Keeping on keeping on

Yesterday was interesting here, at this blog, and I would like to address some interesting comments I got the other day, but not right now, other things keep coming at me so I’m going to clear them out, move them on, over to here.

Sumo, I just make stuff, don’t really use recipes. But I have talked about a few things I’ve made in old posts. When I do the Friendship dinners it’s always a spaghetti dinner.

Melissa …. Yes, you might be God, as you say, I think you are, now all you have to do is think you are. I think it may be a little more difficult for women to grasp the God concept because they have to grasp the God/Goddess concept. Terri and Grian/Lee pretty much gets it and Grian/Lee is only 29. Shoot, at 29 I was a spiritual idiot and was busy living, working, having fun and rejecting anything and everything about God, even as a spirituality. Actually, in my middle twenties I do recall reading something that stated we where God and it made perfect sense to me. But just living life back then was distracting so I kept forgetting that. Lived it the best I could though without giving it much thought. Most of us do a lot of stupid things in our twenties.

And ten world leaders will not spontaneously combust, only a mystical, biblical, God could do that, and no such critter exists.

Sewmouse, God did not create me in his image, I created God in my (our) image. Ohhh, that was pretty deep, are you keeping up?

Paul F… I understand that some of my answers lack some sort of logic, especially if you haven’t followed my blog from day one. But they are a lot more logical than answers you will get from a Christian or Muslim. Logic is like everything else, in evolution. Give it another hundred years. Actually, much of what I say is hard to understand because I don’t have proof to back it up, the scientists just hasn’t gotten there yet, but they will in time. I’m not interested in making up stories for kids, I’m interested in changing adults minds, then other adults can make up the stories the future kids are told.

A man and his wife are watching the boxing on TV. The husband sighs and says, "Man, what a rip off!. It was all over in four minutes!" The wife replies, "Now you know how I feel." LOL

The best kind of control in the world is self-control.

Some people have a right to their opinions, they earned them through experience and sometimes the gentle guidance of others. And sometimes through very hard journeys and quarrels with others. First some random thoughts from a complex mind that shares all that is in it.

Inside every older person is a younger person -- wondering what the hell happened.

Things are going to get a lot worse before they get worse.

Old age ain't no place for sissies.

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

I'm not going to vacuum 'til Sears makes one you can ride on.

When women are depressed they either eat or go shopping. Men invade another country. Women need to start knocking their men on the noggins and tell them to knock that crap off.

I keep email exchanges with ‘Crazy’ as short as I can, yes, we still communicate some, I know, I’m most likely being a fool, but I’m a damn good fool. She is as different as I am, if she wasn’t I wouldn’t be at all attracted to her. I like her ‘energy’ and the fact that she can really focus on something when she wants to. I’d like to give her a slow good full body massage, with lotion, and take her to a happy place. LOL

I had asked her if a fan that I’m missing was at her place, and part of the messages went so.

Actually, I think what I have misplaced is my brain. If you see that little bastard running around anywhere kick it in the butt and tell it to get home. B

The receipt is a program component. I will try to get rid of it.
I know.
Being as..
I used to teach computers...
Would you like some help with it?

You know a LOT OF STUFF. J
Spent a lot of time learning it.

And when I boot up my computer it says, "Hey Billy, lets rock and roll".
When I shut it down it says, "No Billy, no".
Billy is a different little fucker isn't he? LOL

That last message threw her for a loop. LOL…. BTW, I have had some fantastic sex with ‘Crazy’ while looking into her eyes, too bad she wasn’t here. LOL

Despite the myth of the isolated loner writing a great novel in his log cabin, geniuses are almost never solitary individuals. On the contrary, they're usually deeply involved with their families, their colleagues, and quite often with their enemies and rivals. Geniuses are usually surrounded by other people. Not just by yes-men, either. Indeed, the final quality of genius I want to mention - and it's far from the least important - is the power to bring out the genius in others. That’s true, I get out and about a lot and have a lot of experiences.

Geniuses in every field have certain characteristics in common. They're inspired, they're resilient, they're focused - and most of them read a lot! But not so much books anymore, books are just others boxes, if there is something in a book for me I will get that sense, open it to a random page and there my message is. Focused is right, I can’t take my mind off of this for long, like a giant puzzle I’m trying to put together. putting the puzzle together properly would I guess result in it being in a book that made sense.

