Hard to believe isn’t it?
The first month of 2010 is now at an end.
How are everyone’s New Years resolutions coming?
How is life in general going?
Mine’s good, thanks for asking … well you didn’t but I know you wanted to.
My resolutions seem to be going well also … again I know you wanted to know

So far 2010 hasn’t been that bad of a year.
Not a lot has changed, so not a lot to talk about.
Just sitting here listing to Johnny Cash sing ‘Sunday Morning Coming Down’
Trying to think of hot topics to talk about, and or something important in the news.
Hum, politics have been kind of boring, news even more so.
I guess that leaves me with hot topics?

OK then, Hot Topics … how is it that we have a store for people trying to dress outside of the norm?
I mean, in most areas there is only the one store that sells stuff like that so how original are you when you buy something form there and go out in it.
Yes, to the other 95% of us we all look over and ponder how nice it must be to have so much excess money that we could go but clothing that no one else really wants.
If that is your ultimate goal, let me take you to ROSS and we can hook you up for less then $5.

I would like to think that I understand the Goths and some of the other sub-cultures in some way or another.
Even though they will say that I just can’t understand them because I have not been touched by the soul of Jim Morrison or the pain of the life lessons of some other singer.
That being said, you ever notice that most of these people these other people are looking up to don’t do the same things that they expect there fans to do?
(I think that sentence is right …)
Yes, some of the performers do get full body tattoos and piercing, but the majority of them don’t.
They also don’t shop at Hot Topic …
Why is it that we can’t convince people now and days that this is an act?
(Cough Pro Wrestling, cough cough)
This is what they do for a job.
I am pretty sure that when Amy Lee of Evenescene goes on vacation to spend our well spent money, she is not all upset and thinking about killing herself.
I mean as she is sitting there on a world tour drinking champagne looking over her vista of Paris.
Yep, that’s when I think I would think about killing myself.

I read a quote once and it has stuck with me veer since.
“I want to be different, just like everyone else!”
That’s what Hot Topic is to me.
A store for people to go and be different, just like all of there friends and idols.
All of this being promoted by big business and capitalism to help promote sadness and suicidal thoughts in our youth.
So, thanks big business!
The next time a musician dies, and then a child takes there life because they felt that this artist was the only one who understood them and is now gone because of the music you wrote for them and pushed a pone our society.
Well, I hope that you not only get dragged to the funeral to bare witness, but also into the court room to be forced to face your punishment.
Because something tells me that this worlds punishment would be better for you then the next life’s …

PS: I hate lobbyist‘s!

I am trying to come up with something to talk about.
That being said, I don’t think I will be able to.
I am to tired.
I stayed out with some friends last night for what seems like it might be the first of many ‘Worst Movie Ever Night’.
That kept me out till after midnight, then I sat down to work on Bar’s & Stripe’s and next thing I know it was 2am.
Then of course, my body not loving me that is, I awoke up nice and early as if I would have to go to work.
The worst part was, I thought I did have to work.
Imagine my joy as the first realization of I was not in fact late for work, but I had the day off.

So now I am awake, the dog has been walked, Bar’s & Stripe’s is updated, my Blog will be updated shortly and then I might just be able to go take a nap.
Aren’t naps wonderful?
As children we hated to take them, and now as adults we long for them.
Kind of strange how aspects from childhood change over time.
As children the boys didn’t want to be touched by girls, now they long for it … ok some boys anyway …
Girls wanted prince charming to come take them away, as adults they are pleased if a man doesn’t have alimony, child support and/or a police record.
We all wanted nice houses and cars, now a roof with A/C and a small car with good gas mileage is the goal.
School, O who wanted to waist our time going there, now we pay large sums of money to go to it … we still try and stay awake through it though because now we all have full time jobs to boot.
Hanging out with our friends was a great day, and don’t get me wrong it still is … but a nice night alone is such a wonderful thing now too!

We all had the world before us at one point.
Now, even though we still do, we sit back and settle with what we have and the lots we have been given.
It’s sad actually.
I have a job that will pay for me to take 2 collage classes a term.
If I only took 1 a term in the 10 years I have been there, I would and could have a full degree.
Even if I didn’t leave my job, they would pay me more just for having that degree.
So, knowing this, that’s why I try not to complaint to much.
I have a Job in today’s market.
On top of that most of the time I injoy it.
I have benefits and job security.
The only reason I am not doing better is simple because I am lazy … or like so many others possibly scared of change?
I did just take a big step doing the job change I did last year … wow over a year already since I came back to security.
At the same time though, I didn’t.
I know what I was getting into and knew I would be OK.
Yea, that’s why I will never be anything to big or special I guess.
I am happy doing what I do, having what I need and doing as I please when and how I want to.
I am so lucky!

I am not going to go to deep into anything because, well, this is my site and I don’t feel like it right now!
So, why not cover some things I saw, and thought over the week?

First, the Earthquake in Haiti.
Wow, have we ever seen such graphic footage of a disaster before?
Have the networks really made it so that we as a people are so unaffected by some of these pictures?
I personally don’t watch the news because it normally is very upsetting and I would rather watch things that make me happy.
That being said, I DO NOT watch the news to see a young girl face down in a pool of water missing a leg.
How have we become such a desensitized group?
Why do the networks think it is OK to show things like this as well.
If they truly think it needs to be seen link it to your website so people can see it.
Your little “The following scenes might be to graphic for some” doesn’t help when I turn on the TV after you have said that!
Is it possible for people to get PTSD from that?
If so I have something I need to talk to Mr. Turners attorneys!

Next, I was flipping thought TV and saw on the Tyra Banks show a strange story.
Brooke Greenberg is a 16 year old stuck in a 6 month olds body.
Her body for some reason doesn’t age correctly.
It is a sad story but made me think in a different light.
I do believe that we all have an expiration date.
The big planer has things we need to do, and we get to stick around until we have done it.
It doesn’t always have to be good, or even have to show it’s effect in a generation or two.
Things like Hitler, he was evil, but because of him we came so far in our medical knowledge.
Because of some of the serial killers out there and there horrific actions we have been able to see how others would and will work making them easer to stop.
So, to help me sleep better at night, I go back to this way of thinking that for the greater good these horrible tragedies had to happen.
So, back to the expiration date.
Was this little girl only supposed to live to 6 months?
Is her soul stuck in this broken little body because it has been forced past its expiration date?
She is happy though, and in a loving home, so that is all that matters.
It is an interesting story and if you Google her name you will find video’s of her.

Bar’s & Stripe’s seems to be doing well.
The people I have shown it to seem to think it is injoyable.
It is getting a lot of hits too.
Well, about 10 a day, but every day.
So I guess it is getting some advertisement, and that’s good.
Once I get a few months worth of strips up I will attempt to take it to the next levels.
Hopefully by then I will have a better grasp as to how to do work everything by then too.

I, like La Wife and so many others, have a three day weekend for Martin Luther King Day.
Would he be classified as a Martyr?
Also, isn’t it strange how people listen more to what someone has to say after they die?
Isn’t it strange how we can learn so much form the dead?

Lets go back to Tyra Banks for a second, wow she is a pretty woman!
Speaking of pretty things, we hade a cute puppy running around at the prison this week.
It was a mutt with a pit bulls face, a labs coloring and a weimaraner’s eyes.
I almost brought her home, but someone else grabbed her up because she was just to darn friendly and cute to not want.

I was also introduced to Mr. Keith Obermann this week.
Well, not actually what I mean to say is I had my eyes opened, and my ears too, to this gentleman.
I like what I have heard so far.
Google his ’Quick comment about Haiti, Pat Robertson and Rush Limbaugh’ on you Youtube.
All I will say is, I think I agree with him.

So, that’s what’s on my mind today.
I’m off to go injoy the rest of my long weekend with La Wife!
As it is Sunday, there is also a new Bar’s & Stripe’s up.

