The offending Nib...
The first and only complete appearance of Taylor, my orange tailored shirt.
Now here is a good guy, Michael Louis Gumbs. Who would ever know that I was going to be hit by a car the next day.
I have a hard time dealing with others
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Coming of Orange Shirt
The offending Nib...
The first and only complete appearance of Taylor, my orange tailored shirt.
Now here is a good guy, Michael Louis Gumbs. Who would ever know that I was going to be hit by a car the next day.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Elevator of a P-40 Warhawk
My wife rejoined me after her brief trip to Paris. I was in the tall grass field behind my house flying my scale P-40 when I heard the clap of a heavy exterior door shut. I slowly gazed up as I was focused on using my drill to spin up the prop
and there stood my wife in all white. She blew me a kiss and started marching across the yard to the field in which I stood standing alone with my P-40 Warhawk. There I was, caught between my P-40 whom I had spent many dear hours with during Kelly's time away in France and Kelly, my wife that repeatedly leaves me while she travels abroad.Oh, wait...that was over 7 years ago. The other day when she had all white on she was just running up to the store.
The past is such a glorious period that I long for only to find my mind tricks me into thinking it is the present. Sounds like Kim Jong-Il. My mind lies to me and keeps me safe from the world around me.
I will wear blue jeans today to symbolize freedom and take my camera with me in the event a Bald Eagle lands on my shoulder. He will lick the tear that falls from my eye as I reflect on how amazing this country was before the hippies ruined it in the 60s.
Emmett Wendell Perkins as a young man in San Antonio Texas 1920s.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
My Little Fountain Pen Hospital
Similar to 2009 I intend on recording my thoughts in an open environment format. Hopefully this will allow me to network with future power brokers as well as distance myself with those that disagree with my ways.
I had a chance to play with some of my pens today. In this photo you can see my new favorite (second from the left.)
1948 Esterbrook Double Jewel J Series lever fill fountain pen with a 1550 fine nib. It is the second Estie in my collection. Second from the right is my Relief 66, another model made in England during the late 40s. Relief 66, was named so due to it's price: Six and a half shillings, or 6 shillings and 6 pence.
Back to my Double Jewel. This pen has a beautiful Copper color that reflects both the lightest and darkest shades throughout the spectrum. It's slender size fits nicely in my hand and the weight is perfect for such a fine writing instrument, light for hours of fatigue free expression, but still heavy enough to remind the user that there is more to the connection from thought to paper than a mere pen.
My future posts should be hand written and then scanned in. I am destroying all that my fore fathers fought for by using spell check. Where is the critical thinking when you do not have to start off with proper spelling of things?
I see North Korea every day in our education system. Like Kim Jong-Il the state had taken the role of Great Leader and wants to keep it's pupils ignorant. Computers are leading the way. They have contributed to making life so easy that people are not required to think. It's like driving, cars got so easy to operate that now people have to text or focus on their phones for other reasons just to make it some what of a challenge again. It's not enough to steer with you knee anymore.
Goals for 2011: Get rehabilitated to ride again and dump gold like a bad habit, when you see commercials to invest it's already too late for you to buy.
I had a chance to play with some of my pens today. In this photo you can see my new favorite (second from the left.)
1948 Esterbrook Double Jewel J Series lever fill fountain pen with a 1550 fine nib. It is the second Estie in my collection. Second from the right is my Relief 66, another model made in England during the late 40s. Relief 66, was named so due to it's price: Six and a half shillings, or 6 shillings and 6 pence.
Back to my Double Jewel. This pen has a beautiful Copper color that reflects both the lightest and darkest shades throughout the spectrum. It's slender size fits nicely in my hand and the weight is perfect for such a fine writing instrument, light for hours of fatigue free expression, but still heavy enough to remind the user that there is more to the connection from thought to paper than a mere pen.
My future posts should be hand written and then scanned in. I am destroying all that my fore fathers fought for by using spell check. Where is the critical thinking when you do not have to start off with proper spelling of things?
I see North Korea every day in our education system. Like Kim Jong-Il the state had taken the role of Great Leader and wants to keep it's pupils ignorant. Computers are leading the way. They have contributed to making life so easy that people are not required to think. It's like driving, cars got so easy to operate that now people have to text or focus on their phones for other reasons just to make it some what of a challenge again. It's not enough to steer with you knee anymore.
