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Confession of a serial procrastinator…

Friday, February 23rd, 2018

I'll tell you later.

Americas children in danger.

Wednesday, April 29th, 2015

I may tick some people off. I may have some agree with me… What this is an opinion and I as you are entitled to one:

What we need from our law makers is not more laws, or spending, or anything like that. We need sanity… law review, and a return to traditional values. Most importantly, we need to empower parents in the raising of their children. As a parent, I had a very healthy fear as my children grew older of the random nutjob calling CPS for me trying to discipline my children. I think, for the most part I did Ok. I had some big wins and some big fails… But that being said… It was always a thought in back of my mind…. Will someone see what I am doing and freak?

This ties the hands of parents… especially with "problem" children… Will there be abuse? Yes, and no law or CPS will stop it. Will a child feel picked on by their parents? Yes… I felt like I was.. but my mother was trying to make up for my father not really being a disciplinarian and then not being there… She did her best… And trust me… the woman never gave a thought to CPS when she grabbed the handiest thing to beat my butt with. I wasn't a bad kid… I was a lazy kid with a big mouth… (Not much has changed either). I really didn't get in trouble doing bad things… I got in trouble doing dumb things… or running my mouth… I was in 1 fight in school… Mr. Randy Johnson… Someone said I was "Talking about his Mama." which, looking back on it now was freaking funny, because I hardly knew the dude.. Never had a problem with him… I wonder what happened to him? Anyway… I digress..

"Parents" today are expected to deal with their kids, amid a barrage of influences outside the home…. All while, having God pulled out of school, being forced to drink this "everyone is special, everyone wins, don't hurt your feelings" kool-aid, violence and sex everywhere… and more and more people letting their children run wild… and parents wanting to just be friends… These are not your friends… these are spoiled brats with a "entitlement" mindset… They have no concept of working for your dinner.

We need to pull back on the "government knows best" reins… and give the power back to the parents. Not only that, hold parents accountable until their children are of age.

Empower the parents people… Support true morality… Support Prayer in schools… and expect more from our children. God gave you these gifts, and like any gift from God, they can be perverted and used for evil.

God bless parents that stand for their children… by standing in the way of their children making bad decisions.

Kick it’s ass man!

Tuesday, February 24th, 2015

So I have a confession to make…

I feel very combative today.  I would dare say that I feel downright belligerent.  I feel frustrated with the world, my job, my kids, the state of the union, and my career.  Wife and I are doing good.  As such, in writing this, I am also seeking God’s face in this because I want that walk to be solid. 

Also… I am realizing that I am just pissed off enough about people talking things to death… Shut the hell up and get off your butts and DO something about it.

I hope its not as dismal as I think it is…

Monday, November 17th, 2014

So… I am going to talk about Ferguson Missouri, my thoughts on what I’ve read, my feeling on the whole deal.  So.. I may be wrong.. I may have my facts completely backasswords… but it is what it is….  I wanted to post this out someplace… Someplace that I could go back to, to see if I had anything right.


So I hear that the Governor of Missouri is calling out the National Guard in a state of emergency in preparation for the Michael Brown/Darren Wilson verdict.  Thug versus cop.  The dude that was high, a known criminal and who had just committed a crime and who assaulted an officer of the law versus a man who had sworn to uphold the law.


I wasn’t there… I can’t say what EXACTLY what happened… but from the evidence of the medical examiner, it seems to corroborate Darren Wilson’s story.  What I see happening, is a community of the have little’s feeling downtrodden… and being “empowered” by entitlement.  Crime and gangs are running rampant… and because of the entitlement attitude, they have no respect for authority…  So when challenged, they attack… They choose poorly, and get butt-hurt when they get smacked down by the law.  They lie, they cheat and cry racism or police over-reach… or power trip…

I have this crazy idea… How about instead, we work hard for our future instead of either expecting someone else to foot the bill or… well… being “entitled”.  Why should anyone work, when hard working men and women pay the bills?  Well, in my opinion, it makes an entire generation of lazy, people who milk the system.  I’m rambling…


Where am I going with this?


Believe it or not, it is more a fear of the government…  Wait, what?


Yep… Government… I am fearing that this is going to end up a few ways… The state of emergency may turn into a state of martial law… American’s rights could be trampled… and with the “pot stirrers” and race baiters on site to get the masses frothing at the mouth.. I am afraid that this is going to end poorly.


I am worried that this is going to touch off a full blown revolution… How you ask?  If the state of Missouri issues martial law, that means that the rights guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States will be trampled as “order” is attempting to be restored in Ferguson…. If the National Guard starts shooting, you COULD have people taking up arms to protect themselves… and things could escalate quickly. 


It is no secret that I am a Tea Party Conservative… I believe in working hard to get where you want to be… and that our Constitutional Rights, were given to us by God, not man.  If martial law is issued… The government can just take your guns… they can strip you of your 1st amendment rights… they can strip you of your second amendment rights… and just keep going down the line… Media can be shut down… or “blacked out”… 


I am not having a positive feeling here… It’s honestly scary… if you think about it…  This could spill out of Ferguson… it could spill into St. Louis… and then spread like cancer from there….  I could be pessimistic… I could be a negative Nancy..  I honestly pray to Jesus that I am wrong…  But with as polarized we are as a country… and with how fed up everyone is…. And with that a… With our current president willing to completely screw everything with executive order… in direct contrast with the will of the people he vowed to serve… then… well… I hope you can understand why I would feel less that optimistic about the future….


Conservatism – The Sleeping Giant Part 1

Tuesday, April 8th, 2014

I typically don’t link to my blog from social media sources, but I feel pretty strongly about some things that twitter and facebook really don’t do a good job at letting me communicate my feelings well.  That being said: on to what’s on my mind.


For some time now, I have been watching things change in this country.  When I was growing up, you had the “common sense” liberals, the “common sense” conservatives and the ground in the middle all battling over what was and was not decent.   It was a little cleavage or leg here… maybe a see through top there… and God forbid someone actually cusses on television…  The whole world was in an uproar.  Somehow, from about 88-93.. yeah… within 5 years, that became normal and acceptable.  The homosexual community was relegated to San Francisco, New York, and other key pockets… They were not the norm, they were the novelty..  It was thought to be kind of intertaining to have a “gay friend” or a “gay relative”.  It wasn’t bad… you could say, “Not my thing, but whatever.”  And you were ok.  It seemed that they knew that what they were doing was wrong, but they didn’t care.  They felt like that’s just how they were and accept or don’t, they were who they chose to be. 

I wasn’t forced into sensitivity training for not agreeing with them, I wasn’t prosecuted for not paying attention to them.  I let them live, they let me live… no big deal.  It was toward the end of the Cold War and looking back, it seemed the country had bigger fish to fry.  We had to keep on our toes because the Russians seemed to have their hands in everything in direct opposition to what we did.  Our leadership was concerned with our place in the world and the protection of our people, our interests, and our borders. 

Then the wall came down and that started to change things in the world.  We watched on live TV as the protests Tiananmen Square took a serious turn.  We watched as Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait and our forces mobilized to protect our allies.  We learned a new term: “Shock and Awe” and as a collective, hung on every word a man named “Storm’n” Norman Schwarzkopf we could get.  We watched as we stomped across the desert and took Iraq within days.  Our military was unleashed to do what our military was built to do.   Then for some reason, we stopped just short of our goal.  We had an opportunity to finish the job right then and there and we hesitated.  For some of us, this left a hole in our collective psyche; That things were left unfinished.  We left this thorn to be dig into our sides and it did just that for years.

Soon after the first Iraqi war ended we were treated to a new Liberal.  This new liberal pandered to the disenfranchised and the ignorant youth of this country.  He was younger,, understood how the media worked and could even play the saxophone.  He was well versed, well-spoken and had a charismatic charm that could get any intern to drop their pants.  New technology was developing faster than we could adapt, there was more money than ever to go around and we bought stock in fake companies, and rode that dot-com bubble all the way to Y2K.  This new demographic of liberal… the pro-gay, politically correct, “you have to be tolerant” chatter hounds  had established a beach-head.  They started to become organized.  They had this newfangled internet thing that the current VP created (sarcasm) and could talk and chatter behind the scenes… they could pool their creative resources and gather their forces.  By targeting the youth back in the 90’s, the liberal agenda captured the demographic that is most technically savvy.  Mom and dad (at the time) knew how to use a computer… they plugged it in, hit a few keys and could make the VCR tell proper time… but for the most part, a computer to them was that thing their manager had to put their time in on or it was that stuff in the movies.  I remember the first time that my mother heard I was using this thing called the internet… and was talking to people in Sweden…  You would swear she was Dorothy seeing Oz for the first time. The concept boggled her mind.  I, being the kind of geek that I was, dove in head first to this new technology.   I have been in the IT industry for at least 20 years, watching all this.  

So as I was saying, I watched liberalism sweep my (Gen X) generation.  We were taught that “The Old Boy’s” club was evil, and that “The Man” was keeping my generation down.  I watched as we were attacked by peace loving Muslims, again and again, and our response being lobbing a few cruise missiles or drop a “smart” bomb or two.  We didn’t really show force other than killing a poor janitor or two in the middle of the night.  We were too busy rolling in the money we had by shifting our construction, manufacturing, and industry to other countries.   We had shifted most of that to China and Korea because labor was cheap.  We didn’t care.  We managed everything remotely and rolled in the money as a country.  Just as planned, my generation became the generation of excess.  We have too much time to play games, eat food, and philosophize.  We became a generation of whiners and consumers.  We no longer were a generation that produced anything.  Yeah we wrote the software that made the world go round.  We pumped up the internet.  We developed the web pages and the code that made people laugh and kept the nation distracted, but we sold our future to the Chinese because it was cheaper and easier than doing it ourselves.

