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September isn’t a good month for me. Sorry for no post to speak of apparently.
Which only brings up a song about the joys of September, just not this 2025 September. Now don’t listen to this while driving in heavy traffic it’ll drive ya nuts to not smash the accelerator to 120.
https://twitter.com/elonmusk/status/1975262996592292060?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw
Of note I watched this 1970s documentary of Bad Company:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7_QDNjwBjM&t=3089s
Mind your own bloody ass business! 203 days ago, but who’s counting?
Dixie Chicken (circa 1976)
We were 12 and 9 with the 2 yr old in tow everywhere. I found this group a couple years later from my “older sister” Linda, now Lynday, who was married to David at that point. That and the fact Capital Records record promo for 10 for $1 (and then the fine print a monthly album that was twice the cost of getting one at the store two miles away). *snicker* My brother only got 57 years because the D.C. (Den of Corruption) and Demoncrat Governor of Virginia with Dr. Anthony Fauci leading the pack at $600,000+ annual tax dollars to murder as many citizens of the World as they can get away with and still get the same pay for life.
I really should add to this as the day progresses as to the recap. I’m more of a “on-the-fly” kinda fellow not a Mr. Recap. Sorry you miss most the humor in this format. Like the cloud formations tonight at sunset. One in particular looked like a dog with another sniffing it’s butt which cracked me the heck up since that is all I see all day with a female, male, and son pack at the house which our cat has decided is ok to hang/join with in the backyard.
The agenda for our parents as rather active today.
October 5, 2021: Moving to Harrisonburg, Virginia, United States after Fauci murdered him with mandatory injection of a poison that Fauci made money off of with more sales to the tune of millions to murder citizens. He and I pushed on into the night with the off-load of his family’s home items. Now granted a chunk of it was left in the basement staging area for “approval of placement” later from my sister-in-law (wife), Tracey.
I do not think that those folks who caused his death will ever see justice in the United States of America because Satan rules the Earth right now. In the end, justice will be served.
Day 201 but who’s counting?
11 days till birthday
God bless
Day 199 (not that anyone is counting)
We’ve had a rather busy week so the post have been ‘wanting’ for a while, sorry ya’ll. I took the easy-way out this week on one meal that made lunch and late-night snack too. The famed “hamburger helper.”
On Tuesday I had to take the afternoon off so I could get the healthcare information 1st hand. My father, God bless him, is 85 and it is kinda showing in that he isn’t as sharp as he was when I was a child. I hear all the “bitching” but none of the solutions or suggestions when I depend on his healthcare reports with appointments, phone calls, but emails I can access we just have NONE from these new groups. Only driving me more ‘crazy.’
In 12 (twelve) more days it would be Timothy’s 58th birthday, again – not that anyone is counting. *cries*
“Pain! Pain means you’re alive boy! Now get the f**k up and keep moving maggot,” Marine leader of past days. Decades before the Obama “pansies” appeared. Learn it, Love it, and Live it!
God bless.
1989 July : Christopher is in route. *grin* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QwaKQvwMIe8
Most folks look forward to the weekend (as the old song cries out), but of late I tend to dread them. It once was a restful time to do my yardwork, get the floors mopped, the laundry done and work out the plan for the coming week to weeks. Now a days, it’s much more of a chore that the good Lord has given us (Aimee and I) to bear with taking care of all the aforementioned items, but now we have to care for our parents too.
The heat is oppressive in the South during this time of the year. It will drain you of all your strength in minutes without plenty of cool water and some bit of shade. Hence, the mowing of the yards was limited to only ours and Kim’s yard (the neighbor directly behind us). She’s got some issues, but loves God and needs the assist. *wink* After the mowing was done, me and the pets sat in the shed with a fan blowing on us and enjoyed a couple of “cold ones” next to the Coke machine I’ve named “Timmy” since it was the inheritance I got from his passing. It runs well, but doesn’t cool very good at this point. I’ma get it restored “one day,” yet another project in a long list of items I want to be working on.
I will skip the gory details of the crap and piss battle that is never ending in our home at this point. We had to fix the bed not once, not twice, not three times but four. Hence the reason I purchased three sets of protective mattress fitted sheets for just this sort of fiasco.
Sunday when we went out for pet food and more puppy pads at Petco, Aimee and I took the time away to actually enjoy a bit of respite from the disheartening drama that is at our home currently.
We treated ourselves to burgers, fries, onion rings and Aimee got a huge ice cream cone at The Freeze Restaurant in Conway, South Carolina. It’s a local icon that is family owned and has very good food, in our humble opinion. The reviews on facepaint are horrible and don’t reflect my experience with the place at all; just a bunch of keyboard warriors attacking imho. Then on the route home, I turned off the highway 701 onto the original road to Red Hill so we could visit the park.
Just look at that face. She’s saying it all. “Get me the *&%^ out of here.” LOL
Oh well, until next time. God bless
With the data dump I got from our recent passing, I restarted my Ancestry.com account back up for at least a month or so to get this new data into the systems. And they have upgraded the systems a lot since 2020 when I stopped working on the rather massive tree with so many branches.
Timothy got updated and others.
