August 2016

Spouseinbox and I took Snapshots of Samson to Abilene on Sunday.   It was an interesting experience as the church was African.  I am not referring to the skin color, but the nationality.  We understood about 25% of the service – which was translated.  Some of the translation was worded in a fashion that an idea was grasped at best.  Snapshots of Samson is in English.  I was asked about pauses to translate, and of course being music on video, there was no way to pause.  The pastor attempted something between the first and second songs and then a long talk post the presentation.  He told me that for those who didn’t speak English, they watched the drama and used what they knew of the story.

The show takes about 3 hours to set up and close to 2 hours to tear down.  A small part of the issue is the light stands and bars which were loose in the trailer.  We would just pack them on top of some other boxed items and pray that they would stay there.  This week, I got the whim to fix that problem and spent three days (evenings actually) sizing, cutting and sewing a bag to carry the light poles and bars.  The usual bag from a music store would not work as the poles were too long.  We already have one for the speaker stands.  We went to Hobby Lobby and obtained some canvas in white and black to make the bag.  Anyways, a yard of each color and a yard and a half of webbing for a handle were about right with about 5 inches remaining for Jake to use as a toy.  Pearl had very limited interest.  I’m pretty happy with the result.  There is a 4 foot zipper across the top to allow access and a pocket with velcro on the end to hold the nuts.  There is enough space to also hold the pipe used on the wig stand.  Our equipment has taken another small step forward.


I find it mind boggling the double standard. Now, I don’t want to go get high, but I would like to see th.e welfare recipients put through the same jumping of hoops that us working folk get to do

As to the last comment on the post, the reason politicians aren’t is because they want the aura of not being under the law.  Hillary.  They make the law, therefore are not subject to it.  Remember the Republicans who stated they would start following the law and then screamed when the realization hit that their lowly workers would have to be allowed off work after a reasonable period of time – legislated by themselves – and not worked 90-100 hours per week?  Bottom line, it’s all a scam with the goal of maintaining and increasing political power.  Blacks, you think you’re off the plantation?  What does your voting show?  Lying B. Johnson stated he would have you voting Democrat for generations.  He was right, and you have shown your vote is up for sale.  There are many assessments of the black family prior to welfare and after welfare.  Check them out.  Thank the government for the change.  From my observation, there are a few that need welfare.  That would be few.  Most can work.  Most can do something.  The problem is that government has placed the bar for a business high enough, that few can cross it.  That is also on purpose.  Why allow people with individual desires/thoughts to be allowed expression if they may not follow the political/party line?  It’s better to keep them poor and steal from productive individuals to do so.  Cloward & Piven.

I’m not complaining. I enjoy work. I like labor. Reminds me that, should this country fall completely apart, I’m not incapable of doing things with my hands. Sore? Tired? Yes, but I’d rather be sore & tired than unable to do even the easiest of manual labor.

Dad used to muse, “I wonder what it would be like to not be able to use tools.”  I’m figuring this was an unfathomable thought as the man was a machinist.  He was known to make tools as well.  Do any of you know about that notch in the front claw of a claw hammer used to pull tiny nails?  Dad put one in a hammer before I ever saw one in the marketplace.  As for sore and tired, I fully agree with the knowledge that this isn’t a complaint.  It is a fact and I don’t mind being in that state.  It tells me that work was done, and I was the one doing it.  That is a blessing.