The movies!

"Vellcome to mine house..enter freely and leave something of the happiness you bring..I haff der pop corn ready and the candy soda and Hot dogs" Said Vlad the move loving vampire to his pals as they entered the old movie palace. "And before you ask  I have coffee for Bob and OJ for Doctor H."
"Thanks Vlad, you are a pal" Replied Bob
"Beyond question that" added Doctor H "Uh as I am glad to see that you gentlemen agree.  The True Movie house is the only place to see  classic films." Said Dr. H. The kindly old hadrosaur who oversaw  "The Wellness Center"  where Grrr worked as a Counselor.
Except for a spot for Bruce the shark's tank and some hay for  Ringo  Tex's Triceratops  which Al Gator's company fixed in no time there were no problems at all. Replyed a Happy Vlad.
ON WITH THE SHOW!!!

Humm Stef, Gretta, and Flower went to a ladies health spa....

 It seems that the ladies got a notice in the mail that they won a complete all expenses paid week at "The Spa"  which is THE spot for ladies  (Human and dino) in Dinotown.
"We feel bad leaving you guys alone" said Stef "Yes' said Gretta "who will take care of you Grrry?"
And what of dear Dr. H? We have never been apart?" 
But a free week in "The Spa"??
"No ..no.. ladies we insist  enjoy." said Grrr as he dropped off the wives at the Spa.
Turning his massive T Rex head to Bob..  Grrr asked. "YA got the list pal?"
"Yep..Coffee  burgers  beef and Bronto..Rootbeer and OJ and Green stuff for Doc H."
"But chaps, I say. What of the list of tasks and health food the ladies left for us?"
"Taking the list of "Good for ya food" Grrr tossed it out the car window and " As for the "tasks"  Said Grrr" We can do them in a few hours ...party on Doc."  " Ya got the movie list Pal?" "Yep" replied Bob.  "And Vlad should have them set up by the time we get there. "Every thing from JP to the Thing and the Mummy I even called Andy and  Tex the Nano Rex."
"Party time guys"!!!!  To be continued....

Now I get it

Now I get it.
Jews have long been the most liberal of the liberal. Look it up. So I simply did not see the "israel is an apartheid state" logic I had assumed that it was just based on the fact that they call the place the "Jewish state" and they took Jerusalem in battle. That is true; but only part of it.... I learned.. The IDF is simply too strong at present or in the foreseeable future for the Arabs to defeat in open battle. So the goal is to cast Israel as the new South Africa. Call Israel racist, and Euro white colonists.. Isolate and weaken it till, it is hoped, falls. The problem is that for the last 200 years jewish people have been the leading progressives/ humanists and the Jews are far stronger than the Afrikaners were. Still, from the Arab pov what else can they try? They lost in in battle in 48.. 56.. 67 and 73. I am not an expert, so this is but an opinion, but I see a Saudi-Israeli alliance coming opposed to Iran. So time may well for running out for this to work. Now, as I am not arab or jewish I take no side as long as the USA is not attacked. Be interesting to see how this plays out.

Constitution 101

The problem with kings is that you never know how the next one is going to turn out and you live with that for perhaps 50 years or  civil war..

The Constitution  is based on the sound principle that people are in general power mad  and greedy!
So the whole system is set up to use human nature to balance human nature.

The President can check the congress..and Congress can check the President and even if it is not in my view constitutional, the courts have by tradition the power to declare a law unconstitutional and even suggest remedy  ( make law from the bench) Plus the  American jury can make any law null and void by simply refusing to convict..

All this and a lot more is done to keep the awesome power of the state in check.

HW...Why not just trust in the noble newman?


Tomorrow the need for government. 

Constitution 101 American view of law

Americans as a people almost worship freedom and the rights of free people.
That is why we make it so very very hard to pass laws.
In the American view while a law may well be needed any law by definition  is saying "NO"
While we agree that something SHOULD be said "NO" to..murder ..stealing..rape..perjury..That does not make the general concept of law beloved by Americans.
So if DC  Or your local town council cannot seem to agree.that IS the way the system was set up.
For example Mr Trump is President  and Mr Obama was president and no matter what some of their supporters may have hoped or wished  a president is NOT a king.


HW..It has been said with much justice that a good king is the most perfect and just  form of Government. So why do we not have a monarchy? Think about it.

Constitution 101 Government controlled

Anyone can set up a strong government and anyone can set up a weak government !
The hard part it to set up a balanced government.
We did in with several tools.
A. Share different types of power among THREE levels of government
B. Create a tension between  the powers of each level  so that they keep themselves in check.

Hw: Think about that? Why not just give one guy all of the power?

How a law is passed or repealed ( short version) Constitution 101

We wanted NO king or all powerful parliament
Thus, we made it hard for the federal government (or any government) to pass or repeal a law.
Both houses of Congress..The House of Representatives and the Senate must after long debate AGREE on a bill and Vote that agreement and only THAN is that Bill sent to the President for his or her signature and only THEN is that Bill a law.
The president may NOT repeal or pass a law on his own....That is an impeachable offence..(one by the way that Mr Obama came very very close to.)
The President may issue EO to the Executive dept only as long as those EOs are within the laws that set up and control that department.
BUT  the president may NOT create or repeal LAW.

So if Obamacare is not repealed or a tax law is not changed  at this point BLAME the Congress
Now if Congress passes said laws and the President vetoes that  only then may you  with justice blame the President.