I know, happy Sunday Morning to you too!
What the heck is on my mind to bring up those two words as an opening ideal?
Maybe it is just a snag line like the TV news people use to make you watch something thinking it is important when in fact it isn’t?
Like yesterday on Good Morning America when they made a big deal about frozen diet meals not actually having the amount of calories listed on the box as was in the box.
OMG, tell me it isn’t true … a margin of error?
So it says it has 500 calories and it actually has 20% more then that that in it making it 600 calories!
Wait, that means that if you eat 3 of those a day that’s only 1800 calories.
That’s still less then 2000 …
Shouldn’t we be talking about how lazy you are if you eat 3 microwavable meals a day?
I don’t think that your obesity is because of this 300 extra calories a day?
I think we can fix this by you simply walking down more isles in the grocery store then jus the frozen one.
Or, just throwing this out there, cooking burns calories too!
I know, I know, who is this guy and is he actually saying I should cook … and walk?
No, I am over weight too and have been fighting it for years now too.All I am saying is go cook a home cooked meal.
It’s better for you, and tastes SO much better!
If you don’t know how to cook, E-mail me and I will break it down all real simple like for ya.
VEVA LA GRAVY!!!

This though, I am afraid, is not a posting about the joys of gravy.
… I so want smothered pork chops right now …
This, as most of my posts, has something to do with the above aforementioned topic line.
I was listening to some news about how the terrorists said something that just kind of opened my eyes … well ears I guess more so then my eyes but I am sure you will get the ideal.
The leaded of this terrorist group said that they can win this war without firing a bullet.
How is that you ask?
Well, he said that every time America tries to leave an area they just fire off a few more rounds of ammo and run so that the troops keep looking for them.
He said that this was how they defeated Russia, and took full credit for destroying that country because they bankrupted there economy by forcing them to keep fighting and spending more money.

Yep, opens your eyes a little doesn’t it?
No, not the part of how they are using this very same tactic on us right now and it is working, very well I might add.
It’s the part about how they are going to win the war without firing a single bullet.
Then in the next sentence say that as we leave they will in fact shoot at us!
It just goes to prove one of two things to me.
1) They can not be trusted because they openly lied about there battle plans
2) They are not very smart to tell us there battle plans
3’ish) They are smart enough to have a plan that is in fact working

Basic IQ tests say that I am smarter then most … OK some … animals.
That being said, if I have a really cool gun, the best camouflage in the world, all of the tracking equipment to know right where that animal is, and years of training, I can still go out hunting and get nothing.
Then again, I can go another rout too.
I can have all this cool stuff and then try and go into a cave with a bear.
I am better equipped then the bear, smarter then the bear, and dead because the bear killed me as it was protecting it’s cubs.
O, that’s right, we can have all of this stuff but are missing one very important factor.
As the Kids who brought us Captain Planet showed us, we must have Heart.
If a person can lift a car when they hear a child’s screams from under it, or knows in there heart that if they do this one thing they will be sent to a better place because they saved others lives they do amazing things.
Every parent, grandparent and or anyone else who knew that there one action, even if it caused them great bodily harm and/or death, could save the lives of a person and/or ideal that needed support can and would do what was needed, and somehow find that strength to push on even after they shouldn’t be able too.
We are not fighting people, we are fighting an ideal … we can’t win.

I know how to fight an ideal though, lets prove it wrong!
I have said it before, it will not happen because to many White Wigs injoy that lobbyist money.
Pull our people back, set up and close the borders, tax imported cargo, tax companies who outsource, open up the factories again, stop giving out government aid (Except to Jerusalem that is) and help heal out selves.

That being said, what would it be like if we did that?
We would have jobs, money, our children back in the states, a government that was not as corrupt … OK that will never happen but I figured I would throw out at least one joke in here.
We would become a country that was self sufficient though.
We would shut down the middle east because we wouldn’t need there oil.
Causing them to go find the terrorists for us because they want our business back.
We would destroy China because we wouldn’t be buying anymore little plastic bobble head toys.
China would then of course want all of the property that they own, but we shut the borders and will right them an IOU like California is planning.
Then in 6 months, when they are broke we will offer them twenty five cents on the dollar for our land back because we are nice and wish to help stimulate there economy.
The only problem here is if we do tax the outsourcing of jobs, India will be shut down too.
They haven’t done anything bad to us, and are from what I have scene a nice enough people, so that will kind of suck.
We must break eggs to make a cake though … OK I know the saying is an omelet but I don’t like them … I also know that you can now make a cake without eggs but come on, they aren’t that good!

So evil terrorists, even though I try and see things through your eyes in an attempt to understand you, I shake the bottom of my foot in your general directions, but know that I will also offer you my right hand.
Not because it is a great insult, but because I still have hope that this can be resolved all of this before your home gets turned into a giant glass parking lot
Also, I have put up with your poo for so long now, what’s a little more on my hand?

Wait, I said this was about Communism too didn’t !?
Remember I mentioned Russia before?
What, you don’t think that’s enough to mention it into my topic line?
Fine, how about this then …

Yea, I am not all Red or anything, but doesn’t Communism look good on paper?
It really is the fault of man, and the greed in our souls that makes it not work.
People all over the world say that it doesn’t, but look into smaller locations like villages in Africa, Native Americans and Eskimos.
Yes they have a leader/king/priest who speaks for the them, but look at how they run.
Just saying, in places where the people care about each other it seems to work.
Isn’t Communism just like a giant family structure?
I mean in the 50’s style family that is.
1 person goes to work, 1 stays home and takes care of the house, 2 children work at being better then there parents, so that when there parents can’t take care of themselves any longer the children can then take care of them, as they took care of them when they where younger?

Sounds kind of nice like that doesn’t it?
Makes you almost wonder how in a country of Christians that doesn’t seem to work?
It almost seems like it should be the way America is no matter what form of government we elected to have?

Then again, it didn’t work in Russia.
Mainly because it was negative degree’s thought out most of the year and everyone wanted the other guys parka and vodka in attempts to stay warm.
It works in China, but then again we all know that it isn’t Communism there either.

I have gotten phone calls, e-mails and messages asking what is going on and why I haven’t posted in so long.
Well the short answer, I didn’t want to.
After the raving reviews I got from the Thanksgiving Blog I just didn’t feel like wasting my time anymore.
I figured when it was all in my head, people couldn’t say anything negative about it.
Once I put it into a visual word, people could take it the wrong way, and then say what they wanted.
People seem to forget that I used to be the guy who would tell you how it was, I guess I need to go back to being that jerk again?

This little break did give me a chance to get my comic strip up and going though.
It isn’t good, and God knows it still needs a lot of work, but it is up and going none the less.
I also sent off an ideal I had to a patent company.
The guy called me laughing at and loving the ideal and couldn’t wait to talk to me more about it.
I guess that’s a good thing?
So, I guess something positive did come out of all of this in the end?

Christmas has come and gone, it was a good one BTW, and now it’s New Years.
I am going to be the better person and I will forgive and try and forget some of the things that have happened to me over the last year.
As most of you know I, like so many others, didn’t have the best year.
Started the new job, problems rolling over from my old job, bills and just normal life.
That being said, I have it GREAT!
I still have a new house, 2 working vehicles with both having radios and A/C, I am in an enjoyable marriage, I have friends and I have family, I have enough money to pay all of my bills, then even enough to go out once and a while, I have satellite TV and internet, I even have little vacations once and awhile, but one of the big things is … I have a job to complain about!
All of the problems that other people are having in the world right now, well, I for one am not going to forget how good I have it and the blessings I do in fact have.

