~~~~ DON'T CHA ~~~~ LOL Jun 1, 2009 7:45 am 463 Views Baby... Ohhh... baby dolls... fella's... are you ready... let's dance... ohh baby... I know you like me... (I know you like me)... I know you do... (I know you do)... Thats why whenever I come around... she's all over you ... And I know you want it.. (I know you want it)... It's easy to see... (it's easy to see)... And in the back of your mind... I know you should be home with me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a FREAK like me... Don't cha... don't cha... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me... Don't cha... aaaa..aa... don't cha... Fight the feeling... (fight the feeling)... Leave it alone... (leave it alone)... Cause if it ain't love... It just aint enough to leave a happy home... Let's keep it friendly... (let's keep it friendly)... You have to play fair... (you have to play fair)... See, I dont care... But I know she ain't gonna wanna share... hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a FREAK like me... Don't cha... don't cha baby... don't cha... alright... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me... Don't cha... don't cha... I know I'm on your mind ... I know we'll have a good time... I'm your friend ... I'm fun... And I'm fine... I ain't lying... Look at me... you ain't blind... you ain't blind... See... I know she loves you... (I know she loves you)... I understand... (I understand)... I'd probably be just as crazy about you... If you were my own man... Maybe next lifetime... (maybe next lifetime)... Possibly... (possibly)... Until then... Oh friend... your secret is safe with me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a FREAK like me... Don't cha... don't cha... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me... Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me... Don't cha... don't cha... ***************************************************************** PUSSYCAT DOLLS "DON'T CHA" time on the video 3:44 when she flips the chairs... 0 Comments

~~~~ BLACK HILLS SATELLITE IMAGE IS OF A HUMAN HEART ~~~~ May 31, 2009 8:22 am 379 Views The Black Hills are traditional hunting grounds for American Indians. The Lakota never welcomed "the whiteman" to these hunting grounds. The first European explorers to see the Black Hills were probably Francis and Louis-Joseph Verendrye. These French explorers were traveling through South Dakota near the Missouri River. The exact route they were using is unknown, but according to Louis-Joseph's journal, on New Year's Day in 1743 they were on a bluff overlooking the Missouri River and were "...in sight of mountains". It was reported that their American Indian guides would not take them any closer to the mountains because hostile bands of Indians were known to live there. Lewis and Clark heard tales about the Hills from other traders and trappers, but it wasn't until 1823 that Jedediah Smith and a group of about 15 traders actually traveled through them. While fur trade was at its peak, the Black Hills were explored to some extent by adventuresome trappers, but because the hills were considered sacred by the Lakota, most trappers avoided the area. Several reports of the discovery of gold in the "Black Hills" were heard during this time. However, exactly where the gold was discovered was often confusing because the Laramie Range in Wyoming was also occasionally called the "Black Hills". As immigration across the continent increased there was a marked decline in American Indian-white relations. The Army established outposts nearby, but they seldom entered the Hills Black thinking that to do so would surely cause trouble. Trouble, however, was already brewing. Bands of Lakota reportedly raided settlements and then retreated to the cover of the Hills. Because of this, Lt. G.K. Warren was assigned the task of making a thorough reconnaissance of the plains of South Dakota, including the area known as the Black Hills. The study of the area was supplemented by another reconnaissance in 1859-60 by Capt. W.F. Reynolds and Dr. F.V. Hayden. In 1861, residents of what is now Eastern South Dakota were organizing groups of miners and explorers to investigate the Hills and reports of gold there. In 1865 they asked Congress for a military reconnaissance to do a geological survey on the Black Hills. The military recognized the importance the Lakota Nations attached to the area and in 1867 Gen. William T. Sherman stated the Army was not in any position to investigate to the Black Hills and would not protect any civilians who did so. Pressure to move into the Hills was