Goals for 2011: Get rehabilitated to ride again and dump gold like a bad habit, when you see commercials to invest it's already too late for you to buy.
Friday, October 16, 2009
My week of frustration is coming to a close. The DOW is +10,000 and jobless is still at 9.8%. I am not retiring soon and have a job, so these are pointless factors to me.
I am looking forward to seeing my two nieces and one nephew this weekend. I love children. It's their state of mind that I adore so much. They have yet to be polluted with opinions that are irrelevant to their day to day life. The best part is that there is little, if any, ego. Just a sweet loving personality.
I wonder at what point in life that disappears? Seems as some people age they like to be seen, heard and held to a higher standard than their peers. It's just like the bags you find on a woman's shoulder. Some wear a purse that compliments their attire, others have large logos defining their ability to fork over $$$. Funny thing is that for every upper class woman sporting the real bag, there are 10x as many poorer ones donning the faux. In the end they all are fake unless proven otherwise. There $500 spent only purchased them a slight chance of being seen as wealthy. Poor investment if you ask me.
What about the person that runs there mouth dropping names? Lets not forget the possibility of children evolving into that person. These types are not as common but when one is around you will definitely hear them. When I hear them , I take a moment to pray that for whatever void they have in life it gets filled and soon, as well as take the sinner route and JUDGE them. How fun it is to sin. Makes the times you don't sin even more precious.
Ultimately for our future generations the best bet is that experience prevails as a lesson to them, not an excuse, for they type of person they become. Too many acknowledge their faults only to follow up with as to why they are like that. If I know something of a negative fashion is occurring due to a sequence of events, I go back and fix it. If i cant fix it, I find a new path.
As for the bike.
I am in a rut when it comes to cycling, not just cycling, but road racing. I had a less complicated life, void of excess drama, decisions that never had a good outcome and the ultimatums that always left a companion high and dry. Since the day I thought I needed more I have taken a huge step back and realized that I need less and less is what i will have. Less worries, obligations, wasted money and the not so good, less friends. Oh well, the good ol mountain bike will always open new doors to more down to earth people.
Today I pray for the OU fans, whose team sucks, that they can find peace and not excuse for the times their team fails. Amen.
I am looking forward to seeing my two nieces and one nephew this weekend. I love children. It's their state of mind that I adore so much. They have yet to be polluted with opinions that are irrelevant to their day to day life. The best part is that there is little, if any, ego. Just a sweet loving personality.
I wonder at what point in life that disappears? Seems as some people age they like to be seen, heard and held to a higher standard than their peers. It's just like the bags you find on a woman's shoulder. Some wear a purse that compliments their attire, others have large logos defining their ability to fork over $$$. Funny thing is that for every upper class woman sporting the real bag, there are 10x as many poorer ones donning the faux. In the end they all are fake unless proven otherwise. There $500 spent only purchased them a slight chance of being seen as wealthy. Poor investment if you ask me.
What about the person that runs there mouth dropping names? Lets not forget the possibility of children evolving into that person. These types are not as common but when one is around you will definitely hear them. When I hear them , I take a moment to pray that for whatever void they have in life it gets filled and soon, as well as take the sinner route and JUDGE them. How fun it is to sin. Makes the times you don't sin even more precious.
Ultimately for our future generations the best bet is that experience prevails as a lesson to them, not an excuse, for they type of person they become. Too many acknowledge their faults only to follow up with as to why they are like that. If I know something of a negative fashion is occurring due to a sequence of events, I go back and fix it. If i cant fix it, I find a new path.
As for the bike.
I am in a rut when it comes to cycling, not just cycling, but road racing. I had a less complicated life, void of excess drama, decisions that never had a good outcome and the ultimatums that always left a companion high and dry. Since the day I thought I needed more I have taken a huge step back and realized that I need less and less is what i will have. Less worries, obligations, wasted money and the not so good, less friends. Oh well, the good ol mountain bike will always open new doors to more down to earth people.