Think back over the people we've discussed in this program. What characteristics do you share with Einstein, Edison, Churchill, and Lincoln? It would hardly come as a surprise if you were to choose one of those geniuses as a role model. Mostly, Einstein is mine, but there are also others. Program? Oh, yes, something I’ve been taking for some time, most of the text just above was taken from it.

I won’t discount the fact that I’m an idiot, Einstein figured he was so I can be okay with that. But I’m a special idiot. :-) And all my work won’t be done by the time this body/brain dies, it will have to continue on through others.

Hey, have a great day, hugs, got any good jokes?…. BBC

Cute cartoons

A reminder, if someone leaves a link in your comments, don’t left click on it to view it. Right click on it and select to open the link in a new window. That way you get a full screen window. If you right click and select Copy Link it sends a copy of the link too your clipboard and you can then copy it into any word processing program, email, or web browser address line. Or someone else’s comment box. Always the teacher, that’s me.

Hey, are you an ecologist? I’ll bet that you’re not a very good one. I’ll bet that you are a jack ecologist, like a jack Mormon. I know a lot of folks that call themselves ecologists, but if they want something, or want to do something, like take a trip, they forget that they are ecologists and just go for it without any consideration how it affects the planet. Even I screw up and harm it at times. If there were only about three billion of us evolved monkeys on this rock that would likely be okay. But with almost seven billion of us monkeys that is a real concern.

The human brain is too puny to grasp all the places its higher self/spirit is. How everything works and is connected.

The next room that I plan on gutting out and redoing next is full of stuff, all kinds of stuff. Building materials, TV’s, old computer stuff, washing machines, food that has been around too long. Even an un-working refrigerator used as a cabinet for food that has been around too long because I never got around to eating it. Ya have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat ya know, but at least I’ll never get fat. I’ve started cleaning it out and moving what I can to the new storage area.

Sewmouse, interesting comment you left the other day. But it’s only valid to you, it wouldn’t be valid to a good female sexual therapist for example. It’s not rape if she is okay with it and agrees to it. I think that you may just one of those women that doesn’t much like sex. But a heck of a lot women do. Helen told me that she let her husband have it anytime he wanted it, for fifty-two years, and that it still felt good even if it didn’t last long enough for her too climax also, she gave him lots of quickies, she just enjoyed getting poked. I haven’t figured out how they did it on an old wringer washing machine though. LOL

And if I was a woman I would be a slut. Maybe just one mans slut, but he sure would be a happy little monkey. Hey buddy boy, you’re not going fishing with the guys until you have fished in this hole. LOL

Broad minded? Oh sure, I’m broad-minded. Broad: Slang term for a woman. LOL…. They of course drive me nuts. Like ‘Crazy’, who doesn’t know what she wants and can’t understand and handle my spiritual journey.

Yesterday, Helen asked me for an opinion about one of her outside cats that she had coaxed inside to take to the vet and had in a back room. She tries to keep her cats separated, I don’t know why, I say to just let them all learn to live together, after all, they do when they are outside anyway. I said something like “I don’t know, you are going to do what you want to do anyway so why ask me?” She laughed her ass off and agreed. Screw it, I’m not wasting time thinking about her cats and what she should do with them, I have more important things to think about.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Bubba died

Bubba died in a fire and was burned pretty badly. The mortician needed someone to identify the body, so he called for Bubba's two best friends, Earl and Gomer. Earl went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Earl looked and said. "Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over." So the mortician rolled him over and Daryl looked and said. "Nope, ain't Bubba."

The mortician thought that was rather strange and he was pretty sure of the body's identity. Gomer was then brought in to identify the body. Gomer took a look at him and said, "Yup he's burnt real bad, roll him over." The mortician rolled him over and Gomer looked down and said, "Nope. Ain't Bubba."

The mortician asked, "How can you tell?" Gomer said, "Well, Bubba had two assholes." "What? He had two assholes?" asked the mortician. "Yup, everyone knew about it, too. Every time we went to town, folks would say, 'Here comes Bubba with them two assholes.'"

Ha, ha, ha…. Jeanne sent me that.