So, what do I have to complain about, right?
Yea, some people said some stuff that upset me.
Guess what though, I wonder how much of it was based from other peoples own guilt?
I am just saying, I normally don’t get offended or upset when someone says something negative and it has nothing to do with me.
So guess what, if it did upset you, that more then likely means that there is some thought of guilt within yourself, making you feel like it was about you, when in fact it might not have been.
We all lash out at others when they say something to hurt us though.
It is human nature after all to not wish to get hurt.
Well, human and animal … and vegetable too.
I mean plants do grow away from negative environments, and then also toward positive ones.
Hum, all this time I have been trying to figure out how to be more like a dog.
Yea, let me throw a little more into that dog comment real quick, they love unconstraint and forgive in a heartbeat.
We should all long to be more like dogs in my mind.
I have said in the past, (Yes I know I did not say this first) I only hope to some day be the person my dog thinks I am.
Now though, I am wondering if I need to be more like a plant?

So, I am going to wrap this up.
This is the last I am going to say about the Thanksgiving issues.
You say I am petty, I say you are guilt ridden, we can only agree to disagree.

It’s a new year, and guess what, I forgive you all.

For those of you who think I need to be apologizing, I have in E-mail, over the phone and on this very Blog.
We all have flaws, we will all upset each other some times.
The other person I tried to talk to and apologize to, well, they never called me back so if you still read over my site, that’s the best you are going to get I guess?
So, as I have been told of late, I WILL BE childish!
I will remember what they tried to teach me in school.
Forgive, forget and play nice.

Bar’s & Stripe’s Goes live 1/3/2010, so please go take a look at … and forgive the first strip, I know it sucks!

http://www.barsnstripes.net/

I am not so sure what to say on this.
Part of me wants to try and explain myself … it’s getting over ridden though right now.
Part of me says I should wait to respond and cool down … it’s getting over ridden right now too.
I will say this though, the part about how often I talk to people was not a negative thing per say.
It was more of just, well, that’s a lot more then most people I know talk to there families.

Mom and I already spoke so I guess I just need to address her husband and my sister.

The last Blog was, well an eye opener for me.
I am sure you will say the same thing about it being one for you as well.

Fine one of you thinks I am a baby, and the other thinks I am not worth visiting anymore.
Say and think what you want.
I have been hearing I am childish and a baby a lot lately.
It must be true.
As childish as I am though, I am not going to bad mouth you all so openly, publicly and negatively with hurtful things on purpose to a place where your co-workers, church friends and real life friends can see it.
Even if the first stone was thrown by another, I might have called or E-mailed my assailant.

Most of that Blog wasn’t even about anyone in my direct family.
As my post comment said, there where more people involved in my day that day.
Looking back I can see how and why that Blog can and or would have had this effect though.
I wasn’t in a good place and my mind was wondering into someplace even darker.
The moving to Tonga was a joke.
That was supposed to be the strange and funny part of the Blog.
It didn’t come out that way.
I’m sorry …

I did have fun visiting everyone on Thanksgiving.
Yes, technically it had been years by a calendar’s standard but we only missed one Thanksgiving.
I hope that you can look past me and still injoy the memories of everyone else.
If I did move to Tonga, it is nice to know that because of my actions someone has thrown not only the people of Tonga, but my wife as well, out by saying that they don’t like the attitudes of the people there, and not just of one person.

I am not going to say the last Blog was taken the wrong way, I will say it wasn’t written the right way.
Words are a powerful tool.
They can be used and taken both good and/or bad.
They can also be as clear as a bell to one person, while as muddy as a swamp to another.

Happy 4 year anniversary honey!
I was going to write out something wonderful, and now you get this.
I can’t believe that I have once again ruined a day I worked so hard to make perfect for, with actions from my past yet again.
And no, I am not blaming anyone else other then myself.
It is 100% my fault, and my choice to leave this as it is.

That’s it, I’m sorry, take care, I’m done!

As I said in my Veterans day Blog, I left a lot out.
I deleted about a page of stuff that I wanted to say, but felt it didn’t pay tribute to the people it was about.
To be honest, I wasn’t happy with that whole writing effort at all and should have deleted more.
What I mean is, I had an ideal as to what I wanted to talk about, but never really got around to it I feel.
That being the current military personal who are fighting for our freedom even as we speak.
The freedom they provide, and the respect they deserve.

That is all in the past now though so lets talk about the stuff I left out, yea lets take a look at that.

I am, as most of you all know, a little more patriotic then some.
I understand that we as a people need people to help … no more like to tell us, what we need to do sometimes.
I understand that freedom has a cost.
I also understand that we truly are the most free people in the world.
That being said …
I, on the flip side of the coin, also understand that many people think that the Government has to much control, and I agree.
I understand that the cost of freedom has of late been very costly.
Then also that if we are so free, why can’t we do what we want when and how ever we want?
Not being able to do as we wish when we want makes many people think that we are not in fact free at all.
O how wrong my flock or murderers who believe that you truly are!

A lot of you do say though things like get our children home and out of that dessert.
Then some of you say that we need to be over there helping.
Then some others of you say things like me that are some amalgamation (Dear God I not only used that word correctly but also spelled it right on the first try!) of the two.
That being that we should be helpful but enough is enough.
We also have the group that says drop a BIG bomb in the desert already, build a trench to the ocean and open up the worlds larges Sea Park.
OK, I am the only one who might think the last part …

The point is, do we need to be over there?
I don’t think so.
Let me point out why though.
We are searching for a group of people by going door to door, this never works on TV in a small area, so why on earth would it work in a small country?
Not everyone over there is a member of this resistance so we have to treat everyone in good faith, that is until they pull that proverbial dagger out and then try and shove it in our backs.
Yes, some of them do wish us to be over there, but I think it is safe to say from all of the deaths of our troops that some of them don’t either.

So, I have an ideal.
It isn’t all politically correct, or even right in most people eyes, but I think it might work anyway.
We go and figure out where the best sand is.
You know the all around best section to try and live in/on with water and only the finest of caves.
We build a small city with buildings, wells, even irrigation systems so they can grow crops.
We open schools factories and then do an all call to the people of the land saying come to this place to live.
Drop off a bunch of livestock and then build a wall.
This will give all of the ‘good’ people a place to thrive and an escape from the terrorists.
We will have to implement some type of secret handshake but that can be figured out during construction.
Just make sure it isn’t the left hand …

I am joking of course, well actually no, in a lot of ways this would help the people and save us a lot of money in the long run, but lets think about the facts.
We, as Americans are getting tired of hearing from some random person knocking on our door that our child, spouse or parent will never get the chance to see us again.
We are getting tired of government leaders who worry more about a re-election vote and there own children’s lives then the people they send to war, making our decisions for us.
Sure, they have an inside scoop, lets put there child over there though and see how quickly they might vote differently.
(I also say, on a side note mind you, that we need to institute a mandatory military term for everyone.
It will teach discipline, respect and a bunch of other things too.
Plus, it will get the good old Wig Heads a chance to know fear as there own children are put in danger.)
These Wig Heads are making all of the decisions on what is best for them and there own, and not so much thinking about us anymore.

We are fighting in a war that was started because we stuck or noses in other peoples business.
We continue in this war because … I don’t know the real reason other then I guess so we can say we won?
Enough is enough!
Guess what, we can not win!
These people fight for a religious cause.
We are trying to convince zealots that they are wrong.
Yea, hasn’t worked so far I am sure if we keep fighting it might sink in …
What would happen if people came to America and told us that Christianity was wrong and started attacking us because we had different believes?
Would we not fight back as well?
Dear God we would fight back and then, well, I guess we would go to there country and attack them as well … is that what this is about then?
Separation of _____ and _____?

I joked about building a city for them, I do think it would be a wonderful thing but as we found out only a few generations ago in Africa that this ideal isn’t necessarily the best.
What I do think we need to do is to back off, bring our troops home and close the borders for a time.
All of these other countries have said that they support us but they have stopped fighting because the looses are just to great.
We have bankrupted our own country funding this conflict.
We have tortured and lost so many of our countries children’s souls that the pain will be felt for decades!
So, enough is enough already.
Pull out and take care of our own.
This country is broken and in need of aid.
I know that other countries need our help, but don’t we need it now too?
Don’t even give me that different founds and different budgets stuff.
Pull from the foreign aid funds and help our own already.

