soldier who was ordered to decapitate Jimmy. The following is an excerpt from page 332:
...That's the way it was," he had explained. I wondered how he would react to
the news that I had met with the Japanese who had swung a sword at
I had explained how Hayashi-san had unwillingly followed an order under the duress of strict command. Lieutenant Hayashi, the meek radar technician had had no animosity in his heart when a drunken Spirit Warrior forced him to wield his untested sword. Hayashi had been just one of Japan's many good children scarred by the Spirit Warrior's non-Bushido mania. Drunken cannibal officers abusing their troops are not part of the samurai tradition.
After I told Bonn about Jimmy's last moments, there was a silence on the telephone line.
"That's a hell of a thing." he finally said.
After a few seconds I asked, "What's a hell of a thing?"
"Well, I don't think it was right to cut Jimmy's head off," he answered.
Now it was my turn to be still. I could agree with Bonn, but just days before I had
had tears in my eyes as I listened to Hayashi-san. I took a chance and said,
"Yes, but maybe the civilians you strafed thought that was a hell of a thing."
Now there was even a longer silence. I wasn't sure if I had gone to far. Finally the former Flyboy sighed, "Yeah, I guess it just matters what side you're one."
Frankly, throughout the entire book, that's the back story that Bradley wanted to tell...that the Americans were just as much the devils as the Japanese were. I believe Bradley actually went too far with the old veteran. James Bradley capped off his telling of his Flyboy book by getting a HERO to pretty much say he was just as bad, just as evil, as the Japanese devils. Those Flyboys, were good, decent young men who were sent to fight and WIN a war they did not start but had to finish. They went to serve their God and country, not as occupiers...but to put an end to an evil empire. I pray that Bradley doesn't disturb the sleep of an old man who probably suffered enough nightmares from a war he fought so bravely so long ago. I am glad that moral equivalence and political correctness wasn't the thinking of the day back in those dangerous times.
Bradley had some pictures in his book of charred citizens that were burned from the massive B-29 bombing strikes over Japan. I think he should have included more images like this one. To my understanding, this was typical Japanese workmanship. Don't get me wrong, Bradley spent much of his book on the Rape of China...a holocaust that out-shadows what the Nazi's did to the Jews. I'll cut the author some slack. Most of the photos I've seen of the rape of China by the heartless Japanese forces aren't very nice to look at.
We have a war today, an evil empire teaching their children to hate America...encouraging them to become martyrs for their little god of hate...little human bombs for Allah. Do we as a nation have what it takes to win a war...to be hard core...do what has to be done? Evil does exist America. I read this book about a time in Japan's history that was simply demonic. I could'nt help but think about our present war, about our enemy out there, and how stupid the politicians who are politicizing this war, struggling for power at the cost of our security and the morale of our service men and women. Evil must be faced eye to eye. Evil must be conquered and there's no such thing as a pleasant war. It's not a popular thing to say but I'll say it. Devils must die for freedom to live.
Do I sound pissed?
Coming soon to a theatre of war near you!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
I got to have a nice long lunch with Mychael John Thomas. It was nice getting to see him again. It was nice laughing with him again. I came back to the office and listened to some of his music he gave me, particularly, the CD entitled HOME.
It rained. I couldn't mow my grass and got stranded at home. I've been reading a book called FLYBOYS. I'll write about it when I finish it. I was stranded because Gina and I have been working on one car. She had things to do with the girls and I stayed home. Jerry Connell called and offered to rescue me. Jerry, Adria, and I went to see the Stephen King movie 1408. It is reminiscent of The Shining, Christine and Pet Semetery. It was a good movie but there are other better movies out there to watch. I enjoyed it but recommend that you rent it if you are up for something creepy by Mr. King. We had Chinese food afterward and then I had to get back home.
Jose' and Denise wanted me to attend their family reunion. I took my guitar and songbook and played with Jose'. That was fun. It had been a long time since I had played with my friend.
That's the highlights. I'm at work now and need to get back to it.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
There's always a project. After the basement is finished, I need to buy some primer and paint and do something to the kitchen. Our kitchen is 70's looking. Harvest Gold, chipped tile floor, and old paneling. The counter-top doesn't look to good but I think I'll start with a fresh coat of paint and some new cabinet knobs. I really need to get into the swing of doing a little something each week for the house. It needs attention like all houses do.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Saturday, July 7, 2007
I got to Vineyard and started setting up. Debbie Handy was there when I arrived and told me that Todd wasn't going to make it and that Liz Wood (my niece) may or may not join me. Tommy Puckett came walking in with his guitar and songbook. Liz came in shortly and then we were three. What a pleasant surprise.
No sooner had we started playing, my friend Allan Rhodes appeared in the audience. Allan lives in Huntsville and said he drove down as soon as he got my email. That meant a lot to me that he drove the distance. It was almost ten when it ended and we got to talk a little before he had to go home.
There were not that many questions from the audience last night. Brook (my brother) made most of them, which stirred some conversation about songs and songwriting. It was a pleasant evening and I would love to do it again.
I would love to do a StoryTeller's night witch Brook and Michael. We were once the Skylight Coffeehouse stage band. We'd do original songs but would also do songs of friends who weren't around anymore. I'd like to do a StoryTeller's and talk about the artists and the songs that we admire. I know that it's a little against the grain of what the evenings are about (original songs from the artists that wrote them). I have a few songs that Arnie Sanford wrote. The Guise did a nice rendition of Barry Goss' Jesus Knows All About It. Maybe we could through in a Mark Heard or Pat Terry song. We'd still do some of each other's original work, all acoustic....what do you think Debbie? Hmm? Hmm???
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Monday, July 2, 2007
Katie came downstairs Saturday afternoon and asked if she could treat us to a drive-in. She was wanting to see Disney's new mouse movie called Ratatouille. It was a double feature with Fantastic Four. Katie had not seen the latter. I told her that I couldn't do any lifting, that she would have to help load the car. She sprung for the ticket and mom and I sprung for a pizza. We were concerned that it would rain on us but it didn't. It was a very pleasant evening outside. We had a kick ball in the van and it seemed that all the kids present came out to play. They played on the green as the sun went down and until the movie started. Ratatouille by the way is a very good movie. It's not a mind numbing just for kids flick like so many are, but entertaining for grown ups too. I didn't really want to watch FF again but the girls were glued to the screen. I think my kids love the drive-in like I do.
My sister Cindy wants to go out on a drive-in venture this week...probably a weeknight. Maybe we can. The new Die Hard movie is out and I'd like to see Bruce Yippee-Ki-Yea again.