Be Thankful

Uncle Bubba’s heart breaks as he watches so many people on the news whose lives are devastated by hurricane Katrina. He has just returned from an area of south Florida that had damage from the same storm; where just there loss of power meant no gas, no stores open, no refrigeration, and no air conditioning. As he turns on the light switch he is thankful. He is mindful of the convenience of getting a burger at a drive through. He is thankful for hot water and cool air. No matter where you live in America, you should be too.

Hurricane Katrina

A gloomy sadness lingers in Uncle Bubbie’s heart; broken by Katrina.

Watching the news coverage of the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, my mind just can’t seem to get wrapped around the magnitude of this disaster. I heard one person state that this is our tsunami and I thought; where is the rest of the world? Remember when the tsunami hit last year and all the world sent resources and money to aid the desperate people? Well? Has any other country offered to help us in dealing with this catastrophe? I think as time goes on we’ll learn a lot of lessons in human nature.

Cindy Speaks For Me

Uncle Bubbie eases back in his in porch chair to the chirping of song birds and the first rays of the morning sun warming his face. It’s a good day to be alive in America. Breathing deep, clean air fills his lungs a feeling of melancholy filters out the new sun. This wondrous feeling is a feeling that Casey Sheehan will never feel. He lost is life in the hot hell hole of Iraq. Bubbie thinks fondly of his own son.

Casey's mother, Cindy, is now being chastised for her grieving. How heartless these Bushians can be. The stupidity of it all leaves me speechless…

Fried Chicken Rant

Uncle Bubbie's tummy is rumbling...

I was on a hunt for a Popeye’s Chicken joint when I saw them: two police officers riding tandem on motorcycles. I’ve seen this sight many times and it has always irked me and perhaps due to a spell of fried chicken hypoglycemia I thought, “I need to blog!”
Why is it that when you get your motorcycle license that they implore you to ride with other riders in the correct and safe riding position, which is a staggered formation--they even think so highly of it as to put it on the exam—yet two officers always ride side by side, handle bar to handle bar! Oh, I know the standard answer we get every time we question why those in our society that are supposedly in authority show out as bad examples, because they are trained! They are superior to us! We could never do the kind of dangerous maneuvers that they do without proper training. They drive while talking on the cell phone and typing on a computer for God’s sake! Do you know how many laborious hours of hard work and training it must take to accomplish such a feat? I mean, I do the same thing but I’m a dangerously untrained amateur that needs to be corralled before I hurt myself or someone else. There should be laws! We need more laws!! I need to be protected from myself! See that? I just dropped part of my drumstick on my favorite shirt!