From a complex mind that shares with others all that is in it.
What I posted about sex yesterday, I don’t recall that I was ever interested in a quickie, don’t think I ever asked for one. A few times the rocket went off faster than expected, but it wasn’t intentional.

MORE FREE STUFF !! Yesterday I brought home about 35 feet of six foot high cedar fencing. In panels five to six feet long so it will make a fast to put up fence. It’s solid, no spacing between the boards so I’m going to use it to extend my storage area. I’ve now got posts, walls, just need the roof to show up.

Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat."

My dad, while an educated man, was not a good speller. He once told me that if you only know one way to spell a word, you are not very creative.

I've got one that helps me live a happier life: “Should haves" don't count.

The greater part of our happiness depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances.

As I said, I don’t go to churches, but I did go to the UU Fellowship yesterday as the speaker sounded interesting. You missed a good talk. About how powerful segments of the far right are fighting to take control of this country and make it an all Christian country, and make the government all male Christian men, no women in government. Like I keep saying, I’m surrounded by frigging idiots. I think it’s the last stand of a dying Christian right, I sure as hell hope it is. I’m sick and tired of those fools.

And I went up and spoke about the Friday night Friendship dinners each week at the Methodist church. Long time readers of this blog know that I was the crew leader and cooked the dinners when it was the Fellowships turn to do them. I stopped doing them a while back because a man kept coming into the church kitchen and telling me what and how to do things. It pisses God off when others try to boss him around. My leaving left the other UU members very unhappy as the dinners were a real mess after that. They have talked me into returning and doing them for the rest of the year and I got an assurance from the man that was irritating me that he wouldn’t be there, so everyone is happy again. And blah, blah, and fucking blah. *smirks*

All in all, Universal Universalist Unitarians are pretty easy going and laid back people and I enjoy the Fellowship. But I am not one of them (I have never been a UU member) being as at times I’m a cranky opinioned fart that thinks everyone is entitled to my opinions and if they don’t agree with me they are wrong. LOL …. I didn’t go for about six months and then went back a few weeks ago to listen to ‘Bear who talks too much’ as I was interested in his views. After the program a number of folks came to me and told me how much they had missed me. WTF?

More heavy stuff on my other blog today. My other blog

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Darn

Few things are harder to put up with than a good example. - Mark Twain

How did you make someone angry before we had buttons? Did you push their levers and pulleys?

I exercise because I want to be healthy when I drop dead.

Goddess….. A restraining order? LOL….. Well, I have been accused of stalking for just trying to communicate. But I’ve learned to just stop trying to communicate with shallow women before their backwards thinking gets to that point, it isn’t worth it. A damn good woman keeps communicating with you even if she doesn’t want the relationship to continue or progress.

So I’ve added three of my favorite Goddesses to my links list. One is really deep and best ‘gets’ me, the other two are a real hoot and lots of fun. But even they can get a little deep at times.

Darn, my post got long and deep again so I’m posting it on my other blog for those thinkers and seekers that may want to read it and I will try to stay light here today. How about this thing about sex that I swiped off the Internet. It reminds me of John Gray, the author of all the Men are from Mars - Women are from Venice stuff. He is spiritual and I like what he has to say about relationships.

No Time for Sex?
Six ways to make quickie sex sexy.
When's the last time you had a long, leisurely romp in bed? Yeah. Us neither. Fortunately, there's a super hot solution for time-pressed couples: quickies — those fast feats of desire that can happen anywhere, anytime. Done right, they can recharge you and your relationship — all in less time than it takes your guy to unhook your bra. "Quickies infuse spontaneity, excitement, and passion into a marriage," says psychologist and sex therapist Joel Block, Ph.D., author of Art of the Quickie.

You just have to know how to get the most out of the little time you have. Here, six ways to up the chances of a quality quickie.

1. Feel sexy 24/7.
It's easy to summon desire instantly (without having to don a thong or schedule a Brazilian) if you think sexy, confident thoughts every day. "The way you think about yourself is a critical factor for how you will feel about yourself," says Block. The more compliments you pay yourself (I have baby-soft skin and amazing breasts), the more irresistible you'll feel when the urge hits, even if you happen to be wearing worn-out sneakers and granny panties.

