Finally

Finally the world has found one man who understands and interprets Obama's health care law.


I still don't understand.

The Back Guy

I went to a new back guy that advertises on the local news/talk radio station here in Charlotte. He claims to heal back discs.


We discussed my bad discs and mine are kinda like the phase 2 pictured above.


He has some really cool back skeletons in his conference room. The afternoon light was awesome on this picture.

I'm going to give this a whirl even though I think he is hokey. He spends a bit too much time convincing me he is a doctor. Write me a script and you are a doctor.

This Day in History


Dr. Cornelius Spork, the inventor of the Spork, invented the Spork, 100 years ago today.




Thank you Dr. Spork.

Add this to Yup

I don't care for yup.

Add "my bad" to that list.

On another note, today is 60 days to St Croix eve. Soon I will escalate surveillance of island news, cams, flights and begin makings detailed plans.

Tomorrow, 60 days. I start dive planning and packing.

US Airways flight 1415....my eye is on you.


Stuff I Have to Have

Windex. No substitute. No multi cleaner bullshit. No imposter blue stuff.

Viva paper towels. The best by far. All other paper towels pale in comparison.





Way Cool

A raccoon once, now the buzzards made it art.



My Back

 Damn. It seems I have aggravated something in my foundation vertebrae once again. I guess I have been pushing too much.  My right and left thigh will suddenly erupt in a pain that feels like a dog bite. I have learned to stop yelling when this happens, because it makes me look so stupid when I start screaming for apparently no reason.  I get waves of numbness in my right leg.  Often nothing hurts but my spine.  So I am seeking some new path, since I am not on a cane, and much better off than I was before surgery, as to head off another episode of pain and surgery, like I did last spring. The place I am going claims that they can heal damaged discs without surgery or steroid shots.  We will see. I have a lot of active life yet to live.  

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Sunday Night Football





Stop the Presses!

Nelson Mandela died suddenly this afternoon after a three years illness at the age of 95.

Such an untimely death.

Return to your regular life.



This Day in history

On Dec. 5, 1933, national Prohibition came to an end as Utah became the 36th state to ratify the 21st Amendment to the Constitution, repealing the 18th Amendment.

80 years baby!



Jets vs Panthers














Drone Deliveries

Better get busy finding and defining your personal drone port. Fortunately I reasoned through this futuristic concept years ago and created a landing area for drones. See the cleared area to the right as seen on Google Earth?


Notice also the ringed in area that is protected? I am read for some drones baby.

I expect my first pizza delivery in the fall of 2017.

This is all located just steps from the proposed Duke Hunnicutt Port Authority to be built on my creek.

Amen!





Rest and Dog Crap

It is Tuesday and finally I am rested. Between camping, diving, driving, tailgating, setting up and breaking down, throw on catching a cold, and I was dead exhausted by Monday morning.



Rest works wonders.

There were no shit incidents to report while camping. This has to be a first.

Riverboat Ron




This is a Ron's world
This is a Ron's world
But it would be nothing,nothing
Without a women or a girl

[verse 1:]
You see, Ron made the car
To take us over the road
Ron made the train
To carry the heavy load
Ron made the electrolight
To take us out of the dark
Ron made the boat full of water
Like noah made the arc

This is a Ron's,Ron's,Ron's world
But it would be nothing, nothing
Without a women or a girl

[verse 2:]
Ron thinks about little bit of baby girls and a baby boys
Ron make them happy
Cos Ron make them toys
And after Ron make everything
Everything he can
You know that Ron makes money
To buy from other man

This is a Ron's world
But it would be nothing, nothing
Not one little thing
Without a women or a girl

He's lost in the wilderness
He's lost in bitterness



We Have a Swell Team

9-3.

We won the prestigious Bojangles award. $25 in my pocket bitch.



Oysters galore.


General browsing for grub.


Flank steak porn.


Oyster porn.


The cutting or the steak.


Inside the wing steamer.


And we won again!

The time has come to say goodbye

To November.



Dive 125 & 126

I finally made it to Ginnie Springs yesterday with my nephew. It is one hell of a spring indeed. Water comes gushing out about 45 feet down in a cavern. The water is clear, cool and drinkable. The is a bared door keeping us from going any further.


From this gushing hole a sizable cavern has been carved. This is one of the entrances to the cavern. Outside the water pools and this spills over to the Santa Fe River.


Here I am in the cavern.


My 17 year old nephew at my side.

Location:Riverview Dr,Jekyll Island,United States

Just so You Know

In a dream last night, Led Zeppelin played the Lemon Song. For me. The grinding guitar, the crisp drum beats, and the unique voice. It was beyond words.

I was standing at the front of the stage in a surreal fog. There were others behind me but I could not see them.

What a treat.



The Turkey was Good!

A little rosemary inside and a garlic olive bath outside.


Then some plain old salt and pepper dusting on the skin.

I tied the wings, legs and turned that bird for 2 ½ hours with just a tad of hickory.

The bird rested for 40 minutes, then was cut and served.

Moist with flavor. The wings will be consumed today by yours truly.