We keep trying to tell others how to live, how to help others and to do what is right.
We don’t do it ourselves though?
We keep judging these other people by a standard we ourselves have not meet?
Doesn’t the Bible say something about not judging others?
“Judge not least ye be judged thy self”

People, we need to take care of ourselves first and we need to do it soon!
Who are we to try and fix others when we are in fact so broken?
Does this ring a bell anyone?
Matthew 7:3-5
"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye,' when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye.

That’s it for now, and once again I kept a lot back in an attempt to stay civil and polite.
The real question is, why do I keep holding back?

I sit here trying to come up with an important topic to write about.
Something that will actually draw people in so much so that they will want to leave a message that warms my heart.
Once again though, I fail!

I can only think about one thing right now.
My vacation, and how it starts tomorrow after work.
We still have all kinds of things that we have to get done before hand, and more then likely will not I might add.
I find myself again in this same spot.
Sitting here, typing away and not doing what needs to be done.

I could tell you all about our vacation … but then I will have nothing to talk about once I get back.
I know, that’s like a free topic all by itself so why waist it now?
Wait … did I … OMG (O My God for you non texting people out there) I think I just had an epiphany!
Wait let me double check … wow I did!
I was thinking it might have been gas there for a second … it has happened before … But the topic I can talk about is VACATIONS!!!

Vacations are wonderful, and important too I might add!
We all need a break from the real world.
You know that world that we are all stuck in called life.
Most of us have jobs, or kids to raise.
Some people even have both. (God have mercy on your poor souls)
Some people though never get to injoy a vacation. (Insert sad AWW sound)
Some people can’t take the time off because their jobs do not grant benefits such as vacation time.
Some people just can’t afford it.
Some poor people just don’t want to get out and injoy the world.

It’s hard for me to believe the latter.
I can understand the thought that they might not think that they deserve to have a good time.
Even how once they get back all of the work they will be behind on from leaving, so that it isn’t worth the future headache.
Or even that it is hard to justify the expenditure of the money.
How though I ask, can people honestly not want a change?
Can people really be that afraid of change?
Do so many people actually have Baracknaphobia?
(I know that doesn’t go with the topic but working that word in is a lot harder then you all might think!)

If you think about it, one of the truths though is that this is still a relatively new addition to the American culture.
Vacations that is.
My Grand Parents generation didn’t get to do things like we do.
That generation was full of blue color workers.
The kind who if they fell behind on there work, they could loose there jobs.
The kind of people who didn’t get time off unless there was a death in the family.
The kind of people who cared about and where proud of not only there jobs, but the results they produced.
Not so much anymore.
What happened to our country to change us so much in such a short time span?

Well, how about unions going on strike?
They thought that spending time with their families and things might be important …
Hum, isn’t that strange how now that people have time off, people don’t spend it with there families and children … and look what all has happened the kids …
Other then the unions, good old Henry Ford helped out a lot.
He followed in the steps of a bunch of other union groups from the late 1800’s and moved to an 8-hour day, and the 5-day work week.
This, along with a bunch of other things lead us all into making a big vote and deciding that the 40 hour work week was a good thing as a people and helped to pass the Fair Labor Standards.

So, sometime after 1865 when we decided that slavery was bad, our hearts grew 2 sizes and decided treating our workers like slaves was a bad ideal too.
O the Grinch would be so proud!
Over the years though we have added more and more things to our great labor rules other then the 40-hour week.
We got Vacation, health care and of course we got sick time!
So we can call in and say that little Timmy is not feeling well when in fact we are going to the game …

Back to some semblance of a point …
So many people don’t get vacations.
Farmers for one don’t.
They can’t leave their farms alone for a week.
Who would feed the cow babies?
Who will keep the crops in check?
Who will keep the Scottish away from the sheep?
They, like the rest of us used to, still work 7 days a week and 16-hour days.
They though, after 20 years, don’t get the O so coveted Golden Watch.
Or a retirement check.

Then again, jobs of today stopped giving out the good old watch too.
More and more don’t give retirements either.
If you are hoping to get Social Security, well, keep hoping!
If we even have it when we get to the ripe old age … La Wife and I can not collect Social Security until we are 72!
Dear God, that’s 40 years away for me!
I can keep working where I am till full retirement, then go someplace else and retire from there too!

So the point is, if I have to work until I am 72, when I will be on a super fixed budget, and only a walker if I am lucky, why not injoy my years now while I still can?
La Wife and I do little trips.
We look forward to them.
It gives us a reason to keep going in a lot of ways.
We can keep going at our jobs on the worst days with the simple thought of “In a month we will not be here!”
It helps, trust me it helps!
So the point to this story is this; if you have time, use it!
Give yourselves something to look forward towards.
If it is a long weekend to do nothing, it is still a change from work.
If it is a long weekend of doing housework, at least something was accomplished.
If it is only a day trip to the beach, don’t forget the sunscreen … because office jobs have made our skin burn so easy …

Don’t though, please don’t, think that you don’t need a change of scenery every once and awhile!
Make a plan to do something different.
Even if it is only to go try a new restaurant, it is still something a little different from the norm, and something to look forward toward through the week.
We all deserve a little happiness, take it I am sure in some way you have earned it.
I mean, most of Europe has made it mandatory for their people to take vacations.
So much so that they are forced into taking on average 3 to 6 weeks off a year.
Why do we all still live in America?
O’ yea, because we are patriotic … Please O Please, don’t offer me a job in Ireland …

So the thought now is, if a vacation makes me happier at work.
If it then makes you more productive because you are not in a constant state of wishing to commit suicide because your job is dragging you down like the sirens of the cliffs …
Can I claim a Vacation as a Tax Right Off because it is for the betterment of my job and there for a work related expense?

Talk to you all when I get back … unless I am convinced to join the Pirates!!!

(Day 1 of writing this all down)

So La Wife and I are getting go away next weekend for a week.
It’s that wonderful time of year.
That time of year when the weather starts to change, the holidays are close enough to look forward to and for you to regret that you didn’t start saving and shopping sooner, hurricane season is near over, Halloween is close enough that the sweet smell of decaying pumpkins can be smelt, and … CRUISE TIME!!!

That’s right, once again La Wife and I are going out on a big boat of fun and entertainment.
We are hoping that this trip will be better then last time.
If you have been reading for a while you will remember that we went on a shore excursion in the trolley boat of doom!
Speaking of that, we will be going back to that location this time too …
This trip will be going to Cozumel Mexico, we hope to finally pick up a magnet this time.
Then we head over to Grand Cayman, followed up by Ocho Rios.
Hum, I just pulled up the map, we will be going all the way around Cuba, I guess that’s kind of cool because … I COULD MEET A REAL PIRATE!

If I was a pirate I would so rock out with a sword and the old school pirate pants!
Wait, if I was a pirate that would mean that it is a fantasy world … so my sword would actually be a Light Saber!
No, I wouldn’t be a Sith, possibly a Jedi who has fallen away form the path because I got tired of trying to figure out what the Muppet who talks backwards actually said, but a Sith I would not be!!!
Yea, I also wouldn’t be one of the really bad guys who just goes around killing people.
I am only an X-Jedi, again not a Sith after all.
I would take what I needed, and in an attempt to keep the great cosmic balance I would give large portions to charities and people in need.
You know, like the starving Fly people who have all of the people bugs flying around there heads.
(That’s makes since to me but I just can’t make it sound correct when I write it out, so, it’s a fantasy world and just picture a reversal of all of the starving African children commercials)
That’s right, I would be a Light Saber wielding, pirate’e Robin Hood!
O, and instead of a normal pirate ship I would be pimping out in a Hover Craft!!!
If I am going to dream, I dream dumb …
The sad part is, all of that was typed out in about 30 seconds and then I sat here and thought how cool a life that would be for about 3 minutes … help?

