"Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth..."

Well.....I simply don't know what to say.... For the first time in awhile I am simply stunned. If you read my last blog entry, you know that my family & I were very excited about Mr. Schiffer's recent purchase of a T-6 and parts to restore a B-17. I knew the B-17 was sitting behind White's Ford in Urbana and the T-6 was being delivered today. I called mom when I got off work and as soon as she said "Hello" I knew something was wrong. Isn't it amazing that you can always tell if something is wrong in your family from just one word? Anyway, I immediately asked "Whats wrong?" My mother simply replied, "You haven't heard?" At which point in time just about a thousand scenarios are running through my fucking head....... and explosion, a bombing, hell could have been a thermal nucleur war for all I knew...... "Your dad called, Jerry Schiffer is dead... He died in a plane crash in Montana...." wow.... there was a lot of just dead air during that phone call...Didn't know what to say.... only words I could think of was ......"Okay" "Well...." & "Bizarre".... The Lord truly works in mysterious ways.... This comes at a time when it seems like all I ever think about is death in some form or another....Either myself or a loved one.... Here one minute, gone the next....

So, for me, it has been a rather somber day..... Just kind of blah I guess.....

For Mr. Schiffer I offer this poem. I remember it being one of my first blog entries..... & I will post it again..... It is a poem written by a pilot.....19 years old, killed in a midair collision over the skies of Great Britian......

HIGH FLIGHT

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God

Officer Gillespie Magee
No 412 squadron,
RCAF
Killed 11 December 1941


Rest in Peace.....

Christmas Came Early This Year...

Okay, I feel I should at least blog twice since my absence was so long. I must say that our Christmas tree is officially chopped, propped, and decorated….Hopefully will have a picture of that up soon. You know us country folk, just can’t have a fake Christmas Tree…..

In other news: Christmas came quite early this year. Rumorville had it that there was a man in Urbana interested in buying a B-17 project after Liberty Belle had been through town. Well, he recently purchased a T-6 Texan , a good aircraft to learn how to fly a tail-dragger…. It should be noted that he already has two, count them, two, beautiful twin turboprop luxury planes. After further negotiations, the remains of a B-17 was indeed purchased and will be shipped here sometime Wed. This is HUGE!!! This means that my dad will be involved w/ the restoration of 3 B-17’s!!! There are only 13 flying in the whole world!!!! The man that owns Liberty Belle also has one that he is restoring in Georgia. Everyone is quite ecstatic.Um…

It should be noted that my weekends will be pretty booked up for roughly the next 15 years….

I have included some photos below to help you guys follow what I’m sayin here

-drainy

This is a T-6... 

This is not a picture of the plane coming to Urbana. It is however, a photo of the cockpit from the B-17 being restored in Georgia. It layed in a lake since Christmas Eve 1947. This is actually in remarkable condition and is also in better condition that the airframe coming to Urbana. 

This is what the cockpit of Liberty Belle looks like... 

Well ladies & gents…. I am back, and I’m gayer than ever….. Yeah, I guess I just needed to get away from this shithole of a blog for awhile. And I was rather displeased that no one commented on my question; with the exception of Gabe, thanks for submitting bro, you win a bj…and Andy, who gave me his analysis via aim. And now, for my rendition:
The way I sees it, Chan & Lee would go at it first…. This fight could go on for hours, days, possibly months. In the mean time, Norris would be smart enough to sit out and watch them exhaust each other first. Now while most would gather to say that Lee would kick Chan’s ass; let’s think about this. In most saga’s doesn’t the apprentice come back to beat the master??? Star Wars anyone? I would have to side w/ Chan on this one… So…Chan beats Lee. Norris, still siting relaxing,, puffs on some peyote and slips into some sort of hypnotic dream-like universe where he is suddenly back in the old west. Chan is there, and he has a blonde hair, big nosed friend. *not me, Owen Wilson* When it comes down to it…. Norris vs. Chan; I pick Norris. He has something Chan never has, that’s right, a gun. Now, any Walker watcher realizes Norris rarely shoots to kill, so, he will merely blow Chan’s knee caps off, leaving him to be hauled off by the long arm of the law….

Ok, now for reality……Lee is dead, he’s out…Jackie Chan would seriously put a beating down on Norris but Norris is just to finely tuned from his own line of exercise equipment that he is to quick-to-the-holster and blows Chan’s brains out……Either way…..the scenario ends with Norris singing……….

In the eyes of a ranger,
The unsuspecting stranger,
Had better know the truth of wrong from right,
'Cause the eyes of a ranger are upon you,
Any wrong you do, he's gonna see,
When you're in Texas, look behind you,'
Cause that's where the rangers gonna be.

-drainy

Assignment America...

Well, I thought I would leave you folks something to think about until tomorrow. I was at work and was debating something. So here is your assignment America:

Q: Who would win in a fight between Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee, & Chuck Norris? Please, I would love to hear any and all suggestions...I have my own ideas which will be shared with the rest of the world tomorrow evening....