Constitution 101 If we cannot trust the KING who can we trust?

If we cannot trust the KING who can we trust?
That was the question after we became independent.
Local officials? Ok we need some social order and we can control them.
Note the word "control"? that was the question.
you have to understand. Americans WANTED to be free..and as time has passed more and more of us WANT that freedom!
So the question is:  How to KEEP freedom?
The problem: How to balance freedom and order?

Tomorrow  Balance of power.

This is Constitution 101

The first thing you better understand is that the Americans grew up thinking themselves BRITISH
And they  were very very proud of that. In fact there were  only two types of people in the world British subjects and those who wished that they were. All of the problems and there were some especially after the French and Indian war were blamed on evil ministers..surely oh surely  his royal highness KING George lll would save us. So when the Royal Army put the boot in, Americans got one hell of a wake up call.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIu7HLTDLEI

If we cannot trust the KING..who can we trust?

Constitution 101

The Constitution is the social contract of the American people, not a "world wide declaration of human rights

 The Constitution is the social contract of the American people, not a "world wide declaration of human rights" and as a contract it means what it says and ONLY what it says and can ONLY be changed by the rules written with in that contract!!!! AND is only binding on the people who are covered by it !!DUHH We are the American Republic   not the American  New world order. ( aka  Empire)

Tomorrow:  Balance of power  

Stanley the snake

Stanley the snake came slithering up to the garage where Bob and Grrr were passing the time over root beer and coffee.
"Hey ya bum!" roared a happy Grrr and "Welcome Stan" said Bob.
"If ya dont mind my asking Stan,  you look kinda beat..shedding  the ole skin again pal?" Asked  Grrr. as he put down a plate of milk for his snake friend.
"Nothing like that."  Hissed Stanley  "Well yes I have but for a snake that is not the problem..I got issues"
"I told you to lay off that day time TV pal" said Bob
"Yeah. A guy cannot watch that stuff without getting nuts.." Agreed Grrr.
"Fellas it is not the TV.  It is them cotton pickin snowbirds!!!

To be continued 

Read the book...

https://www.amazon.com/Democracy-America-II-Optimized-Kindle-ebook/dp/B00307S1MY/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1510153853&sr=1-1&keywords=democracy+in+america

Not a good night but one we needed

Ok so the PC seem to have won big and NO I dont like that.
But it may well be the wake up call we need.
This is not a moderate age.
You are on one side or the other and if you dont realize that, you will lose.
Ok. Nov 2018 is coming and we had best play political hard ball.
MAGA.

Truth

Fairplay

If you want fair be fair to the people that are fair to you.
Judge people by their actions and those alone.

Seems that ...

Seems that Fb is getting PC  I mean MORE PC. If I am not there in future, you can find me here,
Bob and Grrr.

Us? ur No babe,,we are a just watching the news...yeah the news

Hey Humans! "If any of you dont send me a case of RB you are speciesist  against T Rex "Typed Grrr with an evil T Rex grin. "Grrry are you being foolish at the computer again?  Honestly!  Between you and Bob,  Stef and I dont know what to expect next!!" "Hrr ME Babe? How could you think that! Me and Bob are just watching the the news." "Quick pal" said Grrr "Hit delete before Gretta and Stef catch us!"

At Grrr' cave

I am at Grrr' cave  seems that I have annoyed FC...Geee I wonder why??

PC idiot on TV

PC idiot on TV said that it was easier to buy "An AK 47" than cough syrup" Gad The AK is a select fire weapon and requires a 200 federal fee and a long background check. The wanna be semi only AK that that you can buy requires a fed background check and in most states a 3 to 10 day hold. I can buy cough meds a lot quicker..

Simple... they lie

You want to know why we dont trust the PC enough to make a second amendment deal?
Simple.....THEY LIE.

Rights

Now Americans have long held the view that our rights come from God not the Community or the favor of the king and we thus,  have a duty to defend those rights.
But if you hold view that our "rights" come from the state or community as the humanists do, or even as I have heard several well meaning folks say that they are "Constitutional rights" than the power that gives such right may with justice withdrew them.
Think about it. 
Tomorrow..Where does "We the people"...come from?

Another one? part ll

So I said to Gretta "Hey Babe that dont look too good..we better head back to the cave".
"So we finished lunch, a dino gotta eat ya know and headed back. Gretta stopped to talk to Mrs, Gorga and put in a call to Godzilla..of course we had cell phones and the net,,watta think we wuz prehistoric or something? Anyway as we got back to the cave, we had a spring and a lot of bronto burgers packed by the glacier..gotta be prepared..the earth started to shake and there was a lot of dust in the sky and a very strange smell...we got tired and took a nap...next thing we know, we woke up and  it is 120,000,000 years later and you apes are running about.

Another one ...you Humans.."roared Grrr. part 1

"You humans get all worked up over a little wind and rain!!! You should have been here when the Meteor hit! Now that, ya apes was a STORM!!" Grrr said as he walked into Bob's garage opening a can of root beer with his claw. "I tell ya pal. Why the sky was black for months and wind? Why the trees blew out of the ground! Rain? Why it rained so much Nessie got annoyed and let me tell ya that dino LIKES water. Heck.. the Gorgos and Godzilla were looking for a dry spot! Yep. I was on my way to lunch, we had no rootbeer in those days..always said ya apes were good for something and a brono burger and water was it. Anyways, I had stopped for a bite and there was this big light in the sky. So I said to Gretta "Hey Babe that dont look too good..we better head back to the cave"....
To be continued

Ladies just do not see things that way!

