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 …

As you all know, I left last weekend.

So turn about being fare play, La Wife left me this weekend to go stay at some resort.

I know, I really do give her to much freedom.

As the old saying goes though – If you set it free and it does not return, it’s a good day … that’s right, right?

So lets see, what will I be doing all weekend you might ask?

Even if not, I will respond because it is 1am in the morning and I have nothing better going on.

Tonight, Friday, I had some friends over and we played cards.

Tomorrow, well I guess latter today … but that means that I didn’t have friends over today but in fact I had them over yesterday and now this is getting confusing.

Speaking of confusing, when exactly is the change over from ‘late at night’, ‘early morning’ and then that point you realize that you aren’t going to get enough sleep so you just stay awake and drink coffee?

Speaking of coffee, do you all realize I haven’t had caffeine in a few years?

For some of you it is a religious thing, for people like me … I don’t have an answer but wow is it crazy fun when I do by mistake!

Fun for others, painful headaches for me …

O’yea ß is that right?

I use it a lot and I don’t know?

Then again, this is my Bloguverse as previously mentioned so it is now!

Webster has no power over me!

Other then making me think an X football player might be an OK adopted father that is.

Back to the point, tomorrow I am going to the comic book store, I know I can’t believe I am saying it either, then going off to hang with some people I don’t really like but I do anyway for some strange reason about once a month.

Sunday I will probably fry up some chicken and await La Wife’s return.

I know, I know how to live don’t I?

The point here is, I am still working on my new website and don’t have time to get into a deep rooted theoretical conversational, wow that’s a big word and I spelled it right, topic right at this moment.

I have a few I want to touch on, you know the simple things like:

That’s it for now, I will be working on a good Blog in the VERY near future.

This website is proving to be a bigger thing then I was ready for.

I also still have to draw out some comic strips for you people too.

I need sleep … night … (Snore)

I, as all of you should know, left La Wife on her own for a long weekend while I left the state to head off to Atlanta.

I meet up with my old pal and we headed off to Dragon Con to get our Geek on!

Yes, we did also go to the Varsity, no we did not get yelled at L

We also headed over to the Under Ground … don’t bother it’s all Hip Hop shops now.

Side note – The Coke Museum moved and now charges to go into it.

We stayed at the Hilton Suites … it sucked, no really it did.

We expected SO MUCH more from a Hilton … I hade to carry my own bags people!

We ended up staying about 14 miles form the event, it took 45 minutes to drive it each time … gotta love that kind of traffic!

Back to the main event though … Parking?

Yea lets talk about parking for a moment shall we?

Friday night was $17 for 4 hours.

Saturday was $22 for the day.

Sunday was … yea $10, we found a better spot … and just as close …

So, Friday night we get there and decide that we will go ahead and buy our tickets and get this party started.

Glad we did because it only took us about 15 minutes to get it done, when Saturday morning the line was outside and around the building with a wait time of 8 hours!

We walked in and low and behold … it was insanity!

We think there where about 50K people there.

We know at least 20K.

This thing was 3 hotels and 4 full floors in each hotel.

People, this was big!

We saw people in costumes and all kinds of insanity … we think we found heaven?

We walked around for about 4 hours on Friday, 10 hours Saturday and then 6 hours on Sunday … we think we saw everything?

At least the things we wanted to … well except for the things that ran at the same time, or had lines around a city block to get into that is.

The only thing I can really think about that you all will find of interest is this one story.

Now mind you it is a good story, but other then that I think all I can do is show a few pictures and call it a day?

How to start this …I was standing at the information booth because I was lost once again.

I can see, because I was only about 15 feet away form them, Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner sitting in a booth signing autographs.

Then I see 2 BIG security guys walking toward Shatner, so I keep an eye on what’s going on because I am in line with nothing better to do.

Low and behold some shorter man in a sports coat and black ball cap lunges forward and kissed Shatner smack darn dab on the lips and the whole crowd stops doing everything and we latterly heard Shatners pin drop to the counter.

Nimoy is staring with a total lack of words and security starts screaming no photos.

Then the smaller man takes off his ball cap and low and behold I am looking at Patrick Stewart.

That’s right every one, I got to see ‘The Man’ run up and play one of his well known practical jokes, right in front of me.

He said hello to a bunch of people thanked security for their help and waved as he pulled his cap back on and disappeared back into the crowd.

He made his escape right next to me and I glanced over smiling at him and he gave me a low wave and a big smile as he then looked right back at the security guard in front of him and then back toward the floor to avoid others noticing him.

To say that he was a big name is an understatement!

The line to get his autograph was about 4 hours long and you only got 20 seconds with him … yes, the line was that long and no I didn’t wait.

He is much shorter then I realized, and I don’t know if he was wearing make-up or not but he looked great.

It could have been the magi of the moment but even my Short Military biddy said he looked right at me as he passed and that he did in fact wave at me.

That’s right people, yours truly rocks … so much so that Patrick Stewart noticed me!

