House work ...

Just so every one of you knows, the house swap has begun.
So now we wait till next week to do finish this fun up.
... Wait, does this mean that we get a small break this weekend?
More then likely not.
On a side note, writing this Blog takes a lot longer using my phone!!!

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Onward moving onward …

Well the title is a lie, we are not moving anything because we got lied to … sorry misinformed …
I got a phone call today asking a few questions from a different person about our house and I decided to ask ‘Are you all still starting out here tomorrow?’
I then got the reply ‘No, more like Monday.’
Well, after a few dumbfounded moments I found out that the sales person was wrong about the start date and that he wasn’t supposed to say anything because he doesn’t work in that department.
Long story short, we can look at the house but that’s about it.
So, now that we have moved our bed, most of our kitchen and all kinds of other things to where we will be staying for a week … we find out we didn’t have to bother and that the time between getting the house done and our vacation is now cut down to 1 week.
So, BIG wrench thrown at us … not to mention I have to reschedule a delivery, Satellite installation and the Phone hook up now.

Needless to say, we are perturbed!

We were talking in the car, on our way back from getting out pots and pans, about something that Peta is trying to do … wait for this one … talk about out of left field with this topic …

They asked Ben and Jerry’s to use, wait for it … Human Mother’s Milk instead of Cow!
I know, Cow milk is SO good, except for Skim that should not exist, why change!
They say that it is cruel to the Cows and how Human Mothers Milk is better for us.
Wow, OK, so we have a LARGE Milk demand here in the states so lets see if I can figure this out …
If a Cow produces roughly 6 gallons of milk a day equaling about 57 pounds. (Information gotten from Wikipedia)
Now I am all about the breasts, but how many women would it take to get that kind of turn over … an average woman produces about 25 ounces a day … so every 5 women would make about a gallon … so 30 women to equal what a cow does?
(Again Info gotten from Wikipedia)

So, me being me, I have it all planned out!
We need a few things first though …
1) A Large Air Conditioned Warehouse
2) Modified Milking apparatuses from 8 to 2
3) Lots of Basic Televisions that get the local ‘Shows’ AKA Soap Operas
4) Comfy chairs
5) Woman willing to sit around and do nothing all day but watch TV

I was thinking then … the hard part is to find the women willing to help out.
Not as hard as you might think … Government Aid Lines!
We have the perfect target group … now we will need to worry about diseases in the milk and other small problems but I think Peta might be on to something!

If nothing else, they can at least help reduce the cost to the rest of us by making their own Government Milk, Butter and Cheese!
My Wife just added that we could possablly gather Yeast to help with the making of bread too!
Isn't she helpfull ... ... I think I am going to be sick!!!

I will let them drink the first glass though, last glass and every in-between!
Now doesn’t the Sign at the top make more since with a title like ‘Onward Moving Onward’?

The First Day of Moving …

The house showed up today!!!
Today we were going to move some of the stuff we might need over to where we will be staying the week or so that we are homeless.
The Wife’s Brother has a rental property that is vacant at the moment so he is letting us stay there.
We, being of above average intellect, decided to take things that we would need during our stay.
Tevo, Game Stations, DVD Players, Love Seat and Bed … Computer too, but without Internet not much fun!
We were going to use my neighbor’s trailer to move these things, but it had a flat tire.
We were then going to use my dad’s but, it is to far away and being used by another person.
So, I asked the person I know I could trust, The Mexican.
Louie is what his parents named him but to everyone who knows him, he is, The Mexican!
He is one of the last truly kind people I know.
Whenever he hears that I need help he shows up … whenever he thinks I need help, he offers.
My A/C Broke, he came and fixed it; my Window A/C broke, he fixed it; a water line under my house broke, he fixed it; my Phone Line broke, he fixed it … get the drift?
I never ask for help and he never accepts payment.
I know, great deal, right?
Come on, all this because he is afraid I will turn him in … wait no that already happened and we found out he was actually legal and from Texas, he actually had papers!
We call him the Mexican because he always has on Cow Boy Boots, and a Western Hat when not at work … O, and he is a Mexican.
He really doesn’t like his own people either I might add … always saying that they are lazy and bothersome and how they need to learn English …
So, of course we call him what he dislikes most … aren’t we good friends!
Back to the Mexican and his latest act of Kindness …
He let us borrow his truck!
On top of that he offered to help us move … I know, where do people like this come from?
So, now the Wife and I have something to move the last few items we need to tomorrow, and all because of his good nature.
Mind you, it doesn’t have a radio or working A/C … the key needs to be wiggled in a weird way to start it and to open the drivers door from the inside you must roll down the window and use the outside lever … I told you he was a Mexican right?
Honest to god, everything I just said about his truck is true … it has some killer Glass Packs though … I think it’s a Mexican thing?
All joking aside, Thank You Mr. J and if you ever need anything I hope you know I will be there, and so will my Wife!

The last Blog …

That’s right, this is more then likely the last Blog.
I have had a good time with this but all things most come to an end.
I just have to much going on in my life to devote almost an hour plus every day to keep this up to have only 3 people look at it.
I can just do a quick E-mail or phone call … wow, talking in person for a change.
Opening up to another person instead of hiding behind a computer screen.
I mean it isn’t like I am some person hiding behind a picture of me from 10 years ago saying I am thin and attractive never wishing for a person to see me in real life because I am ashamed of myself and what I have let myself become … getting side tracked aren’t I … that’s My Space not this Blog …

Back to the point though, I have had fun and I hope I have let people know a little more about me.
Then also given some of you a little something to think about.

I wish you all the best and I will be calling and or E-mailing you few who read this soon.

So, until I get my Internet back in a week or two this Blog is about dead.
I might make a few posts with my Iphone but they will be short and just saying “The house is here” or “We are unpacking” … What, wait … you all thought I was going to stop my Bloguverse already?
NO WAY!
I am just getting ready to move and will not have Internet for a while.

Me, give up the power to speak my mind to … well the possibility of … thousands?

NEVER!!!

Talk to you all soon though and take care!!!

Talking when packing …

Not a whole lot to say,
We have been packing most of the day!
Moving real soon but when will it be,
Monday or Tuesday we will soon see!
Away for a week but then we’ll be back,
Unpacking the mess that we call our ____ … Stuff!
(Censoring do to small children might read this)

Not the best poem but I am not a writer!

I was talking with the Dr. and …

Long story short, my head hurts.
Things are busted and no one knows what!
Important things I learned though!
I differentiate words better then colors,
My left hand is faster then my right,
I can read fake words very well,
If you ask me to draw something 3 times throughout the day and I didn’t remember it the first time, the next two times you ask, guess what …
If the story isn’t gripping or exciting, I will probably not care enough to remember, especially when I can see a bird is on the windowsill … pretty bird …
You can tell me 15 words over and over again but the likely hood is I lost interest after the 4th,
My spelling and math skills are not up to par to where I think my education is … but I still know that pie ‘R’ round and good cakes ‘R’ layered,
Hospital Cafeteria food still sucks,
If at first you cant find a parking space, drive a mile away and walk, it because none will come available,
If they suggest you take a potty break, there is more then likely a good reason,
The big one though …When asking me about my past and history, expect to get little in the way of answers,

The truth is, going to the VA hospital reminds me every time how good I have it!
I still have all of my limbs,
I can still use all of my limbs,
I don’t have large portions of my skin burned off,
I don’t have to go to the bathroom, and have someone else clean it up,
I don’t have a fear every time I hear a crash or bang,
I don’t hit the ground and crawl under a truck when I hear a whistle, helicopter or plain,
I don’t have nightmares that take me back to relive things that no one should have done once … so often,
I can still, over all, function, well even I might add!
Most people have no clue I have any problems so I guess it isn’t that bad after all?