Today I pray for the OU fans, whose team sucks, that they can find peace and not excuse for the times their team fails. Amen.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Al Sharpton is not a racist
Here is some insight to "Change." This is a tidbit of the history of racism in the U.S. What most will find after reading this as an injustice is how our President is ignoring one race in favor of another and neither one involved is white.
The USDA delayed loans for farmers until so late in the season the farmers were not able to produce a crop worthy of creating enough money to repay the loan. After several years of this the government would foreclose on the farms. These farmers that received the appealed, then late loans were of the non- white race.
In 1997, then-Agriculture Secretary Dan Glickman testified before Congress and conceded a long history of discrimination in the loan program. He talked about "good people who lost their family land, not because of a bad crop, not because of a flood, but because of the color of their skin."
"[Agriculture] Secretary [Tom] Vilsack often talks about how the department is known in some quarters as 'The Last Plantation.' That's a reputation that's unfortunate and one we intend to fix," says Justin Dejong, Vilsack's spokesman. "By empowering the Office of Civil Rights at the USDA, Secretary Vilsack is laying the foundation for people to be treated better in the future."
Soon after President Reagan took office in the early 1980s, the USDA's civil rights division was quietly dismantled. Nevertheless, the agency continued to tell farmers that if they felt they weren't getting loans because of their color or gender, they should file a complaint. But for the next 14 years, those complaints were put into an empty government office and never investigated. By the 1990s, black farmers filed a lawsuit — Pigford v. Glickman. Because the USDA failed to investigate years of discrimination complaints, U.S. District Judge Paul Friedman certified the black farmers' case as a class action. And with that ruling, rather than risk a trial, the federal government settled with 15,000 black farmers for $1 billion.
The next year, Hispanic farmers filed their lawsuit. And although their discrimination complaints had been thrown into the same empty USDA office, the judge in their case decided the Hispanic farmers would not be allowed to sue as a class.
The federal government has opposed them in court for the past nine years. Matthew Miller, spokesman for the Justice Department, is forthright about the government's reasoning.
"Unlike in the Pigford case, the court has rejected the plaintiff's request for class certification," he says. "Which means their claims will all be litigated on an individual basis. Because of that, because of the judge's ruling, we will not be able to negotiate a class wide settlement."
It's the same response from the USDA. The government is open to settling individual claims on a case-by-case basis, but unlike the black farmers, there will be no settlement as a group for Hispanics. This response — that it's not the principle of the thing but the legal ruling that matters most — outrages the Hispanic farmers. What's made them even more furious is that within months after taking office, President Obama decided that the $1 billion the government has already given to the black farmers is insufficient, and he's requesting an additional $1.25 billion for them.
It's been a bitter disappointment to the Hispanic farmers who fought the Bush Justice Department for eight years. They thought it was going be different after Obama was elected.
"It makes no sense legally, morally or even politically to treat these farmers the way they have thus far been treated," says Stephen Hill, lead counsel for the Hispanic farmers. "The claims are exactly the same as the claims as the black farmers, and they're entitled to the same recompense for their injuries."
If the media is going to consider town hall participants that oppose the current administration as racists, then who would this indict?
I am not happy with most of what goes on in the world.
I am happy with my work, wife, family, home and the activites that I pursue in order to remain in a level state of conscience. Racism is all around and if you dont participate then you have done all you can do to stop it, everything else only throws gas on the oppositions fire.
I pray tonight for the people on The Biggest Loser as well as everyone that is battling the war over weight control. Amen.
The USDA delayed loans for farmers until so late in the season the farmers were not able to produce a crop worthy of creating enough money to repay the loan. After several years of this the government would foreclose on the farms. These farmers that received the appealed, then late loans were of the non- white race.
In 1997, then-Agriculture Secretary Dan Glickman testified before Congress and conceded a long history of discrimination in the loan program. He talked about "good people who lost their family land, not because of a bad crop, not because of a flood, but because of the color of their skin."
"[Agriculture] Secretary [Tom] Vilsack often talks about how the department is known in some quarters as 'The Last Plantation.' That's a reputation that's unfortunate and one we intend to fix," says Justin Dejong, Vilsack's spokesman. "By empowering the Office of Civil Rights at the USDA, Secretary Vilsack is laying the foundation for people to be treated better in the future."
Soon after President Reagan took office in the early 1980s, the USDA's civil rights division was quietly dismantled. Nevertheless, the agency continued to tell farmers that if they felt they weren't getting loans because of their color or gender, they should file a complaint. But for the next 14 years, those complaints were put into an empty government office and never investigated. By the 1990s, black farmers filed a lawsuit — Pigford v. Glickman. Because the USDA failed to investigate years of discrimination complaints, U.S. District Judge Paul Friedman certified the black farmers' case as a class action. And with that ruling, rather than risk a trial, the federal government settled with 15,000 black farmers for $1 billion.
The next year, Hispanic farmers filed their lawsuit. And although their discrimination complaints had been thrown into the same empty USDA office, the judge in their case decided the Hispanic farmers would not be allowed to sue as a class.
The federal government has opposed them in court for the past nine years. Matthew Miller, spokesman for the Justice Department, is forthright about the government's reasoning.
"Unlike in the Pigford case, the court has rejected the plaintiff's request for class certification," he says. "Which means their claims will all be litigated on an individual basis. Because of that, because of the judge's ruling, we will not be able to negotiate a class wide settlement."
It's the same response from the USDA. The government is open to settling individual claims on a case-by-case basis, but unlike the black farmers, there will be no settlement as a group for Hispanics. This response — that it's not the principle of the thing but the legal ruling that matters most — outrages the Hispanic farmers. What's made them even more furious is that within months after taking office, President Obama decided that the $1 billion the government has already given to the black farmers is insufficient, and he's requesting an additional $1.25 billion for them.
It's been a bitter disappointment to the Hispanic farmers who fought the Bush Justice Department for eight years. They thought it was going be different after Obama was elected.
"It makes no sense legally, morally or even politically to treat these farmers the way they have thus far been treated," says Stephen Hill, lead counsel for the Hispanic farmers. "The claims are exactly the same as the claims as the black farmers, and they're entitled to the same recompense for their injuries."
If the media is going to consider town hall participants that oppose the current administration as racists, then who would this indict?
I am not happy with most of what goes on in the world.
I am happy with my work, wife, family, home and the activites that I pursue in order to remain in a level state of conscience. Racism is all around and if you dont participate then you have done all you can do to stop it, everything else only throws gas on the oppositions fire.
I pray tonight for the people on The Biggest Loser as well as everyone that is battling the war over weight control. Amen.
Friday, October 9, 2009
SOMETHING TO BLOG ABOUT
2006, AL GORE IS SCARING THE HELL OUT OF CHILDREN WITH TALK OF DYING POLAR BEARS AND FLOODING OF THE COASTS FROM MELTING ICE CAPS. THE FOLLOWING YEAR HE RECEIVES THE NOBEL PEACE PRIZE. THAT IS WHEN I STARTED TO LISTEN TO MY INNER FEELINGS AND BRING MYSELF TO REMEMBER THAT MOST THINGS VALUED BY THE GENERAL PUBLIC ARE WEAK, JUST AS WEAK AS THE RECIPIENTS THAT FEEL PRIDE AS IF THEY HAVE ACHIEVED MORE THAN THERE FELLOW MAN. IF SOMEONE ACTUALLY DID DO SOMETHING WORTH WHILE, THEY SHOULD RECEIVE A NICE DIAMOND, FAMOUS PIECE OF ART, OR MAYBE AN ANCIENT ARTIFACT. JUST SOMETHING THAT IS GLOBALLY VALUED.
THE MEDIA DIDN'T REPORT ANYONE RECEIVING SUCH ITEMS TODAY, SO I GUESS THE WORLD IS STILL UP TO NOT DOING ANY THING SPECTACULAR, ESPECIALLY HERE AT HOME.
I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 012 OLYMPICS. THERE WILL BE A LOT BETTER LOOKING PEOPLE IN RIO.
TONIGHT WE SHOULD PRAY FOR PEOPLE THAT DONT KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT AND DO SO PUBLICLY. LIKE JIMMY CARTER.
THE MEDIA DIDN'T REPORT ANYONE RECEIVING SUCH ITEMS TODAY, SO I GUESS THE WORLD IS STILL UP TO NOT DOING ANY THING SPECTACULAR, ESPECIALLY HERE AT HOME.
I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 012 OLYMPICS. THERE WILL BE A LOT BETTER LOOKING PEOPLE IN RIO.
TONIGHT WE SHOULD PRAY FOR PEOPLE THAT DONT KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT AND DO SO PUBLICLY. LIKE JIMMY CARTER.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Sorry if my blog makes you mad, but you read it so blame yourself
I am behind on my race reports. For starters I need to take care of this.
North West Arkansas Classic, last Sunday. Our first race as a team and we did good. Chad made the successful break to reel in a 7th spot of the field. Apparently Ryan almost caught the field, at least looking at the numbers seems to appear that way. I did what I could to get the 24th spot.
I burned a lot of matches in a break that went early on, only to get caught by a hungry peleton. Thus when the third loop came and the big hill was towering over me, I found my self in a world of pain. Next time I will just dismount and run up a hill that finds me begging for mercy like that again. In my defense I put up a good effort to time trial to catch up to another group of riders in hopes of finding some sort of redemption.
I like my team mates. They are a good group of guys, all two of them.
Tonight was my first criterium action for the season. I placed 5th in the 'A' race. I am happy with that since that is the last place you can get to receive any points towards the series. Someone in the pack behind me, of all places, was talking crap towards me during the race. I enjoyed hearing it, especially since it was from behind, as in not leading. I guess when you are not focusing on breathing and busy running your mouth you end up quitting the race. Like revving your engine too much and not having gasoline to run the 1/4 mile.
To those that take offense reading my blog (journal, diary, etc.) quit reading it. Simple solution. It's funny how my thoughts can affect people that do not know me.
Meet Zach
Hello, I am Zachary Perkins. I do not approve of the ideas of Liberals. Anyone that cannot understand facts or logic should not have a say in any issue.
I did not vote for the current administration. Change is not always good, especially when you work for a living.
I am against Socialism.
I am pro life. I also am very quick to forgive. That is a problem that generally affects the one holding the grudge, forgiveness is key to happiness. Think of the Minonites that had there children shot down in the school house, they forgave the truck driver that lost his cool. We could all take a lesson from them and find inner peace within ourselves just by forgiving those that cross us.
I am a nice person, love my wife to pieces, and enjoy practicing the Catholic faith.
With that in mind, God Bless all that read this and those that can't read.
North West Arkansas Classic, last Sunday. Our first race as a team and we did good. Chad made the successful break to reel in a 7th spot of the field. Apparently Ryan almost caught the field, at least looking at the numbers seems to appear that way. I did what I could to get the 24th spot.
I burned a lot of matches in a break that went early on, only to get caught by a hungry peleton. Thus when the third loop came and the big hill was towering over me, I found my self in a world of pain. Next time I will just dismount and run up a hill that finds me begging for mercy like that again. In my defense I put up a good effort to time trial to catch up to another group of riders in hopes of finding some sort of redemption.
I like my team mates. They are a good group of guys, all two of them.
Tonight was my first criterium action for the season. I placed 5th in the 'A' race. I am happy with that since that is the last place you can get to receive any points towards the series. Someone in the pack behind me, of all places, was talking crap towards me during the race. I enjoyed hearing it, especially since it was from behind, as in not leading. I guess when you are not focusing on breathing and busy running your mouth you end up quitting the race. Like revving your engine too much and not having gasoline to run the 1/4 mile.
To those that take offense reading my blog (journal, diary, etc.) quit reading it. Simple solution. It's funny how my thoughts can affect people that do not know me.
Meet Zach
Hello, I am Zachary Perkins. I do not approve of the ideas of Liberals. Anyone that cannot understand facts or logic should not have a say in any issue.
I did not vote for the current administration. Change is not always good, especially when you work for a living.
I am against Socialism.
I am pro life. I also am very quick to forgive. That is a problem that generally affects the one holding the grudge, forgiveness is key to happiness. Think of the Minonites that had there children shot down in the school house, they forgave the truck driver that lost his cool. We could all take a lesson from them and find inner peace within ourselves just by forgiving those that cross us.
I am a nice person, love my wife to pieces, and enjoy practicing the Catholic faith.
With that in mind, God Bless all that read this and those that can't read.
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