Or, he thought I was a mentally handicapped person and thought it would be nice to throw me a smile … either way, I won!

So, I being the smartest thing in the house at the moment … other then the dog … I working on building a website.

OMG, it used to be easy … now, not so much!

I just wanted to let everyone in on this.

Things I am trying to figure out:

I see why people get paid for this now.

Any volunteers?

I have a Shiny Quarter!!!

This sucks!

I still have to do a Blog about my trip today too L

Today I decided to call and verify everything for my upcoming trip to Atlanta.

I first called the car rental place, who told me all was in good order still.

I then called the hotel, who did not say the same thing.

The room I had I was informed, was not only not available … but did not exist!

What you might ask?

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.

This mad me sad … I love my friend and all, but I wanted separate rooms for a reason.

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.

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.

Good guy, right?

He made me happy so yes, he is a good guy … in the mean time …

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!

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.

That’s right my little murderers, I saw a ‘If you have questions please call!’ number.

So I did … I know I can write suspense novels … I am so darn good at this!

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.

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?

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?

So I am happy and we are chatting and I give all of my information and what happens next?

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 …darn 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.

Back to the story you are all so riveted and held in suspense about.

She told me that as she was hitting the button it was slow and lagging and the room was booked out from under me.

This makes me sad … O such a sad panda … I know most of you will not get that reference but deal with it anyway.

She asks me if I can hold for a few moments as she looks into something for me.

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.

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.

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.

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 …

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.

That’s right my peeps, I feel like a Jefferson because I am moving up!

All joking aside, I have used Hotels.Com a few times before and have never had a problem with them.

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.

I wonder if I will see Paris?

I see London I see France I see Paris’s under … wait … she doesn’t where those …

No I will not show you the picture proof … you all O me!

PS: It’s good to double check reservations … your tax dollars at work!

That’s right!

I successfully succeeded in doing something I did not in fact want to do.

That’s right everyone, I went more then a week without writing to you all.

I know that you, my loyal readers, might be lost without my words and all I can say is that I am sorry.

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!

My Murder!

Well now, that doesn’t sound so good either, but I like it anyway so deal with it!

Hehe bird brains hehe!

I wish I could give you all some great reason and explanation as to why I have not written, but I can’t.

Worse then that, I will not write next week either I fear.

Why you might ask?

Or even if you didn’t, you are still reading this so guess what … you will find out anyway!

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.

O how I dislike that place!

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!

My Old Army buddy, who still needs a name I might add, has decided we need to see each other more often.

That being it’s been like 4 years now and I guess it is about time.

He has also decided that Atlanta is about ½ way between both of us and that we needed to go to a convention together.

Yea, so what do I have to say about all of that?

4 DAYS AWAY FROM LA WIFE!!!

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.

So, that’s what’s going on.

I will write again before I go about a few other things my little murder’ers?

What to write?

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.

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 Iyou?

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.

Speaking of that, why is it no one ever disagrees with my sentiments?

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.

That didn’t take as long as I thought it would to be honest …

While over there, I had a lot of time to think … MRE’s have strange effects …

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!

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.

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 … Shut up, MRE’s have strange effect …

I saw what a ‘War Torn Land’ is, and wish it a pone no ones people.

To boot, I saw more sand then you can comprehend … you think you can, but you can’t!

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.

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.

She was our tour guide.

As her being the only woman worth a darn, and her perfect English, we spoke to her and found out a lot about her.

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.

She was sent to America to learn English and to learn things to talk to us about.

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.

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.

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!

That’s right, I said it, they covered there woman because they where embarrassed of them!

Then we have this one, in my eyes it is just disappointment for both sides, as from what I saw anyway!

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!

I have a friend/co-worker who each of his children he sent to different 3^rd world countries when they turned 15 to see how good it is in America.

It’s funny every time I hear about it, and I think a real eye opener.

Talk to you all again sooner or latter … hopefully I will have a good subject/topic here soon?

I am sitting here writing, well typing but lets not get to technical, while La Wife is off cooking brunch and cleaning the kitchen.

It’s good to be a man!

… Before one of you says it, yes I do long to be one someday!

I was looking around and started to think, wow, I have it good!

I have La Wife, and Wonder Dog!

I not only have a job, I have one that is not only good, but also enjoyable … Injoyable, yea that’s better …

I not only have a place to sleep, but it isn’t to bad of a place to boot.

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.

I have, with La Wife’s assistance, all of these things and 2 working vehicles.

That not only run and have radio’s, but also both have A/C!

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!

I even have alone time whenever I want it, God I have it good!

So what do I have to complain about you might ask?

Well let me tell you … yea, I got nothing of any substantial value so lets move on shall we?

I, like so many others have traveled around outside the US once or twice now.

I have been all over the Caribbean, Mexico and the Middle East.

I did have lay over stays in Paris and Ireland but I never really got to see the country L

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.