2. Let the mood strike anywhere.
When you do get a case of gotta-have-it-now, skip the bedroom and stake out new territory: your home office, his weight bench, the backyard. "New and somewhat risky places can provide the best form of foreplay because novel surroundings awaken our senses and bring us into the moment," says Block.

Not at home? Impromptu sex in a public (but discreet) place — in a store dressing room, in the back of the SUV in a quiet parking lot, in an empty room at a party — will add an element of danger to the encounter, causing you to fix your attention on every touch, sound, taste, smell, and image as your adrenaline revs up. The result: No matter how fast you're moving, every kiss and touch will feel electrifying.

3. Take matters into your own hands.
If you don't have time for lots of foreplay (that's what leisurely Saturday nights are for), take a shortcut to arousal: Pleasure yourself with your hand, or use a vibrator while your partner touches himself and watches you. "Once you're suitably aroused, you can dive straight into sex far quicker than if you'd given each other foreplay," says Emily Dubberley, author of Sex for Busy People: The Art of the Quickie for Lovers on the Go. Sure, your guy turns you on, but let's face it: No one knows how to push your buttons better than you do. (I want to add that you should talk to your man about what turns you on.)

4. Go for emotional quickies.
Not all quickies are about bodice-ripping lust. "They can be a deliberate way to bond deeply with your partner," says Patricia Johnson, coauthor of The Essence of Tantric Sexuality.

Try this no-sex version: Lie beside your man, facing him, then place your right hands on each other's hearts and lock eyes. (No laughing.) "Holding this posture for even a few minutes will bring you into physical harmony and create a powerful, immediate surge of connection and love," Johnson says.

5. Have great sex-pectations.
If you're feeling hot and bothered and expect to see your man soon, think about the sexy scenario before it happens. "Visualizing intimacy before engaging in sex will heighten your level of arousal and put you closer to sexual satisfaction," says Scott Haltzman, M.D., an assistant professor of psychiatry at Brown University and author of The Secrets of Happily Married Men.

Research has shown that imagining yourself in a sexy situation can stimulate some of the same body sensations as actually being in one. So a few hot minutes in bed may be the climax of a two-hour romance in your head, he says.

6. Keep the passion burning all day.
When you're just not in the mood, even for a quickie, you can still reconnect without actual sex-sex. "A quickie without sex is an excellent way to tune in to your partner in a loving way," says Tracey Cox, author of Quickies: Sex for Busy People.

Hold hands, brush up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist, let him know how hot you think he looks in his new jeans. Keep the flame between you alive, even when you're not making a roaring fire. When the opportunity for sex strikes, you'll both be ready to rock each other's world.

If he doesn’t respond well and give you a number of hugs each day, he is an idiot. And as John Gray says, sometimes you’re just not in the mood when he is, just whip out the K-Y and let him at it anyway, putting him in a good mood makes the world better for him and you as he is more ready to tackle it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Thankful for what I don’t have

Are you thankful for the things you don’t have? I am, things I don’t have.
A house payment.
A rent payment.
An automobile payment.
A water & sewer bill.
A garbage bill.
A cable bill.

Umm, everything I have is paid for so I have very few payments. I pay a little property taxes, have an electric bill, phone bill, and an ISP bill every month is about it. Well, I do have a balance on one of my credit cards, but not a large one, it always seems to hover around a grand a month because I use it to help others if I don’t have cash on hand, or if I want something I don’t have cash for, mostly tools or building supplies.

Things I don’t care if I have.
A nicer home, been there, done that. I didn’t own them, they owned me and didn’t make me happy.
A nicer automobile, what I have is just fine with me.
A nicer boat, I already own two of them, such as they are.
A nicer scooter, I love my old scooter and it goes faster than a lot of the new ones.

It isn’t much, but all I have is all I need.

What I would like even though I wouldn’t use it very much: A wire feed welder. Oh, and a good sand blast cabinet. I would like to get back to my inventions.

Can I borrow your bible? I’m out of toilet paper and that is all fiction is good for. Well, that and those that like to read it to escape from reality.