temporarily halted in 1868 when the land west of the Missouri was granted to the Lakota in an effort to bring about a lasting peace with the tribes of the plains. The treaty prohibited settlers or miners from entering the Hills without authorization, in return the Lakota agreed to cease hostilities against pioneers and people building the railroads. In 1870 stories continued to circulate in Eastern South Dakota about gold and other wealth to be had in the Hills. The citizens of Yankton again pressed for an expedition. The Army and the Department of the Interior tried to discourage any entry into the Hills. American Indian raids and constant pressure from the citizens of Yankton caused General Phillip Sheridan to propose an expedition to investigate the possibility of establishing a fort in the Black Hills. The Army suggested a fort to aid in controlling the bands of American Indians who would raid settlements and then return to the Hills to hide. The expedition, led by Lt. Col. George A. Custer left from Fort Lincoln rather than Fort Laramie because of the large concentration of American Indians at Fort Laramie and the trouble that such an expedition would have caused. The purpose of Custer's expedition was to find a suitable location for a fort. However, for unexplained reasons, a geologist and miners were included in the party. The miners occupied their time searching for gold and on June 30th, near the present day town of Custer, their efforts were rewarded. After Custer's report of gold in the Hills, the citizens of Yankton again petitioned the government to open the Hills. The government held firm to the position that the Hills belonged to the Lakota. This did not stop the rush of hopeful miners. The first group to reach the Hills was the Gordon Party. Originally lead by Thomas Russell and later by John Gordon, the party consisted of 28 adventurers including Annie Tallent (Tallent is credited with being the first white woman in the Black Hills). They were soon forced to leave by the Army. During the winter of 1874 and 75 the army tried to keep miners and settlers out, but by spring they found the task to be impossible. In 1875 another expedition organized by the Army entered the Hills to determine its true mineral value. Walter Jenney reported gold could be extracted with sophisticated equipment, but individual miners would have a hard time of it. By 1875 Col. Richard I. Dodge estimated 800 white men were mining or residing in the Hills. Mining camps were established near Custer, Hill City and Deadwood. As old claims played out, new ones were found and towns died or were born almost overnight. By 1876, approximately 10,000 people populated the Hills. In the spring of 1875 the federal government attempted to solve the problem of ownership of the Hills by inviting American Indian leaders to Washington D.C.. The American Indians refused all offers and would not relinquish ownership of the land. Some of the Indian wars that followed were a result of these problems. The ownership of the Black Hills is still in question. The Supreme Court decision that attempted to settle the issue by paying the Lakota tribes for the land was not accepted by all of the tribes. Many of the Lakota are still trying to gain ownership of a land sacred to them. When a white army battles Indians and wins, it is called a great victory, but if they lose it is called a massacre. ...Chiksika, Shawnee 0 Comments

~~~~ SACAJAWEA ~~~~ May 31, 2009 8:00 am 394 Views a description from the 1963 novel The Gates of the Mountains that fits many of the Indian "princesses." Note how the woman must look and act Caucasian to be palatable to the intended audience. By definition, beauty is in the eye of the white, majority beholder. Sacajawea was not shy, but appealing soft of speech and manner. And she was gracefully feminine beyond any woman I had seen.... Her head was not elongated, as so many of the Indians, but rather small and round, Caucasian in shape. So, too, were her features Caucasian. Sacajawea was not only an uncommonly pretty young girl, she was a regal woman by any standard of any race. No man who ever knew her, was quite the same again. Grace was hers, and good manners. Intelligence she had, and a quick and lively tongue. Dignity covered her every move. She could look like a queen while gutting an elk.... She had no crown but her auburn hair.... But Sacajawea was a ruler of men's hearts by God's will. Birth: 1787 Death: Dec. 20, 1812 Native American Explorer. She was born a Shoshone around the year 1788 in their Rocky Mountain homeland which today