Juggfest in Texas?
If they pass this law in Texas we must have a Juggfest there. Start the helicopter, pass the beer, ammo and let’s go hunt some hogs.
MIDDLE EAST AT A CROSSROADS AS IT HAS BEEN AND WILL BE FOR CENTURIES:
YARBZ NEGATIVE ARCHIVE: PFC YARBZ, MR. SMILEY, 1979:
PFC Yarborough Rifle Expert badge which Simsbury Connecticut 1979. smiling mood graduated the Marine Corps Recruit Depot in San Diego as PFC (Private First Class) Camp Pendleton, California after ten days leave platoons high shooter (best score at the rifle range) could field strip and reassemble the M-16 while blindfolded faster Drill Instructors FMF (Fleet Marine Force) dirty work that rolled down hill Lance Corporal Corporal Most never make Corporal in a four year enlistment non-commissioned officer leadership demands stay out of trouble March of 1982 meritoriously promoted to Sergeant Camp LeJeune, North Carolina 1983 Honorably Discharged declining to reenlist $16,000 bonus 1983 wanted to go to college
Week in Review
File under Week 8 of 2009.
Fucktards of the week:
This White Supremacist/Satanist who bites back.
Roland Burris. Christ, here we go again with Illinois politicians. God forbid if one gets in the White House…(oh wait; forget I typed that).
Ronald J. Trick of Ohio who fell down a gorge and kinda reminded me a little of JorsaBeck.
Muzzamil Hassan who beheaded his wife in an “honor killing”. Dude, there is no honor in that at all. You are a sick, demented, mislead bastard who should suffer the same fate. Note how the NOW folks are more focused on Rhianna and Chris Brown than on this.
John Michael Ferraris. I don’t fault him for some of his actions, but this story on FARK sure was fun to read.
Teen Pyromaniac, Roger Leon Barlow Jr., who started fires to watch stuff burn.I thought this rant sounded a little familiar to me. I am sure they are reading this blog and the comments.
Anyone up for a trip to New Orleans this weekend? Mardi Gras and Fat Tuesday are next week.
Someone if finally proposing a 50 state wide ban on cell phone usage while driving. I support this. Almost everyone I see who is driving poorly is on their phone. I made my 16 year old promise to not use the phone or text while driving.
Among the headlines that I just had to click were:
Boy Marries Dog to Ward off Tiger Attacks. Huh?
MAN WHO LOST LEG IN DRUNK SUBWAY FALL GETS $2.3M SETTLEMENT. Wha? He was drunk from a four hour bender and can’t recall a thing about the accident. Is it any wonder that the planet is so fucked up? Spazticus posted this earlier in the week. And what about those who were sober when they lost a limb? How much do they get? This is absurd.
Man’s penis injured in Grinder accident. OMG. How does that happen?It looks like Sarah Palin is now eligible to be on Obama’s cabinet. I think that commerce position is still open…
The Obama administration passed an economic porkulus bill this week that has the potential to ruinate the country for decades. Just remember this:
‘A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have.’
-Thomas Jefferson -Enjoy your freedoms and happy healthy weekends to all.
February 19, 2009
What Do You Think
Guy falls on the tracks drunk, got run over by a train and lost part of his leg. He got awarded $2.3 million. Read the article and tell me what you think.
YARBZ NEGATIVE ARCHIVE: THE PARENTAL UNITS SLIDING DOWN HILL:
A Marine Colonel and a Marine Wife (Mom and Dad) Risking Life and Limb!
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These pictures of my dad and mom sledding in our backyard was taken in 1978 or possibly very early 1979 at our house in Simsbury, Connecticut. My brother Paul and wanted to build a ‘bobsled’ run in our backyard. We built up curbs and corners and then poured water on them so they would be very hard when re-frozen and very slick. We built about fifty yards of the run which included several banked turns before I came down with mononucleosis and had to stay indoors. While I was in the house sick as a dog, my brothers and parents were out using the run that I engineered. I was jealous! Anyway, we had a lot of fun building it even though we had to scuttle plans for another fifty years or so. I ended up getting well in the spring of 1979, long after the course was melted and gone.
February 18, 2009
YARBZ NEGATIVE ARCHIVE: YARBZ AT LIMEROCK PARK, CT 1978:
To my knowledge, this 110 Instamatic shot is the first image of me with a camera. It was most likely taken by my mother at Limerock Park in 1978. Limerock Park is a race track set in the beautiful hills of northwestern Connecticut. The track hosts numerous races in its idyllic setting which include NASCAR and the American Le Mans Northeast Grand Prix. On this summer day, the Porsche Club held an event where members race the clock in their personal Porsches and also get race driving lessons from professional drivers. I remember my dad impressed his instructor with his quick learning, agile driving and ended up with very good lap times in his stock 1976 Porsche 911. That car was sweet. We used an 8mm movie camera and filmed his metallic blue Porsche as it raced through the turns. One day soon I will edit and post those clips online. The camera around my neck, I’m pretty sure, was my dad’s metal bodied Yashica. The Racing Colonel was into photography long before my brothers and I were. My exposure to photography (pardon the pun) through events like this is probably, at least partially, responsible for my becoming a photo zealot and buying my first camera while in the Marines. Getting back to Limerock Park, it’s a great place because when you watch the races you are also picnicking in the lush and scenic hills in the center of the track. Race fans lay out their blankets and picnic baskets stocked with wine etc and enjoy the sun while watching the cars whip through the winding turns.
February 17, 2009
YARBZ NEGATIVE ARCHIVE: COMPUTER SYSTEM AS OF FEBRUARY 17, 2009:
February 16, 2009
YARBZ NEGATIVE ARCHIVE: HUNTINGTON BEACH CALIFORNIA’S RAT PATROL:
This is my brother Paul (right) with a friend who lived four or five houses down the block. It was taken in 1973 on the driveway in front of our house in Huntington Beach, California. I built the ‘machine gun’ from spare pieces of PVC, wood and assorted hardware that was lying around in the garage. Next, I nailed a belt of machine gun ammunition to the block of wood and wahlah, a ‘machine gun’… I used to go hiking with my father up in the dusty hills of Camp Pendleton where I collected spent rounds and belt links from the range. (At the time, I had no clue that I would end up hiking those hills again in 1979 and 1980 as a Marine myself! Or did I?) When I got home, I would reassemble the brass casings with the belt links and make lengthy ammunition belts. In the late sixties and early seventies I always had an ammo can with ten or so feet of belted machine gun rounds… My friends and I played ‘army’ a lot back in the sixties. Anyway, I built this gun for my brother and his friend and they’d go around playing “Rat Patrol” and blow away all sorts of imaginary suburban enemies. In the garage is my parents 1972 Fiat 124. I never got to drive that thing but it was a dog of a car from what I remember. My parents ended up replacing the Fiat with a light blue 1975 Volkswagen Rabbit. I learned to drive in the 4-speed manual Rabbit while I had my learning permit. I got my license on the day of my sixteenth birthday and drove the Rabbit until 1976 when it was sold after being involved in an accident. I was not driving it at the time! (Scanned from the original 110 negative)

























