Happy start of Spring 2025. It was sunny till I finally got out of the cube at work and then it was cloudy and rainy. Bummer no sunning for me today.
Trump signed an EO to get rid of the horrible Department of Education which has produced massive tax waste and seen results of 60% of 8th graders can’t do math or English and 4th graders have a 40% not able to read at all. We have gone from the top to the bottom since President Carter created the Department of Education.
Praise God! It’s DEAD, now we need Congress to make it lasting.
Thanks to an Angie Jones “love letter” demanding I pay for the crappy schools run by crooks in Horry County I couldn’t afford any Guinness this Patty’s Day.
Ah, the beautiful parallel between the love slave owners had for their slaves and the modern-day political landscape. Who would have thought that after fighting a war that claimed over 600,000 lives to end slavery, we’d find ourselves right back in the loving embrace of our benevolent overlords?
But this time, they’ve gotten even more creative! Instead of outright owning us, they’ve concocted a delightful array of taxes to keep us in our place. From the ever-popular “income tax” and “property tax” to the more exotic “air tax,” “living tax,” and “buying food tax,” there seems to be no limit to their ingenuity. And let’s not forget the classic “sales tax,” which gives them the opportunity to tax our money not once, not twice, but at least three times! Brilliant!
And don’t be fooled by the so-called Republicans, or as they should be more accurately called, RINOs (Republicans In Name Only). They’re just as eager to profit off your hard labor as their Demoncrat counterparts. Why let a little thing like principles get in the way of lining their pockets with your well-earned cash?
It’s truly heartwarming to see how far we’ve come since the days of slavery. Now, instead of being owned by a single master, we have the privilege of being financially drained by a whole host of them, all under the guise of “taxation.” Isn’t progress wonderful?
Slaves circa 1800s
Oh, isn’t it just wonderful how those absolute geniuses (id10Ts) keep getting re-elected after brilliantly deciding to cram thousands of homes onto a measly two-lane road? I mean, who wouldn’t love the idea of 4,000 additional vehicles clogging up the already limited space, all thanks to their exceptional family planning skills? And let’s not forget the masterminds behind the infrastructure development in Horry County, South Carolina – truly an inspiration to us all. It’s such a privilege to hand over a whopping 20% tax on every dollar spent to these intellectual giants. Honestly, how could we ever thank them enough for their invaluable contributions to society?
Ah, the joys of living in a neighborhood where the only lifeline to basic necessities like groceries, fuel, cooked food, and even places of worship is a single, narrow two-lane road! And let’s not overlook the sheer brilliance of having this vital route rely on yet another cramped two-lane roadway to connect to the main highways. Who needs efficient infrastructure when you can have an exhilarating driving experience filled with anticipation and frustration?
But wait, there’s more! These so-called “highways” are nothing more than glorified parking lots, adorned with a dazzling array of stoplights that seem to magically appear every tenth of a mile. And just when you thought it couldn’t get any better, they’re not even synchronized! Genius! Why let traffic flow smoothly during peak hours when you can create a thrilling stop-and-go adventure for everyone?
And for the cherry on top, we have the distinct honor of financing the campaigns of 13 esteemed decision-makers who generously approve these new developments. After all, why shouldn’t the builders, sellers, and financiers be rewarded with thousands of dollars to pad their re-election Golden Parachute funds? It’s not like we expect our hard-earned tax dollars to be used for trivial matters like improving the very infrastructure that keeps our community functioning. No, no, clearly, there are far more important things to prioritize – like ensuring those 13 folks can continue their reign of excellence in urban planning.
October 2021 Timothy V. Cochran Move Day – Two brothers together
1:58 is a spot of Timothy
There will be a much more updated video history coming soon. I’ve got to edit/upload them then post.
Timothy and family were moving to a new gig more Northwest from this ‘ole farm house. The pasture surrounding had cows and horses. Timothy told me the girls would fee them through the fence and got a hoot out of it. I know what that’s like.
This was all when Timothy and Tracey were just getting the lowdown and practices of home schooling their children. The girls are so blessed for all that dedication. Of note, Timothy seemed to never stop amazing me on the fabulous places he and Tracey found for the family.
Lost Box by Amanda McKinnon 2024 @ Coastal Carolina University
The first Monday back on February 24, 2025 after my brother’s untimely death, I saw this art display on my walk to the Athletic Ticketing Office. I was in route to catch up on a few projects we are in the planning stages of the the 2025/2026 academic year.
It is Spring break for the students and faculty this week. The campus is very busy doing all the task we cannot get done while the clients are on campus. It is a peaceful time.
This display was a real message from God to me on that day saying, hey others are out there hurting just as much. This I know, but sometimes you feel you are the only person hurting/missing someone or something in the world.
Posted on my whiteboard at my desk that is read daily, Joshua 1:9 (NKJV) 9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”
As we go into the first month anniversary of the loss of our major love-one in our short time here on Earth, I watch the flowers grow weaker and weaker at holding their pettles in some cases. In other cases, the flowers are just closing up with time. The evergreens are still holding on strong to the memory.
God bless
Screen Capture February 10, 2025 10:15 – Passed 13:01
The verse that day was: Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Cor.13.1-1Cor.13.3&version=NKJV
It’s only been 28 days. I can’t believe/accept the reality that my best friend and only real friend has left me. It so fucking hurts.
He’s got a lock on the 10th of the month the rest of my life, at this point.
I was walking across campus and found this treasure from God to me via one of the Arts students similar to Ashley. (zoom in to read)
So pray for our family all three branches. In the last six months our family has taken a 90, 70+, 60+ hit to each unit but the main center has taken over a 100 impact.
