tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post3057455501752024292..comments2024-03-28T16:48:17.582-04:00Comments on HMS Defiant: TALE OF TWO FOOD LABELSHMS Defianthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-84874234340709674922016-03-27T20:06:44.596-04:002016-03-27T20:06:44.596-04:00Born and raised in southern Vermont, far from the ...Born and raised in southern Vermont, far from the socialist "paradise" of Burlington. Sad to say, the sickness has spread to where I grew up.<br /><br />What has become of my home state grieves me.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-85467074406536294982016-03-27T02:38:33.934-04:002016-03-27T02:38:33.934-04:00Well, yeah, "there are"Well, yeah, "there are"HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-64744057964872008682016-03-27T02:36:25.416-04:002016-03-27T02:36:25.416-04:00I transit every year now through Burlington and Ba...I transit every year now through Burlington and Bag End. I kind of enjoy visiting the shy folk that have no role in the wider world of Men. We drive through with a rental we hire at an outpost of MetroParkCentralis because, why wear out our own beasts when they're are beasts for hire to do the work at a fraction of the cost.<br /><br />I am sufficiently my father's child that none of us put things on our cars. I had the various navy stickers that foolishly granted access to anyone driving the car to bases before the latest War on Terror! but we didn't gussy them up. None of us were Eagle Scouts, our Honor Rolls were marginal and we never thought our car was the smartest kid at school.<br /><br />When I reached the age that I would play with the feeble minded, I didn't a 328I convertible to be hostage to the last surviving sperm and declined to replace the Grateful Dead decals on my old 86VW Bus. My thoughts turned to slapping stickers advocating Reagan, or Bush or Cheney on the cars of the Tibet should die free crowds car's.<br /><br />Sadly, at that point, I was a fully mature adult life form despite what other people say!HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-377172063595674712016-03-26T09:23:03.665-04:002016-03-26T09:23:03.665-04:00I like this. I recall that in my pre retired days ...I like this. I recall that in my pre retired days I was sent to a conference in Burlington. The very first shopkeeper we talked to (my wife was there so shopping was the order of the day) rather than saying "Can I help you?" or somesuch, said "You're in a Blue state now" (apparently having noticed my Virginia license plates) followed by "Are you going to arrest me?" (apparently having noted my law enforcement belt buckle). My retorts were "I noticed" and "Have you done something wrong?", That night somebody stole the American Flag magnet off my car. They can play Walden all they want inside their little borders--but leave me alone, I say.Captain Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17297301009511642108noreply@blogger.com