<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:56:10.129-05:00</updated><category term='Were to start?'/><title type='text'>You know, that guy ...</title><subtitle type='html'>The ongoing ranting and raving of a 30 something year old guy who knows nothing about anything, but still seems to get by.
Long story short … you should move on!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2734710278128099234</id><published>2009-09-09T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:36:44.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site Up ... Sorta ...</title><content type='html'>Well, I have my new web site up and running.&lt;br /&gt;It is basic to say the least ... deal with it and move on over to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dumbnamehere.com/"&gt;WWW.DumbNameHere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.Com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, it is a major work in progress and will take a long time to get it to where I want it.&lt;br /&gt;It is mine though and hopefully will turn into something of at least a 1/2 way respectable thing ... HAHA something related to me respectable ... other then La Wife that is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2734710278128099234?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2734710278128099234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2734710278128099234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2734710278128099234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2734710278128099234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-site-up-sorta.html' title='New Site Up ... Sorta ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2391296590351888397</id><published>2009-09-08T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:59:39.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I took the day off …</title><content type='html'>So, I being the smartest thing in the house at the moment … other then the dog … I working on building a website.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, it used to be easy … now, not so much!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let everyone in on this.&lt;br /&gt;Things I am trying to figure out:&lt;br /&gt;1)      How to sink the site and the name&lt;br /&gt;2)      How to add my Blog … and where to put it&lt;br /&gt;3)      How, and again where, to put my old Blog’s&lt;br /&gt;4)      How to link in my comic, and then again an archive of them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see why people get paid for this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any volunteers?&lt;br /&gt;I have a Shiny Quarter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks!I still have to do a Blog about my trip today too L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2391296590351888397?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2391296590351888397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2391296590351888397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2391296590351888397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2391296590351888397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-took-day-off.html' title='I took the day off …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1805549569984699260</id><published>2009-08-31T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:35:49.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So let me tell you about …</title><content type='html'>Today I decided to call and verify everything for my upcoming trip to Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;I first called the car rental place, who told me all was in good order still.&lt;br /&gt;I then called the hotel, who did not say the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;The room I had I was informed, was not only not available … but did not exist!&lt;br /&gt;What you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;The manager told me that the resort did not have such a room and that his people made a mistake when reading me what kind of room it was.&lt;br /&gt;This mad me sad … I love my friend and all, but I wanted separate rooms for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;The manager told me he would look into helping me out and call a sister location to see if they had a room for me.&lt;br /&gt;To his credit, he did call me back latter and told me he booked me at the other location and they where going to honor the price I was told form the get go.&lt;br /&gt;Good guy, right?&lt;br /&gt;He made me happy so yes, he is a good guy … in the mean time …&lt;br /&gt;I, being a dork and having nothing better to do at work then personal things like look up hotels … used my handy dandy cell phone and to Hotels.Com I went!&lt;br /&gt;I was searching around trying to find a place with less then a weeks notice on Labor Day weekend in a big city when it came to me.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right my little murderers, I saw a ‘If you have questions please call!’ number.&lt;br /&gt;So I did … I know I can write suspense novels … I am so darn good at this!&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to a nice lady who commented how it was going to be difficult to find something like I Was looking for and even said I might have to change my perimeters.&lt;br /&gt;She did not realize that I am pig headed and on a budget so this was more then likely not going to happen now did she?&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold though, she found what I was looking for … 15 miles or so outside of Atlanta but come on, I need to give a little now don’t I?&lt;br /&gt;So I am happy and we are chatting and I give all of my information and what happens next?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, my credit card is declined … no it wasn’t but do you see how I lead up to the big event and threw a twist in there …d arn I should SO be writing books … O, by the way, mine is dead in the water … I got about 4 chapters done and then, well, you all know me so I will not lie, I lost interest.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story you are all so riveted and held in suspense about.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that as she was hitting the button it was slow and lagging and the room was booked out from under me.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me sad … O such a sad panda … I know most of you will not get that reference but deal with it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;She asks me if I can hold for a few moments as she looks into something for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wait, and wait for what seemed like an hour or 3, but was in fact only 2 minutes or so when she comes back and says how sorry she is but that the room is gone.&lt;br /&gt;She had spoken to her manager and asked if it was OK to give me another room that meet the standards I requested and she then said that it was actually in Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;Being that it was there fault for telling me I could have the other room she then also said that her manager told her it was Ok to charge me the rate from the other location.&lt;br /&gt;That’s being said, I guess I should now tell you that I LOVE Hotels.Com and will sing it’s praises for as long as I remember … so about another 2 hours I am guessing …&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly will be staying about a block away from where the convention is, so within walking distance, and in a two-room suite that has free parking for guests at the Hilton Suites on Peachtree.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right my peeps, I feel like a Jefferson because I am moving up!&lt;br /&gt;All joking aside, I have used Hotels.Com a few times before and have never had a problem with them.&lt;br /&gt;Calling them though was just SWEET and supper helpful so if you need a place to look up places to stay, give them a try.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will see Paris?&lt;br /&gt;I see London I see France I see Paris’s under … wait … she doesn’t where those …&lt;br /&gt;No I will not show you the picture proof ... you all O me!&lt;br /&gt;PS: It’s good to double check reservations … your tax dollars at work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1805549569984699260?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1805549569984699260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1805549569984699260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1805549569984699260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1805549569984699260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-let-me-tell-you-about.html' title='So let me tell you about …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7937945719966018140</id><published>2009-08-28T17:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:16:22.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I did it …</title><content type='html'>That’s right!&lt;br /&gt;I successfully succeeded in doing something I did not in fact want to do.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right everyone, I went more then a week without writing to you all.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you, my loyal readers, might be lost without my words and all I can say is that I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have not let my little flock down … no that’s not right … herd … gaggle … hum, no that not working either … O wait I have it!&lt;br /&gt;My Murder!&lt;br /&gt;Well now, that doesn’t sound so good either, but I like it anyway so deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe bird brains hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SphIdCvoXtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uv__ea7o-AM/s1600-h/Murder+of+Crows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375125819056742098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SphIdCvoXtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uv__ea7o-AM/s320/Murder+of+Crows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I could give you all some great reason and explanation as to why I have not written, but I can’t.&lt;br /&gt;Worse then that, I will not write next week either I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Or even if you didn’t, you are still reading this so guess what … you will find out anyway!&lt;br /&gt;I am being forced against my will to leave not only my lovely wife, dog and home, but I am also being dragged off to Atlanta GA.&lt;br /&gt;O how I dislike that place!&lt;br /&gt;Yes the Underground is kind of cool, and it is always fun to get yelled at when visiting the Varsity, but other then that … the place sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Old Army buddy, who still needs a name I might add, has decided we need to see each other more often.&lt;br /&gt;That being it’s been like 4 years now and I guess it is about time.&lt;br /&gt;He has also decided that Atlanta is about ½ way between both of us and that we needed to go to a convention together.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so what do I have to say about all of that?&lt;br /&gt;4 DAYS AWAY FROM LA WIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, no it would be a lot more fun with her and I think I O her BIGTIME for her being so wonderful as to let me go do this without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that’s what’s going on.&lt;br /&gt;I will write again before I go about a few other things my little murder’ers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7937945719966018140?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7937945719966018140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7937945719966018140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7937945719966018140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7937945719966018140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-i-did-it_28.html' title='Wow, I did it …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SphIdCvoXtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uv__ea7o-AM/s72-c/Murder+of+Crows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7134045668278908483</id><published>2009-08-16T11:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:21:52.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting here wondering ...</title><content type='html'>What to write?&lt;br /&gt;I am going through all of my old pictures on the computer, and found a new site to get some more, but nothing is jumping out at me.&lt;br /&gt;I found 2 that I think are funny but I have to make some kind of jokes in regards to the Middle East and comment on there way of life and religion … wow, I think I can do that now don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;Me having been there makes me the foremost leading expert in the field as far as I am concerned … as we all know, my Blog so move on if you don’t agree.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, why is it no one ever disagrees with my sentiments?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be right all of the time … well I can but I am trying to be modest here and find it difficult to grasp that the rest of the world has finally come around to my way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;That didn’t take as long as I thought it would to be honest …&lt;br /&gt;While over there, I had a lot of time to think … Shut Up, MRE’s have strange effects …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370580886623040866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sogi3KCrNWI/AAAAAAAAANs/ijUK9l6Hf2I/s320/Warfun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While over there though, I saw a few things, that I might have commented on before but its time you all learned to deal with I only have a few things rattling around in my head, there for I will be forced to repeat myself regularly!&lt;br /&gt;I saw poverty the likes no one should know, I saw kids with fully automatic rifles, I saw houses with only ½ the walls and or roofs as so they didn’t have to claim it as a house and be forced to pay taxes on them.&lt;br /&gt;I saw starvation and hunger that was so bad even I was tempted to give my up my food … note I said that I was tempted … the right MRE’s are just to good to share!&lt;br /&gt;I saw what a ‘War Torn Land’ is, and wish it a pone no ones people.&lt;br /&gt;To boot, I saw more sand then you can comprehend … you think you can, but you can’t!&lt;br /&gt;The point of this story is, and I am trying to get there as quickly as possible if you believe me or not, the whole time I was there I only saw one attractive woman.&lt;br /&gt;Now as the months past I started noticing that some of them where not as ugly as when I first got there, but still only one attractive one that whole time.&lt;br /&gt;She was our tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;As her being the only woman worth a darn, and her perfect English, we spoke to her and found out a lot about her.&lt;br /&gt;Strange things like, when she was a young teen the government took her away from her family and kept her under control by threatening to ‘hurt’ her family if she didn’t do what they told her to do, just because she was attractive.&lt;br /&gt;She was sent to America to learn English and to learn things to talk to us about.&lt;br /&gt;She was a government agent whose soul purpose was to keep our attention and make us feel more comfortable around her so we wouldn’t go wondering about.&lt;br /&gt;The point, as I said I would get back to, was to point out that the following pictures I am going to show you are all about.&lt;br /&gt;They say that they keep there woman covered as so that temptation is avoided … I, and everyone else who was over there with me thinks it is more because these people are UGLY! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370581202002901330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SogjJg7F-VI/AAAAAAAAAN0/c3QxurHIV2g/s320/Muslim_Adam%26Eve.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, I said it, they covered there woman because they where embarrassed of them!&lt;br /&gt;Then we have this one, in my eyes it is just disappointment for both sides, as from what I saw anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370581681116545698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SogjlZwsAqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PXQb7238d6Q/s320/Muslum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s about it, this was just a quick post to remind you all I still write … and most of us don’t know how good we truly have it!&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have a friend/co-worker who each of his children he sent to different 3rd world countries when they turned 15 to see how good it is in America.&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny every time I hear about it, and I think a real eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all again sooner or latter … hopefully I will have a good subject/topic here soon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7134045668278908483?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7134045668278908483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7134045668278908483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7134045668278908483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7134045668278908483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sitting-here-wondering.html' title='Sitting here wondering ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sogi3KCrNWI/AAAAAAAAANs/ijUK9l6Hf2I/s72-c/Warfun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2467302776211153862</id><published>2009-08-09T12:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:59:53.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Life …</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here writing, well typing but lets not get to technical, while La Wife is off cooking brunch and cleaning the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;It’s good to be a man!&lt;br /&gt;… Before one of you says it, yes I do long to be one someday!&lt;br /&gt;I was looking around and started to think, wow, I have it good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have La Wife, and Wonder Dog!&lt;br /&gt;I not only have a job, I have one that is not only good, but also enjoyable … Injoyable, yea that’s better …&lt;br /&gt;I not only have a place to sleep, but it isn’t to bad of a place to boot.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends and family, who not only acknowledge me in public but also say nice things about me sometimes when I am not around.&lt;br /&gt;I have, with La Wife’s assistance, all of these things and 2 working vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;That not only run and have radio’s, but also both have A/C!&lt;br /&gt;I have insurance, a retirement, a small pension from the Army and get to take a vacation once a year … one way or another MUHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I even have alone time whenever I want it, God I have it good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I have to complain about you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well let me tell you … yea, I got nothing of any substantial value so lets move on shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like so many others have traveled around outside the US once or twice now.&lt;br /&gt;I have been all over the Caribbean, Mexico and the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;I did have lay over stays in Paris and Ireland but I never really got to see the country L&lt;br /&gt;I have scene how bad it can be, not the worst out there but enough to make me see how good it is here in the US.&lt;br /&gt;In this way I can, again, say I am a blessed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to people every day complain about how bad the Government is and how much better it is in other places.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that Florida doesn’t have a clue how to run things … let me tell you about the Middle East … wow you all have no clue!&lt;br /&gt;I hear how it is so much better up North, then go back and try and survive on your petty retirement already … O wait, you can’t because you all forget how much cost of living is and that’s why you move down here … also the COLD!&lt;br /&gt;Shut up or go home already, but, if nothing else, STOP voting in my elections!&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t say so much on that one, I don’t vote …&lt;br /&gt;Also, if it is so great in Canada and Europe with the free medical care … GO ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are working toward a Government Medical Aid, sorry people, we NEED it so shut up already!&lt;br /&gt;Stop looking at the now and look toward the near future.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we will spend a lot of money out the door but over time if people go in and get that anti-inflammatory pill now for $25 we don’t have to pay for the Appendectomy in a year for a few thousand bucks instead.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the person will only be out of work for an afternoon instead of a week or so!&lt;br /&gt;So many people are saying that it isn’t fair for us to be paying for others health care … WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think Medicare and Government Health Clinics are doing?&lt;br /&gt;Florida has a program that helps kids with out insurance from low-income homes already. Hospitals take people without insurance, and end up eating the bill now when people don’t pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;So, please tell me what is so wrong with this?&lt;br /&gt;It’s making it more like a Socialist network?&lt;br /&gt;When did Canada and England go Socialist?&lt;br /&gt;I SO did not get that memo … is that what the Boston Tea Party was really all about?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as I said out the door it will be very costly, but, don’t we already have people all over who don’t have insurance?&lt;br /&gt;People who live with pain every day forcing themselves to go to work to take care of there families and putting there own health at risk for the betterment of there family!&lt;br /&gt;I know a guy who instead of paying for health insurance for himself paid for life insurance because he knew he was going to drop sooner or latter and only hoped in the end he would be able to help his family financially … THAT’S NOT RIGHT PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is getting so upset with this subject, myself included now that I read over this a little, but why are we so upset with this when we have so many other problems?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone look at the other bills they are trying to ass?&lt;br /&gt;Or how Senators will not sign a Bill unless it has an additional 1.2 million dollars piggy backed onto it so he can have a few more state parks in his State and have the water front docks restored?&lt;br /&gt;Things need to be lobbied for, but wow, COME ON ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hea, that’s a good thing to do, but, how about we figure out a way for you’re people to make that happen and stop taking away from my federal government money, that you all love spending so much … and then say we don’t have any!&lt;br /&gt;How many trillions now are we in dept?&lt;br /&gt;How much of the country now belongs to over seas organizations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to rant, time to move on …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree with the President on a few items but not so much this one.&lt;br /&gt;Does it need work, yea, but I have faith that it will not matter in the end, being that the world is going to be destroyed in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the President, let me point out something to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;If he could not produce a birth certificate and prove he was born in the US, and or on a US recognized property, don’t you think that THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN FOUND OUT BY HIS APPONENTS IN THE ELECTIONS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid are people … wait, never mind … moving on … Grr …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2467302776211153862?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2467302776211153862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2467302776211153862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2467302776211153862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2467302776211153862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-life.html' title='The Good Life …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1439091498645657231</id><published>2009-08-02T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:51:12.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick thanks …</title><content type='html'>I would like to say a quick thank you to all of the people who came over yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, there it was and I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.&lt;br /&gt;The thank you that is, and not so much the visit.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, eat, exchanged stupid stories and played video games.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, what else do you need to equal a good time?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, video games make everything better … just like bacon!&lt;br /&gt;Wow bacon is good!&lt;br /&gt;La Wife and I, and even a few coworkers, have sat around trying to think of things that aren’t better with bacon.&lt;br /&gt;We have only been able to come up with a few things and mostly they where deserts …  and yes some deserts have been declared that they could be better with bacon.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bacon, that makes me think of Kevin Bacon, leading me to think about his ugly wife on the Closer, and how every time I see that show it reminds me of Paula Dean, and that makes me change the channel as quickly as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Yeppers changing channels is the new point (Come on we talked about this yesterday people) I was going for and how everyone commented about how my brain works and how it goes in some strange direction that leads to some strange point that no one was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me kind of like M. Night Shyamalan in my little Bloguverse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Section #2 Happy?)&lt;br /&gt;Back to the opening line, and subject title too I guess?&lt;br /&gt;La Wife, Wonder Dog and I had a blast yesterday and other then spending hours between both cooking and cleaning we think it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We where reminded of how some of us used to meet up every month for dinner …&lt;br /&gt;We think we used to do something like that, memories fade with time and that might have been something we saw on TV or something?&lt;br /&gt;It does remind me that every time we get together we all seem to have a good time, it is probably because we never see each other that is making it that way though?&lt;br /&gt;My Army Buddy, who still needs a nick name, and I see each other every couple of years and only talk on the phone possibly every other month, and that seems to work well.&lt;br /&gt;You know, absence makes the heart grow fonder or something … to much of a good thing can be a bad thing … some other cliché about something or other.&lt;br /&gt;So, the long and short is, everyone has scene our place now so shut up and move on to something new to complain about.Also, let us know when we are doing it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1439091498645657231?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1439091498645657231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1439091498645657231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1439091498645657231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1439091498645657231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-thanks.html' title='A quick thanks …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1320740858898485003</id><published>2009-07-28T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:09:53.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing …</title><content type='html'>I think that that covers it doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wow, for once Word didn’t try and tell me not to use that and that back to back with each other!&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that my computer is finally learning that I do things because I want to, no matter how wrong they might be?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that my computer is in fact learning … DEAR GOD ITS SKYNET!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my computer can learn but my dog still only knows 2 tricks … this is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wouldn’t mind if my I-Phone learned a few more new tricks.&lt;br /&gt;I actually encourage it, with the lovely applications that I can download onto it.&lt;br /&gt;I hate saying it, but I will because once again this is my Blog and you all can’t stop me, I am actually turning into a Mac guy because of my I-Phone.&lt;br /&gt;I have an article on how to turn a normal PC into a Mac operating system and I am thinking that I might need to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my Phone and my PC will be true friends … wait, do I Want my computer and phone to hook up and be friends?&lt;br /&gt;What will be next?&lt;br /&gt;Midnight conversations about me?&lt;br /&gt;Unwanted file swapping?&lt;br /&gt;Out of network communications to other servers?&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT IS THE START OF SKYNET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I will just have to take my chances against the Governor of California because I am not giving either of them up.&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me Mr. ”Save the Seals”?&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are all about, traveling back in time to try and convince us that you are a good person so when your armored clones show up asking if they can use the phone we will let them into our houses so they can kill us all off!&lt;br /&gt;Sara, you tried to warn us but we never listened, we will be, and I am, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;I am still not giving up my phone … I will just have to go hang out with Tom Cruise and Will Smith in the under ground bunker they have built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn technology, I didn’t realize I needed it as bad as I do until TEVO.&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess Cars and A/C are big too but lets be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;We all finally opened our eyes after TEVO came out and we all found out that we where addicted to technology.&lt;br /&gt;So let me begin …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is John, and I am addicted to technology.&lt;br /&gt;I know that Skynet is coming and I am not so sure it doesn’t have the right ideal about us.So much so that if given the option, I will probably side with it as long as it lets me keep my TEVO and I-Phone … Wonder Dog would be great too … and La Wife might be a nice bonus, but I understand the fear of repopulation and I don’t want to push my luck, so, if I have to ditch her for the Wonder Dog I understand and it’s all good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1320740858898485003?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1320740858898485003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1320740858898485003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1320740858898485003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1320740858898485003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-nothing.html' title='I got nothing …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7005292589680182462</id><published>2009-07-19T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:40:20.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to say …</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here trying to think of something to write about, and to say that I am coming up short is a real understatement.&lt;br /&gt;I read about a competition the other day where people try and write a really long sentence using every type of punctuation, and as much fun as that sounds, I don’t think it is really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;You know, because I have a wife who can do it better, and I don’t want to embarrass myself in trying!&lt;br /&gt;I read about another world’s largest thing, it was a cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;It was 15 pounds of fudge and 60 pounds of icing.&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;It’s at the Mall of America … I think I would like to go there.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that once there we might see everything in the world that we want and not be able to get it because we spent all of our money on the rides in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;We could just go to the flea market and ride the rides there and get just about anything we want there too.&lt;br /&gt;Of course if we are going to go to a flea market we should go to the one in Webster, they do have everything ... Like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360180633790200690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SmMv4xD-O3I/AAAAAAAAANk/38PKQS6PJV8/s320/Hangingbag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we could eat at that country restaurant, or the all you can eat fried chicken place.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a place that hade a nice chicken place, but now it is closed because the new managers sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about things that suck, La Wife and I each as children went to a place and remember loving it, now it sucks too, so that makes us sad.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am thinking about sad things I remember all of the dogs I have had over the years and miss them.&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are good because they are loyal and like you for no other reason then you are you.&lt;br /&gt;I heard once a person say that they only hope that they can someday be the person that their dog thinks they are.&lt;br /&gt;I like that saying.&lt;br /&gt;Other things I like … PIZZA!&lt;br /&gt;We had some last night but it wasn’t so good.&lt;br /&gt;We will probably go to Kissimmee to a whole in the wall place we know to grab a slice latter today while we run errands, just because.&lt;br /&gt;You know that fraise had to come from somewhere (Run Errands) and it makes me wonder if back in the day it was as simple as people literally ran around doing errands?&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the bike was such a big deal back there.&lt;br /&gt;First the bike, then the little basket!&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture Kevin Bacon doing the movie Quicksilver with a basket on the front of his delivery bike?&lt;br /&gt;You know, Quick Silver is also a character in the Marvel universe (AKA Bad Guy to the X-Men and son of Magneto)&lt;br /&gt;He has the power to run supper fast, a lot like the Flash … that was a short lived show in the early 90’s that I kind of liked.&lt;br /&gt;It was not cost efficient they said so they canceled it.&lt;br /&gt;They just canceled a bunch of shows, one was Pushing Daisies, La Wife enjoyed that one, and it was only in it’s second season and had already won an Emmy.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have brought up enjoyment’s … that seems to me like it should start with IN instead of EN.&lt;br /&gt;Simply because it makes more since to me that way, as if, you are IN Joy’ing something.&lt;br /&gt;Because we have covered IN-Joying things, this was a stupid Blog and I am wondering if anyone has even finished reading it this far?&lt;br /&gt;Reading is good though, especially when you are curled up on the bed reading silly things like the world’s largest cupcake, or a diary entry about your younger years.&lt;br /&gt;Laying next to that person who you hope to go traveling with to places like the Mall of America, the flee market, that little pizza place or just some other place you used to eat in at some other town … and of course your dog!&lt;br /&gt;Remember the good times for what they where, and not what they have became.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget the little things in the world that make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;IN-Joy what you have, but still look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping going toward those future happy moments and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;PS: I need to find more clip art pictures to post L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7005292589680182462?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7005292589680182462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7005292589680182462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7005292589680182462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7005292589680182462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-to-say.html' title='What to say …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SmMv4xD-O3I/AAAAAAAAANk/38PKQS6PJV8/s72-c/Hangingbag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-9076615504270345765</id><published>2009-07-11T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:18:32.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things on my mind …</title><content type='html'>I haven’t posted in over a week.&lt;br /&gt;… La Wife says she can’t believe that I didn’t post about July 4th!&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I would try and not do that, but, I did and you all either have to deal with it and move on … or, deal with it and move on!&lt;br /&gt;So, why not tell you all why I have been slacking?&lt;br /&gt;I am finding out more and more about things my X-boss has said to people and things are starting to come clear as to why so many people stopped talking to me … he lied, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I am dealing with some medical stuff like so many others of you out there and trying to figure out just how good and or bad of an ideal exploratory surgery is.&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that a story that I have told for over a decade, and that changed my life (I thought), has in fact turned out to be a giant lie that no one can figure out.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to tell you what it was or anything about it … I know isn’t that nice?&lt;br /&gt;I never told you the story so it isn’t like you all have missed anything right?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even start with that it wouldn’t have mattered if I hadn’t just told you all that something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I am typing this out with an evil smirk on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I think you all should also know that this is the first time, in a while, that I almost feel like myself since I found out, so it sucks to be you all, but, at least you can all feel better in knowing the fact that you are helping in my healing.&lt;br /&gt;I have also realized that I have a weird collection of people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I know, where did that just come from?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start this off with it is all my fault and I take all the blame … now read on and feel bad about yourselves as needed.&lt;br /&gt;I have segregated myself that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I am a recluse and a hermit and am happy being that.&lt;br /&gt;Shut up I know I have issues and know it doesn’t make since.&lt;br /&gt;That being said …&lt;br /&gt;My father and I talk about once a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;It is almost always pleasant and I can’t remember the last time we have had a fight … wow, darn dad you are working harder at this then I give you credit for aren’t you!&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and I talk, well when not busy in life, about once a week also.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we had a fight was on a cruise … it’s strange the things I can remember … but that was solved somehow with people dropping it and notes being passed under doors.&lt;br /&gt;My Sister and I talk, well, to say every few months is almost putting it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;When we do, we laugh and have a good time and then I ponder why we don’t more often.&lt;br /&gt;Well, raising 3 little … La Bandito’s keeps her way busy? &lt;br /&gt;Is that right?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it … any how, She lives a fast life and has forsaken her only sibling. &lt;br /&gt;(Insert Guilt here) &lt;br /&gt;It’s my fault on that one too though I guess, I am invited to things but they are so far away and last minute (That one is your fault sis :P)&lt;br /&gt;My Brother-In-Law, we have fun when together but he is always on the run working and also helping to raise the 3 La Bandito’s.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else caught on that I use my Spanish just, well wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see, my Dad’s step kids, well we meet so late in life that we don’t talk.&lt;br /&gt;My Stepfather, well, he calls about once a week and is an all right guy. &lt;br /&gt;He is a good guy and fun to be around … needs to buy me something nice to refresh my liking of him though … my love can only be bought after all.&lt;br /&gt;My Stepmother is all right too.&lt;br /&gt;Nice and pleasant and to good for my old man.&lt;br /&gt;She makes him happy though and that’s good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, In-Laws!&lt;br /&gt;I see them more then my own family.&lt;br /&gt;They are cool and invite us to do stuff all of the time, La Wife drags me off and, well that’s about it … I go.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing bad to say about them, but just to upset La Wife I will also not say anything nice about them … or her for that matter …&lt;br /&gt;Although a lot can be said in that category, they are good people after all.&lt;br /&gt;K, so where am I going with this you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Other then La Wife and the above mentioned people, I have nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and say my old Army buddy who still needs a nickname …&lt;br /&gt;He and I talk once a month or so, and that’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;We have a blast and will drop an hour talking like schoolgirls but then nothing again till the next time.&lt;br /&gt;O yea the point, I don’t really have one other then the people I know and hang around with is a small circle or people I find worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being part of it and I will not bad mouth you all anymore then is necessary and once it is no longer entertaining I know I should stop then too!&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the bad part of this … Ying and Yang people … something has changed and I am rather upset no one noticed&lt;br /&gt;I have scene my mother, father, mother-in-law and father-in-law … even a sister-in-law now that I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;My In-Laws noticed though … remember the good people comment mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;All of you saw me!&lt;br /&gt;The only thing in regards to the subject I am about to talk about is my sister!&lt;br /&gt;O’yea, now it all makes since doesn’t it!&lt;br /&gt;You regret it already and are trying to think how you can get yourselves out of this situation and let me tell you now, you can’t!&lt;br /&gt;La Wife and I sat down to have a quick dinner with my Mother and Father-in-law and they bring up my sister and look me over completely … that’s right, you 2 are getting the blame!&lt;br /&gt;Because although my Father was a detective, we don’t expect a lot of observation skills from him when he is recovering from knee surgery.&lt;br /&gt;My EVIL Mother and Father-in-law made a point to say that … hum … she needs a nick name too now if I am going to bring her up now doesn’t she … Chico for now will work I guess … But that Chico has been going to the gym and is looking great and then about how wonderful and great she is.&lt;br /&gt;How she is a beacon of light in this horrible world and they are just proud that they can claim her in there lives for without her there can be no light, or something like that I didn’t pay attention because lets face it, they think highly of everyone … it’s an old person thing I guess … if I keep this up I think I am going to be written out of the wills so I guess I need to drop this one and quickly …&lt;br /&gt;To the point though, wow, I am rambling but I have to make up for not posting last week.&lt;br /&gt;I had, at that time, lost almost 60 pounds also.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this proves that everyone else see me the same way that I see my self, a fat butt!&lt;br /&gt;La Wife says I am a fool but how can the people closest to me not have noticed?&lt;br /&gt;It is to late now to say anything and anything you will say will just be considered a back peddling of sorts so don’t even bother&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you for either proving me right to La Wife, or making me feel like you all care when in fact you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I think that works.&lt;br /&gt;Chico, you have one chance to be the best family member in my book.&lt;br /&gt;That’s if you say anything the next time you see me … then again who knows when that might be?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am back to feeling bad again so thanks for helping me revert back to the pain and suffering that keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;Ying and Yang … &lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why the doctor keeps asking me if I am depressed … and the lady at the ammo store …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – Buzz is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;He is flying around with his friends and doing his own thing … he does stay behind some times all by himself but I think that’s just because his wing might hurt to bad to fly as far as the others … or, he smells bad and they don’t want him around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-9076615504270345765?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/9076615504270345765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=9076615504270345765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9076615504270345765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9076615504270345765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-on-my-mind.html' title='Things on my mind …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7507616972680751152</id><published>2009-06-28T11:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:44:54.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Strange Phone Call …</title><content type='html'>So, about a month or two, or even more (I am not so sure because I and didn’t really care to be honest, I got a strange phone call.&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me – Hello&lt;br /&gt;Them – Hello, is this John (Last name blanked out as to protect the innocent)&lt;br /&gt;Me – Yes (Insert reaching for the hang up button)&lt;br /&gt;Them – Where you by chance married to a Jennifer (Last name left out as to show no ties toward her in an attempt to forget that part of my life, and to keep her bill collecting agencies off my tail …)&lt;br /&gt;Me – (Insert WTF thoughts) Yes, I was … (She must be dead, I can have my dog back!)&lt;br /&gt;Them – Hi, do you have a minute or two so that I can talk to you, I am her soon to be X-mother-in-law?&lt;br /&gt;Me – (Thoughts of I guess this means she isn’t dead, and I am not getting my old dog back) Sure, what’s up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, this woman tells me that Jen is married, still playing Every Quest on an upwards of 8+ hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;They have 2 children, loosing another during a pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;Is on all kinds of medications and still doesn’t have a job.&lt;br /&gt;Causing her to gain even more weight, and calling for her to take more drugs for depression.&lt;br /&gt;She has also cheated on her husband and left him taking the children.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing I found out though was, that there youngest child was allergic to Dogs and they gave away my dog to some stranger’s … yea, not so happy about this one.&lt;br /&gt;Considering one of the agreements was that if anything ever came up I got her back!&lt;br /&gt;I was also informed that I was abusive, and controlling.&lt;br /&gt;Not letting her leave the house, or ever see her friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that she finally ran away one day when I left for work … yeppers, wow I was a jerk, I would have left me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get asked all kinds of strange questions like if I have heard form her or know where she is … and of course I say no because why in the world would she contact me, I’m the abusive &amp;amp; controlling X?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then this strange woman asks if I will write up a letter saying how she acted and what brought our relationship to an end, as in regards to the amount of time she devoted to Ever Quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone call ends and I sit on this for a few hours and when La Wife comes home sees something is wrong and I tell her all about it.&lt;br /&gt;I few hours latter I decided to call the X and tell her about this strange phone call I got …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She informed me that she was on the ‘lamb’ per say because it was in fact her husband who was cheating and threatening her.&lt;br /&gt;I asked about the dog and was informed that she had forgotten … big surprise right?&lt;br /&gt;I then asked about me being controlling, she said I was always trying to make her go to work and never letting her just play Ever Quest … yeppers that’s the same as never letting her leave the house right?&lt;br /&gt;I asked when I was physically abusive to her … yea, she said one time I was very upset and grabbed her and threw her into a hallway door, but that she deserved it … when did I have a place with a hallway with a closet door in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you get the jest of this … yea this was a weird day in my little world for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent them both an E-mail saying thanks for the memories but I would not get involved.&lt;br /&gt;I have been out of the loop for about 7 years and I cannot speak for her as it has been so long … and to leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s about it, I wonder how many people she told these things to, and I think I now know why her parents hated me so much.&lt;br /&gt;You people that knew her, and about those times, feel free to post your thoughts and if you think any of what she said was true … or even contradictions to it … you know like I took the keys to her truck and wouldn’t let her drive to work or anything … and how I kept everything of hers refusing to give it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don’t know, I packed it all up and boxed it for her leaving it in the living room so she could just come in and take it all … she left all kinds of stuff that I latter mailed to her at the cost of a pretty penny or two.