This week on The Urban Shooter Podcast
- New Feature where I share some interesting stuff from friends
- Barbara Baird from Women’s Outdoor News
- Sean from NCGuns Blog gives us the unheard lyrics of the Star Spangled Banner
- Going to go all patriotic on you with some history in celebration of Flag Day, America, and Freedom
- Zombie Strike #84
- And a few sordid details about my twentieth anniversary party.
- God Bless America
- Hot Pants from Bones Hooks
I was on my way to work yesterday, crossing bridges as I do on my long commute from the outskirts of Washington, DC, thru the Nation’s Capital, along the Potomac River into Virginia and you know what I saw in the early morning? A bald eagle. It was a Kodak moment. I almost pulled over to just watch it soar above the trees, traffic, and the river. I watched it as long as I could without becoming a statistic. The Bald eagle…
Did you know that the bald eagle was chosen on June 20, 1782 as the emblem of the United States of America? Probably for the same reasons I had for checking it out. It’s a bird that can live about 30 yrs. It can lift about 4 pounds. They weight between 10-14 lbs. They can fly like 30-35 mph with a wingspan of 6-7 ft.
The eagle. It’s on the backs of our gold coins, the silver dollar, the half dollar and the quarter, we see an eagle with outspread wings. It’s on the Great Seal of the United States
Even though Ben Franklin didn’t like it too hot. He and that dude John James Audubon actually wanted the American Turkey to be our national bird.
The eagle represents freedom and this is my tribute to the America I love.
All things Red, White and Blue or like I feel right now, red hot and blue.
Last weekend the wife and I threw a party to celebrate our twentieth anniversary. She outdid herself, we found a house to rent and had our party there. We had inlaws, and outlaws, there. It was a closed group. All the people that we could think of that would not be party poopers were invited. And we still shocked those we invited. I used to dance a lot. And I haven’t forgot how.
We were celebrating more that 20 years of sleeping together but life itself. I didn’t invite a lot of people I could have and I did it on purpose. We had food, adult beverages and a DJ that played old school music, funky, r&B and all the favorites we play when we are not in church. There were no speeches, no slow moments. And it caught everybody off guard. My wife broke out with a red cocktail dress showing all kinds of leg. That’s my girl. She still got it. YEAH BABY! And by about 9:30 we were rocking it. the few church folks there didn’t know what to do. Wasn’t this guy a pastor? Look at the first lady. Yeah, it was all the way live. Life is short and folks like to pretend a little too much. We let our hair down and got funky. One of her friends surprised us with a one way ride by limo to the event and I didn’t know how to act. Too bad I didn’t have it on the way home or I would have got fresh in the back with the Mrs. But we rode home with some friends as the kids drove separately with family from out of town and we planned our next venture. Sunday was cool. I preached on putting God first in your life and seeing how you will be blessed. Physically, I was hurting but the church never sounded better last week. We were missing our drummer but we rocked just the same. Church is getting better. Praise the Lord! It was rough for awhile.
I don’t care who you are, James Brown music will make you happy and get the party started. Ain’t that right Reese? and CHAD?. There was a young contingent there that would go crazy with Soul Brother Number one was played. There is hope yet. They were wearing hot pants by the way.
We’ve been travelling far
Without a home
But not without a star
Only want to be free
We huddle close
Hang on to a dream
On the boats and on the planes
They’re coming to America
Never looking back again
They’re coming to America
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“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
~ Winston Churchill
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Music at the end of the show, God Bless America is from Min. Michael McCoy and Voice United, located in Virginia.
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Rev. Kenn Blanchard, internet radio broadcaster, online advertiser, veteran, concealed carry activist and harley davidson motorcycle enthusiast shares whats on the minds of hunters and concealed carry permit holders. http://blackmanwithagun.com