Grrr Jr is in trouble again,. I don't know what Grrr is gonna do with that kid.
His class went on a field trip...I hate field trips ...to the beach.
Well, there is a girl T-Rex, Rexy in his class, and when the teacher was explaining the history of beaches, Grrr Jr. tossed Rexy in the pool and got her scales and new swim suit wet.
 She said, "It took hours to fix my scales and weeks to find my suit and YOU got them wet"!
Rexy  started to cry, The  teacher told  Grrr jr  to apologize, he did but added.."
"This is stupid, if you don't wanna get wet, why go to the beach?"

The Meteor...part ll

"Hah..So I figure that I better get back to the cave and ya know keep an eye on things...."
I finished my bronto..gotta eat; and started home but I figured that I better stop and pick up a few things Gretta asked for. She worries. Anyway, when I got to the store a lot of stuff was gone. Lucky I had a lot of stuff stashed in the back of the cave. We had this glacier and it was good for storing stuff. You know Bronto legs and stuff like that. All we had for that sort of stuff and water course. You apes had not yet invented Root beer..Kinda slow species. Anyway. It was getting dark kinda early...of course we had watches! Whata think we wuz prehistoric or something? This does not look good I said to me and got back to the cave.
Gratta was there so..

To be continued..

The Meteor

Grrr Rex here.

'Hey humans. I was helping the ole ape and watching TV. Stroms ..ya should have been here when the meteor came in,,THAT was climate change for ya. I"..."Dont forget who found that nice inland cave" Said Gretta. "I wont babe. Any way there I was minding my own business munching on a Bronto, when the bright light came accross the sky...I said self that is very strange and went back to lunch..hey a guy gotta eat and rootbeer was not invented yet, knew ya apes were good for something. Any ways I feel this big K-BOOM and I said I hope that is not a big storm course I was on the way to get the stuff Gretta wanted, you know storm stuff and stopped for lunch> Anyway the sky went dark and there was this BIG dust cloud, rain ..lightning..I mean you humans think ya know from storms?? Hah..So I figure that I better get back to the cave and ya know keep an eye on things....
to be continued,

A path to citizenship

a path to citizenship 

My Plan 
I favor a path to citizenship as the best thing 
A. Secure the border. 
B. if the illegal is working.not on welfare and has no record. they get a month to sign up, if they have family and they, the family, are not employed but YOU( the candidate) will sponsor them, old folks, wife at home etc..they are covered. BUT they must also pass step E.
C. Anyone found working without the card after the month is deported and the people employed fined:100 per day for an individual and 1000 a day for a firm with 1 year in jail for the second conviction.
D. The now legal guest worker. must get FULL American rates of pay and benefits, we will have no serf class in this free land.
E.They .must learn English American History. Constitution and renounce all foreign allegiance, pass the citizenship test with in 5 years..Once that is done WELCOME new chum..

The Wolfman's story in the movies and out..

"I was British and Hans  was German. Being gentleman, we defended our nations. As gentlemen, we could and would do nothing else. But ya see the war was over. And as it was as a gentleman that Hans came to my aid.  I was teaching languages at a small college in the States, the pay was $40 a week plus room and board so I was able to send, father would of course only take it as an aid to the family, $ 100 a month home."  "Can't  get a lot a rootbeer with that I think!" put in Grrr. "Recall the times old friend..gold was about $30 an oz it is about $1200 an oz now. So you see it was not a sum to be scoffed. Still there was no pay over the summer and that is where Hans lent a hand. As both visitors to America  and veterans, we had a bit in common and in fact met in a book shop where we were both looking for books on Rom myths. I, for reasons you know, and he for research on a film he had been hired to direct. You see middle European romance  about the Rom was the rage...as I might add were German directors...Indeed poor old Hans had to shave his head and speak mit der  German accent and he  a educated  chap who spoke a perfect King's English. Oh well needs must. 
As things turned Hans needed a consultant and I had both knowledge  and experience of the area and people; so he was kind enough to offer me the very princely sum of $ 200 a week for 8 weeks work! We got to the set and things were going well when the star and the makeup man both came down with the Spanish flu that was going around and a regular plague it was. Shooting had to stop yet the equipment rental and the crews had to be paid and Han's pocket was not limitless. So I told him a tale...I was and remain, for reasons you may surmise friend Bob and Grrr, careful who I share my  uh..condition with. I told him that I had learned some Rom acting and makeup and could play the part of a wolf or at least would try. Being desperate, Hans agreed and going into a  private trailer, I turned wolf with my ring on of course. The camera liked it.  The film was finished and a nice profit had by all and so I was in films which is where I met friend Vlad.  Still after about 15 years it got routine both for me and the public. The family was now well off and My good lady Mary, who of course knew of my,,ability, agreed so she and I retired and went back to our studies. Alas, my condition seems to prolong my life but my good Mary did not want to share it and so at a young  78 passed to her fathers. 
I became lonesome for old friends and Grrr is one of the few who knows all and accepts and now I have another new friend so here I will bide a time.
The End.  

The wolfman's story back in old England.