&lt;br /&gt; The best part of all of this is … still not the strangest phone call I have received!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7507616972680751152?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7507616972680751152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7507616972680751152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7507616972680751152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7507616972680751152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/06/strange-phone-call.html' title='A Strange Phone Call …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7953187773955343845</id><published>2009-06-23T20:30:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:02:49.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so proud of this ...</title><content type='html'>Some times I sit around thinking ‘What is funny?’&lt;br /&gt;As a guy, I know one thing that always makes other guys laugh … that’s right … potty humor … sucks to be the rest of you!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t normally do things like this, so, sit back and enjoy … or move on and be quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole reason I am writing and showing the rest of this is for this one picture.&lt;br /&gt;I was at Wally-World with La Wife and low and behold I say this.You see pictures like this all over the web but this is the first time I saw something like this and just had to share … the rest is just fluff that I figured I would throw along with it … themes are good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350687172301256034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF1olFBdWI/AAAAAAAAANU/841ZbNfRhe4/s320/Toilet_Skid.jpg" /&gt;O come on, Skid resistant!&lt;br /&gt;Thats funny people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Army this is the norm, OK not so much but ... thats right, a stupid Thinking Man joke ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF1v3O5HUI/AAAAAAAAANc/zJxOggQZn2o/s1600-h/Warfun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350687297433574722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF1v3O5HUI/AAAAAAAAANc/zJxOggQZn2o/s320/Warfun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always an inportant thing to keep in the back of your mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686675761604130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF1LrUvpiI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZNOLxKRnMGg/s320/poop.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happens when you realize you parked to far away, and the nearist place to go is 5 miles away ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0-T8QWWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xRpoLkqZzK0/s1600-h/Sand+Toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686446146574690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0-T8QWWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xRpoLkqZzK0/s320/Sand+Toilet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when you are on the move ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350685630734248722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0O2SzqxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vTMWv94GPXU/s320/Bikepotty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0rw9zhPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-ylZvDcf14w/s1600-h/Mealsonwheels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686127520187634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0rw9zhPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-ylZvDcf14w/s320/Mealsonwheels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after you are done moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first realize that she might not be the one ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0gbiDvxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gLXJjgxCEcA/s1600-h/his%26her+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350685932788104978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0gbiDvxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gLXJjgxCEcA/s320/his%26her+toilet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why the Cops didn't drink Coffee that day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350685280525781650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkFz6dqmipI/AAAAAAAAAMU/krtaQBoos4w/s320/Toilet+Joke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0GJyHs6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/hqPmd52ouXs/s1600-h/Toilet+Tie+Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350685481347036066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF0GJyHs6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/hqPmd52ouXs/s320/Toilet+Tie+Down.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... and what the female officers did the next day ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it, sorry but some times things like this just HAVE to be done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7953187773955343845?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7953187773955343845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7953187773955343845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7953187773955343845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7953187773955343845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-so-proud-of-this.html' title='Not so proud of this ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SkF1olFBdWI/AAAAAAAAANU/841ZbNfRhe4/s72-c/Toilet_Skid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-9216553968713827045</id><published>2009-06-21T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:58:59.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it was asked …</title><content type='html'>At least one of you has asked about Buzz.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so only one of you has in fact asked about Buzz.&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, birds, I think, enjoy flying and being free.&lt;br /&gt;I think I would if I was a bird for a day … then again they more then likely think that having thumbs is a good thing and we don’t even take note of them because they are what they are and we are so used to having them.&lt;br /&gt;What would a dog do if it had thumbs for a day?&lt;br /&gt;Open all of the cabinets and get all of the food, then let it’s self out to run around the neighborhood for hours and hours.&lt;br /&gt;That’s what a dog would do … at least Wonder Dog would!&lt;br /&gt;Most of the other wildlife around here would freak out!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what would a rabbit or a blue jay do with thumbs?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of other animals, I have scene a bunch of cardinals and blue jays this year.&lt;br /&gt;Also, raccoons, rabbits, owl’s and a falcon/hawk this week so it has been a good week to go walking with Wonder Dog this week.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, Wonder Dog hasn’t scene any of them.&lt;br /&gt;Not even the butterfly that landed on her head … she is so the most broken hound doggy!&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that we think about this they did have the mouse with a human ear attached to it’s back.&lt;br /&gt;It looked strange so I am sure thumbs would be very out of place, right?&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys have thumbs … we know that they do!&lt;br /&gt;You know, all the same things a little kid does … hehe&lt;br /&gt;Although monkeys do know how to use there most blessed thumbs for fighting.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a video on that and it was not pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Plus the crazed monkeys are so darn strong!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of strong creatures with thumbs, I was watching the cartoon Batman and he was fighting a gorilla that was smarted then most humans able to speak and made machines and things.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I do love me some Batman and will put him against any other hero but come on, if a gorilla was to hit him in the head, it would be over!&lt;br /&gt;I, like Batman, am a near perfect specimen of human evolution and pride my knowledge, again like Batman, in my investigation skills and martial arts prowess (HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;I though, know my limitations and I think that even though I could take out Superman and O so many other super heroes, not just because I know there secrets and would take full advantage of them but also I am just that good, all at the same time know that if a gorilla was to hit me in the head that the fight would not only be over but my secret identity would never be figured out … because my face would be completely demolished including my teeth … also my fingertips would be mysteriously cloaked … yea, that would be my lame power wouldn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;“Hum, we can’t ID him because his fingerprints are blank?”&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I can’t get a cool utility belt, a nifty mask that hides my face, a ring that does … well anything or some cool power to help me fight crime.&lt;br /&gt;Nope I would end up with unidentifiable fingerprints.&lt;br /&gt;This brings up a good point though, what super power would I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flight&lt;/strong&gt; – That would make travel easy for sure … my luck though I would be able to fly but only at like ½ a normal walking speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super Strength&lt;/strong&gt; – That for me would be more like I can never turn it off, so if I pick anything up it breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfect Health&lt;/strong&gt; - I already have the super human physical form …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Aging&lt;/strong&gt; – Yea, I would be an infant forever … not working either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cool Magical Item&lt;/strong&gt; – It would have a draw back like I could only use it every other blue moon or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cool Side Kick&lt;/strong&gt; – Nope, he would be cooler then me and I would surly turn into the side kick blunder … did you all know that in the current comics Bruce Wayne is dead and that the original Robin, Dick Grayson, has now taken over? Did you all know that there were multiple Robins? One was killed by the Joker (Voted by the people I might add), one was a girl and one was his son … see you all are such losers for not knowing all of this … or am I for knowing it and not reading the comic …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Infra Vision&lt;/strong&gt; – I live in Florida, everything is hot so that power would suck too. &lt;strong&gt;Super Speed&lt;/strong&gt; – Now that could be cool … but then I would end up with pansy skin and have blisters all the time and would only be able to use my powers for like 10 seconds every other week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metal Bones like Wolverine&lt;/strong&gt; – No, then I would become a hydrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mental Powers!&lt;/strong&gt; – (I mean other then my super intelligent mind now) Hum, able to read minds … I would end up only being able to speak to things like amebas … yea that would be a quick and intelligent conversation “I Live! I eat! I get Sleepy! I die! Next … I Live …”. Then again I could end up with Telekinesis! Then I would just loose my Atlas like body because I would never have to move to do anything. I would need a side kick with super strength to wheel me out to help fight monsters and bad guys. I would be Wheel Barrel Man!&lt;br /&gt;You know, the mind is a strange things … I can’t remember so many things but I remember my sister as a teen’ish writing a story about an ameba that lived in a glass of milk next to her bed … yea that’s how I work people so deal with it and move on already.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see, O yea, Buzz!&lt;br /&gt;He has been spotted flying short bursts and looks like he might make a full recovery, we are hoping anyway.&lt;br /&gt;He is also living now in a place we call the ‘swill’ room.&lt;br /&gt;It is were we take all the nasty uneaten food and stuff at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to make him happy so we aren’t saying anything about it … that and because it is funny when the inmates keep sending the new guy to open the door and a screaming buzzard starts yelling at them … yea, it’s the little things in the world that make day to day life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;You know, like my Blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-9216553968713827045?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/9216553968713827045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=9216553968713827045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9216553968713827045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9216553968713827045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-it-was-asked.html' title='Because it was asked …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7252699744023684183</id><published>2009-06-15T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:54:25.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s that Buzz …</title><content type='html'>I figured that our buzzard friend needed a name.&lt;br /&gt;So, me being of great imagination, I decided to name him Buzz!&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might think after the great first (Fake) man to walk on the moon, but in fact it was because it is the short name version of what he is.&lt;br /&gt;He was atop his little perch once again today.&lt;br /&gt;All alone I might add … and I called La Wife to tell her about him.&lt;br /&gt;She decided I needed to help him out and call animal control or something.&lt;br /&gt;So, I did.&lt;br /&gt;Animal control shows up … Buzz decided to finally move for the first time in a week.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure?&lt;br /&gt;So the trapper and I got to talk and he told me that even if he would have been on his perch in the mid-sky he could not in fact capture him.&lt;br /&gt;That would be my job?&lt;br /&gt;He informed me that I should get a net or a tarp and after I catch him that he would then come back and take him away.&lt;br /&gt;To kill him!&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought long and hard about this and decided.&lt;br /&gt;Buzz, although he might be in pain and missing his friends, is at least close to his friends and getting food.&lt;br /&gt;We think that his wing is working better because he is gliding a little now and then off of his little tower.&lt;br /&gt;I told the nice man who kills things for a living he could go and that we would wait for nature to do what ever it feels is best.&lt;br /&gt;So, much to so many of you alls disapproval, I will not be chasing Buzz with a net or tarp … although I have been thinking about getting a net gun for when ever Wonder Dog escapes …&lt;br /&gt;We can only hope that he gets to feeling better so he can rejoin his ‘friends’ eating the nasty unwanted food of our lands and looking as ugly as ever … or at least die far away so I don’t know what happened to him and can picture him flying around … and so I don’t have to see his friends eating him, yea that would be disturbing!&lt;br /&gt;Cannibalism is cool and don’t think if it comes down to it I am not going to cook a persons leg on a spit, (Would that be dark or light meat?) but I don’t really want to see it with a creature I have now named.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7252699744023684183?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7252699744023684183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7252699744023684183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7252699744023684183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7252699744023684183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-that-buzz.html' title='What’s that Buzz …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4061008903262544301</id><published>2009-06-11T16:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:32:39.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching a bird …</title><content type='html'>Well, once again today I found myself walking around looking at things and thinking about other things.&lt;br /&gt;Wow my job is mind numbing at times!&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked up and saw a bird.&lt;br /&gt;Not just any bird but a turkey buzzard.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, not much of a bird but still a bird none the less and that is the point to this story.&lt;br /&gt;It was sitting up on top of a low tower that it had … wait lets go back a step …&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago we noticed this ugly creature and saw that it was hopping around all over the place with one wing cocked off to its side.&lt;br /&gt;We deduced, because we had nothing better to do that day either, that it had broken its wing in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, once again I see the bird and it is now sitting all by it’s self at the top of a short tower that it had hopped up the stairs of to reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346169419153407874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SjFowvGx_4I/AAAAAAAAAME/4jLA5ivQfH4/s320/Bird+in+Tower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 50 feet away stood a water tower that just a week before it would have been sitting with all of it’s ‘friends’ much higher in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346169738641258658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SjFpDVSnuKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5wnDHTMK6rI/s320/Bird+and+Tower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(The other buzzards hang out on the rafters on this bigger tower)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It accrued to me then, this guy is all alone, hurt, scared, hungry and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Can a buzzard can be sad?&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;So I started thinking.&lt;br /&gt;This poor guy not only can’t fly but he can’t even get to perch with his friends … who will eat him the second he dies …&lt;br /&gt;He is just trying to get as close to his old ‘home’, and just can’t make it.&lt;br /&gt;This some how bothered me and almost made me think I had feelings.&lt;br /&gt;This made me think of a few movies …&lt;br /&gt;I Robot, were at the end all of the old robots are huddled together in the trailers.&lt;br /&gt;City of Angels, when at the end the fallen angel goes to where he knows his old friends are even though he can’t see them.&lt;br /&gt;The Next Karate Kid, as they try and nourish the hawk back to health.&lt;br /&gt;All of this led me to realize a few things.&lt;br /&gt;1)      I have watched a lot of bad movies&lt;br /&gt;2)      I feel a lot like this bird!&lt;br /&gt;Just like this guy though, at the end of the day when I am in need of help how many of my ‘friends’ will show up to help me or leave me alone to starve and die all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat me …&lt;br /&gt;Then after I do kick the proverbial bucket they would all then act like they did care, and say how they did everything they could but it just wasn’t enough … hypocrites and liars!&lt;br /&gt;Just like so many church going folk I might add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, we tried feeding the bird but it ran away from us.&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect from a creature hated, hurt and afraid …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Blog really doesn’t have much of a point.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just been over a week and this is what is on my mind today, so I am sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Just like they told me I should do in school to make friends … I hope they don’t eat me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just like my littlest niece said … I am not a cookie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4061008903262544301?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4061008903262544301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4061008903262544301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4061008903262544301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4061008903262544301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/06/watching-bird.html' title='Watching a bird …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SjFowvGx_4I/AAAAAAAAAME/4jLA5ivQfH4/s72-c/Bird+in+Tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1262975390460742277</id><published>2009-05-31T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:02:49.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Company …</title><content type='html'>So last night we had some company come over to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;Once again it turned into an all night thing with 3 of them leaving around 3am and one crashing out on our sofa.&lt;br /&gt;We smiled and laughed barely missing food and or liquid coming out of our face holes from well timed jokes.&lt;br /&gt;It popped into my head last night how strange it is to see how people know each other.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that a collage kid, a out of work computer tech, a medical records clerk, a security guard, a person between jobs and a yellow pages add sales men could all end up meeting let alone having such a fun time?&lt;br /&gt;None of us went to school together and most of us didn’t even grow up here.&lt;br /&gt;None of us work together and only 2 of us were related, well 3 of us now I guess … against my better judgment I might add!&lt;br /&gt;I forget sometimes how hard it is to meet new people and even harder sometimes as to why we do … or even why we put up with some of the others we already have …&lt;br /&gt;Then nights like last night come around and remind me.&lt;br /&gt;I can say though that I only have 2 friends … yea isn’t that sad … not to me!&lt;br /&gt;I have many, many acquaintances, but I only have 2 friends&lt;br /&gt;All though they are just as close, if not closer in some ways, then my family.&lt;br /&gt;They are of course, La Wife (I know she is family but deal with it) and … hum I need a nick name for him don’t I …&lt;br /&gt;What should I call him … hum this is kid of hard!&lt;br /&gt;NO, he is NOT imaginary!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I ought to do a poll and voting to see what everyone else thinks I should call him?&lt;br /&gt;Until then …&lt;br /&gt;You all know who he is though, ________ and he is just a good guy who for some reason likes me and to be honest I just don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;La Wife is also just a wonderful person … she could do better and needs to run before I ruin her life anymore but for some reason she thinks I am OK and it might work out … I never said she was bright …&lt;br /&gt;She and He are people I know I can call at anytime and they will do anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they know I will do the same for them also!&lt;br /&gt;So, all I am saying is, thanks for the people who choose to be I my life.&lt;br /&gt;Yep that’s it, sorry for a letdown but this is all you are getting today.That and Sax’s comedy club is fun and you should go … and take me when you do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1262975390460742277?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1262975390460742277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1262975390460742277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1262975390460742277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1262975390460742277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/company.html' title='Company …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4490093217521620373</id><published>2009-05-25T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:09:46.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day, Once Again …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Shq0rgk0J7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/K0ipuhFcEMw/s1600-h/pow_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778967772866482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Shq0rgk0J7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/K0ipuhFcEMw/s320/pow_mia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I wrote about our Fallen Veterans, the things they have done and given up for our freedoms in this Great Nation of ours.&lt;br /&gt;People, I think anyway, take these gifts for granted.&lt;br /&gt;When we say we have freedom, we do not have absolute freedom, having some things that we can’t do.&lt;br /&gt;We also have Big Brother always looking over our shoulder in ways I think are violations of the Constitution …&lt;br /&gt;People complain that we don’t have about freedom and that in fact we have very little.&lt;br /&gt;No, we have just gotten greedy and think that we deserve more … Ok I agree in more then a few ways … but I think it is because so many haven’t traveled the world and scene first hand how much we have, and how little the others do.&lt;br /&gt;People forget that our allotment of freedom includes things like me being able to write this Blog and others to read it.&lt;br /&gt;There are places in the world still were they are not allowed to speak in public, read anything … even learn how to read for that matter, and so many other things that we TRULY take for granted&lt;br /&gt;We have all heard about book burnings in other countries.&lt;br /&gt;What about all of the Slave trading still going on all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Then also we have all the religion being taken away from the people, and then people killed because they are of a different faction of the same religion.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine if that was to happen here?&lt;br /&gt;Baptists against Southern Baptists … hum … isn’t that one of the ways that Jesus got so popular after his death and got his faith so popular … gotta love Catholics …&lt;br /&gt;Back to a point … so many people remember the Fallen Veterans, as they should today, because they did so much, but …&lt;br /&gt;Today is all about the memory of the people who died in the military fighting all around the world and even state side for our protection and freedoms.&lt;br /&gt;This day was originally called Decoration Day, and was to pay respect to the Union soldiers after the Civil War… I guess the Yanks might have gotten something right?&lt;br /&gt;Then after World War I they decided to include all military from any conflict.&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about going into another direction though … yea, trying to be respectful today so keep you mind in check will ya …&lt;br /&gt;How about the people in America who have died in the effects to keep America safe, from both others and ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;We, in my opinion, need to pay respect to people like Fire Fighters, the Law Enforcement and of course, one of the most under rated and best/worst professions in America … Correctional Enforcement work.&lt;br /&gt;We have our soldiers and I will never take anything away from them.&lt;br /&gt;What about our Fire Fighters, referred to as Professional Hero’s.&lt;br /&gt;They daily offer their lives up for people they don’t know and only hope to help others.&lt;br /&gt;The Police Officers who at a moments notice can find themselves in a gun fight from something as small as pulling someone over for a traffic violation going bad.&lt;br /&gt;Of course the Department of Corrections, ALL employee’s not just Security personal, who are forced to work with the people that we have declared the scum of society and don’t want to be around anymore known for murder, battery on other things even worse the rap.&lt;br /&gt;We should also throw in Paramedics into this.&lt;br /&gt;They don’t go running into fires as often as Fire Fighters but they do find them selves in some crazy situations that can be just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;Then again we also have he people state side who most of us dislike most of the time and bad mouth on more then one occasion … Politicians.&lt;br /&gt;I mean we all remember the original Politicians who decided to not only break away from England because they thought it was the right thing to do, but also thought enough to come up with an ideal and dreams of what they wanted and what we needed.&lt;br /&gt;Now and days though, they have to be the people who make laws that need to be made knowing that they will be disliked for there decisions.&lt;br /&gt;How would you like to be forced to decided what is good for the mass when the minority sometimes gets looked over … yea … that’s got to suck!&lt;br /&gt;Now that is of course the minority of Politicians as we all know, but they do have some who are not completely corrupted … I think …&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make some big long Blog about that was moving and heart lifting … I did that last year and don’t think I can do it again to myself let alone everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;You should know how I feel and if not reread last years Memorial Day and Veterans Day Blog’s.&lt;br /&gt;We need to pay tribute to our military personal for sure.&lt;br /&gt;We should pay respect to our fallen brothers and sister who have kept us safe.&lt;br /&gt;We also need to remember that the people who stay state side, and live dangerous lives so that we can live the life we live, need to be respected also.&lt;br /&gt;These people, and so many others who will stand up next to them also, are one of the reasons why America will stay standing as the Last and Most Powerful Super Power in the world.&lt;br /&gt;They say that China has never truly been concurred.&lt;br /&gt;They have changed leadership more then a few times, but they have not been forced to change their faith, language or general way of life.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say though, that if anyone was to try and take over America they would not just fail, but the repercussions a pone them would be a show to make it known never to even think about doing something so stupid ever again … to them and any other …&lt;br /&gt;I know that I, and everyone I know, would stand up and fight along side each other.&lt;br /&gt;I know that prisoners would come out of the prisons and fight because of the love they have for this land and the people they care about who might loose their freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t that be a scary sight … they would, I am sure, do wonders for the cause but the clean up afterward and getting them back might be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Think about how this country stood together after the Twin towers … God have mercy on the fools who wish to have that bonded combination of fear and anger turned against them as we as a Nation stand up and fight back.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorists know that they only way they can hurt us is by doing cowardly single attacks because they can not, I will repeat this again, CAN NOT take us on our own land!&lt;br /&gt;We will stand together even tighter, putting Race and Religion aside, even putting Gang colors and dislikes aside.&lt;br /&gt;I have faith that we will not only stand up together so much more then just to defeat the invaders, but to also destroy anyone attempting to hurt our home.&lt;br /&gt;Now if we can just figure out a way to get this bond during the rest of the time …&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point though … thank you my brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Those who have, do and will do what needs to be done when it needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;This country is by far one of the best in the world, if for no other reason then it’s people.&lt;br /&gt;So let us think about EVERYONE who HAS, DOES and WILL stand up to protect this Country and the people in it!God Bless this Country, it’s people and the ideals that it is based on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4490093217521620373?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4490093217521620373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4490093217521620373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4490093217521620373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4490093217521620373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-once-again.html' title='Memorial Day, Once Again …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Shq0rgk0J7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/K0ipuhFcEMw/s72-c/pow_mia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6543688991137139279</id><published>2009-05-23T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:59:48.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, can't Blog today ...</title><content type='html'>So our computer decided to die.&lt;br /&gt;It is a sad day for all.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you all because now you will have nothing to read about.&lt;br /&gt;Being that I know that my life is the only thing that truly matters to you all!&lt;br /&gt;What does this honestly mean though you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;If not, you will find out … if you keep reading I guess that is …&lt;br /&gt;Well, to break it down to the simplest form, we need a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;So the hunt began … and it wasn’t fun I might add.&lt;br /&gt;La Wife really could use a Mac for the things she wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;I just need a simple something to bump around on the internet with.&lt;br /&gt;So were does that leave us?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, La Wife needs a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;We, being of a more humble stock, can not afford said computer.&lt;br /&gt;So I was talking at work and one of my lackeys came and told me of a new product.&lt;br /&gt;It is an external device that you plug into a USB port and then go buy the Mac operating system and low and behold you can now run it on your PC.&lt;br /&gt;It costs about $200 and then the Mac OPS is about another $150ish so for less then $400 you can have the best of both worlds!&lt;br /&gt;A cheep computer that you can update as needed for way less, and then also the Mac OPS that everyone loves O so much.&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a plan … we can do this right?&lt;br /&gt;I, being the man of the house who makes all of the decisions because La Wife lets me, left our little cave on an adventure to buy a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the all wonderful Buy the Best store.&lt;br /&gt;I looked around to see if everything was as I saw online during my searches and seeing that it was decided what I wanted and being a manly man carried it to the front … and then grabbed a buggy because being that I am a man I forgot to get a buggy as I walked in … shush!&lt;br /&gt;I paid with the almighty credit card thinking how we finally got it paid off and now as things go in 3’s I will need it for some car repair and at least 1 Wonder Dog visit in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;I took said piece of magical technology back to the cave and that’s when it went to the proverbial south.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it called south anyway?&lt;br /&gt;I mean doesn’t everyone like coming to the south?&lt;br /&gt;We have the best food, Disney (Barf) and beaches?&lt;br /&gt;O, that’s right south as in Hell … my bad it is still early …&lt;br /&gt;I put my magical box together and start it up … thinking I might not have becoue it is so quiet … yea you can’t hear it running … so at first I thought it was broken already!&lt;br /&gt;I popped open my magical box and attempted to install my old hard drive into it that I backed everything up onto … and low and behold they have changed so it doesn’t fit.&lt;br /&gt;OK, I can work with this.&lt;br /&gt;I move stuff on from my portable hard drive and finish all the installs and then go back to the all mighty Buying of the Best store and ask for a converter … low and behold they have one.&lt;br /&gt;Well of course they do because if I thought of it someone else had to have thought of it years ago because I just cannot get a great ideal first.&lt;br /&gt;So, I buy the converter and bring it home … low and behold it works too!&lt;br /&gt;Now I am thinking though, it is slow and only works through a USB port so I don’t like it, it looks tacky.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to finish transferring all of the information and then take it back and get another internal hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;The question is, is that wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I am going with no because it is for my personal gain and they have a return policy for a reason … yea I will be able to sleep after this one with little lack of sleep I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;After the external drive is done transferring that is … in another 20 hours … and then I will do the other hard drive … so Monday’ish I will return it and continue on with my new putter story.&lt;br /&gt;When did these things get so difficult?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6543688991137139279?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6543688991137139279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6543688991137139279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6543688991137139279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6543688991137139279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-cant-blog-today.html' title='Sorry, can&apos;t Blog today ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8168104899726263431</id><published>2009-05-17T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:21:20.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Hell …</title><content type='html'>This is a topic just to throw up so I can say that I do a Blog every week … ish …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is hell really filled up with nothing but bad people?&lt;br /&gt;Or, do some of the bad people end up going to Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you picture it now?&lt;br /&gt;Hitler ends up in Heaven, not because he is a good guy but because he was needed to make the Jews Heaven a little better so they can beat him up every once and awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it that they are just so bad that God doesn’t want them rewarded by going into Hell, because he is afraid they will get patted on the back by Satan and given a nice position of power … you know like a torturer over the J-Walkers?&lt;br /&gt;In that case, does God have a second Hell to keep them all seperated, hum?&lt;br /&gt;Or, did Hitler end up going to Heaven because he was a needed soul.&lt;br /&gt;You know one of the souls that have to do horrible things for the betterment of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;I know, wow, is he really saying that Hitler had a positive effect over mankind?&lt;br /&gt;Well, no … wait, in a way yes too …&lt;br /&gt;He was a monster in so many ways and did so MANY, MANY horrible acts that I could never say that they would make him a ‘good’ person.&lt;br /&gt;He was though a very powerful turning point for humanity toward a positive effect.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, you know … we all became friends because we had a common enemy.&lt;br /&gt;What brings people together quicker then fear?&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings me back to what Hell is … I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;God, the most all powerful thing in the universe who created all things, instead of striking down the fallen angels he just let them leave to temp mankind and to rule over a dark place where the people who can’t get into Heaven seem to go.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, could it all be part of some greater plan?&lt;br /&gt;Remember my Blog about how God and Satan sitting down talking about things that need to be done and Satan stepping up because he wanted to please God … yea I didn’t’ think so, but I am just saying, it could have worked that way.&lt;br /&gt;God might have put that spark of rebellion into Satan …wait he must have he created him after all didn’t he?&lt;br /&gt;He also could have stoped him sooner, being that he knows what is to come and all but he didn’t …&lt;br /&gt;So latter Satan would lead the rebellion and take over the underworld … wow, I am starting to sound like some kind of Satan lover aren’t I … this, I hope, is being read as I intend it to be written and not as I am praising Satan or something.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the times I contemplate hitting backspace, a lot … especially if I ever want to get into politics this would SURLY be used against me!&lt;br /&gt;Back to what Hell is …&lt;br /&gt;Some would say it is some flaming pit … well not the Catholics, to children anyway … yea about that, don’t we want them to be afraid of Hell so they behave?&lt;br /&gt;Some would say it is just a void of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Some would say it is your worse fear of just something horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Such as reliving some terrible thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Some would say that Hell is eternal and ever lasting.&lt;br /&gt;What does the Bible say … come on people, read it yourself already and figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you all everything!&lt;br /&gt;Back to some point like thing, people don’t talk about Hell … why is that it anyway, is it Taboo and no one sent me the memo?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why really, it is kind of a BIG subject in what ever incarnation of faith that you look at isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;OK, unless you believe in reincarnation that is … I am going to be a dung beetle for sure!&lt;br /&gt;My personal Hell would be something along the lines of losing my mind and then to wonder around not knowing anything other then the pains of my body in a lost scared place … mind you I think that is only a few decades away but not the point at the moment … also, only if the world doesn’t end in 2012 as we all suspect …&lt;br /&gt;O, come on people I just wrote about it last week and you have already forgotten about it … not helping me feel like you all care!&lt;br /&gt;Eternity is such a long time too … I have problems with that and think a loving God might too … can you get good behavior time off.&lt;br /&gt;Then again what is good behavior in Hell?&lt;br /&gt;You torture and hurt people all day … this is starting to hurt my head …&lt;br /&gt;I can see it now, you get a 1-week vacation but the world is destroyed by then and Heaven will not let you in … yea sounds like a blast&lt;br /&gt;I have read a few books and watched a few movies that have made me think over time.&lt;br /&gt;I am not so sure Hell is what we all think and fear it is … it isn’t good and I don’t think it is eternal but then again … time would be different there I think also.&lt;br /&gt;You know like when you fall asleep for 5 min and have a dream that takes weeks it seems in your head.&lt;br /&gt;If we don’t have bodies to keep track of time who is to say that our minds will not know how long time is, and it is then slowed down to prolong the torment?&lt;br /&gt;La Wife and I have said that we would be willing to give up our souls for eternity to be stuck in Hell if we got 2 things out of it.&lt;br /&gt;1) Everyone we care about gets to go to Paradise and/or Heaven&lt;br /&gt;2) We get to remember why we ended up in Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whom I would allow into my bunch of people so you all need to be nice to me or I might forget your name that day … like the do at the Academy Awards.&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is, don’t forget the reason we are all supposed to be good … you know so we don’t end up going there!&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, it would be nice to see everyone I know on a daily bases …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8168104899726263431?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8168104899726263431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8168104899726263431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8168104899726263431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8168104899726263431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-hell.html' title='What is Hell …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-359303542869283451</id><published>2009-05-09T11:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:54:01.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the World …</title><content type='html'>So I have been thinking about the topic line for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;Most religions say that the end is near.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, in my opinion anyway, because they have been saying it for a couple thousand years now and they have to keep the story going.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other people, OK not as many … ok not so many after all but I am thinking enough to throw this though in as well, think that the end of the world will come at the end of the Mayan calendar.&lt;br /&gt;Something strange does happen at that time and that is that the planets will all be in alignment for the first time in some stupid amount of time like 80 million years or something crazy, sorry I have forgotten the exact number.&lt;br /&gt;Well the good news is it isn’t the end of the world according to more then a few ‘scientist’ … well for most of us and with my luck I will be one of the many to die … it is the next reset and then we still have a few more era’s to live through that cycle until the next one about 5 thousand years latter.&lt;br /&gt;According to the Mayan calendar that is.&lt;br /&gt;Now we do need to worry about all of the Pisces being upset because there time is going to be over as they are forced to pass the torch on to the Aquarius’s, but hea, only if you believe in that Astrology stuff right?&lt;br /&gt;This all brings up an interesting point.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that if it was the end of the world then Christianity kind of got proven a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I know, can’t wait for this one right …&lt;br /&gt;Almost all of Revelations hasn’t happened yet so, if the last book of the Bible is a lie …&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if it isn’t the end of the world just the time of challenge as so many other people think I guess that does kind of go with Revelations doesn’t it …&lt;br /&gt;This is getting harder and harder to keep straight in my head, I am not sure what direction I am facing now so how do I decide what ancient pagan faith system to follow?!?!&lt;br /&gt;If we can only find the other Crystal Skulls and figure out all of there secrets in time!&lt;br /&gt;So, if it isn’t the end of the world, but a partial reset after some type of disaster or something and then the Mayan calendar keeps going into the 6th age what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;It means the end technology and going back to living and working the land.&lt;br /&gt;I know this seems like rambling but I am going someplace, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so lets say that the end is coming and lets look at our people today before the great reset and if it is a good ideal to have one …&lt;br /&gt;We have become imperfect people haven’t we?&lt;br /&gt;We have crimes now that people from the 50’s and 60’s could never, ever even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;We have criminal actions now that laws haven’t even been made for.&lt;br /&gt;Just this last week the 21 year old guy who beat up his 17 year old girlfriend and then took her 3 month old, not his child I might add, and drove down the road throwing it out the window killing if … yea and people ask why I think it isn’t a good world to try and raise a child in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;There are laws against what he did, but come on, that’s just EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;We have also grown to be a larger people now.&lt;br /&gt;So, yes the population has increased but each of us is equal to 2 people form olden times.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that makes me feel even fatter … I need a fudge cycle to try and help me feel better!&lt;br /&gt;Sure, go ahead and say it is because of the hormones in the food … you know the same hormones that have our children having ‘growth spurts’ at younger and younger ages, and I am not talking about height and you all know it, leading to even more sin in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Lina Medina, a Peruvian girl from the Andean village of Ticrapo who made medical history when she gave birth to a boy by caesarean section in May 1939 at the age of five years, seven months and 21 days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lets go a head and point a few problems with this shall we …&lt;br /&gt;1) The father is who?&lt;br /&gt;2) She would have had to have been impregnated when she was 4&lt;br /&gt;3) To say she is a child is the understatement of the year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851878792810850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SgWmBhf-0WI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7zpNimSuuw0/s320/z+chaoticevil2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do I think could be a reason for that you might ask, ok more then likely not but to tie all of this in I have to keep going with this people so brace yourselves …&lt;br /&gt;Now back in the day Adam was created and he was considered perfect, right?&lt;br /&gt;So over time we de-evolved into what we are now.&lt;br /&gt;Adam, I think at least, was around 3 feet tall and possibly had very large and fuzzy feet.&lt;br /&gt;I also think he loved to eat around 6 meals a day and lived a fun and enjoyable life napping at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;God it was good to be a Hobbit!&lt;br /&gt;Then over time his children and grand children came across more and more sin and did worse and worse things causing them to slowly be filled with evil to the point that they were full of it.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right it isn’t evolution that caused us to grow it is the additional need for room as our sin grew.&lt;br /&gt;If you are still reading this you either really like me or have nothing better to do!&lt;br /&gt;2000 average height of a man = 6’0&lt;br /&gt;1800 average height of a man = 5’4&lt;br /&gt;Medieval man was around 5’7 … again the time of evil so they got bigger …&lt;br /&gt;Romans around 5’0 … see by my math people before Rome had to be short because Rome was bad, so the Hobbit ideal is starting to work for you too isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;I will not keep going with this … I know thank God, this is you all’s fault for saying I need to write more I might add!