Tradio

For my friends around the world, here is a little slice of NW Oklahoma. If you tune in and listen online 9-10 am Central Time (11-12 Eastern) at http://www.woodwardradio.com/Tradio.html you can hear things that will make you smile. Things like:

"Tradio, your on the air"

"Yeah, I have a 1984 Kawasaki motorcycle. I'll take $50 bucks for her. I also have 4 lorikeets and 2 sandbags. I am asking 25 dollars, each."

or

"Hey. I want to sell a Garrett metal detector. Bought it off TV. Never used. Asking 400. Also I have some engine belts, used. 15 bucks each. And a California Raisin collection - fifty dollars, firm."

It's the underground radio, revolutionizing Oklahoma.

The other day, I heard a man listing some broiler chickens for five bucks a piece. Wrote his number down and gave him a call. Guy said I need to butcher the chickens right when I get home, or they might die on the spot...still thinking about what to do. We have some friends that recently built their own automated chicken plucker, and are having an old fashion chicken butchering Oct 3rd, I'll let you know how it all pans out.

Anyway, hopefully I can get on the air tomorrow. If I do, you will be able to listen to me trying to sell our puppies, some Kiko-Spanish bucklings, and maybe the miniature horse the kids got for Christmas. (Thanks Santa!) This isn't our horse, or our son

This awe-inspiring book was lent to us by our dear friends Coleen and Ryan. The book is a stream of consciousness celebration of God's Creation. A beautiful trip through the author's ideas concerning life, the world, and the wonder that surrounds us.

In this book, Nate Wilson mentions that the chances of you being born are 1 out of 8 million, and that the chances of us both being here - that is Kasse and I (since she is my only reader for now) - are one out of sixty four trillion. If we take into account the probabilities of our grandparents, their grandparents, times of conception, etc. the chances are far less. There is really no chance at all.


Everything pretty much on our part is a choice. We have a choice. I know we make our plans and God directs our paths, but we still have to make our plans. 

Life is where it is now because of the decisions we have made, or in not making decisions - especially by not making them.

My fortune cookie the other day said "Good luck comes with good planning". I decided not to home school the kids this year. I couldn't hijack their education without a plan....or could I?  (he he he)

Matt says no to free love and nickel beer no matter how much I demand it.

Don't want to write a bunch of worthless garbage, or spend a lot of time on this. I just wanted to touch base with mankind. Actually, my goal for this blog is to spend hopefully no more than an hour a day sharing stories, thoughts, and our family's daily pursuit of peace and order. Also, just to have a little fun.

The kids are out to sea in the back yard, killing pirates and spotting mermaids.  What do I focus on? Do I take this time now and choose to return the books I checked out this summer? I think so. Better get a move on it. The bookmobile only comes every other week. Yes, in rural America there are traveling libraries. Only steps ahead of the Biblioburro-The donkey library in Columbia.

Check out this link. This man is a real saint - someone who knows what's truly importante. A must see. Matt's hero.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wuTswmx9TQU