So back to the topic title …
We have so much to do today.
Laundry, dishes, dog washing and general house hold cleaning.
We do this so that when my In-Laws come over to watch Wonder Doggy they can just relax and injoy the atmosphere.
That being said, you see what I am doing right now.
That’s right, none of the housework …

What’s that old saying?
That’s right, the Great Gene Wilder said it best,
“So much time, and so little to do!
…
Strike that, reverse it.”

Back to the cruise though, this trip is going to have a Halloween shindig on it.
La Wife wants to dress up and go along … fun …
She has come up with a couple of cheep costumes I might be interested in.
First was a drunken redneck.
Easy enough, turn blue jeans, mix matched socks with flip-flops, torn white t-shirt with random stains on it and a bear bottle in my hand.
I know, easy right!
The problem is, once they figure out what I do for a living and/or where I live they will just think that I didn’t dress up.
Second is to do something with one of the masks we have hanging on the wall.
I wanted to do something with my drover, boots and all dark clothing.
Then grab a motorcycle helmet and break it in half at work and cover ½ of my face in blood.
La Wife said no because there are supposed to be children there L

This is getting to be stressful with so much to do!
I mean we are leaving Saturday!
Again, where am I?
Sitting hear working on 2 websites, writing a Blog that even I know is lackluster in nature, and thinking a nap sounds so good …

(Day 2 of writing because what all I wrote yesterday sucked and I refused to post it)

So yesterday, I went of to do things around the house … and got sidetracked …
I did finish with some of the stuff that needed to get done.
In the end of the night though I find myself at Perkins with a bunch of friends until around midnight.
That means today is cram day … if I was normal I could make a comment right now about how that takes me back to my high school and/or collage years.

Yesterday (Day 1) was in fact productive though.
As I said, I did do some of the house work.
La Wife ended up going out with her sister and after that got over to Wally World to get, hopefully, the last of the stuff we needed for the trip.
We also came up with costumes for or on board boat adventure.
I will be a cowboy, she will be a cow-girl … nope the not the silly bowlegged dip in your mouth cowgirl type.
A Girl Cow!
The cute kind with a bell, red bow and of course cute little cow ears!
For those of you who know me well, yes, me as a cowboy is in fact dressing out of the norm … silly rednecks!

I REALY RELY REALY need to get to work though.
So, although I have not filled your minds with wonder and wisdom, know that I will again soon get back to a meaningful topic.
I mean Halloween is coming up and I HAVE to say something about that!!!

OK, so … yea, um … WE TRIED TO BLOW UP LUNA?!?!
WHAT is going on with us?
Did we actually have a discussion about this as a people?
I SO was not told that this was on the ballot?
How did it even get on the ballot?
That had to be a great conversation to sit in on though.
You know the kind, the ones when after it you look in the mirror and know that at some point in the not so far past 2 of your ancestors hooked up!
Fool #1008 “We’s got this here old rocket we needs to be gettin rid of.”
Idiot #74 “Yea, I’s got some T’n’T I need to get ride of too. You scene a bow and some arrows by chance?”
Drunk redneck janitor who is the 2^nd cousin of the Director of NASA, that only got his job because he married into the family” “We should put them together and blow something up … think we could see an explosion if shoot them at the moon?”
It had to have been something like that, right?
Because these are supposed to be smart people, again, right?
I mean how much money did we spend for this launch?
Sure the rocket was old and no longer any good, but what about recycling?
We are looking for water and ice on the moon …
I am sure that the people living off the water in cactuses would have loved a crater, or ‘Well’ if you would, in there back yard?

Lets see other reasons this might not have been a good ideal?
1) What did the Luna ever do to us?
2) What if, just what if, we knocked it out of orbit?
3) What if we broke a piece off, and it came crashing into the Earth?
4) We are in a recession, that means money issues right?
5) What if under all the surface of the moon there is something toxic that is now floating down toward earth?
6) We could have just attacked a subterranean alien base!

Honestly, why do we let things like this happen?
In the movie V for Vendetta, the main character V says something that so many people took the wrong way.
He said ‘The Government should be afraid of it’s people.’
Let me say, I agree with that statement.
Then again, the concept of the movie Watchmen is, and is said through out ‘Who watches the watchers?’
We elect these people into office, and then let them get away with, well, yea murder.
What consequences do they ever have to face?
O darn, I didn’t get re-elected for a 14^th time … insert sad face as I walk away with all my millions from lobbied money.

OK, there are things that we as a people don’t need to know about.
Even things that we don’t want to know about.
Petty things that are beneath our concern levels like global warming, as well as things out of our grasp … like going to war over a pathetic hope of gaining daddy’s affection by finishing a conflict he could not.
We need a new check’s and balance system.
Someone needs to step up and say ‘Hea, that’s dumb and you all need to be fired … you over there in that bad toupee, yea you, you need to be arrested for a number of reasons, including that toupee!’
I mean honestly, if you are going to be wearing those things in Congress and the Senate, go old school and get the powdered white wigs!
I would so rock out in one of those if I was up there!
We as a people have elected ourselves out of our own welfare.
We have no say in if we think it is a bad ideal to go to war, who needs money because there business is important or even who’s pockets should get lined so we can keep ruining not only our future, but our, and our children’s way of life!

How is it even legal to have lobbyists?
I mean we have let them take over our Government by finding our wink links and convincing them to do things that they know they shouldn’t.
Don’t get me wrong, we have the few that are just the best spin-smiths out there who can make devil worshiping sound so darn good for the Nation.
Other then the few week people though, shouldn’t we have a collection of intelligent people who are outvoting them in an attempt to look out for our best interests?
You all know that it is true.

Just a quick reference, how about how they are letting the car industry run us into the ground because people are greedy.
No, not the bailout, they have been told for decades to make more fuel-efficient vehicles and they not only refuse, but also pay off the right people so that they can get more time to not do it in.

I can go on and on about this subject but the point of it all is, don’t shoot my dear Luna!
She is a wonderful woman.
She is worshiped by many religions, yea and we wonder why people hate us?
Random dumb redneck #871492 “Let’s shoot that guys God over there and see what he does about it!”

I know, if I wanted change I should run for election.
I should stand up and do something about it.
I wasn’t born into the ‘loop’ though.
I don’t have enough money to even get into local politics.

This all needs to be handled by the people, for the people.
We just need someone to lead us, wasn’t that one of the things we where voting for in the last election?
Change was the catch line wasn’t it?
Sure, it takes time, but even he can’t do what we need to have done to help us.

The rich will get richer, their children will be safe, and their children will inherit the world.
The poor will stay poor, our children will die in a war, or by the attack of a radical’s who’s God was just attacked, while our children will only inherit the workload … the sorrow, the pain, and the problems to small for the God’s in White Wigs to bother with.
We look to these people as our protectors and providers.
They look at us as if they are our saviors, you know the reluctant hero’s.

That’s right, they look down at us, with pity and disgust.

They only wonder why we can’t fix things ourselves because.
Because they do not look at us as there equals.
They should be looking at us with respect, if not fear.
They should look at each of us as one more vote that they need to make happy, as so they can stay in office.

We have the power to make change, we are just to lazy to do anything about it.
So, who am I more upset with?
Them for being this way, or us for letting it not only happen, but also to continue to happen?

PS – This is my 101’st real Blog … wow … this is almost a hobby!

If my Blog’s where puppies, I could make a sweet spotted coat!

Just a continuing of the Bar’s & Stripe’s message.

Building things you know nothing about is hard!

I mean, sure the guy who is writing the manual thinks he has made it as dumb person friendly, and just about as darn basically easy as he thinks is needed to be … but it isn’t enough for someone like myself!

Let me try and explain this a little better, it is not a door knob but it wouldn’t matter at this point to me, my mind is so shot out.

