Friday, March 30, 2007

Happy Birthday Eli

Between the 26-inch LCD mounted on his wall... and the Omnidroid 9000 electronic battle playset... methinks he'll be a happy little boy.

Not bad loot for a second birthday eh?

On the other front... DrWho just got admitted to the hospital this morning. Protein issues and some pain have raised one to many red flags. Pregnancy number three has been a little to smooth. Hopefully its nothing.

Personaly I would much prefer little Elkan to arrive in a much less dramatic fashion than his brothers.

*** UPDATE ***

DrWho got home in time for a grand and glorious party! All is well. There was some consern for this or that... I'll not bore you with details... but it was deemed a false alarm. We've gorged upon cake and ice cream... and now its time to play in the bathtub (Eli's most favorite game) and then its off to bed... at least for the little ones... I of course will be staying up for some fine bourbon... and I will also be enjoying the company of my wife... AND Darlin' Joy.


Tuesday, March 27, 2007

UK's Next Coach

11 years ago... a young coach brought a truely pedestrian basketball team to the SEC tournament. As we walked out of the tunnel onto the floor... the fans in the crowd went wild for the young Florida coach... the Kentucky fans. Why? Because Billy loves Kentucky, and Kentucky loves him for it.

Back in 2003... If you recall Florida fans were sick of Billy. They're team had lost in the first round of the NCAA tourny to Sister Mary's School for the Blind and the President of the Univeristy was openly wondering if they'd lost Billy. He was almost convinced that Donovan would leave Florida for some other school.

Those who now say he'd never leave must have really short memories.

Donovan was not my first choice for the job... but he's about everyone else's. That's fine. He's a great coach and it will be a match made in Heaven. Florida will never be able to match UK's offer... because Florida cannot pay Billy more than they pay Urban Meyer. UK has no such limitation.

You watch. UK will offer Donovan a huge deal... something between 3 and 5 million per year... and heads will explode all over America.

Billy Donovan is the next University of Kentucky Basketball coach.

Time to Go Home.
Ex Fan

Ya know I've been rhuminating on this all day... I just don't think I can stomach NASCAR anymore. JAC said it best... its like they are running the sport with a focus group of soccer moms.

Listen clearly... Safety is not the number one consern you morons. Competition is. If saftey is the most important thing... what the hell are we doing racing in the first place? The danger is part of the appeal.

NASCAR got where it is by being a spectacle. It was the risk... the unknown... it was the idea that anything could happen.


Now its a sport that is choking to death on its own growth. Its just like anything else... the more people you try to appeal to... the more bland your product has to be.

Piss on it.

Monday, March 26, 2007

The Car of Tomarrow Sucks

If the Road To Hell is paved with good intentions, then on that storied piece of pavement the vehicle of choice is NASCAR's new abomination. They spent millions developing The Car of Tomarrow... and well... Apparently the best they could come up with was a 1988 Le Baron.


I'm sorry... but when you spend millions creating a new improved race car... shouldn't it be... you know... faster? Certainly not... way slower. Right?

Shouldn't it handle better?

This thing is a brick. Its a joke.

The fact is the whole thing was a dumb idea in the first place. Its arguably the dumbest thing NASCAR has done since the restrictor plate decision.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

What Are They Thinking?

I'm trying to wrap my head around the strategic idiocy on display in Iran. Walk with me...

Lets see... Basicly they have us right where they want us. Our military is over extended and tired. The public is sick of the war... We'll be out of the middle east in 2 or 3 years.

Well... we would've been... if Iran hadn't decided to go and grab some british soldiers. The timing and stupidity of this action by Iran has Pearl Harbor written all over it. Oh I know... its not on the scale of Pearl Harbor... but rememember... if Iran executes these guys... its gonna piss of the Brits big time. Think we won't roll for Tehran with them? Think again.

Stuff like this energizes the American public. It pisses us off.

Watch... If this goes badly for those captured Brits... the American apetite for war will be awakened.