&lt;br /&gt;So what do we have now to look forward to … how about in the near future we will become a group of Nephilim running all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, over time the Devil and his other fallen angels have tricked us into becoming this evil race of people.&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t breed with us … well ok some of them might have, but they have forced there influence a pone us changing us over time and making us take actions that would have dire consequences over time with just little twists and turns here and there that we never realized until now, when we are in such a state that we are doomed.&lt;br /&gt;Little things like using fossil fuels and then having politicians think it was a good ideal to take money form the big companies as so we would keep using them.&lt;br /&gt;Injecting hormones into our food to get bigger and better meat … now look at our children …&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of little things.&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the point, if the world is going to end, would it be such a bad thing in the long run?&lt;br /&gt;So what if, Jesus comes back after the ‘End of the World’ … would it look something like this then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851094252680450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SgWlT23CdQI/AAAAAAAAALs/NZ7aUp5EyKI/s320/Jesus_Zombies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Earth and the few people left on it can learn from our mistakes and hopefully, just hopefully not make the same ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That’s that, thank you for going along this little ride with me, and this is what you get when you ask me to write … all your fault people!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-359303542869283451?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/359303542869283451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=359303542869283451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/359303542869283451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/359303542869283451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-world.html' title='End of the World …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SgWmBhf-0WI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7zpNimSuuw0/s72-c/z+chaoticevil2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-674387394326056248</id><published>2009-05-03T10:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:00:08.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Peace …</title><content type='html'>I have not been so happy with my job lately, like everyone else I know.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know, and I am just happy to have a job right now so drop it and listen to me cry about this already!&lt;br /&gt;I thought that changing it up and going back into the security aspect of it would help … I think that made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;I am not this bad mind you … I just wanted to use this picture. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HEHE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331609467047801282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sf2uj-x-ccI/AAAAAAAAALM/619_8S1fgyo/s320/Finding+Emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now have to work with a bunch of people who are, well, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be modest, honestly I am, but I am a light year ahead or so of some of these people.&lt;br /&gt;No, not the inmate’s people, the other staff!&lt;br /&gt;They think they know it all, and that they know what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, if you have only been around for 2 years you don’t know anything about the system or the games that MUST be played.&lt;br /&gt;We all know we have to play games and put on different faces with different people and supervisors.&lt;br /&gt;In a prison though it is a LITTLE different!&lt;br /&gt;I have learned how to play a lot of the games, becosue of this I have one of the most longed for jobs where I work … honest!&lt;br /&gt;I openly admit my nose is brown from time to time so shut up and move on!&lt;br /&gt;These people upset me to say the least and make me want to smack them.&lt;br /&gt;As much fun as that would be I can’t so, that means I need to figure out how to pass all this anger and hostility and go back to appreciating what I have.&lt;br /&gt;So I need to find something to help me realign my Chi … this is going to be hard to believe and I hope that all of you are sitting down when you read what I am about to type, but, cartoons aren’t cutting it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I think I have figured out how to fix it though, and I think it is wrong too …&lt;br /&gt;I think I have found an inner peace that neither Mother Teresa nor Gahundi could find. I fear Budda and even Jesus for that matter might have never found this level of inner peace as I have. What ever could it be?&lt;br /&gt;These people had wonderful lives filled with good deeds and did such powerful actions of good that they have been forth onto a legendary status.&lt;br /&gt;What is it I have found that could possibly compare???&lt;br /&gt;I know lets see if I can give you all a clue … what do all of these people have in common?&lt;br /&gt;No, not a lack of sex you perverts and according to the Catholic church’s way of trying to force beliefs out that a certain book was all lies and that the FICTION label on the front of it wasn’t good enough making me believe that it might be based on more truth they are willing to say … shut up that makes since to me and I am not re-writing it out!&lt;br /&gt;I mean Jesus was the Son of God born to a mortal woman and raised by a mortal household with mortal friends.&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is, well, he was, as we would see it now, a Rock Star and we all know how they live …&lt;br /&gt;How about all of them were against violence?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, none of them know what it feels like to be in a fight … OK Gahundi does but it was always kind of one sided with him …&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I am a violent person and I blame my Dog for that … O come on we all know someone has to get blamed because I am not taking the heat for this … also who can stay mad at Wonder Dog … OK Fuzzy Pawed Demon can I guess …&lt;br /&gt;I am surviving a little by playing WII Boxing … go ahead and laugh and when you are done come over here and I will show you it isn’t as big of a joke as you might think … it will hurt you people!&lt;br /&gt;I am also walking around at night doing a self mediating during the walk, you know thinking how wonderful it would be to put these stupid peoples heads in a vice and see just how many turns it would take to get them to pop like a watermelon … yea told you I had issues and you all just think I am under exadurating (I think that’s how it is spelled?)!I have looked into finding a martial arts class in my area and just kind find anything that will fit my needs … AKA violent enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331611106407947410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sf2wDZ35HJI/AAAAAAAAALU/VmWjb5qg9z4/s320/z+killemall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I am not thinking about going on a killing spree or even acting on my thoughts of wanting to smack these people in the head, but it does cross my mind that a good smacking could not hurt them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331611840934341730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sf2wuKMobGI/AAAAAAAAALk/RH0jGfkGCPs/s320/ZAggression.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also, I will not act of these things because they might hit back and then I will get hurt and fall down and cry and La Wife will have to nurse me back to health and my ego will be destroyed forever as I come to the complete realization that I am a wimp … at this point I can still think I stand a chance at least … after everyone beets me up I will be crushed L&lt;br /&gt;I like violence … it makes me happy … I need help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank god for rules and laws …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331611534025250146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sf2wcS3zVWI/AAAAAAAAALc/_NsQZzHLKgI/s320/z+therules.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-674387394326056248?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/674387394326056248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=674387394326056248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/674387394326056248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/674387394326056248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/05/inner-peace.html' title='Inner Peace …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sf2uj-x-ccI/AAAAAAAAALM/619_8S1fgyo/s72-c/Finding+Emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6693955307697984776</id><published>2009-04-30T19:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:51:42.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How the economy has hurt us …</title><content type='html'>Some people have not really felt the effects of the economy.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the rich people who don’t know what a days work is being that they have never done one!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us have scene gas prices go up, food prices rise because of gas prices going up and so many other variations that are to many to say in this silly part of the web I call my own, AKA my Bloguverse.&lt;br /&gt;I, like so many others, have not gotten a raise in years.&lt;br /&gt;There is even now a bill trying to take away 4 recent of my pay because us state employees make too much I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, when did that start and what am I doing with all that crazy cash?&lt;br /&gt;It must be La Wife taking all of it to buy shoes, then having a storage unit to keep them in, then the gas to and fro to said storage unit to get said shoes … yea I think it is just a lie being put forth from our lovely government.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the people that we elected in to keep us safe and protect us from things like this from happening!&lt;br /&gt;I have a thought, lets see … if I voted for the pay cut, after they just gave themselves one I might add, does that sound like a good ideal if I wanted to get re-elected?&lt;br /&gt;I mean ALL of the state employees must have a little voting power … right?&lt;br /&gt;La Wife and I are living on the High Hog in real life terms.&lt;br /&gt;We have a house, 2 vehicle (That are reliable) and jobs with benefits that don’t make us hate ourselves everyday when we go to them.&lt;br /&gt;In this modern world that is saying so much!&lt;br /&gt;We have had to cut out on … wait actually we haven’t had to change anything and in fact bought a new house, so again I have no room to complain.&lt;br /&gt;This week though something did effect me.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t normally talk about other people, so please take this as and for what it is …&lt;br /&gt;Something bad, and all around rather upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;We, who live in Central Florida anyway, know a man.&lt;br /&gt;Some would say a Legend and some might say a myth when it comes to some of the stories about his greatness.&lt;br /&gt;This man, has been called a Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;He has single handedly whooped more men behind completely random locations then any combination of gangs out on the streets can claim as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;He has written music to entertain us, making us both laugh and cry at times&lt;br /&gt;He has supported our troops and stood up for the underdog.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you haven’t figured it out, or heard because it did make the Orlando Sentinel’s front page … Bubby ‘Whoop Ass’ Wilson was let go do to budget cuts from Clear Channel Communications only show standing up against Howard Stern, The Monster in the Morning.&lt;br /&gt;I know this kind of sounds like a joke but I think I need to pay some tribute to this man.&lt;br /&gt;All joking aside …&lt;br /&gt;He has made me laugh, he has made me darn near cry at times, he has made me stop and think, he has reminded me DAILY that we have troops over seas and then reminded me why they were over there.&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to him for over a decade, wow that’s a long time now that I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;The Monsters will go on, unhappily I might add form what they keep saying, and they will also keep supporting him, having him on the show when ever they can … just without pay.&lt;br /&gt;So, the big economy finally hit me and I don’t like it!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot all you government types who are supposed to be looking out for us and just refuse to because money is more important then keeping your word as to what you would do for us as, the people depending on you.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me because I have lost someone I enjoy before his time.&lt;br /&gt;I have it easy though.&lt;br /&gt;He, like so many other people in the US, is now unemployed and having to worry about his family and how to pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, thanks big business and government!&lt;br /&gt;We might be the greatest place in the world to live, and I do believe that, but I’ll be darned if we don’t need some help up in Washington!&lt;br /&gt;I should run for some type of government position, I don’t know how to make people believe that I am going to look out for them but darn it I’m not going to get paid off and side with the wrong group for just a few bucks in my pocket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bubba, like you have done to and for so many others, I salute you!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for ‘Ready for the Weekend’, ‘Southern Girls’ and every other song you have ever written.&lt;br /&gt; To say you will be missed is a grave understatement …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6693955307697984776?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6693955307697984776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6693955307697984776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6693955307697984776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6693955307697984776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-economy-has-hurt-us.html' title='How the economy has hurt us …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6271482040089724878</id><published>2009-04-23T17:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:33:48.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was watching TV, and …</title><content type='html'>I somehow got hooked on watching Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;For the few, the proud, the kept in a closet way to long because they still don’t understand why ‘I’ll be back’ is silly … this show is based on the Terminator movies.&lt;br /&gt;You know, robots take over the world after AI is perfected and then they decide that humans are bad and try to kill us all … not being bale to they send the Governor of California back in time to kill the mother of the leader of the resistance … yea weak but it works and still makes money!&lt;br /&gt;So, this is her life story, or was I should say because it just got canceled (Darn you Fox!)&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if I can get back to some semblance of a point here …&lt;br /&gt;I got an I-Phone!&lt;br /&gt;I know, not what you were thinking but it does apply!&lt;br /&gt;I love my phone!&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get a second computer for La Wife and I but then I got a wonderful gift from some guy I think … yea it was a guy … why did he give it to me … was it stolen … why didn’t I go back to his place for that lollypop either now that I think about it …&lt;br /&gt;O’ yea, back to the point …&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I can live without it now.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t rule my life, but, it isn’t to far off I fear!&lt;br /&gt;It does everything, no really people, almost literally everything.&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the next step?&lt;br /&gt;How far away from good old HAL 9000 are we at this point?&lt;br /&gt;At what point are we going to let the computers take over, O come on, you know it isn’t to far off into the future.&lt;br /&gt;We relay on computer so much now.&lt;br /&gt;Try and go a week without touching one and tell me how long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Work = Mandatory&lt;br /&gt;Military = Mandatory&lt;br /&gt;Personal life = … yea I will go with Mandatory!&lt;br /&gt;Does the government have a back up plan for if the power goes out?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know how to do just about anything anymore without Google or a print out?&lt;br /&gt;I have said it before but America doesn’t produce anything.&lt;br /&gt;We are consumers.&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean when the power fails and we have to survive?&lt;br /&gt;More then likely the rest of the world will be in the same boat … not that we will know because we can’t call them!&lt;br /&gt;So, we don’t produce enough food to carry us over for very long.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, how are we going to go about paying for things because none of us have cash anymore and the banks will not be working.&lt;br /&gt;What about medications?&lt;br /&gt;Without computers and machine companies how are we going to make them?&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second … this might work out … this could be the answer to world overpopulation …&lt;br /&gt;First off, everyone in the hospital and nursing homes will pass away …&lt;br /&gt;Second, all of the rich snobs who don’t know how to work for a living will die off …&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, all of the politicians will be eaten because we will need food and lets face it we as American’s love our meat … they are a little fat most of them but we can use there fat as wax and blubber to keep us warm at night.&lt;br /&gt;Then only the strong will survive!&lt;br /&gt;They will not be able to drive answer mind you because the pumps don’t work, but they will survive!&lt;br /&gt;Lets see who will make it …&lt;br /&gt;Farmers and back woods hillbillies!&lt;br /&gt;Yeppers, you know what will happen 5 years after the rednecks and hillbillies take over is don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;That’s when the Intergalactic Federation of Planets will come down and see how our development is coming … and make us down as a ‘Do not bother coming back’ planet …&lt;br /&gt;Not that any of this matters because in 2012 it’s all over anyway … Then I will get to meet God and ask all the important questions …&lt;br /&gt;What ever happened to Hoffa’s body?&lt;br /&gt;What really happened to Hitler?&lt;br /&gt;Why did we all care about JR enough to ask who shot him, wasn’t it enough that someone did already?&lt;br /&gt;If Larry, Darryl and Darryl were all figments of Newheart’s dream, what did they represent?&lt;br /&gt;How is it that a man can only draw with a puppet on his hand?&lt;br /&gt;Where did B.A. keep all the spare body parts for his van?&lt;br /&gt;If the little builder people know that the Fraggle’s are going to eat what they are building … why not move?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Fraggle’s, if Popeye couldn’t make kids eat Spinach, what makes you think a piece of cloth with a hand in it’s bum can make kids eat radishes?&lt;br /&gt;Did the Pigs in Space every figure out why they were there?&lt;br /&gt;On that subject … Why did everyone keep lying to, and giving Fozzie a chance at a comedy career?&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of the things running through my head … aren’t you glad it isn’t yours!Just thinking aloud to myself, and hoping that HAL never wakes up into a real thing … keep dreaming HAL, keep dreaming …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6271482040089724878?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6271482040089724878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6271482040089724878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6271482040089724878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6271482040089724878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-was-watching-tv-and.html' title='So I was watching TV, and …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3704302176233082385</id><published>2009-04-18T09:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:19:52.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I used to be a little violent …</title><content type='html'>I used to have a temper.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I was the man and could take on the world.&lt;br /&gt;I then got out of shape and lower my standards to the realization that just about anyone could beat me up.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have been exercising again and although still way out of shape, I am feeling the cocky drive coming forth once again.&lt;br /&gt;To the guy’s out there they know what I am saying and this means, I think I can take on the world … that 24 year old muscle’y kid with a black belt around his waist is still a punk and I can smack him down with one good James Bond style Judo Chop! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean this is kinda what I think I look like ... in my head anyway ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326033062315034258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sene2gVGBpI/AAAAAAAAALE/HD6OqYgArWY/s320/shadowsd-tn.png" border="0" /&gt;To the woman who read this they see a pathetic guy who they agree with because they know it helps me by stroking my ego in the hopes that I will not go home and cry myself to sleep from the pathetic wretch I have become … aka old age, fat and lazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I studied martial arts off and on thought out my life … I was trained to be a killer by the Army and then also taught the ways of prison life survival as an officer … what does that mean in real life terms you might ask …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how to stand with pride and honor and prepare for the fight … OK it might need some work …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326030382594084642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sencahl1TyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIEf1-D5B7A/s320/combatstance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know how to take a hit and my size, aka girth, means it’s harder to hurt me … so I can stand there and outlast the other guy … right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326030752191881570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SencwCc0IWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Tbxo0nHLoDw/s320/dex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have learned that if things got out of hand … ok, more like when they get out of hand … I have a back up plan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326031507059812530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sendb-jWqLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OpG7Hi3HMfk/s320/duels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The truth though is, one thing is inevitable …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326030654550571586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SencqWtT-kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hywgC1aRDW0/s320/defeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what does this do to my ego you might ask …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326032292937509474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeneJuLMqmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/otTwXHqmqLg/s320/RockBottom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;O, how my world sucks … time to go back to the gym … at least then I can justify my hard core champion ego until I am 40 I guess … I need a hobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is though, I can beat up anyone under the age of … 5 and possibly almost everyone ove the age of 75, unless they are Asian Monks … at that point I think I can take them once they hit the death bed right before the last breath … then again more then likely not being, they are Hard Core to the end … them and Chuck Norris …So watch out world, I am not down for the count yet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3704302176233082385?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3704302176233082385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3704302176233082385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3704302176233082385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3704302176233082385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-used-to-be-little-violent.html' title='So I used to be a little violent …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sene2gVGBpI/AAAAAAAAALE/HD6OqYgArWY/s72-c/shadowsd-tn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4400431685890181549</id><published>2009-04-15T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:26:16.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you have a keeper when …</title><content type='html'>Some times something might not be the best, or it might seem like the wrong time, or the doctor is still watching you after he heard grandma is thinking about taking you out of the will and you are alone in the room with her and the life support machine cord is right next to your foot and … sorry …&lt;br /&gt;The point is, something comes a long and you just know it might be right for you.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, a 2007 Harley Road King Classic is never wrong for me! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325047377934148146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeZeYH3j4jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1mfsdPfeOvc/s320/Road+King+Classic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I hope that if I keep thinking positive and showing people what I REALY want I might find it outside my door one day!)&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I have found to be right, at this moment anyway, is my La Wife.&lt;br /&gt;She gets me, most of the time, and understands me, again most of the time, and tries to make me happy … at this point most of the time sounds stupid if I say it again doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;She got me a great gift as always for my B-Day but the little side gift is what I am talking about today.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, the gift that I am sure is 1/10 the price of the other gift is getting all the noise today … the T-Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Most none of you will get it or understand it.&lt;br /&gt;It is a plain gray shirt with a dirty blond headed boy wearing a gas mask asking the question “Are you my mummy?”&lt;br /&gt;God that is classic, well, not so much it is only about 3 years old but I am going with it is going to be classic and the rest of the space time universe just needs to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;You know, kind of like Pong … who knew it was going to be a classic right?&lt;br /&gt;I know, gasmask, mummy, what does that have to do with anything and why is it even close to being a classic thing.&lt;br /&gt;Ask all you want, she gets it and that’s what it is all about!&lt;br /&gt;People ask why we are tighter sometimes, I mean she can do SO much better but we make it work.&lt;br /&gt;So, some of you might not see things our way, but again, it’s our life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325046907619561074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeZd8vz0znI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XbQBbBFy-JQ/s320/dogcatlove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks La Wife, you done good yet again … big surprise right?&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that Wife #3 puts a ¼ of the effort into me as you do!&lt;br /&gt;Doe’s anyone else think it’s a bad thing that La Wife knows she will get shelved if ever see Wife #3?&lt;br /&gt;My sweet little 24’ish year old Asian woman, with her green eyes and Irish accent … what’s a nice and proper way to say that she needs more then a training bra too … I will think about that and, wait, damn I typed it out didn’t I … O’ well backspace is annoying to hit that many times to remove it so deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks La Wife, you rock and get me … sometimes! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS, the other gift I will Blog about after we have done it … Big Fun though for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4400431685890181549?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4400431685890181549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4400431685890181549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4400431685890181549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4400431685890181549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-you-have-keeper-when.html' title='You know you have a keeper when …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeZeYH3j4jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1mfsdPfeOvc/s72-c/Road+King+Classic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7119291313749797211</id><published>2009-04-12T19:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:14:30.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter, what’s it all about …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All about the resurrection of Christ … um … let’s look at this for a second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see, we all hear about how Bunnies and Eggs don’t go very well with the ideal of it all and how these things come from other religions, that after the Christians ransacked them, in a the hopes of keeping them appeased, let them keep some holidays and just renamed them.&lt;br /&gt;Melded them in with other things so everyone was happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do we fix that you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hand out chocolate because everyone loves chocolate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we all do evil things to said chocolate ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323946936677718770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeJ1iAu0WvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z_8bguLInzs/s320/bunnyfun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You all might have noticed that I love debunking or commenting about holidays and in truth I was thinking about how I could do that to this one as well.&lt;br /&gt;I also decided that I should play nice with others after my sister did a Blog about the day as well, and as much as I love up showing her I decided to let he have this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn’t matter were the roots come from,&lt;br /&gt;Or that the timing is off,&lt;br /&gt;Or even that Passover is … well … passed over and we now celebrate this Pagan/Heathen day …&lt;br /&gt;(O come on you know I had to say something!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now something different, it has evolved into a day that we step back and remember what was done for us.&lt;br /&gt;Someone stepped forth and was tortured, humiliated and then gave up his life for us.&lt;br /&gt;I have all kinds of jokes and silly things to stay and I keep backspacing over them.&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I do have a little faith … of a fear of repercussion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so, that’s about it … I can’t believe I am keeping my mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;I got some killer stuff in my head too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go remember though what it is supposed to be about today, and not what it once was … it’s just like how we like looking at history and everything else that offends us, you know, we rewrite it and so that it lets us feel good about it and ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, one comment just wasn’t enough I guess … you should have seen the other stuff I had like how the first Zombie was created … told you, I had some good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can’t help it I need to add this picture … I am so going to Hell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323946344863704866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeJ0_kDXJyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1Ff2d2wAnXk/s320/Issues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7119291313749797211?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7119291313749797211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7119291313749797211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7119291313749797211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7119291313749797211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-whats-it-all-about.html' title='Easter, what’s it all about …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SeJ1iAu0WvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z_8bguLInzs/s72-c/bunnyfun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1577869079469876793</id><published>2009-04-07T16:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:38:55.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are getting older when …</title><content type='html'>1) You go to church to raise your children in a positive environment that you yourself might not believe in for the hopes that they will turn out better then you did.&lt;br /&gt;1.5) You have kids!&lt;br /&gt;2) You swerve into oncoming traffic to avoid the child riding in the road instead of screaming ‘100 Points if his helmet comes off!’&lt;br /&gt;3) You buy a filing cabinet to keep your important documents in.&lt;br /&gt;3.5) You have important documents!&lt;br /&gt;4) You realize that you job is worth staying at because it has good benefits.&lt;br /&gt;4.5) You have a job with benefits.&lt;br /&gt;5) You are worried when they send you a credit card offer for 10K, and you know you qualify.&lt;br /&gt;6) You worry about your credit score instead of just putting that big purchase on your 10K credit card.&lt;br /&gt;7) You notice that not only all them gray hairs in your head don’t bother you anymore, but also the declining lack of hair in general stopped bothering you as well.&lt;br /&gt;8) You are proud of your strong work ethic … and like to think that others take note of it as well …&lt;br /&gt;9) You stopped doing things because you understand consequences such as jail, STD’s and injury.&lt;br /&gt;10) Things hurt … or everything hurts (Signs of why #9 is so important)&lt;br /&gt;11) You respect and fulfill your obligations and responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s just what’s going on in my head today, I need a hobby something bad and I know it so shut up already!&lt;br /&gt;Something else that’s going on in my little head is how I am reading this book and it bring up some good points about things so many people question in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;This book is called 'The Science of God', it shows how the Bible and Science can work togther.&lt;br /&gt;Basicaly, it breaks down the book of Genesis to help people see that you can believe in both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sdu4qM0XNkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MglsPzlmQAE/s1600-h/bigbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322050419803240002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/Sdu4qM0XNkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MglsPzlmQAE/s320/bigbang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as in the book of Genesis it says that on the fifth day God created man … ‘Let us make man in our image’ (Gen 1:26)&lt;br /&gt;Question #1 – Wasn’t Adam made on day #6?&lt;br /&gt;Question #2 – Let ‘US’ make man in ‘OUR’ image?&lt;br /&gt;Yea follow-up on #2 please … Us and Our … plural wording?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait, wait … The point I read form this is who says that this isn’t the proof of all the other ‘Man’ types like Cro-Magnon?&lt;br /&gt;You know in most older Bibles it says eon not a day and how long is an eon? &lt;br /&gt;Then God created man, AKA Adam as we all know. (Gen 2:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part I never noticed before is that on the third day God made Sea Monsters … God rocks and because of that one statement gives me all the proof I need to believe in Nessie … I never doubted you baby! (Gen1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just throwing out things other people already know, I keep reading he Bible over and over and keep finding things I never noticed before and this other book I am reading is just pointing some of them out … and people think that books are dumb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1577869079469876793?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1577869079469876793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1577869079469876793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1577869079469876793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>The little man being kept down ...</title><content type='html'>Why is it that celebrities and politicians get away with almost anything?&lt;br /&gt;The X VP of the USA not only shot a man in the head, but also got the guy he shot to apologize for it because it upset the VP.&lt;br /&gt;I am SO in the wrong line of work!&lt;br /&gt;OK, the new VP daughter did some cocaine back in 1999 … and?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me to go digging through everyone else’s closets who is pointing fingers to see what there children did almost a decade ago?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so!&lt;br /&gt;To say that your child has never done anything wrong is a stupid person’s dream, sorry to burst the magical bubble around your head but kids do things that they can and will regret.&lt;br /&gt;So much so, that they passed a law saying that a Juvenal record is not usable against them after becoming adults.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have taken advantage of that rule …&lt;br /&gt;No kid is perfect … even according to some of the other books and stories about Jesus he had a few bad days … his mother though … would she have been able to throw that proverbial stone first?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, again back to a point …&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that celebrities and politicians get away with so much?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me because of there high paid attorneys either!&lt;br /&gt;Let’s throw La Wife’s favorite performer under the boss shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel, AKA Drunk man driving.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, how much jail time … how much for the repeat offence … yea good to be a famous person isn’t it!&lt;br /&gt;The Bush daughters … again, another one we need not talk about right?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they have money.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they have good attorneys.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they have doctors who say that they don’t understand that they are doing is wrong … wait … what?&lt;br /&gt;The math doesn’t add up … if they don’t understand then they need help and should be on drugs to help them realize reality … or in some cases like Brittany, just thrown down a well instead of breeding more insanity into the world!&lt;br /&gt;This is what we should have scene with old Michel Jackson …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320628048381258674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdarBSW-q7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/oYiA5ijPWM0/s320/Jail+joke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Politicians though … they get off themselves and there children because they know people.&lt;br /&gt;I know people too, jus not the same people I guess.&lt;br /&gt;If I break the law I get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory sentencing … o yea not touching that whole illegal issue … would apply to me, Paris Hilton on the other hand though, it does not.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not fare, that’s all I am trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;Equality does not exist in America anymore … that’s a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise we would be Socialists and along the same line as Communism, it can look good on paper when written the right way, it never works out!&lt;br /&gt;The thing is though, if I break the law and Chuck Norris breaks the law we need to be hit by the same standards of the law and treated as equals.&lt;br /&gt;Wesley Snipes argued that he wasn’t tried by his peers … he is correct he wasn’t, that being said, I think we little people judged him correctly and his peers would not have.&lt;br /&gt;I am just kind of ranting so that I have something to post, that being said, have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;But come on already.&lt;br /&gt;When will the big guy’s get smacked down like the rest of us for the things they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320627288802508338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdaqVEtSvjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/I78Fw75kzCU/s320/DeadMickey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all need to remember one or two very important things.&lt;br /&gt;1) It doesn’t matter who you know, how much money you have or what you look like … we should all be treated as equals.&lt;br /&gt;2) Rule one doesn’t really apply to me because, as we all know, I AM better then the rest of you!&lt;br /&gt;3) In the end we will all have to answer to the Big Guy, after all he knows what you are doing … or Karma, or what ever else you heathen pigs might believe in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember people ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320629537918856722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdasX_UarhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9D3_kEF_Fw4/s320/poop.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veva La … something spiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6819189208168915245?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6819189208168915245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6819189208168915245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6819189208168915245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6819189208168915245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-man-being-kept-down.html' title='The little man being kept down ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdarBSW-q7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/oYiA5ijPWM0/s72-c/Jail+joke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7397462939510182583</id><published>2009-04-01T17:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:11:01.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward with Government speak …</title><content type='html'>La Wife and I just had to get ready for a massive audit at work.&lt;br /&gt;This was the big one.&lt;br /&gt;The one that says ‘Hea, you all are doing good and can stay open with our approval!’&lt;br /&gt;So we worked real hard, got everything done that everyone wanted done and cleaned things like you can’t believe.&lt;br /&gt;The big belief is that if you throw fresh paint on it and clean everything else, you will pass … sadly, it normally works that way too.&lt;br /&gt;All of that being said, let me tell you about this group of auditors.&lt;br /&gt;We pay them to come and tell us how wonderful a job we are doing, not what we are doing wrong so much, although they will do that to, but for the most part just to tell us we are doing it aright.&lt;br /&gt;They come, they judge, we give money they go away.&lt;br /&gt;So the question is, if we are going to give hem money, aren’t they of course going to say we did good?&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, we will not invite you back to get more of said money!&lt;br /&gt;They know that we know that they are coming so we clean and act like we are supposed to and follow the rules while they are visiting.&lt;br /&gt;They know once they leave we are back to business as usual so come on, get real.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the things I hate about government work.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is getting paid under the table and we all know it!&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need this!&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need some private company to come and do our jobs!&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need small teddy bears crawling up next to us in our sleep to whisper how suicide could be such a positive thing in the long run!&lt;br /&gt;NO I SAY!&lt;br /&gt;We have auditors to audit auditors who audit other auditors.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that’s what I say!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;So Little Johnny can get a job for his brother and then he for his wife and so on and on.&lt;br /&gt;We as a people have voted all of these people into office and let them do this to us.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, stop, lets re-say that … we THINK we have voted these people into office … yea that’s better …&lt;br /&gt;They need a board to talk about if this is wrong or if this is ‘PC’ or whom they might offend if they do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down for you, if it seems bad or you have a question about it … it more then likely is bad and/or will offend someone.&lt;br /&gt;Next note, some people need to be offended though and don’t worry about re-election, do what is right and the people should stand with you … ok worry a little …&lt;br /&gt;Side note: I have said this before but it needs to be said more … SNOW BIRDS SHOULDN’T BE ALOWED TO VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point … ish …&lt;br /&gt;People get into politics saying it isn’t about the money … then how is it they vote a raise in every chance they get and I haven’t gotten one in 3 years and was told not to expect one this year either?&lt;br /&gt;I can make it all work, I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;If not me, I know people who can make it work.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see, Lobbyists … yea gone and out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Foreign aid … lets cut that back a little and help our own people for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Congressmen and Senators who never go to the clubhouse to vote or stand for a point but keep getting elected somehow … gone.&lt;br /&gt;Yea I think on that one I would want to see a mandatory minimum work output for them.&lt;br /&gt;No one would run a company like we run the Government and we all know it.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be in American, and by God I will do what needs to be done to protect it, wait, no, to protect &amp;amp; save it.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, how is it that we let these people tell us what to do and how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to ‘Home of the Free’?The movie V for Vendetta has the main character say something, that they might have taken form somewhere else but I liked it and am going to use it so I will throw props to them for showing it to me, yea that made since … ‘The Government should be afraid of their people’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdPXH_mF8lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h5zQ8h915NI/s1600-h/z+chaoticgood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319832117184950866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdPXH_mF8lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h5zQ8h915NI/s320/z+chaoticgood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not talking about pitchforks and guns along with a convoy of people up to DC, but I am also not so sure anymore that the fear of not getting re-elected again is a big enough consequence.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come one, I want to go to all of the Florida congressmen and then smack most of them because they decided that it wasn’t a good ideal to pass a law against bestiality … WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Amendment #1 passed by you all and we are now borderline questioning if we will recover from that, and you all think that crazy barn yard love is still OK?&lt;br /&gt;I love my dog people but come on!&lt;br /&gt;What group was lobbying to keep that from passing?&lt;br /&gt;PETA?&lt;br /&gt;They are nuts and all but I don’t even think they would ever go that far … wait … yea they might have.&lt;br /&gt;This was voted on and the majority thought it was a good thing to let keep happening?&lt;br /&gt;How did they sell this ideal?&lt;br /&gt;Congressmen/Senator, if you vote no on the bestiality law, you will never be charged at the goat rental stall again?&lt;br /&gt;COME ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are voting on this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Leads back to should we make Truck Balls illegal?&lt;br /&gt;Also, how is that law saying that it is up to the owner of the establishment to decide if people can bring their animals into a restaurant or not working out?&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t see anyone doing that one but how much money did we waist getting it on the books?&lt;br /&gt;Also, why do people want everything on the Constitution?&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and say that it makes it the bottom line and it can’t be taken away form us!&lt;br /&gt;How easy is it to legally carry a gun … what happens if I speak my mind to the President … how about being able to have my own militia incase the government gets a little crazy … or how about social security?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, what gives them the right to take my money and tell me I can’t have it?&lt;br /&gt;They keep pushing the age back so far that I will be 72ish if and/or when I can finally collect it.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, thanks for the help there I should have 2 full retirements at that point so I shouldn’t need it … if I do though I hope to collect it for at least the few years I have left in the nursing home because at that age it isn’t like I can travel the world or do a lot of other fun things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319831399102883522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdPWeMh_JsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xPdllJeyzo8/s320/zretirement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some semblance of a point though, when did we loose complete control of our station in life?&lt;br /&gt;When did it become that the little guy didn’t have a voice, and was so far out of the loop that if he even tried to be heard he would be pushed away.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in DC knows each other and/or is related somehow.