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My Movie

For anyone that may happen upon this blog I wanted to share a movie I did for a class. This was a compliment to a Power Point project I did about a particluar reagion and its food. I'm currently working on an edit that would withhold some of the anti-admin images...

www.youtube.com/watch

Wed, October 24, 2007 - 11:39 AM — permalink - 1 comments - add a comment

What is going on with our Military?

"The Michigan Dilemma"
An Analogy Using A Canoe Race

A Japanese company (Toyota ) and an American company
(General Motors) decided to have a canoe race on the
Missouri River . Both teams practiced long and hard to
reach their peak performance before the race.

On the big day, the Japanese won by a mile.

The Americans, very discouraged and depressed,
decided to investigate the reason for the crushing defeat.
A management team made up of senior management
was formed to investigate and recommend appropriate
action.

Their conclusion was the Japanese had 8 people
rowing and 1 person steering, while the American team
had 8 people steering and 1 person rowing.

Feeling a deeper study was in order, American management
hired a consulting company and paid them a large amount
of money for a second opinion. They advised, of course,
that too many people were steering the boat, while not
enough people were rowing.

Not sure of how to utilize that information, but wanting to
prevent another loss to the Japanese, the rowing team's
management structure was totally reorganized to 4
steering supervisors, 3 area steering superintendents
and 1 assistant superintendent steering manager.

They also implemented a new performance system that
would give the 1 person rowing the boat greater incentive
to work harder. It was called the "Rowing Team Quality
First Program," with meetings, dinners and free pens
for the rower. There was discussion of getting new
paddles, canoes and other equipment, extra vacation
days for practices and bonuses.

The next year the Japanese won by TWO miles.

Humiliated, the American management laid off the
rower for poor performance, halted development of a
new canoe, sold the paddles, and canceled all capital
investments for new equipment. The money saved was
distributed to the Senior Executives as bonuses and the
next year's racing team was out-sourced to India.

The End

Isn't this reminiscent to our Government policies???

“As The Pendulum Swings”

The sick repeat of Viet Nam war policies by our incompetent administration makes me Ill.
One must learn, and trust the fact, that our military is the greatest in the world, bar none.
There are many factors our military is so great and one factor in particular, I think, is that we have seasoned leaders at the top levels of military strategy planning and decision making. If ever given the chance to construct strategies and decisions were applied forth with concerning the war in Iraq the United States of America top Military Brass would most defiantly have given us different results today.
Given that the Generals’, Admirals’, colonels’ Lieutenants, Sergeants the enlisted men and women, and every person in between are the best from training to executing orders, one would think that if one were to decide, in favor of, invading a country a world away, that one might possibly trust the experts to accomplish such a undertaking, as opposed to, relying on ones own experiences as, oh, I don’t know, let’s just entertain the idea of, and I know I’m grasping here, an overseen daddy’s boy failed mission attempt in the Army Air National Guard, to run a WAR from the confines of a cushy office.
Any Idiot can throw a dart at a spinning globe and tell the modern American Military “go get ‘em” and given the proper support mechanisms, will indeed, “Go Get ‘Em”.
I say, “put down your pride helmet Mr. President and let our military get their selves out of the quagmire where have sabotaged and submerged them here”.
I don’t know, I’m just sayin!
Peace!
Kyle…

Thu, April 26, 2007 - 11:16 AM — permalink - 2 comments - add a comment

A colorful, totally organic, salad. Yummy

People from all around the Copper River Basin area who have ever enjoyed Michael's salads give rave reviews.
Everything included in the salad comes from Michaels garden or the near by woodlands as well as sometimes my brother compliments his creation by adding Smoked Copper River Red Salmon he processes. edit description
I have also posted several other Alaska pictures of my brother and cousin. Go check them out.

Wed, April 18, 2007 - 11:39 AM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

Have a GREAT Day!!!

I hope everyone has a great day today and everyday.
I hope your day is never this bad.
I wonder if any of the riders were late for work...