Timothy’s flowers day 29
BTW: 3 out of 4 voted MAGA in November and actually 2 more I can name so sorry we are feeling the pain of the Demoncraptic Party with their buddies (RINOs much like Sen. Mitch McConnell and Lindsey Graham.
Got to the doctor. $100 later after about 5 minutes, I had three prescriptions ordered at the pharmacy. *cheers*
The fires on International Drive have caused it to be closed to through traffic. Gee East Cox Ferry didn’t get any additional traffic due to the only cut through to Carolina Forest and/or Hwy 501? Ohmygoodness
Dad’s happy the taxes are done. Good for him. Mom just figured out they have been here for three months now (well almost but by name sure). An hour later, not a bit about it. *sigh & cry*
The technical issue at work that has hung on way too long, appears to have been fixed. We’ll know for sure in the morning. That’s a lot of data to move after this delay. *Praise the Lord*
This day started out as a grand adventure into the known and unknown all intertwined.
The first cup of coffee @ 06:00 – 06:30 out back with the dogs first. A second cup in front of the comp. I was still exhausted from the game night before so I waddled back to bed for a couple of more hours. Groggy as all get out I rise @ 10:00 to walk out to a barrage of questions regarding the electronic filing of paperwork the day prior.
Ohhhh Let me get on that one right now!
It was my clerical error of putting numbers in the wrong boxes which prompted a call of an expert with the software that worked out my two issues. One was hugely satisfactory *cheers* the other no so much, but I got the (cost us $1,000) Bailey Issue resolved with all documents arriving at the correct destination.
All alone at the end of the evening.
It was cold to cool today (29 – 51 F) so sitting/napping in the shed was peaceful rest. Thanks God. Woke up to come start the hamburgers planned for dinner and it seems someone ate a pound of cooked bacon all by themself. *cries* (burgers were scrapped)
I was thinking ’bout a woman Who might have loved me I never knew
Take It To The Limit (Eagles 1977 Live) 4K Remastered Official Music Video for “Take It To The Limit” (Live from the Capital Centre in Landover, Maryland in 1977) performed by the Eagles.
Sleep tight and God bless you all.
You know I’ve always been a dreamer (spent my life running round) And it’s so hard to change
dsc month one
P.S. And it’s so hard to change Can’t seem to settle down But the dreams I’ve seen lately Keep on turning out and burning out and turning out the same So put me on a highway Show me a sign Take it to the limit One more time You can spend all your time making money You can spend all your love making time If it all fell to pieces tomorrow Would you still be mine? And when you’re looking for your freedom (nobody seems to care) And you can’t find the door (can’t find it anywhere) When there’s nothing to believe in Still you’re coming back You’re running back You’re coming back for more… Put me on a highway Show me a sign Take it to the limit One more time Take it to the limit Take it to the limit Take it to the limit One more time (take it to the limit) W-e-e… (take it to the limit) Come on (take it to the limit) One more time (take it to the limit) W-e-e… (take it to the limit) We gotta (take it to the limit) One more time… (take it to the limit) (take it to the limit) (take it to the limit) One more time (take it to the limit) W-e-e… (take it to the limit) Come on (take it to the limit) One more time (take it to the limit) Aaah-aaah-aaah (take it to the limit) Aaah-aaah (take it to the limit) One more time… (take it to the limit) (take it to the limit)
Written by: Glenn Lewis Frey, Randy Meisner, Donald Hugh Henley
Taxes – I’m so glad I can assist my father with the IRS via TurboTax (not endorsed). TurboTax cannot process the Bailey option in the North Carolina State Tax Return beware you may lose $1000s too in refunds due to the application. (Electronic Filing)
70+ F today – enjoyed nap in the sunlight.
Dinner with my brother. I had Hunan Beef with fried pork rice and an egg roll.
I got the apple trees put in the ground! I’ve been needing to bury them into our backyard since I saved them from the “garden” area where it appeared the rabbits were eating the leaves (c) 2022.
One of the Kiwis are planted in it’s place. One left in the pot. I had a visit from a wonderful neighbor, Roy “The Painter.” He needed a kind friend, as we say.
Aimee, Daniel and Ashley on departure day – 2025-02-25:0900
Day 14. *cries*
I started “waterworks” waiting on the 501 US Hwy light at University Drive.
Dinner was chicken thighs in egg noodles, cream of mushroom with Lipton Onion Soup mix and two pieces of “Dried Black Fungus” from the Far Eastern shop in Myrtle. Those fungi last forever if dried correctly. *wink* Aimee was very pleased with supper.
Then Viva began ringing the phone off the hook. *roll eyes* She, once again, ruined dinner with her insistence on getting a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt to her this night with it being 20:00 and I was still eating since I had finally sat down with my wife to discuss our days out “at work.”
So we drive to Murrell’s Inlet, then to Conway to have this wonderful woman tell us it wasn’t important, and why couldn’t she get through on the phone after the several phone calls? Aimee explained she cut the phone off to get some peace.
It only got better at that point. *Prayers of Peace*
Pray you never have to deal with a mental patient that is being mis-diagnosed and ignored by the medical team caring for your patient. After a hour of abuse, we departed to return home. I got to finish my supper. It was rather tasty even cold. Thank God.
It’s now 23:38 and I’ma close with the verse I was given to read at Timothy’s Celebration of Life this last Saturday (February 22 at 2pm).
Matthew 6 NKJV Lay Up Treasures in Heaven
19 “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Jenni, Piper, Aimee, and Molly on February 22, 2025