Saturday Groove
Once again, I got nuthin’. But it’s Saturday, and since I’m cleaning, I will have some music playing. So, I thought I would share my awesome taste in music with y’all 
Now, for something with more pep:
And finally, winding down after a long day of laundry and scrubbing toilets:
And yes, I’m drinking coffee in a cup with a saucer, and my pinky is out!!
Have a great Saturday 
Citizen Soldier
(Guest post by LC Draco)
As a soldier who has been Reserve, National Guard and Active….this video (yeah, it’s a bit old) still makes my eyes mist a bit. It used to be (Pre 9-11) that the Guard and Reserves were considered second class soldiers. I know, because when I went from Active Duty to a short stint in the Guard, I had the same opinion. We all used to hear stories of Reservists and the Guard guys taking beer chests and coolers to their two week AT (Annual Training). And hell, they only met one weekend a month!! How can you be ready for combat with THAT limited time?
But I can assure you that mentality WILL never be like that again. Some Guard and Reserve units have deployed more than most Active units. I have personally trained Guard and Reservists on going on their third, fourth and fifth deployments. (I also deployed as a Reservist, so I have seen the look we get from Active soldiers! Little did they know I still had more Active and combat time than they did!!)
But to the video….and BTW, 3 Doors Down did this video for FREE!!! They did not ask for ANY money from the National Guard!!! TRUE PATRIOTS!!!
(I personally love the Blackhawk coming in with an Apache package support!! Been there, done that!!! And it IS a rush!!)
“Hope and pray that you never need me,
but rest assured I will not let you down….
I walk beside you, but you may not see me….
The strongest among you may not wear a crown!”
Bonus points if you can name the left shoulder patches in the first scenes without Google!! HINT- it is NOT New Mexico! And I trained this unit!
There Are Signs Everywhere
Yesterday, I was taking the kids out for dinner, and Eldest brought up a group whose music she and her brother enjoy. I was tickled by the band’s name, Five Finger Death Punch, and we were talking about the origins of the name, and the movies where we had heard the term. She came home, and pulled up YouTube for a bit, to listen to it. As I sat there, listening to it, I started thinking of those far away from us, doing a job some Americans are too bitter to do. And my heart hurt.
This morning I find a YouTube link in my email. Same group, same song, and my heart broke all over again:
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBMT3OMEPwk
Thanks to LC Draco.
Gerry Rafferty, RIP
We lost one of the greatest singer/ songwriters today. Gerry Rafferty died at the age of 63 after a long illness. He will be missed. My absolute favorite of his:
And who can forget this one:
I think I’ll go cry in my beer.
Thanks to JohnD.
Weekend Open Thread
Time for healing the Orange and the Maroon…
And for something completely different…
Update [ArmedGeek]:
Soothing the Savage Breast
Can I pick an awesome post title, or what? I was sitting here listening to Vivaldi’s La Quattro Stagioni, and it came to me. Kinda goes with the blog theme, in an artistic way. Anyway, I started thinking of all the music out there that has the power to make us feel calm, loved, and just downright groovy. What is your favorite song? Favorite type of music? Favorite band? And no, Light My Love Pump by Spinal Tap doesn’t count 
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. ~Ludwig van Beethoven
This place could use a little more Johnny Cash
My Heart Would Know
The new Booze of the Week should be up tomorrow. I still have to do pics.
White Lightnin’
Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still
We brewed white lightnin’ ’til the sun went down
Then he’d fill him a jug and he’d pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy’s corn squeezin’
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin’
Well the “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him,
But my pappy kept a-cookin’
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin’
Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin’ ‘stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin’ started flashin’ and thunder started crashin’
Shhhoooh . . . white lightnin’
Well the “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him,
but my pappy kept a-cookin’
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin’
Well a city slicker came and he said “I’m tough”
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff
He took one g-g-glug and drank it right down
And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground
Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy’s corn squeezin’
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin’
Well the “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him,
but my pappy kept a-cookin’
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin’…
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