Fri, March 16, 2007 - 10:52 AM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

My Children

I am so proud of my kids. I just love it when people see them and say how cute they are.
I love them to death. I would do anything for them.
I pitty The S.O.B. should anyone ever hurt them..

Thu, February 22, 2007 - 4:29 PM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

My little Artic Angel

Josephine my daughter from Alaska.
She is such a cutie

Mon, January 29, 2007 - 10:19 AM — permalink - 2 comments - add a comment

Here We Come

Too bad this will more than likely be very true in the near future. It is not my intention to down play our soldiers assigned missions.
I want to make a shout out to all the sand monkeys who desire the camel MickyD's drive thru, by makeing a statement on how America is always butting in where there nose doesn't belong. Some of us John Q. Publics' here in the U.S.A understand that you have been fighting for that oversized beach for thousands of generations.
The middle east has an abundence of oil, therefore the need to take it is shared by only a select few (we're not going to pay for the oil, what are you thinking?). The others understand that when all the oil is gone and only the McDonalds' are left, guess what, You'll be fighting for many more generations to come.

For the American Soldier

Fighting the Good Fight

2 Timothy 4:7-8

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith;

Dear Father, warrior against evil,

Help me to fight the good fight. Help me to finish the race. Help me to keep the faith, so that I will receive the crown of righteousness which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award me on that Day, and not to me only but to all who have loved his appearing.

Teach my arms to war. Teach my legs to run. Teach my lungs to pump air. Let me be a furious and fast warrior in your army of faith. Let me be absolutely immovable in the trust I have in you. Give me an overwhelming love for you and everything you stand for. I love you, Father. I love Jesus and the Spirit. I love your kingdom and all your people.

In the name of Jesus I pray. Amen.

Mon, January 22, 2007 - 11:27 AM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

Fri, January 12, 2007 - 10:36 AM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

My President Ford PIX

Saying good bye to Jerry Ford in his home town of Grand Rapids, Michigan.
What an awesome show of support this day turned out to be. 60,000 people went to the museum for the viewing. 75,000 people lined the streets as the internment procession drove by. Several dignitaries attended including Cheney, Carter, Rich DeVos (of Amway) and many others.
I felt for Mrs. Ford the news broadcast showed a very exhausted grieving wife.
The day ended with a spectacular salute of a 21 jet fighter fly-over (F15's) 4 rows of 4 jets with the fifth row including a fifth jet to show support navigating the lost soldier formation. The thing kept climbing and climbing until it disappeared into the heavens. A friend had taken some pix so I'll post them later

I was trulely moved as usually I'm not into the whole glitz and glam of politics.

Wed, January 10, 2007 - 2:51 PM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

A Poem I wrote

Thunder Joy
I heard a sound
So ever faint
Pound, pound, pound
It must be found

Was it a heartbeat?
No not mine
All the while
A continual re-pete

Searching up and down
For this musical sound
It must be found
For energy it emits
Can reverse a frown

I began to wonder
Could it be thunder?

Distance afar
Comes the musical trance
Sun shining
Like a brightly lit star

Thunder it’s not
I will find the beginning
This is something
That cannot be forgot

Searching valley and river
All through the land
Rhythmic sounds echo
I feel will deliver

Sound of thunder
Softly gently
Over taking my thoughts
Becoming
The rhythms plunder

I scream at God
This must be you
Nothing about it
Seemingly odd

Give me a path
To follow I will
This sound becomes me
I’ll be gone in a flash

Rat-a-tat-tat
Tat-tat
A-rat-a-tat
One does not know
On and on it goes

The Lord comes
Gives me a direction
A place
Not made of protection

Mud, stone, brick or board
Follow I must
His toung is
A two edged sword

As mountains
Begin to surround
Like the great coliseum
I am finally enlightened
To the creator of this sound

A little boy
And his shinny little toy
Making thunder of Joy
Playing his drum
The little drummer boy
Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum

Mon, January 8, 2007 - 12:40 PM — permalink - 0 comments - add a comment

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