is Idaho. Kidnapped by a Kidatsa Indian war party in 1800 at the age of twelve and sold to Toussaint Charbonneau, a French-Canadian fur trader who claimed her as his wife. In 1804, The Lewis and Clark Expedition was in full swing and had constructed a Fort which they named Mandan near what today is the city of Bismark, North Dakota. While wintering and waiting to proceed, they hired the couple as guides and interpreters for this journey from the Northern Plains to the Pacific. While waiting for Spring, Sacagawea gave birth to her son Jean-Baptiste Charbonneau. He soon became America's youngest explorer. She was the only woman to accompany the 33 members of the party to the Pacific Ocean and return. With the baby strapped to her back she became incredibly valuable to the group. The Indians along the route took the expedition as peaceful upon seeing mother with child. With her help, they were able to purchase horses needed to cross the Continental Divide. Her duties also consisted of digging for roots, picking berries and collecting edible plants all of which were eaten or used as medicine by the group. Many times she and her baby nearly lost their lives. On one occasion, the boat she was riding in capsized after being hit by high winds. On November 24, 1805, the expedition reached the spot where the Columbia River emptied into the Pacific. They settled here for the winter in an area which today is Astoria, Oregon. During the expedition's return journey, they passed through the homeland of the Shoshone. Sacagawea proved a valuable guide. She remembered trails from her childhood. The group returned to Fort Mandan marking the end of the trip for Sacagawea, Charbonneau and their boy, Jean Baptiste. When the trip was over, she received nothing but Charbonneau was given $500. and 320 acres of land. Six years after the expedition, Sacagawea gave birth to a daughter, Lisette. Charbonneau disappeared during a trapping trip and was never heard from again. There are two versions of the demise of Sacajawea. At the time of her death, Sacagawea was with her husband at Fort Manuel, a trading post in what is present-day South Dakota purported to have been stricken with a white man's disease. Her age was 24. Another version with credence indicates she died at the Wind River Indian Reservation (Wyoming) on November 1, 1877 at the ripe old age of 100. A known fact of record states that eight months after her death, Captain Clark legally adopted Sacajawea's two children, Jean Baptiste and Lisette. Baptiste was educated by Clark in St. Louis and then, at age 18 was sent to Europe. The fortunes of Lisette are not known but it is thought she may have never survived past infancy. Sacajawea was honored in the 2000 issue of the $l coin with the contrived image of her carrying the infant on her back. 0 Comments

~~~~ JUST REMEMBER ~~~~ May 27, 2009 8:28 am 409 Views Feel the blood of my ancestors pumping through my veins... Rising up against the suppression and oppression... Propaganda and policies meant to limit and restrain... Segregation and degradation and public manipulation. They say without European intervention... our culture and our way of life would have stagnated and died. So they shipped us off to reservations... Forcing displacement and disease, starvation and genocide. They stole the children and fractured homes and families. Try to brainwash them to be ashamed of their communities. Brought up in residential schools, suffering from abuse and fear lacking maternal love or paternal guidance, just abuse of power and shame to assimilate the Native in God's name. Beliefs and traditions, languages and customs forbidden tried to teach to hate themselves for the blood which flowed through them. Called heathen and savages with no future, no hope, no ambition. You introduce alcohol and drugs, disease and destruction, sexual abuse, poverty and incarceration. Prohibiting ceremonies, dances and spiritual expression, at the risk of death or imprisonment. Trying to quash the Native way of life. You called it the "Indian Problem." We feel the blood of the ancestors pumping through our veins The elders and the leaders; rebels - men and women Who fought against your agenda and regime Holding onto our traditions and language and dignity And ensuring the survival of our people in the face of adversity. You hear it in the drums that resonate over the plains In the songs and the heartbeats of our elders. We are strong, we are proud and gaining strength In reclaiming what was once ours, healing our nations and teaching our children That we are the First Nations and we are here to stay despite all your intent. Therein lies your "Indian Problem" ~~by Greta Hogan (( Moon Child )) 0 Comments