"Of course friend Bob and Grrr, I took it to be superstitious foolishness.  Yet to refuse a gift was to insult the giver. so I took the ring..Later I was very glad of it. That was the last time I would see my Rom for a while. When I returned to base, the Governor .." "Excuse me?" asked Bob. "Brit for the commanding officer" Put in Grrr. Larry nodded at his old T Rex friend and continued" The Gov..ur Commanding Officer, Col. Blave took one look at my blood stained and torn uniform and said ' It is the MO (medical officer) for you my lad.'  The good doctor looked me over and not wanting to open a can of worms, I simply said that I was walking in the woods when a beast attacked. Which as close to the truth as I saw it prudent to tread. Well, he sent me to hospital and as news had come of the German call for peace, it was felt that I may as well be sent home for treatment..fear of rabies you see. In the army when they say you are going, as being a marine Bob you would understand." Bob raised his cup and nodded. "You are going and I just had time to dash off a note to my Rom friends when I found myself on troopship to England. The war ending, I was demobbed and returned to home and books; Well, when I first got home, after perhaps a glass of port too many, I locked myself in the store room and went to the window and saw myself a wolf and to my shock became one. I was still Lawrence, the ring you see, but a wolf. Never one smart enough to leave well enough alone. Next full moon, I again locked myself in, I had had a time lock installed on the door and leaving the RING off,Well it worked after a fashion, I recall little.. a red rage and  the room was torn to bits. Chaps that ring has not left my finger since 1923; a tad of a dreamer I may be but a fool I am not. Alas  the fortune of the family was in sharp decline.  All for England and no regrets of course; but  things did become a bit sticky. Any way the family needing my aid and America being the land of milk and honey, I was off to the colonies. In NY I met a friend Hans Von Mauser who was in the movie business and in need of a person with some knowledge of the Rom." " Excuse me pal but you Brits had just spent four years shooting at guys named Hans, no?"
Larry got a puzzled look on his face. After a minute he said " Oh I see. It was a different world Friend Grrr. I was British and Hans  was German so of course both being gentleman, we defended our nations: as gentlemen, we could and would do nothing else. But ya see the war was over as it was as a gentleman that Hans came to my aid.   To be continued  

The Wolfman's story part VI ...save her or die like a Englishman trying.

"My rifle and revolver had little result so as there was nothing for it. I drew the dagger my men had given me and closed with the brute. I had learned in 3 years of war and Trench raids with fritz's storm troop commandos that one simply closed one's mind and did your best to do the other chap in or he would do for you. The soldier replaced the scholar and it was kill or be be killed. As we met and struggled claw and teeth against blade the fight seemed endless as they all do but it was over very quickly and the brute lay at my feet. The soldier once more in command, I cleaned my blade and  reloaded my revolver and rifle. Where there was one brute, there may well be more. I felt young Ktrenia timidly take my hand and we returned at times she leading me to the Rom  camp.
King Demo was overjoyed at the safe return of his child. But old Slvi in tears said " Sit ..sit my son you are hurt." Now as an Englishman and more as a soldier I have learned that hurts do not matter only duty does. Yet, truth to be told Friend Grrr and Bob, once the shock wore off and the child safe, the pain was great indeed. King Demo himself removed the rags of my shirt  and sam brown belt pointing at my dagger and saying "silver." as the other men nodded. Slvi, as a mother might,  washed my wounds.  A great weakness overcame me and I woke in her wagon.
"My son, you did much for my family yet much to your hurt.." She said.."Nonsense" I replied', "I am  I think a friend and a British officer. A soldier.  That child was at risk. These bites..I have had worse from father's hound."
"No, my son" she said with tears..king Demo nodding in agreement. "That was not a hound or even a wolf you fought but a  Lycoln and now you must be one..but this.." king Demo took a ornate silver ring from an ancient box and she placed it on my hand. "This will offer some help..a lycoln you must be. But, with this,  you can choose when and your mind will remain that of a man"
"Of course friend Bob and Grrr, I took it to be superstitious foolishness.  Yet to refuse a gift was to insult the giver. so I took the ring..Later I was very glad of it...
To be continued, 

The Wolfman's story part v "The duty of an Englishman"

But I knew where my duty as an Englishman lay and rushed into the dark woods..."
The moon was full but the woods were still bloody dark and truth to tell I am no woodman.  Still I heard the sound of a Rom girl's voice praying and sobbing and knowing that had to be the lost child. I followed the cries. As I came into the clearing, as I had experienced more than once in three years of war in No man's land of France, my senses became sharp and time seemed to stop. I clearly saw the child clinging to a large cross her family had erected in the clearing and a large brute standing over her. I ordered the brute away in English, Rom and Russian, but to no avail. In fact with a growl it started toward the weeping  Ktrenia. Seeing that it must be done. I raised my rifle and using the british "mad moment" which I had learned so well in the trenches, fired all ten rounds into the brute..as a skilled rifleman which the war had made me I did not miss.  Yet the brute did not drop. Simply slowed.. not having time to reload. I dropped my rifle and drew my .445  revolver and gave the brute six of the best in the face! That also seemed more to annoy than stop it. Nothing for it than, but to abandoned young  Ktrenia and play the coward, a path no Englishman would tread or using all I had left, a dagger my men had given me when I was ordered from my company, save her or die like a man trying...
To be continued  