Sumo…… Shoot, right now a proofreader isn’t what I need. I need someone sitting here with me helping me sort this big mess out and assembling a book, editing a book. I don’t know crap about putting a book together properly, and I never seem to find the time, my mind gets distracted with so many thoughts and I have many documents and thousands of emails to go through in order to put a decent book together. Yeah, I need someone on a mission that can concentrate on it, maybe someone like ‘Crazy’ because she can really focus on something when she wants too. I don’t think I would ever get her interested in that, in fact I don’t think she will join my journey (parade) at all, but someone like her. And I don’t have what I need for the last chapter unless I write it as fiction and I don’t want to do that. If someone wants to read fiction they can read a bible or a Harry Potter book.

One good thing, I’ve printed all of my blog posts from day one, so if I get started on a book I won’t have to go back and stumble through all the old posts. And of course all my posts are in saved word documents. And they get burned to a CD every so often and go to a safe deposit box in the bank. No point in losing all that work if my computer fries or the place burns down.

Got an email reply from ‘Crazy’, she hates email when I think it is such a wonderful way to communicate. We sure do confuse each other a lot. I am obviously too confusing too her. She doesn’t think at the same levels as Laurel Ann, Jan, Helen, Terri, and women like them. I don’t think, I’m not sure what to think about her because we have such trouble communicating. She seldom speaks, except for shallow stuff, I get deep and never shut the fuck up. LOL…What is this BS that women like communicators?

Speaking of ‘Crazy’, I had sent her an email inquiring about a dance. Her somewhat evasive reply did not say, yes, no, or even maybe in the near future. She only said “At this point, I have guests. Not so cool for dancing.” Argh !!! That woman talks too frigging much without saying anything. She may as well just said no and been done with it because that is how I read it anyway. I wonder how many men she has driven bat shit crazy. One second she can be as warm as toast, and the next as cold as ice. Oh well, I’ve come to look at many experiences in life as………. Experiences. And they give me things to think and write about.

Over on his blog, Alistair is babbling about his support in the belief in aliens. If any ever shows up at my door I sure as hell hope they don’t taste like chicken, so many other things already taste like chicken. I would like to taste a nice, well, alien taste. Make mine medium rare please.

In the news…. All modern humans originated in sub-Saharan Africa, according to a new study touted by its funders as the “final blow” against an opposing viewpoint. Not so fast, says one anthropologist who finds flaws in the evidence.

All modern humans originated from cosmic sexual energies that they don’t understand, yet, won’t understand for a few hundred more years, so relax and just wait until its figured out. As for all humans originating out of Africa, I say no, but I haven’t posted why, yet.

More free stuff. I can’t believe how much free stuff flows to me, that’s just how my universe works. James called me yesterday, he did some remodeling years ago and wanted to get rid of some very good and usable kitchen cabinets and things. So I went there yesterday afternoon and picked up a pickup load. They will come in handy if I ever get around to doing my next room. What I can’t make use of I will pass on through Yahoo Freecycle.

The meter reader came by yesterday, a new one, he was looking very closely at Helen’s meter, to see if the disk was even turning. I went to put something in her garbage can and told him that she only has a few light bulbs and a transistor radio in there, that she hates electricity. He looked surprised and said “Yeah, she only used 18 kilowatts”. I don’t use much myself, I try to be easy on the planet. I could live without it if I had to, been there, done that, and it didn’t bother me a bit. I would just have to power up the computer with a deep cycle battery and rig up my solar panel to get online to make posts and such.

The Future Was Yesterday…… Friend, I could live with a coon, as long as he/she is peaceful and left my cats alone and doesn’t tangle with one at times but this isn’t a Walk Disney Bambi world. Fuck with us and you’re fucking with the whole trailer park. :-)

Hello !! I’m Bill Cook’s answering machine. I have no idea where that idiot is at but if you leave a message I’ll see that he gets it. Thank you, have a nice day.

I’m pleased to see that I’m starting to get more real thinkers visiting this blog. And this message just came in from the cosmos. The left needs a common agreement, a belief, like the right has. You need to start telling them that you are God (remember, in evolution so you don’t have to be perfect at this time) and tell them to SHUT THE FUCK UP !! They need a glue to stick them together, like the right has. Hang on, it’s going to be one hell of a ride for the next ten years.