So the question is... Why? What does Tehran gain by stirring this pot? A single act like this is enough to make me question the supposed superior strategic minds of America's enemies. It makes me wonder if the previous events were just blind luck.

I mean come on... Its like Iran is over there saying... "The Fobs and Yanks are looking for a reason to attack us... but the public isn't behind them... so we're safe. Hey I know... Lets do something to radically increase public support for an attack on us! Yeah! That's a good one!"


Friday, March 23, 2007

Who Wrote That?

Southrons, hear your country call you,
Up, lest worse than death befall you!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted,--Let all hearts be now united!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Advance the flag of Dixie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Dixie's land we take our stand,
And live or die for Dixie!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Dixie!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Dixie!

Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags in South winds flutter!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike, and sabre!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


How the South's great heart rejoices
At your cannon's ringing voices!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

For faith betrayed and pledges broken
,Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken,
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


Strong as lions, swift as eagles,
Back to their kennels hunt these beagles!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Cut the unequal bonds asunder!
Let them hence each other plunder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


Swear upon your country's altar
Never to submit or falter!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Till the spoilers are defeated,
Till the Lord's work is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


Halt not till our Federation
Secures among earth's powers its station!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Then at peace and crowned with glory,
Hear your children tell the story!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


If the loved ones weep in sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Exultant pride soon vanish sorrow;
Smiles chase tears away to-morrow!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!


Albert Pike. If you don't know why that's important... ask a mason.
The Legend of the Rebel Soldier

By Charlie Moore

In a dreary Yankee prison
Where a rebel soldier lay
By his side there stood a preacher
Ere his soul should pass away
And he faintly whispered: Parson
As he clutched him by the hand
Oh, parson, tell me quickly
Will my soul pass through the Southland?

Will my soul pass through the Southland
Through the old Virginia grants
Will I see the hills of Georgia
And the green fields of Alabam?
Will I see there little church house
Where I pledged my heart and hand
Oh, parson, tell me quickly
Will my soul pass through the Southland?

Was for loving dear old Dixie
In this dreary cell I lie
Was for loving dear old Dixie
In this northern state I die
Will you see my little daughter
Will you make her understand
Oh, parson, tell me quickly
Will my soul pass through the Southland?

Then the rebel soldier died

So... here I sit... blogging from my backyard... while my boys play in the dirt. Where would Ibe without this Axim?

Its bulldozers , excavaters, Bud Ice, and sunsets for me.

It was 83 and sunny today...

Piss on the North. Yankee sumbitches.

More later...

*** UPDATE ***

Well.. its later... Jimmy Russell stopped by... or at least... some of his Reserve did... a lot of it to be honest... and now... well... I'm useless.

Clint... congrats on your pt145. Great little carry gun. other than that? piss on it... I'm listenin' to Stevie Ray Vaughn and Charlie Robinson... Texas music dammit! Boo yaa... now leave me alone... Russell is callin'
Only in West Nashville

I realize that there are lots of urban types that look down on the trashy side of us country folk. Well... before ya get to comfy on that high horse... have a look at this...

Seriously. Where else can you find a more tasteless expression? Pink flamingos got nothing on this eyesore.

Thursday, March 22, 2007


Free at last!!! Thank God Almighty we are free at last!

Friends!!!! Glory to God! The darkness has been brushed away.... and before me I see only light! The long days of suffering are at an end!

You heard it friends!

Tubby Smith... is no longer... the coach at the University of Kentucky!!!!

Praise Jesus!

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Asshole in a hybrid...

SUV owners take a lot of crap from the jerks on the green left... I thought I'd take this opertunity to point out that there are dicks on that side to.

The other day me and Jeb are at a gas station... just out doing our thing... Just as I'm done filling it up I look behind the Escalade and see this scrawny little Honda hybrid something or other. Up struts this tall skinny veggitarian-looking (you know what I mean when I say that... pale... way to thin... sickly... gaunt... generally creepy and frail) dude says, "Wow did they make you trade in your first born son to fill that up?"

Now why does he have to go and start crap? Who's the insecure one here? The guy fillin' up his truck and minding his own business? Or the guy who thinks he has to remind everyone else how good his gas milage is?