the Wolfman's story part lV

"When she opened it, her face was a wonder and I do think it was than I was accepted into the tribe as a rom and Slvi saw me for the first time as the son she had lost. Well, the war was changing and Romania looked about to jump in on our side. Of course, They would need arms and supplies and I among others was ordered to go and see what England could do. It was a rum go."                           'Huh?" Asked Bob. " A screw up pal" said Grrr as he took a drink of his rootbeer. 
"Too right! Friend Grrr, oh the chaps were brave enough, none finer but with the Revolution starting in Russia well. I wrote my report and was ordered back to base. As soon as I could, I was off to see my Rom friends. Well, what with one thing or another it was evening when I arrived and the camp was in a state of fright and disarray. Upon the ground was bits of blue cloth and a dark stain! I called out in horror and was assured that old Slvi was bruised but that her granddaughter Ktrenia had fled from the  lycoln into the forest. Looking at the bit of cloth and the stain on the ground I said Good lord man she may be at risk. beast or no we must fly to her aid". "No man goes into that forest till the sun is high. I love my child but this is in God's hand." Spoke king Demo. "Not bloody lightly!" I said checking the loads on my .455 webley scott revolver  and  then drawing my .303 SMLE Rifle from my horse and working the bolt." "No..No my son the lycoln..you must not!" called old Slvi. "But I knew where my duty as an Englishman lay and rushed into the dark woods..."
To be continued,

The Wolfman's story part lll

"So I was accepted over time as an odd outlander but as friend and scholar.
They were happy and I think pleased that an outlander and a British officer would wish to learn of them. At that time friends, we British enjoyed a renown  alas long gone.  As duty allowed I spend as much free time as I could in their camp and the "Queen" Slvi, I should say the old queen, as her husband had been killed in a dispute with the Turks and so her son and a new queen rulied. In any case, as the  dowager queen had much free time and I much interest in the history and culture of the Rom,  We spoke much. I think that she, like many older folk, was glad to find a ear to talk about old times with.  I learned of the life of the band and its travels through the Balkans. Partly as a matter of duty, as well as scholarship, I learned much of Johnny Turk and the customs of the region as only a native could know them. The Rom, as a simple matter of survival, must keep their ears and eyes open as you Yanks say. Understand Friend Grrr and Friend Bob that the custom of the Rom is to give a gift to a valued friend. Now of course I could bring food to the dinner or coin or two to the dance. But to offer money to a lady of any age was a blood insult. Yet I felt the need for a gift in return for such trust and friendship. Slvi spoke sadly of a sky blue dress that had been lost when the Turk burned the camp in the fight where her husband was killed. So I spoke with  "King" Demo and he told me that I had his permission to gift such cloth to his mother that she could make a dress. That such, in his eyes,  would be a very acceptable thanks gift. So I asked my lady to send such cloth to me from England, of course telling her why, and being better than I deserve, she sent, not just  the cloth,  but thread and needles. (With a note  saying that only a man would not realize that a lady also needed  not only the cloth but the proper thread and needles. She loved me much and I her.)
When the package arrived, I went to the camp as soon as duty allowed and as custom required handed the package to king Demo, who, as was their way, handed it back to me and nodded that I might present it to Slvi. When she opened it, her face was a wonder and I do think it was than I was accepted into the tribe as a rom and Slvi saw me for the first time as the son she had lost.
To be continued.

The wolfman's story continued

"Well as a lanquist, I fear that I was always more the scholar  than soldier at heart, I followed the music to their camp. Alas, as their experience with armed men in uniform, was not always of the best,  and as a soldier I was both. They were at first, a bit,  shall we say reserved"  
"Huh?" asked Grrr. "They got a bad rep pal.  So they dont like anyone that looks like a cop." said Bob. 
"There have long been..hum difficulties." Continued Larry. "But as I greeted them in Rom and explained that I was drawn to the music, I was soon made welcome. The good people insisted on sharing what little they had. Food during the war was very hard to come by and I suspect the stew was more horse than cow or lamb but after 3 years at the Front in the Trenches of France, I could eat anything. In fact, I well recall, with fondness, Cpl Jones recipe for Rat Tattar.   Grrr and Bob exchanged looks. "Ah, I well understand friends." said Larry noting  the exchange of looks. "But one simply had to be there. " I guess" said Bob. "Yep" agreed Grrr. "Please continue lar." invited Grrr.
"Duty called, but I returned several times, and since I was both a officer and the agent of Britain, I, of course, had no trouble drawing a supply horse of army rations. Bully beef or Serbian army fare may not seem to inviting today chaps but to my Rom friends it was a feast indeed and a bottle or two of brandy and box of cigars well!  They are proud folks and dont like to accept from a stranger but once I made clear that I had eaten with them and so was but returning the favor and would be offended, as indeed I would have been, had they refused.  All was music and dancing. Some of the Rom  ladies were fair indeed,  but I did have a lady waiting  in England and I mean no offence; but  we took that sort of thing far far more seriously than do people today. So I was accepted over time as as an odd outlander but as friend and scholar."



To be continued..

