I watched a few speeches from the Republican National Convention on Wednesday night -- Mike Huckaby, Mitt Romney, Rudy Gilliano, and of course Sarah Palin. I was suitably moved by all of them, and am pleased with the choice of Sarah Palin as McCain's running mate.

Last night -- Thursday -- I watched the moving videos about the McCain family and listened to Cindy McCain's speech. I was ready to elect her President. Not only does she do public service from the heart, and all the mom stuff that is consistent with my values, but she's a PILOT and a race car driver who helped build her own race car. How cool is that????

In my book Cindy McCain and Sarah Palin could run this country. Women are generally more fiscally responsible than men anyway, at least within my circle of friends and family.

John McCain's speech was okay, but I kept wanting him to stop promising things he can't deliver on his own and plead with the American people to elect him a ...

It has been a while since I've posted anything, so I thought I would share a little about what I've been reading lately. Two of my best recommendations have come from my chiropractor, Dr. Alexia Grantland.  The first of those was Same Kind of Different as Me by Ron Hall Hall and Denver Moore. On that same page in my Amazon search was The Shack by William P. Young. This is a book I highly recommend with the warning that it is som ...

I guess it's no secret that guys don't particularly like weddings. Yesterday Joyce and I went to one for the daughter of some longtime friends of ours. This wedding had some interesting twists. For one thing it's the first wedding I've been to that started out with a PowerPoint. I guess that's a sign of the times. The PowerPoint had pictures of the bride from birth to the present, then pictures of the groom from birth to the present, then pictures of them together. Scattered among the pictures were a few romantic sayings. Great way to start the show.

The next surprise was that the ringbearers, two young boys, came down the aisle in a fire engine. A bright, red, pedal-toy fire engine. Oh year, the groom is a fireman, so that was pretty cool. Outside, after the wedding there was a fire engine with a few firemen, there for pictures, I think, or maybe just to show support. I didn't notice if it was an Odessa Fire engine, but if so that was quite an accomplishment for a rookie ...

I had the most vivid dream last night. I was standing on an airport ramp at a mountainous airport with a man I knew in the dream to be the airport manager when a twin Beech approached. You know, the old twin-tailed freighter built back in WWII days.

It was obvious to us the pilot was landing too long and we waited anxiously for him to go around. Runway kept slipping away beneath the plane while it was still airborne. When more than half the runway was gone, the pilot finally added power, raised the gear and flaps and started a climb. The terrain in front of him rose steeply and the airplane wasn’t climbing very fast. It became apparent to the airport manager the plane was in trouble because he started running toward the runway and yelling, “Come on, climb, climb!”

Then I, too, realized the pilot was in trouble and started coaching him under my breath. The plane was climbing, but the terrain ahead of him was rising at a steeper angl ...

Well, it's official. I've started Weight Watchers again. It's a good thing, too, because I have crept back up to within 8 pounds of my all time high. Weight Watchers works for me when I work the plan and this time I'm well-motivated. Plus it's an "at work" program with plenty of support. I'm the only guy among 30 women, so they'll all have the opportunity to mother me.

I had a surprise when I calculated my daily points total. It's 9 points more than when I was on the program before. I asked the instructor to make sure I was figuring it right and she said, yes, the program has changed and don't worry about it. For now I have a whopping 42 points a day allowance plus the 35 point weekly extras if I need to use them. I probably won't at this rate.

A couple of the women in my department are stairwalking at lunch. They're up to 10 floors up now. I didn't try to join them and won't for a while, but I went on my own and made it up two whole flights. ...

Joyce and I were in Oxford over Memorial Day weekend for two events. One was a mini-reunion for my high school graduating class celebrating our 60th birthdays. Of course the birthdays are scattered from January to December, but for most of us, it will happen sometime this year. Mine happened in January. I don't feel 60, don't act 60 and neither do most of my classmates.

The second reason for being in town was for a book-signing for my memoir book, Oxpatch and the Hill - Dixieland Memories, at Square Books. It's a great place to have your books sold, right there along with John Grisham, Larry Brown, Eudora Welty, William Faulkner, Willie Morris and other Oxford authors. I can't say that my book signing turned out the same kind of crowd that Grisham's does, but it was fun for me. Several classmates dropped by, as did family members and a number of old family friends. I had a great time. I also left behin ...

I am always reading a book, sometimes two or three. There will be one in my upstairs bathroom for bathtub reading and one in my downstairs bathroom and perhaps another on my desk. I generally read 2 or 3 pages at a time unless I'm really hooked on something, then I might read for 20 minutes or so. I don't have the time for long reading sessions, especially since I have to use my eyes so much in my work.

When I finish a book, I generally look around for something else to read. That something else showed up courtesy of UPS yesterday and it was by an author I know fairly well--me. The book was Eagle Behind the Curtain, a novel I wrote many years ago, then forgot about. Now that we have print-on-demand capabilities and a full blown publishing company, I decided to put it into print. 

I picked it up and put it down several times throughout the evening, not sure if I could stay interested. A ...

Have you ever noticed how our children (now grandchildren to me) love to show us their boo-boos. It's just a part of life. Actually, it's more of a need than a want. I think we grown-ups have that need, too. This morning I was mowing and I got too close to one of the locust trees and it scratched my arm. No big deal; it happens every week. But when my wife Joyce came out to move the platform the grandkids use to reach their zip line so I could mow in that spot, I had to show her the scratchs in my arm and let her fuss over them a bit. As I drove off the mower apparently picked up a rock and hit her in the neck. It didn't break the skin, just stung a little and she could have gone inside and I'd have never know about it. Instead, she waited until I looked her way and pointed at her neck and made a face that said, "that hurt!"

As we mature, our boo-boos, or "owies", usually come more in the way of emotional hurts rather than skinned knees or&n ...

The media sure is trying to create a recession! Have you paid attention to this? Every election year in which there's a republican in office, the media tries to create a recession. They want people to believe a) it's the president's fault and b) it's only because it's a republican president. They're so full of it!

This week the financial announcements have been positive, at least 7 out of 10 of the leading indicators. Jobless claims were down, unemployment up, stock market up, higher-than-expected profits from numerous major companies. Then right after the financial news in which these things are almost begrudgingly reported, some announcer comes on with a report about some survey in which "seven out of ten Americans believe we're either in or headed to a recession."

Please, make your own decisions. Don't let the media lead you into believing what they want you to believe because of whatever their agenda happens to be. If you're a lib ...

I sometimes listen to a local AM news station during my morning drive to work, primarily for traffic information. I got really amused the other day when their lead story wasn't a story at all, yet they had nothing else so they refused to let it go. They built it up -- "Fire in a Senior Assisted Living High Rise in Dallas". They kept us in suspense. Yet when they finally got to the story, it was nothing. One guy had gone to sleep in a chair with a cigarette that had burned some of the upholstery and made a little smoke. He was fine. There was no evacuation - nothing. But it was their lead story, so they had to make us think something terrible had happened.

Do you know that about the media? They feed on sensationalism and controversy. They want to get you upset AND often they want their message told, whether it's true or not.

Take the Iraq war. All the news about it is bad. Yet those of us who have friends or family members there receive all kin ...