Example: How to unlock and then open a door know:

Yeppers, sure sounds easy doesn’t it, let me tell you what I am thinking after each one of these simple steps …

Yeppers, that sounds about right.

This brings me on to another subject, not really, but I am feeling foggy so lets jump.

Who names things?

Like Door Knob and Key.

HEHE

The reason I ask is I have some strange named animals.

OK, so the guy who fins a new critter gets to name it some scientific name that is normally something that’s sounds like there own name in some way.

If my Father were to find a frog, it would most likely be named after him.

Something like Flatulence-Anura (AKA the Farting Frog)

With a sub blurb about how it is especially noisy around stairs … hehe

The reason I bring this up is I have come across a bunch of strange animals and am wondering who thought that this was a good name.

Critter names:

Zonkey – it’s part Zebra and part Donkey … I still think it is part Monkey …

Stinkpot Turtle – Who are we to complain about how messy someone keeps there home?

Least Weasel – That’s a real ego builder now isn’t it?

Psammomy Obesus – Wow, who cares what it is we are openly saying it’s fat???

Dracula Bat – Poor little guy, who can live up to a name like that?

KAKA – Sure it’s the sound it makes, but also what its food makes …

Wahoo – That’s just a cool name! It’s a Kangaroo Rat from Australia

My personal favorite … hehe …Wonderpuss – look it up yourselves!

Now I get how names of things change over time.

Simple pronunciations or words from generation, or geographic location can be completely different.

Like how Yankees can for some reason not pronounce the letter ‘H’ when it starts a sentence?

Something’s we can look at and see roots in it from some Latin dialect or some other old language.

Then we have other things that just don’t make any connections such as the African Language of Xhosa.

Almost makes you wonder about that whole Tower of Babel thing now doesn’t it?

That’s it for now.

I have to go back to working on this darn comic ideal … I hate myself!

So yesterday I was uploading a bunch of photos to the picture section when I had an epiphany, if you will … who would have ever thought that I would type that out?

I had some questionable pictures on there.

Nothing crazy, but the wording could be taken the wrong way … OK, the wording was meant to be taken the wrong way …

I’m bothered though.

I didn’t understand because I am not afraid to say and do things in front of my parents anymore … ok more like ever.

So what in the world was it that was bugging me?

Have I not always been known for speaking my mind?

Saying what needed to be said, if for no other reason then to make the one other person smirk at said comment?

Then it accord to me.

Let me just say that I am not so happy that id did either!

It wasn’t that I was finally an adult?

We all know I haven’t grown up yet, right?

I don’t want to hear about having the same job now for 10 years!!!

It wasn’t that I was afraid of what others would say.

You know, like when our mothers used to be all up in your face with how it made them look bad when we act out.

It isn’t my religious beliefs either.

God made me, and gave me this warped since of humor …

That means that if it isn’t funny, it’s all his fault?

It’s not because some of my coworkers might find the page, or even some of my friends.

It was a fear of shame from a totally different aspect that is now bothering me, and making me remember a few other things that are important.

It was, dum dum dum … a fear that my nieces could come a pone my website.

How can that be some of you might ask?

I mean, my sister should totally have child protection blocks up and running just so such a terrible thing would never happen, right?

OK, so lets pretend that my sister is smooth like that and does have said blockers.

What about that friend, or co-worker who doesn’t, but does have a small child who happens across my ‘works’?

I will not say that my site is child friendly, wow, some of the stuff I talk about has offended some adults, infuriates some others, while still making some others tear up.

I fill people with woe, in so MANY strange and disappointing ways!

Like Joey used too … La Wife will get that one ... I hope …

I can’t believe it, I am slowly turning into one of those guys.

The ones who cares about the little eyes and ears.

The worst part is, I am not so sure I like it!

I know it is the right thing to do.

I even know why it needs to be done.

It used to be good enough that I didn’t curse in my Blog’s, I doubt any of you even noticed, but I didn’t … well the 7 deadly ones anyway.

But now, I have somehow taken it up a level and am thinking about innuendo?

I am blaming La Wife for this too I might add!

The other day, La Wife stopped me when I was cursing at a children’s park … I know, we don’t have kids … why where we there … isn’t that creepy…

I didn’t mean to, it just kind of … happened?

I know it’s wrong, I have no excuse as to why I did it either.

I guess it’s because I hear it all day at work?

I have become disassociated with the effects of it?

Have I, like so many others before me and after me, been disconnected from why we aren’t supposed to use these words?

Especially around children?

What’s that old rule?

If you wouldn’t say it in church you shouldn’t say it anywhere?

How in the world have we, as a people, come to such a sad place as this?

How have we broken away from the rules of proper etiquette so much so, as to say that we are willing to damage the future generations because of our own lackluster choice of actions and words?

A very funny comedian named Jerry Clower said　it best I think when he said, "Profanity is a public announcement of stupidity."

Isn’t that the absolute truth?

Using curse words has somehow become the go to generic nouns of choice.

We all know the F word.

It is after all the universal go to noun.

It is kind of like what Smurf was to the Smurfs.

How in the world did we let it become such a common word though?

It honest to God seems to me that people are happy, if not proud, of being uneducated?

Let’s look at our younger generations shall we?

Kids today injoy (HAHA) not having a better vocabulary and grammar.

They have abbreviated whole words into nothing more then grunts in some cases.

My Mother-In-Law is a teacher, who mentioned to me one time that kids turn in papers and reports with the abbreviations they use in text messaging.

Is this really the next generation we all long for?

The generation destined to bring peace and hope?

If they can’t even speak properly, how will they ever know what fork to use during a diplomatic dinner?

I honestly feel I know where some of the blame should go.

The Government, the help groups, the churches and the charities.

Yep, that is who I am blaming!

Why you might ask?

Because they are all enablers!

People used to work for everything they wanted and needed.

Now, they just expect it to be given to them.

We have women who instead of getting a job, have a child so they can stay in the system.

Well my little mother, no, mother is a bad word to use here, that would mean they cared for the child’s well being and future … we will call them all … egg donors or incubators?

I like incubators, for now, so we have this incubator who every day hates there life and says how it isn’t fare that the girl she went to middle school with is doing so well, and how it should be her who has all the nice stuff.

Even though the other girl worked her way through middle school, high school and collage so she could get a good job, and then earned the life she now lives.

Nope that’s not how it works in our incubators head now is it?

Once a week though our little incubator goes and gets a check from the mail box and then takes her food stamps to go buy food, or trades the food stamps for drugs.

Yes, some dealers do take food stamp cards!

Then once every month or two she puts in an application for a job she knows she is not qualified for before heading to the unemployment line to reregister for that weekly check.

Then she gets sick, or one of her little ones does, and she goes down and gets the free health care and medications she/they need.

The whole time this is going on though, our little incubator is thinking how unfair it is that her old classmate is doing so much better then her, and wishing her ill.

She doesn’t realize though, that her old classmate, and other people like her, are the reason she can live this wonderful life style she knows and loves so much, as a leech!

Hum, what does our little incubator really have to complain about?

Wow, our little incubator sure has it good and doesn’t have anything to worry about now does she …

O’ wait, I thought of something!

What is she going to do when her ovaries stop producing?

That’s right people!

We will pay our little incubators way then too … we just haven’t figured it out yet?

Back to the point, we will say this person dropped out in 6^th grade.

Her child is now raised by a person with a way below average education　… wait, nope　that is the average now isn’t it …

So, this means that less is expected of the next generation when they are going to school and low and behold this happens again.

The child makes it to middle school and meets Mister Right … we now have a　3rd generation in what, 30 years?

I’ll give you a few hundred years ago that was the norm … now though, it should be looked down a pone!

Let’s say this child wants to break the cycle and get away from this life.

Hum, how?

They can’t even get help with there homework because mommy isn’t smart enough, and guess what, neither is Grandma!

So the cycle continues …

Then, one day as you are talking by, you find yourself listening to them, and as you are walking past they say it isn’t fare how society treats them … and you ask yourself.