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us are just pawns to them, paying for there games.God Bless America, because we need all the help we can get … from ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7397462939510182583?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7397462939510182583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7397462939510182583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7397462939510182583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7397462939510182583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/04/onward-with-government-speak.html' title='Onward with Government speak …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SdPXH_mF8lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h5zQ8h915NI/s72-c/z+chaoticgood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-45881184094022118</id><published>2009-03-22T09:54:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:23:14.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wonder how you got there …</title><content type='html'>So many times La Wife and I sit around and talk about the past ... and how I need to throw more pictures up into this thing.&lt;br /&gt;It’s normally a shorter conversation on my part but I do try.&lt;br /&gt;We say things like ‘I wish I would have known what I know now back then’, I wish I wouldn’t have’, 'I wish I would have thought of that’ and all kinds of things like that.&lt;br /&gt;You know the lines, you know you have said them too.&lt;br /&gt;I do have some things that I almost regret, and some things I wish I would have done differently but all in all I don’t want to change anything big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011206715103874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ScZEBu4_2oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Vg02f-gNzso/s320/regret.gif" border="0" /&gt;The things I have done lead me to were I am, it isn’t exactly were I wanted to be but it is were I was supposed to end up ... for now.&lt;br /&gt;What in the world would I have done differently you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;You might not but again my Bloguverse so shut up and read on or move on!&lt;br /&gt;Things I wish I would have done …&lt;br /&gt;Kept every movie ticket for every movie I have ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;Worked harder on my writing and spelling skills.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten my ulcer checked sooner, and drank 1% milk instead of drinking a gallon of whole milk a day … I can’t drink that anymore I might add, it's so thick!&lt;br /&gt;Things I might have regretted though if I had that emotion …&lt;br /&gt;How I treated some people who didn’t deserve it, and who in fact deserved so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Learning to late in life that even thought it might be true, you might not need to say it.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that’s about it … not as bad as I thought actually!&lt;br /&gt;The truth is though, I do look around and wonder how I ended up in Podunk Land.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the CIA … the cooking school not the government don’t you all know I am all about the antidisestablishmentarianism!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am actually all about the antidisestablishmentarianism but in truth most people use it incorrectly and I am only using it this time to through a big word into the this blog to try and look and sound smart.&lt;br /&gt;That being said it isn’t so much ‘anti-government’ as so many people think, it was all about not wanting a single church for the US and trying to break away from the Church of England.&lt;br /&gt;Also, it isn’t the longest word (as of 2007 anyway), some lung disorder just took it, brace yourself it might hurt you head … &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... Deep Breath ... Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis … &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, so if you don’t go around breathing the dust around active volcanoes you most likely will not get this and then have to learn how to say it!&lt;br /&gt;So back to the point, it is hard to think that I would be against going into the CIA, I mean I have donated with my military and prison time now almost 11 years of my life to the betterment and safety of my fellow Americans … sounds good that way doesn’t it :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually had fun and wanted to stay in the Army too ... crazy ...&lt;br /&gt;To some other point, everything I did lead to today and more so to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have in no particular order … a job with benefits, a dog, a house, friends and a wife.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up happy most days, pain yes but happy when I look around.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never make it big or rich.&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking for a promotion at work.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish for better for others because over all I am doing gooder and gooder!&lt;br /&gt;I still have goals, but I don’t have dreams … that’s sounds sad doesn’t it? &lt;/p&gt;(Other then this ... 2006 Harley Davidson Road King Classic, or something like it ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011850767992786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ScZEnOLLB9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2U-rTCq1mpE/s320/Road+King+Classic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The truth is though, I am living so many peoples dream as it is, so who am I to ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;Everything leads to a point, can’t change the past … just learn to deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are stuck in the past, I am sorry for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They can’t break free, it was just to bad, and I understand that … but for the rest of us, lets look forward to the future and what we still have to do trying not to be lost in our own pasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010357605055026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ScZDQTtYujI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LOM5U-nFhD8/s320/Mirror_Joke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Sorry, best picture I could find ... close to the point ... right?)&lt;br /&gt;Do I like my past, not always but it made me who I am and placed me where I needed to be to end up in this spot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many people are loosing their homes because they lost the jobs and it isn’t looking like it will change soon so again, so how can I complain? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am blessed and living the dream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-45881184094022118?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ScZEBu4_2oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Vg02f-gNzso/s72-c/regret.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1784740064285748257</id><published>2009-03-17T16:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:59:44.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So it’s St. Patrick’s Day …</title><content type='html'>Some of you might know this, most of you probably do not though.&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick’s day is my favorite holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give you a real answer as to why though.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like to go and partake of the green bear.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have red hair or a thick Irish accent.&lt;br /&gt;I am not from Ireland, although I did visit its airport!&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure that I even have enough Irish blood in me to claim it without being smacked?&lt;br /&gt;It is still my most favorite holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask how I spend this joyous day?&lt;br /&gt;You might not but I will tell you anyway!&lt;br /&gt;I cook up the largest Corn Beef I can find with some red potatoes and cabbage!&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s how I am doing it this year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;La Wife got pulled off to North Florida for work and will not be home until late.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was stuck in training all day … O the fun of relearning CPR yet again!&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean over all?&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing better to do then to write a Blog and eat all the corn beef myself!&lt;br /&gt;What will I write a Blog about you might ask next?&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t you all a bunch of need-to-knows I might add asking all these questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ‘True’ Story of St. Patrick’s Day, brought to and abbreviated by me!&lt;br /&gt;Once a pone a time there was a Monk named Patrick, he was a slave and broke away to England and found God and decided he needed to save the Irish from there evil Celtic ways and came back and attempted to do so.&lt;br /&gt;So one day everyone was walking around in a joyful mood and low and behold they were all wearing green to boot!&lt;br /&gt;Our little Monk was upset because he was one of the only ones still wearing blown.&lt;br /&gt;So he of course asked around to find out why everyone was in Green.&lt;br /&gt;He found out that this was a sign to show that on May Day you would be ‘participating’ in the May Day after hour’s events.&lt;br /&gt;Our little monk being of a cleaner mind didn’t understand and asked further to find out that on May Day that’s when people who could not conceive children ‘swapped’ there spouses in an attempt to help there friends and neighbors have little bambeto’s of there own.&lt;br /&gt;Them darn Irish are so good to there neighbors … I guess it does take a village to raise a child … hehe&lt;br /&gt;Our little monk was so distraught that he was not informed of this, so that he too could were his green robes, he decided that if he could not join in no one else should do it either.&lt;br /&gt;So he voiced against the people saying that they were sinners and then did all that he could to try and put a stop to it.&lt;br /&gt;The people thinking he was taking this way to seriously decided that they needed to be nice to him and give in to his ego just a little.&lt;br /&gt;So they sainted him and named the day after him so that in the future he would know that on his day he too should wear green.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is he was such a stickler that he found it not only insulting but his pride would not let him back down from his mission, so he continued on trying to stop the villagers from helping there other villagers families to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know the story, and I think I have figured out why I like it so much too!&lt;br /&gt;It is insulting and degrading to a Catholic … yeppers it all makes sense now doesn’t it!&lt;br /&gt; I really do need to go to the Mother Land one year, and truly partake in my cousins great day … as long as I don’t then also go back on May Day I might keep my marriage safe … then again if, no I will for now on say WHEN I go to Ireland, La Wife might not ever come back for her love of the people and the men with accents … 3rd wife here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1784740064285748257?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1784740064285748257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1784740064285748257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1784740064285748257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1784740064285748257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-its-st-patricks-day.html' title='So it’s St. Patrick’s Day …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1478913667091623542</id><published>2009-03-16T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:23:21.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So you say you are bored …</title><content type='html'>I can only point you down the path of entertainment that I follow.&lt;br /&gt;That would be from random searches, or maybe something I heard through a third party that could have possibly, under the proper mood that is, lent to, at that moment in time anyway, being construed as enlightening entertainment to some, if not all, people who find things of that nature entertaining, or at least some thing close to that, in a positive way that could be looked a pone by me at the time I heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have that out in the open …&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy online comics … more then I should I mean it takes me 30 min a day to read the few I read every day.&lt;br /&gt;I also like of strange music.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like GWAR, but just some odd stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My mother said once to my sister and I that we would look back on the music of our childhood and think it was the best … I agree but that’s because the stuff before was to slow and boring, and the stuff after … well … Rap is not music, Country needs to stop already how many songs can be written about death and disappointment, Rock is dead, Pop is … yea … and alternative makes my head hurt, not the music but how can it be alternative if everyone is doing it and the only thing close to it is Pop and Rap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to the other side of the wall, no not JPoP … (That needs to stop too I might add!) but how about something like Alternative Country?&lt;br /&gt;It is strange, it’s fun though in my mind, take a look at this link and tell me what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the words … I give you:&lt;br /&gt;Todd Snider - Talkin' Seattle Grunge Rock Blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_qQ78JVtS8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that you all just loved that link and want to know more about this music, so, listen to Real Radio 104.1 Sunday Mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the online comics, well, you all more then likely will not understand most of them because you have not found your inner geeks and nerds just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1478913667091623542?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1478913667091623542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1478913667091623542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1478913667091623542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1478913667091623542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-you-say-you-are-bored.html' title='So you say you are bored …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-163802732351892082</id><published>2009-03-08T19:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:03:21.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A week and 1 day …</title><content type='html'>Well my loyal lackey’s, I feel bad for going so long with out giving you all something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to come up with things other then Religion, Military or Work.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s about all that I have going on in my world anymore so it makes it hard to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I could talk about La Wife and other less interesting things but I am trying to keep you all entertained!&lt;br /&gt;I guess talking about her is better then nothing though …&lt;br /&gt;Nah, lets just run with something else shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new guy who took my old job is doing well, great actually.&lt;br /&gt;My new job is going well, great actually.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing going on with the VA …&lt;br /&gt;Got our income tax return and of course the car and dog have to go get worked on within a week using up that money.&lt;br /&gt;Day light savings time sucks big time!&lt;br /&gt;We also almost got hit my an asteroid … yea don’t feel to bad no one knew until 2 days before hand and they kept it on the down low.&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it nice to now know that if the world is about to end they will not tell us before hand?&lt;br /&gt;What? You don’t believe me?&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this and then look it up and get all the other news channels and information on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=asteroid+nearly+hits+earth+march+2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government says they had no clue … I am sure that the Aliens we are in contact with gave them a heads up or that the SGC took care of it for us in the last couple of minuets.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we have SG1 around, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it, sorry it sucked, I will do something mind blowing someday … or more then likely not but I have dreams people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-163802732351892082?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/163802732351892082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=163802732351892082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/163802732351892082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/163802732351892082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-and-1-day.html' title='A week and 1 day …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1625966738087882674</id><published>2009-02-28T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:47:27.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have figured it out …</title><content type='html'>What you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well, why people are so overweight or course!&lt;br /&gt;I know, you are asking how so many people have tried and I, your lowly want-to-be wordsmith has come to the final conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;Some think it is genetics, some lazy, some bad eating habits, more with the lazy thoughts, some say TV, and some blame reincarnation issues from there previous alien bodies …&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start a new line of though if you will.&lt;br /&gt;I am going with because it makes God happy!&lt;br /&gt;O go ahead and throw the whole “Genesis 1:27 - And God created man in His own image” then also in “Corinthians 6:19 - Your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit” and how we need to respect it and treat it well and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;Now, to my thoughts on this matter!&lt;br /&gt;God created us in his image and resides in us so we are supposed to be a temple of respect in his image.&lt;br /&gt;I’m good with this, honestly I am, but when was the last time anyone has scene the BIG GUY though?&lt;br /&gt;What I am saying it, over time our bodies change.&lt;br /&gt;Joints start to hurt a little, wrinkles form and our hair turns a different color.&lt;br /&gt;The big one though is, we normally gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think that this must be the natural progression of the human form, and because we are made in God’s form for him also.&lt;br /&gt;Yes people are fatter today because more people, who must be closer to God then the rest, are taking on a closer form and look like God.&lt;br /&gt;O, you think that I am throwing out blasphemies aren’t you.&lt;br /&gt;I disagree!&lt;br /&gt;We have a population of more then any other time.&lt;br /&gt;We have more evil in the world then ever before.&lt;br /&gt;God has a lot of enemies right now and putting them all ‘under his foot’ is taking awhile because, let’s face it, times are tough!&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s say I am getting a little older and working like 16 hours a day do I really have time or the energy to go home eat healthy and then work out too?&lt;br /&gt;I can totally see God coming home at the end of the day smacking Jesus and Michael on their backs saying what a good job they have done you know throwing flaming swords around and saving people and just longing to eat real fast and then get some sleep before he has to start up ruling the universe in the morning … again …&lt;br /&gt;So God, being all knowing and powerful, does what is the most efficient to get this schedule going as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;He swings by the big Golden Arches in the Sky!&lt;br /&gt;You know they are there we have heard for years and years about St. Peter standing out in front of them after all!&lt;br /&gt;(We all saw what happened to Morgan Spurlock in Super Size Me after all.)&lt;br /&gt;So, now on to the other side of my point …&lt;br /&gt;We are destroying the world by building everything we can think of everywhere they let us.&lt;br /&gt;This leads us to fewer places to bury our dead …&lt;br /&gt;So more people are getting cremated …&lt;br /&gt;I know you have no clue were I am going with this one …&lt;br /&gt;So reading through “Leviticus 3” it tells us why this is important …&lt;br /&gt;(Wow even I feel a little dirty typing this out so I had better at least get a ‘Wow that’s messed up” smirk out of you people!)&lt;br /&gt;God says to Moses that if people are to make a communion sacrifice they need to take all of the fatty organs and fat in general and burn it because this gives God a ‘Restful Odor”.&lt;br /&gt;You all with me now?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, cremating fat people makes god Happy because as Jesus said to us after all that we are ‘Sheep’.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why God likes the smell of burning fat, I might ask him right before he throws me into that long pit to hell, but the Bible does say it and I am just connecting the dots … without numbers I might add so I am getting all kinds of strange images!Yea, I know, all that for a big build up to nothing good, and possibly a straight shot into hell for my blasphemies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1625966738087882674?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1625966738087882674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1625966738087882674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1625966738087882674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1625966738087882674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-figured-it-out.html' title='I have figured it out …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7234157247557199616</id><published>2009-02-26T21:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:27:54.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you might not know …</title><content type='html'>A person in my life about 6 months ago said something to me that hurt me like he had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;It was profound enough for me to actually stand up for myself, mind you all, and you might not know it, I don’t do that very often.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I will stand up for anyone else but that’s a different story.&lt;br /&gt;I normally let things slide and try to not cause many problems especially when it comes to people I know and deal with on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;… You all only see me when I am mad or around others so shush you just don’t know!&lt;br /&gt;I put up with a lot over the years, and a lot of you have heard some about it but this was the final straw.&lt;br /&gt;He said that I wasn’t injured enough to use the VA.&lt;br /&gt;He assumed that I don’t have the right to have access to something that is there for people like me.&lt;br /&gt;He showed that people who don’t know have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;People, who think they know, don’t have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;People, who work with these people, don’t have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a co-worker and he was telling me about Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you ever think that you have it bad let me have you sit down with some of these guys.&lt;br /&gt;He was the ‘point man’ for his unit for 6 months, he had white sulfurous hit him in the face, he was forced to jump into some punji sticks, a lot of other things for another time and story, but in the end he got back and was treated poorly by his fellow American’s.&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing like that, wow nothing at all like that.&lt;br /&gt;We had some fun issues ourselves but only one today I wanted to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Ready for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, let me bounce real quick …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMERICAN IDOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know I need help but I love this crazy show!Simon cracks me up, Randy is a fool, Paula is a drug addict and then the new girl … Kara Dioguardi … yea good times! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307294935396039106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SadMn96CucI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R8uZICc6MLI/s320/kara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the problems I have from my military time is I can’t go on American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;To the point though, the reason I can’t go on this show.&lt;br /&gt;They at some point make you sing a song of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn’t sound so bad, I mean I have the voice of a thousand little angels after all … although some people say more like angels who are being torched in Hell, or even torturing the angels in Hell … but so not the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this wonderful show yet again and it popped into my mind that I couldn’t do it.&lt;br /&gt;No, again not because of my lovely voice, or my age because lets face it once they see me they would wave that rule just on my looks … be nice people they let Norman on there!&lt;br /&gt;It is because they might make me sing that one song, you know the one.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would have to say I am sorry and walk off the stage upsetting all of my loyal followers once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know the one?&lt;br /&gt;How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story then …(Fade to black … no not that rocking Metalica song just the color!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture if you will me getting off a plane in Cairo, Egypt and getting bussed off to the port to unload.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307296623181366978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SadOKNZbBsI/AAAAAAAAAII/kQHjbSTqwHQ/s320/Me_Egypt+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Even that young, I looked that good!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrive and low and behold they are playing American Music, how kind, doesn’t it feel like home …&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of not paying attention we noted that they have already played this song and wait for the next one to see if it is a short tape and they only have a few songs on it.&lt;br /&gt;The same song played again, then again and again.&lt;br /&gt;24 hours a day and 7 days a week we heard the same song over and over.&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Gaynor’s I will Survive.&lt;br /&gt;Now Freddie Perren and Dino Fekaris never had a clue that the song that they had written would not only one day be a female empowerment song, or even an anthem for abused people, but I have faith that they NEVER would have guessed it would be used as psychological warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to another friend of mine who was over there a few years before me and he said they did the same thing to him but they played Meatloaf’s Bat out of Hell.&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue who had it worse back then but I think I win now because my song is still on the radio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might ask what this does to me … when I hear the song I get a little upset.&lt;br /&gt;That’s putting it nicely I think … I want to hit something, hard and a lot and until it stops moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other problem is the solders over there would sing it too us.&lt;br /&gt;So I associate Arabic people with this song too.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that I am not a racist per say … but then I would be a liar I fear.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter fat or thin, tall or short, attractive or like the others, I get angry when I see them.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how others do it when in regards to Blacks, Hispanic or other races.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don’t know how people can hate a whole people just because of the few extremists within it, or a group because they have a different faith … or how you can classify Jewish as a ‘race’ but that’s again another Blog.&lt;br /&gt;That is all, normally, a learned behavior or in some people just something in the back of their head we might never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Me though, and some of the people I know who went through this also, I feel have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to go out of my way to be mean or hurtful or negative in any way toward them.&lt;br /&gt;I will avoid them because I know that it wasn’t them who did this to me but in the end … I want to hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;How is it fair that I want to do this?&lt;br /&gt;This person who I don’t know, who could have come up with the cure for some nasty disease or saved thousands by turning on their own people and stopping another World Trade Center attack from happening.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter, I in some form or another hate them.&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s wrong, I know it’s bad, I even feel bad about it while it is happening … doesn’t’ mean I can stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some point though … because I can’t hear or God forbid sing that song I can’t pursue my goal of winning American Idol, that makes me mad yet again and pushes the issue even further.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that because of a few peoples actions, I will have a negative reaction for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the things I have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t a physical problem, but God Damn it, it is something that only a few people know about and it is something that hurts and bothers me in ways this person who said I can’t use the VA because I wasn’t hurt enough, can’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;Physically, I must be because they decided to give me money every month because so many parts of me don’t work.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, I still have a constant memory loss and no childhood per say.&lt;br /&gt;This one though, this one could get bad and ugly really fast.&lt;br /&gt;God help me, or the person I see if I come across an Arabic person singing I Will Survive!&lt;br /&gt;I am not joking and or trying to make a joke … but I don’t think they will, survive that is.&lt;br /&gt;That’s just another thing I have to deal with and have a constant fear of.&lt;br /&gt;I spend the rest of my life in prison abandoning and ruining La Wife’s life because some poor soul decided to sing to them self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I have issues but because of people like me, no much better then me, you don’t have to have them.&lt;br /&gt;I am just blessed that mine are so mild and wonder how so many others can even live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people were killed from these conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;So many over there, some from the injuries they sustained over time and then the few who couldn’t survive because of the problems left in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;My issues are mild to say the least, these other men and women though.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them just can’t find their way back home, and it’s been so long.&lt;br /&gt;La Wife has joked to me about some of the stuff I did when I got back … the life I lived and the people I dated.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I dealt with it I think …&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that that is all I did, I stayed away from drugs and alcohol some how …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I have to deal with … what will this next group have to deal with?&lt;br /&gt;Also, aren’t you glad that they are out there so you don’t have to be …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7234157247557199616?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7234157247557199616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7234157247557199616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7234157247557199616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7234157247557199616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-you-might-not-know.html' title='Things you might not know …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SadMn96CucI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R8uZICc6MLI/s72-c/kara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6452926673541996186</id><published>2009-02-19T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:08:29.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Mind Test …</title><content type='html'>Most of you know how I feel about religion … it’s full of liars, hypocrites and just evil people trying to get the best of others.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is evil, a liar or a hypocrite … but enough for me to say that the whole batch is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;I have found a few signs though that I think might prove my point.&lt;br /&gt;Either bad people are leading these local churches or stupid people … either way more proof that I should not go to either.Lets have a look shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304692194890571538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZ4Nch89XxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/34uwtKMNsqQ/s320/Churchsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum ...&lt;br /&gt;Um ... trying to say that God can ... do anything he wishes with anything he has?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like the old saying 'We who have done so much, for so long, with so little, are now able to do anythign with nothing' ... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304692489493762258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZ4Ntrb1UNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YE2cbiOgiak/s320/Powerfullposition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait ... WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, OK I can see what they are going for ... at the alter praying right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304692088447632738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZ4NWVa_BWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4wQfQqzHJ5g/s320/Church+Sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I got nothing ... that's just perverted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6452926673541996186?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6452926673541996186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6452926673541996186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6452926673541996186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6452926673541996186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/dirty-mind-test.html' title='Dirty Mind Test …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZ4Nch89XxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/34uwtKMNsqQ/s72-c/Churchsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6585236321046476731</id><published>2009-02-19T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:48:53.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Wife left me …</title><content type='html'>That’s right, I have done it again.&lt;br /&gt;No lie, La Wife left me ... to no real surprise, right?&lt;br /&gt;I have run off another woman who I thought was the one.&lt;br /&gt;I would think that it was me, but come on, we all know that that is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;This La Wife left but was much nicer then my last La Wife.&lt;br /&gt;She left me with the dog, the new house and the car.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to go on about how bad she was and how things are better without her, but, that would be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;You all wanted in on my life so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;My life is very miserable!&lt;br /&gt;O, I still have a dog this time around and I can pay my bills without having to sell blood and marrow this time around.&lt;br /&gt;I also have the positive outlook of I am not so new to the area and this time it wasn’t a few days before a BIG birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The end result though is still in the same boat, I am all alone once again.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of what I am going to do but I am glad that I have some friends to fall back on.&lt;br /&gt;You never realize how good some friends are until times like this pop up.&lt;br /&gt;You also learn how much your family really does care about you in your time of need.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I will be in Orlando and Saturday I will be in Tampa with friends but then Sunday will roll around and all I will be able to do is to think about La Wife.&lt;br /&gt;The long horrible loneliness will roll over me once again and I will be stuck rolled up in a ball crying.&lt;br /&gt;This time I will have Wonder Dog though …&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping everyone in the loop and if you all want feel free to call or bring me food … I can tell already it is going to be a Slim Fast weekend of easy meals.&lt;br /&gt;We all knew it was going to happen, I mean she is way to good for me anyway and I was just holding her back anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that she has fun and finds true happiness and I only wish her the best!&lt;br /&gt;So, that’s that, I am going to go get a drink and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;See ya Sunday La Wife I hope you have a blast at the convention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6585236321046476731?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6585236321046476731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6585236321046476731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6585236321046476731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6585236321046476731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-wife-left-me.html' title='La Wife left me …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6772697953117467473</id><published>2009-02-17T16:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:20:31.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Needed Update …</title><content type='html'>Fine you want something to entertain you now do you?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if this works …&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Um&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this then …&lt;br /&gt;We are cat sitting, if you don’t know how I feel about cats, well, yea I am being a nice guy and that’s all that needs to be said.&lt;br /&gt;I do think that this kitty will fit in a potato gun though … hum this might not be so bad after all … sorry back to the point …we, for the few who do not know have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxotJ5ubI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6Sv4DwtmvW8/s1600-h/A.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303887561544546738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxotJ5ubI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6Sv4DwtmvW8/s320/A.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought that she would be a good dog and get a long with said kitten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we know that they wouldn’t be best friends but kind of hoped that they could be friends ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxWTbz6oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3nP8LDo1UJ8/s1600-h/dogcatlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303887245402696322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxWTbz6oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3nP8LDo1UJ8/s320/dogcatlove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we thought that it might work out in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, the little mistakes can sometimes be the best right?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Dog and Fuzzy Pawed Demon were both on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;I was holding Wonder Dog and La Wife was holding Fuzzy Pawed Demon when all of the sodden with no way of knowing that it was going to happen Wonder Dog got the brilliant ideal that putting Fuzzy Pawed Demon head in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;So She didn’t bite down or growl or anything just kind of wanted to know what Fuzzy Pawed Demon head tasted like.&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy Pawed Demon had no clue what was going on and just sat there in a complete state of shock … Catatonic if you will … O’ come on, that’s funny stuff right there!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Dog let go and Fuzzy Pawed Demon sat still and at a loss as to what just happened when all of the sudden Wonder Dog needed another taste … and got one.&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy Pawed Demon sat there once again as we pulled Wonder Dog away and then they went there separate ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder Dog into the living room, by force mind you, and Fuzzy Pawed Demon behind the toilet for the next three days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now Wonder Dog sits at the bathroom door awaiting a chance to get under the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We now find her sitting around with her eyes closed in front of said door in what looks like she is praying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxCCfrMyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B2kJqeptSOQ/s1600-h/Dogprayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886897258115874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxCCfrMyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B2kJqeptSOQ/s320/Dogprayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you Fuzzy Pawed Demon is doing the exact opposite and only trying to figure out a way of making her plans work out as best they could possibly could …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZswknUlBWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HxgjddJcKdQ/s1600-h/Voices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886391747609954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZswknUlBWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HxgjddJcKdQ/s320/Voices.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If said Fuzzy Pawed Demon does find a way to make her plans work out Wonder Dog needs to go hide because retaliations will be bad I fear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will need to learn new skills like ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZswP3SX0FI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fCGPQw-f1Iw/s1600-h/zstealth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886035256070226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZswP3SX0FI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fCGPQw-f1Iw/s320/zstealth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun you all miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6772697953117467473?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6772697953117467473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6772697953117467473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6772697953117467473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6772697953117467473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/needed-update.html' title='Needed Update …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SZsxotJ5ubI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6Sv4DwtmvW8/s72-c/A.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3152115357224547676</id><published>2009-02-08T11:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:59:18.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking about Miami …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I was talking to a friend I have down in Miami aka ‘The not so Mother Land’ and it came up how the classes in school are bilingual and how you can actually graduate without knowing the language.&lt;br /&gt;This lead to how all of the signs are in Spanish or some other goobly gook that I don’t speak and we started hating on how we have let this happen.&lt;br /&gt;The American language is English the last time I checked but some how the lands south of the Everglades have not heard about this.&lt;br /&gt;Or they did hear it but didn’t understand it because it wasn’t in Spanish?&lt;br /&gt;This needs to be fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all about the melting pot effect and bringing over your culture and blah blah blah but come one.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually from down there and I can’t speak to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I think I have come up with an ideal on how to fix this situation and I am afraid that I might be the only one left who is capable of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to take one for the team but it might have lasting effects that none of us are ready for … we might long and want the effects but the first response’s might be a little strange with a lot of gasping and shocking from the onlookers.&lt;br /&gt;I will expect my face on Mt. Rushmore and to be at least nominated as a write in for President after I have completed my mission for this great Country of ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I being of a somewhat sound mind, and of reasonable health, (No matter what my Dr. might say) … am thinking about (Because of my ADD though I will forget tomorrow so lets not put a lot of faith into my words) … taking back the ‘South!’&lt;br /&gt;How you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself this is so simple and I can’t believe it has taken so long to come up with, but brilliance cannot be rushed!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go down and with my charming good looks and my super persuasive personality, I am going to force myself into the mix of all the collage age girls.&lt;br /&gt;I hear it now, how could this help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1) Well because I am just so darn attractive and woman swoon as I walk by … (Not because I have a Flatulence problem like some people I know!) I will win them all over and they will all want to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2) After this happens I will not speak to any of them unless they can speak in English.&lt;br /&gt;The few who don’t I will be forced to threaten to smack them.&lt;br /&gt;The effect of a violence threat will make them think I am a ‘Bad Boy’ causing them to want me, and then they too will submit to my plans as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3) The men will then see that the hot Gringo is stealing all of the women and they will think it is because I speak English and have an American accent so they will then learn the true local lingo as well trying to win back there women.&lt;br /&gt;With no effect I might add, you can’t fight what I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Side effects equal - All of the younger people speak English and then teach there children and then they teach there children so that in just 2 generations I have had the effect that I was attempting to draw forth.&lt;br /&gt;It might be 4 or 5 generations but we are still talking about the same amount of years though … they just reproduce faster then the normal Americans.&lt;br /&gt;Another positive effect is after I run for President I will have all of the Hispanic woman in the ‘South’, or ‘Northern Cuba’ as some might call, it vote for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will need a few things to get my mission up and going but I think if I pitch it the right way to Congress and the House that I might be able to get a grant to live and party in South Beach … yea this might work after all …&lt;br /&gt;First - I will need a ‘Hoopty’.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special but something borderline classic with all the additions.&lt;br /&gt;You know, hydraulics, 7-coat paint that changes in the light as you look at it, ground effects and a stereo and speaker set up that could kill people from the bass.&lt;br /&gt;Second - I will need to go back old school to the 70’s and bust out the Pimp outfit.&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, purple leisure suit with matching hat and a giant feather … anyone have some of the boots with fish swimming in the heels anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Third - I might need a knife … nothing like Dundee had but something to show that I mean business … switchblade might work but I don’t want to seem to cocky with anything bigger.&lt;br /&gt;Gun … no this is going to be friendly I hope …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I do foresee a few problems.&lt;br /&gt;One, some of the gangs are going to be upset with me taking all of there women.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I studied martial arts for a summer and the military showed me how to be a ninja … sorta … not really but this is my story so shut up already!If they get to mouthy I’ll smack them too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300469033907341778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SY8MgNUBSdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NWObznpM8fU/s320/Mcslap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Wife might disapprove and not like my mission, you know me having to be a stud and a borderline ‘Man Whore’ after all, but I have faith that she will be understanding that it is for the good of the Country!&lt;br /&gt;Next, we have the problem of the music so I will need to get some GOOD ear protection.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to learn how to dance too … that dance guys do during slow songs should work right?&lt;br /&gt;The food also is an issue, I mean Flan is good but the rest of it ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300471106770026306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SY8OY3U_v0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/a5f1GRCCZmM/s320/EatandGas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I will have the problem of all of the older woman who will long to be near me too.&lt;br /&gt;I do have that effect on them too I fear so I must figure out how to take care of them without destroying my reputation … Dad what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, no you go to bed at like 6pm now so you can’t be my stand in with the geriatric side of all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people can’t be that bright, I mean they don’t even speak English so they should fall for this right?