The Wolfman's story

"I should be most pleased to unfold my story to such friends. But I must warn you chaps, it is not a short account.
"Take ya time pal. It beats running in the heat!" said Grrr.
"Truth" added Bob.
"Well, it was as I recall August 1914. I had just returned home from University where I had read oriental languages and taken a first.." 
"Huh?" Asked Grrr.
"Sorta like getting a MA with honors for us pal" explained Bob
"That is correct friend Bob. Well, I had intended to continue my studies. The university of Belgrade and a few years in the Balkans perhaps, but of course with England at war, duty first.  So it was off to London to offer my services. I took a commission in the family regiment and was in France for 3  years when some chap in the war office got around to looking at my papers and putting down his tea said  "Hum.. Fella speaks several languages spoken in the Ottoman Empire. At war with them, useful that."  So orders came down from on high. Now from what friend Grrr has told me I know that both of you are students of history and being a marine  and a teacher Bob, you will perhaps understand when I say that while I have the the normal fears, I did not, after 3 years,want to leave my place. My men had come, after several  years of battle, to depend on me and I on them.  But as my old Sergeant, I think he had been Army since Wellington, told me "Ours is not to reason why sur. Orders wuz orders."   'Of course he was right. So it was off to the Balkans I went. England than, as America does now, supplied allies with money and arms and my duty was to visit with the local army officials Russians, Serbs, Romanian chaps, see who was useful and who was not and arrange supply. So you may well guess that being seen as the doorkeeper to the cornucopia of old England, I was well received. I had an abundance of free time, necessity.  as those Balken chaps move at their own pace. I was riding across the woods one day when I heard the music of the Rom." "Rom?" asked Bob. "Gypsies pal" Explained Grrr. Larry nodded at Grrr and continued. "well as a lanquist, I fear that I was always more the scholar  than soldier at heart, I followed the music to their camp....
To be continued.

How did ya become a wolfman in the movies sir?

It  was HOT. Well in Florida, in August it is expected to be hot.  But THIS was HOT.
Bob and Grrr were sitting around in their running gear on the porch  thinking about PT. Gretta and Stef being ladies and smart had gone to the pool.
"Hot" said Grrr
"yep" said Bob
"Ya think we should go to the pool and join the ladies?" asked Bob.
"Pal think! They told us it was too hot to run but we said we were tough like when we were running  10 miles around Cal State. You wanna admit that we got old?"
"Sorry pal. I dont know what I was saying!" admitted Bob
"That's ok old ape.  Hot." said Grrr
"Yep" Replied Bob.
"Got the coffee and Rootbeer and donuts in the garage" said Bob as he went and carried out a supply.
"That is more like it!" said Grrr as he popped a cold can with his claw.
"Good morning my friends. May I join you?" Larry Talbot called as he stepped on to the porch.
"Of course sir" replied Bob. "Come on up Rover" called Grrr to his old friend.
"Thank you friends. It is indeed warm and I am waiting for the "POD" to come with some things. I happened to see you gentlebeings and as I can see the driveway from here. Well, some friends to talk with is a very fine thing."
"Would you care for a coffee sir and a donut or several?" asked Bob.
"Thank you friend Bob. Please call me Larry all of these sirs seems a bit formal." "Ok, you got it Larry." Replied Bob handing Larry a cup and a plate of donuts.
"Ya know pal I was wondering how you became a wolfman and got into the business, if ya dont mind my asking?" Grrr said
"I should be most pleased to unfold my story to such friends. But I must warn you chaps, it is not a short account.
"Take ya time pal. It beats running in the heat!" said Grrr.
"Truth" added Bob.
"Well, it was as I recall August 1914......"

The sad faced man ..is discovered!

"Larry, I am glad to see you; but I have to add Bob that Larry does not do his work justice. He is that rare thing in the community of actors  modest. He is a true artist and I learned a lot from watching Larry". Said Grrr.
"Hold on pal.."Larry"  Lawrence...flea collar.. Abbott and Costello. Sir are you the Larry Talbot?"
"See Lar! I told ya the ole ape was not as dumb as he looks. Bob. Meet the one and only  Wolfman!" 
"Now now you are too kind Grrr many others have played that part."
"True sir. But none like you...they played werewolves. you sir ..You are the wolfman!!" said an admiring Bob. 
"Ya know why he is so good ole ape? Larry indeed lives the role he IS the Wolfman!"  "Now Bob nothing to fear, I have long long since converted to Burger King. But of course if you wish, I will leave?'
"Not at all sir.  In fact the house down the block is for sale / rent. If I can put up with this rotten reptile, an honest wolfman is not a problem. "
"Thank you. The chance to be among friends is a blessing indeed." replied a happy wolfman. 
"Hey!   Who ya calling a rotten reptile!" said Grrr as he and Bob to the amusement of Larry began once again to chase each other happily  around the garage.     

The tale of the Sad faced man...simply not my calling. Part ll

"But while I have the normal humor and who does not like and respect "Abbott and Costello?"  It was simply not my calling.  So friend Bob, I joined Vlad and Bruce and entered the happy realm of the retired. I did abit of work from time to time and met friend Grrr and the lovely Gretta in my travels and so, wishing again to see old dear faces, here I am and if I may be so bold? I would add blessed in that I have made a new friend."
"Larry, I am glad to see you; but I have to add Bob that Larry does not do his work justice. He is that rare thing in the community of actors  modest. He is a true artist and I learned a lot from watching Larry.

The sad faced man..his past...simply not my calling...

"But I felt the need to see old friends. So I am here in Dinotown."
"Well I don't care why you're here ya ole dog. I am glad to see you." Roared a very happy Grrr.
"Agreed any pal of Grrr's is a pal of mine." said Bob."But if you dont mind my asking?"
"Of course my new friend, you are free to ask..but understand being British, I may not answer!"
"Of course, goes without saying" replied Bob. "I had always heard from the ole reptile, that for an actor almost any part is a "good part" so why so unhappy?"
"My friend..I may call you that?" " I would be honored" replied Bob. "My friend than in most cases that is  true. Once the acting bug bites..But while I have the normal humor and who does not like and respect "Abbott and Costello?"  It was simply not my calling.