-drainy

WooooHoooo

Just had to post that I have had 1000 hits on the blog....booyah...historical days for both Andy & myself.... The one-thousandth guest wins a $500 shopping spree to Target....now if I can just figure out who it was...........
-drainy

Fluffy Tail + Fluffy Ears = Fluffy Dog....

Anybody here ever seen Dirty Jobs w/ Mike Rowe on Discovery.....Awesome tv show... The tv show itself is good. Basically it takes it's host and makes him do the dirtiest jobs you can possibly think of. That in itself is funny... Add hilarious host Mike Rowe and you have an hour of quality bust your balls unintentional comedy. Right now he is tarring a roof.... but the guy showing him how to do it is just being a complete ass.... He acts like he's some hotshot business owner who hires Mexicans to re-tar buildings in CA...

In other news...My attempt at being drunk every night this week has came to a close....Mind you, it was a good run but alas, my drinking buddy turned in @ 7 tonight.... I will make another run for it...but it might be a bit harder as we now must go into work much earlier everyday...Hey...more hours I guess....

Alright.... I am probably going to grab a sandwhich and watch the rest of this show.... g'night bloggers...
-drainy

"A Trouser Friendly Kiss"

Well if anyone missed my link in the previous post....You missed a good one... I deleted it because it screwed up the stuff on the right side. Basically what it said was that to cure the world problems, the white man must be extinguised from the earth.... Great stuff....

We finally got our deposit back from our apartment we moved out of in JULY ! Yeah.... Bout friggen time. The dumb bitch also forgot that she was suppose to take our last months rent out of our deposit...So we got an extra like $300.... Now, wouldn't it be great if we could get some stuff that we have been wanting for forever. Yeah, it would be nice, but it will all go to bills basically.

Alright....sitting down w/ some Family Guy.....
-drainy

"I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio."

Well.... Today has just been one of those lazy days thus far... Allison got home....I'm not really when she got home last night actually.... I was asleep...usually it is hard for me to fall asleep while she's out, but somehow I managed. We woke up early and I took her to get McDonalds for breakfast and she went out w/ her mom in the afternoon. I visited my grandfather because I hadn't seen him in like a month and he only lives a 1/4 mile a way..yeah thats bad. I came home and Allison was fast asleep. She woke up and got a bite at Fazolis and afterwoods I dropped her off to she Ashley and now they are going to that bar in Bellefountaine that she likes. Seems like a bitch to drive like 45 min just for a bar...must be some bar. So, the house to myself again....Gosh I need friends.... Seriously.... I have only been out of the house a few times all week except for work and perhaps a bite to eat here and there...

So, if someone gets bored tonight...Please, IM ME!

-drainy

Penis...

Alright, I know I am not the music enthusiast that most of you are...but felt I had to pull a Berger here and post these lyrics..... Good song, if u ignore the fact that lyrics don't appear to make any sense....


FROU FROU (from the movie Garden State....)

Drink up baby down
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind'
Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing a tragedy
These mess-ups
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like

So, let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown

It gains the more it gives
And then advances with the form
So, honey, back for more
Can't you see that all the stuff's essential?
Such boundless pleasure
We've no time for later
Now you can wait
You roll your eyes
We've twenty seconds to comply

Will the real Clipson please stand up?

Just watched a bit of that Inside the Actors Studio show. He was interviewing Michael J. Fox. He looked pretty good but halfway through he had to take a break for his medicine to kick in, obviously fighting his own body. Really makes you wonder how "masterful" God's plan really is.... Oh hey, let's give a really good actor who doesn't fucking dick around like other piece of shit actors, and who actually has some talent, unlike pieces of crap like everyone puts up w/ in the cinema lately,,,, yeah let's give him a disease...not only a disease, but a disease so far w/o a cure....For fucksake, he's Marty McFly..... Bullshit...... Yet Johny Drugdealer lives quite comfortably with his 18 children on welfare...... I suppose this is only lowering my already basement level tolerance for much of human society. Danm it, where is Clipson when ya need him the most!

-drainy

Moving On...

I've lived in the past for just to long......I have to move on....

I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, t
rapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on

Just some things to think about...

How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?

If money doesn't grow on trees then why do banks have branches? Since bread is square, then why is sandwich meat round?

Why do you have to "put your two cents in".. . but it's only a "penny for your thoughts"?

Where's that extra penny going to?

Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

What disease did cured ham actually have?

How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?

Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours?

If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?

If you drink Pepsi at work in the Coke factory, will they fire you?

Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?

Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?

How come we choose from just two people for President and fifty for Miss America?

Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you nude anyway.

If a 911 operator has a heart attack, whom does he/she call?

Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural?

"Let me get a Hoo Hah for two time Tuesday!"

HOOHAW....
Alright, I must confess I love that commercial. True to my word, I am trying very hard to stay up on blogging. Not to much to report yet today. Worked till 4:30, came home and am currently busting out some dinner. T-bones, Shells 'n Cheese, & Baked Potatoes. Will have to blog later on the end result. Okay, must flip my steaks....
-drainy