The VA has changed a lot over the years.
So much so that when I got out I refused to go because it was so bad.
It HAS changed though, a lot, and it is not so bad now … dare I say good?

Today I saw people without legs, arms and on all kind of different machines used to keep them alive.
There pride and self respect has been taken away from them, so many people have forgotten them and worse what they have done for us as American’s.

These men and woman have given more then there lives.
Some of these Vietnam Veterans have been waiting for their bodies to fail now for over 30 years.
More then a few of them wish for death every day.
Even worse how about all of the Veterans lost in the Prison systems across America?
Just because they didn’t fit in when they got back because they saw and did things that made them to be different from the rest of us.
How is/was it right for us to let them end up being there?
Wasn’t it, and isn’t it, our responsibility to look after them and for them when they needed us most?
I mean, isn’t that what they did for us?

We as the Last Super Power care more, and look out more, for others in foreign lands then we do our own brothers and sisters here in the states?
When will the leaders of this Great land of ours realize that WE ARE THE JONESES!
Stop trying to keep up already, it’s time to sit down and take care of our own already!

Please, just every once and awhile remember them.
Isn’t that the least we can do?
Didn’t they get enough pain and heartache when they got back and then again over the years in their sleep?
Say a prayer for them every once and awhile, or a nice word to one of them in passing, … I mean, didn’t they give up enough for us, so that we could do both of those things?

Worried about tomorrow …

I have to go to the VA tomorrow for a battery of testing that would normally be done over a few days but because of the distance I have to drive and the amount of time I would have to take off from work it was decided that I am ‘Hard Core’ enough to do it all in one day.
The truth is, I am ‘Hard Core’!
I can deal with and do about what ever I want to … except see my toes while not bending over but that’s another issue.
This is different though for some reason, and is really bothering me.
This is one of the groups of tests that should tell what is wrong with my head, how bad it is and what might, if anything, can be done to fix it.

This is also one of the groups of tests that they want to do to see how well I function … I personally think not so bad but then again I have brain damage so what do I know?

There is a small chance that they will say that I can’t work anymore and that I need happy pills of some form or another.
They would give me more money and I would be able to collect Social Security making roughly 1 thousand bucks more a month then I currently do while doing nothing for it.
I would at that point demand a Handicap Parking tag … I am broken and Mentally Retarded they have to be nice to me … right?
Sounds good doesn’t it?
Not to me!
I can’t sit around and do nothing letting my brain melt away even faster from a lack of activity and use.

Don’t say stuff like church work, charity work or other types of activities like that … I am not part of the AARP group yet and I would rather not have to hang out with them and be that cute fat guy getting hit on by the old Blue Hairs … although Bingo is a lot of fun …

Just keeping you all in the loop … House should be here Monday (God we have so much to do still!) so we will have no Internet for a while … equaling no blogs … lucky you all!

At least I am not to the point of the guy in the above photo, yet … wow now that’s bad times!

While at work today …

I started to doodle out some website designs and even a few comic related efforts.
I know, how nice it must be to have a job were you can devote 2+ hours to doing a lot of nothing … yes it is nice!
Coming up with an opening page add eye catcher is not as easy as you might think though!
The comic strip, other then having to draw it, is basic and simple.
Coming up with a single image that will make others want to look at and read said comic strip … well not so easy!
You need to get the ideal of what it is about, what it might involve and just something to make people think it might be funny … really, not so easy!
I have also found out that, although I can still draw the main character, I can’t draw anymore!
This is making this VERY difficult!
Above is the first draft ideal … I NEED MORE!!!
Remember, this is just a draft nothing special …
This is going to be the, or one of the, advertisement one shot I post places.
So, feel free to send ideals!
The comic strip is about 3 new recruits, about 20ish, going to work in a Prison … Can’t put a lot into a single frame and trying to keep words out of it … not so easy now is it?

That’s that … going to go pack the house should be here Monday or Tuesday … Woot!

So I was sitting at home …

I decided that I would look more into this starting up a full fledge web page thing and bringing my silly comic strip back to life.
I bought a Domain Name and looked for a Host.
Then I tried to create a new web page, you know like my old one that I was good at and knew how to do everything on … that’s when it got weird …

I used to be able to do Web Page work with no effort.
You know back with HTMP coding and all of that fun stuff.
Now, they have programs that do it all for you … needless to say I feel a little out of my element.
The above picture says a lot about how I feel.
Just like at my job where I have convinced everyone that I have a clue about fixing cars I had convinced myself that I knew how to build web pages, still.
Needless to say, I am the Pony in the before mentioned picture.

It is so bad that I can’t even find the place to put the codes in … some programs don’t even except the codes I know and love anymore!

I am starting to understand now how old people feel.
This is to me as punch cards are to them!
You were taught how to put a little card in and make the computer say some irrelevant number.
I am not sure why this was important to your teachers and you generation but it made you all happy to know that 3 holes on the right side and 4 on the left would tell the computer … something or other?
That being said … were you all not taught to push all the way through on the card removing the ‘Chad’ as it might be called completely?

Now that we have established that you all have been properly trained and educated on the ‘Chad’ pushing properties, why can you not grasp doing it on an election ballot?
They even have refresher courses every time before you vote.

I am not trying to point out how silly people are and their inability to push a piece of paper all the way through so it falls out, I am going for a little bit of a different thought … big surprise right?

If you all have forgotten things that were so important to you when you were in school why do you think that me, and my generation should be any better?

So, now to the point of how this completes my thought … don’t ask me for help with cars, web site design or, most of all multiplying Fractions and Decimals, I DON’T KNOW!!!

Thank you, please drive through … That’s what you will be hearing me say at my next job because that’s about as smart as I think I am right now … wait Order taker might be to advanced … trash guy is more like it …

So I was listening to the radio …

I was listening to the radio and heard a little about the Caylee Anthony case.
I am not going to get into all of that though … if you know me you should know how I feel … if you don’t then it is your loss.
There was a situation there this weekend.
Some Redneck (See Retard) decided to have her child, around 9ish, out at about midnight and then to drive over to protest.
This lead to an altercation because the lovely Redneck woman ended up getting out of her vehicle and decided it would be a good idea to yell at Caylee’s Grandmother … if you are missing some of the details and don’t know, well, you are probably better off!
Some how or another the Redneck woman, while yelling how bad the Grandmother is and what a horrible mother she must be to have raised a child like her daughter, managed to get the door of her vehicle slammed shut … on her child’s arm.
This not only broke the child’s arm, but also pinned the child there leaving him on the ground screaming and yelling in pain!
Being the good Retard … I mean Redneck mother that she was, though, what does she do?
She lets the child lay there for about 3 minutes attempting to get the point across how bad the other woman is/was at being a mother … … … WHAT?!?!?