&lt;br /&gt;I mean we took the country from another group who didn’t speak English and that turned out … ok but I think I stand a chance right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this plan might need some more work but it is a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3152115357224547676?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3152115357224547676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3152115357224547676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3152115357224547676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3152115357224547676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/speaking-about-miami.html' title='Speaking about Miami …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SY8MgNUBSdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NWObznpM8fU/s72-c/Mcslap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7507263271890367463</id><published>2009-02-04T16:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:34:20.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are complaining so …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now mind you it isn’t a lot of people but still enough of my reading audience … again not many people … that the point has now been made clear that not unlike myself, none of you have lives either and really do sit around waiting for the next Blog of a stranger in hopes of finding a glimmer of joy and amusement in the worlds of another.&lt;br /&gt;So I figured, because I am a simple minded person after all … shut up you all you, you all are the people reading this after all so what does that say about you?&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point that was lost because of your mean thoughts … being the simple person that I am (Stop Snickering!) I am going to go back to something I love to complain about myself.&lt;br /&gt;What is that you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;OK, ask already so we can all move on all right?&lt;br /&gt;That's right, Catholics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299057975159385938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SYoJJx2Tb1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/xL3iKM7YHoA/s320/Blasphemy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some of you don’t know this but my father was raised Catholic … ok almost all of you know that because if you know me you know him but roll with me on this already please!&lt;br /&gt;My first ‘real’ girlfriend was raised Catholic … and had just gotten out of a Catholic school when we first met … pardon me as I reminisce … (Phonics does not work on that word I might add!)&lt;br /&gt;Now, we all have read … ok a lot … um some … well a few of us have read the New Testament … right?&lt;br /&gt;There are things in there that Jesus says to do and not do.&lt;br /&gt;Now Catholics say that Jesus is the Son of God and that his words are the end all, be all of things we should be following.&lt;br /&gt;So, um, why do they not?&lt;br /&gt;Today I will only hit on one topic because I want to back everything up with the books and versus so let’s start small shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And call no man your father upon the earth: for one is your Father, which is in heaven … (Matthew 23:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one seems basic doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, ok we call our blood parent father, dad, old man, geezer, farticus and sometimes just to say hello … think about it that wasn’t that hard of a segue to jump with!&lt;br /&gt;So, if it is so basic … why are the most of the leaders in the church called Father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I am not asking a hard question like … why do we still have children being rapped, or even so much as why if they have so many priceless items under the Vatican do they still need our money?&lt;br /&gt;(That will be brought up at a latter date though I might add!)&lt;br /&gt; So now I have written a page almost and asked a question … Yo, Pope can I get an answer … in English please my German is a little rusty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7507263271890367463?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7507263271890367463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7507263271890367463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7507263271890367463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7507263271890367463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-are-complaining-so-now-mind-you.html' title=''/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SYoJJx2Tb1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/xL3iKM7YHoA/s72-c/Blasphemy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-9058723996927229323</id><published>2009-01-20T16:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:35:49.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So we have a new President ...</title><content type='html'>All I can say is wow!&lt;br /&gt;So many people are putting so much faith into him that it makes me wonder if anyone can fill the shoes they are sizing him up for?&lt;br /&gt;He has dreams and goals and I hope that they all work out.&lt;br /&gt;I have dreams and goals and they never seem to so if his luck is anything like mine the country might have been in better care if we had kept Bush for another 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point did you all realize that you can type without looking down?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry just something I am wondering to myself as I now know that I can talk and type without looking down anymore about two different subjects.&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of cool … I am an easy man to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pleasing … I got new boots!&lt;br /&gt;I know that doesn’t sound so great but they are for work and they rock!&lt;br /&gt;All nice and comfortable … and they look cool too!&lt;br /&gt;La Wife made me get them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a cool set of biker boots, a cool biker jacket, a sweet biker drover and what’s that last thing I am missing?&lt;br /&gt;O’yea my X-Boss pointed it out to me … the bike.&lt;br /&gt;He called me a poser … he is, sadly, correct.I mean, even this guy has a bike … I am SO doing something wrong … mind you so is this guy too I might add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293491354747350738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SXZCV01RLtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_6_7oRN7Q8Q/s320/Sheeponabike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is better then being known as 'That Guy' as I ride around town on this trying to look cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293490797119995698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SXZB1Xgi_zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0ZkqI7OhQR8/s320/Bikepotty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The new job is going well, I would like to say that it is keeping me so busy and that’s why I haven’t posted but that would be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try harder … I have nothing better to do anyway so I might try and throw you all a bone now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-9058723996927229323?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/9058723996927229323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=9058723996927229323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9058723996927229323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9058723996927229323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-we-have-new-president.html' title='So we have a new President ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SXZCV01RLtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_6_7oRN7Q8Q/s72-c/Sheeponabike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6934401564122032835</id><published>2009-01-09T21:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:49:03.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another Vet visit …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWgMZYDq-iI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RjCbke-Qw14/s1600-h/A.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289491392440760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWgMZYDq-iI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RjCbke-Qw14/s320/A.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder Dog hasn’t been feeling so well lately.&lt;br /&gt;Proof you ask, well bring over a steam cleaner and I will show you.&lt;br /&gt;Silly old mutt’s liver decided it needed more attention and low and behold 2, yes 2 and not 1, credit card latter … we wait and see if the stuff they did works.&lt;br /&gt;For the people who do not know Wonder Dog, (That more then likely means that you mean little to me and you should try and buy my affection because if I am important to you, you must be a total looser and I am the closest thing to a friend you have so buy me gifts so I will pretend to be your friend!) she is a cute and relatively good pet.&lt;br /&gt;She breaks free once and awhile, normally when people who should be trying to buy my affection are watching over her, but other then that she is a good pet … a little bit of a bed hog too but it is on the wife’s side so it’s all good!&lt;br /&gt;The point of all of this is though, it must be OK to be rich!&lt;br /&gt;We had the money to take care of her, it hurt but we can still do it.&lt;br /&gt;So many people in the world right now can’t even afford to have a pet.&lt;br /&gt;So many can’t even eat, so they get a pet, then they soon need another …&lt;br /&gt;I started my new job today and that means I got a raise.&lt;br /&gt;So, La Wife and I can finally do something we always wanted to do with all of the extra cash we will be getting form now on!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, we do everything we want as it is … we actually live a good life … hum, well, who knows what we will do with all of our new found wealth but I am sure it will have something to do with bills and loans to pay back.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that getting an invention up and going costs a small fortune?&lt;br /&gt;Or that we tried a version of the Bacon wrapped thingy on the post below?&lt;br /&gt;We did it with hamburger and I cooked it a little to long but it wasn’t to bad people!Talk at you all latter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6934401564122032835?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6934401564122032835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6934401564122032835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6934401564122032835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6934401564122032835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day-another-vet-visit.html' title='Another day, another Vet visit …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWgMZYDq-iI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RjCbke-Qw14/s72-c/A.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8109527871975220321</id><published>2009-01-08T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:28:47.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum, unhealthy but yum ...</title><content type='html'>Just go look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbqaddicts.com/blog/recipes/bacon-explosion/"&gt;http://www.bbqaddicts.com/blog/recipes/bacon-explosion/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say ... just, wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8109527871975220321?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8109527871975220321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8109527871975220321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8109527871975220321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8109527871975220321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/01/yum-unhealthy-but-yum.html' title='Yum, unhealthy but yum ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-5674363744683087112</id><published>2009-01-04T10:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:22:32.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships (PT1) …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWDUEjYfZAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5YPk6232M_k/s1600-h/Marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459137215489026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWDUEjYfZAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5YPk6232M_k/s320/Marriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just a quick something so my Blog doesn’t feel lonely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the fraise might have something to do with the words as we break them down.&lt;br /&gt;Relation … nice and basic isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;It means stuck with someone for some reason that might not be obvious but still holds to the fact that you are stuck until said word is dissolved or you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;Ship … must come from the old days when a boat was on smooth water and enjoyable and like the see can be in a moments time, and without warning I might add, all goes crazy and you are in the middle of a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;This I have come to see, over my many, many years, can come from just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Not answering a question quick enough because you actually tried to give it thought, being honest, not being honest, coming home a little late with the smell of perfume and red lipstick on your shirt …&lt;br /&gt;Or, it can come from just one person trying to say something and the other just not hearing it, as it was meant to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;Then that being followed up with other people’s thoughts, or insecurities, and how the other person is seeing the issue instead of how it is meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next issue is, how to deal with the … conflict, no … fight, no … issue, no … WAR!&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, lets skip the little things like do we go to get burgers or taco’s for dinner and jump right on into the big stuff, like, hum … I want a darn Taco and she wants a Burger … we have issues :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point though, we have come to know that there are three sides to the story, hers, mine and right/mine.&lt;br /&gt;So, take a second, not to long or you will get in trouble, and take a breath and try and figure out what in the world your crazed significant other is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you love them and that with DNA testing it is harder and harder to hide the body.&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember that divorce equals alimony … yea good reason to let her win!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, you are with them for a reason and in the end they are worth the little fights ever once and awhile … if it is more regular, seek therapy at your local tavern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we all say things that seem innocent and simple but the other takes it to far and thinks it was said to be mean and hurtful … OK this is true sometimes but I blame Wonder Mutt when that happens saying that she told me to say it … no it doesn’t help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don’t understand as a guy though are:&lt;br /&gt;1) If I say I don’t care … why doesn’t that count as an answer?&lt;br /&gt;2) If I say it’s OK, why do I need to be asked 3 more times to make sure it’s ok?&lt;br /&gt;3) If the phone rings, why do we HAVE to answer it?&lt;br /&gt;4) Why is it a problem if I am not hungry?&lt;br /&gt;5) Why the Make-Up can’t be put on during the drive instead of when we get there?&lt;br /&gt;6) If something is bothering you, why not make a better point to say it instead of waiting till latter and festering over it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s just a few things though … I have SO many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, we all have stress, we all have problems, we all have things going on that we hide and keep to ourselves or just don’t realize are as bad as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;We get into these ‘Sticky-Boats’ for a reason, be kind to each other and try to be helpful and considerate as time needs sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly though … I will almost never admit I am wrong and getting an apology out of me is a wish at best.I am right … it might not make any since but in my head I am and that’s all that matters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-5674363744683087112?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/5674363744683087112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=5674363744683087112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5674363744683087112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5674363744683087112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/01/relationships-pt1.html' title='Relationships (PT1) …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SWDUEjYfZAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5YPk6232M_k/s72-c/Marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2571361155739441610</id><published>2009-01-01T08:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:00:55.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Day …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVzMRFo62YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3RXm6cBNRd8/s1600-h/jtimewar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324656569768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVzMRFo62YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3RXm6cBNRd8/s320/jtimewar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, it’s new years day.&lt;br /&gt;I was up late, go figure, and now up early.&lt;br /&gt;I cooked black eye peas for the first time yesterday … a little to much red pepper otherwise good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;It came to me that I haven’t ranted about anything in a long while … so … isn’t it about time to start up again?&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that what I use this Blog for?&lt;br /&gt;A bouncing board of my truer thoughts and a form of entertainment for all of you I, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I need a little something to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t think about anything at this moment, sorry to let you all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this though, Happy New Year … does that work?&lt;br /&gt;I have once again been smacked in the face with that strange Cosmic Balance thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on a job change for 6 months now.&lt;br /&gt;Someone dropped the ball and I had to restart the whole thing, then no one knew what paperwork I was supposed to do and then that was a whole other issue.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was getting upset and as some of the positions I wanted to have I was passed over because well, I wasn’t able to fill that job until all this paperwork was completed.&lt;br /&gt;Life moves on, I finally calm down and realize once again that in my happy little world it always balances out for the best for me and low and behold, another job opens up.&lt;br /&gt;This job is one that will be easy for me to do, right up my alley, the same hours (Well close enough), not that big of a change of responsibilities (Again good because I am getting old and change equals difficulty) but best of all, I will still be around to help out the department I am leaving as they might need.&lt;br /&gt;This looks like it might work out with well for me and there is still a chance that it might not go through … well not too much of a chance, but it is all looking good in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this means a little more money each pay period, a better retirement over all, and getting enough of a change to keep me going for another few years … wow, nine years with the department … is this a career yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how this works and I will keep you all in the loop.Looking like a good New Year so far … so I will not get the job :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2571361155739441610?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2571361155739441610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2571361155739441610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2571361155739441610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2571361155739441610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-day.html' title='New Years Day …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVzMRFo62YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3RXm6cBNRd8/s72-c/jtimewar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6980026585007447018</id><published>2008-12-29T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:47:11.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job Update …</title><content type='html'>Because so many of you keep bothering me and hounding me and then insulting me by saying mean things like my ears are lop sided and that’s why I haven’t gotten any information yet.&lt;br /&gt;I figured I would pass along the latest information.&lt;br /&gt;I got a call this morning and was told that I am supposed to start on January 9th.&lt;br /&gt;Woot, hurray, sweet, yea and other things like that.&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;About $250 more a month, a higher pension and a quicker retirement date.&lt;br /&gt;The negatives though … I don’t know what shift I will be working or what days off I might get.&lt;br /&gt;So I could be back on midnights with Wednesday and Thursday off … equaling, no life again.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think that this is going to happen but it is always a chance and a fear in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Lets all hope not please!&lt;br /&gt;So, it will make deciding what to wear each morning a lot easer and … yea … why am I doing this again?&lt;br /&gt;My current boss is dumbfounded and not happy.&lt;br /&gt;He is not only losing me but we as of Jan 1st went into a hiring freeze so he will get stuck having to do my job … and his that I have also been helping out with now for years.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be him … is it wrong to think that he deserves what he is getting?That’s that, I will let you all know what shift and what I will be doing as soon as I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6980026585007447018?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6980026585007447018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6980026585007447018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6980026585007447018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6980026585007447018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-job-update.html' title='New Job Update …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-5731041150070100699</id><published>2008-12-28T09:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:56:51.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, what’s going on …</title><content type='html'>I have not posted as much as one person likes and I am sorry to be such a great disappointment … still …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said I, as I have said in the past, am working on a few projects to try and make the world a better place, more fun place and of course just make money for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you all might think that I would be a mean rich man but in fact I think I will be kind.&lt;br /&gt;I will finally pay so many of you back, and supply hours of entertainment in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;From laughing with me, to laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a giving person aren’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets give you all an ideal of the three projects I am working on shall we?&lt;br /&gt;First, brace yourself, no really … writing a book.&lt;br /&gt;I know it will never go anywhere but I have started it anyway and it is about how I and a bunch of other people see the world and just basic ranting.&lt;br /&gt;A lot like how my Blog started … hum …groundwork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, yea you might want to sit down for this one … thinking about and working on starting a non profit organization.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking, WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;It has been bouncing around for weeks now after it hit me and anything that does that with my ADD must have a reason right?&lt;br /&gt;It will be based on people in need of assistance forced a pone them from improper government actions.&lt;br /&gt;Such as: False Imprisonment, Innocent being shot, car stolen and police using Tac Strips and blowing all your tires and it’s more then your insurance, Fire Figthers breaking the windows of your car from across the street to get to a fire hydrant, a controlled burn getting out of hand or when they push a broken down car off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;It will be an insurance deduction ‘helping’ program and just a helping hand for people hurt by government agencies … hehe think I can get a government grant?&lt;br /&gt;Yes police and insurance reports will be mandatory.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, proof of income and bills will be required.&lt;br /&gt;Because Single mom with three kids might need some help with her $500 hundred dollar insurance deductible but million dollar man might not.&lt;br /&gt;Then again he might, he could be floating his employee’s in his company from his own wallet hoping that’s the market recovers, you never know!&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more to it and it is just something to look into at this point.&lt;br /&gt;Me trying to be nice?&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;O the gold old days …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284853164998575154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVeR9AXWxDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LVClPEB4meU/s320/funwiththeblind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, trying to patent and get the designs finished up for an ideal that I had.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying it is the next big ideal or even the next million dollar answer … but by golly the few people I have told think it’s great.&lt;br /&gt;OK, my mother didn’t but Wife and I have come up with additional items to make you happy too.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to say what it is because I am afraid of to many people hearing about it and making it before me … that’s my luck L&lt;br /&gt;I will say that it came to me after looking at a pair of Truck Nuts …&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to call though because I love pitching it!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you all a little about how hard this is though, not because you care but because I feel like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a molding company to make a prototype = Head Ache!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, it needs to be painted too doesn’t it … = Darn this is hard!&lt;br /&gt;OK, wait, you mean that they don’t package it for you either? = New level of Head Ache!&lt;br /&gt;Patents take money, and lots of it. = Thoughts of ‘This will never work!’&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep your product ‘All American’? = Long term losses in profit, but a better feeling about yourself … sorta …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to see your friends and families faces as they see your product everywhere and how they look to the ground in shame and disappointment? = PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;Getting to go back to your school were they told you that you were worthless and would never amount to anything and tell them not only are you retired at 35 with a million in the bank but you never even finished school? = A dear God level PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;Being looked at possibly as a famous interest because I not only came up with ‘Said Item’, a best selling novel about how the world is looked at so differently from so many different people and a great ontrapanewer (I have no clue how to spell that and spell check isn’t pulling up any variation either … then again I can find that spelling on Google?) big into charity work and things of that nature = Well, we all know that will never happen, it isn’t my luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to have goals ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284854236082892386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVeS7WdwbmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UasujrLK3RU/s320/redneckdream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth, trying to get my comic strip up and going again.More on that shortly I am sure …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-5731041150070100699?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/5731041150070100699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=5731041150070100699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5731041150070100699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5731041150070100699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-whats-going-on.html' title='So, what’s going on …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SVeR9AXWxDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LVClPEB4meU/s72-c/funwiththeblind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-448554886537358949</id><published>2008-12-21T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:03:02.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Issues …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SU8RSVKmfqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pgZJiv14vg/s1600-h/Dumb+Puter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282459894545809058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SU8RSVKmfqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pgZJiv14vg/s320/Dumb+Puter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking up some stuff for some stuff that I needed to look up and low and behold my computer tells me it doesn’t like the site I am trying to go to and then shuts down the Internet browser.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think that way you all dirty minded people, it wasn’t one of those sites!&lt;br /&gt;I, as most people attempt to reopen the browser and load a new web page and low and behold it says “This program cannot display the web page” &amp;amp; most likely I am not connected to the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;What … hum, lets look a little deeper into this then shall we?&lt;br /&gt;I glance down to my model and low and behold all of the little lights on it are on and it seems to be working properly.&lt;br /&gt;I know, lets disconnect the power to the modem and see if that helps to have it reboot … nope.&lt;br /&gt;So, me being of a brilliant level of inelegance decide to restart my computer and see what happens … yea still no connection.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so now that none of that has worked … lets hit it with a Virus Scan and Malware Scan, woot we got something!&lt;br /&gt;I guess we need one better protection ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SU8P5HbNbuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/n0b6sLVGdMc/s1600-h/Internetcondom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282458361849016034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SU8P5HbNbuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/n0b6sLVGdMc/s320/Internetcondom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So … why can’t my computer delete said files?&lt;br /&gt;OK, lets go try this manually!&lt;br /&gt;… So why can’t I delete said file?&lt;br /&gt;Time laps … you know the words “Let’s do the Time Warp AGAIN!!!’&lt;br /&gt;OK, got the file deleted … got all the scans done … did a defragment just because … still not working, what is wrong?!?!&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 3 hours why can’t I figure this out?&lt;br /&gt;… Wait … what’s that blinking yellow explanation mark in the bottom right hand corner?&lt;br /&gt;You know the one that we noted 3 hours ago but passed over because we have ideals and must go through all of the actions that we must because we think that we know what is best and we will get to that latter … O, look a balloon bubble …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I, with my super intelligence and mastery of computer skills have figured out not only what was wrong but also have now indeed fixed it, I can post and tell you that …&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft has a program called Big Fix that flashes a yellow explanation mark when there is a problem and if you click on it there is a good chance it will let you know not only what your problem is, but how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn’t have to call tech support this time!&lt;br /&gt;I have to take what I can get in the ways of how I can view accomplishments!&lt;br /&gt;Shut up I hate you all!&lt;br /&gt;I need a Mac :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-448554886537358949?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/448554886537358949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=448554886537358949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/448554886537358949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/448554886537358949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/computer-issues.html' title='Computer Issues …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SU8RSVKmfqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pgZJiv14vg/s72-c/Dumb+Puter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6054128629518588359</id><published>2008-12-17T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:01:00.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusions of Grandeur …</title><content type='html'>Don’t we all know that person who thinks that they are better then everyone else or that they are just the top dog when everyone else knows that they are not?&lt;br /&gt;Ever think that someone has something like Napoleon syndrome?&lt;br /&gt;Ever think that the people sitting next to you are idiots as you listen in on their conversation?&lt;br /&gt;We have all had the boss, who got the job only God knows how, who in fact doesn’t know a thing about what any of us do, but is sure that his way is the best way.&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it strange how we all look at them and think that we are better or that we could do the job O’ so much better …&lt;br /&gt;My point, we all look down on people.&lt;br /&gt;If you say that you don’t you are a liar and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;No, really if you think that you don’t you are just stupid!&lt;br /&gt;You might not think it but that janitor might have the answer to the problems you have.&lt;br /&gt;That crazy cousin Pat of yours might not have a clue about this and that normally but that one time she might just be the apple you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;We all look at things differently and a collage degree does not make you any smarter then the next guy, just a little more educated.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, haven’t we all been in a place were we realize we don’t fit in and people take note, or when we say something that seems brilliant to us and everyone just blows us off because it’s a dumb ideal to them?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t we all know in some way or another how bad it feels to be looked down a pone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is 3 dimensional for a reason … OK it has more but we aren’t getting into all of that …&lt;br /&gt;As you look at one side of an item and I look at another we see two different things.&lt;br /&gt;This also goes along with upbringing and the paths our lives have taken us.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn’t mean that the Farmer can come in and do the accounting job just as quickly or as easily, or that the accountant can come out and work a field as easily as the farmer.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge in your fiend and education do help but that doesn’t mean that the new guy or the guy down the hall can’t be of help.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day don’t we all need the other people around us no matter what there job is?&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that at anytime we can change places with the person next to us and be in their shoes, so watch your step.&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying about being nice on your way up because you never know who you will meet on your way back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When and how did Humility get lost to the world?&lt;br /&gt;Who gave us the right to judge another anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Also, for those of you who think that you are better then another, I will gladly point out another who is better then you.&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to look down our noses at another and talk badly about them behind there back … you know you do it behind them because you know it’s wrong in your heart and there for will not stand up and say it to there faces.&lt;br /&gt;Saying ‘I don’t normally bad mouth anyone, but …’ doesn’t make it better either!&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of the recipe for Humble Pie, mind you I could use some myself some times … OK a lot of the time … OK shut up about it already, but I think that most all of us could use at least one slice.&lt;br /&gt;Some people need a bakery full of it I think though …&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you are pointing out the people next to you at dinner and making fun of them sit back and think … Are the people on the other side of you thinking the same thing about you and making fun of you?&lt;br /&gt;We could all use a reminder once and a while that no one is above another, and that in fact we all need to wash each others feet a little more often.&lt;br /&gt;Epically you hypocritical Christians …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6054128629518588359?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6054128629518588359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6054128629518588359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6054128629518588359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6054128629518588359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/delusions-of-grandeur.html' title='Delusions of Grandeur …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-917816663186883427</id><published>2008-12-10T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:14:31.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Could have been Memories …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SUBNIZUstAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F69zIR2r4X4/s1600-h/outhouserainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SUBNIZUstAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F69zIR2r4X4/s320/outhouserainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278303569910215682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as a people sit back and get upset sometimes about what we think should have been and then ponder why said things didn’t go the way we wanted them to.&lt;br /&gt;Well, things happen for a reasons weather we can see why or not.&lt;br /&gt;I know I know we have all heard this before and have been told that we must just have faith … this though doesn’t help it or make it any easer as we all know!&lt;br /&gt;That being said … we must have faith that in the long run things will work out for the greater good and that in the end the guy who just lied to get the job that you had wanted will be found out … or that if he doesn’t that something else of equal bad might happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;Some times though things don’t come clear and an answer cannot be found.&lt;br /&gt;At least not in our lives that is, but we are going to move on to that a little latter in this topic.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of world would it be in if we all got what we though we deserved?&lt;br /&gt;What if everyone had won the Lotto?&lt;br /&gt;Or, if everyone was able to keep that first childhood love, because it was right?&lt;br /&gt;The world would be filled with people like Paris Hilton!&lt;br /&gt;Do we really think a world of Hilton’s is a good ideal?&lt;br /&gt;… Speaking about the Hilton’s, what happened to her sister Nicky anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Option #1 Eaten by wolves and now trying to clone her from her three toes they found?&lt;br /&gt;Option #2 Faked wolf attack and cut off a few toes so people would stop looking for her because she was so ashamed of her family?&lt;br /&gt;Option #3 Cleaned up her act because she was afraid to see her girl parts all over the news like her sisters?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, more likely something normal like … whisked away to a nunnery!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point though …&lt;br /&gt;We also need the lowly blue color workers in the world and if we all had our choice no one would ever want to work in the New York Sewers now would they … OK Mike Rowe might but he is a different kind of strange … Steve Erwin would have too, but only because the alligators needed rescuing.&lt;br /&gt;We need the negativity and pain though to grow and learn.&lt;br /&gt;We need the heartbreak and horrors to show us, and or others, what it could be like in a world with no pain.&lt;br /&gt;We might not like it or understand it, but, we all have our place and lot in life weather we decided to choose it or not.&lt;br /&gt;We might have chosen to have this life though because it sucks and we might be abused or hungry but our souls can take it. &lt;br /&gt;Hum, that might need more enlightenment …&lt;br /&gt;I look at it like this (fade to your minds eye … but keep reading so stay in the real world … ok read this then try and picture it in your minds eye … yea that’s better … I think …)&lt;br /&gt;So you are sitting up in your pre-spiritual world of your own choice and denomination, and you and your little sibling who is of a slower mind set, because even in this place we need to be better then everyone else, come up to the giant fire pole in the sky and the chief looks down and says ‘Wow little Pat your life is going to suck this time around!’ and then tells little Pat all about how bad it will be.&lt;br /&gt;You being the good sibling that you are know that simple minded Pat can’t possibly survive this adventure and decide to step up and take the role yourself and plummet toward Earth knowing your life will suck but in the end you helped little Pat out.&lt;br /&gt;You live your life out and ponder what you could have done to deserve this but in the end you get on to your afterlife and sit back realizing for the rest of time that you were the good sibling and it all makes since in the end living out eternity in a joyful mood.&lt;br /&gt;(Insert warm and cuddly feeling here)&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Pat ends up taking over your lot in life and ends up with a good life … being of a slower intellect and an inability to process things very well ends up throwing it all down the drain and befriends Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;The point is, we don’t know what the reason for our lives is.&lt;br /&gt;It could be just so that one day a rich man sees me pandering on the street corner and it is just at that moment that everything in his world clicks and he turns from Scrooge into a wonderful charitable person and starts donates money to this and that.&lt;br /&gt;It could be that your whole life is just so that one day when you are walking down the street you smile at a stranger for no good reason and the thoughts of the world being a horrible place and the thoughts of dirtying the front of a city bus flood out of his mind and he works toward and finds the cure for dog allergies … what a wonderful world that would be!&lt;br /&gt;We just never know!&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy what you have, look forward to the future &amp; don’t dwell on the past and what we think ‘Could have been Memories’ and have faith in the thought that everything does happen for some reason weather we understand it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-917816663186883427?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/917816663186883427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=917816663186883427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/917816663186883427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/917816663186883427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/could-have-been-memories.html' title='Could have been Memories …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SUBNIZUstAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F69zIR2r4X4/s72-c/outhouserainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-65325039630196503</id><published>2008-12-09T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:45:19.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crickets ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ST8sJjterxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gN0iOIEClJU/s1600-h/Blogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ST8sJjterxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gN0iOIEClJU/s320/Blogging.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277985831017950994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more ... &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could then I wouldn't feel like that picture was so true!&lt;br /&gt;I need topics.&lt;br /&gt;How can I rant on just normal things and every day life?&lt;br /&gt;I feel incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;I could, no, that could and would never work ... could it?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I never talk about that ... hum ... I must think on this ...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you all still check this thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-65325039630196503?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/65325039630196503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=65325039630196503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/65325039630196503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/65325039630196503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/crickets.html' title='Crickets ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/ST8sJjterxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gN0iOIEClJU/s72-c/Blogging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-237397717944471494</id><published>2008-12-06T20:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:37:25.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss Plan …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STsozIuEiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2EHJLhcWyas/s1600-h/Fortune+Cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STsozIuEiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2EHJLhcWyas/s320/Fortune+Cookie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276856247373826290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working out not for a few months trying to loose weight.&lt;br /&gt;No one noticed so I am going with I am not doing it that entirely well.&lt;br /&gt;I have though now come up with a wonderful way of dropping off the pounds in no time flat!&lt;br /&gt;It does have a few side effects but over all isn’t being thin the goal and what ever means needed to reach it justifiable?&lt;br /&gt;Even better yet, most of the time you are working on said weight loss you will find yourself asleep and only disturbed few a fee moments every hour or so with the inconvenience of the actual work needed to gain your weight loss goal.&lt;br /&gt;Yes my Brothers and Sister, you guessed it right … ok not a tapeworm you … wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, FOOD POISONING!&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that I have lost around 8 pounds … I will not tell you all why or how but just believe me!&lt;br /&gt;I have lost enough weight that my close are loose and that I can actually see a difference in my size … yeppers, this has been an eye opener!&lt;br /&gt;The thing I think I need to point out most though is if you don’t think that you are meeting your goals drink some milk!&lt;br /&gt;O, yea!&lt;br /&gt;Milk is a magical concoction that coats your stomach walls and … well … disagrees with said Food Poisoning too making you loose the few extra pounds just like that.&lt;br /&gt;All joking aside, I have never had this before, and I would not wish it on anyone!&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that I don’t complain to much about ailments … this is another level of nasty though and people, I am SO sorry for any of you who have gotten it or still might in the future!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go pass out now and … I will leave it at that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-237397717944471494?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/237397717944471494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=237397717944471494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/237397717944471494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/237397717944471494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/12/weight-loss-plan.html' title='Weight Loss Plan …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STsozIuEiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2EHJLhcWyas/s72-c/Fortune+Cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3315420057650069480</id><published>2008-11-30T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:59:50.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and/or Lack of …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STKqXDudByI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cpMFuVF8qX0/s1600-h/procrastination_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STKqXDudByI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cpMFuVF8qX0/s320/procrastination_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274465426718132002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Sunday morning and still rather early in the day, 9am that is.&lt;br /&gt;I have things that I need to do, things that I want to do and then the biggest portion is the things that will get done.&lt;br /&gt;AKA, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I have a big project that I am working on that I started going on 2 months ago that I have really only gotten about 1/6th of it done at best.&lt;br /&gt;I have my comic strip that I keep throwing ideals at but have yet to pick up the pencil toward.&lt;br /&gt;I have a house that still has a few boxes that need to be unpacked for going on over a month now.