On the Road With Uncy Bones!

This blog is about my road travels from the last few months and beyond. These images and little "quips of wisdom" penned by either Rednecks, Disgruntled Immigrant Workers or any other race creed or religion; DO NOT reflect my own opinion. These are for entertainment purposes only. This site is yet but a fetus. More post are on the way.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

General Lee

Ren Faire

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Picture(13)

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Picture(24)

Friday, June 09, 2006

Cade's Cove June 4, 2006



This was a picture taken of my beautiful wife Kristy, my 2 sons Aiden and Camden ; and myself in Cade's Cove in the Smoky Mountains National Park. Nothing very exciting to report, just a very nice day with the family and seen lots of deer and turkey... Although do you notice the strange bright aura surrounding my bride?

Little Drummer Boy - 13 months old.



Now, I know this was meant to be a blog detailing my travels and all the profane, insane travesties that no one should endure but, this is my reason for living. True, I encourage him but, as you can see the boy is a natural! When I am away, this is what I am missing at home.

Marty and another TN Timber Rattler



I told you Marty was a true sportsman. While clearing brush we came across another rattler. Marty, always eager to display his willingness to acquire a new scar, demonstrates his technique of relocating the viper. Fortunately, the move was successful both for the snake and the well being of the owners wife!

Thursday, June 08, 2006

"Mexican Birth Canal"



Many of the pics you'll see on this blog are "graffiti's and periodical retaliations" of graffiti's penned by the most special kind of idiots for the purpose of illuminating the worst part of the work day, namely those moments where you can't manage to leave the jobsite and find proper facilities and forced to use "the penalty box", "the taco stand", or simply "the porto-shitter". The words written on these walls have left an indelible mark on my soul, and possibly a stain on my shirt sleave depending on where the toilet paper is located. If you'll notice on the right of vent tube, it reads "mexican space shuttle", to the left on the vent it reads "mexican birth canal"

Roll On



I've always been a sucker for a good limmerick, but rarely do I find one with such an accurate statement. I'm sure anyone who has worked construction including our "amigos"from the south will agree, america has been built with the aid of a "well utilized tool" it has been my experience for many years there is a reason even the most foul mouthed fiends on these jobs manage to keep from getting their asses beaten much to the disbelief of the corporate wankers with clipboards who walk the job pretending to know what's going on. Perhaps there's more in their briefcases than papers pertaining to codes and job specs. Roll on.

Fag's ALL of U



Getting back to an earlier post, I mentioned something about race, creed or religion. I guess I've failed to mention sexual preferances [sorry to all fellow hetro's, gotta be fair]; also, I mentioned graffiti's and graffiti's retaliations.well,here's a perfect example of morons updating morons throughout the period of a job. Now, I don't claim to be the sharpest tool in the shed, [this blog for example] but I can't help but feel at least a little more superior intelectually [isn't that double superlitives? sorry] I suppose ignorance is truly bliss. [that applies to you, them and myself.

Goat Diamond


All right folks, the one eyed wonder has done it once again. I present to you a diamond in the rough,or as my boss and dear friend paul would say;"a diamond in a goats ass". I'm not sure why this whimsical little form of work truancy attracts me so, but here you are. enjoy!

Flag Car Bike

Thumbs Up!


I know this isn't the greatest picture, but so intriguing. I'm not sure what the law stipulates, but this is the second hitchhiker to be seated firmly against this "no hitchhiking" sign. This fellow traveler may be within his rights by "thumbin' it" at the bottom of the exit, but not sure. Gonna go back to VA. soon and I hope to get lucky enough to get a better photo.

First Born



Can everyone say "Flex Fuel" We have plenty of "MASH" around these parts!

Car Warsh



First off, stereotyping is not cool....

Inspiration!!!


Ah, The wisdom that comes from within the Shit House walls!

Inadvertant Art



This one's a dandy, I love these updated art forms! The anonymous artists regale!It's true, you can improve perfection.

A piece of peace



Just one of those moments a proud father has to share. This is my first born
Mr. Aiden Wiley Hunter W.

Scorpion fish from Hell



O.K. folks meet my best friend and co-worker Marty.[he makes more money than me.]Marty's quite possibly the greatest hunter/fisherman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. He may not have the most expensive equipment, but he's NEVER failed to out hunt, out fish or out trap even the most seasoned or wealthy sportsman. here he is holding the most poisonous fish in the ocean; a Scorpion fish.Much to his dismay,it was caught by our boss,friend and fishing sponsor, Paul.[Go Paul!!!] When asked just how big these things get, The Capt. exclaimed "you're lookin' at it!!!This fish is the most expensive mounted fish or for your aquarium. The Capt. also mentioned how rare they are and even though he takes 30 to 40 people out to fish up to three times a day, he only sees maybe one a year caught. Naturally, the boss is getting it mounted.

TN Timber Rattler



While clearing property for a friend, this rattler found himself under a lawnmower. The creature continued to bite at anything and nothing due to reflexes, so I had to cut it's head off and hide it under a rock to protect the dogs. An unfortunate end for such a beautiful creature, although their are many more in the area. This one didn't go to waste though, it was put in some olive oil and quickly "masticated" [rare vittles]

Hillbilly paradise

Back in the day...


Welcome to on the Road with Uncy Bones!
A long time ago in a mindset far, far away! Isn't it ironic? A biker with no bike. What a joke!! ah yes, 12 years and 60 pounds later, here we are shorter of breath and one day closer to death!