Sunday Sermonette

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Which reminds me, we’re getting ready for the arrival of the ’48 Willys in two weeks here in the Arizona highlands.
You don’t have to go fast in the Willy’s, and you don’t have to carry a lot of people because it’s a ranch rig.

The Pinz-or-Mog-or-Power Wagon is on hold until I get the Willy’s worked out and can decide whether or not I need one more vehicle.

And I think that the Willy’s will be painted green eventually, which is my segue to St. Patrick’s Day.

St. Paddy’s Day

No Irishman needs an excuse to drink. Not ever.

Neither do pirates (we don’t wait until the sun is over the yard arm as is Naval tradition). The day allows cultural appropriators to PRETEND to be Irish. Do the Irish care that everyone wants to be them? No. They could give a rat’s ass. Beer (green and otherwise) is served to everyone regardless to race, gender, national origin, or political affiliation. The Irish are inclusive in their pubs – more inclusive if you buy a few rounds for the house and just leave your credit card running.
Have a happy day and celebrate with whom you please, be as crazy as you please, and may you get to  heaven a half hour before the devil knows you’re dead. (There’s Whiskey in the Jar)
St. Patrick was a saint…thus the sermonette.
He drove the snakes out of Ireland. I wonder if he could return to the living and preform the same miracle in Washington DC?

27 thoughts on “Sunday Sermonette

  1. I first produced pistols and then produced my rapier, I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya!

  2. The Willys will be easier to keep on the road than the Power Wagon, much more after market support. Then again, if you have a handy automotive machine shop nearby, who needs after market crap?

  3. Sadly (I guess), there is no handy automotive machine shop on the Mogollon Rim. There are no stores, no discos, no strip malls, no fast food, none of the accoutrements of 'civilization'. The only sop to modern life is a gas station on State Route 87 where it intersects with Lake Mary Road.

    That is compensated with the presence of elk, deer, mountain lions, wolves, buffalo and lots of eagles, but they don't work on Jeeps and can't run a lathe, or seat a bolt with an impact wrench.

  4. I take it the Willys is a jeep rather than one of the pickups they used to make as well. I would be happy with either. That is one supple young lady in that photo.
    Luckily I do have some Irish in the mix. I'm working the range today so I'll have to wait until tonight to crack open the Bushmills. A late start is probably a good thing. The body doesn't bounce back like it used to.

  5. Yes, it's a Jeep, not a pickup. Both would work, really, but the Jeep option was available. It's been in the works for a while at my son-in-law's house. I've been helping him work on it and it's time that the rig relocate. It started as a 100% salvage, no working engine, no tranny, etc.

    Jim, take it easy, be careful at the range, because people are nuts, and if the opportunity presents itself, celebrate gently.

  6. St Patrick's Day is for amateurs. My sister says the Irish fight among themselves for lack of worthy opponents.

  7. Good WILLY call. I say that coz I want one.

    Then there's Beto. Do these people know no shame? Come back, Patrick, please.

  8. The '48 Willys? It's a good job that's not advertised over here or you'd have a coach load of limeys turning up.

  9. Then considering your deep pockets, I would just charter a Chinook helicopter to lift the Willys or Power Wagon to and from the nearest machine shop (Flagstaff?), no problems.

  10. I'm concerned that at some point the EuroTour people will discover this place. Usually they arrive in busses in Flagstaff, spend the night and then head over to the Grand Canyon. Don't get me wrong, the Grand Canyon is worth seeing. Then I think that the busses take them to Las Vegas where they spend their hard earned money on shows, hamburgers and hookers.

  11. It may take a dozen saints to do it. Look at the trouble that Saint Donald has been having.

  12. I have no idea how we can ever clear that rat pack out. Likely that will fall to a generation other than ours, Old NFO.

  13. This Willys is a project, which means it's a work in progress. I helped drop the engine in, find a clutch plate that worked, dropped in the transmission (can't call it a 'tranny' anymore — because people would think that somehow Bruce Jenner had a part in this), and things like that, but the Son-in-Law did most of what has been done.

  14. Like that you are getting to live in the back of beyond. My favorite kind of places to live.
    Can't wait to see the ol' (2 years younger than me, lol) Willys.
    My grandpa always drove a Willys pickup, got him in and out of a lot of places it shouldn't have…

  15. Let them go to Vegas and eat cake. Better that than your wilderness.

    Would take a pretty hearty type to hike your mountains. Does Europe breed them like that any more? I think they like the girly-men more now, too.
    Except for all the muslims they are allowing in..

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