&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do?&lt;br /&gt;I come and type out a Blog … yeppers I have issues!&lt;br /&gt;It is just like at work I guess?&lt;br /&gt;I go in and do all of the hard things to get them out of the way and then sit around doing nothing and avoiding the little things until I can’t any longer and then run around doing all of them … then go back to sitting around for a few more hours.&lt;br /&gt;You all know how much sitting around I do … let’s give you an ideal shall we?&lt;br /&gt;I go in at 7:30, I grab my keys and open my shop at 7:45, I then go and sit in my office listening to the radio until 8:30, then my guys show up and they come in and tell me about there nights and make coffee, about 9ish I get out of my office and walk over to another building to look at my E-mail and purchasing reports and make fun of the security officer, 9:45/10ish I go back to my shop and tell the guys what all is going on and at this point possibly go grab up a broken vehicle for them to work on because they are bored, 11am Lunch, 12pm return from lunch and see what all I missed, 12:05 go check the mail and hang out in the admin building until about 1pm, go back to my shop and if needed order parts or go get another vehicle because the guys fixed the first one already … damn them for being quick and proficient … 1pm sit down and listen to the radio and the guys who are bored again come in and tell me about there lives … I do more social work then anyone knows … 2pm I’ll go check the computer again and mess with before mentioned security officer yet again, 2:45 go back to shop and start cleaning up, 3pm do a quick inventory and lock things up saying goodnight to my guys, 3:30 the guys get picked up and I end up in my office listening to the radio, 4pm lock everything down and go home for the day.&lt;br /&gt;That is honestly how my days roll out.&lt;br /&gt;I have a vehicle break down I will either go grab it or send a tow truck, my wife might need some help for a few moments or someone else might but over all … that’s my day! &lt;br /&gt;So then I get home!&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and have to walk the dog, then I check my E-mail and read my online comics and about the time I finish the wife gets home. We lay around for 30 min or so and talk about our days then I get up and do something or other until dinner needs to be made and then around 7:30pm after eating I might go work out real quick or not.&lt;br /&gt;Then in bed by 10pm and asleep by 10:01&lt;br /&gt;You now know my day … what does all of this entail for you, you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;I am still stalling because I don’t feel like starting my other projects L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3315420057650069480?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3315420057650069480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3315420057650069480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3315420057650069480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3315420057650069480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-andor-lack-of_30.html' title='Time and/or Lack of …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/STKqXDudByI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cpMFuVF8qX0/s72-c/procrastination_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6638193885754976057</id><published>2008-11-26T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:24:59.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Time ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SS2F9A1Hb7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AwRJmEoefGI/s1600-h/turkey-mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SS2F9A1Hb7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AwRJmEoefGI/s320/turkey-mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273018021962018738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey day, yea some call it a celebration but I prefer to think of it as mass genocide!&lt;br /&gt;This is the day we all gather around and think about how good we have it as we attempt to figure out new ways to cook a creature of another race.&lt;br /&gt;How would we feel if Aliens came down and decided to cook us for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess we would be afraid, you would kind of know what it felt like to be a tribe in South Africa who find out there new neighbors like good old fashioned Long Pig.&lt;br /&gt;We have come a long way from the good old days of cooking turkey on a spit or in the ground on leaves, and because of this I think we have lost some of the magic.&lt;br /&gt;That is I mean people took to baking turkeys in the oven for so long that they made it not so special anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Most people think that they can cook a turkey too and that’s a whole other issue you lords of dryness!&lt;br /&gt;A few years back though some crazed redneck, I am guessing a redneck but come on you will think it too, decided to drop a whole turkey into a big pot of boiling oil … being of redneck ingenuity we are still not sure if it was vegetable, lard motor or something else but we are positive it was not Olive oil … rednecks for some reason dislike olive oil as much as they do deodorant and proper tooth care …&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold … the next great thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SS2GOtmRe8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/EXYBAtgMkcE/s1600-h/Deep+Fried+Turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SS2GOtmRe8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/EXYBAtgMkcE/s320/Deep+Fried+Turkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273018326037134274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had deep fried turkey now a few years in a row and this is the first year without. &lt;br /&gt;(Whimper &amp; Cry)&lt;br /&gt;It is the best … nah the ONLY way a turkey should be cooked in my mind now!&lt;br /&gt;There are certain issues with it though that people need to take into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;If you are old and/or have a hard time picking up a 16 pound bird, have stupid children or pets, or are just in general referred to as not so bright you should not try deep frying a turkey.&lt;br /&gt;Hum, I think I just contradicted myself because rednecks can do it … hum must be a strange genetic abnormality that allows them some how.&lt;br /&gt;The average number of house fires is 800 a year from people messing up this magical art.&lt;br /&gt;Back to some form of a point though … So many people forget what the day is about. &lt;br /&gt;It isn’t about the killing of hundreds of thousands of birds.&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t about how we took over the Native Americans home land and forced them into the lives they now live after they saved our dumb butts way back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t about getting to see family once a year so that we can act like we like each other trying to get into each others wills … and then go home and bad mouth each other … OK it is about that too but again not the point …&lt;br /&gt;It IS though about being thankful for who and what we have.&lt;br /&gt;We might think that we don’t have a lot but I have been and scene third world countries and we have so much!&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment and look around and see what all you have to be thankful for and about.&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this that means you more then likely have it SO much better then so many others but again look around and take note.&lt;br /&gt;We all say thanks for this and that but so many of us say it in passing because we are supposed to and not realize that we take most of it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my friends, family, job and all of the perks that come with it. &lt;br /&gt;I’m thankful also for a house, working vehicles and so many other things.&lt;br /&gt;That’s just the tip of the iceberg though!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying not to go into preacher mode … hum … that would be a different direction to take my life into … sorry was thinking with my fingers again … just saying take note of all the little things too.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day, enjoy your lives, enjoy each other and enjoy your Turkey … mind you  they now think turkey was not at the first Turkey day dinner from a diary entry they found but that’s another story …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note!&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else think that Thanksgiving is really pushed by the Native Americans because they know that after we eat we get lazy and one Thanksgiving they are going to riot and uproar and take the country back … or is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6638193885754976057?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6638193885754976057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6638193885754976057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6638193885754976057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6638193885754976057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-time.html' title='Turkey Time ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SS2F9A1Hb7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AwRJmEoefGI/s72-c/turkey-mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1993767770798025860</id><published>2008-11-20T18:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:38:40.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Wife and I …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SSX0jndJ81I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Set6VMjr7uI/s1600-h/Be+a+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SSX0jndJ81I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Set6VMjr7uI/s320/Be+a+Bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270887831630902098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is about La Wife and not me ... well not completly being a bear would be cool, a boy bear that is ... shut up and read on already!&lt;br /&gt;La Wife and I have been looking for a new pet.&lt;br /&gt;Something to keep Wonder Mutt company and entertain us as needed.&lt;br /&gt;Quick side note, I am not sure why the wife is being referenced as Hispanic, and incorrectly I might add, but it seems to fit in my warped world so moving on …&lt;br /&gt;We also watched a show a while back about bears, yes we know we have no lives again moving on …&lt;br /&gt;They said that a bear has a nose that is 10 thousand times stronger then a dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, literally can smell them farts a mile away … in regards to my father 10 miles I fear. &lt;br /&gt;Poor, poor bear’s!&lt;br /&gt;So, that made us think … what if they had Police Bears!&lt;br /&gt;O’yea, they can fun about 45 miles per hour as needed, they have thick fur and hides so that’s like bullet proof vests, they are supper strong and can smell better then dogs … well they more then likely smell much worse then dogs … and also not very kid friendly I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;You could mind you send the bear up the tree to get the child or kitten … you might not like what you get when it comes down though …&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure that this could work around here in Florida but how about up north?&lt;br /&gt;Crime rates might drop.&lt;br /&gt;Fleeing from the cops on foot … O yea if a dog will rip you up think what Yogi will do.&lt;br /&gt;Another issue will be transporting them to and fro … hehe Alaska could have Polar Bears.&lt;br /&gt;To some form of a point or another … I don’t think a bear cub would be a good pet!&lt;br /&gt;House breaking it would be … well … yea you all I am sure get the ideal.&lt;br /&gt;So, I fear another dog or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just passing on a little out of my warped mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1993767770798025860?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1993767770798025860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1993767770798025860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1993767770798025860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1993767770798025860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/la-wife-and-i.html' title='La Wife and I …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SSX0jndJ81I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Set6VMjr7uI/s72-c/Be+a+Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7265399364394026962</id><published>2008-11-13T08:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:36:06.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Car Talk ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRwr77G-rHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/85vEz5As6_o/s1600-h/Fatman_Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRwr77G-rHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/85vEz5As6_o/s320/Fatman_Car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268133972595879026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars are getting smaller, but people are getting bigger … anyone else see a problem with this? &lt;br /&gt;THAT’S IT!!! &lt;br /&gt;I know what to make and make millions!!! &lt;br /&gt;A Car Horn! &lt;br /&gt;No I know they already have hors you sillies but how about something like a shoehorn for when we all need that little extra Oomph when we can’t suck it in enough! &lt;br /&gt;O’yea … I needs some graph paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again we have the elderly …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRwryen7-pI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kmSJhjV2c_E/s1600-h/Old_Driver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRwryen7-pI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kmSJhjV2c_E/s320/Old_Driver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268133810330663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always wanted that pretty Cadillac and have decided now that they are to short to see over the steering wheel, to decrepit to turn there necks to see oncoming traffic, to over medicated to realize that there aren’t any purple chickens in the road and of course to slow to react that now is the time to buy one!&lt;br /&gt;They need to get out though and see Adam and Eve at the morning restaurant to eat there prunes and try and remember yesteryear because this really might be the last time they see them … old age has to suck!&lt;br /&gt;They grip about how people are driving so fast down the road and don’t realize either A) the speed limits have changed in the last 50 years or B) they are only doing 30 under the speed limit but to them it’s fast because a horse could never go that quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, old people need big cars … big people need little cars … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t have a point I just was thinking about this and wanted to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I think I do after all!&lt;br /&gt;The elderly should be forced to have to go and renew their driver’s license with not only an eye exam but also a practical exam.&lt;br /&gt;We all know that they are just renewing through the mail and they know that they should be driving.&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to take away their intendance but come one … it isn’t safe anymore and they just keep getting older.&lt;br /&gt;Does Great, Great Grandma with 2 cataracts need to be on the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I did bring up fat people and little cars so we have to point out something negative about them too to be fare …&lt;br /&gt;… hum … this is hard …&lt;br /&gt;I got it! &lt;br /&gt;When you pull up to the fast food window you have a touch screen that you put in what type of car and how many people are in it.&lt;br /&gt;Then you roll up onto a scale and if you exceed the amount you have to walk in to get your order in an attempt to help you loose weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t say it was a good ideal but I tried a little …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7265399364394026962?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7265399364394026962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7265399364394026962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7265399364394026962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7265399364394026962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-car-talk.html' title='More Car Talk ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRwr77G-rHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/85vEz5As6_o/s72-c/Fatman_Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3007824877849135702</id><published>2008-11-12T16:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:50:36.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Industry …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRtPoEh7VvI/AAAAAAAAADg/x8OiJYw2FMw/s1600-h/car-assembly-line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRtPoEh7VvI/AAAAAAAAADg/x8OiJYw2FMw/s320/car-assembly-line.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267891738969331442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are supposed to bail out the car industry now because they are going belly up.&lt;br /&gt;This bothers me, a lot actually!&lt;br /&gt;These companies have been told that they need to come up with more fuel friendly cars by the American government and keep saying that they can’t because it takes time.&lt;br /&gt;Now we find out that in Europe they have had these vehicles for some time now because there government wouldn’t back down to them.&lt;br /&gt;The major car companies are now going to bring these plans and models over to America and make it work.&lt;br /&gt;A little to late if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Another issue I am having is, does everyone remember when the carmaker unions went on strike to get more money because $32 an hour wasn’t good enough they needed $40?&lt;br /&gt;The average starting pay up there is $24 an hour … go union!&lt;br /&gt;This being said though, gives the employees an option, less money or no money and see what they choice?&lt;br /&gt;These companies up there are taking away pensions of the people who have worked hard for years and earned what they are getting … if they can take away the little mans pension why not cancel the severance pay of the CEO who ran the company into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;You know the guy who is getting 86Million as he is fired!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point though, this is just one area that we are helping the big guy who doesn’t know what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;If I run a small business and go belly up I loose out with nothing to show for it. &lt;br /&gt;They do it and WAM, free money and we will make it all right.&lt;br /&gt;The reason the Car industry is not doing so well is because other companies like Toyota are making a better car with more options, better gas, better warranties and lower costs.&lt;br /&gt;The industry will not die, it will just get shuffled around so that someone else is making the money.&lt;br /&gt;This is SO easy to fix people … STOP BEING SO DARN GREEDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I should be doing is opening my own business and taking all of the profit and my savings and giving it to the congress and senators so that in the end I will make millions … hum this isn’t that bad of an ideal actually now is it …&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me as I go come up with ‘Some Dumb Name Here’ products line … how about glow in the dark flip flops … that’s dumb enough to work isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a quick rant … sucks to be you all to have to read it … all 3 of you …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3007824877849135702?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3007824877849135702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3007824877849135702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3007824877849135702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3007824877849135702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/car-industry.html' title='The Car Industry …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRtPoEh7VvI/AAAAAAAAADg/x8OiJYw2FMw/s72-c/car-assembly-line.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6096189068132253740</id><published>2008-11-11T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:20:37.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Veterans Day …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRmikNDj9tI/AAAAAAAAADY/oGeTLQMcJlE/s1600-h/pow_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRmikNDj9tI/AAAAAAAAADY/oGeTLQMcJlE/s320/pow_mia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267419982050096850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to never use the same picture and believe it or not go searching for something that goes with the topic. &lt;br /&gt;Today’s picture though I didn’t feel could be used again because to be honest the POW/MIA flag I think says it all in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people get today off and enjoy not having to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;That’s cool, because the people today is about fought so that you could do that.&lt;br /&gt;Some people go lay flowers at the graves of their friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;Some go to the bar and drink one for their lost comrades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter what you say or don’t say, do or don’t do.&lt;br /&gt;These men and woman didn’t fight so that you would get up and pay them homage.&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t die so that you would say a kind world or thank them when you see them.&lt;br /&gt;They did the opposite it in fact so that you could ignore them and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;They fought and died for your freedom to choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make this Blog fun and entertaining to try and put a smile on your faces … not today though, this topic and I have come up with a strange problem … the lack of not enough intense words to describe the situation … this is the first time in a long time I had a tear in my eye …&lt;br /&gt;So I give you a choice, as the Veterans who this is about have also given us … read on or stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what you do, I just feel like I am supposed to write it down.&lt;br /&gt;That’s the luxury of living in this Country, Freedom to choice or Freedom in general, and the reason we are supposed to … is celebrate the right word?&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it should be more like a day of humbling and appreciation to me anyway but then again who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted before about our Veterans and what they have done, been through and how some of them are forced to live still today.&lt;br /&gt;Some were forced to join through the draft, or criminal sentencing.&lt;br /&gt;Most joined though because that’s what was expected of them as the youth of our nation.&lt;br /&gt;You know back when people were proud to be Americans and trusted blindly in the Government and what it said needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;We have lost that and our youth have lost more because of it … not the blind faith in the Government part, that’s has been lost because of there actions …&lt;br /&gt;They think that it is just there right to be able to do and say what ever they want … they are right though, it is. &lt;br /&gt;It has already been paid for by someone else, so they don’t understand what the cost was and what it might be in the future again. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t like we won the greater war that ended all war, just the combats of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;All we have done is make a payment so to say on our freedom … get ready, another one might be do soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke and laugh about my military career, I mean come on 16 months and most of it state side?&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I did go over to the Middle East and got to appreciate what the difference between America and a Third World country truly is.&lt;br /&gt;I got to know what it is like to have people in tanks pointing at me, I got to know what it was like to have people with guns aimed at me … I got to know what it looks like to see a pre-teen child holding an AK-47 pointed at me with no hesitation about pulling the trigger in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the point though, I know nothing, I don’t even consider myself a Veteran because I have scene the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;We still have real Veterans who when they hear a door slam hit the ground and crawl under a car looking for cover because it takes them back to the war.&lt;br /&gt;We have Veterans who one is blind and another is in a wheel chair and they work together because that’s what the need to do to get around.&lt;br /&gt;We still have Veterans who can’t even get out of bed, just lie there with no legs or arms, burned from head to toe and live in a life of pain who say that it was worth it just to have the knowledge that there family and friends don’t speak German today&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, we still have men who are without a leg and arm still stand up on there own as the Pledge of Allegiance is said because it is what we should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are heroes, some of them didn’t get treated like it when they got back, some of them took up the bottle and drugs to try and forget, but heroes none the less&lt;br /&gt;Now we have more kids coming back from another war.&lt;br /&gt;We respect them and treat them like kings … isn’t it strange how different it is now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to the VA Hospital I am seeing less and less of the older Veterans and more and more of the younger, not because they are treated better, but because most of there bodies are finally giving up.&lt;br /&gt;I see more and more drug and alcohol abuse and treatment there now.&lt;br /&gt;If I saw what I did in my short time, what did they have to do?&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the trigger as a 5 year old child who is running toward you because the man on the other side of the wall told him you would give him food for his family if he would deliver this package to you?&lt;br /&gt;You all hear about it and see it in movies, unless you have been there you have no damn clue and don’t think you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t do or say enough about myself, and what I saw and did.&lt;br /&gt;I like it that way and appreciate that no one pushing it. &lt;br /&gt;It’s been 12 years since I got out and I still have nightmares and cold chills when I think about that short time over there and we didn’t do ANYTHING in comparison to the men and woman who fought, died and now live with the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I feel I am just ranting, not even making a point just kind of beating a dead horse.&lt;br /&gt;So I will close this with just a few more lines … or not …&lt;br /&gt;You have the right … no the gift as Americans to do or say whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don’t forget why or how you got it.&lt;br /&gt;You might be bothered by the Veteran talking to himself on the bus, or the one that smells a little off begging for change.&lt;br /&gt;Although you have the right to say what you want … don’t you dare say a damn negative word to them or about them.&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t bad enough that they are crippled both physically and mentally with nothing to show for it and nothing to look forward to except for that next disability check so they can buy another bottle of liquid forget?&lt;br /&gt;So, you see the Veteran with his jacket covered in pins with his dog, his only friend anymore, sitting in a wheelchair with no legs and a sign asking for help … and you walk on by?&lt;br /&gt;The VERY LEAST you can do, is to say thank you!&lt;br /&gt;He might be faking, he might not even be a Veteran, but, the chances are he isn’t because that’s the condition we have left our Veterans in.&lt;br /&gt;Play the Star Spangled Banner and lets see what he does.&lt;br /&gt;I will put money down that he sits up as high in that wheelchair as he can taking his hat off and then puts it over his heart.&lt;br /&gt;He will not say anything to anyone who doesn’t though, he might be a little upset because more and more don’t but that’s what he fought for … you to have the freedom to do what you want and feels right to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our Veterans, not just today, but every day!&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t respect them, respect what they have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I have to say … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’yea, this falls into one of the areas I don’t want to be asked about too … not the other Veterans but about my time over sea’s … it is a joke and pathetic, but it is my joke and pathetic memory to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6096189068132253740?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRmikNDj9tI/AAAAAAAAADY/oGeTLQMcJlE/s72-c/pow_mia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6157352245084910808</id><published>2008-11-08T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:45:01.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRWz3Gv7npI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vGy8ycF7PUk/s1600-h/transformers-and-gi-joe_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRWz3Gv7npI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vGy8ycF7PUk/s320/transformers-and-gi-joe_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266313098565492370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife wondered off to some religious thing last night and left me all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was left with little food and a crazed pony running around trying to bite my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Things had to change so I jumped into my handy dandy little car and drove to visit my friends at UCF … Hijinks did ensue but that’s a different story!&lt;br /&gt;So, then I came home, walked the insane pony and threw myself into the cold lonely bed reminding me of the time before I had my lovely wife and for the first time in a long time and in a new house that still feels strange I felt … WONFERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;No one taking up the whole bed, trying to snuggle and pushing me off of the side, taking all of the comforter and best of all … well … ok it sucked I guess I have gotten used to it but I am trying to sound all cool but to be honest I was lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I awoke to a little horse bouncing around demanding that she needed to go sniff an anthill or something and making me get out of bed at the crack of dawn … or 9am as it might have been to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came in and decided to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about disappointment!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday mornings used to be the bomb-digity of good times, what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all little kids shows now.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid vomit inducing computer generated trash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I remember my mom not wanting me to watch Transformers or G.I. Joe and so many other things because they were violent but come on. &lt;br /&gt;What happened to Cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;Is this some government ploy to make children not want to sit inside and make them get outside and play in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;If so cool, what about me though?&lt;br /&gt;I NEED cartoons!&lt;br /&gt;Anima is good and all but it just doesn’t hit the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we think it is Ok to have stupid mind numbing things for children and then throw them into shows like the new 90210 where in the opening screen a girl is in the truck with a guy, who we find out is not only not his girlfriend but we can’t see her head until he is done smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need a happy middle ground.&lt;br /&gt;I vote COOL CARTOONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also say that TEVO is great. &lt;br /&gt;How about Parents actually sit down and watch or just fast forward through a show there kids want to watch and see what it is all about instead of trusting in what the TV producers think is good for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr … I want my cartoons back darn it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6157352245084910808?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6157352245084910808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6157352245084910808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6157352245084910808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6157352245084910808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-morning.html' title='Saturday Morning …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRWz3Gv7npI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vGy8ycF7PUk/s72-c/transformers-and-gi-joe_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8312028207085120481</id><published>2008-11-04T17:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:41:53.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRDPb4m16aI/AAAAAAAAADI/rriaJ1-shVU/s1600-h/I_Voted_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRDPb4m16aI/AAAAAAAAADI/rriaJ1-shVU/s320/I_Voted_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264936042354829730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should vote.&lt;br /&gt;It is your right and so many people have fought and died to give you the right to say what is on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, people have also fought and died to give you the right to sit on your butt and not vote too.&lt;br /&gt;The big problems with elections are so many people lie and cheat to get their person into the winning spot.&lt;br /&gt;Right now up north the Black Panthers have surrounded a few precincts to run off the mostly white voters.&lt;br /&gt;Another man has found a way to vote over 5000 times.&lt;br /&gt;So, what gives some people the right to stop others from doing and or getting what they want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my wife and I just got done reading the sample ballet and our heads were spinning trying to figure out what exactly it says.&lt;br /&gt;You all can say what you wish about me not being the brightest, but she is bright.&lt;br /&gt;They dance around the wording to make it sound this way and that so that in the end you not only don’t know what the ticket item is about but also if you want to vote for it or against it.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t we have people who are supposed to read these things and decide if what it says makes since?&lt;br /&gt;I have a simple thought on this … you know I have thoughts on most things and that’s why you all read this silly Blog and you know it … take it to a middle and or high school and ask the students to tell you what it says.&lt;br /&gt;If a child doesn’t understand it that means that most adults will not either, and even more of the elderly might have anxiety attacks while trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that we look at this though, tonight is going to be historic!&lt;br /&gt;Either we get a Female in the White House or a non Caucasian.&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I have decided that at this point either has plusses and minuses so who ever wins we can stand behind with little complaint so life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question though, lets say that McCain wins, and the he dies or something else happens to him so that he can’t take over office does his Vice take over as President Elect and then get sworn in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all also have fears of Obama winning and being assassinated? &lt;br /&gt;So many people can’t get past the race issue and I think he will be targeted.&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to bet that he has had a few attempts toward him already.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love fanatics and people who forget that America is a melting pot and that with each generation we are slowly becoming a nation of mixed blood and heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next issue is all of the people who will be bitching tomorrow and a few months down the line about the actions of the next President, Congress and/or all the other elected items … who didn’t get out and vote to stop it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8312028207085120481?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8312028207085120481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8312028207085120481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8312028207085120481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8312028207085120481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='Election Day …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SRDPb4m16aI/AAAAAAAAADI/rriaJ1-shVU/s72-c/I_Voted_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6973334659652702531</id><published>2008-11-01T22:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:06:16.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wife’s Birthday …</title><content type='html'>I know, all of you must be gripping the edges of your seats awaiting the stories of loot and treasure that she got … brace yourselves and be astounded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to her peeps house, aka the ‘Lama Den’ (That’s the first initial of each of there names moved around to make us smile when we talk about them) … not to be mistaken with where certain terrorists might be hiding with weapons of mass destruction.  &lt;br /&gt;Having herself fully ready to open her treasures of mass enjoyment she found that she was … if you really want to know make her tell you and or demand a Blog from her like I am now encouraging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a early dinner / late lunch at about 2pm and sat around joking and having a good old time until around 8 or 9 then decided to leave out to continue our adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we move on toward my side of the evening and the only thing that matters, what I got her … it’s my Bloguverse so deal with it people and learn that no matter what it is all about me one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;It’s good to be the younger child … wait … no not always but that’s another days Blog I fear!&lt;br /&gt;We got to the car, drove home, talked for a while and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;No you perverts not like that I didn’t have a gift for her … I know I am horrible.&lt;br /&gt;We just got a house, went on a cruise and are flat broke what did you expect from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come on would I do that … shut up you!&lt;br /&gt;I was going to give her gift to her the next day, that didn’t work out so well so we waited until this weekend to go and take care of the all mighty and wonderful gift of gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sent E-mails, phone calls, filled out an application and even had an investigation put on me to find out more about me!&lt;br /&gt;I know, I put some work into this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we went for a drive … a little longer then I thought after somehow we made about a 20 mile circle because someone wouldn’t listen to someone else who might know the area better then him … how could map quest be wrong though I ask you?&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at a little park in Tampa in the very back corner there was a little ‘Bark Park’ and low and behold about 35’ish beagle puppies running around in need of a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife was surprised and I got one over on her … go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed and played and fell in love with more then a few, watched the one I came to see go home to another loving family and then found the one the wife fell in love with. &lt;br /&gt;Beauregard III … The third means he is important or good right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SQ0KwX7c7fI/AAAAAAAAADA/AqdyDRW2k_I/s1600-h/Beauregard+III.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SQ0KwX7c7fI/AAAAAAAAADA/AqdyDRW2k_I/s320/Beauregard+III.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263875365639351794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came, we saw, we fell in love … and left him there …&lt;br /&gt;We are going back to meet up with them again next Saturday with our little wonder mutt to see if they get along.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you all in the loop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6973334659652702531?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6973334659652702531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6973334659652702531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6973334659652702531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6973334659652702531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/11/wifes-birthday.html' title='The Wife’s Birthday …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SQ0KwX7c7fI/AAAAAAAAADA/AqdyDRW2k_I/s72-c/Beauregard+III.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-5125924196841173326</id><published>2008-10-27T21:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:31:35.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I have been working on other things …</title><content type='html'>I don’t feel like telling you all about them yet, so I not going to.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, they take up a lot of time and is a bother.&lt;br /&gt;I just keep working on them and it seems that they get no closer to being done.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of like … well … I don’t know what it’s like but it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I am not even sure that they are worth all of the work … the things I do for my fans.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I don’t have any fan.&lt;br /&gt;If I did though I would be a good roll model I am sure. &lt;br /&gt;Kind enough to let you take my picture … I might even sign a picture of myself for you. &lt;br /&gt;No promises mind you, so don’t get your hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;If you need a copy of my signature, well that would mean that you have some issues and more then likely might be a stalker to boot. &lt;br /&gt;So, you should go to a restaurant that I have been to and try and get a copy of my receipt from my waiter.&lt;br /&gt;If you long for a lock of my lovely hair though … you really need help!&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the point at hand, I hope that what I am working will be done soon … I doubt it though … and also that when they are done that you all are happy with them. &lt;br /&gt;I am sure that for the right prices I might even be willing to part with said items when they are completed … of course, if you are some crazed stalker you might try and break in and steel said items and then kill me so that they might be worth more on the black market being that they are from a dead artist.&lt;br /&gt;Be forewarned, I have a wild dog and a gun … wild in the fact that she lived on the streets and knows how to take care of herself … yea like run and hide under the bed … and my gun might or might not have been lost in the move … I could or could not have gone and bought ammunition for it too I might add … not likely because of my hatred of guns but you will not know until you show up you crazy stalker you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-5125924196841173326?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/5125924196841173326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=5125924196841173326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5125924196841173326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5125924196841173326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-have-been-working-on-other-things.html' title='So I have been working on other things …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8115012725029179345</id><published>2008-10-26T12:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:58:38.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Immigration …</title><content type='html'>So, we all came over here on a little boat, ok our ancestors did, ok some of our ancestors walked over even before that, but that isn’t the point.&lt;br /&gt;So, no one is actually from here.&lt;br /&gt;No such thing as a true Native American.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, we came, we saw, we everything out of greed and made up a bunch of laws that we thought would be a good ideal, and some that were not but again, not the point.&lt;br /&gt;So now we have this big immigration issue were people are trying to come to America and do this and that saying that no one owns this country and we have no right to tell them to leave … or not come in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;So, I got an e-mail saying a bunch of stuff but it stuck out to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can I leave here and go anywhere les in the world and demand government aid? Demand them to speak English so that I can understand them?&lt;br /&gt;Demand free healthcare, or money to open up my own business?&lt;br /&gt;I have no problems with people coming here legally, but don’t we have enough criminals without others coming in illegally?&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I was talking to my … wife’s brother’s wife … isn’t that like a 3rd cousin twice removed or something that always hurts my head … that is of Porto Rican decent. She was saying how she can’t even go there and walk around without fear in a few places and they always tell American’s to not leave the beaten path when ever they visit because it isn’t safe.&lt;br /&gt;So, why do we hold that Porto Rico as a property of America?&lt;br /&gt;They can come here but we can’t go there?&lt;br /&gt;They can come and vote in and on our elections but if I go down there and speak my m and I will get stabbed?&lt;br /&gt;So I am wondering, what did or do we get out of the deal?&lt;br /&gt;I mean other then Ricky Martin and some other lovely people and of course the beautiful woman!&lt;br /&gt;Hum … Mama Sita’s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8115012725029179345?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8115012725029179345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8115012725029179345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8115012725029179345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8115012725029179345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/immigration.html' title='Immigration …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7142638863913002372</id><published>2008-10-23T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:16:34.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about work …</title><content type='html'>The wife and I have a lot going on at work right now.&lt;br /&gt;We have a big Audit coming up and the also we are both stuck working on trying to open up this new Prison. &lt;br /&gt;I know, who would have thought that we are important to be doing something like that?&lt;br /&gt;On top of being a little backed up from taking a week off too.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is the wife’s Birthday, I really should figure out a gift already I might add, and we are going to try and relax a little. &lt;br /&gt;No the cruise was not relaxing enough … didn’t you read that Blog?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t a little relaxation sound nice though?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it will happen … let us hope, but we all know the truth of the matter don’t we.&lt;br /&gt;I am guessing something like this will happen …&lt;br /&gt;We go to dinner and someone has there dog with them, because of that stupid law you old people passed (GRR!), and it decided to come over and sniff my leg. I reach down to pet it and it attacks me … I smack the dog away and then start to sneeze because I am allergic to them after all. The owner of the little yappy fur ball, an X-military guy in his 70’s comes over and having an Alzheimer’s moment thinks he is in his 30’s and decided to punch me in the face. Mind you my Ninja skills and reaction times are now diminished because of not only not wishing to get in trouble for hurting the elderly, but also the blurry vision that I have from the rabid dog attack. &lt;br /&gt;My wife sees that I am not at my normal peak of human physical perfection and decides to step in and help, pushing the man away from me.&lt;br /&gt;At which point he falls down breaking not one but both hips, knocks his man wig off his bald and wrinkly old head and then his teeth out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;The police show up and stick me with a disturbing the peace, animal abuse and being too sexy for an establishment of such low esteem.&lt;br /&gt;The wife gets thrown in the pokey for abusing the elderly, but is soon released because she is to pretty for jail … I am so glad that that teacher set that precedence!&lt;br /&gt;So, now that you know how my weekend looks like it will turn out, wish us the best and be grateful if you hear anything else form me for the next 5 to 10!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7142638863913002372?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7142638863913002372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7142638863913002372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7142638863913002372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7142638863913002372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/talking-about-work.html' title='Talking about work …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3906077998341166899</id><published>2008-10-22T16:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:24:24.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still not a lot to say …</title><content type='html'>I am trying but all of my brain efforts are going toward another project right now. &lt;br /&gt;No one seems to be looking at this thing anyway so I guess it is all good?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of hurts my feelings though … I mean I am at least trying and that seems to be more then I can say about you all.&lt;br /&gt;Dear old Step Father posted a few things when I was gone and has said nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;My Evil Sister has not only not posted but made it so that I am not invited to read one of her Blogs … that is Evil!&lt;br /&gt;Then Dear old Mom and Dad, even Wife and Sister-in-law don’t even have Blogs.&lt;br /&gt;So why do I try so hard I ask?&lt;br /&gt;Because I care!