OK, so we have all heard stuff like this before, but …
If someone can say ‘You have an illness and/or disease. So you can’t give Blood or Organs.’
What in the world makes it so that we can’t have someone say ‘You are a screw up, no kids for you!’
They can say, ‘Random Old Person, you are blind you can’t drive anymore’, You have seizures, sorry no more driving for you’ or ‘You have Aids, no more loving for you’!
Why can no one say ‘You are a flunky, no kids for you!’?

I don’t think the government should say that people can’t have children … I also think that someone or something needs to step up already and say something, though!
They have the right to say who can’t adopt though, isn’t that the same thing?
Sorry you are too poor, your house isn’t good enough, your insurance isn’t good enough, you don’t have 2 cars, your credit score is too low, you don’t have enough money for a prolonged state in your back account … and the Number #1 reason to upset me the most … wait for it … … … You are too fat!
I can’t adopt a child who is getting molested and or forgotten about in a home no one knows about because I like a second helping?
But the woman in the scooter at Wally-World with the 6 kids running around can get help to have more? (Insert VERY Upset Face here!)
Also, what about this one, You don’t have a religious faith so sorry … What about Separation of Church and (Fill in the Blank)?

Why is it that a single mother of 9 kids, all from different fathers I might add, can sit at home and collect government aid and not have to work?
I give her all of my Tax Money and all she ever needed is a darn morning after pill.

How is it that when I needed Unemployment, I had to prove I needed it and I got like 1/3rd of my pay … When this woman with 3 kids goes and works one day at Dollar General and quits, or falls down … and gets money for life.
Then don’t forget her Government aid from Wic, Food Stamps and all kinds of other things.

I have heard the conversations where people actually say things like ‘Go here and say this and you will get this’, … BS!!!

My wife and I have had some rough times, we could have used some help, what do we get told?
Sorry, you don’t qualify?
What do I have to do to qualify … I have to be a flunky to get help?
I have to give up being a successful, ok somewhat successful, person, to make it in the world?
Are we really punishing the Blue Collar society, who pays the most into the government aid programs, by not allowing them to use them when they need it … to help the scum of the earth who are just taking advantage of it?

The programs are there and needed … how about time limits?
6 months of Unemployment … after your second child take this little pill everyday because anymore and we give you nothing.
What?
That’s not fair!
How about the burden of my tax dollars not being able to help me?
How about I would like to sit around and do nothing but how could I support THEM then?
Give people incentive … or hunger, and watch how they’ll change!

Then again, who and what am I?
I am just a stupid White guy who doesn’t understand.
If you think that, you don’t know me!
I could So keep going on this ... but, this topic is ticking me off, no REALLY ticking me off … I need to go!

People of Interest …

So, now that the Blog Nazi is gone … Don’t you wish you knew what that was about?
Just so you know, even though the Blog Nazi has said otherwise and threatened hostile actions against me for attempting to make others smile, feel free to pass this Bloguverse on to anyone and everyone you think might enjoy it … or care the slightest about me.
I am throwing this stuff out for the world and less then a dozen people, ok ½ dozen people, look at it … I expected a pain in my heart … but not in my ears from all the crickets!

Today though I figure, why not talk about People of Interest!!!
A lot of you are going to say names of important people like the Presidential Nominees.
I don’t work that way … I saw a show on Giants and Little People … now that’s some interesting stuff!

Gigantism is a strange, in some cases, hormonal issue during childhood or something wrong with the Pituitary Gland.
Aren’t we glad this normally only happens to men!!!
OMG It’s Grid … and Bobby just broke up with her!!!
RUN BOOBY RUN!!!
(Feel free to look up the name Grid and the help she gave Thor … it might make that funnier)
These poor people, or kids as it happens when they are young, have some issues to say the least.
There bones and muscles don’t grow right, they tend to be in a lot of pain all of the time and then also they don’t tend to live as long as others.
Shopping for clothing is a whole other issue, most must be specially made
They must have special vehicles and all kinds of other things to live a comfortable life.
Attempting to be an optimist here so lets see if we can find a plus side to this disorder … … Fist to be picked for the Basket Ball team in PE?

Then I watched a show on Little People. (Anyone under 4’10-ish)
Here we have two groups, Midgets and Dwarfs … I say 5 throwing in Umpa Lumpa’s, Hobbit’s and Munchkin’s but Scientists have not recognized these others yet … racists!
Just so you know there are over 200 variations of this disorder … and being Orange has yet to be noted as one I might add!
Some of these people are in the 4 feet range and can get by with a somewhat normal life.
The wife and I saw one, on TV, that was 27 inches tall … that is little!
They still have health issues and other considerations that make this a sad disorder too.
Clothing is still very difficult to find and there voices tend to be a little higher. (See Munchkins and the Lollipop Guild)
Optimist time again … One of the pluses for this is … … less likely to get hit by Lightning?

Now we also have the Disabled, Mentally Retarded, Handicapped … and just Retarded
Disability = Something that makes general life more difficult for you.
Such as loss of sight or a lost limb
Mentally Retarded = Someone with a mental disorder such as Down Syndrome
Handicapped = You are not as good at the game as the other guy, and he then says he isn’t as good as he is in an attempt to make you feel better about your sad physical prowess in said game.
Then we have ‘Just Retarded’ you are just not right in the head …
Examples of this can be found in every one of us from time to time … some show it more then others but we aren’t going out be pointing out any fingers just yet …

We have all said to a friend at some point ‘You are so retarded’.
You know the idiot who sticks a firecracker in the frog’s … bum.
Puts big mud tires on there truck and then jacks it up 5 feet so they need a ladder.
Walks around with a Trucker Hat that says ‘Your hot for a Mom’
Thinks that the larger his belt buckles and the tighter his jeans are the better he looks.
Thinks it just isn’t a weekend unless someone wakes up naked in the back yard with a hangover and a burn someplace from a bonfire.
The big one is, if any of the above-mentioned actions happened when you were sober!

OK, so now that I think about this a little more … I guess that ‘Just Retarded is also known as Rednecks?

A lot of people are out there with problems and they just want to be treated like normal people … that includes in Jails and not being thrown from a wheelchair!
We can’t always help staring at these people though … sorry guys!

On the same note though … Just because you are ‘different’ doesn’t mean that you can be rude and hurtful!
That chaps my … bum … you want equal rights, but only when it can help you?
You’re like women!
(Woman) ‘Treat me like one of the guys!’ … ‘Why didn’t you open the door for me?’
I am from the south … how is it I have to fear being polite and going against how I was raised because you and yours decided to burn your Bra back in the day?
Do you all remember the show Gomor Pile?
One episode he tipped his hat at a female officer instead of saluting her and got in trouble for it.
Then she made him help her at her office and she saw that it was just his way of being polite and respectful and she ended up felling bad about it.
Take a second and grasp already that in the South that’s how we work … or, go back up North you darn Yankee’s!
Also, stop saying how much better it is up North … if it is so good DO BACK!
STOP RUINING MY ELECTIONS AND TRAFFIC!!!
(Dumb Yankee)‘O, my kids have already finished school and I am on a fixed income … lets vote for Amendment #1 and try and get one over on the locals’

… O’yea … Getting Old in Florida is going to be a topic soon!!!

