Legendary actress Lauren Bacall has passed away from a stroke. She was 89.
Robin Williams was found dead. He was 63.
Gun control advocate and former Reagan press secretary died Monday at the age of 73.
ZURICH - Blues musician Johnny Winter is dead at age 70, according to Zurich police. Although no foul…
Mope gets points for being the first to send news.
Let’s remember what our forefathers were fighting, against and for.
The time is soon coming when we will need to throw off another despot who clings to his pen and his phone, and provide new guards for our future security. History has taught us this: that she will repeat herself as long as ignorance abounds like putrescent mold upon the fabric of time. And ignorance abounds when we are taught nothing but to feel good about ourselves.
It’s high time we start earning back what our forefathers fought to give us.
In Flanders Field
by John MaCrae
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow,
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead.
Short days ago,
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved and now we lie,
In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you, from failing hands, we throw,
The torch, be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us, who die,
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow,
In Flanders Fields.
Remembering those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.
Th Battle of San Jacinto was the last battle of the Texas Revolution, fought between the Texian and Mexican armies. Unlike the siege of The Alamo, this battle lasted all of 18 minutes, and resulted in over 600 Mexican casualties, as opposed to less than 10 Texian casualties.
It is also a special day in Aggieland. I never had cause to write about it before but I do now, in recognition of our friend and fellow Aggie, Draco. Today we celebrate Muster, when we recognize the Aggies that have passed away in the year. At Roll Call, we answer for them, “Here!”
Tonight we shall raise a glass to his memory, and remember the good times we had in Aggieland.
And to celebrate, enjoy the delish Lucy Pinder.
Green never looked so good
It is March 14th. This is the day most revered by men everywhere. Why? Because after the mental breakdown of February 14th, every guy deserves to be repaid in kind.
So gentlemen, make sure to remind your lady of your sacrifices on Valentine’s Day, so that she may accommodate your preferences today. If y’all need help, you can always go to the official website for more details.
Not that y’all need them
A little bling to bring in the New Year.
Wishing y’all a very good year
I had all the time in the world and now I look at the calendar and see I have ONE MORE DAY to get everything organized and wrapped and shipped out and stuff cooked and baked and call people and go around the neighborhood dropping off goodies and packing and cleaning and dusting and doing even MOAR laundry and clearing out empty boxes and making sure that Santa can find his way from the chimney to the tree with no dog obstacles.
That will be the most difficult thing to accomplish.
But for now I am drinking my coffee and trying to calm down. It does me no good to stress about unforeseen crap. And let’s face it: if I stress out, the kids rebel and Hubby goes into hiding in Diablo III. And I am not going to give him the satisfaction until after Christmas.
This is the Empire of Aggie. I am Empress, Dictator, and Queen. Ergo, “Because I Said So” is reason enough.