In this way I can, again, say I am a blessed man.

I listen to people every day complain about how bad the Government is and how much better it is in other places.

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!

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!

Shut up or go home already, but, if nothing else, STOP voting in my elections!

I shouldn’t say so much on that one, I don’t vote …

Also, if it is so great in Canada and Europe with the free medical care … GO ALREADY!!!

Yes, we are working toward a Government Medical Aid, sorry people, we NEED it so shut up already!

Stop looking at the now and look toward the near future.

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.

Also, the person will only be out of work for an afternoon instead of a week or so!

So many people are saying that it isn’t fair for us to be paying for others health care … WHAT?

What do you all think Medicare and Government Health Clinics are doing?

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.

So, please tell me what is so wrong with this?

It’s making it more like a Socialist network?

When did Canada and England go Socialist?

I SO did not get that memo … is that what the Boston Tea Party was really all about?

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?

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!

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!

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?

Anyone look at the other bills they are trying to ass?

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?

Things need to be lobbied for, but wow, COME ON ALREADY!!!

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!

How many trillions now are we in dept?

How much of the country now belongs to over seas organizations?

I am starting to rant, time to move on …

I disagree with the President on a few items but not so much this one.

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.

Speaking of the President, let me point out something to all of you!

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???

How stupid are people … wait, never mind … moving on … Grr …

I would like to say a quick thank you to all of the people who came over yesterday.

That being said, there it was and I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.

The thank you that is, and not so much the visit.

We laughed, eat, exchanged stupid stories and played video games.

Yep, what else do you need to equal a good time?

I mean, video games make everything better … just like bacon!

Wow bacon is good!

La Wife and I, and even a few coworkers, have sat around trying to think of things that aren’t better with bacon.

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.

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.

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.

Does that make me kind of like M. Night Shyamalan in my little Bloguverse?

(Section #2 Happy?)

Back to the opening line, and subject title too I guess?

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.

We where reminded of how some of us used to meet up every month for dinner …

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?

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?

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.

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.

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!

I think that that covers it doesn’t it?

Wait, wow, for once Word didn’t try and tell me not to use that and that back to back with each other!

Could it be that my computer is finally learning that I do things because I want to, no matter how wrong they might be?

Could it be that my computer is in fact learning … DEAR GOD ITS SKYNET!!!

Wow, my computer can learn but my dog still only knows 2 tricks … this is wrong!

Now, I wouldn’t mind if my I-Phone learned a few more new tricks.

I actually encourage it, with the lovely applications that I can download onto it.

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.

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.

Then, my Phone and my PC will be true friends … wait, do I Want my computer and phone to hook up and be friends?

What will be next?

Midnight conversations about me?

Unwanted file swapping?

Out of network communications to other servers?

OMG IT IS THE START OF SKYNET!!!

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.

Do you hear me Mr. ”Save the Seals”?

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!

Sara, you tried to warn us but we never listened, we will be, and I am, sorry!

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.

Darn technology, I didn’t realize I needed it as bad as I do until TEVO.

Well I guess Cars and A/C are big too but lets be realistic.

We all finally opened our eyes after TEVO came out and we all found out that we where addicted to technology.

So let me begin …

Hello, my name is John, and I am addicted to technology.

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.

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.

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.

You know, because I have a wife who can do it better, and I don’t want to embarrass myself in trying!

I read about another world’s largest thing, it was a cupcake.

It was 15 pounds of fudge and 60 pounds of icing.

Wow!

It’s at the Mall of America … I think I would like to go there.

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.

We could just go to the flea market and ride the rides there and get just about anything we want there too.

Of course if we are going to go to a flea market we should go to the one in Webster, they do have everything.

Then we could eat at that country restaurant, or the all you can eat fried chicken place.

I grew up in a place that hade a nice chicken place, but now it is closed because the new managers sucked.

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.

Now that I am thinking about sad things I remember all of the dogs I have had over the years and miss them.

Dogs are good because they are loyal and like you for no other reason then you are you.

I heard once a person say that they only hope that they can someday be the person that their dog thinks they are.

I like that saying.

Other things I like … PIZZA!

We had some last night but it wasn’t so good.

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.

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?

No wonder the bike was such a big deal back there.

First the bike, then the little basket!

Can you picture Kevin Bacon doing the movie Quicksilver with a basket on the front of his delivery bike?

You know, Quick Silver is also a character in the Marvel universe (AKA Bad Guy to the X-Men and son of Magneto)

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.

It was not cost efficient they said so they canceled it.

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.

Now that I have brought up enjoyment’s … that seems to me like it should start with IN instead of EN.

Simply because it makes more since to me that way, as if, you are IN Joy’ing something.

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?

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.

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!

Remember the good times for what they where, and not what they have became.

Don’t forget the little things in the world that make you happy.

IN-Joy what you have, but still look forward to the future.

Keeping going toward those future happy moments and memories.

PS: I need to find more clip art pictures to post L