Blog Nazi …

(Me) Hello my lovely readers!
(Me) Today we have a special guest!
(Me) What is your name sir?
(Guest) I am the Blog Nazi!
(Me) That’s a strange name, what do you do?
(Blog Nazi) I say what can and cannot be put into a Blog.
(Me) Really?
(Me) I thought that we could do say and basically what ever we wanted?
(Blog Nazi) No, I say what goes!
(Blog Nazi) You are to dumb to know what is good for the people!
(Me) How exactly does one get a job like yours?
(Blog Nazi) You ask to many questions!
(Blog Nazi) You are banned from your Blog for the rest of the day!
(Me) What … I mean … what does that mean?
(Blog Nazi) NO BLOG FOR YOU!

Bars and Stripes …

Meet Pope!

Once upon a time I was writing and doing a small, little, silly, stupid and bothersome comic strip called ‘Bars and Stripes’.
It was about 3 new recruits working in a Prison … I don’t know were I got the ideal it just kind of came to me one night at work.
Now, I have drawn the main character, Pope, over and over again over the years and I think he might be in need of more?
Or, could he be like one of the lost and forgotten toys of yesteryear? (Yesteryear looks like it is SO spelled wrong!)
Or is it time to bring back this silly little strip and put it out there for the masses?

Online Comic Strips are BIG!
I read more then a few and love them!
I wouldn’t even mind making others feel the same way I do when they looked over my silly creation as I do when I look over my favorites.

The dilemma I am having is not so much remaking the comic strip it’s more that if I do this I have to put more time, I don’t seem to have, into something else.
I would also have to buy a web page somewhere and then I would have to move my Blog over to that … then repost all of my blogs so far … see this is turning into something!
How would my Blog feel at that point?
It has gotten comfy and thinks it has a good home as it is … not visited by many people but still it’s own nice little place.

If it turns into something I will get my hopes up and then it will suck and be a total failure pushing me further and further into my recluse like nature.

Then I would also need to buy an animation program to run and create this thing … well I guess I could just scan it in with the scanner that would be easy.
I aints smart enough to figer one of dem programs out anyhows.

Then how many times would I update it?
I look every day to see if the comics I read have new versions posted.
I don’t think I can do that, wow a couple a week might be hard but then again once a week is WAY to few!
Tuesday and Thursday?
Monday, Wednesday and Friday?
O this is starting to hurt and I haven’t even done anything yet!!!

This is what is running through my head right now and I figured I would share.
On top of the house and moving and everything else, now I have to think about this silliness … O the joys of being me … as I said before though, I wouldn’t change it for the world!

9/11 7 years latter …

Today is the seventh anniversary of 9/11.
We all remember it, where we were, what we were doing and the days that followed.
I was driving home from work, I worked the midnight shift at the Prison, listening to Howard Stern.
He was making fun of it at first saying how stupid you would have to be to fly an airplane into a building … then the second one hit and time stood still.

Thousands died that day, thousands more after.
It plunged us into a War.
It took not parts, but Chunks of us and destroyed them.
We lost our innocence that day.
We also found out what fear was.
A lot of people found faith and a lot more lost it.
We did though, bond and became one people for the first time in who knows how long.

So many people have let it become just an event now and have moved on.
Let us remember though, it could happen again!

That day though, we all became brothers and sisters.
It proved that it didn’t matter what color skin you had because when we needed each other, we were there for each other.
Do you remember the pictures of the people covered in Ash?
The only skin color that day was gray!

I am afraid that that time has passed though.
We drive around now and forget to care about each other as much as we should.
How have we stopped caring about our fellow man already?

Today reminds me that I need to be a better person.
I don’t want people looking at my actions and saying ‘That American doesn’t care about his own people so why should I, kill them!’
You might not think they say things like that, I know better though!

So, take a moment and think about this:
We live in America, the Last Super Power!
We are a Melting Pot of people, ideas, faiths and everything else!
Let's be proud of who and what we are, and make it so that people don’t hate us, but are only Jealous of us.
Remember to care about anyone and everyone, no matter what.
To do that though, you must love yourself first.
So, find that thing that makes you you, and be proud of it, embracing it, then share it!

We walk around with our heads down afraid to make eye contact or worse, meet people?
Stop it!
Look up and Smile!
It is contagious, so try it.
Wouldn’t it be nice to think that your simple smile made someone a little happier?
Made them think that there was still good out there?
Took that negative thought they were having and threw it away?
A smile is a powerful tool!
Please don’t forget it!

What if you didn’t make eye contact with that guy?
What if you didn’t make him smile back and in that one second he felt a little happiness?
You know the guy … the guy thinking the world was filled with nothing but pain and suffering and that he wanted to hurt as many other people as he could on his way out of it?
What if someone would have just taken a second and shared some kindness with him?

Maybe we could avoid looking down into thousands of graves … again?

If nothing else please remember your friends and family today,
Remember that it could be the last day with them,
Remember it could be the last thing said to them … so make it a kind word,
Remember the public servants helping and looking over us every day,
Remember what kindness is,
Remember what Love is,
Remember how we all came together and that we can if, and when, we need to,
Please though, Remember the power of a smile!

Giving things life …

Frankenstein took it to the extreme and then Young Frankenstein did it in Black and White and made it funny but that is not the path I am thinking.

We have all had that inanimate object that we loved.
I once had a little teddy bear named Sammy, then I had a car and then/now I have Tevo!

The people that amaze me are Ventriloquists!
They can take just about anything and give it a personality and make us believe that this ‘Thing’ is more than just a thing.

Have you ever noticed that most Ventriloquists are men?
I have a theory about this … big surprise right?
Boys grow up and are given little cars because when they get older they will have big cars!
They are given balls, bats, and other sporting gear so they can grow up to play sports!
Boys are given Army Men to hope that they will grow up and are stupid enough to listen to the recruiter and believe what all he tells them so they can be that cool Paratrooper whose, if we all remember, shoot never opened right and sometimes landed in the dog- next-door’s mouth …

Girls are given dolls, and other demeaning and belittling items to teach them their place in the world … I mean because these items make them happy … yea that’s it …

Men, because we are moving along at a rapid speed and have grown from boys to men, also have the power to put blame into other things … such as ‘Jr’.
What do I mean?
Well, when you wake up next to a Coyote you never blame yourself, it is normally ‘Jr’ got stupid … not that ½ bottle of Bourbon you drank?

So, because of this I think that men grow more attached to items than woman do.
Don’t get me wrong women have way more junk that is important to them but men appreciate their few items more intensely I think, but they will never admit it.
In an attempt to prove the point – Tell a man he has a choice, throw away his old freshmen football jersey or give up a child to his X-wife in the divorce … watch what happens.
He will do everything but cry, trying to convince you that it need not happen … then when it is about happen anyway he will do that too!
He might, depending on if he is a Southerner surprise you and choose the child.
Yankees will take the jersey and the Lazy Boy, patting the child on the head saying something like ‘I will see you the weekend after next!’

Back to the point, ok the sub-point, I think men are more inclined to become Ventriloquists for these reasons … woman just put up with enough stupidity from us men, why add to it?

So after we have given these items personality, love and told all of our deepest secrets in the middle of the night after a ¼ bottle of Bourbon … what do we do with them when they are no longer needed?

We put them in a box and put it in the attic?
Give them to a friend or family member?
Sell them at a yard sale?
Throw them away?

How does that make the little item feel?
I fear the picture at the top might be the answer.
So, before you go off and get that new cool thing, remember the older version that has been there with you through the bad times and the poor times.
Ask yourself, what will Sammy think?
Sorry Sammy, Tevo is a must!!!
Can any of you go back to life without it?
I THINK NOT!!!

