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Posted on 05/07/2012 9:38:51 AM PDT by Jim Robinson
We're getting there!!
Way to go FReepers and lurkers!!
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Thank you all very much!!
Resistance to tyranny is obedience to God.
We are the resistance!!
Prayers up for our Republic!!
God bless.
LOL!!!
You work on national holidays?
I agree and what does that say about some of the voters in this Beloved Country of ours.
It’s a glow-plug.
Diesel engines don’t use spark plugs.
The fuel is ignited by compression induced heat.
During the start-up and early running of the engine there isn’t enough heat to run the engine so these little beauties glow white hot to start with then red hot after the engine starts. They turn off after 20 mins, as the cylinder head is hot enough to sustain the ignition process using compression alone, at 21:1 ratio.
Neither of those two have enough energy to spark, and could only glow in an emergency. Possably. :)
Yep! sad huh.
I really blame the MSM more, think if this was Dick Cheney acting like this during the Bush administration, there would be calls for investigations, mental health evaluations and a push for resignation.
I took my girl to a fancy ball;
It was a social hop.
We waited till the folks got out,
And the music it did stop.
Then to a restaurant we went,
The best one on the street.
She said she wasn’t hungry
But this is what she ate.
A dozen raw, a plate of slaw,
A chicken and a roast,
Some applesauce and asparagus,
And soft-shell crabs on toast.
A big box stew, and crackers too;
Her appetite was immense!
When she called for pie,
I thought I’d die,
For in my pocket I had but fifty cents.
She said she wasn’t hungry
And didn’t care to eat,
But I’ve money in my clothes
To bet she can’t be beat.
She took it in so cozy,
She had an awful tank.
She said she wasn’t thirsty
But this is what she drank.
A whisky skin, a glass of gin,
Which made me shake with fear,
A ginger pop, with rum on top,
A schooner then of beer,
A glass of ale, a gin cocktail.
She should have had more sense.
When she called for more
I fell on the floor
For in my pocket I had but fifty cents.
Of course I wasn’t hungry
And didn’t care to eat,
Expecting every moment
To be kicked into the street.
She said she’d fetch her family round,
And some night we’d have fun
But in my pocket I had but fifty cents.
When I gave the man the fifty cents,
This is what he done:
He tore my clothes,
He smashed my nose,
He hit me on the jaw,
He gave me a prize
Of a pair of black eyes
And with me swept the floor.
He took me where my pants hung loose,
And threw me over the fence.
Now take my advice, don’t try it twice
If in your pocket you’ve got but fifty cents.
First written as a poem in 1881 by Sam Devere and originally published in 1885. Recorded by the Binkley Brothers Dixie Clodhoppers in 1928.
Just found this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrI1E5ZZ3Dg
The first time I heard this song was when I was about 12.
Our family was camping and one of the other campers came over to our site, borrowed either mine or my brother’s guitar and played it around the fire. I’ll never forget it. :)
That’s quite a song! :)
We’re expecting rain tonight and for the rest of the week.
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