05:05 – Up early, back to bed too dark
05:50 – Up getting coffee and rounding up Einstein and Maggie with Luci for the morning 1st cup of A&P 8 O’clock.
@ 06:30 – 2nd cup of coffee; turn on brew on father’s Mr. Coffee Machine.
I got a sausage, egg and cheese with hash browns from Chick-fil-A on campus. Then got to work on AD watch. The physical backup as required by S.C. State Code from the “knowledgeable servants” in Columbia that we vote on every 2 to 4 years, is monitored daily. I can count on 3 fingers the months our elected servants actually give a “rat’s arse” what we are concerned about in State Government. That is right before the County’s primary where 5% (if that high) of the voters select the next two to four years of representation for all of us in the district, precinct, Region and/or State office. I digress, (proper usage), Breakfast was tasty.
While working on task of my employment, I was able to review some recent documents I was able to put my hands on in our family tree via my father’s branch/division.
Andrew Cochran b. March 22, 1807 in Tennessee d. November 15 1855 1840 & 1850 Census Information
![James Columbus Cochran [REG.27 ARKANSAS INFANTRY CO.] b. February 9, 1846 d. May 17 1927 Mrs. Bessie Cochran Bradley, Arkansas 1960's Family Bible and 1850 Census as well as Death Certificate from Louisiana](https://danielscochran.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/07/Cochran_James_Columbus_1846_Mrs_Bessie_Cochran_Bradley_Arkansas_1960s_Family_Bible_1850_U.S.Census-1024x622.jpeg)
James Columbus Cochran [REG.27 ARKANSAS INFANTRY CO.] b. February 9, 1846 d. May 17 1927 Mrs. Bessie Cochran Bradley, Arkansas 1960’s Family Bible and 1850 Census as well as Death Certificate from Louisiana
FMCJ Inquiry on Jesse Andrew Cochran b. November 8, 1876 d. October 5, 1940
So these documents show that we aren’t just Son’s of a Confederate Veteran with the Grandmother’s side (Major Thomas Sparrow of Bath/New Bern, N.C.) but also on Grandfather’s side (James C(olumbus) Cochran of the Reg. 27 Arkansas Infantry Company). How neato. More to come.
17:30ish – I am not even out of the car with my backpack, groceries, mail, and water bottle and someone is going off on me about a phone text they got from a “phone courier” we are trying to rid ourselves of because the customer service is a nightmare. Their support is beyond unhelpful and I wouldn’t wish their service on my worst enemy. In case you were wondering –> US Cellular. So for the next 3 hours I have to keep repeating “the plan” with dealing with these sleaze bombs.
Before I can get all that stuff into the house and get to the bathroom, I have to spend what seemed like 30 minutes trying nicely to tell this fine fellow, I need to get inside the house and put stuff up. Going in the home was my worst choice. The smell knocked me out with only opening the door. The stench was from stern to aft, you can not get away from it. Mouth breathing only area for the whole 2100 Sq Ft. I lite candles as fast as I could and fought to get away from the US Cellular conversation to the backyard to fresh air. The fight to get out was a repeat of the “try to get in the house” battle. Why does every $%&^ing thing have to be my fight? I’m not US Cellular, I’m not the Realtor, I’m not the FED dickhead not lowing the rates, I’m not a laundry list of folks I have to “defend” which more than half I do not defend but state, “You’re right.” But then you have to “fight” the other side. So as I learned decades and I mean fucking decades ago, you plan the fight as fast as you can once it starts beating the crap out of you for no reason of your doing. The whole time, keep repeating in your head, “father and mother” and if the Old Testament doesn’t suit you then Christ says this.
Preserver on my son, get to cooking while your wife is giving a shower, hair wash and soap on sores for the first time since they moved in to my fine lady of the house.
@ 23:08 – I’m tired. If it wasn’t for such wonderful daily readings, I’d be bat-sh*t_crazy.
Paul sometimes received financial support from churches where he ministered (2 Corinthians 11:8; Philippians 4:14-16), but he also worked as a tentmaker so as not to be a financial burden to anyone (Acts 18:3). Why did Paul conduct his ministry on a by-faith basis when it came to material needs? Because he had learned that in every circumstance, God was faithful to meet his needs. Whether he had plenty or little did not matter since he had learned to be content “in all things.” He had learned that the strength of Christ was sufficient in every situation (Philippians 4:13).
We also are called to live by faith (2 Corinthians 5:7). Let every moment of need be an opportunity to trust God.
Why does anyone take on the end-of-life of a parent? Because God has taught them well, even with all the flaws and f-ups. Thank God!
God bless
Cute film.
God bless our founders not the swamp creatures (Lindsey Graham) in the Den of Corruption (aka D.C.) today.
My father’s younger sister passed away today.
It’s day 142, but who is counting, since I lost my brother, soulmate and greatest friend. Oh btw, in the category of “Who Gives a Sh*t?” the stock market went up a bit today.
Aunt Sandra gave me her Pink Floyd collection around this time frame when I was but a young Teen try’n to find his way in this world. For you hun, I know you are much better off now than yesterday.
#Godbless