Here is a little song to help the point get drilled in a little better …
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is_hpHzEMiE

Something to think about …

So if a bumblebee is not supposed to be able to fly that leaves us with only 2 real explanations.
One Honey and or Pollen has magic beneficial attributes that we have not fully harnessed?
Or, the buzzing sound is not actually there wings flapping but their cheeks!

We know that nature has so many gifts and wonders still kept secret to us and even more so lost to time and the extinction of some plants, and or people.

So, this leads us back to the issue of cutting down the rainforests.
Do we really need that much paper?
Are that many people really in need of homes that we need to expand into the rainforest?
Or … are they just looking for some other plant that will grant them some great medication?

I think that we need to be nice to the trees!
I like trees and used to climb them when I was younger.
Now if I climb them they bend and break.
I like animals that live in trees, except when they need to poo and I am under said tree.

I also like the tree above, it looks like it is dancing and having fun ... You go Tree, you get your dance on!

I don’t know what or why but I think a new motto might be needed to get this inportant point across that trees are good …
How about: ‘Veva La Trees!’
(I know, not very original but I like to say Veva La! Come on, try it! It's Fun!!!)

O well now at least you all have something to think about for a few.

What you forgot already?

Remember the bee's and how they fly?

Hum the talk of medication has made me think … and that leads me to another reason how the bumblebee might be able to fly…

The bumblebee is High!

So, some of you think I am a little Racist ...

So it seems that some might think that the way that I have commented of late make some think I am a little racist.
First off I am not little, (See before mentioned post on weight loss) and second I don’t think I am … other then what I think everyone is.
I honestly believe that no one can say that they are not racist in some way shape of form.
They might think it to themselves that they are not and believe it whole hardily, but I think otherwise.

I, being the center of this Bloguverse, know that I do have racist tendencies.
I think that Asians are smarter then Americans, not so much as because they have a better mind, but because they are better educated and forced to learn and then to be better.
I think that African Americans are more open with their feelings and not afraid to show it.
I think that Hispanics are very passionate especially when it involves a friend or family member.
I think that Scottish, Irish and Spanish men with accents turn woman on with little effort.
These are stereotypes though but are still considered racist comments.

The issue that I think most people have is more of a cultural stereotyping.
If I take a white kid or a black kid or even a Latin child and dress them in thug like clothing and put them walking toward you on the street you might move out of the way.
Not because of their race but how we look at them and the situation them.
They might think it is because you have a twinkle of fear because of their race though.
If you dress the same said Asian child up this way what would you do … O wait, yes be intimidating that’s right it’s the outfit not the person … hehe they are so damn cute!

Children today have a lot of issues and problems like school, money, single parent homes, trying to look cool, trying to be cool, puberty and just trying to find out who they are.

I lived through it and I am sure not many of us want to again!

They still know what racism is and still practice it too I am afraid, but, look at all of the people out there who don’t see it anymore, well as strongly anyway.
We have Blacks, Whites, Asian and Latin’s all ‘hooking up’ and, mind you way to young but what do we know as the adults?
The mixed children that are coming out of these relationships are some of the most beautiful children out there.
Not as pretty as my wife of but darn close!

So the question is, in about 3 or 4 more generations will we even have this problem like we do now?

For once, are the children showing the right path and the parents are just in disagreement?

South Park did an episode on this and had a world of gray people running around from the future.
Are we so far off?

My problem comes from a lack of respect, not your race!
I will show you respect so why can you not do the same?
It is just that simple.
If I go to your country to live, not visit, I will learn your language and your ways to try and fit in.
I am not going to forsake my ways but I will take into consideration yours and try to embrace them while still holding respect for my own as well.
Why can’t the same be said for us?
I can’t even go to where I was born in South Florida because I can’t speak the Language.

I don’t care if you are Black or White, Asian or Latin I might have prejudices but with respect and time can’t we at least try and get along?

It isn’t the black kid in the car with the loud music that bothers me, it the lack of respect that I might not wish to hear that music.

It isn’t the Latin kid screaming profanities at me in Spanish that bothers me it’s the lack of respect of him not talking to me in a civil tone that we can both come to an understanding with.

It isn’t the White guy in the boots and big belt buckle that offends me it’s the … well to be honest all of that and then the to tight jeans, large belt buckle, silly trucker hat, whinny country song in the background about his dog leaving him, his jacked up truck that eats to much gas and takes all of his money that he then complains about not having enough of, the nasty dip in his mouth that he keeps spiting out in front of me, his IQ of 65ish or that he and his wife grew up together in the same single family home.

It also isn’t the crazed looking Asian man with a butcher knife in my face that is disrespectful, it was me staring at his green eyes daughter that started all of that …

I am just saying, we all have built up prejudices and stereotypes and based it on possibly the few or the majority.
That being said we shouldn’t base all of the rest on the few or the majority.

I was forced to have a dislike of Arab’s.
Way before the rest of you and 9/11 I might add … sheep!
Not because of their religion, way of life or multiple virgins in the afterlife … does that refresh or are you stuck with the same 12?
When I was over there I had some bad times with more then a few.
We were forced to listen to the song ‘I will survive’ literally 24/7.
When I hear the song I get mad, when I see a person of Arabic decent I get mad.
I am not happy about it and I it will take years to change that effect too.
I also know though that they are not the once I had to deal with over there and I try to take each person as they come.
I know what racism is and that it is a dangerous thing.
I have also found some great people because I looked past their skin color and accepted the person for who they were not were their ancestors came from or the religion that they practice.

So, open your eyes and look at the person.
Not the skin color, the clothing or the way they talk.
You might not know the upbringing of that person and they’re potential if you stand with them instead of against them.

All of that being said, god help my wife if I ever find a pretty Asian woman with green eyes and an Irish accent!

P.S. I am almost out of serious topics so the fun might start soon …

It’s Sunday, time for Religion’s talk …

Not many of you know how long and hard it was for me to find what I consider ‘Faith’ at this point.
I was raised Mormon … be nice … and grew out of that kind of quickly, sorry family peeps but not going to lie or hide it.
It just wasn’t my thing.
Mind you some of the best people I have ever meet are/were Mormon.
They are some of the most giving and caring people I know … that being said, not my thing.

My big problem with Christianity was/is Hypocrites!
O, Monday I got drunk and slept with some guy … Tuesday I got Tina fired so I could put in for her job, Wednesday the guy from Monday called and I lied and said I was busy, Thursday, Friday and Saturday I don’t remember … Sunday I have a Hangover and a rash but I am in church so all is good and I will tell everyone not to get drunk or sleep around and blah blah blah BS!

My other problem with it is the I found faith and the Bible says a lot of things read it and I can the argue a point with you stop saying what the preacher says and being a sheep … Ok we are supposed to be sheep but Read the Book you swear by and live by.
Not what the Preacher has to say and points out thinking it is what you need to hear!
Multiple people can preach multiple ways, read it and find what you need to find and learn from the heart and soul.
The Preacher is there to guide you, take a few mins a day and read the darn Bible yourself!
IT MAKES A DIFFERENCE!!!

Back to my other issue … I wondered around a while and looked into the old religions and saw the Druidic ways.
Now, that was all about nature and animals and just being kind and sounded good at the time then it got to mainstream and WAY to much like the Wicken’s.
Sorry spells and potions just not to big in my way to find inner peace … why should I have to know how to curse someone to be a better person?

I then moved over to Buddhism, come on now doesn’t it fit?
I am an easygoing guy who sits around in poverty and ‘Meditates’ in front of the TV and or Computer all day!
I was happy as a Buddhist, I really was.
Something was missing though and I didn’t know what it was.
Possibly a Buddha statue in the house or I was always in need of the newest coolest thing?

So then I meet the wife, who had faith.
This blinding unobstructed happy glow that makes you want to hit that person because you are jealous you don’t have it but will never admit it or even know you want it.
I felt so pathetic because she never had to search, look or read and read and read to try and find her place in her faith.
She just had it.
Why couldn’t I have such an easy time of it?
What did I ever get?
I got a dog … yea a silly, stinky stray homeless mutt.

So people say that things happen for a reason and that there is a greater good and/or plan out there and that we need to have faith toward.
Some say that if you are lost and find yourself in a cave and then the fuzzy blanket you found starts to growl to find religion quickly because you are almost out the door … Ok not normally said but good advise!

Well, with my stinky hound at my side, I found myself walking her at night and talking aloud to myself, a memory-strengthening thing, and kept talking around in circles until sometimes I got answers.
I noticed this enough to the point were I would go out with a question just to talk myself around into an answer.
Well I started to grow in the questions I finally asked myself were to go with my life.
The only thing that kept running through my head was ‘Look again, an answer might show itself’.
I am still not sure were it came from, well I do know were it came from but not how it got out of storage from were ever I put it, but one day I was sitting in the bathroom with nothing much going on … literally … and looking for something to read.
Low and behold the New Testament was the only thing sitting in there with me.

I am not going to go into the whole big deep everyone should find faith and find the same faith stuff I hear all the time.

The truth is, in my eyes and as before mentioned this is my Blog Universe (Hum how does Bloguverse sound) … so what I have to say is all that matters … most of the time … we have a lot of religions out their.
A LOT of them!

If we take a step back and look at them all though, don’t most all of them say the same thing?
Peace, love, kindness, love bunnies but don’t LOVE bunnies … don’t look at other Bunnies … even famous people who pose as Bunnies …

Most people don’t even know that the Bible and the Koran basically start off the same.
Chapters of each can be found in the other through out the Middle East and Asia.

The other thing is we have a book that has been translated how many times?
Haven’t we all played the ‘Telephone’ game?
I tell Billy ‘The moon landing was fake’ and it goes 3 people and is now ‘My mom likes to bake’ then 5 more people and then 5 more after that until it gets back to me and says ‘On Thursday Luke was busted by Howard Stern when he was looking up Nascar on his cell phone’ … WHAT?

We also know, ok have strong feelings toward, that the stories were spread by mouth for years before they were written down and then not by the original people.
That isn’t even getting into how a certain King decided to change and dumb down the bible for the people. (What’s that last part in Revelation – And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things, which are written in this book … And yet they did …
Have we also forgotten that Jesus came back to strengthen the Jewish faith back to what it once was because it had fallen away from it’s own roots.
He never preached a new religion, just to fix the existing one!
Then we had all the other Christians over the years who got together and decided to move the Sabbath from Saturday to Sunday because it was to Jewish, along with a lot of other things … like what books to put in and take out of the bible and what End Days book was best fitting … there were multiple ‘Revelations’ and this is the one that they picked because they though it would strike the most fear into the hearts of the members … I am about to rant and rave and that’s not what this is all about … this time …

Back to the point, we each have to find the faith out there that is right for us.
It might not agree with mine, or yours but everyone has a path and a reason don't they?
If there were not so many religions we would not be challenged to find the right one.
God, or the God's, can't make it easy for us, that’s not fun!
They need to test us and see if we can handle it.
I wonder if they have Tevo for watching us … hum … Deja Vu = replay?
Life is supposed to be a learning experience ... we need to know that looking at bunnies is nice and fun but in the long run is it the answer ... depends on the question I guess ... or the bunny …
We sit back and ask, ‘Why did that happen?’
How do we know that that isn’t the lesser of two evils?
A child is raped and killed and left in the forest … I can’t think of much worse but we don’t know what other future could have been out there for that child.
She could have lived, grown up and gotten on drugs and sold her own children to men for her next hit and the process ongoing.
We also don’t know that if that didn’t happen and the person who did it gets caught what would have happened if he happened to the next children?

Part of me thinks that we have an ideal of the life we will be given before we pop down here for our visit and that some of us might choose these lives so that others don’t have to live them.
My life is good, real good actually but I don’t want someone else to have to go through the things I have had to.
They might not be able to handle them and turn out some other way.
Mind you I am not saying that I am strong in the mind but I know a few who are weaker.

That is how I look at things, because otherwise I think I might go crazy trying to figure out the answers that I know my mind can not comprehend!

That being said …
Who are we to judge who or what is right?
Without Evil in the world how would we know what good is or appreciate the possative?

As long as the person next to you has some kind of faith and is a good person isn’t that all that matters?
If they are meant to change something will guide them to that change.
I wasn’t ready until I was ready and I might still need a good shove in another direction who knows?
But, don’t try and force a good person into something that might not be right for them or just not the right time for them.
In the long run I see people push the good away trying to save them.
Would you rather have a good person as a friend who can come to you when something clicks in their head or no one standing next to you when you need the help?
I know, most of you guys would like to have a Bunny standing next to you at anytime but that’s not the answer now is it?

Bad and Evil things are going to happen.
Without then we cannot know what good is, or how to appreciate the positive things.
We can questions the events and the people but in the end, it is to big for us to understand.
Everything happens for a reason, it might not show now, or even our life times but it all happens for a reason.
Smile and trudge on and in the end it might make since.
God I hate saying this but Garth Brooks wrote a song called Unanswered Prayers … listen to it and you might get a glimpse into my thought process.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGnuMBA_wV8

This is just a little rant … because nothing is going on in my life right now because we are still packing.

So I was driving around, again …

Again, the title says a little about it, and so I was thinking.
Traffic sucks!
I hate traffic, like so many others, and I then began to wonder when last the traffic was not so bad … only one time came to mind …

The day the Illegal Immigrants stood still!

Now most of you might not have noticed this day, hell the only people that did I think were the people on the road!
This was a day when all of the people from other countries who did not come over legally refused to go to work to show how much they do and how hard American life would be without them.
In an attempt to show that they are important and or something or other.
The truth of the matter is, most of us never noticed anything at our jobs.
The thing that made national news was how the traffic that day was so much better on the roads and how so many people noticed that they got to work early that day and home sooner at the end of it.
This to me would have been a backfire but not to them!
No they still stand by there thoughts and say that they hurt the industry as so many people say not buying gas for a day will too … why do people not realize that if you know you aren’t going to buy gas on Wednesday you will fill up on Tuesday and or make sure you have enough to get by until Thursday?
If you want to hurt the gas industry we have 2 big options,
1) Don’t TRAVEL for a day! No work or shopping or visiting don’t USE any gas that day!
2) Take over the middle eastern counties that we now technically own due to the ‘Rights of war’ and our defeating of them … but no we instead give them food, money and support as we still fight through … this is a whole other issue for a latter date I think …
But I digress … back to fighting the semi-locals at this point …
So, did our foreign brothers and sisters make a point that day or did they just stay home and enjoy a day off?
So then I started thinking, we all know that this is the part where things get a little strange by now don’t we?

