Uncle Donnie's Views from Under the Bus

Hi. I'm Uncle Donnie. My family throws me under the bus regularly. I've decided to prove them all right.

These are my views, opinions and dogma. They don't represent the views of anyone but me. Whaddya gonna do? Leave the gun, take the cannoli. Lean back, drink some chianti, and enjoy my views from under the bus.

Friday, September 30, 2011

The Last Day of September

Uncle Donnie is usually not very good at predicting sporting contests, so I might as
well, what have I got to lose? My picks for the World Series this year are the Tampa
Rays from the AL, and the Philadelphia Phillies from the NL. I have always loved the
Yankees, but I think they are gettin a little old, you know what I mean?
My trophy wife Betty is visiting our Florida family this week. Lt. Mahar is on a
deployment somewhere so Betty is down there helpiing Hallie and Lily. Hallie, as
you may know is great with child and having her mom down there is a treat for them.
Uncle Donnie already has a nickname for the new one......Cheech....Cheech Mahar,
what a great name for the little fella. I knew you'd agree.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to tell you that Buggles(my former editor) got her letter
of acceptance to bible school. She starts in January 2012. We're all pretty jazzed
about it. Cannon Beach will never be the same after this next year, capisci mi?
Ever hear about a guy by the name of Elton Trueblood? I've been reading a book of
his entitled, The Yoke Of Christ...and other sermons.The last two chapters really
spoke to me. One was called The Power Of Small Fellowships, and the other, The
Home as a Foretaste of the Kingdom. Look him up, you won't be disappointed.
I'm pretty sure Jesus would have you read some Martyn LLoyd-Jones as well. Act like
a sponge and soak up some of his works, you know what I mean?

Have a great October 1st,
Uncle D.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Think Responsibly

So lately, Uncle Donnie has been concerned about the many problem 'thinkers' in our
culture! For instance, we have way too many underage thinkers, you know what I mean?
I don't know why, maybe it's due to the under developed chromosomes in their cranial
cavity, or maybe their just stupid, I dunno. Come on young people; don't think and
drive, and fuggetabout this; we don't think and we don't chew, but we might go with
girls who do! Think responsibly, capisci mi?
Whattabout the social thinkers, whats their problem anyways? They only think when
they go to parties or meetings or therapy group, where they try to impress with how
many thoughts they can hold, you know these people right? They really think they can
think you under the table, marone, as if that could really happen to an experienced
thinker, right? I mean you've probably forgot more about thinking than they will
ever know! Whattayagonnado!
Next we have to deal with the binge thinker, who is slugging down thot after thot,
non-stop until he can't think anymore. This person is usually on a three day think
bender and is seriously a candidate for thinkers anonymous, which may prove that
thinking may be hazardous to your health, if you get my meaning!
Time simply won't allow me to examine the closet thinker or the non-thinker, but I
will mention, in closing, the healthy thinker, who like Uncle Donnie puts some thot
in his thinks. Moderation, and proper thinking habits, like two adult thinks a day,
makes for a healthy thinking person!
Oh yeah, I almost forgot, keep away from all those thinking fountains out there, O.K.

Ciao,
D.
Hey, the next time I see ya, the thinks will be on me!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Kid gets married

Uncle Donnie had quite a week! Yeah, it was wedding week for the young man who works
for me, you may remember him as Kid Gazelle. Two wonderful families were joined
together through this new union. It was an honor to be a part of the whole thing, you
know what I mean? The Sicilians say,"casa senza fimmina 'mpuvirsci", which means how
poor is a home without a woman! D. says truer words were never spoken. La buona moglie fa il buon marito, which is Italian for, a good wife makes a good husband.
My trophy wife Betty is in hearty agreement, capisci mi?

Sogni d'oro (sweet dreams)
Uncle Donnie

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Christians Are Like Manure?

So Uncle Donnie finished reading Crazy Love, you know, the book I was telling you
about recently! Seems like it was a little better than I expected, seein how this guy Chan, Pastor Chan, is still alive. I wonder though if people will be reading
this book fifty years from now, you know what I mean? Here was the best story in the
book;"A friend of mine once said that Christians are like manure: spread them out
and they help everything grow better, but keep them in one big pile and they stink
horribly. Which are you? The kind that reeks, around which people walk a wide swath?
Or the kind that trusts God enough to let Him spread you out---whether that means
going outside your normal group of Christian friends, increasing your material giving, or using your time to serve others?" Cute, right? It just kinda weird having
God and manure and Christians in the same thought,you know what I mean? Maybe You
should get rid of some of your 'crappy' friends! Marone, I can't believe I just said
that.....fuggetaboudit! I mean whattayagonnado?
I guess Pastor Chan has a point, right. Were sposed to live lives that produce that
sweet smelling aroma, the kind of lives that 'talk' matches 'walk', capisci mi?
Fruit of the Spirit living rather than lusts of the flesh living, right?
My cousin, Timmy Highstuff used to say, "hey if you were immersed in a tub of puke,
would you open your eyes?"
Which, when I stop to think about it, has nuttin to do with the book, but I thot
it might get your attention, on account of some of you might be fallin asleep right
about now!
I'm not saying, I'm just saying, you know?

Ciao, Bene.
Donnie

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Relax and Smell the Bourbon

Uncle D. likes to laugh and he likes to lounge; two pretty good 'L' words, right?
Leisure is good too, but not lazy, capisci mi? I mean its not like I'm doing nothing
in my leisure time. It's more like whatever I'm doing, I'm doing it leisurely. When
I water the garden, I do it leisurely. Whenever I mow the lawn, I mow it leisurely.
It's like Uncle D. is going nowhere fast, so whereever I go, I go leisurely. It's
more like that Tommy Bahama mentality, like a laid back, leisurely attitude applied
to just about everything! Relax and smell the bourbon, I mean flowers. Whattayagonna
do?
Don't get me wrong,labor is very important too, right? I mean we have a national
holiday commemerating it, Labor Day, don't we? I mean it's all good, we're sposed to
enjoy the fruit of our labor, and he that won't labor won't get to eat, and six days
you should labor and then the seventh, rest and have leisure, right? Are you gettin
my meaning here? Keep up paisan, this ain't rocket surgery, you know what I mean?
All that aside, Uncle D. would have you stay loose and shake yourself from time to
time and love your people, like you've never loved before, like a labor of love,
you know, what I mean?

Uncle Donnie