A comment I left on Peace Chick Mary’s blog. “Hon, trying harder won't help much. The left hasn't got a belief like the right does. The left hasn't got a collective agreement/belief so to speak to glue them all together. I know that you don't believe in the rights God, as I don't. But you must believe in a living spirituality. Lets say that this spirituality is an evolving God, not one that has been abound and omnipotent for billions of years and created all this. Lets say this evolving God is you, the left. If you can all agree on that then you can band together and tell the right to shut up and stop screwing up everything with their so called God because you are God (in evolution) and you are tired of listening to them and seeing them always screwing everything all up. Glue, hon, you all need something to glue you together. A common belief, like the right has, without that you are not going to get anywhere.”

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m depressed

Musings from a complex mind that shows you all that is in it: Hum, a bit of a long post.

People that write on shit house walls roll their shit in little balls. People that read those words of wit eat those little balls of shit. LOL

I think that cartoon is cute, I never kissed a girl until I was twenty, was in the Navy, stationed in Milton, Florida. Got a date with a cute local girl, took her and her mother out to a nice place for dinner. Then her mother cut us loose for a few hours. I was really bashful when I was young and girls scared me, but I finely screwed up the courage to kiss a girl. Boy, that was too fun. Not long after that, in Idaho when I was on leave and transferring to Alaska I had my first sex, with a girl that used to be a neighbor when I lived there as a teen. We were drunk, and boy, did I screw that up, she wasn’t interested in seconds. :-) I’ve gotten much better since then, or so I’ve been told. Anyway, my next sex was with my wife, boy, I really took a liking to that. :-)

I like marriage, or having a mate being as marriage is often out of the question anymore for older folks that would lose benefits if they were to marry. We arrive here wired to have sex, the right same partner all the time is fine with me, I have no desire to date and chase women for sex like a lot of men do.

Humanity is insanity. Sometimes in my old posts what you see is a babbling idiot working his way through something, to a higher understanding. Yup, an IQ over a 140 and I’m a babbling idiot. So much for IQ’s. But it helps me recognize the extent of my own ignorance.

I wish humor could fix this world, but it won’t, it’s just a band aid.

How many times did Einstein step to the edge of the pool of insanity and teeter there? I don’t know, but I know that he did. I’ve been there, done that. We learned how to handle it, mock it in fact.

Humanity can get along just fine without a biblical God, but not without a spirituality.

You can’t move that alone.
Now why did you tell me that? Because I’m stupid enough that I don’t know that.
It’s eight feet long, four feet high, bulky and weighs over three hundred pounds and it has to go through an obstacle course.
Well I’m going to try.
(later)
You got it moved.
I told you that I was stupid enough that I didn’t know I couldn’t move it.
How did you do it?
With two hand trucks, a load strap, a jack, a 2X4, some rope and some ingenuity.
I’m impressed.
Don’t be, any idiot could have done it. Well, I am a very special idiot. :-)
You must be.
Yeah, some part of me figured out how to build the pyramids.
You’re deep.
No shit. But sometimes I’m just shallow, what part of evolution don’t others understand?

Anyway, I got the largest bench/cabinet moved back into my new storage area yesterday. I was also given a free large air compressor. Sixty gallon tank, no motor on it but I have a five horse motor I think will work on it. And I tore that transmission down, it isn’t in too bad of shape so will be easy to rebuild.

Does God know all that there is to know about God? Nope.
Where is God? Go look in a mirror.
Is God a horney toad? Yup, so is Goddess, all of creation is a sexual energy, what don’t you understand about that?

Straight Screwdriver: A tool for opening paint cans. Sometimes used to convert common slotted
screws into non-removable screws.

Table Saw: A large stationary power tool commonly used to launch wood projectiles for testing wall integrity.

Two-Ton Engine Hoist: A tool for testing the maximum tensile strength of everything you forgot to
disconnect.

Wire Wheel: It cleans paint off bolts and then throws them somewhere under the workbench with the speed of light. Also removes hard-earned guitar calluses from fingers in about the time it takes you to say, "YEOWW!

COTATI, Calif. - A 3-month-old cat is clinging to life at a Sonoma County animal hospital after having been set on fire by two teenage girls who now face charges of animal cruelty. Will we ever evolve higher?

