I attended Blogorado for the first time in 2017. I missed it in 2018 due to my illness. I tried as hard as I could to make it to the 2019 gathering, but that effort ended in disaster when I managed to blow up the engine in my truck, stranding me in Las Vegas, NM. That was the most expensive vacation (that wasn’t) I’ve ever experienced in my life. I could’ve taken my wife to Tahiti for what that ended up costing.
Blogorado 2020 is this weekend. I leave tomorrow. I’ve never needed a vacation this badly in my life.
I’m taking the T-shirts I had made for last year:
That’s “the most photographed barn in Colorado.” It’s gone, now, but not forgotten.
Like guns and neat stuff? Chuck Zeigenfuss (US Army, Retired) now runs Hero Labradors. He raises Labradors for donation to organizations that train them to be service dogs for veterans. He’s running a raffle to raise money for Hero Labradors. Not many days left. Tickets are limited to 1,000. Cost is $25 each. Prizes are:
New AR 10 custom .308 rifle (Aero Precision)
New AR 15 custom .300 blackout pistol (MagTactical Industries)
Howa model 1500 .223 Rifle (gently used, in excellent condition)
Walking Stick, custom carved and painted, signed by two MOH recipients (Sal Giunta and Clint Romesha… and possibly more!)
Rustic Labrador signs
House to House: signed by the Author, Staff Sergeant David Bellavia
If you’ve got a spare $25 and would like a shot (see what I did there?) at a new gun or a good book or a neat item, please go and buy a ticket to support Chuck and his organization.
My Secret Life as a Reporter for “Doll Reader” Magazine
It’s not long. It’s the story of a woman who graduated with a double major in Women’s Studies and English who wanted to be a Journalist (capitalized on purpose – it was her calling!) for the Washington Post, but ended up writing for a collectible doll trade magazine and discovered that the B.S. that had been poured into her head her entire life actually was B.S.
The sheer arrogance and disdain she admits to towards people she considered beneath her (and that’s pretty much everyone she worked with) is TEXTBOOK for the Anointed Left.
She managed, at least somewhat, to overcome it. Reality has a tendency to do that.
Man first landed on the Moon:
Here, fifty years later I have become convinced that the United States peaked on this day, fifty years ago. The decay had already begun, but we as a nation carried off the single most difficult, incredible effort in human history. I’m blessed to have been alive during that time.
More. It’s a concept that defines human nature, makes us what we are. We want more.
More of what? That’s one of the defining attributes of unique individuals – the what that we want more of. The what that drives our own personal pursuit of happiness. But now a growing contingent of The Anointed™ is telling us and the rest of the world, “You can’t have more.”
(Another early draft dusted off and polished a bit.)
Considering the fact that I’m upright and still breathing, I have a lot of thanks to give. I thank all of the people at Mayo who took care of me. I thank my family for supporting and caring for me. I thank the company I still work for. And I thank all of you out there who prayed, wished me well, and even donated to the GoFundMe my daughter ran – that was pretty damned humbling, y’all.
But most of all, I thank my wife for taking care of me throughout the last 23 years – and the last year especially.
So this Thanksgiving think about all the gifts you have every day – a family to care for and care for you, a roof over your head, food on your table, a job to go to, and – especially – your health. If you have these things, you are rich indeed.
And a further bit of advice: