Gender: male Date of Birth: April 18, 1943 Member Since: July 07, 2005 Last Signed In: August 27, 2007 Profile Views: 61 Blog Views: 695 HEY, THIS MIGHT BE THE CAT'S MEOW 5 YEAR OLD SHOT BY COP EMAIL FROM LEON HALE; MTN BOOMERS A "BETTER THAN "WHAT?" CAKE HOT WEATHER HELP SHOULD THEY MANIPULATE HURRICANES? WHERE DO THE LIDS GO? HERE'S ONE FOR PILOT SHOULD CHATTY TODDLER AND MOM BE BOOTED OFF PLANE? RECEIPTS FROM THIS MOVIE TO HELP WILDLIFE July 05 August 05 September 05 October 05 November 05 December 05 January 06 February 06 March 06 April 06 May 06 June 06 July 06 August 06 September 06 October 06 November 06 December 06 January 07 February 07 March 07 April 07 May 07 June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 
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MIKE HILLER, COUNTY AGENT for Jackson County found the answer. This is a CREEPING FIG, in the Mulberry family.http://www.hear.org/starr/h... target='_blank'>HERE
For more go http://www.burkesbackyard.c... target='_blank'>HERE Description: A vigorous, climbing fig that attaches itself to surfaces by means of aerial roots. It has crinkly, heart-shaped juvenile leaves on a tracery of fine stems which adhere closely to its support. When the plant matures it starts to produce large, leathery adult foliage on horizontal, woody branches. Mature plants also produce yellowish-green, inedible figs. Best climate: All areas of Australia except for Hobart, the mountains and inland zones (creeping fig is an environmental weed in NSW). Good points: * attractive juvenile foliage * fast growing * shade tolerant * tough * low maintenance Uses: * quick cover for ugly, masonry walls * good ground cover for large areas * good for softening industrial landscapes * useful for creating quick 'topiary' Downside: * very aggressive grower once established * very high maintenance if grown on buildings - will dislodge roof tiles, damage wooden structures and attempt to cover everything in a curtain of green Care: Creeping fig is very hardy and drought tolerant once established. Prune to control rampant growth and to remove horizontal branches which stand out from the support and produce unattractive adult foliage. Getting started: Creeping fig is readily available at nurseries, but it is very easy to propagate by cuttings or layers (it forms roots wherever a branch touches the ground). NEW PIX: This first is a better shot from before.  The second shows the fresh one and a dryer one cut open. We still have no idea what they are.  Here are pix to answer for previous mystery pix. #1> CEDAR APPLE RUST GALL on eastern red cedar twig  #2. Cedar-apple rust horns on juniper  #3. Cedar-apple rust lesions on apple leaf  In the spring, orange jelly-like horns arise from gray to brown colored fungal galls on the branches of infected cedars and junipers (Fig. 1). These horns produce wind blown spores, which infect apple and/or crabapple trees up to three miles away. Symptoms on apple and crabapple initially appear on the upper leaf surface as small yellow spots, which later enlarge and turn orange (Fig. 2). The fungus then grows through the leaf, causing yellow-brown lesions to appear on the underside of the leaf. In late summer, these lesions form small, horn-like structures, containing rust-colored spores which are wind blown to susceptible cedars and junipers. There they start new infections. The following spring, small greenish-brown swellings form on the branches of cedars and junipers. These swellings may enlarge up to two inches in diameter over the summer. The following spring, these galls produce orange gelatinous horns and spores, beginning a new infection cycle. Dead galls on cedar and juniper may remain attached for a year or more. For more go http://www.extension.umn.ed... target='_blank'>HERE
Some of you may have heard the expression, "Even a BLIND hog finds an acorn every once in a while." Rusty didn't find an acorn but something much better. Miss Billye (Mrs.) Taylor gave him a copy of Mr. Taylor's fine book, BACKTRACKING, about his hunting starting in Jackson County at age 11. Most of the chapters were about the fox/wolf/coon and rabbit hounds and their owners he's hunted with over much of south Texas. The one drawback about the book so far is it's so hard to put down once you start reading it. It's cost Rusty some much needed shuteye the last few nights. In fact, he got out of bed a couple nights because "he just couldn't get to sleep". More about this later.
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October 29, 2006 - Posted at 6:27 am Whoops I meant did you REMEMBER to set your clocks back. This daylight saving time farce tends to mess with one's mind. While we're on the subject, what do you think of daylight saving time? Is it needed anymore? Should we go way of Arizona and forget the whole mess? HEY FOLKS, how do YOU feel about daylight savings time? Check these against previous pix. #1 
#2  #3  #4 Whopper oranges  #5. These looked like straight sided little green hand gernades when picked up under a live oak tree. Any guesses? We don't know. No, they're not mulberries. 
Watch this carefully for information on new outdoor books available to our readers. We have to work out details before we post each one. The first we'll draw for will be an autographed copy of The Sierra Club sponsored BIRDING BABYLON written by Jonathan Trouren-Trend, a member of the medical corps while stationed in Iraq. There are no pictures but Rusty may be able to email some of his digital pix captured from a powerpoint presentation. Send your name and this book name to enter the drawing via the comment feature on this blog. Deadline is midnight Saturday November 11. Check www.sierraclub.org/books for more information.
 ******** Hearing "HEY RANGER!" sometimes makes even veteran National Park Rangers cringe. After 30 years of answering to that call, Jim Burnett gives 34 chapters of the antics observed and questions he heard from the public through the years. HEY RANGER! will keep you in stitches at times and in suspense at others. One example came from a little old lady contemplating taking the jackass express to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back. She queried, "Young man, is there a dining car in that mule train?" One spring word circulated around the East Glacier National Park Ranger Station that a poacher had wounded a grizzley bear. Many of the 300 residents the little town were leary enough they began driving, forget walking, to the two little grocery stores. All trash and garbage was deposited in "bear proof" metal boxes with very heavy lids. One mild night ranger Jim was ready for his shower when Miss Velma asked, "Honey, would you take out the trash tonight?" Slipping into only his tennies and jeans he grabbed the sack and headed to the trash bin a couple blocks away. Jim put it something like this, "The trick to making deposits was to push that lid up with both hands then reach down with one and grab the package. Just as I lifted the bag a sixth sense told me that I wasn't alone when a breath of hot air hit me in the middle of the bare back. As tall as I am, my companion couldn't possibly be Rocky the Raccoon. With both of my hands raised like in, "I Surrender" there were few options available to me. Maybe with my hands that high and hollering real loud maybe I could convince that critter I was bigger and meaner than he was." For more information check www.heyranger.com. Rusty asked for a "not able to be sold at full retail", but fully readable, copy of Hey Ranger! for a drawing prize. Free samples will really eat into an author's income. To enter, give us the name of this book and your name via the comments feature on this blog. Deadline is midnight Saturday November 11. Good luck. For more info gohere 
HELP RUSTY REMEMBER: It seems there was a family TV show which started before Father Knows Best. The only name I remember was the younger sister, the tomboy who was usually involved in something, was Jackie. It seems she had freckles and pigtails.
It probably was aired on Saturday nights before Your Hit Parade. **** Rusty's bib overalls were none too loose fitting. Yesterday, during our walk our eyes were bigger than Rusty's pockets. We picked up so many pecans beside the street the pockets were bulging out to the sides resulting in the look of a fully loaded pack mule. The thought came to mind, "Maybe we ought to call The Lost Rider, Herman Willy Brune, to come throw a diamond hitch on this load." **** A friend asked Rusty today, "Have you ever tried putting your wet pecans in the clothes dryer to dry them out?" No, but it's worth a try. We'd have to tie them in a pillow case and then in another to keep the racket down. **** Over at Action Oilfield Supply in Ganado the other day a customer was relating a recent motorcycle ride to Tim Pair. "How far did you go? Didja make the whole circle like you wanted to?" "No, before I got to Port Lavaca I ran into a big swarm of butterflies and decided it wasn't worth it to keep goin' so turned around and went home." Rusty quipped, "Did you have any trouble gettin' 'em all off your teeth?" "No I just went to the car wash and took my teeth out and washed 'em off." ***** CAN ANYONE I.D. THIS FLOWER? THANKS 
THE NERVE OF SOME PEOPLE. THEY PARK IN YOUR DRIVEWAY and send one kid to our house and the other to the house across our common driveway. Rusty was piled up in bed (because two people in our house like totally different TV programs so if Rusty dozes off, no big deal right?) Mrs. Rusty was talking but not loudly enough to be heard clearly. She could have been talking to Dorothy (the name our grandson calls every goldfish we buy him when he comes). All of a sudden a cute little brown head with black hair peeked around the doorway, "Whatcha doing?" "Lying here on my big butt. What're you doing?" "I'm selling candy." That snaggle toothed grin said she'd had too much candy already. After pulling the covers up to about the neck level, it took no prodding to get a big hug from one of our "Mexihemian" grandkids. When Mrs. Rusty gave Jambalya the money and the order blank she skipped out to get in the red van. Maybe her momma was too FRAZZLED to get out and be sociable. If Joshua was screaming for his plug keeping him in the car was a good thing. Some people's kids.
CAN YOU GUESS WHAT MYSTERY PIC #1 IS?  We used to hear someone ask, "Do you know what really burns my butt? A flame about waist high." That's the way I feel when a blog will have lots of words packed into it just to have something ZAP the whole thing and it disappears.That just happened to prompt many UNSunday School Words to smoke up this place. WHAT IS MYSTERY PHOTO #2?  THE ATTACK OF THE SWAMP MONSTER should be the Amblin' Abe column in this Sunday's sports section. Without giving too much away, let's just say that there wasn't a drop of coffee left in Rusty's body that night after that thing exploded from the water right in front of him. We used to hear someone say, "DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S WET AND WILD? An old man with a stuck zipper." Rusty learned a new version of that one this week. Now the answer is, "An old man with a pecan wedged under the bathroom door." Mrs. Rusty spread out two large throw rugs on the utility room floor to dry out wet pecans. With the pecans taking up most of the space between the washing maching and the biffy door it takes some fancy foot work just to navigate to the back door.One of those suckers just fit under the door and Rusty was not counting on any delays. WHAT IS MYSTERY SHOT #3?  A CEDAR LIMB JUST MISSED MRS. RUSTY this week. It landed in her tracks just seconds after her pecan bucket got full. It was thick enough both my hands couldn't reach around it. WHAT IS MYSTERY SHOT #4  IT'S TOUGH ENOUGH PICKING UP PECANS GIVING RIDES TO "HIGHER GROUND" seeking fire ants without dodging cedar limbs too. The humidity was so high we couldn't see through our glasses. You'd done been VIOLATED before you knew the the ants were on you. mystery pic #5  WE'RE THANKFUL FOR THE BOUNTIFUL PECAN CROP THIS YEAR. It's been awhile since we've had very many. We were picking them up in a very thick bunch of them when Mrs. Rusty wanted to go take a bath. She reported, "I'll just have to shut my eyes and head to the house. If I stop to pick up everyone I see my program will be half over. The first thing we see when we close our eyes at night will be pecans." MYSTERY PIC 
It's easier for me to crawl around on my hands and knees than to bend at the waist like she does. She's started, during nice weather, taking a day off and just cracking and picking out the meats. For some reason, she gets rather sore. She's probably picked up over a hundred pounds already this year. A couple more days without rain may let the big ditch in front of our place dry up. The sides are too steep to navigate now. The hip boots will probably be used to allow me to walk in the ditch and pick up the pecans left at the high water marks in tangles of debris. That must be what it feels like to raid squirrel caches. People who pickup serious pocket change do that when collecting pine cones to be sold to forest nurseries. Surely, that happens when the Native Americans gather pinon (pinyon) pine nuts to be sold for people food out in New Mexico and Arizona. It sure is rude when you have a mouth full of roasted pine nuts and bite into a funky one like biting into a bitter sunflower seed. WHO ARE YOU PICKING TO WIN THE WORLD SERIES? WILL ALL THIS REST GIVE THE TIGERS A BIG ADVANTAGE? or, will the wave of momentum that the Cards are riding carry them on through it all? OKAY, HERE'S THE CARMEL PECAN PIE RECIPE. Melt 1/4 C of water; 1/4 C butter and 30 UNWRAPPED (seriously, some people forget)KRAFT CARMELS together (A large microwave measuring cup works at our house) and let cool. Heat a nine inch pie crust at 325* 6 to 8 minutes. Let it cool. Mix together two eggs; 3/4 C sugar; vanilla to suit; and a dash of salt. MIX CARMEL MIXTURE with EGG MIXTURE. At our house 1-1/4 to 1-1/2 C chopped pecans are dumped on the crust before all the filling goes in. Bake the pie at 325* for ten minutes and then at 350* for 20-25 minutes until set. Don't put ice cream or cool whip on it until AFTER you take it out of the oven. Let us know how you like it.