The thought being, wait for it … ‘If I was to denounce my US Citizenship’ …

O’ yea we have all heard points made about this but I am going to take this and that and try to make it my own!
A Very few of the pluses:
I could take a nap everyday and it would be socially expectable!
I might need to get Cow Boy boots … O and a big Western hat … mine I don’t think is big enough sadly.
Stop Paying Taxes.
Free education for my children including college!
Open my own business with a government loan that because my business fails I will never have to pay back?
Move to Hollywood, no CA not FL I don’t want to learn Spanish, to become that next big star that no one knows were I am from and has a hard time placing my accent!

The down sides:
Trying to Barter with Food Stamps for Beer.
Manuel labor job, unless I get Government aid such as Social Security … that I have never put into?
Learn a second language, English … wait I already know that one!
(In some strange accent) Sos eye speak uh the Englash ands eye’s do not drink uh the beers ands eye’s alsos be getting the government aids so why’s not go all the ways?

The wife and I are in a strange area were we cannot qualify for Government aid, and all though we might not take it we could use it sometimes.
I have paid my taxes and Social Security and I can’t use or access the benefits associated with it?
I am being told that I might not be able to even get Social Security when I grow up?
This doesn’t seem right somehow?

I am afraid that the only reason why we don’t have more Illegal Immigrants is because they are afraid to come to America and get the Government ‘AIDS’.
Then again, we do give free health care to them …

So I ask this of you, my not so legal Brothers and Sisters, could you please protest again next Thursday?
I have a Dr.’s appointment that day and it’s a long drive!

So I was driving around …

I was off doing my weekly rounds today and had to go to Zephyrhills.
I should have also gone to Sumter but I got side tracked with having to do a few other things that at the time seemed more important whether my boss agrees or not.
I mean come one, I only get to go once a week and Krystal’s for some reason was calling my name LOUDLY!
I will let you try to figure our how that could have been side tracking …
Anyway I was listening to the radio and they were talking about the Presidential election.
I decided to listen in an attempt to strengthen my bounds to the candidates and come to a firm decision on which I think should be the next leader of our Great ‘Uh-Mer-Ka’!
We have Obama, who I like some of what he has to say and is preaching change.
He has flipped a few to many times for my taste and I still think is a little to wet behind the ears.
Then he has the mighty international player Biden as a running mate … yea that’s about all I know about him.
Then we have McCain, an X POW who stayed with his troops after being offered early release because of his loyalties.
He has been around some for some time, some say since the days of the dinosaurs … I personally believe that because his arm’s look like a T-Rex’s …
To low?
Yea, I think so too!
Also WAY to over played I might add.
I bet it made you smile though!
I like McCain, I respect him and think he is as good and honest a person as we can get as a politician.
That being said, another 4 years of Bush in the White House?
He, as if you haven’t already heard, has picked Lady Palin as his running mate.
I think a lot of men would too but that is another issue!
She is a little to … well, I don’t care for her from what I have hear so far and I will leave it at that.
So now we have some very important questions to ask!
Who is the lesser of the two/four evils?
Will a woman in the White House force redecoration of the White House?
Does the White House have a geriatrics wing?
Will the property value go down if a black man moves into that area?
Will a woman in the White House have time to be a Vice President with all of her other duties like cooking, cleaning and all the laundry?
These are important questions to ask yourself I think!!!
What about our neighbors?
What will they think about all of this?
Mexico will not care, I mean they like white woman and Obama is pale enough to get by as a Hispanic.
Canada, well all I know about them is they enjoy maple syrup and the few that matter come to America to become actors so I don’t think they will care so much.
As for Europe and the Asian countries?
Europe doesn’t care because we are always going to be a bunch of dumb Yanks to them.
Asian will note care because we will still buy all of their stuff they make, like mail order brides.
The only issues I think will be the Australians and the Middle Easterners.
The Middle Easterners will not like a Woman in charge or a guy named Obama who isn’t Muslim.
Some of them might try attack us just for that reason.
The Australians though are the people I am worried about most!
We have seen these people jump on crocodiles for no good reason!
They carry ‘Knifes’ … aka short swords!
They can trick us into thinking they are European!!!
(A little trick to remember, Europeans have bad teeth be sure to look or you might have an Australian!)
They can out drink any American!
Also as proof to needing to be afraid of them, look at there animals!
One of them sits in a tree all day getting drunk, falls down without hurting itself and then does it again, and again!!!
They have a darn dog that can sneak up on you whose bite IS worse then its bark!
They have Giant Rodents that can out box most grown men while never dropping they little Joey’s!
You know that they aren’t right; they have a creature so strange it isn’t sure what it is … I don’t mean not the normal question of woman or man but bird or mammal!
Then they have an animal called the Tasmanian Devil!!!
We also have to fear that if war breaks out with the Aussie’s what side will our woman take?
All of the Australian men are pretty darn good looking and we American men … well, we eat too much fast food and lets leave it at that …
I mean come on, Russel Crowe and Hugh Jackman … yea what else can I say!
But, can we really fear an attack from a bunch of people who would surf over and throw boomerangs at us?
I fear that a war with Australia would be an evil and sad day in our history.
Yes, most of them are the descendents of criminals and the insane but does that make them bad people?
Yes they are a little strange and weird but damn nice blokes!
The worst part I think though is this, it would be hard for me to fight someone who the first thing they say is ‘Good day mate’, and they mean it!
This is why I don't normaly vote, just so many things to think about!

Weight Loss, or lack of …

So I have been trying to loose some weight.
I got a Bow-Flex, a Treadmill and some Slim Fast Shakes.
I personally have not scene a difference but my wife keeps saying that there is one.
I have had to put a new notch or two in my belt but I think it is all psychosomatic and in fact it is an attempt to have a man girdle without people noticing or poking fun … I might add because I would pop if poked to hard!
I am starting to think that it is not my fault that I am over weight.
It could not be when I was younger with an ulcer and drank about a gallon of whole milk a day.
Or that I might sit in front of the TV for hours on end or even more so the computer … you see the things I am putting up with to keep you all in the loop!
I am starting to think that it is all in my genes … yeppers if I had a nicer looking and more flattering tight set of them I might look thinner!
Hehe I know the joke isn’t the best but it is all ‘relative’ to the subject … OK that joke wasn’t so good either …
The issue I am about to have though is that I will have to go buy new clothing.
So that costs money!
Diet food and supplements and all the other things that you are supposed to do also cost money.
So the trick is you need to be a Dr. or a Lawyer or just some other rich type of person to be thin!
Unless you are like a certain Hotel heiress and then you just need Cocaine I guess and or other party drugs?
So to get Cocaine legally you would need a prescription … also on all diet items it says please consult your Dr. before taking … I am starting to see a trend!
I think that Dr.s are behind the fitness problems with the world!
It all makes since now!!! They fill us up with pills that make us lazy, hold water and just a lot of other issues so that we can’t get up to our full potential.
Then they tell us to loose weight making us feel bad and depressed and give us more pills.
So the trick is don’t take pills or go to the Dr?
It would be less costly in the long run I guess … more painful but we would more then likely die sooner because our blood pressure or our cholesterol is all crazy.
Is it worth saving a few bucks and the possibility of being thin?
I THINK SO!!!
I have problems working out to loose weight also.
I want to work out for an hour and I want to see my abs … or my toes …
But no, that is not how it works now is it?
I took years to build this mound I call a body and now I fear it will take years to loose it … kind of like walking away from it but O I fear I will have to walk to China to loose sight of it.
Glad we got our Pass Ports!
The other issue is that at my age I really can’t say that it is baby fat anymore.
I mean yes I look like I am a Prego but in fact I am a guy and … well I REALLY hope that isn’t the case.
Also the child should have started talking by now I think because it is WAY past 9 months of being this size!
Being a Prego might have some pluses though?
I could eat weird things at all hours of the night and then yell at people who look at me funny.
I could have crazed mood swings and blame it on being kicked from the inside!
I could make other people do things for me and just say my back hurts!
I could demand a table not a booth at restaurants!
I could demand foot rubs because my feet are tired and swollen!
I could get up and walk away from boring or strange people saying I have to go to the bathroom right after I got back form it.
This isn’t sounding so bad …
Then we also go back to the weight loss issue too.
Yes you gain a few pounds but morning sickness helps relieve that doesn’t it?
I mean come on now we all know that Bulimia works!
I don’t think I would make a pretty Prego though.
I mean I know I could pull off the little sun dresses and all but my hair is just to short on my head and to long on my legs and I think that everyone would say things like I was also a Lesbian on top of being a fat Prego piggy?