WASHINGTON (AFP) - The recent discovery of a huge underground lake in Sudan could spell an end to four years of conflict in the drought-stricken region of Darfur, a US geologist said Wednesday. More than 200,000 people have been killed and some two million displaced in the conflict, sparked in part by competing claims to scarce natural resources in the western region, according to humanitarian organizations. That would be nice.

What is moral? I don’t think that we have mapped that all out properly yet. I’m not sure that two people having consensual sex is immoral. Well, married people shouldn’t be hopping around, that causes problems. And trying to have sex with all takers isn’t that cool of an idea. But stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids.... Lucky bastards.

Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule:
No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

An old man strode in to his doctors office and said, "Doc, my druggist said to tell you to change my prescription and to check the prescription you've been giving to Mrs. Smith." "Oh, he did, did he?" the doctor shot back. "And since when does a druggist second guess a doctor's orders?" The old man says, "Since he found out I've been on birth control pills since February."

You know who has to fix the right side Muslim problem? More evolved modern Muslims, the ones that have evolved to the left. They need to tell those fools on the right to shut the hell up because they don’t know what they are talking about. We can’t help them evolve by fighting them like that idiot Bush is doing, all that creates is a religion war. And I don’t think any sane Muslim wants a war anymore than anyone else. Yup, they have to purge the insanity of the right from themselves. I can of course say the same thing about the Christian right.

Okay, why I’m depressed, other than the fact that the world is so screwed up. I was at Rick’s shop the other evening for a few beers and bullshitting. He is putting a new interior in a 1956 T-bird, a beautiful car that has, I’m guessing, in the neighborhood of sixty thousand dollars invested in it. And his work will add another five thousand dollars to that.

On one level I think it’s wonderful that we can take an old car and give it new life, make it even more beautiful than when it was new. It’s like sending a woman to the beauty saloon. LOL

On another level it depresses me that so much money is spent on things like that when I think daily of the fact that about thirty thousand others die of starvation everyday. That a lady had to eat her firstborn in order that she could keep living. The rich could fix this planet, if they just would, they have the power to do that. Yes, it’s depressing to me. I used to encourage others to send money to the world food bank and places like that, and it does help I think. But, I’ve since learned that much of the money and food doesn’t get where it should be getting, but instead is snapped up by greedy people in the counties we send it too. Fellow countrymen (and women) screwing over their own countrymen, depressing, greed is such an ugly thing. Hey, I get that biggest piece of chocolate cake, I’ll do like my asshole brother did, spit on it. LOL

Shrink-wrapped scream…. That’s right, you love them, but you don’t love what many of them are. Do you ever get the sense that you are losing faith in humanity one person at a time?

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Hi there

I’m (we) God, an evolution at this time in time and space, just as you are, as I’m only one part of the collective consciousness. Right now, God is an idiot, get over it. Boy, I’m so far behind on some serious things that I need to write that I won’t get them all done before this part of me dies.

This is part of a process to a book, not that I want to write a book, but I see that it has to be done because this blog isn’t getting the job done. Blogs are more fragmented than books, and they have a lot of mumbling in them that a book wouldn’t have. This is a hard job, and a lot of work. All the reading, research, personal experiences and observations, writing. And there isn’t a penny in it for me, I do it because I’m driven to.

Question: Do you ever get alone and talk to God? Not me, God is an idiot, I talk to Goddess, wait, Goddess is an idiot also. We are so screwed. LOL… Listen to me, I’m telling you again that God/Goddess is just a spiritual consciousness that wasn’t aware until life on this planet started, then it was born and started evolving.

Question: Is God a scientist? Yup.

A lady just popped into my mind, a sort of a wild one, I haven’t seen her for some time, she skipped town after getting into trouble driving when drunk. She had this favorite ditty she used to sing all the time. “Get it up, get it in, get it on, but don’t mess up my hair doooooo”. LOL…. I took her home one night as she had too much to drink and shouldn’t have been driving. Very attractive lady, nice body, gave me a big hug at the door, the kind that said ‘Come on in’, she almost pulled me in, I didn’t but it was sure tempting. I just don’t like to get into those situations.

You know, it’s not the far right Christians we have to fear so much as it is the far right Muslims. Talk about nut cases, come on, they maim their women and treat them like shit and won’t let them wear anything sexy. And I want to point something out, not all Muslim’s are the same. Many that live in America retains some of their basic beliefs but have evolved to the left. They just stay Muslims in word because there is members of their clans that would kill them if they exposed their true feelings.

