I Just Can’t Live With or Without People

You know… I just have a knack for not being able to communicate with people and deal with conflict very well.  I cannot tell you how many times I have disabled my Facebook, Google+, Twitter pages.  Unfortunately I have a lot of opinions, many that aren’t popular.  The bad thing about that is it prompts responses from those that disagree as you may well expect.  What follows, it I get mad, go into seclusion for a day or two and then repeat the process. :)

If it wasn’t so crazy it would be funny.  Just a couple of days ago, I posted an opinion, and someone responded negatively and I got mad and unfollowed about 200+ people on Facebook.  My rationale was that I can’t seem to get along with people online anyway so why not just limit my exposure to only a few.  Of course those that I unfollowed are probably scratching their heads trying to figure out what they did to make me mad or either wondering what my problem is.  Well, if I had the answer to that, I would give it to them.

Over the years, I’ve use this blog as a sort of therapy to voice my frustrations about whatever the issue of the day might be. I figured that it was a lot better than going home and yelling at the family or kicking the dog :). Just kidding.  Anyway, I am mainly posting this as an explanation to those that may be a victim of my latest tantrum.  If you were one that I unfollowed, it was not you. I am not going to waste my time requesting any of them back because people think I am strange enough. :)  I meant to say they found out.

Anyway, sometimes I think that social networking is not a good idea for everyone. I use it to keep up with people but without fail, people start posting political stories or something controversial. Then I find myself not being able to refrain from comment and then there is an argument.  That is the number one reason that I limit my exposure to Google+. They have a completely different culture over there that engage too much for my good.  If you go on Google+ and post an opinion, any opinion, you are in for a fight.  That is just the way it is.

I really like Twitter for its fast information gathering but it comes with a price. Controversy and politics rule the day as well.  Twitter is by far my favorite of the social networking sites.  I love the way you can just tune into a topic or search for a topic and filter the noise to only that topic.  Facebook just doesn’t have that.

Anyway, once again… If you are over here wondering why you were unfollowed by me on Facebook, just know that it was me once again not dealing with conflict in a good way.

Took Down Satellite Dish


The satellite dish in this picture was taken down April 1, 2015 and the concrete pad was taken down April 2, 2015 after being installed on August 3, 1984.  In the picture below, you can see where we all signed our initials on the concrete pad in 1984.  Had we left it installed until August, it would have stood for 31 years.  When I signed my initials on this pad, I had only been out of high school for three months.

Took down the old 10 foot fiberglass satellite dish today 4/1/2015. We installed it August 3, 1984.

I was 18 years old when my dad and I, along with two of my friends installed this Prodelin satellite dish.  The dish was 10 feet wide, made from fiberglass and weighed more than 400 pounds. It was installed on a surface hotel style mount.  Two days ago, I went over to my dad’s to visit and somehow we decided we would start the dis assembly of the dish.  Within two hours, we had the entire dish down and including the mount.

Took down the old 10 foot fiberglass satellite dish today 4/1/2015. We installed it August 3, 1984.


The next day, yesterday, April 2nd, I came back over to visit and my dad had the idea that we would try to bust up the concrete with a sledge hammer.  I didn’t think we would get very far on it but after having good success on knocking off the corners, I began to think we could actually do it over several visits.  After several breaks, we managed to get about half of it broken up.  We were taking a break when the next door neighbor came over and offered to help. Within the two hour visit, we managed to have the entire concrete pad removed as shown in the picture below

My dad standing in front of the hole where the satellite pad once sat. It was insTalled August 3, 1984 and taken out April 1&2 2015.

As you can see in this picture, we have the entire pad busted up but we ran out of time and had to leave it in this state until my next visit.  By the time we got it broken up to this point, I was so sore and my hands were pretty raw.  In fact, because the project was unplanned, we didn’t even get a pair of gloves.  On my next visit, we’ll clean up all these rocks so that the grass can be mowed.  We just did not have any more energy to pick up the concrete rocks.  There was 2,200 pounds of concrete and my dad and I carried every bit of it.  Once we get the rest of the pile picked up, we are going to have to schedule a land fill visit.

It was a happy but sad point because this dish had been there more than half of my life. I’ve been married for 25 years and that dish was there when I met my wife.  I lost my mom in 2005 and she use to watch TV on this dish.

Unfortunately, the “C-Band” satellite technology is obsolete and this dish has not been used in about 15 years.  The dis has withstood the 100 MPH wind from the July 1995 severe thunderstorm.  My dad, sold these satellite dish assemblies for more than 20 years along with his Radio/TV shop that was open for more than 40 years.  We only have one more pole on the North end of the house that is installed with concrete, and we will have them all removed.  I am amazed at my dad’s strength, agility and perseverance.

I remember in my high school years that my dad dug a sewer line with one shovel from the house all the way back to the fence line including a couple of bends.  A couple years later, he did it again.  It was the cleanest hole dug that I’ve ever seen.  No one would ever estimate my dad’s determination to get a job done.  In fact, if you look in the first picture on this page, my dad installed that tower in 1980.  That was after he had installed a 100 foot tower in Wynnewood. He has always been a hard worker and it shows today with his good health and strength.  He was out there swinging a 30 pound sledge hammer just yesterday at the age of 77.  I know people that are in their 20’s that don’t work as hard as he does.

If you would have asked me two days ago if we could have done this in five visits, I would have laughed.  I visited two days at only two hours per day and we managed to get this entire dish down.  Just thinking about it makes my head spin.  I enjoy these moments when my dad and I can do these projects.

HF Privilages on Technician License

I’ve been out of the loop for a while when it comes to ham radio so I was surprised when I ran across this link on the ARRL web site that showed that a Technician Class Amateur Radio license now had HF privileges on 10 meters.  This may be a good thing to get some people going that would ordinarily stay on CB.  As we know, when 10 meters is open, an operator can communicate great distances.  Not only that, my wife has a Technician license and now she too can get on HF.  Of course we have a lot to do before we can set up our antennas again but it was some newsworthy information to me.

I really miss being on the air and I hope to be back on soon.

first Lawn Mowing

well we beat out last year by a month. Today was the first time I mowed our lawn. It is really turning green this month. A couple weeks ago we had snow on the ground.  Today it was in the mid 70’s and the trees are blooming. I love this time of year. May is usually my favorite month of the year. This year the Spring is moving along faster than last year. Of course last year we had a late freeze in April that put all the plants behind schedule. I did manage to get a sun burn today.

This has been extraordinarily slow storm season. To date, there has not been a single severe watch or warning this year. This is highly unusual. From what I heard, the last time it was this late was 2013 when we had two F-5 tornadoes in the Oklahoma City metro area within two weeks of eac other. A late start to storm season is no indication of a lower or higher than normal storm season.  I guess we wil see.

I better get this posted since it is getting late.

Journalism and Race

It really gets old when an isolated incident happens related to race and journalists cover it nation wide.    It is like they purposely want to get everyone stirred up to the point where people are angry all the time.  Journalism has become a tool of Communist agitation where they latch onto every thing they think will get everyone riled up over and over cover it.

These people at OU were a small group that were insignificant in the world and certainly not worth the over coverage they are getting.  Add to this, David Boren, aka “I never met a tax I didn’t like, shows how disingenuous he is with the over kill on the speeches. I am not saying that he agrees or doesn’t agree with them but he seems to be going so far to make everyone think he disagrees with them.  I just get so tired of the never ending race battles.

People can never achieve racial harmony as long as there are journalists around that constantly over play stories to a point where people are angry all the time.  Instead of just dealing with the bad guys when they pop their heads, the journalists try to keep everyone stirred up with never ending coverage.

I’ve decided long ago to never listen to any journalist when it comes to social issues. The moment they start spewing their leftist social agenda, I turn them off.  They are Communist agitators that have no intention of fixing anything but rather just want to get the public at large to rise up in rage over anything and everything that comes along.

The Break Didn’t Hold

As much as I wanted to take a break from Facebook, I suffered from two issues. The first one being that I had no self control :).  The second being that my family prefers the Facebook Messenger to SMS, or any other messaging platform.  This has been a very busy week both at work and at home.  This weekend, our under the counter microwave died on us. We can’t afford to replace it at the moment but we went ahead and removed it as you can see in the photo below.