So, Talking about the Army Days …

Most everyone knows I was in the Army.
O’ yea a whole year and 5 months!!!
I joined in December of 1994 and got out in April of 1996.
I went to Basic Training in the winter at Fort Jackson, SC.
I then went to Fort Leonard Wood, MO … that’s where I learned it can be to cold to snow … and we where grateful for the snow!
I then ended up going to Fort Benning, Ga where Airborne school and I didn’t agree so much and then ended up over at Fort Stewart in GA where life in general didn’t agree.
I ended up hanging out with the Rangers for a while and then ended up in 3/7 Mechanized Infantry.
This is one of the things I don’t want to talk about but figure you all should know about.
I got deployed over to what was called Project Bright Star in Egypt.
My dad can verify this because he got the collect phone calls … hehe
It was supposed to be a friendly training mission but the Egyptians didn’t always see it that way.
They liked to steal from us, point tanks and guns at us and other not so nice things.
We where not allowed to carry ammunition most of the time and had to be nice … this did not stop the pre-teen kids from pointing AK47’s at us and other ‘friendly acts’.
A couple of things happened over there that I have only told a few people … and I mean it don’t ask about it and this does mean you!
Well, I got hurt when I was over there, kind of bad in fact.
I took a bad fall and messed up my back and both knees … also hurting my head although no one knew just how badly until latter.
Most of you know that my knee had to be ‘fixed’ and that my back is been hurting more and more. Well the other knee is now in bad shape from over compensation and my back … well it isn’t in good shape either.
The government is taking care of it all though, surprisingly enough.
I guess I need to thank my Dad for pushing me to go to the VA about my knee O’ so long ago … darn that’s like 2 nice things back to back about him now isn’t it … I gotta stop that!
They give me pills and Dr. appointments and money every month.
Then they get mad at me when I don’t take the pills because they make me walk into walls and cancel the Dr. appointments because, well I have a life and a job!
I do gladly take the money though … one must at least show some appreciation or they might feel bad … right?
The head injury has turned out to be bad, really bad in fact …
I play it off like it is smaller then it is but I have what is called a ‘Traumatic Brain Injury’.
Basically, I have VERY LITTLE long-term memory.
Almost everything that I can remember is as a third person because in fact it is being recreated from the stories from other people.
The other memories that I do have are just facts and there is no visual context to it.
Basically I can tell you where I grew up, how to get there and a rough floor plan but not the colors, things in it or what the local area looked like … just a rough picture is all.
I am not sure what kind of treatment will be involved or if anything can be done but this is the situation at hand.
The other fun part that none of you know … it never really bothered me until the Wife and I started talking about is one that I never talked about to any of you.
During another Army mission I got hurt again, bad again … this time in a more sensitive area.
Long story short, stop asking when the Mrs’s and I will pop out a child unless you are willing to fork over the 8K to 20K to help along the process.
Yes, I am still fighting with that one for compensation but that’s all you are getting from me on that topic.
Long story short during my Military time both over seas and State side I got broken!
I am starting to fix my eye with a prescription that would make an Asian man cry but make said Asian be able to drive in a straight line, my knees and back are being worked on and my heads … well only time will see.
I am a closed book for a reason … now you have a glimmer as to why …
So although I have gotten my Best Friend out of my Army adventure and all of it led me to the place I am in life now where I seem to be happy … it had some bad times too.
That being said, my life now is SO worth what I had to go through then.
Everything happens for a reason, some times it just takes a decade or more to see how and or why … O look at my time as a Buddhist showing through!I need to liven this thing up so it isn’t so damn depressing and all about me!

Monday and I don’t have to go to work!

Well, as I said it is Monday and some holiday or another that lets me have the day off.
Wow I love having a government job … sometimes that is!
So let me tell you how I spent most of my weekend!!!
Friday, I came home and packed up all the bookshelves and books.
Saturday, I ended up helping a friend fix his car and then spending the night alone as the wife left me to go hang with her real friends.
Sunday, I packed the Kitchen.
So you all know, the books in our little house filled 8 LARGE boxes.
The Kitchen stuff, and it is not done yet I still have plates and glasses to pack, has taken up another 10 boxes.
Now the point I am trying to make is ... like so many others we have to much Junk!
It has sentimental value we say ... then why is it we only look at it when we move?
I am starting to think that if it has been in the back of my closet for 4 years and 3 years before that being still packed form the last couple of moves I might not need it?
Why can't I throw it away then?
This being said, packing and moving sucks!
Why are we packing and moving you might ask?
Well the roof in one parts of our mobile home decided it wishes to visit it’s not so distant relative the floor.
They are getting along wonderfully so much that it looks as though they might become even closer moving in with each other on the floor.
The wife and I being nice people have decided that nothing should stand in the way of love and that we, being the better people we think, are buying a new mobile home.
I know, wow a trailer … no not exactly, this place is nice and fits our budget of poor.
3 bedroom 2 bath, living, dinning and family room.
The kitchen and the family room are what sold us but when I get it I will post some pictures to try and show that we are not completely off of our rockers ...
With another mobile home we can stay were we are at and that in the long run saves us so much money it is stupid.
Ok that being said, I have to give some props to my Dad and Step Mom.
We invited them to come look at this place we were interested in and then we got smacked with the mighty * and the extra fee’s.
Dad and the Step Mom stepped up and helped us out … a lot actually … and helped us to be able to make our little home ours.
How sweet I know I think I am going to barf on my keyboard just typing it out.
I also think it needs to be said that they came through for us without being asked and have been very helpful and nice about it.
I guess that’s what family is for?
No one ever asks me for anything but they all know I am poor and live so far away … yea that’s it … right?
Not that I am lazy and good for nothing … right???I wanted to get into some of the issues I spoke about in the first Blog but the wife is now up and maybe, just maybe, I can spend some time with her this weekend?