47 years

Sippin my coffee, was tellin ratog; 47 years for justice

For those who weren’t around then, you can read about the hostage situation, it won’t give you the emotional impact it did to the nation. It’s Sunday so I won’t swear with jimmy carter in the same sentence.

Never did drink a

Reading about the Marine barracks of 1983 will not boil your blood as when it happened, sadness, with layers of anger.

I see tucker isn’t happy, yeah well, didn’t tucker start out at cnn, maybe the infection was deeper than people thought.

And then there is the MTG, margie margie margie, you sound like a scorned woman, yeah so, no one cares margie, the world has moved on, left you like a house standing by the side of the road.

That’s some Ernie Harwell lingo right there :).

Nick and me, we’d get along great, I like coffee, Nick likes coffee, our views on the current situation would just about mirror each other’s, of course, I’d add a few cuss words

Ever cut the head off a snake, what happens, the body still moves for a while

Sipping my coffee, think about your Grandparents, turns out, everything they thought was cool,

is cool

Jesus, guns, hunting/fishing, old trucks, tasteless jokes, not trusting the government, peace and quiet, all cool stuff

Focusing on tasteless jokes, ohh here is one now

As you shuffle out, go with a smile