We, as a country then had to face scandal.  We had to stare into the face of this media giant, who was beloved by my generation (Yes I was a liberal at the time too) and ask the question: “Did you in any way have sexual relations with that woman?”  We were floored by the scandal.  The media (who I felt still had some integrity left) latched onto this story and as the pieces fell on blue dresses, audio tapes and cigars… we got to understand a new process in our media… Infotainment.  The news, which was our life line to the truth, began to speculate.  They inserted “what ifs” as possible facts… and retooled the truth as they saw fit.  They re-branded the prosecutor in the case from a truth and justice seeker to the villain.  He, at least to the Gen-X-r’s that I was around, the bad guy… the Debbie downer…. The party killer.  He was after our beloved media giant.

Whoa…. Ok, I am going to call this part 1… and will write more later… maybe…  Honestly I have to go to the bathroom and can’t think straight.  More later. 

My heart today.

Wednesday, July 17th, 2013

I have been keeping up on the Zimmerman trial, the virdict that came out, the insuing riots and demonstrations… I look at the outing of the TWA Flight 800 coverup… all the scandals in Washington… even my own postings about The Atourney General – Eric Holder, and other random moments of me speaking out… 

I have to remind myself… God has a plan… 

God is in complete control.  

That being said, I've been listening to a surmon from Joel Osteen and it has really inspired me.

I thank God that He has me in the palm of His hand.I thank God that no weapon formed against me will ever prosper.

Hebrews 1:14 (NIV) – "Are not all angels ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation?"

I am going to stand in faith… The Lord has me… I will walk with Him… I will believe that He is my salvation… 

Hebrews 4:12 (NIV) – 12 For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

I am going to believe that God is protecting me… I am going to believe that God is helping me… 

Philippians 4:13 (NIV) – 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.


I stand in faith that I have your favor.

Psalm 5:12 (NIV) – Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous;
    you surround them with your favor as with a shield.


So I stand in that…. and I stand with what I feel the Lord is telling me.

Son, it's time to take the first steps.  Believe son, you can do it for I am with you.

Now what that means?  I'm not sure.  But I will pray into it… I have so many things I am looking at doing…  Do I spin a wheel?  Do I guess?  Well, If I pick the wrong thing of the things I am looking at… the first steps are small on all of them… I will be safe.

Lets rock!

Reflections and Ramen

Thursday, July 4th, 2013

I keep trying to write an intro that shows how I am not trying to sound so high and mighty.  So i just got hung up on how I shouldn't sound… Silly huh?


So here we go;


I am sitting here after a long On-Call week at work contemplating many things…  I am watching the Arab Spring become the Arab Summer.  I see our government riddled with mass corruption… I see a once great American culture, sucking the hind tit of a equally corrupt and spineless liberal media and being happily oblivious.  I feel that this is all too obvious, and there are people out there defending it… I am completely blown away. Lets face it, our POTUS is diligently working to dismantle this nation, and the liberal media is right on board the gravy train… Now I don't know if that's because they have been bullied into it… but I remember a time, not so long ago.. that our media ad "journalistic integrity".   It's a pathetic joke now… There are a few news agencies that try, but they are now targeted by our administration… 


So yeah… On this country's independence day, I am wishing that the Lord would come fix everything… 


So as I smell my ramen cooking in the kitchen, I contemplate where this world… this great nation of ours is going.  I ponder the meaning of life and my mind jumps around thinking about the future of our country, how good my ramen smells, the 2nd amendment, stockpiling food… aquaponics, and whether or not I can get through the next 90 minutes without getting a call from work….


I know that God has a plan.  I know that what is happening is supposed to happen… His ways are not our ways, and that I know… at the end of the day, Jesus has me in his arms.  The Father has me on His lap and I am snuggled in deep.  My hope, my faith, my trust… is all within You Lord.  I know that everything will be alright… and that God made ramen just for me.


Thank You Jesus.

The brand of “The Black Sage”

Thursday, April 18th, 2013

So, I have been talking to the wife about “changing the world”, I have asked in prayer about what I am supposed to be doing… I have again, just now asked the Lord what he wants me to do… I have had a feeling that something was coming.

Last week, I had a complete stranger end up with my business card. At first, when she called, I thought she was a recruiter.. Trying to get a summary of my skills for a job… As it turns out she was just a person in need of help.  I believe that God has made a divine appointment here.

So I help her by doing some data collection, and send some emails trying to assess her need, and state of her now defunct web-site.  It’s gone, all the info that she had in it is gone… It never went live because she said that it wasn’t in God’s timing.  So I give her all the information that I have and what I know…  The site’s dead, no backups were made..  Gone.