I paused for a second... decided to cut him a tiny amount of slack... and said, "Nah... in fact it was number 3 coming along that made us get it."

There... now... he should've taken the hint right? I bought the big truck because I have a growing family... gas milage didn't enter into the debate at all...

But that's not good enough for dickhead in the hybrid.

"You could put five people in this."

He says that while pointing to a vehicle that is slightly larger than my black sportbike... and one that gets worse milage by the way. I look at it... You couldn't put 5 3 year olds in the thing. Its smaller than a 1973 bug.

"cramming my family into a glorified can of spam with a cordless vacuum motor isn't my idea of a pleasurable experience... and besides... its nice to know that we might actually survive an accident."

"Well! This car has better crash ratings than that tank over there."

"Yeah... its hell on wheels as long as your crashing into a wall at 35 mph. How does it do when it gets squished by one of these going 80? They don't test for that. I aint trading my kid's safety to save a few bucks on gas."

That ended the confrontation... and I walked on inside to grab a coke...

Hybrids my ass. You want to save on gas? Ride a motorcycle.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Glocks Suck

Now... we all know this didn't really happen... because Glocks never fail... Right?






Read more here

Now look... you all know I hate Glock. Its a given at this point. Ya know why? Because Glock is the Macintosh of Firearms. Its all hype and marketing. You buy a weapon (or a computer in the case of the analogy) that is inherently limited in comparison with its competitors.. because the limitations have been marketed as "features".

So... you bought your Glock because Glocks are the ultimate in reliability... Better think again hoss.
Why Nate Be Slow

Forgive me. I've been battling with blogger's BS login for 4 days now... obviously I've slayed the beast... for the moment... hopefully I'll actually find the time to post some of the millions of idea floating around in my head later... until then... remember...

New Blogger sucks.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Atheism as a Lack of Perception

Science is largely defined and influenced by observation and observable reality. We know for example that gravity exists because we observe it. We see it at work in our everyday lives.

The question I have is... imagine a group of militant blind men.... who suddenly got together and decided to question the existence of light. How would science prove that light exists? Observation requires perception... and without perception the whole system falls apart.

One can well imagine the difficulty of explaining light to those who have no ability to sense it.

This is where we are with atheists like Dawkins. Billions of people percieve what some call the "supernatural". Of course as a Christian I don't use the term... its all perfectly natural to me. A world created from magic soup.. unique and unreproducable... now that is supernatural. The ordered world we see... biochemistry... physics... created in an ordered way by a higher being... that's natural. But I digress...

When billions percieve something... to the point that they order their lives... and surrender their lives based on its existence... it lends a great deal of credibility. After all... how many scientists have succumbed to mere prison... surrending their own findings in return for their freedom? And how many of the faithful have endured torture and death without forsaking what they know to be true?

Would Richard Dawkins die defending the Flying Spagetti Monster's existence? Of course not. Because he can no more percieve the monster than he can percieve God... or than a blind man can percieve light.

The fact that some are blind is a pity... but it doesn't mean that light doesn't exist. Those of us who can see will never be swayed by silly rants by the blind.

Everytime Dawkins screams about the myth of gravity... I drop a rock and watch it fall. The conclusion... even by the scientific standard is simple. Perception of the Creator is part of the human condition. Those who cannot, are indeed aflicted. The trouble starts when you start asking where the affliction came from...

Believers and Atheists are both products of the church... and someone is going to have to take responsibility for that. Somewhere along the way the Church cut out Richard Dawkin's eyes... and he's been cursing God for it ever since.

I keep noticing e. coli break outs... anyone else wonder why? Why is it that we are having several a year now... where as ten years ago they were slightly less common than female fighter pilots?

I seem to remember a burger chain that almost went out of business for similar reasons... but now big break outs in resturants and groceries barely cause a stir.

I wonder though... considering that e.coli is a bacterial infection... do you suppose it could be related to the fact that more and more of our food is grown in shit?

I know you may love those "organic" sections at the grocery stores... where you get your granola buzz... but when you look at those artsy labels and high prices... maybe you ought to consider who the sucker is. Because it just may be the guy that's paying premium prices for shit stained food.

Friday, March 09, 2007


Hey y'all... well... truth is... its Friday night but I'm not in much of an ATF mood. Jeb threw up for the first time this morning. Well... not the first time. But the first time since he's been old enough to remember it. I mean... literally its been years since he had a technocolored yawn.

Man... he was so scared... so totally freaked out. He didn't know what had happened to him... he acted like he thought he'd done something wrong. The kid looked up at me... sick as a dog... and about half-whispers, "I tried to keep it daddy."

So I've been busy tending to a sick little boy... and most of the day I've been thinking. Maybe this is the reason that learning to control our emotions is so important to men... because see... most men become daddies eventually... and when it comes to our kids... well... lets just say things can go from calm and cool to code red in a heartbeat.

I don't think we daddies deal with the perceived suffering or peril of our children very well... and without that training... without that iron grip on our emotions... I just wonder how bad the blood bath would be.

I remember back when Jeb was born... he was so bruised up... it was awful. He and Julie both had to be readmitted the day after we went home. His billy level was bad... so they sent us home with some lights to keep on him... but they weren't doing well enough. We took him back to the hospital around 2pm to get him in one of the big incubator deals.

I guess it was around 9pm and they still had not brought the lights to his room.... my kid had been without lights for 7 hours now.... when I had lights at home I could've been using... anyway I found myself out in the hall of the hospital... honestly sizing up interns, residents, nurses, and janitors. I clearly remember thinking... which one of these am I going to have to kill to get my son taken care of.

It was a cold... calculated... acceptable act at that point. It sounded perfectly rational in my head. Obviously I was able to keep it all together... but I now wonder if I would've been able to if I'd been raised differently.

The look on his face this morning... scared and apologetic... man it just tore me apart. Something in it was related to what I felt in the hospital that day... and its had me all screwed up ever since. Maybe it was the helplessness... I dunno...

Not much of an ATF post is it?

Here... I won't bum you out completely. How about a caption contest?

Wednesday, March 07, 2007


Anarchy is might makes right on an individual level. Government is might makes right on a local, state, and or federal level.

In the end, governmental powers are all directly related to the use of force. Our own voluntary compliance creates an illusion which obscures this... but the fact that the sheep walk willinging into the slaughter house doesn't change what goes on inside.

This is why government police forces and military must be tightly controlled. Armed citizens are protected... but armed citizens with a disarmed government are far safer indeed.

Monday, March 05, 2007


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Thursday, March 01, 2007

Harley Sucks

Let me show exactly why. The following quote comes directly from a recent online review of the new NIghtster... which is a dolled up Sportster 1200.

"Considering I was riding with two friends, one mounted on a recent-model Japanese 600 and the other a DRZ-400 Supermoto, our group must have looked a tad bit funny, but with my two friends riding a safe and responsible street pace I was able to keep them in sight most of the time on the Nightster " -

Now... Do I need to break that down? Should I reword it?

"My two friends... who were riding bikes with engines one half, and one third the size of mine respectively... could've ridden off and left me in the dust any time they wanted... but they didn't because that would've been childish... even still... I was consistantly bringing up the rear."

Seriously. This Sportster has a 1200cc engine... and yet a glorified dirtbike... with a 400cc engine runs off and leaves it? A jap 600... again... half the displacement... runs off and leaves it? To put this in perspective... imagine a stock pre-73 bug putting out more power than... say... a stock Viper.

That's what we're talking about here. And engine 3 times larger... but so outdated and pathetic... it puts out less torque than a lot of high end lawn mowers. Seriously. Cub Cadet's larger mowers have more powerful engines. How freaking pathetic is that?

Oh.. and to make matters worse???

This is the second fastest motorcycle Harley makes.

It makes me wonder... If John Deere were to start selling modern tractors powered by the old twin from the Model D... how do you think they'd do?

That's exactly what Harley has been doing for the last 50 years.