bersaguy

I can't believe that they have been investigating the motel room since about 2AM and still can't give an accurate count on how many guns are in the room or exactly what types of guns he used. That or they are not ready to let that information out yet?????? I have heard it was AR15's but that has not been confirmed in a Police News Conference yet.

This is just one more reason why I don't go to anything with a crowd of more than what is found in a grocery store or maybe Walmart late at night when crowd is gone...........JMHO.

Good point. Also he didn't have to really aim but more or less just point at the crowd and fire.........JMHO

I just heard a few minutes ago that he was using AR15's that had been modified to full auto and had 10 of them in the room. How true that is still up in the air. What do folks here say about him shooting an AR15 and being able to kill and wound that many people at 400+ yards?

I'm guessing there will be a bunch of different crazy groups wanting to lay claim to this before it is all over. ISIS is even claiming it was them because they would love to get claim for it but I don't think he was a convert to Islam............JMHO

I am to upset to post anything except Prayers to all of those that lost loved ones and to those injured and glad the basta--d is dead!!

I will make sure and do that for sure, thanks for telling me about it..............

We have so many Herron on Old Hickory that they crap in the trees on some of the islands during nesting and in just a couple years the trees are all dead and soon after that happens the islands eventually wash away..............

Thank you my friend for that information but my days of flying ended when they brought me home in 1973. I made myself a promise my feet would never be more than a 10 foot step ladder would take me and I have held good to that promise. Besides when I go I want family with me.

I think I made it through watching it with no bad dreams so far. I did actually learn a lot of stuff by watching it about just how political the war really was. I knew it was a political war but had no idea just how far the Presidents and their advisers went to tried to keep it out of the sight of the American people and failed so miserably. That was one of the main reason for many of the protests. The people learned a lot more that they tried to hide. While in country we got many orders that many of us did not want to follow and I can remember a lot of them that did not get carried out when it came to civlians. We were not there to kill civilans. In all reality the South Vietnam civilians were going to suffer a lose lose situation reagardless of which side actually won. I have put off visiting the Wall since it was completed but I think I will make plans to have some of my family take me to Washington DC and I will go hopefully before I get to old to make the trip.............JMHO

Well my grandson was in the stand at daylight and did bag a small 4 point but had to wait till about 10:30 so he didn't make his 8:30 AM time frame. Said he would send pictures if he had time but had some work to do.

I might would be in favor of this but would be a waste of good napalm since it looks like there may not be enough in attendence to drop even 1 canister of the naplam plus the people of East Tennessee have seen enough large fires and really don't need another one...........JMHO

Just remember to make sure you get the tail seperated from the back bone or you might tear the squirrel in half when you begin to pull on it with your foot holding the tail. Ask me how I know!!!!......If you get the tail cut free it is a piece of cake from there on.......Good luck with your hunt and cleaning the first few..........

Shucks, I thought I was gonna get to see something I didn't know. That is the way I have been skinning Tree Rats since I was about 12 years old and I'm 69 now. I can do a rabbit about as fast if not a little faster......................

Just thought I would let you know I replaced my Avatar this moring with a more appropriate one for this site. You were right about it not really fitting in well but it was a picture I have in my avatar of a couple fishing sites.............

Thanks!!!

I have updated my avatar as I thought it might be more appropriate to have something more closely related to the topic of the site!!!!

We can only hope that the people of Tennessee have been closely watching the actions of both of these twats and don't elect either one of them to Dog Catcher in 2018. They proved that the people make the decisions in Alabama and didn't put McConnells puppet in office so the people in Tennesse do have the final say and lets hope we stand strong like Alabama did...........JMHO

Actually the picture in my Avatar was taken from the pictures in the second link you have posted here. Open the link and click on Michigan and about 3/4 down on the right side the picture is next to a snake and below some corn on the cob.

Did you just now notice that? It has been that way for a couple months or longer. Yes that is a crayfish and that partcular species is red and alive and are native to the state of Michigan and a few are in Wisconsin area lakes. I make fishing baits and Soft plastic crawfish is one I make. I use to have live ones in my aquariums here in the house back years ago. They are very interesting to watch how they act. I have tried to put other pictures up in place of it but the site keeps saying the pictures are to big and I don't know how to shrink them down so they will fit.......

I just went and read the link article and I thought it was a joke where they ask for donations. I'm kind of glad they have anounced a clear date for this and it gives the authorities plenty of time to prepare for it!!! Sounds more like ponzi scheme when they asked for donations. Might mean they are not funded by Soros after all..........JMHO

I'm guessing that if they don't get their way they will half to go back to their safe spaces and watch Barney re-runs and get their diapers changed...........JMHO

I have seen things like his pulling his ads begin like a drip in a sink. It starts out small and if not anything done about it pretty soon it's not a drip but a stream and it continues to get bigger if unattended................JMHO

I guess they are probably thinking your going to ask for a refund of your season ticket is why they won't reply...........JMHO

Back about 10 years ago a friend sent me this. He has long since past but I enjoyed reading it ever so often and it helps me to keep faith in people. It's kind of a long read and I bet you find it as rewarding as I did. I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me. 'Hello Barry, how are you today?' 'H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good.' 'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?' 'Fine.. Gittin' stronger alla' time.' 'Good. Anything I can help you with?' 'No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.' 'Would you like to take some home?' asked Mr. Miller. 'No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with.' 'Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?' 'All I got's my prize marble here.' 'Is that right? Let me see it' said Miller. 'Here 'tis.. She's a dandy.' 'I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked. 'Not zackley but almost.' 'Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble'. Mr. Miller told the boy. 'Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.' Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever.. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.' I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles. Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts...all very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes. Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket. 'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size.....they came to pay their debt..' 'We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho .' With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red Marbles. The Moral : We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath.