Confessions Of A Real Cb Nut

On the way back down 64 to Jamesville, I’d take a shortcut over to Washington going back home, I kicked around how to price Ann’s Equipment. Totally oblivious to what was going on, I heard a siren. Looking in the rear-view mirror, it was full of FLASHING BLUE LIGHTS. “Holy...!” My heart started beating so fast, the draft almost took the rest of me with it. You’ve heard of your whole life passing before your eyes, it wasn’t my life, it was my driving record. I’d just gotten the last ticket off my record, now this. The squelch broke on the CB. “Hey Cousin, you got your ears on?” Who the...? In a great sense of despair, my turn signal on and slowing down, I keyed the mike. “This is the Country Cousin.” No CB lingo here. Just utter despair. “This is the Cigar Smoker, I got your back door. 10-4?” Walter Parrish!! Damn his hide. He’d just cost my 10 years of my life. He pulled up along side. I’d never seen him laugh so hard. He shook his finger at me and pulled away. “Cigar Smoker got your front door now Cousin, put the hammer down and bring her on.” I planned to take the shortcut, but looking at my watch, I knew it was break-time for him. I rolled the windows down to get the smell out and followed him to the Town and Country. The guys at the “Family Table” would enjoy this.

When the Lord made pork chops, he said that they would be, bar none, Bob Holt's most favorite meat forever. Being brought up in the Presbyterian Church, and instilled with a belief in "predestination," I believe it was fore-ordained that pork chops would be it for me. From the beginning, back in the years of World War II, pork was a main staple my first year of life on the family farm. You're right, I don't remember it, but it must have been imprinted on my hard drive. After Momma introduced me to pork fat (hog lard), Justin Wilson brought wine into my life, and I've been on a roll ever since.

Bouncing back after losing Hardee's, Wilber Hardee would quickly regain his self-confidence and open 84 more restaurants over the next 50 years. Never looking back, his mind is never at rest. New ideas are constantly forming and from them the next Project becomes the next reality. Wilber tires easily with each new adventure and looks eagerly toward the next one. Losing his first wife, Helen would come into his life with the stability Wilber desperately needed to bring a solid footing into his life. Now in his eighties, Wilber, a born again Christian, can't be still. He's constantly working on some project or new idea. The twinkle in his eye is still as visable today as it was half a century ago. That look, that drive made Wilber Hardee one of the formost "Fast Food" Entrepreneur's of our time. Bob Holt

A whimsical look at ""motorcycles"" through the jaundiced eye of one obsessed with them as a means to batter and bruise his ego and epidermis. Tales of an avid motorcycle enthusiast's misguided love affair to make old bikes run and making modern bikes better (or ticking time bombs). This book is a deep dive into the shallow end of the blue-jean pool's ultimate blood sport of riding, care and maintenance of motorcycles.

This work is written for all those who have struggled with the concept of God, with their faith in God, and how God can be at all relevant in our world today. Written in the context of a personal and family crisis, which frames the work, it is the first of a planned three-volume systematic theology under the title, Confessions of a Heretic. It seeks to answer the question of how can one believe in God when horrible things happen, from personal tragedy and trauma, to natural disasters and war. The answer is not a comforting one, but one that asserts that the problem is with our conception of God to begin with. We strive to make God conform to our will. But that is the very definition of idolatry, and the work argues that the established religious traditions, including Christianity, and especially Christianity in America, are idolatrous, based on idolatrous conceptions of God. Yet to see how this is so, we have to delve into philosophical arguments regarding Being, Time, Reality, and the very understanding of what a human being actually is, whereby the argument proposes a radical reconceptualization of the Western philosophical tradition on these issues.

"One-third of American adults-some 86 million people-own firearms. This is not just for protection or hunting. Today it is common to associate US gun-centric ideology with individualist and libertarian traditions in American political culture, but Race, Rights, and Rifles shows that gun-centric ideology rests on a very old, but different foundation-a belief system dating back to the American Revolution that fuses republican notions of civic duty with a belief in white male supremacy and a commitment to maintaining racial and gender hierarchies. Alexandra Filindra calls this belief system ascriptive martial republicanism because it combines republican ideals of civic virtue with an exclusionary vision of citizenship and an emphasis on martial preparedness over other forms of civic participation and service. Drawing on wide-ranging historical and contemporary evidence, Race, Rights, and Rifles traces how this ideology emerged during the Revolution and became embedded in America's institutions, from state militias to the National Rifle Association (NRA). Although no longer a dominant ideology, ascriptive republicanism remains a potent force in American politics, and the NRA is a critical vector of its influence. New survey data shows that many White Americans -including those outside of the NRA's direct orbit-understand citizenship in ascriptive martial republican terms. This ideology is a robust predictor of gun ownership, support for the NRA, and beliefs that guns are a sign of good citizenship. Moreover, those who embrace this ideology are more likely than others to value gun rights over voting rights, to embrace antidemocratic norms, and to justify political violence"--

A collection of firsthand accounts from truckers who have driven all over the United States and have encountered strange and unusual phenomenons which can only be described as paranormal.

An Amazon Charts bestseller. A double life with a single purpose: revenge. Jane's days at a Midwest insurance company are perfectly ordinary. She blends in well, unremarkably pretty in her floral-print dresses and extra efficient at her low-level job. She's just the kind of woman middle manager Steven Hepsworth likes--meek, insecure, and willing to defer to a man. No one has any idea who Jane really is. Least of all Steven. But plain Jane is hiding something. And Steven's bringing out the worst in her. Nothing can distract Jane from going straight for his heart: allowing herself to be seduced into Steven's bed, to insinuate herself into his career and his family, and to expose all his dirty secrets. It's time for Jane to dig out everything that matters to Steven. So she can take it all away. Just as he did to her.

"Time travel, UFOs, mysterious planets, stigmata, rock-throwing poltergeists, huge footprints, bizarre rains of fish and frogs-nearly a century after Charles Fort's Book of the Damned was originally published, the strange phenomenon presented in this book remains largely unexplained by modern science. Through painstaking research and a witty, sarcastic style, Fort captures the imagination while exposing the flaws of popular scientific explanations. Virtually all of his material was compiled and documented from reports published in reputable journals, newspapers and periodicals because he was an avid collector. Charles Fort was somewhat of a recluse who spent most of his spare time researching these strange events and collected these reports from publications sent to him from around the globe. This was the first of a series of books he created on unusual and unexplained events and to this day it remains the most popular. If you agree that truth is often stranger than fiction, then this book is for you"--Taken from Good Reads website.