Veteran’s Eve

The Marine Corp Birthday holiday is celebrated today by marines everywhere.  Fo 242-years, this fighting force has fought for the values and ideas of the U.S. constitution.

If you are a marine, November 10th is your government-reassigned birthday.

As a U.S. marine you sign-away your birthday to ‘Merca.  However, giving up your actual birthday is a small sacrifice because you also now you get to celebrate Veteran’s Eve the same day as your birthday.

What is Veteran’s Eve?

It’s the night before Veterans head to Veteran Day events. It is a night of random crossings with other Veterans.

It is a night where you find yourself drinking beer with a group of concerned US-citizens that took a soldier-pledge to fight terrorism foreign and domestic.

A group of people that took a pledge to end war.

I toast this group:

“Happy Veteran’s Eve and a Hoo-rah Birthday to You too!”

Giant Sized Heart

I’ve been watching YouTube vids giant beings that have existed around the world.

Some say the 7-14 ft skeletons archeologists have found globally are a different race of ancient humans.

DrifterRadio has not taken an official stance on the matter.

Perhaps these finds are alien.  Perhaps they are Bigfoot.  Perhaps they are the bones of ancestors many different cultures talk about in legend.  

Whatever the scenario, you can be certain that there is a big heart involved, as well as a sense of community (since many of these skeletons were unearthed together).

Some Native’s of North America speak of giants. 

Some people call some of them “Mound Builders” of the Ohio River Valley in America.

 This would explain how super-heavy boulders were moved and huge earthen-structures were built.

If you are 14-ft tall, you can probably move some weight.

DrifterRadio would like to extend an invite to all giants to join the show (if you exist).  Living large and outside the box of normalacy can be problematic, but this business is not here to judge.

To apply, talk to Wolfgrave.

GNR Plays US Bank Stadium


Rockin versus Hard-living?

Perhaps a Rockhard-attitude, and creative-release in front of thousands of people, keeps people alive beyond even the debauchery of the 1980’s.

Perhaps the love for music and showmanship reunited a group of people that all could have died from heavy drug use and outrageous antics.

DrifterRadio sends its intern, DJ Wolfgrave, to investigate the mind-boggling odds of such a happening and to make sure it wasn’t just fake news.

Rockin wins.

“Exercise of self seems to be a major contributor of health.” -Wolfgrave

Enviro-prayers Answered: Laudato si.

My enviro-prayers were answered this week as Pope Francis released an encyclical about tending the garden called sister earth.

What’s strange to me is the timing of this environmental consideration of the Vatican.  

This past week I had been ranting…I mean “praying”…that current culture doesn’t have a technology-ethic to match its developments in the last 100-years.  

We are weak on understanding this global new world.  We cause our own demise and ruin. 

 I pray quite a bit as this reality is hard to digest.  Usually I’m smoking a cigarette; I feel tobacco is the least of our worries.

At Luverne’s Hotdog Night, during the 150th Birthday Party, I rant to my cousin how we aren’t totally fucked if we could just figure out where we all stand with the environment and some how create an ethic that creates heaven on earth.

A few days later, the Vatican releases a Catholic enviro-ethic.  

Enviro-prayers answered.

Check it out.  Modern-living needs to make some adjustments on living-good.

Thunder, Church bells, and Birds

Thunder, church bells, and birds were tonight’s afternoon work break at the DrifterRadio smoking lounge. 

No recorded music, conversation, or other sounds were needed to take a moment of peace in the late afternoon.

Lightning and rumbling bass drift through the sky.

The birds chirp as bells chime.

Thinking of nature and spirit refreshes the mind.​

Small town living is a good use of time.

Settling In

As I get comfortable as a drifter settling into his first piece of real estate, I’m finding I landed in a good neighborhood.  

My neighbors are good folks.

I guess I fit as well.  I was complimented the other day by the next door neighbor for keeping an eye on his place.

“My son called and said the neighbor popped out of the house and asked if him how he knew me.”

I laugh.  “Yeah, I think it’s from being in the military…when you you see something not quite right you are pretty much obligated to investigate the situation.”

He says, “I like that.  It’s good to have neighbors that keep an eye-out.  I’ll make sure to do the same.”

“Sounds good,” I say.  “Feel free to stop by and introduce yourself to new faces at my place.”

I stay out of my neighbors business, but sometimes you just gotta say ‘hi’to unknown people in out-of-place cars.

It’s good to know my neighbor is not shy and is big as a mountain.  

Having good neighbors is settling.

Living at Home with the Parents

I need to move out of the parents house to give us all our freedom back.  
There happens to be an underlying universal law that some how dictates your mother must watch over your affairs and help you out.  

Which is unnecessary in an adult’s life.  

If anything, the kids do the pampering at this stage.

Because of this universal law found in parent/child relationships, even though my mother was told “not to wash my clothes” she still feels an obligation to help her child out.

Unfortunately, the “helping” has its drawbacks that universal law-makers should be aware about.

“This is yours,” said mom. She pushes a small plastic bag full of unidentifiable garbage in it.
“I don’t know how I missed it going into the laundry,” she says. 

“Is it important?”

I try to make sense of the freshly washed paperwork.  
“Yep,” I say, “I was looking for those blue prints to my new place, so I could put down flooring.”

This is not a big deal in terms of destroyed papers, but it was something that could have been completely avoided had the universal laws of mothering not kicked-in.
Considering my mother, she probably fretted and worried unnecessarily for a couple of days.
I like being close to my folks, but being too close has its downsides.

Editor note:  Overall, mom, if you ever hear about this website, I DO appreciate the behind the scenes work in effort to help your kid thrive.  I’ve been super busy with work and businesss, so you helped keep me rolling clean.