Microwave died 2/21/2015

Last night as my wife was coming home from work, she hit a pot hole on the I-240 Service Road between Eastern and Bryant and blew her tire out as well as damaged the rim.
I drove over there to help her change the tire and put on the donut wheel but by the time I got there someone else had pulled over and helped her change it as you can see in the picture below.  For the record, she knows how and is very capable of changing the tire by herself.

God is very good to us by having nice people around like that to help when we were in a bad place.  The guy that helped out had all the tools already with him and he had just changed his own tire when he hit the same pot hole.  When I finally got home around midnight last night, there was an Oklahoma City Police helicopter flying around our neighborhood.
Just as I was getting my phone out to take a picture of it flying over head, they shined their spotlight right in my face as you can see in the next photo.


Oddly enough, I was under the impression that when we moved out to this nice neighborhood that the police would not be flying over our house anymore. At our old house, we saw the helicopter all the time. Obviously they were looking for someone in the neighborhood.  They circled the two truck stops about five times and then left.  I hope they catch the bad guy :).  Anyway, it was tough to wind down for bed last night but I finally managed to do so.

Once I did get to sleep, I dreamed that my ham radio tower fell and bent in half.  That was the most terrifying dream even though I do not have a tower at the moment :).  The funny thing is that I dreamed that I disconnected the guy wire and leaned the tower up against another one beside it thinking that I’ll be right back when I get a tool. Then I looked up to see a huge crow pulling on the antenna and knocked it down.  It is funny how dreams are so bizarre.  To someone else, that may seem like no big deal but losing the tower was the most stressful event of all :).

Today or tonight we are expecting some snow or sleet and I am cautiously optimistic that it will happen.  I just love weather and enjoy every minute that the sun is not shining and 100+ degrees.  I am very excited that storm season is only a couple months away.  Don’t interpret my enthusiasm for storms as a desire to see anyone get hurt or see their property destroyed.  I’ve always been fascinated with storms since I was about five years old.  That is about how old I was the first time I can remember the tornado siren coming on in the middle of the night.  It was great then and still excites me.

Taking a Break From Facebook

Last night, February 12, 2015, I deactivated my Facebook account because I’ve reached the end of my rope with them shoving these offensive trending topics in my face.  Honestly, I am convinced these are not trending topics at all but rather topics that they believe will cause as much controversy as possible.  I am sick of the media, news, movies and now Facebook shoving homosexuality in my face.  It is offensive, vial and disgusting.  I will save you some time.  If you want to post a reply on this page that tells me that we are not to judge, then save your time because it will be deleted.  Unlike on these public social networks, I will not be censored and told what I can say on my own page.

The homosexual community is very militant and in your face hoping to provoke a response from anyone that may disagree with their vial and disgusting practice.  The moment you do respond, they come against you calling you intolerant and hate filled.  I reject that and say they are the most hateful people you will ever run into.  You will never hear me use the word gay when referring to them because they have stolen a word that does not belong to them.  Gay means happy, not a vial and disgusting act.  They are homosexual activists.  People are not born homosexual, but engage in behavior.  If a person is black, or white, you can tell by looking at them.  They are not homosexual, but rather someone that engages in vial and disgusting acts.

I do not want your advice and I don’t want your opinions if you think these vial and disgusting acts are normal. If you believe this, then you are the one with a problem, not me.  I do not hate anyone so stop twisting the definitions.  Using the modern day definition of intolerance and hate, means that I hate people that like okra.  Just because a person disagrees with something does not mean they hate the person.  If you are a Christian that plans to come and tell me that we are to love them out of their homosexuality, then keep walking.

A person that loves someone tells them the truth.  If you cannot even bring yourself to say that something is sinful, then you are stopped before you even begin.  I am not attacking those that engage in this behavior.  I am responding to their never ending provocation.  I will not accept this is an acceptable alternative lifestyle because it is not.  I would be just as indignant if someone tried to get me to accept that stealing was an acceptable lifestyle.  I just had to vent this morning.

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