September 10, 2025 – A Day in the DEATH
September 1, 2025 – A day in the life.
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.
2025 07 05 – A Day in the Life
Cute film.
God bless our founders not the swamp creatures (Lindsey Graham) in the Den of Corruption (aka D.C.) today.
2025 07 03 – A Day in the Life
We’ve (God’s help 100%) had great luck, skill, whatever you wish to call it getting our Python code completed and operational. It’s a tiny “proof of concept” set of projects, but it is so nice writing again after decades of pure neglect by the “Bagboy” of ITS. A lot of the skill set upgrades are all coming from boot.dev‘s learning environment.
All these pieces have come together in the last six plus months. 143 days of our loss here but advantage in the “hereafter.” The Lord is looking out for us. Mother and Father can be a challenge at times, but we’ve all seemed to come into an adjustment at this point. I’m just thankful.
2025 06 11 – A Day in the Life
Six Feet Ain’t So Far Down!
In a recent work event I stood to gain a nice little attaboy. Then steps beyond my control were taken to change that outcome if not addressed. Upon addressing the items, the original outcome was returned to it’s correct and rightful state.
I live alone in the world right now taking care of my elderly parents, who for the most part are low maintenance the majority of the time. *grin* My soulmate is across county living alone with her very high maintenance elderly parent.
Einstein is my tiny buddy, tea cup Yorkie (< 2#) – we thought we were getting a regular Yorkie, but life has her twist four shore. His butt needed some serious attention with cleaning and trimming. Therefore upon returning home this evening, I took care of matters. He’s much happier now. We have pending thunderstorms, North American South East in the Summer go figure, for the evening; hence, I let Maggie, Einstein, and Luci come in early. Since I gave my little buddy a major traumatic life happening, I wanted to treat him with some canned food instead of the regular dry. I had to stay alert the whole time he was eating to make sure the bitches (Maggie and Luci) would not steal from him. Maggie thanked me with a huge turd in the laundry room. As Aimee and I say, “No good deed goes unpunished.”
The Colonel came out as I was sitting down to the computer desk, so I shared my life event of the early morning. No “attaboy” from him only the “how dare you speak that way to your higher ups you’ll be fired!” *rolls eyes* People say I’m a pessimist but I get it honestly, my blood type is B-Negative. Man, let’s change subject moving to Aimee’s day’s events which got the reply that sideswiped the fuck out of me and no I’ma not share. I got up from my seat saying, “I can’t listen to this right now, sorry I bothered you,” and headed outside to my shed.
Mother and I are watching TCM together right now with it muted to not bother the Colonel’s rest time. Hell, I can’t hear at my age and he’s bitch’n about the sound two rooms and one wall away being too loud at 10 out of 100 I could only wish my ears worked without aides half that good. And, that is why we watch streaming with it muted 90% of the time in the living room before 22:00. It must be between 19:00 to 20:00 and then quite time is enforced.
God bless. Remember always, “Do the next nice thing.”
2025 06 06 – A Day in the Life
“Space Oddity” is a song written and performed by David Bowie and released as a music single in 1969. It is about the launch of Major Tom, a fictional astronaut; its title alludes to the film 2001: A Space Odyssey, released the previous year. The lyrics have also been seen to lampoon the failed British space programme. The song appears on the album David Bowie (also known as Space Oddity). The BBC featured the song in its television coverage of the Apollo 11 launch and lunar landing, which took place in the days following the release of the song.
What a nice find on the Utubs. I was a whole 5 years old when this was performed so it’s quite the pleasant experience some almost 60 years later. Speaking to that fact, it’s funny for me to blurt out lyrics to a song I’ve heard umpteengazzion times and find out the person I’m working with has either never heard it and for the most part wasn’t alive when it was first given to public consumption. It’s funny getting older. Getting older was something I never expected to be since our motto years ago is/was “die young and look good at your funeral.” Abet, you attend enough funerals and you realize the real goal is to be so old the dust is already forming around your ancient corpse. 😉
2025 06 04 – A Day in the Life
Five Finger Death Punch – Gone Away
Original song: “Gone away” by The Offspring from the album IXNAY ON THE HOMBRE (1997)
Posted: Dec 22, 2017
“…
And it feels,
and it feels like
Heaven is so far away! …”
“… so far away … “
Day 114
Last time together. Till we gather again.