Fast forward to yesterday… My new friend calls me up to talk about options… so I offer to host the site, set up a blog for her to use and support her the best I can.  I am NO web developer.  I am NO coder.  I am just a guy with a hosting plan, server knowledge, and a base understanding of WordPress.  I lay it all out on the table for her… and she wants to go with me.  Heck, I’m free and I want her to be successful… I want this site to be successful… I am excited about this…

This could be how I help _directly_ change the world.. this could be how I _directly_ help others… this could be how I _directly_ spread the love of Christ to those who need it most.

So it got me back to thinking about “The Black Sage” brand.  Because I’m starting to realize that if you facebook, twitter, blog, email, communicate to the world as a name, and for me that is “The Black Sage” then you have a brand.  A bona fide  brand that you have to protect in some way.  You have to be consistent.  You have to project that to each media stream…

So then it comes down to this question:  Do I do this for His glory or mine?

That being said… I choose for His glory.  I choose to have an on-line presence that has scripture at it’s core.  I chose to have an on-line presence with Christ at the helm.

I make this declaration that Jesus is the Lord of my life.  I declare that my media streaming output will do it’s best to align with scripture.  If I fail at that, I declare to try and make it right if I am called on it.

So today I launch “The Black Sage” brand.  Today I do it for His glory, not mine.



Wednesday, March 20th, 2013

Apparently, I have an audience.

Well hello there!

Well hello there!

Not that I was trying to have an audience… but hey… I guess since it’s posted on the interwebs, it’s going to be viewed by SOMEONE… I should have known better.  With the throngs of groupies that I have already… someone was bound to read the blog I really haven’t posted to in almost a year.

Why have I moved here you asked?

It’s simple.  If I go off on a rant on FacePage, at least 400+ people (or whatever my friend count it) will see it.  Some of them are co-workers, some of them are former co-workers, a lot of them are people I went to high school with that just clicked on my name because they remembered it.  Heck, I even have friends like that.  The point is… Few people on FacePage are invested in me.  I use this as my personal journal of things I want to go back and look at.  I guess I could use my livejournal account.. That goes back to… 2002 I think?  That’s very much BC…. That’s fun just trying to remember how that went…  I went back and looked at some of those posts… I swear I was insane when I posted them…. Looking at that time in my life, I had to have been.  No blog wars, no friend drama, no ex-wife drama, no real kid drama, no financial drama, no work drama…

Holy Crap… God, what have you done?  I just realized that MY drama has dropped to next to nothing.  The people I choose to surround myself with… don’t come with drama…  They come with wine and cheese, hugs, stability, honesty, and a desire to lift up those around them.  That’s not commentary against anyone… that is commentary FOR some friends.

4 of the 5... We miss you Cheesecake.

4 of the 5… We miss you Cheesecake.

Thank you God.



Wow… You speak fluent Spanglish?

Tuesday, March 19th, 2013

I had no idea how to title this one.  So many things to talk about.  Its a bit hard to narrow it down to something simple.

Lets start with my overnight… So after going to bed at 1 AM, I woke up some time in the middle of the night feeling like I was suffocating… Which usually means that the holes in my mask are covered… (I.e. The exhaust holes in my Bi-pap mask) They weren’t I just felt that I couldn’t catch my breath… then I realized that my Bi-Pap wasn’t acting right.  I fiddled with it for a little bit and realized that it was jacked.  It was barely pushing air and the inhale and the exhale were the same weak pressure.  Well crap… So I reached under my bed and grabbed what I call the “Travel” bipap and hooked it up.  I thought my head was going to pop… the pressure just seemed so high… but in actuality it was where it was supposed to be.  Wow… So today, though I am tired, I feel like my brain actually works.  I can form a clear thought .. which would explain why I have been so run down for the past month.  I haven’t been sleeping well AT ALL and have wondered several things…  So yeah…

Then today I get a text from a friend about something I said… I felt bad.. I wasn’t trying to start anything… aaaaaaaaaand that’s almost all I have on the subject… other than I hope that my Bi-Pap being messed up explains my dreams over the past month….   I really hope it does.  There’s more that I worry about because of it… but I will have to discuss with a friend of mine.

Also, since I changed my theme….. as the last one broke when WP upgraded… I lost all my counters… so I had to install a new one.  That’s done…

Currently running a post-lunch headache…. and Ibuprofen has been had.

So, to end on a high note… Last night, I got home from work, I grabbed my Beansie and took her out to dinner.  1 mini-cheese pizza and a doughnut… She’s high maintenance… let me tell ya!  🙂  I love my Beans… I got her home and Granny whisked her away for a sleep over… But not after Mommy and Daddy got one more round of happy birthday in…