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Reverend Martha McGougan Horn, 63, of Ridgeland, South Carolina, wife of Reverend J. Robert Horn IV finished the days that God had given her and entered into his heavenly kingdom Monday, December 28, 2015. Her Funeral Service will be held Saturday, January 2, 2016 in Saint James Church, 1872 Camp Road at 2:00 p.m. Interment, Churchyard. Arrangements by J. Henry Stuhr, Inc. Downtown Chapel.
Martha was born November 5, 1952 in Charleston, South Carolina, daughter of Lt. Col. Bruce A. McGougan, Jr. (USAF ret.) and Lillian Brockington McGougan. She received her Master's Degree from Trinity School of Ministry and was an assistant rector at St. Luke's Church in Hilton Head. Her lifelong passion was preaching and teaching in order to bring many to Christ. Prior to the priesthood, she excelled with her organization, 100 Fold Life Ministry leading missions nationally and internationally.
In addition to her husband and parents, she is survived by her daughter, Martha Legaré Horn of Bluffton, SC; granddaughter, Alexandra Legaré Horn; three brothers, Michael B. McGougan (Debbie) of Clarksburg, WV, Bruce A. McGougan, III (Tamara) of James Island, SC, and Markley Eugene McGougan (Tracey) of Johns Island, SC; and her aunt, Sandra Brockington of Saluda, NC.
She was preceded in death by her son Joseph Robert Horn V.
Memorials may be made to Victorious Ministry Through Christ, Attn: Rev. William Westlund, P.O. Box 1804, Winter Park, FL 32790.
J. Henry Stuhr, Inc. Downtown Chapel.
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To just be grossly generalistic, you can put half of Trump supporters into what I call the 'basket of deplorables.' Right? Racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamaphobic, you name it.That basket of deplorables is topped only by you and your immoral foundation donation hawking whore hopping husband.
Hillary Clinton
LGBT gala fundraiser
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In my pursuit of spammers I have isolated quite a number of them utilizing various residential nodes.
Typically on DHCP segments their IP address are subject to variance based on the TTL (time to live) of their present address renewal presenting the issue of discrimination toward DHCP segments ... and STATIC segments as well.
I notice that a number of these are on my own network.
It makes me wonder if roadrunner is indeed the place for me. I would think that a proactive approach to the abuse of network resources would be the status quo. This does not appear to be the case.
As is my policy; I hit the logs every day and will block every subnet from which spammers attempt to exploit my server. This will ultimately result in a lot of others losing access ... but we must do what we must do.
Today I head back to work after a long weekend. It's one of those mixed blessings where I enjoy the down time ... but I also would just as soon be at work in pursuit of that feeling of usefulness and utility it provides.
It seems that I need somewhere to go.
I spent a little time with Mom at her place Sunday. This was after all the excitement of attempting to depart only to find a dead battery. Saturday evening all appeared well. I slapped on the battery charger, cranked it up to 75 amps and the truck started right up.
A half hour at Autozone and a hundred seventy five bucks later and everything is new and working again.
I suppose that I could have spent Labor Day with Mom as well, but opted to try and get a little cleaning done. I hit the living room and bed room. The kitchen could certainly use more work.

Somehow lolling around the house napping the better part of the weekend is somewhat less productive than I'd like. Such is the life of a "non essential" worker. Good thing for the teevee, the robot, and the rack.
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I went looking around Youtube briefly until I became sickenly underwhelmed by the sheer numbers of superlatives embedded in the titles.
Things like "wonderful" and "best of" are stuck in the titles in an attempt to get someone to view mediocre content regurgitated with sophomoric movie maker piecing of snippets.
No wonder I don't care to frequent youtube. They want you to have an account and you can't filter the age range of the posters so you're stuck with the junior grade skill-less wannabes and the persons capturing footage straight from their televisions for lack of equipment or software.
Really, I don't have any professional posting expectations per se ... but if all you can do is post inferior material to which you ascribe the words "wonderful" or "best of" all I can say for your fantasy is
M-i-c-k-e-y M-o-u-s-e
I don't mean to appear ungrateful for the sharing ... but those sameole tired techniques and labels just don't cut it for me personally. This is why I avoid youtube like the plague anymore — but I don't try to force my opinion on others.



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