~~~~ KISS THE RAIN ~~~~ May 23, 2009 8:50 am 435 Views it is such wonders to know he gave... what i asked truly from the heart... i will always kiss the rain... knowing i never done it for anyone else... it is carried within each day that begins... to keep things wet and not dry... i will always kiss the rain... knowing something went right... to keep you cool from the sun's high heat... and a night full of good sound sleep... i will always kiss the rain... knowing i share it with you... something so sacred... and known by very few... i will always kiss the rain... knowing to be thankful too. 0 Comments

~~~~ DEAR MUFFIN MAN ;) ~~~~ May 22, 2009 8:58 am 437 Views I guess the only way to answer is to tell you this... it all has to come truly from the heart and not just for the moment but for every heartbeat. you want me to explain something that is out of my hands for i left it in the hands of the creator... ...ohhhh na-na-na-na...ohhhh na-na-na-na... You're the whisper of a... Summer breeze... You're the kiss that puts my... Soul at ea-se... What I'm saying is I'm... In to you... Here's my story... and the story goes... You give love... you get love... And more than... Heaven kno-ws... You're gonna see... I'm gonna run.. I'm gonna try... I'm gonna take this love... Right to ya... All my heart... all the joy[/B]... Oh baby.. baby... please... Rush... rush... Hurry... hurry lover... Come to me... Rush... rush... I wanna see... I wanna see ya... Get free with me-eeee... Rush.. rush... I can feel it.. I can feel you... All through me.. Rush... rush... Oohhhhh... what you do to me... And all I want from you is... What you are... And even if you're right... Next to me... You're still too far... away... If I'm not inside your arms... I get dramatic baby... Yes I know... But I need you... I want you... Ooh man... I love you so... Ooh... ooh... You're gonna see... I'm gonna run... I'm gonna try... I'm gonna take this love... Right to ya... All my heart... all the joy... Ooh baby... baby... please... Rush... rush... Hurry... hurry lover... Come to me... Rush... rush... I wanna see... I wanna see ya... Get free with me... Rush.. rush... I can feel it.. I can feel you... All through me.. Rush... rush... Oohhhhh... what you do to me... When you kiss me... Up and down... Turn my senses all around... Oh baby... oh baby... I don't know... Just how or why... But no one else... Has touched me... So deep... so deep... So deep... insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide.... You're gonna see... I'm gonna run... I'm gonna try... I'm gonna take this love... Right to ya... All my heart... all the joy... Oh baby... baby... please... Rush... rush... Hurry... hurry lover... Come to me... Rush... rush... I wanna see... I wanna see ya... Get free with me... Rush.. rush... I can feel it.. I can feel you... All through me.. Rush... rush... Oohhhhh... what you do to me... Rush... rush... Hurry... hurry lover... Come to me... Rush... rush... I wanna see... I wanna see ya... Get free with me... Rush.. rush... I can feel it.. I can feel you... All through me.. Rush... rush... Oohhhhh... what you do to me... rush... rush... a-na a-na a-na... rush... *** PAULA ABDUL song is called "RUSH RUSH" found on youtube 0 Comments

~~~~ MR.PRESIDENT I WAS SURPRISED WITH YOUR LONG RANGE PLANS ~~~~ May 20, 2009 7:26 am 489 Views You totally took me off guard with that response well i better give you the 4-1-1 (info) kim found a mother fox that brought 10 babies into this world... i thought it was rather awesome because they usually only have 3 to 5 per litter. janet went into the hospital for surgery today... we havent had a chance to talk so she caught up last night... so i got to bed rather late... but was feeling the punishment at 4:00 a.m. she was worried about her surgery... i know you would love her...she is a dear friend... almost as old as my mother. i met her when i was a line operator... at our break time during work she would always sneak these "pop" things in people's cigarette's lol so when the cigarette was being smoked you would be at your table and here a POP sure enough Janet started laughing truly full of character. it reached 99* yesterday and today the breeze is here i opened all the windows in the house... but after i get done in the barn... giving the horses their shots... we have a meeting for the run off's on the farm so i will be gone till 2:00p.m. well the telephone people come again tomorrow... for the new system had to run an underground wire last time... so hopefully this time all will be done! barn cat is going to have babies soon... so you know "who" is all excited about this event. everynight during prayers when she is naming all the animals... she says "MOM i want those kittens to come out " lol Renée Zellweger(you know who she is lol) found a salamander yesterday in the horse barn by the water tank so she had fun chasing mom all over the yard then put it in the pool...so i won't be going in there too soon. they tried to sneak it the house in a big cup... and our oldest just brought it in the house on a shovel and it started moving around.... she started screaming lol. you would of been laughing if you saw it. have to finish planting flowers tonight with our youngest... she was in heaven at the nursery picking out flowers... have to go take the vitimans... then out to the FUN BARN lol. I hope and pray that the rain comes for you and you get the cool breeze soon and May it last for a week at least! just needed to let you know... I never thought i would hear you say anything like that. 0 Comments

~~~~ MUSICAL REMAKE OF FOOTLOOSE ~~~~ May 19, 2009 9:12 pm 481 Views I will always think the original with kevin bacon is BEST! been working... so hard... I punch in my card... Eight hours... for what?... Oh, tell me what I got... I get this feeling ... That time's just holding me down... I'll hit the ceiling ... Or else I'll tear up this town... Tonight I gotta cut loose... footloose... Kick off your Sunday shoes... Please... Louise... Pull me offa my knees... Jack... get back ... C'mon before we crack ... Lose your blues... Everybody cut footloose... You're playing so cool... Obeying every rule... Dig way down in your heart... You're yearning, burning for some.... Somebody to tell you... That life ain't passing you by... I'm trying to tell you... It will if you don't even try... You can fly... if you'd only cut Loose... footloose... Kick off your Sunday shoes.... Oowhee... Marie... Shake it, shake it for me... Whoa... Milo... C'mon, c'mon let go... Lose your blues... Everybody cut footloose... cut footloose... cut footloose... cut footloose... FIRST - we got to turn you around... SECOND - You put your feet on the ground.... THIRD - Now take a hold of your soul... FOUR - Whooooooooa, I'm turning it... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....... footloose... Kick off your Sunday shoes... Please... Louise... Pull me offa my knees... Jack... get back ... C'mon before we crack ... Lose your blues... Everybody cut footloose... footloose... Kick off your Sunday shoes.... Oowhee... Marie... Shake it, shake it for me... Whoa... Milo... C'mon, c'mon let go... Lose your blues... Everybody cut footloose... Jack... get back ... C'mon before we crack ... Lose your blues... Everybody cut footloose... everybody cut... everybody cut... everybody cut... EVERYBODY CUT FOOTLOOSE!! you can find on youtube... by kenny loggins tractor scene rocks! the movie is about A city boy comes to a small town where rock music and dancing have been banned. Hope you listen to it babe! 0 Comments

~~~~ MR.PRESIDENT ~~~~THIS IS THE FIRST DRESS May 16, 2009 5:55 am 546 Views well lol... when you have time to read this... we have to coordinate our wardrobe the theme colors for the party are: teal, watermelon, and black 0 Comments

~~~~ ORANGE CITY TULIP FESTIVAL ~~~~ May 15, 2009 8:22 am 501 Views This is held in Orange City, Ia... for 4 days...thursday, friday, saturday and sunday something to see if you ever visit the state. it is always held during the month of May of each year... Make sure to get your dutch wooden shoes if you ever go to it. It has been said that one can judge a living history group's dedication to accuracy in their portrayal by looking at their feet. Period correct footwear can be one of the more difficult and expensive items in putting together a period outfit, but using an otherwise good-looking kit can be spoiled by not having proper footwear. Following is the result of research on period footwear, with the intention of helping 16th and 17th century reenactors improve this part of their kit. There is a glossary at the end of this article. Hopefully, I have glossed everything necessary. Also, you will find a short list of businesses that sell ready made period footwear. As you know from reading your manuals, Scots - especially Highlanders - frequently went barefoot in our period. Broken glass, however, was something 17th century Highlanders would have rarely encountered. There were many different types of shoe in