&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am moving back over to my other works right now and I might say a little more tomorrow … wait I get it … you all like these short little blogs so you can read them quickly!&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want to read through three pages of words to say, ‘our vacation had some problems but it was fun … we guess …’&lt;br /&gt;Well fine then!&lt;br /&gt;Be that way and see what you get in the future … I was going to share a heartfelt something with all of you but now I am hurt … or gassy some times it is hard to tell … well no gas hurts too some times but I am sure I am off topic at this point.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all sooner or latter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3906077998341166899?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3906077998341166899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3906077998341166899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3906077998341166899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3906077998341166899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-not-lot-to-say.html' title='Still not a lot to say …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4555469019854834540</id><published>2008-10-21T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:15:01.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel bad ...</title><content type='html'>I am slacking on my Blog … I mean, it’s my Bloguverse and I keep putting it aside for new projects. &lt;br /&gt;That doesn’t seem fare now does it?&lt;br /&gt;It is the basses to why I started doing other things in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to devote more time but I do have a few other projects in the works and real life is slamming the Wife and I right now.&lt;br /&gt;We still need to finish unpacking and taking over a week off of work really set us back.&lt;br /&gt;All is well though and to the best of my knowledge I am still not pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;That is such a good thing because right now I don’t think the Wife and I are finically stable enough for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4555469019854834540?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4555469019854834540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4555469019854834540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4555469019854834540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4555469019854834540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-bad.html' title='I feel bad ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6126410248555198576</id><published>2008-10-20T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:58:32.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, now we are back …</title><content type='html'>We got back from our little trip and came home all in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;The one piece is the good part …&lt;br /&gt;My Mother-in-law and Sister-in-law stayed at our house and watched over Wonder Mutt.&lt;br /&gt;A thousand thanks for that you two, you all have been so kind to help us out with that on each of our trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about the trip … why is it that every time the wife and I go on one of these trips it some how ends up with us nearly kicking the bucket?&lt;br /&gt;The cruise was fine, food was good, entertainment … well I don’t know I slept a LOT, over all good times on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Mexico, now mind you the wife and I have been there before so we kind of ditched out on seeing the local area and took an all day excursion.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived a little late into port, about an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;We had picked the Mayan Ruins of Tulum as our adventure this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure it was, well the trip over to it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;We had to travel to the mainland, and needed to take a smaller boat to travel the miles of ocean to said mainland.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice boat, comfy seats, big enough for my fat butt, and the whole ship was air-conditioned too, and I know sounds lovely … right?&lt;br /&gt;The stewardess was telling us that we had a few restrooms in the back and handing out drinks and … wait … what is that?&lt;br /&gt;Barf Bags?&lt;br /&gt;O’ that’s cute and funny everyone gets a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea … I don’t know how fast we were going … fast though and that boat was not meant to go that fast, especially over choppy and open water!&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going airborne more then a few times … We could look out the side windows and see nothing but sky on that side and then nothing but ocean on the other … then a slam down and it would be the exact opposite on the opposite side!&lt;br /&gt;After about 5 min, the bags got handed out to about everyone … some to the same people after only just getting one … this was NOT good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife and were giggling and having a good time until after about 10 min and the sounds of others not enjoying themselves got a little to much to stand.&lt;br /&gt;So what do we do you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Throw our MP3 players in our ears and enjoy the ride … O’yea AIRBORN!!!&lt;br /&gt;After about another 5 min of this though we grabbed a bag each after the aroma of the boat turned sour … yea that’s a nice way to say it I think …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say out of the about 35 people in the front of the boat, I have no clue about the back of the boat, we were some of the few, the proud and the only ones to not have to us our bags!!! &lt;br /&gt;GO US!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was not a pretty sight … or smell for that matter I might add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next though, after jumping off the boat ramp … that was swaying every direction on a compass at least 10 to 20 inches each way of said compass … we got onto our air-conditioned tour bus!&lt;br /&gt;We then traveled about 45 min through the country to the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;At this point we were told that instead of the 2 hours or so that we were told we would have to go exploring we would have … about a ½ hour … WHAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK, so the tour guide walks us in and starts talking … slowly … so I ask ‘As long as we are back in time we can go on our own right?’ the answer was sure and the Wife and I were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to make the best of it … and got back to the bus only 10 min late; we were by no means late by comparison though!&lt;br /&gt;We then waited for almost 20 more min waiting on others to show up … why is it that we get punished for doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;So now we are late again … an hour or so with the boat and then another ½ hour or so from the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;What’s that mean … less time at the second part of the adventure the beach break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the beach, were we should have a little over an hour and ½ or so and now only have about 45 min and have to eat lunch too?&lt;br /&gt;We eat and look at the water … it rough!&lt;br /&gt;My back is hurting bad from the boat ride and I say I don’t think I need to risk it so we sit it out and eat and get back on the bus for another 45 min drive back to the boat.&lt;br /&gt;The ride back on the boat was not as bad and no one got sick that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back and complain and were behind another person who was doing the same and then joined by another guy from behind us … yea, we got money back … It was bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day …&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go Cave Tubing!!!&lt;br /&gt;… Yea that got canceled because too much rain and the caves were flooded.&lt;br /&gt;Woot … we got our money back …&lt;br /&gt;The Wife decided she wanted to go swimming at a beach so we jumped on the tender to the mainland and grabbed a local adventure guide and ended up going on a snorkeling and beach break on a private island!&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the private island and it is cute!&lt;br /&gt;We change and go jump in the boat again to go out to the second largest reef in the world, and the largest living reef being promised to see all kinds of great sights at the reef.&lt;br /&gt;We ride out to the reef and get our gear on and jump in the water … wow the water was the perfect temperature, and the color breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… That’s about it though …&lt;br /&gt;We jumped in and my snorkel broke and sank to the bottom …&lt;br /&gt;A rainstorm came out of no were and upset the water … bad!&lt;br /&gt;The waves ended up breaking over our heads so that our snorkels kept getting flooded and we could not breath, yes I got a new one from one of the staff &lt;br /&gt;We took the snorkels off and adjusted our life jackets as best we could and then started swimming toward the boat, O I didn’t tell you that in the 3 or 4 min that this took we ended up about 50 yards from the boat did I?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ended up on the boat, after lifelines were thrown and staff swam out to rescue others who couldn’t make it back …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rain stops and the water calms down, we get closer to the reef and they say that they are going to drop us closer and we, being of somewhat sound mind, jump back in and give it another go … yea …&lt;br /&gt;After swimming for about 10 min, we caught up to the boat again because the drift was just that bad … I grab the Wife and we get pulled back to the boat and get the heck out of the water!&lt;br /&gt;I try not to toot my own horn to often, but I can swim.&lt;br /&gt;I was a lifeguard when I was younger and over the years of growing up in Florida have learned how to swim in the ocean … then being overweight I am very buoyant … still this was insanity people!&lt;br /&gt;We got out, and I then literally pulled another guy in because the staff was, again, off rescuing people.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other people who came in about the same time we found out were Triathlons and they couldn’t make it.&lt;br /&gt;One lady, who was 70 and looked like late 50’s I might add, said she had been to every reef and every continent snorkeling and had never been in water that bad … snorkeling in Antarctica … I’m game but I want thermal underpants under my wetsuit … inside a diving bell … possibly while still inside a sub … yea that might be warm enough? &lt;br /&gt;So we finish up this adventure and saw … sea grass … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the beach break portion!!!&lt;br /&gt;… Yea well, it got cut short because it took so long to get everyone back into the boat.&lt;br /&gt;We get to the beach though and it is cute enough and the wife goes out into the water and a bolt of lighting hit a little to close and the sound alone let us know to stay the heck out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we ate and got back on the boat about 30 min latter … after no more lightning I might add and the wife not getting to visit a pretty beach …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our adventure … we are back and we will heal over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - I am blaming my Mother and Step father for ditching out on the family cruise and making us go on this one instead … no, no I don’t want to hear about how we could have stayed with the other trip and gone with the rest of the family … I need someone to blame and you all win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6126410248555198576?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6126410248555198576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6126410248555198576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6126410248555198576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6126410248555198576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-now-we-are-back.html' title='So, now we are back …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3651152251761807651</id><published>2008-10-12T23:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:11:32.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow we leave …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SPK8TZEgxJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T6dTWQwwWJM/s1600-h/cruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SPK8TZEgxJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T6dTWQwwWJM/s320/cruise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256470756428137618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours we will be leaving on our cruise.&lt;br /&gt;We will be back next Saturday, 10/18/2008.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you all about it … or not …&lt;br /&gt;I will try to start writing again daily after that.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all sooner or latter and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3651152251761807651?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3651152251761807651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3651152251761807651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3651152251761807651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3651152251761807651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-we-leave.html' title='Tomorrow we leave …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SPK8TZEgxJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T6dTWQwwWJM/s72-c/cruise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7579935289363831107</id><published>2008-10-10T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:35:20.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Visit, O My …</title><content type='html'>Long story short, I visited the VA today and found out that my brain doesn’t work so well in some areas.&lt;br /&gt;My Audio Memory is above average.&lt;br /&gt;My Visual Memory sucks.&lt;br /&gt;More tests and more follow ups to come … O the fun!&lt;br /&gt;I scored off the chart in 2 sections and well above average in a few others.&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to a couple that didn’t make since, and then a couple that just sucked.&lt;br /&gt;They say that my hand eye coordination isn’t so great but I STRONGLY disagree!&lt;br /&gt;I can pull off some Killer combos in a few video games … never did get that 100 point hit in Mortal Combat though … yea I am going to blame the Army for that from now on!&lt;br /&gt;That’s about it, getting ready for vacation and finishing up unpacking so I will talk to you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will attempt to post daily again after the trip … sucks for you all because I am thinking about giving quizzes now that I know how … Prove you care MUHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added an online comic section off to the right … most of them are silly gamer comics, but, Something Positive is just a sick and silly strip (Gotta love the boneless, hairless kitty kitty!) and then No Reason is a dumb guy comic … just take a look and see for yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7579935289363831107?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7579935289363831107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7579935289363831107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7579935289363831107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7579935289363831107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/dr-visit-o-my.html' title='Dr. Visit, O My …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8563581568665599296</id><published>2008-10-07T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:31:38.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to think …</title><content type='html'>I am trying to think of something witty and funny to say … well that didn’t work so lets move on …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all moved in, well sorta … darn close anyway!&lt;br /&gt;The Wife is grabbing the last carload of stuff from our ‘Vacation Home’ as I type.&lt;br /&gt;I was left at home to put things away, I know, we all thought that she was smarter then that and that she would know I would be drawn to the computer to talk to people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact though, I have almost finished the kitchen, well all the boxes are empty anyway … as for if the things are where they will be staying that is up to her. &lt;br /&gt;I also finished sewing up the Sofa so that all of the fluffy goodness would stop coming to visit us … what you didn’t know that I could sew?&lt;br /&gt;Me either so don’t feel to bad!&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might remember the hand-me-down green sofa and love seat that was all cut up by my boss’s cat and should have been thrown away … I should have known then that he and I might not get along in the long run … well we got bored and foggy!&lt;br /&gt;We decided that we could not afford new furniture, or to have this stuff recovered.&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to sew up the cuts and then patch up the holes … this sounded like a good ideal at the time and very cost efficient too …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about 20 combined hours, on the love seat alone I must point out, into this we started thinking that it might have been worth the effort to just have someone else do it, being that we had done so much though, and that we are fools, we decided to see it through.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t so pretty … so we needed to do more …&lt;br /&gt;We got Sofa and Love Seat Covers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they have a brown micro fiber cover and it looks, well not so bad … that might be because they are in a dark room but that is not the point right now so drop it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are almost done unpacking and Wonder Mutt is finally feeling like this place might not be so bad after all … and also that it smells like a urinal too I might add … GRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8563581568665599296?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8563581568665599296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8563581568665599296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8563581568665599296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8563581568665599296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/trying-to-think.html' title='Trying to think …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2151556778235744492</id><published>2008-10-04T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:10:31.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, guess what ...</title><content type='html'>Today we moved almost everything into the new house.&lt;br /&gt;My friend 'The Mexican' came over with 2 helpers and litterly moved everything from the old house into the new one in less then 2 hours ... It was insane to watch!&lt;br /&gt;We only have to get the stuff from her brothers house now and we think that we might be able to do all of that with my handy dandy Blazer.&lt;br /&gt;So, if everything goes well, we will be sleeping in our new house tomarrow night!&lt;br /&gt;After we get a little more settled we will open the doors for people to come over.&lt;br /&gt;Right now it just kind of looks like a tornado came through.&lt;br /&gt;Will update everyone soon!y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2151556778235744492?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2151556778235744492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2151556778235744492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2151556778235744492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2151556778235744492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-guess-what.html' title='So, guess what ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-9151011613491750354</id><published>2008-09-26T15:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:00:49.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House work ...</title><content type='html'>Just so every one of you knows, the house swap has begun.&lt;br /&gt;So now we wait till next week to do finish this fun up.&lt;br /&gt;... Wait, does this mean that we get a small break this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;More then likely not.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, writing this Blog takes a lot longer using my phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-9151011613491750354?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/9151011613491750354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=9151011613491750354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9151011613491750354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/9151011613491750354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/house-work.html' title='House work ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-678337047785415867</id><published>2008-09-24T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:30:01.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward moving onward …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNrxOjkEMmI/AAAAAAAAACY/BQ36NYfzHH4/s1600-h/Keepout...unless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNrxOjkEMmI/AAAAAAAAACY/BQ36NYfzHH4/s320/Keepout...unless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249773548020707938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the title is a lie, we are not moving anything because we got lied to … sorry misinformed …&lt;br /&gt;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?’&lt;br /&gt;I then got the reply ‘No, more like Monday.’&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we can look at the house but that’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;So, BIG wrench thrown at us … not to mention I have to reschedule a delivery, Satellite installation and the Phone hook up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we are perturbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked Ben and Jerry’s to use, wait for it … Human Mother’s Milk instead of Cow!&lt;br /&gt;I know, Cow milk is SO good, except for Skim that should not exist, why change!&lt;br /&gt;They say that it is cruel to the Cows and how Human Mothers Milk is better for us.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, OK, so we have a LARGE Milk demand here in the states so lets see if I can figure this out …&lt;br /&gt;If a Cow produces roughly 6 gallons of milk a day equaling about 57 pounds. (Information gotten from Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;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? &lt;br /&gt;(Again Info gotten from Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me being me, I have it all planned out!&lt;br /&gt;We need a few things first though …&lt;br /&gt;1) A Large Air Conditioned Warehouse&lt;br /&gt;2) Modified Milking apparatuses from 8 to 2&lt;br /&gt;3) Lots of Basic Televisions that get the local ‘Shows’ AKA Soap Operas&lt;br /&gt;4) Comfy chairs&lt;br /&gt;5) Woman willing to sit around and do nothing all day but watch TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking then … the hard part is to find the women willing to help out.&lt;br /&gt;Not as hard as you might think … Government Aid Lines!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;My Wife just added that we could possablly gather Yeast to help with the making of bread too!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she helpfull ... ... I think I am going to be sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let them drink the first glass though, last glass and every in-between!&lt;br /&gt;Now doesn’t the Sign at the top make more since with a title like ‘Onward Moving Onward’?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-678337047785415867?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/678337047785415867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=678337047785415867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/678337047785415867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/678337047785415867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/onward-moving-onward.html' title='Onward moving onward …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNrxOjkEMmI/AAAAAAAAACY/BQ36NYfzHH4/s72-c/Keepout...unless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6289112022205614953</id><published>2008-09-22T21:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:31:41.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of Moving …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNhG66Fnq0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/rzJEk6IIs3s/s1600-h/mexican+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNhG66Fnq0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/rzJEk6IIs3s/s320/mexican+truck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249023343539497794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house showed up today!!!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;The Wife’s Brother has a rental property that is vacant at the moment so he is letting us stay there.&lt;br /&gt;We, being of above average intellect, decided to take things that we would need during our stay.&lt;br /&gt;Tevo, Game Stations, DVD Players, Love Seat and Bed … Computer too, but without Internet not much fun!&lt;br /&gt;We were going to use my neighbor’s trailer to move these things, but it had a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;We were then going to use my dad’s but, it is to far away and being used by another person.&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked the person I know I could trust, The Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;Louie is what his parents named him but to everyone who knows him, he is, The Mexican!&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the last truly kind people I know.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he hears that I need help he shows up … whenever he thinks I need help, he offers.&lt;br /&gt;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? &lt;br /&gt;I never ask for help and he never accepts payment.&lt;br /&gt;I know, great deal, right?&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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 … &lt;br /&gt;So, of course we call him what he dislikes most … aren’t we good friends!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Mexican and his latest act of Kindness …&lt;br /&gt;He let us borrow his truck!&lt;br /&gt;On top of that he offered to help us move … I know, where do people like this come from?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-6289112022205614953?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/6289112022205614953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=6289112022205614953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6289112022205614953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/6289112022205614953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-moving.html' title='The First Day of Moving …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNhG66Fnq0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/rzJEk6IIs3s/s72-c/mexican+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1266142932514297237</id><published>2008-09-21T22:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:41:43.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The last Blog …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNcF2iwxxEI/AAAAAAAAACI/xVu_TF59KH0/s1600-h/zmotivation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNcF2iwxxEI/AAAAAAAAACI/xVu_TF59KH0/s320/zmotivation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248670325326070850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, this is more then likely the last Blog.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a good time with this but all things most come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I can just do a quick E-mail or phone call … wow, talking in person for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Opening up to another person instead of hiding behind a computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point though, I have had fun and I hope I have let people know a little more about me.&lt;br /&gt;Then also given some of you a little something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best and I will be calling and or E-mailing you few who read this soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until I get my Internet back in a week or two this Blog is about dead.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;I am just getting ready to move and will not have Internet for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, give up the power to speak my mind to … well the possibility of … thousands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon though and take care!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1266142932514297237?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1266142932514297237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1266142932514297237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1266142932514297237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1266142932514297237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-blog.html' title='The last Blog …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNcF2iwxxEI/AAAAAAAAACI/xVu_TF59KH0/s72-c/zmotivation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7829038107677829014</id><published>2008-09-20T17:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:35:20.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking when packing …</title><content type='html'>Not a whole lot to say,&lt;br /&gt;We have been packing most of the day!&lt;br /&gt;Moving real soon but when will it be,&lt;br /&gt;Monday or Tuesday we will soon see!&lt;br /&gt;Away for a week but then we’ll be back,&lt;br /&gt;Unpacking the mess that we call our ____ … Stuff! &lt;br /&gt;(Censoring do to small children might read this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best poem but I am not a writer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7829038107677829014?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7829038107677829014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7829038107677829014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7829038107677829014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7829038107677829014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/talking-when-packing.html' title='Talking when packing …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2022204787401122194</id><published>2008-09-19T22:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:54:42.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was talking with the Dr. and …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNRlzcfcoLI/AAAAAAAAACA/eKFarwY0I28/s1600-h/pow_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNRlzcfcoLI/AAAAAAAAACA/eKFarwY0I28/s320/pow_mia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247931400289296562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Things are busted and no one knows what!&lt;br /&gt;Important things I learned though!&lt;br /&gt;I differentiate words better then colors,&lt;br /&gt;My left hand is faster then my right,&lt;br /&gt;I can read fake words very well,&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me 15 words over and over again but the likely hood is I lost interest after the 4th,&lt;br /&gt;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,&lt;br /&gt;Hospital Cafeteria food still sucks,&lt;br /&gt;If at first you cant find a parking space, drive a mile away and walk, it because none will come available,&lt;br /&gt;If they suggest you take a potty break, there is more then likely a good reason,&lt;br /&gt;The big one though …When asking me about my past and history, expect to get little in the way of answers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, going to the VA hospital reminds me every time how good I have it!&lt;br /&gt;I still have all of my limbs,&lt;br /&gt;I can still use all of my limbs,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have large portions of my skin burned off,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to go to the bathroom, and have someone else clean it up,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a fear every time I hear a crash or bang,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t hit the ground and crawl under a truck when I hear a whistle, helicopter or plain,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have nightmares that take me back to relive things that no one should have done once … so often,&lt;br /&gt;I can still, over all, function, well even I might add!&lt;br /&gt;Most people have no clue I have any problems so I guess it isn’t that bad after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VA has changed a lot over the years.&lt;br /&gt;So much so that when I got out I refused to go because it was so bad.&lt;br /&gt;It HAS changed though, a lot, and it is not so bad now … dare I say good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw people without legs, arms and on all kind of different machines used to keep them alive.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These men and woman have given more then there lives.&lt;br /&gt;Some of these Vietnam Veterans have been waiting for their bodies to fail now for over 30 years. &lt;br /&gt;More then a few of them wish for death every day.&lt;br /&gt;Even worse how about all of the Veterans lost in the Prison systems across America? &lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;How is/was it right for us to let them end up being there?&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t it, and isn’t it, our responsibility to look after them and for them when they needed us most?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, isn’t that what they did for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;When will the leaders of this Great land of ours realize that WE ARE THE JONESES!&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to keep up already, it’s time to sit down and take care of our own already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, just every once and awhile remember them.&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that the least we can do?&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t they get enough pain and heartache when they got back and then again over the years in their sleep?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2022204787401122194?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2022204787401122194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2022204787401122194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2022204787401122194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2022204787401122194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-talking-with-dr-and.html' title='I was talking with the Dr. and …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNRlzcfcoLI/AAAAAAAAACA/eKFarwY0I28/s72-c/pow_mia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-1017983761491100514</id><published>2008-09-18T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:47:45.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried about tomorrow …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNLaULQaoAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kmy2LAOJllM/s1600-h/RockBottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNLaULQaoAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kmy2LAOJllM/s320/RockBottom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247496555993931778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I am ‘Hard Core’!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;This is different though for some reason, and is really bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I would at that point demand a Handicap Parking tag … I am broken and Mentally Retarded they have to be nice to me … right?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Not to me!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t sit around and do nothing letting my brain melt away even faster from a lack of activity and use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I am not to the point of the guy in the above photo, yet … wow now that’s bad times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-1017983761491100514?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/1017983761491100514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=1017983761491100514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1017983761491100514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/1017983761491100514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/worried-about-tomorrow.html' title='Worried about tomorrow …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNLaULQaoAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kmy2LAOJllM/s72-c/RockBottom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8333823204304876959</id><published>2008-09-17T17:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:06:08.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While at work today …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNFxMO0R98I/AAAAAAAAABw/hj9G78EpvxA/s1600-h/Bars+%26+Strips+Add.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNFxMO0R98I/AAAAAAAAABw/hj9G78EpvxA/s320/Bars+%26+Strips+Add.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247099495813085122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to doodle out some website designs and even a few comic related efforts.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Coming up with an opening page add eye catcher is not as easy as you might think though!&lt;br /&gt;The comic strip, other then having to draw it, is basic and simple.&lt;br /&gt;Coming up with a single image that will make others want to look at and read said comic strip … well not so easy!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;I have also found out that, although I can still draw the main character, I can’t draw anymore!&lt;br /&gt;This is making this VERY difficult!&lt;br /&gt;Above is the first draft ideal … I NEED MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Remember, this is just a draft nothing special …&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the, or one of the, advertisement one shot I post places.&lt;br /&gt;So, feel free to send ideals!&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s that … going to go pack the house should be here Monday or Tuesday … Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8333823204304876959?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8333823204304876959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8333823204304876959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8333823204304876959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8333823204304876959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-at-work-today.html' title='While at work today …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNFxMO0R98I/AAAAAAAAABw/hj9G78EpvxA/s72-c/Bars+%26+Strips+Add.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-468774357751307368</id><published>2008-09-16T19:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:20:22.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was sitting at home …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNA_IBQtslI/AAAAAAAAABo/jzyokf7hxzs/s1600-h/Pony+Mech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNA_IBQtslI/AAAAAAAAABo/jzyokf7hxzs/s320/Pony+Mech.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246762972896670290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Domain Name and looked for a Host.&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be able to do Web Page work with no effort.&lt;br /&gt;You know back with HTMP coding and all of that fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Now, they have programs that do it all for you … needless to say I feel a little out of my element.&lt;br /&gt;The above picture says a lot about how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I am the Pony in the before mentioned picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to understand now how old people feel.&lt;br /&gt;This is to me as punch cards are to them!&lt;br /&gt;You were taught how to put a little card in and make the computer say some irrelevant number.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;They even have refresher courses every time before you vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-468774357751307368?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/468774357751307368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=468774357751307368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/468774357751307368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/468774357751307368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-was-sitting-at-home.html' title='So I was sitting at home …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SNA_IBQtslI/AAAAAAAAABo/jzyokf7hxzs/s72-c/Pony+Mech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-8206953477475102279</id><published>2008-09-15T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:25:35.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was listening to the radio …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM8K6EpLEzI/AAAAAAAAABg/VnXPCBlbRYE/s1600-h/Planedparenthood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM8K6EpLEzI/AAAAAAAAABg/VnXPCBlbRYE/s320/Planedparenthood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246424083705041714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the radio and heard a little about the Caylee Anthony case.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;There was a situation there this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Some Redneck (See Retard) decided to have her child, around 9ish, out at about midnight and then to drive over to protest.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;This not only broke the child’s arm, but also pinned the child there leaving him on the ground screaming and yelling in pain!&lt;br /&gt;Being the good Retard … I mean Redneck mother that she was, though, what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;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?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so we have all heard stuff like this before, but …&lt;br /&gt;If someone can say ‘You have an illness and/or disease. So you can’t give Blood or Organs.’&lt;br /&gt;What in the world makes it so that we can’t have someone say ‘You are a screw up, no kids for you!’&lt;br /&gt;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’!&lt;br /&gt;Why can no one say ‘You are a flunky, no kids for you!’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;They have the right to say who can’t adopt though, isn’t that the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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!)&lt;br /&gt;Also, what about this one, You don’t have a religious faith so sorry … What about Separation of Church and (Fill in the Blank)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;I give her all of my Tax Money and all she ever needed is a darn morning after pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Then don’t forget her Government aid from Wic, Food Stamps and all kinds of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the conversations where people actually say things like ‘Go here and say this and you will get this’, … BS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I have had some rough times, we could have used some help, what do we get told?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, you don’t qualify?&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to do to qualify … I have to be a flunky to get help?&lt;br /&gt;I have to give up being a successful, ok somewhat successful, person, to make it in the world?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The programs are there and needed … how about time limits?&lt;br /&gt;6 months of Unemployment … after your second child take this little pill everyday because anymore and we give you nothing.&lt;br /&gt;What? &lt;br /&gt;That’s not fair!&lt;br /&gt;How about the burden of my tax dollars not being able to help me?&lt;br /&gt;How about I would like to sit around and do nothing but how could I support THEM then?&lt;br /&gt;Give people incentive … or hunger, and watch how they’ll change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, who and what am I?&lt;br /&gt;I am just a stupid White guy who doesn’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that, you don’t know me!&lt;br /&gt;I could So keep going on this ... but, this topic is ticking me off, no REALLY ticking me off … I need to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-8206953477475102279?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/8206953477475102279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=8206953477475102279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8206953477475102279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/8206953477475102279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-was-listening-to-radio.html' title='So I was listening to the radio …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM8K6EpLEzI/AAAAAAAAABg/VnXPCBlbRYE/s72-c/Planedparenthood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-5086339588642877529</id><published>2008-09-14T10:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:32:11.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People of Interest …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM0gWUTFzLI/AAAAAAAAABY/schDPFkAk70/s1600-h/Retards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM0gWUTFzLI/AAAAAAAAABY/schDPFkAk70/s320/Retards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245884708734487730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that the Blog Nazi is gone … Don’t you wish you knew what that was about?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though I figure, why not talk about People of Interest!!!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of you are going to say names of important people like the Presidential Nominees.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t work that way … I saw a show on Giants and Little People … now that’s some interesting stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigantism is a strange, in some cases, hormonal issue during childhood or something wrong with the Pituitary Gland. &lt;br /&gt;Aren’t we glad this normally only happens to men!!! &lt;br /&gt;OMG It’s Grid … and Bobby just broke up with her!!!&lt;br /&gt;RUN BOOBY RUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Feel free to look up the name Grid and the help she gave Thor … it might make that funnier)&lt;br /&gt;These poor people, or kids as it happens when they are young, have some issues to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;Shopping for clothing is a whole other issue, most must be specially made&lt;br /&gt;They must have special vehicles and all kinds of other things to live a comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched a show on Little People. (Anyone under 4’10-ish)&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Some of these people are in the 4 feet range and can get by with a somewhat normal life.&lt;br /&gt;The wife and I saw one, on TV, that was 27 inches tall … that is little!&lt;br /&gt;They still have health issues and other considerations that make this a sad disorder too.&lt;br /&gt;Clothing is still very difficult to find and there voices tend to be a little higher. (See Munchkins and the Lollipop Guild)&lt;br /&gt;Optimist time again … One of the pluses for this is … … less likely to get hit by Lightning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we also have the Disabled, Mentally Retarded, Handicapped … and just Retarded&lt;br /&gt;Disability = Something that makes general life more difficult for you.&lt;br /&gt;Such as loss of sight or a lost limb &lt;br /&gt;Mentally Retarded = Someone with a mental disorder such as Down Syndrome &lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Then we have ‘Just Retarded’ you are just not right in the head … &lt;br /&gt;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 …   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all said to a friend at some point ‘You are so retarded’.&lt;br /&gt;You know the idiot who sticks a firecracker in the frog’s … bum.&lt;br /&gt;Puts big mud tires on there truck and then jacks it up 5 feet so they need a ladder.&lt;br /&gt;Walks around with a Trucker Hat that says ‘Your hot for a Mom’&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that the larger his belt buckles and the tighter his jeans are the better he looks.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;The big one is, if any of the above-mentioned actions happened when you were sober!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so now that I think about this a little more … I guess that ‘Just Retarded is also known as Rednecks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;We can’t always help staring at these people though … sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same note though … Just because you are ‘different’ doesn’t mean that you can be rude and hurtful!&lt;br /&gt;That chaps my … bum … you want equal rights, but only when it can help you?&lt;br /&gt;You’re like women!&lt;br /&gt;(Woman) ‘Treat me like one of the guys!’ … ‘Why didn’t you open the door for me?’&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;Do you all remember the show Gomor Pile?&lt;br /&gt;One episode he tipped his hat at a female officer instead of saluting her and got in trouble for it.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Take a second and grasp already that in the South that’s how we work … or, go back up North you darn Yankee’s!&lt;br /&gt;Also, stop saying how much better it is up North … if it is so good DO BACK!&lt;br /&gt;STOP RUINING MY ELECTIONS AND TRAFFIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;(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’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… O’yea … Getting Old in Florida is going to be a topic soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-5086339588642877529?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/5086339588642877529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=5086339588642877529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5086339588642877529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5086339588642877529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-of-interest.html' title='People of Interest …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SM0gWUTFzLI/AAAAAAAAABY/schDPFkAk70/s72-c/Retards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2088767836928723415</id><published>2008-09-13T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:09:54.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Nazi …</title><content type='html'>(Me) Hello my lovely readers!&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Today we have a special guest!&lt;br /&gt;(Me) What is your name sir?&lt;br /&gt;(Guest) I am the Blog Nazi!