SINCE THERE SEEMS TO BE NO MORE INTEREST I DON'T THINK WE SHOULD TIE UP THE BLOG SITE WITH THIS PAST OCTOBER 31ST. ANY QUESTIONS OR COMMENTS? THANKS
October 7, 2006 - Posted at 3:39 pm CONTEST FOR FREE MAPTECH US BOATING CHARTS——OFFSHORE BOATERS here’s a chance at winning a free MAPTECH DVD of US Boating Charts for the entire shoreline of the US, the Great Lakes, and major rivers. Offshore Navigator Lite GPS Software is included. Some 3,000 nautical charts are available. You can run all this on your PC or use it on your boat computer. The chart for this area squares up from nearly Sabine Pass south to the imaginary intersection with an eastward line from south of the Rio Grande. RULES: #1. Use this link http://www.maptech.com/ #2. Go to PRESS on the home page, #3. Go to the block on MARINE DIGITAL NAVIGATION, #4. Click on US Boating Charts. Read the data provided. #5. Send Rusty, in 500 words or less, via the CONTACT RUSTY button on this blog, how you would use the GPS and chart software if you had it. #6. CHANGE OF PLANS Deadline for submitting is NOW midnight on TUESDAY OCTOBER 31. Our reader BILLY won the DVD back in the summer. We may award two prizes. 
Mary Ann and Rusty are often Vicad Discussion Forum antagonists on certain points such as what Loon posted about a week ago "There's Too D***** Many People." Hopefully she won't need a bigger sized hat if Rusty agrees with her for a change. She sent us this:
"If you're spiritually alive, you're going to love this! If you're spiritually dead, you won't want to read it. If you're spiritually curious, there is still hope! "Why Go To Church? "A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. "I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all." "This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher: "I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals But I do know this.. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!" When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment! "All right, now that you're done reading, send it on! I think everyone should read this! "When Satan is knocking at your door, simply say, "Jesus, could you get that for me?"" ****** Readers: What is your reaction to this?
Seeing Loon picture "No, I'm the one on the Right" brought this to mind.
Do you know what your family crest is and what it means? After much research, my brother made some miniatures. They were shields having a gray background with three hogs heads and maybe some chevrons. When my irreverent wife saw one she remarked, "That's about right, y'all are a bunch of pigs." Some endorsement, huh? Do you think that was a nice thing to say?
Back before cell phones, the Internet and all that jazz, what was the most used electrical appliance, besides maybe a portable record player,in your dorm room? This was especially true in the 1960s.
NOPE, not the typewriter for many. Good guess. Maybe my thoughts were for the poorer students. NOPE, NOT A LIGHT EITHER. Although I'd guess the article was origionally planned for occasional use, it may have been used up to four times a day by someone not having a meal card at a cafeteria.
Rusty finally figured out that he'd been hooking the switch wire on the riding mower on the wrong post. When he finally smartened up the mower ran just fine. In order to move some sawhorses from out of the yard to the barn he stacked two on the motor cowling. When he tried to stop the critter kept going at full throttle. "Stop. You.....!!!|" That didn't help either. With the fence rapidly getting larger Rusty slapped the top horse over to one side. That got the leg off the throttle pedal. Whewiee... wipe the brow.