the period in question. In the past, our members have generally worn one of four types of footwear: moccasins, ghillies, latchet shoes, and high boots (this is the proper term; the term "bucket tops" is later). Two of the above-mentioned four types of footwear are not correct for us. Moccasins, being Native American footwear, are of course not correct for Northern Europeans – even if you cut off the fringe. Although originally allowed for brand new members when our organization was first forming, thankfully, we have pretty much done away with these. Ghillies are a whole 'nother beast. They have the advantage that they are easy to make. There are some surviving shoes from the British Isles that vaguely resemble our ghillies, but they date to before AD 900 (Saguto, p.1, and Carlson). According to leading shoe scholars, ghillies as we know them are a modern invention based roughly on some surviving early medieval shoes, apparently a result of a combination of wishful thinking and a desire to come up with something for renaissance fairs, rendezvous, and such that is cheap, easy to make, and does not look obviously modern. Even home made shoes in the 17th century were shaped to the foot – unlike ghillies, which are essentially a leather bag. The term ghillie, itself, is a modern construct (Saguto, p.1). In 1894, Mackay listed about sixteen varieties of Celtic footwear from the Middle Ages to the early modern period; nothing resembling ghillies, nor even the term itself, appears (pp.141 ff.). There is NO documentation for anything resembling ghillies anywhere approaching our period and place. Obviously, ghillies - or anything else that predates our period by seven or more centuries - are not the ideal to which we should aspire. Latchet Shoes: In the 17th century, the promise of acquiring latchet shoes (along with food, pay, and a decent set of clothes) was one of the reasons men would join an army in the first place. Usually constructed using a last, (but see brogues below) latchet shoes can be made with or without heels, and may have large openings, or not, between the quarters and the vamp. Some surviving latchet shoes have hobnails attached to extend the life of the soles. There is some evidence to suggest that rich folk had big openings, in order to show off their expensive silk hose, and poor folks' latchet shoes were "closed", i.e did not have a gap between quarters and vamp, to better protect the foot. For example, there were many closed latchet shoes found on the Swedish warship Vasa (sunk in 1628, raised in 1961), but very few open latchet shoes; this suggests a distinction in footwear between sailors and officers (Brzezinski and Hook p 40). Also, Beabey (pp. 21-22, 23) suggests that open latchet shoes (being more fashionable) are civilian shoes, and closed latchet shoes (being more practical) are military. Latchet shoes are available ready made in prices ranging from $60 to ca. $540, although some of the cheaper ones have soles that are glued on, rather than stitched. I have seen a pair of these lose their soles to the mud. Another option is to modify a pair of modern shoes, such as Romeos. High Boots are certainly correct, especially for officer portrayals, although there is documentation of Scottish infantry captains who wore latchet shoes in the Thirty Years War (1618-164 and the British Civil War (1638-1651). They are designed for riding, not walking, so they were common amongst cavalry and the gentlemanly class who could afford horses. Musketeers and other low-lifes would sometimes wear high boots, but they were putting on airs doing so. Or, as Beabey points out (p.22), it is likely that period illustrations of pikemen and musketeers wearing high boots are actually depictions of dragoons (i.e. mounted infantry). High boots can also be bought ready made at prices ranging up to $800 or more - see below. Or one can modify a pair of modern boots (although they are getting hard to find, surplus East German Army jackboots seem to be popular for this). ***************************************************************** this year the native american indians have been invited to be honored guests. NEVER HAS BEEN BEFORE-2 Never has been before, Man so powerful at the same time so pitiful, Never has been before, So pollution and conflicts, Never has been before, So uncertaintity of life, Never has been before, So deadly weapons and diseases, Never has been before, Man so unkind , brutal and uncivilized ~~ by Dr. ram Sharma, India Poem NEVER HAS BEEN BEFORE-2~~ 0 Comments

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