“… far away, far away. Heaven’s so far away.”
The Boys
Cochrans in Farmville, North Carolina May 25, 2013
Cochran Gathering June 3, 2012 Daniel, Timothy, Christopher, and Steve
And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”
2025 06 01 – A Day in the Life
@ Conway, South Carolina
Spring Brooks hosted the National DI Baseball Regionals this weekend.
It’s been 110 days since my dear brother got to Heaven before me. I always thought we would go together at the calling. (This is an enlargement of a phone picture of the workstation’s screen image of the ECU v Oklahoma 14 to 5; ECU Victory). This is why the victory of my college was less’ned on my psyche (aka soul). I kept thinking that Timothy would have really enjoyed the games with his older brother, but we had to share in spirit-only.
I got out of my shell a bit this weekend with talking to folks in purple. Since they have been my “pull-for” team since early childhood. Dad was Buccaneer 1962 and my youngest brother that has disowned me and my family got his Master of English at East Carolina University.
It’s a shame I cannot mention or say anything about my work place, but I’ve been called into HR before; and, don’t care to give them any reason to “release me of my duties” prior to retirement like Wells Fargo did to my wife with only two months left for twenty years. Q-( Mentioning that I never heard from “120” about the upcoming “games” didn’t surprise me at all. Our outstanding Associate Director, Network & Telecommunication Services Information Technology Services was organizing coverage for the games prior to “gameday.” It is on assumption that I’ll cover any Athletics, National Events, and all Major Media Events if needed by our I********* T******* D******* for a local University.
It is on to Omaha, Nebraska after a little trip to Auburn University this coming weekend.
Coastal Carolina University Baseball Team 2025. Go Chants!
2025 05 12 – A Day in the Life
Ain’t No Sunshine
Bill Withers
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s always gone too long
Anytime she’s goes away
Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
And I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know
Hey, I ought to leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone, whoa, whoa
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Written by: Bill Withers
Album: The Ultimate Collection
Released: 2017
Lyrics provided by Musixmatch
I’m tired of living with my wife across town being abused by the person that made her early years in Raleigh a nightmare at times. Those nightmares are there more than not at this point in Viva’s life. Aimee is doing her best with the 70×70 that Christ told us as an example of long suffering.
God bless
P.S. We miss you Timothy!
P.S.S A Female in the house had an accident which required the Horry Paramedics to assist. What wonderful fellows. God bless.
2025 05 11 – A Day in the Life
Happy Hallmark Holiday aka “Mother’s Day.”
It’s actually Anthony Fauci’s 90th day not in jail or hanging from a tree for murdering my brother, Timothy Cochran.
Viva is a raving lunatic stealing my wife from me so she can have a human to torture until they die like she has done to four other humans in her life. She’s basically demon possessed.
Aimee is miserable having to deal with it 24/7/365. Because every time she tries to call me or visit, the beast attacks and presses every raw/worn-out button on Aimee and sets her off with more of life’s pain and misery. It’s sad to be trapped here looking after my two mentally failing parents. Mother laid in the bed all day and still hasn’t gotten up because Father waits on her feeding her, bringing her drink and ignoring the festering cesspool the mattress has become since Christmas when they arrived unplanned for forever. The dogs require as much attention as the parents less the floor is swamped with Maggie’s crap and piss. Which in turn causes the other two to piss on her messes to prove they are the male of the bitch creating the pile/puddle.
And through it all, stfc wants me to grind that “game” out for 15 fucking hours straight.
Here is the latest from poor Tracy and the girls. I miss him too greatly. I so want to call and have someone to talk to about this current scene, but I have to let Christ know and ask him to let Timothy know. But thank goodness there are no tears in Heaven so they say.
God bless