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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 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
Work day – classes start tomorrow (20th).
Dinner shopping – onion and green pepper and frozen lunches for two.
Arrive home from work, and all the packages were inside the house from the weekend’s spending event.
Groceries in the freezer and frig. Outside with the dogs and cat. Plant food administered.
Rushing to put the elevated (4.5″) toilet seat on while I’m hearing her yell out that she is BM’n. He’s no where to be found. Aimee is trying to assist with a massive headache from not eating enough lunch and seven hours earlier. Plus the training programs she is having to read since I’ve not got her a headset yet.
Seat done and eighty-one year old on it. Finishing the BM.
Pouring the dog food (arrival today) and cat food into containers. Check on lady perched on the toilet. Still, no show and not to be found.
In the end, he never says thank you. No praise to be had at all. It’s my childhood all over again.
The Bible is clear, I’m supposed to take care of them. It’s a duty that is not for the weak at heart for fucking sure.
“Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long upon the land which the Lord your God is giving you.
‘Honor your father and your mother, as the Lord your God has commanded you, that your days may be long, and that it may be well with you in the land which the Lord your God is giving you.
BTW: Aimee has to deal with a pyscho across the county in the form of her hateful mother too.
They tell me at the Funeral Home that they have never seen a Hearst pull into the graveyard followed by a U-Haul (c). 😉
This is a clear indications that is a false statement.
Today and the last couple haven’t been mother’s finest to be kind. It worried me today a bit even though, I know God’s got this in his plan, time, and measure for good reason. It just takes a bit to be the one holding up the failing body of your parent – I did get choked up. I thought of the 21 year old lady that had a child smearing fecal matter on the wall and crib like some aromatic water color. What was that young lady going through? She’s here in my hands now as I attempt to keep her from passing out in the shower while Aimee and dad get a wheelchair.
They came back with a toilet seat and a promise. *Phucking FACEPALM* (both hands). On that note, I’ve had folks ask me who taught me to drink and I just smile. Ya don’t want to know.
God bless!
“Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long upon the land which the Lord your God is giving you.
Work
45 minutes to go 1/2 mile across University Blvd and 501 because of id10Ts that do not realize they painted the white line behind the light trigger due to all the locals driving over the line 20 feet to 30 feet from the highway. However, with new folks joining our community Jersey isn’t told and we can sit through two or three light cycles until they realize they are never getting back home less they pull two feet forward. *facepalm*
I had a wonderful conversation with Dad tonight.
After calling Christopher on the phone and not being able to leave a message, he called me back. The two of us had some laughs and giggles about life at this point. Praise God.
About midnight all heck broke lose in the house with Dad calling for us to call #911, but we only needed to get Mom to the toilet. I’ll spare you the details. It was a success in the fact that fecal matter went where it is designed to go in a modern home. Mother is/was very thankful for the effort – even though at the time not so much. 😉
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
CONWAY, South Carolina – Since Sandra’s passing and Mickey’s data dump on me, I’ve been working on the family tree. *Rolls Eyes*
Just the Cochran (male) line blows out to this after several clean-ups and “deep-dive document” research.
I’m printing (copying source) in a ‘both-sides’ format where applicable. The ‘family group’ paperwork cannot really be done in 2 sided as much as I wish it could. *sigh* Then I send a digital copy of the paper copies.
It is amazing how much paperwork is out there in history once you start looking. Be fruitful and multiple as commanded by our Lord/God. To read the “Will and Testament” left in some of the records you would be amazed at how “Non-PC” the language in our public records. It is not a surprise to me since God is first in my family lineage on all sides of the families.
More to come after we (aka me/myself/and I) clean it all up with citations only, if possible. Thanks Mickey, Woots, and Mammy for the information.
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.