How?

Why?

What the Smurf!

We are paying you to live and do nothing!

We let you not only be a burden to our society, but also to breed more burdens into our children’s society too!

I can’t adopt a child, but you can pop out 6 children as so that you don’t have to get a job to support yourself?

I will be one of the first people to say that some time people with children need help, for that matter some times people without children need help!

Good single parent though especially need help … and a round of applause!

But, there is also a big difference between help, and then all out taking advantage of the system!

So what we have now is a group of uneducated people, raising more uneducated people, right?

What does that leave us with?

That’s right, a society of people who don’t know it isn’t OK to say and do certain things in front of a child.

A society of people who don’t understand what self pride and motivation is.

A society of people who think it is OK to leech off, or even rob, the people who go to work every day because, well, they most have gotten a lucky break to have the opportunity to go to work for a living?

Yea, so I am taking it all back to bad and unprepared parents I guess.

I will still blame the government, but that’s just my thing I guess …

The children of the world aren’t getting the educations in school they need.

Or the proper upbringing from there homes.

I am not pointing out the single mother who is working 3 jobs, but still makes time for her child when she gets home.

Giving enough time to make sure the children did their homework, ate a good meal and makes sure there children know the difference between right and wrong.

I am talking about the mother of 4 who sits in a couch watching TV all day as her eldest child takes care of its siblings.

Stand up and take responsibility for yourself, your children and all of your lives!

If you want to live better, be better!

If you want to have nice things, work toward and buy nice things.

If you want to watch your children succeed, succeed yourself.

Take that first step, and learn proper English!

Don’t sound like a　uneducated fool　when trying to get a job!

Learn how to take care of yourself!

Figure out what was detrimental to your life, and keep your children away from the same things.

Open your darn eyes, and just care!

One of the goals of everyone, should be to make the world better for the next generation.

So, don’t let your child slack off and become a failure from following your lead.

Step up to the plate and make them be better.

Don’t forget though, you need to step up and make yourself better too!

Yea, I know, who am I to talk?

I don’t have kids, I only have a dog … who doesn’t listen …

So, back to what ever point I started out attempting to make, even though I myself am a 9^th grade drop out, and even though I live in a trailer park, even though my Website and Blog’s are at times a little risqué, vulgar and in general all around bad …

I would like to think, that it is still far enough over the line that if a child were to look at it, it might not be the worst thing they can do.

This leaves me with only question left in this topic; do the French actually have a maid service or just the cute costumes?

Because we have proven that all though our intentions are good, we can’t clean this up.
We sure could use someone else’s help in cleaning out this toilet bowl we now live in!

PS: Don’t let your children read this insanity and stupidity … it might not be bad but it might melt their brains!

PSS: Thanks LA Wife for helping me to remember the simple things sometimes!

PSSS?: Thanks again everyone and everything … if you have to ask, I’m sorry for you!

Last weekend, Friday Sep 11^th that is, La Wife and I, with adult supervision of course went to a Pub!

Now our chaperons, (Quick side note here. That word pulls up all kinds of strange stuff with spell check when you start it with an S … I googled it with the words High School to figure out if it was right … Eye R smart!) who I guess should both be named but all I have so far is Haggatha and Spouse, ended up being somewhat alright during this event, but they kept telling La Wife and I to keep 4 inches apart and would only let us hold hands … so we decided our next Pub crawl would be without them!

That leads us to our next Pub of the week … now that I type that out I have been to 3 Pubs/Bars in 2 weeks.

Am I becoming an alcoholic?

Do I really want to be the guy who has his own bar stool and when I walk in everyone screams out my name?

Do I really want to throw all of my money away into a bottle just so I can forget my life?

Wait, been there and done that … the forgetting my life that is so I guess I will only go there now to pick up strange woman?

Nope, that can’t work, I keep going with La wife now don’t it.

Nope, I gave up smoking, mind you that is good for two reasons.

On that note real fast … how is it that they can tell me I can’t smoke certain cigarettes but alcohol is still fine?

What’s worse?

15 year old smoking a flavored cigarette, or getting drunk at a party?

Didn’t we lean things like this are a bad ideal back in the 1920’s during the Prohibition?

I think this is another topic I need to hit on in the near future, but I will not because I don’t read my own Blog to remind myself so I will forget all about it by then …

Wow, I have no clue why I put up with going to these establishments … wait, that’s right darn I am losing my mind over here now aren’t I.

It’s because of the food!

We ended up at Fiddler’s Green in Winter Park Friday night … and Saturday night … It is an Irish Pub.

They serve Corn Beef and Cabbage … I don’ think I need to say anything else, but I will!

We came, we saw, we ate!

The next night, we found ourselves coming back form the Sanford, and/or Central Florida, Zoo and found that we had hunger pains.

Being that it was good the night before, one of the people with us had never eaten there, and we where about to drive right past it again (Well it was a few miles out of the way but shut up already) we pulled in yet again.

Onward always onward … because although time travel is possible with current theories all we can do is go forward into it … then once there we can not come back … so what you are telling me is that honestly as advanced as we are as a people, Cave-Men where the first people to figure this out?

Wow I think I just plugged Geico insurance?

We honestly have spent Millions, no more like Billions of dollars to tell me all I have to do is fall asleep one cold night in the snow and low and behold I can wake up in the future?

It’s true isn’t it?

All we can do is perfect inventions, nothing new is really being come up with.

O go ahead and say something like well our parents didn’t have lap tops and cell phones.

Nope, they hade big box computers and calculators, and then just normal phones.

If you tell me that they are different I will agree, but, they are still the same darn thing’s to, so shut up.

Fine, don’t shut up!

Their great grandparents didn’t have either.

You are right yet again, and wrong!

Wow I hate arguing with you all some times … even though I know at this point I am arguing with myself so shut up, read on … but keep arguing with me in my head please.

They had the abacus and the mail system … what?

Really?

You are going to ask me how the darn mail system turned into the phone?

Sorry I forgot to remind myself that not all of you are up to par with my great brainpower, and you have somehow forgotten the all mighty telegraph already!

We know that our pilots have not forgotten it, being that they are smart enough to blink out code when captured.

Wow, I so just took this somewhere, and I am not sure if it is working but I hate hitting backspace … unless spell check can’t figure out the world … then I have to rewrite whole sentences … but that’s another story …

We moved on, but at the same time we moved backwards.

Everything comes form somewhere, if it doesn’t we call in Torchwood …

For some reason I decided I needed to go off and get my Irish roots wet not once, but 3 times.

That being said, I think I am good for a while!

I swear to God, I am rereading this trying to remember what I wanted to write about and honestly have no clue … and my parents didn’t believe I had ADD!

Let’s take it back a little farther then … no not to our Great, Great, Great Grandparents, but why we ended up a t the Zoo.

It was Hispanic appreciation weekend, or something like that.

La Wife’s, brothers, wife and their daughter are of Hispanic.

Puerto Rican to be more to the point that is.

So, La Wife’s brother found out about this event, and decided to drag us all off to the Zoo … if we wanted to or not, in the 120 degree heat, with an hour plus drive each way … No, actually we wanted to go and we had a lot of fun but he is an in-law so I have to make him, and all of the rest of them, sound like horrible people.

So that my own family can feel better about them selves when they find out I spend more time with my in-laws then I do with them.

Remember kids, you are forced into family … not who you hang with.

Unless you are in Prison that is …

Back to the point, wow I honest to God have lost it haven’t I?

At this point with all of the hype and junk I have made you read I feel what I am about to say is just one massive let down, and that it will not have been worth your time to read all of this.

They have a Zip-Line course, and I want to do it … 25 more pounds to go and I can!

How about like this?

When you add in the word OK into what ever you are doing, is it supposed to be capitalized?

What does it mean anyway?

O, shut up I know it means that things are all right!

I mean, what does it stand for?