The sad faced man...His story

"I have spent so long in Europe that I had forgotten."
Replied Larry. He wearily sank into the offered chair and gratefully drank his coffee.
"So what have ya been doin pal? Long time no see" said Grrr
"Well when the business went the way that it did. It reached a point where I no longer felt that pride in my work which, as you understand, an artist needs.' 
" You guys may get it I dont" said Bob
"Pal, an actor lives to perform. Yeah money is nice and rootbeer is not free  but an Actor is an artist or just a bum... a speaker of words. You got to KNOW that your craft is important that you are creating. That is what Larry means." 
" Well spoken indeed Grrr old friend. So when that feeling  left the stage became a prison and like anyone in gaol,  I longed to escape and I did.   Of late?  I wander about the lands of the family or do a bit of charity work but I felt the need to see old friends. So I am here in Dinotown.

To be continued,

A political opinion

This is but an opinion as I have no ear in the DNC but judging by history this is what I would do were i the DNC.
A. Keep all dems in the Congress in lockstep
B. Realize that many in the GOP wanted Jeb and are never Trumpers and Use that to political advantage by playing divide and conquer where possible.
C. Use friends in the media.."anonymous" leaks to distract the voters.
D. Knowing that the GOP tends to be nationalistic..wave the Russian flag. Red flag to a bull thing and plant doubt wherever possible. No matter what; attack and keep attacking president Trump...he must not be allowed to be seen as accomplishing anything.
E. Always always always keep the 2018 and 2020 elections in mind..and play defence..run out the clock till 2018. If parts A, B, C. and D. work as they should. Retake the Congress by 2018 and try for the WH in 2020.
That is what I think Chuck and Nancy are doing.
I also think that there are some "progressive" types in the GOP who would smile on this or at least the get Trump part.
Counter point: There are many good folks in the democratic and republican party that want to see Trump and the USA do well and so if this plan fails and the Dems do not retake the Congress in 2018 or worse from their POV fail to take the WH and Congress in 2020. There will be a profound shift in DNC policy if they do not want to go the way of the Wigs. Perhaps a second era of good feeling? Interesting times

The sad faced man ..returns home. part lll

Larry, now free of Grrr happy greeting began to breath again.
"Grrr..cough..cough..Good to.. cough.. see you again..I think"
Spoke the Sad faced man.
"Sorry Pal" replied a happy Grrr. "I was surprised and happy to see you.  Last I heard you had left for ole England? I see ya met Bob."
"Yes. I have indeed had that pleasure as you wrote in your letters he is indeed most kind. Had I known it was BOB,  I would not have perhaps been so forward as you did write of that American fondness for mausers and the 45."
"Nah, Bob is ok for an ole ape!' replied Grrr.
"Thanks a lot ya rotten reptile!" said Bob.
"Aw come on ole ape..meet Larry an ole buddy from the boards."
"The Boards ? You mean a friend from your acting days?"
"It is like I always tell guys Larry. Ole Bob ain't as dumb as he looks!"
"Hey ya overgrown lizard." replied Bob.
Ah Gentlemen ..gentlebeings I have no wish to cause discord..I will just go.." said the Sadfaced man.
"Not at all sir. Any friend of Grrr is welcome here. We always insult eachother."
" Ah!  Yes of course. The American custom. I have spent so long in Europe that I had forgotten."
Replied Larry. He wearily sank into the offered chair and gratefully drank his coffee.
To be continued.   

The sad faced man ...meets an old friend part ll

There was a mighty roar from the door.
"Larry you old flea collar wearing bum!!!! What are you doing here?  Too long old friend." Roared Grrr as he picked up and hugged the sad faced man.
The sad faced man gasped in Grrr's mighty embrace! "I..I..." and started to lose consciousness from lack of air. Thinking quickly Bob looked to a 2/4 on his workbench...pushing that aside, he grabbed a icy can of root beer and tossed it to the happy T Rex.
"Here ya go pal have a cold one!"
"Thanks ole ape" Grrr replied catching the can.   Larry, now free of Grrr happy greeting began to breath again..
To be continued,  

The Sad faced man.

Bob was out mowing the lawn. This was a sort of "sure babe in a bit" job that the "bit" had gotten here. As he pushed the mower and wished for the power mower, he in a foolish moment,  had given away when he left  Cali, a rather sad looking man walked up to him.
"Excuse me sir?" The man said and Bob, truth to be told,  who would much rather talk than mow in the heat, stopped work and replied " Yes sir?"
"I am very sorry to disturb your fine work Sir. But alas I am lost!" the sad looking fellow said.
 "My pleasure to help sir. Would you care for a coffee or perhaps a cold beer?"replied Bob
"Why..why thank you!" Answered  the sad faced man. "A cup of coffee would be grand. If it is no trouble?" "Not at all sir. I always keep a good supply of coffee at hand. Come sir into the garage and out of the sun. Please take a seat." Bob said as he handed his guest a cup and a plate of donuts.
"Ah if I may be so bold sir?" "Please sir!" replied Bob.
"Well Sir I see by the donuts and coffee and your gray hairs that you must be either a retired constable or a teacher?"Spoke  the sad faced man.
"Spot on sir. I am indeed a retired history teacher.'
"Well, the old friend I am looking for went into education and often speaks of a friend "Bob" Would that be you ..." Before Bob could reply  There was a mighty roar from the door.
"Larry you old flea collar wearing bum!!!! What are you doing here?  Too long old friend." Roared Grrr as he picked up and hugged the sad faced man...
To be continued,  