&lt;br /&gt;(Me) That’s a strange name, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) I say what can and cannot be put into a Blog.&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Really? &lt;br /&gt;(Me) I thought that we could do say and basically what ever we wanted?&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) No, I say what goes!&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) You are to dumb to know what is good for the people!&lt;br /&gt;(Me) How exactly does one get a job like yours?&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) You ask to many questions!&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) You are banned from your Blog for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;(Me) What … I mean … what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;(Blog Nazi) NO BLOG FOR YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2088767836928723415?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2088767836928723415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2088767836928723415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2088767836928723415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2088767836928723415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-nazi.html' title='Blog Nazi …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3592751108331068335</id><published>2008-09-12T19:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:14:09.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bars and Stripes …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMr-x8LtCVI/AAAAAAAAABI/VCS2vwQx_uU/s1600-h/Pope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245284849948625234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMr-x8LtCVI/AAAAAAAAABI/VCS2vwQx_uU/s320/Pope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet Pope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time I was writing and doing a small, little, silly, stupid and bothersome comic strip called ‘Bars and Stripes’.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;Or, could he be like one of the lost and forgotten toys of yesteryear? (Yesteryear looks like it is SO spelled wrong!)&lt;br /&gt;Or is it time to bring back this silly little strip and put it out there for the masses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online Comic Strips are BIG!&lt;br /&gt;I read more then a few and love them!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;How would my Blog feel at that point?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I aints smart enough to figer one of dem programs out anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how many times would I update it?&lt;br /&gt;I look every day to see if the comics I read have new versions posted.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday and Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Wednesday and Friday?&lt;br /&gt;O this is starting to hurt and I haven’t even done anything yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is running through my head right now and I figured I would share.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3592751108331068335?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3592751108331068335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3592751108331068335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3592751108331068335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3592751108331068335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/bars-and-stripes.html' title='Bars and Stripes …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMr-x8LtCVI/AAAAAAAAABI/VCS2vwQx_uU/s72-c/Pope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4155652985821608659</id><published>2008-09-11T18:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:09:57.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11 7 years latter …</title><content type='html'>Today is the seventh anniversary of 9/11.&lt;br /&gt;We all remember it, where we were, what we were doing and the days that followed.&lt;br /&gt;I was driving home from work, I worked the midnight shift at the Prison, listening to Howard Stern.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands died that day, thousands more after.&lt;br /&gt;It plunged us into a War.&lt;br /&gt;It took not parts, but Chunks of us and destroyed them.&lt;br /&gt;We lost our innocence that day.&lt;br /&gt;We also found out what fear was.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people found faith and a lot more lost it.&lt;br /&gt;We did though, bond and became one people for the first time in who knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people have let it become just an event now and have moved on.&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember though, it could happen again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day though, we all became brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;It proved that it didn’t matter what color skin you had because when we needed each other, we were there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the pictures of the people covered in Ash?&lt;br /&gt;The only skin color that day was gray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that that time has passed though.&lt;br /&gt;We drive around now and forget to care about each other as much as we should.&lt;br /&gt;How have we stopped caring about our fellow man already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today reminds me that I need to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;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!’&lt;br /&gt;You might not think they say things like that, I know better though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take a moment and think about this:&lt;br /&gt;We live in America, the Last Super Power!&lt;br /&gt;We are a Melting Pot of people, ideas, faiths and everything else!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to care about anyone and everyone, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;To do that though, you must love yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;So, find that thing that makes you you, and be proud of it, embracing it, then share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk around with our heads down afraid to make eye contact or worse, meet people?&lt;br /&gt;Stop it!&lt;br /&gt;Look up and Smile!&lt;br /&gt;It is contagious, so try it.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice to think that your simple smile made someone a little happier?&lt;br /&gt;Made them think that there was still good out there?&lt;br /&gt;Took that negative thought they were having and threw it away?&lt;br /&gt;A smile is a powerful tool!&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you didn’t make eye contact with that guy?&lt;br /&gt;What if you didn’t make him smile back and in that one second he felt a little happiness?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;What if someone would have just taken a second and shared some kindness with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could avoid looking down into thousands of graves … again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else please remember your friends and family today,&lt;br /&gt;Remember that it could be the last day with them,&lt;br /&gt;Remember it could be the last thing said to them … so make it a kind word,&lt;br /&gt;Remember the public servants helping and looking over us every day,&lt;br /&gt;Remember what kindness is,&lt;br /&gt;Remember what Love is,&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we all came together and that we can if, and when, we need to,&lt;br /&gt;Please though, Remember the power of a smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4155652985821608659?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4155652985821608659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4155652985821608659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4155652985821608659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4155652985821608659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/911-7-years-latter.html' title='9/11 7 years latter …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4337489517282242160</id><published>2008-09-10T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:54:56.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving things life …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMhruPTl3pI/AAAAAAAAABA/A60zgEEiHko/s1600-h/sad+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244560208199802514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMhruPTl3pI/AAAAAAAAABA/A60zgEEiHko/s320/sad+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all had that inanimate object that we loved.&lt;br /&gt;I once had a little teddy bear named Sammy, then I had a car and then/now I have Tevo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people that amaze me are Ventriloquists!&lt;br /&gt;They can take just about anything and give it a personality and make us believe that this ‘Thing’ is more than just a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that most Ventriloquists are men?&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory about this … big surprise right?&lt;br /&gt;Boys grow up and are given little cars because when they get older they will have big cars!&lt;br /&gt;They are given balls, bats, and other sporting gear so they can grow up to play sports!&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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’.&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because of this I think that men grow more attached to items than woman do.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;He might, depending on if he is a Southerner surprise you and choose the child.&lt;br /&gt;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!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put them in a box and put it in the attic?&lt;br /&gt;Give them to a friend or family member?&lt;br /&gt;Sell them at a yard sale?&lt;br /&gt;Throw them away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does that make the little item feel?&lt;br /&gt;I fear the picture at the top might be the answer.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, what will Sammy think?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Sammy, Tevo is a must!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can any of you go back to life without it?&lt;br /&gt;I THINK NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little song to help the point get drilled in a little better …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is_hpHzEMiE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is_hpHzEMiE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4337489517282242160?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4337489517282242160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4337489517282242160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4337489517282242160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4337489517282242160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/giving-things-life.html' title='Giving things life …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMhruPTl3pI/AAAAAAAAABA/A60zgEEiHko/s72-c/sad+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3413394921460834506</id><published>2008-09-09T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:06:22.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMccSEQgZfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/s92kLGm1Z1Q/s1600-h/DancingTree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244191387802428914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMccSEQgZfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/s92kLGm1Z1Q/s320/DancingTree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if a bumblebee is not supposed to be able to fly that leaves us with only 2 real explanations.&lt;br /&gt;One Honey and or Pollen has magic beneficial attributes that we have not fully harnessed?&lt;br /&gt;Or, the buzzing sound is not actually there wings flapping but their cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this leads us back to the issue of cutting down the rainforests.&lt;br /&gt;Do we really need that much paper?&lt;br /&gt;Are that many people really in need of homes that we need to expand into the rainforest?&lt;br /&gt;Or … are they just looking for some other plant that will grant them some great medication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that we need to be nice to the trees!&lt;br /&gt;I like trees and used to climb them when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;Now if I climb them they bend and break.&lt;br /&gt;I like animals that live in trees, except when they need to poo and I am under said tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also like the tree above, it looks like it is dancing and having fun ... You go Tree, you get your dance on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;How about: &lt;strong&gt;‘Veva La Trees!’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know, not very original but I like to say Veva La! Come on, try it! It's Fun!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well now at least you all have something to think about for a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you forgot already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the bee's and how they fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum the talk of medication has made me think … and that leads me to another reason how the bumblebee might be able to fly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bumblebee is &lt;strong&gt;High&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3413394921460834506?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3413394921460834506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3413394921460834506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3413394921460834506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3413394921460834506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SMccSEQgZfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/s92kLGm1Z1Q/s72-c/DancingTree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3210538737276201031</id><published>2008-09-08T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:05:10.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, some of you think I am a little Racist ...</title><content type='html'>So it seems that some might think that the way that I have commented of late make some think I am a little racist.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believe that no one can say that they are not racist in some way shape of form.&lt;br /&gt;They might think it to themselves that they are not and believe it whole hardily, but I think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, being the center of this Bloguverse, know that I do have racist tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I think that African Americans are more open with their feelings and not afraid to show it.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Hispanics are very passionate especially when it involves a friend or family member.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Scottish, Irish and Spanish men with accents turn woman on with little effort.&lt;br /&gt;These are stereotypes though but are still considered racist comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue that I think most people have is more of a cultural stereotyping.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of their race but how we look at them and the situation them.&lt;br /&gt;They might think it is because you have a twinkle of fear because of their race though.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived through it and I am sure not many of us want to again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;The mixed children that are coming out of these relationships are some of the most beautiful children out there.&lt;br /&gt;Not as pretty as my wife of but darn close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is, in about 3 or 4 more generations will we even have this problem like we do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, are the children showing the right path and the parents are just in disagreement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Park did an episode on this and had a world of gray people running around from the future.&lt;br /&gt;Are we so far off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem comes from a lack of respect, not your race!&lt;br /&gt;I will show you respect so why can you not do the same?&lt;br /&gt;It is just that simple.&lt;br /&gt;If I go to your country to live, not visit, I will learn your language and your ways to try and fit in.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t the same be said for us?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even go to where I was born in South Florida because I can’t speak the Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just saying, we all have built up prejudices and stereotypes and based it on possibly the few or the majority.&lt;br /&gt;That being said we shouldn’t base all of the rest on the few or the majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to have a dislike of Arab’s.&lt;br /&gt;Way before the rest of you and 9/11 I might add … sheep!&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;When I was over there I had some bad times with more then a few.&lt;br /&gt;We were forced to listen to the song ‘I will survive’ literally 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;When I hear the song I get mad, when I see a person of Arabic decent I get mad.&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy about it and I it will take years to change that effect too.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I know what racism is and that it is a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, open your eyes and look at the person.&lt;br /&gt;Not the skin color, the clothing or the way they talk.&lt;br /&gt;You might not know the upbringing of that person and they’re potential if you stand with them instead of against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that being said, god help my wife if I ever find a pretty Asian woman with green eyes and an Irish accent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am almost out of serious topics so the fun might start soon …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3210538737276201031?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3210538737276201031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3210538737276201031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3210538737276201031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3210538737276201031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-some-of-you-think-i-am-little-racist.html' title='So, some of you think I am a little Racist ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7199710754984976401</id><published>2008-09-07T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:11:44.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Sunday, time for Religion’s talk …</title><content type='html'>Not many of you know how long and hard it was for me to find what I consider ‘Faith’ at this point.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn’t my thing.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you some of the best people I have ever meet are/were Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;They are some of the most giving and caring people I know … that being said, not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big problem with Christianity was/is Hypocrites!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Not what the Preacher has to say and points out thinking it is what you need to hear!&lt;br /&gt;Multiple people can preach multiple ways, read it and find what you need to find and learn from the heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;The Preacher is there to guide you, take a few mins a day and read the darn Bible yourself!&lt;br /&gt;IT MAKES A DIFFERENCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my other issue … I wondered around a while and looked into the old religions and saw the Druidic ways.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then moved over to Buddhism, come on now doesn’t it fit?&lt;br /&gt;I am an easygoing guy who sits around in poverty and ‘Meditates’ in front of the TV and or Computer all day!&lt;br /&gt;I was happy as a Buddhist, I really was.&lt;br /&gt;Something was missing though and I didn’t know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly a Buddha statue in the house or I was always in need of the newest coolest thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I meet the wife, who had faith.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;She just had it.&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn’t I have such an easy time of it?&lt;br /&gt;What did I ever get?&lt;br /&gt;I got a dog … yea a silly, stinky stray homeless mutt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this enough to the point were I would go out with a question just to talk myself around into an answer.&lt;br /&gt;Well I started to grow in the questions I finally asked myself were to go with my life.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that kept running through my head was ‘Look again, an answer might show itself’.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold the New Testament was the only thing sitting in there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we take a step back and look at them all though, don’t most all of them say the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love, kindness, love bunnies but don’t LOVE bunnies … don’t look at other Bunnies … even famous people who pose as Bunnies …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people don’t even know that the Bible and the Koran basically start off the same.&lt;br /&gt;Chapters of each can be found in the other through out the Middle East and Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is we have a book that has been translated how many times?&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t we all played the ‘Telephone’ game?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;He never preached a new religion, just to fix the existing one!&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, we each have to find the faith out there that is right for us.&lt;br /&gt;It might not agree with mine, or yours but everyone has a path and a reason don't they?&lt;br /&gt;If there were not so many religions we would not be challenged to find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;God, or the God's, can't make it easy for us, that’s not fun!&lt;br /&gt;They need to test us and see if we can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they have Tevo for watching us … hum … Deja Vu = replay?&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;We sit back and ask, ‘Why did that happen?’&lt;br /&gt;How do we know that that isn’t the lesser of two evils?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;They might not be able to handle them and turn out some other way.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you I am not saying that I am strong in the mind but I know a few who are weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said …&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to judge who or what is right?&lt;br /&gt;Without Evil in the world how would we know what good is or appreciate the possative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the person next to you has some kind of faith and is a good person isn’t that all that matters?&lt;br /&gt;If they are meant to change something will guide them to that change.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t ready until I was ready and I might still need a good shove in another direction who knows?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;In the long run I see people push the good away trying to save them.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad and Evil things are going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Without then we cannot know what good is, or how to appreciate the positive things.&lt;br /&gt;We can questions the events and the people but in the end, it is to big for us to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason, it might not show now, or even our life times but it all happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Smile and trudge on and in the end it might make since.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGnuMBA_wV8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGnuMBA_wV8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a little rant … because nothing is going on in my life right now because we are still packing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7199710754984976401?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7199710754984976401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7199710754984976401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7199710754984976401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7199710754984976401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-sunday-time-for-religions-talk.html' title='It’s Sunday, time for Religion’s talk …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-4794866603304565505</id><published>2008-09-06T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:51:26.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was driving around, again …</title><content type='html'>Again, the title says a little about it, and so I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Traffic sucks!&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day the Illegal Immigrants stood still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now most of you might not have noticed this day, hell the only people that did I think were the people on the road!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to show that they are important and or something or other.&lt;br /&gt;The truth of the matter is, most of us never noticed anything at our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;This to me would have been a backfire but not to them!&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hurt the gas industry we have 2 big options,&lt;br /&gt;1)      Don’t TRAVEL for a day! No work or shopping or visiting don’t USE any gas that day!&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;But I digress … back to fighting the semi-locals at this point …&lt;br /&gt;So, did our foreign brothers and sisters make a point that day or did they just stay home and enjoy a day off?&lt;br /&gt;So then I started thinking, we all know that this is the part where things get a little strange by now don’t we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought being, wait for it … ‘If I was to denounce my US Citizenship’ …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;A Very  few of the pluses:&lt;br /&gt;I could take a nap everyday and it would be socially expectable!&lt;br /&gt;I might need to get Cow Boy boots … O and a big Western hat … mine I don’t think is big enough sadly.&lt;br /&gt;Stop Paying Taxes.&lt;br /&gt;Free education for my children including college!&lt;br /&gt;Open my own business with a government loan that because my business fails I will never have to pay back?&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The down sides:&lt;br /&gt;Trying to Barter with Food Stamps for Beer.&lt;br /&gt;Manuel labor job, unless I get Government aid such as Social Security … that I have never put into?&lt;br /&gt;Learn a second language, English … wait I already know that one!&lt;br /&gt;(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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I have paid my taxes and Social Security and I can’t use or access the benefits associated with it?&lt;br /&gt;I am being told that I might not be able to even get Social Security when I grow up?&lt;br /&gt;This doesn’t seem right somehow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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’.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we do give free health care to them …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask this of you, my not so legal Brothers and Sisters, could you please protest again next Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;I have a Dr.’s appointment that day and it’s a long drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-4794866603304565505?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/4794866603304565505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=4794866603304565505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4794866603304565505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/4794866603304565505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-was-driving-around-again.html' title='So I was driving around, again …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-3188184777417751450</id><published>2008-09-04T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:00:50.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was driving around …</title><content type='html'>I was off doing my weekly rounds today and had to go to Zephyrhills.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come one, I only get to go once a week and Krystal’s for some reason was calling my name LOUDLY!&lt;br /&gt;I will let you try to figure our how that could have been side tracking …&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was listening to the radio and they were talking about the Presidential election.&lt;br /&gt;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’!&lt;br /&gt;We have Obama, who I like some of what he has to say and is preaching change.&lt;br /&gt;He has flipped a few to many times for my taste and I still think is a little to wet behind the ears.&lt;br /&gt;Then he has the mighty international player Biden as a running mate … yea that’s about all I know about him.&lt;br /&gt;Then we have McCain, an X POW who stayed with his troops after being offered early release because of his loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;To low?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I think so too!&lt;br /&gt;Also WAY to over played I might add.&lt;br /&gt;I bet it made you smile though!&lt;br /&gt;I like McCain, I respect him and think he is as good and honest a person as we can get as a politician.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, another 4 years of Bush in the White House?&lt;br /&gt;He, as if you haven’t already heard, has picked Lady Palin as his running mate.&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of men would too but that is another issue!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;So now we have some very important questions to ask!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the lesser of the two/four evils?&lt;br /&gt;Will a woman in the White House force redecoration of the White House?&lt;br /&gt;Does the White House have a geriatrics wing?&lt;br /&gt;Will the property value go down if a black man moves into that area?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;These are important questions to ask yourself I think!!!&lt;br /&gt;What about our neighbors?&lt;br /&gt;What will they think about all of this?&lt;br /&gt;Mexico will not care, I mean they like white woman and Obama is pale enough to get by as a Hispanic.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;As for Europe and the Asian countries?&lt;br /&gt;Europe doesn’t care because we are always going to be a bunch of dumb Yanks to them.&lt;br /&gt;Asian will note care because we will still buy all of their stuff they make, like mail order brides.&lt;br /&gt;The only issues I think will be the Australians and the Middle Easterners.&lt;br /&gt;The Middle Easterners will not like a Woman in charge or a guy named Obama who isn’t Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them might try attack us just for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;The Australians though are the people I am worried about most!&lt;br /&gt;We have seen these people jump on crocodiles for no good reason!&lt;br /&gt;They carry ‘Knifes’ … aka short swords!&lt;br /&gt;They can trick us into thinking they are European!!!&lt;br /&gt;(A little trick to remember, Europeans have bad teeth be sure to look or you might have an Australian!)&lt;br /&gt;They can out drink any American!&lt;br /&gt;Also as proof to needing to be afraid of them, look at there animals!&lt;br /&gt;One of them sits in a tree all day getting drunk, falls down without hurting itself and then does it again, and again!!!&lt;br /&gt;They have a darn dog that can sneak up on you whose bite IS worse then its bark!&lt;br /&gt;They have Giant Rodents that can out box most grown men while never dropping they little Joey’s!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Then they have an animal called the Tasmanian Devil!!!&lt;br /&gt;We also have to fear that if war breaks out with the Aussie’s what side will our woman take?&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, Russel Crowe and Hugh Jackman … yea what else can I say!&lt;br /&gt;But, can we really fear an attack from a bunch of people who would surf over and throw boomerangs at us?&lt;br /&gt;I fear that a war with Australia would be an evil and sad day in our history.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, most of them are the descendents of criminals and the insane but does that make them bad people?&lt;br /&gt;Yes they are a little strange and weird but damn nice blokes!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don't normaly vote, just so many things to think about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-3188184777417751450?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/3188184777417751450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=3188184777417751450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3188184777417751450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/3188184777417751450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-was-driving-around.html' title='So I was driving around …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-5829616613609219482</id><published>2008-09-03T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:16:02.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss, or lack of …</title><content type='html'>So I have been trying to loose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;I got a Bow-Flex, a Treadmill and some Slim Fast Shakes.&lt;br /&gt;I personally have not scene a difference but my wife keeps saying that there is one.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to think that it is not my fault that I am over weight.&lt;br /&gt;It could not be when I was younger with an ulcer and drank about a gallon of whole milk a day.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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 …&lt;br /&gt;The issue I am about to have though is that I will have to go buy new clothing.&lt;br /&gt;So that costs money!&lt;br /&gt;Diet food and supplements and all the other things that you are supposed to do also cost money.&lt;br /&gt;So the trick is you need to be a Dr. or a Lawyer or just some other rich type of person to be thin!&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are like a certain Hotel heiress and then you just need Cocaine I guess and or other party drugs?&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;I think that Dr.s are behind the fitness problems with the world!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Then they tell us to loose weight making us feel bad and depressed and give us more pills.&lt;br /&gt;So the trick is don’t take pills or go to the Dr?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth saving a few bucks and the possibility of being thin?&lt;br /&gt;I THINK SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have problems working out to loose weight also.&lt;br /&gt;I want to work out for an hour and I want to see my abs … or my toes …&lt;br /&gt;But no, that is not how it works now is it?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Glad we got our Pass Ports!&lt;br /&gt;The other issue is that at my age I really can’t say that it is baby fat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Also the child should have started talking by now I think because it is WAY past 9 months of being this size!&lt;br /&gt;Being a Prego might have some pluses though?&lt;br /&gt;I could eat weird things at all hours of the night and then yell at people who look at me funny.&lt;br /&gt;I could have crazed mood swings and blame it on being kicked from the inside!&lt;br /&gt;I could make other people do things for me and just say my back hurts!&lt;br /&gt;I could demand a table not a booth at restaurants!&lt;br /&gt;I could demand foot rubs because my feet are tired and swollen!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t sounding so bad …&lt;br /&gt;Then we also go back to the weight loss issue too.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you gain a few pounds but morning sickness helps relieve that doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on now we all know that Bulimia works!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I would make a pretty Prego though.&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-5829616613609219482?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/5829616613609219482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=5829616613609219482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5829616613609219482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/5829616613609219482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/weight-loss-or-lack-of.html' title='Weight Loss, or lack of …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2158953590516434271</id><published>2008-09-02T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:27:22.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Talking about the Army Days …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SL319OkcbiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/oyco6fmRPz8/s1600-h/Armyjoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241615973560905250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SL319OkcbiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/oyco6fmRPz8/s320/Armyjoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most everyone knows I was in the Army.&lt;br /&gt;O’ yea a whole year and 5 months!!!&lt;br /&gt;I joined in December of 1994 and got out in April of 1996.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Basic Training in the winter at Fort Jackson, SC.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up hanging out with the Rangers for a while and then ended up in 3/7 Mechanized Infantry.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the things I don’t want to talk about but figure you all should know about.&lt;br /&gt;I got deployed over to what was called Project Bright Star in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;My dad can verify this because he got the collect phone calls … hehe&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a friendly training mission but the Egyptians didn’t always see it that way.&lt;br /&gt;They liked to steal from us, point tanks and guns at us and other not so nice things.&lt;br /&gt;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’.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got hurt when I was over there, kind of bad in fact.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;The government is taking care of it all though, surprisingly enough.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;They give me pills and Dr. appointments and money every month.&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;I do gladly take the money though … one must at least show some appreciation or they might feel bad … right?&lt;br /&gt;The head injury has turned out to be bad, really bad in fact …&lt;br /&gt;I play it off like it is smaller then it is but I have what is called a ‘Traumatic Brain Injury’.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I have VERY LITTLE long-term memory.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything that I can remember is as a third person because in fact it is being recreated from the stories from other people.&lt;br /&gt;The other memories that I do have are just facts and there is no visual context to it.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what kind of treatment will be involved or if anything can be done but this is the situation at hand.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;During another Army mission I got hurt again, bad again … this time in a more sensitive area.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am still fighting with that one for compensation but that’s all you are getting from me on that topic.&lt;br /&gt;Long story short during my Military time both over seas and State side I got broken!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I am a closed book for a reason … now you have a glimmer as to why …&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, my life now is SO worth what I had to go through then.&lt;br /&gt;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! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2158953590516434271?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2158953590516434271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2158953590516434271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2158953590516434271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2158953590516434271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-talking-about-army-days.html' title='So, Talking about the Army Days …'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SL319OkcbiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/oyco6fmRPz8/s72-c/Armyjoke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-2544980888330628472</id><published>2008-09-01T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:20:08.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday and I don’t have to go to work!</title><content type='html'>Well, as I said it is Monday and some holiday or another that lets me have the day off.&lt;br /&gt;Wow I love having a government job … sometimes that is!&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you how I spent most of my weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I came home and packed up all the bookshelves and books.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I packed the Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;So you all know, the books in our little house filled 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LARGE&lt;/span&gt; boxes.&lt;br /&gt;The Kitchen stuff, and it is not done yet I still have plates and glasses to pack, has taken up another 10 boxes.&lt;br /&gt;Now the point I am trying to make is ... like so many others we have to much Junk!&lt;br /&gt;It has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt; value we say ... then why is it we only look at it when we move?&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to think that if it has been in the back of my closet for 4 years and 3 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; that being still packed form the last couple of moves I might not need it?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I throw it away then?&lt;br /&gt;This being said, packing and moving sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Why are we packing and moving you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well the roof in one parts of our mobile home decided it wishes to visit it’s not so distant relative the floor.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I know, wow a trailer … no not exactly, this place is nice and fits our budget of poor.&lt;br /&gt;3 bedroom 2 bath, living, dinning and family room.&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; off of our rockers ...&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that being said, I have to give some props to my Dad and Step Mom.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet I know I think I am going to barf on my keyboard just typing it out.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s what family is for?&lt;br /&gt;No one ever asks me for anything but they all know I am poor and live so far away … yea that’s it … right?&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-2544980888330628472?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/2544980888330628472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=2544980888330628472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2544980888330628472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/2544980888330628472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-and-i-dont-have-to-go-to-work.html' title='Monday and I don’t have to go to work!'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-7687098379358567608</id><published>2008-08-31T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:15:00.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Basics ...</title><content type='html'>So, most of you know that I am a married bloke, who does not deserve his wife I might add!&lt;br /&gt;She is WAY to good for me and could do a lot better … that being said lets hit a few other things about me.&lt;br /&gt;I have a crazed dog, well not so crazed as … well she is normal I guess but I am sticking with she has issues until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy playing video games, which I can win.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Sci-Fi shows!&lt;br /&gt;Also other weird shows too but that’s another issue I think …&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reading … mostly fantasy books; I’ll be it from the teen section … I told you I had issues before!&lt;br /&gt;I work at a Prison, yea that’s what most people say.&lt;br /&gt;I currently hold a position and regional title of Fleet Maintenance something or other but I am trying to give all of that up with nice weekends and Holidays off to go back to security because my boss after 6 years has decided to be a dork fish.&lt;br /&gt;I might get into that again latter?&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, who I meet in the Army, lives hundreds of miles and a few states away.&lt;br /&gt;I think that works well actually!&lt;br /&gt;We call when we need to talk or feel bad about not talking more often and enjoy the conversation then move on for another month or so then do it again!&lt;br /&gt;I think this works because we really can’t get under each others skin to bad this way … OK it might not be the best plan but we have been friends since 1995’ish so something must be going right, right?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Army, I was only in it from 12/94 to 4/96.&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;How could it have changed and altered my life so much and only lasted such a short period of time!&lt;br /&gt;The fact is though it did and I have a lot of scares and issues form it that almost nobody knows about.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I wouldn’t trade it for almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;It made me the person I am now and put me in the places I am now.&lt;br /&gt;I like things to be simple so that I can just live one day at a time and enjoy what I can of each one.&lt;br /&gt;My Mother and Father stayed together until after I moved out and then separated, and since then they have both remarried.&lt;br /&gt;My Sister married some guy she thought might be OK in the long run and the dice came up he that he wasn’t to bad and they have been happy together now for a long while with there 3 little girls.&lt;br /&gt;I was married, what seems like a lifetime ago, to a different woman … she was more like a roommate and things didn’t work out in the end but that’s how that one was meant to go I guess.&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, I am married, again, and this time it seems like it is supposed to be I guess.&lt;br /&gt;She could do a lot better but somehow she thinks I am OK … or I lied at some point and she thinks I will inherit Millions some day and she is just holding out … wow will she be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;I, like so many others am just trying to survive and find my place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Being in my 30’s I would like to think that I might have a clue as to were to look, but I still don’t.That’s the basics so you have a rough ideal of a little bit about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141462774999556475-7687098379358567608?l=dumbnamehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/feeds/7687098379358567608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141462774999556475&amp;postID=7687098379358567608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7687098379358567608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141462774999556475/posts/default/7687098379358567608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dumbnamehere.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-basics.html' title='Some Basics ...'/><author><name>John Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17185755377041768429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xaXvrzqF9DU/SLrwpOF7UgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTd0R1fP8RA/S220/Me_Boardwalk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141462774999556475.post-6044997926115527097</id><published>2008-08-31T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:46:28.959-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Were to start?'/><title type='text'>So, everyone else is doing it …</title><content type='html'>So I think that the title says just about everything there is to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what all I will be saying and or doing on this blog or even if I will keep going with it?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t keep up a journal so what in the world makes you think I can keep this up?&lt;br /&gt;I can say that for the friends and family whom I give this address to that you will be learning things about me that you more then likely do not know.&lt;br /&gt;I will be “Coming Out” per say … no not like that … about a lot of different things that over the years I have not been able to say for what ever reason.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to tell people a lot of things in person so doing it this way, I’ll be it a lackluster approach, seems like it might work.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like telling someone you want to break up but not caring enough to tell him or her face to face!&lt;br /&gt;Well I don’t see it that way … yea I do actually … I am looking at it as I have issues and everyone that knows me will agree with that I think!&lt;br /&gt;As like so many others there are a lot of things that so many of you don’t know about.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and Step Father know a few things, my wife and best friend a few more.&lt;br /&gt;My Sister and her family might have some ideals and my Dad and his Wife I fear are just outside of the loop.&lt;br /&gt;I will be telling things like what all is going on with the VA and work issues.&lt;br /&gt;I will also say things like ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ and I would love that to be respected … yes that means you … no not the other people YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I am letting you in on some of it just so you know but that’s a