I could look it up but I need to get to the point that I am going for here so I will not, and I might very well be lost in a void of uncertainty when I find myself using it improperly for the rest of time.

You know like when people say that they were assaulted, when in fact they got battered.

I love that one.

Yea go ahead and think what you want, I, being the wonderful person that I am, will break it down REAL easy like for you peeps.

Assault = The threat of an action that would lead toward the end result of harm

Aggravated Assault = The person who wants to smack you down is hard core, or a weapon might be involved

Battery = You got smacked down

Aggravated Battery = You got smacked down MMA Style, or a weapon was again involved

How to remember this you might ask?

Have you ever heard of ‘Assaulted Wife Syndrome’?

Nope, it’s Battered … just like how I like my chicken!

I know, you all are looking it up and it says that assault is the attacking, it’s wrong.

That’s just become the English language is an evolving monster that keeps getting stupider with each generation.

The first part to this last little section was, if ever your spouse hits you and you call the police say it right and then make it witty like ‘She battered me with like a Fried Green Tomato!’ … Then watch the officer try not to smile … it’s a fun game I promise!

The second part to that section above is Brought to you by the letter B … wait, sorry losing it I fear …

When I have doubts on if something in the written word is right or not, or even if it isn’t but I want to know if it works in the weird way I am aiming for, I ask La Wife.

She is one of the GREATEST wordsmith I know, with an imagination that rivals … well, it even rivals mine!

Honestly though, she’s got some talent but being the modest little mouse that she is, she doesn’t show it off at all.

She so could have been a Bard!

So lets see what kind of trouble I can get myself into now shall we?

She doesn’t do it often and this bothers me, so I am going to try and make her feel bad and at the same time get you all hooked on her works so that you too can demand her to keep her God given writing skills and imagination going.

I honestly feel everything happens for a reason.

That being said, she was given a gift, it must be to share it right?

She says I don’t say enough about her work, I don’t … it’s a genetic/learned thing from being in my family … we don’t seem to complement each other.

Mind you, I like it that way, but La Wife deserves some props so here I go …

I am not saying this because you are my wife, or just a blind complement to make you happy, you are a good writer in a world of people of our generation who think they can when in fact they can’t.

You don’t write the silly poetry like the girl who thinks her life sucks, or the boy who knows 3 cords on his 6 stringer, who thinks he’s the best.

This is the work of a woman who has cried the tears of joy, and laughed at the situations that have dropped others to their knee in sorrow.

Simply because it was all you could do to keep your sanity.

You heart and mind know what it means to wish the best, and help in anyway that you can for the stranger next to you trying to reach there goals and dreams.

When in fact your own seem so far away with no help in sight.

I cant help you out as much as you deserve … but who knows, this might catch the eye of the right person it needs to … then you can get noticed, and find the money you deserve.

So that I might be one of the lucky people who will be able to see you fulfill your other dreams, like you deserve!

Brace yourselves people, this isn’t the crud my generation thinks is passable as ‘Art’, this is the real thing …

You rock hun, prove me right (Not that that shall be hard!) and show it off …

YOU HAVE YOUR OWN SECTION!

HEHE, I am so in trouble ... might as well go and take the next step … I already posted one of your works … I’m going to go run and hide now … it was nice knowing everyone … please click on her link above so I can die with the hope that my goal was reached!

Yea, so I have very little to talk about this week.

I know, how can that be?

I live an adventurous live filled with … adventure!

I mean, I have gone to 2 new dinning establishments this very week, and to boot they were both good!

Well now, I guess I have a starting point now don’t I?

Thursday night La Wife and I went out to a restaurant in Downtown Orlando called The Crooked Bayou.

It was just a little hole in the wall bar … it had some darn good food though!

Friday night, La Wife Haggatha, and Husband of Haggatha went to a place called Rangeland Road.

It is an Irish inspired place.

It had 2 guys singing, one with a guitar and one with a violin.

Then in them middle of the room there was a small stage where a girl would come out and dance.

Fun was had by most!

PS: Thanks for the appetizer!

Back to something though that was on my mind this week.

What’s the difference between suicide and refusing medical treatment?

More to the point, if I have terminal cancer why can’t I kill my self a more user friendly way other then pain and suffering?

Why can’t I go off and go to a wonderful place and plunge myself in the head with a piece of rebar?

I can refuse treatment though and that means the same thing right?

I want to die and have found a way to make it happen … but it isn’t suicide?

So why not let me die the way I choose instead of some long drawn out painful way?

Go ahead and say because with a terminal thing such as Cancer, it is natural and God’s choice … I still end up on a metal table with a giant Y cut into my chest in the end so why not let me go my way?

Moving on …

That’s just one side of it though now isn’t it?

At what point is it OK to put a person down?

We do it to animals when they are suffering and there is no hope.

Lets say a child is born into a pain stricken body that we know will only have a few hours or days to live at best.

Should we have the doctors come in and pull the tubes off the child just to save the parents from the pains of growing more attached?

Should we pull the plug because in an attempt to save the money it costs to keep the dead alive for just a few hours longer?

How about the girl who is missing ¾ or her brain and lives completely off of life support with absolutely no brain movement because that part of there brain is not damaged, but GONE?

What is the point to keeping this person alive?

Is it even alive?

Dear God, that is one of my nightmares is to be in that kind of condition.

I would be thinner though … you know with the liquid diet … is it worth getting washed by strangers and never getting to watch Scrubs though?

All of that just because the parents refuse to give up hope … so they lock her soul into a dead body for 30+ years.

Yea people, guess what, not me!

If I go down with no hope of recovery, give my peeps time to come say goodbye for their benefits and then pull the cord!

Take me to the crematorium and then throw me in a river somewhere!

Mind you there is a method to this madness … On Judgment Day when all the bodies rise from the graves, I figure it will take me a few days if not years to reform.

So, I can go to the end of the line and wait it out.

I then hope that they will be so tired of and ready to stop reading all the sins that they will just wave me past …

I gotta have a back up plan peeps, because we all know I am not getting in on merit!

Then in another direction on the same topic, sorta, we also have the people who keep there parents alive well past there expiration dates.

All this as they fight about there parents Will’s so that their siblings don’t get that one special something or other.

Guess what Evil Sister, I don’t even like our parents but if it helps keep them from being forced to suffer through a soul ripping existence of seeing the light and being held back by tubes and cords so that they can’t make it to it … you can have it all.

My parents don’t have a lot … well they don’t have a little either but that’s not the point.

What is there’s, is there’s and not mine though.

They earned it and got it, and in the end although they cannot take it with them, it still isn’t mine.

What makes me think that I deserve my fathers $11.00 in loose change more then his wife, step children and or my sister?

Or even his best friend who he collected it with over the years from the loose change after buying lunch every day together?

Things are just things yes, but they are also memories.

It might not seem like anything to you, but it might mean the world to me … or more so to that person on E-Bay …

I have earned very little over my 30 plus years here.

Guess what, it all goes to La Wife and she can decide what to do with it … I might give my comics to that un-named military guy I know, but if not she can take them down and sell them for … add this … carry that … divide by … a T-Shirt at the comic book store.

Or she can take them to the orphanage and give them to the kids, it doesn’t matter to me.

That’s how I look at it though, and that’s probably wrong in the eyes of a lot of people.

We will say, hum who is my old go to girl, Paris Hilton!

She might when her parents die go to court screaming that she has earned her inheritance.

How?

She was born into that family so that makes it right?

Let’s say her parent’s give it all to charity.

You know that she would, I’m sorry she might, then go get 100 attorneys to find a loophole and then start slandering her parents saying that they were not all with it and the charity that got the money tricked and/or fooled them into signing over all the money.

What right does she have to say this?

She didn’t earn it in any way shape of form.

Just like what right do you have to take what isn’t yours, or keep someone form moving on to the peaceful rest of time?

Greed my Murderers, I tell you Greed!

So I leave you with this …