The new middle east

Prediction DH DAAAA!!!
The USA and Russia will get annoyed and say enough! They will as the Brits and French did, split the Middle East Into two Caliphates: Sunni under the Saudi and Shitta under Iran.
Israel will become an self ruling millet under the Saudi. Saudi will provide the money, Israel the hi tech/ weapons and the arab street the population for the Sunni caliphate. The Pals are going to get forced into the caliphate if they like it or not.That keeps Israel happy and gives them peace and in return they join the caliphate. Iran, Syria and parts of Iraq will be the Shitta Calaphate. Iran will supply tech and money and Syria and Iraq manpower. I am not sure yet where Turkey or the kurds fit in yet, The Kurds are simple just give them a millet..but Turkey that is the rub..they want to restore that Ottoman Empire and neither I think the Saudi or the Iranians will go for that. Of course you might just have one official caliphate under the Turks and Sunni / shiite emirates. That has also happened before. Interesting times.

Hiding the Earl Gray.

 "Darn it Grrr. I told ya not to hide the Earl Gray, Ya know Al Gator has no humor when it comes to his tea!!!!!
"Hey pal, is it my fault that that limey gator cannot take a little joke??"
"You wanna go down and tell him that pal?" asked Bob.
"Welll uh since ya put it that way...NO." Replied Grrr.

Grrr is back at his "caring " job

SUNDAY, JULY 14, 2013

Back to Work.

"Back to work.

Grrr was back at "The Wellness Center" wearing his lab coat  He does love that coat.
 He thinks it gives him a professional aire, in fact, he was thinking of taking up pipe smoking. His next client, a duckbill named Darren was in his office. Grrr looked at Darren's case history before seeing him. 

" Humm tried to off hissself..sounds like a nut to me". said Grrr.

"My ..ah...dear Grrr, it would, perhaps be more in keeping...that is to say..enlightened, if we were..that is... if we felt the pain of this fellow being." replied Dr. H,  the hadrosaur, and  brother in law, that Grrr worked with.

"Hey, doc they pulled this guy out of the volcano twice and he went to the Raptor Convention with a sign reading "Meat is madness." If Flower had not been there, he would have been lunch."

As Grrr came into his office, Darren the hadrosaur,  started to act out. "I don't know why I am here".He yelled. "It is my life and  you all are just ..just too too stupid to see the meaningless of life. I have the vision and the genius . I, uh, what are you doing?
I am trying to bring enlightenment to the tiny dino brain and you and not listening.
 WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He asked Grrr in an angry prima Donna type rage.

 Grrr looked up from the table where he was setting out plates, knives and forks and spoons. " I never can remember. Does the spoon go next to the knife or the fork? Gretta is always yelling at me about..It"

"What are you doing?" yelled Darren the hadrosaur again.

"Well look pal, I only had a small bronto burger for breakfast and it looks like I am going to miss lunch, with you here so.." relied Grrr.

 "If you think for one minute that I am going to sit here while you eat brontoburgers...well." said Darren taking out his "Meat is madness" sign.

"Bronto burgers? Who said anything about a bronto burger? asked Grrr with an evil T- Rex grin.

 "You cannot fool a dino of my superior intellect, Grrr. 
 I see you setting your table and smell the disgusting oder of cooking meat!" said Darren the hadrosaur.

"Well, Brainaic, that shows what you know! T-Rex don't use silverware. This is for my human pal who is joining me later as is the hamburger you smell. We Rex eat our meat fresh, as you are about to find out."

"I don't care how you vile meaters eat...uh..what do you mean, as "I am about to find out? I told you I will not sit still and watch you eat." said Darren.

"Don't sweat it pal" Grrr said as he started to walk toward Darren the hadrosaur. "you won't have to watch it ..for long!" 

As he looked  at Grrr's fangs, Darren started to say something. Stopped and started to back up till he ran into the wall. "Wait..wait..you wouldn't ...you  you  can't!??? Said a now very frightened hadrosaur.

"Sure I can. Look. It is no problem. I just take a few bites, rip out your neck. Done it many times." Said Grrr with a toothy grin as he slowly closed in.

Darren the hadrosaur cried "You..you are no--not going to eat me?"
"Sure, why not? I gotta eat, you want to die. As I see it. It is a win-win for us both."

"Are you mad...I..I..??" said Darren.

"Come on guy, make up your mind! It is almost lunch time.
You want to die or not? Who went to the Raptor convention? Who tried to jump into the volcano?" said Grrr has he opened his mighty T-rex jaws and reached for Darren.

"No--No..please I want to live..I want to live!" said the Hadrosaur.

Closing his jaws with an annoyed snap, Grrr said, "All right, Get out of here. I am going to lunch. But if they bring you back with another "I want to die stunt, you are on the menu."

"No..no.. I..." said Darren as he raced for the door, "I am cured."

 After Darren left, Grrr went into Dr. H's office. 
"He is ok now doc. Won't see him again."

 "Really..ur..Grrr..I don't know how..your record of cures... amazing!..What... therapy...that is to say..clinical approach.. did you employ?"

"Therapy? I just invited him to lunch doc." said Grrr.