CONTEST FOR FREE MAPTECH US BOATING CHARTS——OFFSHORE BOATERS here’s a chance at winning a free MAPTECH DVD of US Boating Charts for the entire shoreline of the US, the Great Lakes, and major rivers. Offshore Navigator Lite GPS Software is included. Some 3,000 nautical charts are available. You can run all this on your PC or use it on your boat computer. The chart for this area squares up from nearly Sabine Pass south to the imaginary intersection with an eastward line from south of the Rio Grande.
RULES: #1. Use this link http://www.maptech.com/ #2. Go to PRESS on the home page, #3. Go to the block on MARINE DIGITAL NAVIGATION, #4. Click on US Boating Charts. Read the data provided. #5. Send Rusty, in 500 words or less, via the CONTACT RUSTY button on this blog, how you would use the GPS and chart software if you had it. #6. Deadline for submitting is midnight on Saturday night November 25, 2006 Our reader BILLY won the DVD back in the summer. We may award two prizes. 
OK, WHAT DO YOU THINK THE SCORE OF THE LONGHORNS VS. SOONERS GAME WILL BE: AT HALFTIME? AT THE END?
Mrs. Rusty's cousin's husband tells tales about an area in northeast Texas called sugar hill. A little country store there might get in a semi load of "supplies" and it would be all sugar.
The feds in that area would fly that area to see which women had their clothes lines full of sugar sacks. Does anyone need to guess why?
Had to leave the family vehicle at the end of the gravel road and rode the rest of the way to grandma's house in a wagon pulled by a team of mules because the road was too slick?
Had to pick sand burrs(spurs), cuckle (cockle)burrs or goatheads (Texas tacks) out of your shoes, socks or body parts? Saw a castor bean? Had to take castor oil? Had a real buckeye or rabbit's foot to carry around for good luck? Spit on your hook to make the fish bite? Seined crawdads, perch, minnows, little carp for fish bait? Set out and /or ran a trotline? A jug line? Limb lines? Let a bottle of water and wheat/ corn/ barley/ or maize sit around a few days to work (sour) before you tied it in the water to make the fish bite? Which GRAIN works best for you? You use rabbit pellets (the feed kind) thrown in the water to attract fish? You made and/or helped bottle home brew? Saw a capper and a box of bottle caps for sale? Ran a trap line, skinned critters and sold the pelts?
The riding mower would click but wouldn't start so a new solenoid was installed. Then it wouldn't even click. Instead of buying a regular starter button at the parts house, Rusty grabbed a 15 amp toggle switch when at Wally World and a #14 roll of insulated wire. Back at home he mounted the switch on the motor cover and doubled the #14. The mower started ONE time and not again. Figuring the switch was kaput he found out where the term "hot wire" came from when he nearly blistered his fingers.
From being victims of three auto windows knocked out, presumedly from neighbors mowing, Rusty asked the neighbor to move his car, "Because I don't want to break any of your windows." The mower discharge is on the right side of the deck. Thinking everything was safe enough, Rusty ran across a few clumps of grass on the driveway a few yards behind Mrs. Rusty's van. Those durned rocks came out the LEFT side, right, you guessed it, through the back glass of that van. Surely, none of you ever did anything so dumb.
BIG OOPS, ZAPPED WHAT WAS ON HERE. REV 1: How long has it been since you "made milk" by measuring the powder and water into a shaker/pitcher? Once it was ALL SHOOK UP you put it in the fridge to get it as cold as you could before drinking it. One product we used way back there was called Sanalac. It came with a plastic shaker with water and powder markings on the side. The colder it was the easier to drink it. The kids' mama mixed up a small amount to carry us over until we could get to the store over the weekend. Even the one percent tasted pretty good after that.
As soon as we had three gallons of hummingbird nectar made the little rascals left. Rusty was telling about his depression sessions being cut back from four to three a week. I've apparently zapped the original blog here along with the comments. david said he thought it was weird putting that out in public. Since Rusty's always been weird nothing lost, huh? How many people do you think have been helped since the stigma surrounding mental health issues has been erased to a great degree?
OK, WHAT DO YOU THINK THE SCORE OF THE LONGHORNS VS. SOONERS GAME WILL BE: AT HALFTIME? AT THE END?
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