I’ve shared some interesting emails the past few days with a lady near me, yes I have met and talked to her in person also, she was sexually molested as a child. No doubt she made some stupid decisions and did some stupid things but she is pretty honest about it all. That got me to wondering, I wonder if ‘Crazy’ also was, there is just something about that whole thing, based on past experiences with other women that makes me wonder that. She told me I should write a book, I have plenty for a book, except for the last chapter. I don’t want to write a book, I want someone else to write it. But I may have to, at least try. I have so many documents and saved emails here that it would take a lot of work to go through all of them. Most folks write books for the money, or hope of it, I could care less about the money, it's just something that needs to be done. I just want the world to be a better place.

Rick’s brother is restoring an old Dodge Dart, they pulled the automatic transmission out of it the other day, I’m picking it up today and bringing it to my place to rebuild it as I’ve gotten to be an old timer that has done plenty of the old ones. New computer controlled ones I don’t know so well, but the old ones are a piece of cake for me. I could rebuild a newer one, it would just take me a while.

I stepped outside at 1:00 this morning and that damn coon was out there, I sure would like to trap it and remove it to the forest. I would shoot it if I wasn’t in town. Like I’ve said before, in my mind everything here has a right to a chance at a peaceful existence and lifetime here, but not always in my space, and damn sure not in my face. Goddess can just put her damn coons somewhere else. I’ll get it trapped it one day, I just forgot to put it out last night.

Grrrrr. My email isn’t working right this morning, can send but not receive. Fucking computers, just making others stinking rich as the rest of us struggle along with defective shit. Demand better operating systems and keep them simple, all most of us want to do is to be able to communicate. Hey, AT&T (my Internet service provider), fuck you, get your shit together.

My favorite Goddess, she understands the deepest parts of my mind.
Terri

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Frustrated

Because the world is not what it should be, and it screws up my (our) spiritual journey/experiences. Greed bothers me, those that want to be spoiled bother me. Laurel Ann made that graphic, the lady in it is Jan, they are two of the sweetest women I know, and the easiest for me too talk to. We can talk about anything and be comfortable with it.

WHITE PLAINS, N.Y. - Most people check environmentally responsible behavior at the door when they check into a hotel, according to a survey released by Starwood Hotels & Resorts. Most of those polled said they are less likely to conserve water and electricity while they're away from home. More than six in 10 said they were using more because they knew it would be free. Three out of four hotel guests believe it is important to have their sheets and towels changed each day — an environmentally unfriendly habit few practice at home.

Not me so much, other than a little more water as I get to take a shower. I tell them I don’t want room service and I just use the same bedding and towels and such. People that like to be spoiled are a pain in the butt that don’t care about the planet.

Yesterday, I was outside and heard the phone ringing and I got to it just as the answering machine was giving it’s message, then there was a shrill noise on it. I swear, some people (monkeys) are just small minded idiots. Maybe it’s one of those screwed up Christians that thinks others will go to hell for doing things like that but that they are somehow exempt. Who knows, the world is full of things hard to figure out or know. My life sure gets interesting at times. LOL…. I guess the person doing it isn’t smart enough to realize that I can have the call traced if I decide too. I’m glad that all I am doesn’t include crap like that though, I don’t have the time or desire to be that small.

Sewmouse, I don’t think that the screwball in Egypt would spend the money to call me, she claims that she is very poor, but again, who knows, she is a fruitcake. And her book is pure insanity where she makes the most outlandish claims against others and things they have done to her. I should send it to you, want to have a look at it? Having said that, she has her good points, she just doesn’t know who and what she is.

Yeah, who knows, there are all kinds of sick, weird and really strange people on this planet, on the bright side, they make us look normal. LOL…. And the ‘Crazy’ I’ve been talking about isn’t even close to that kind of crazy, she’s a pretty cool lady, just has a loose transistor or two is all. Maybe gets a little confused at times, especially when it comes to me. LOL

I got an email from a lady yesterday, a local lady that I’ve given a few things too through Yahoo Freecycle. In the email she told me some about her childhood. Boy, I wasn’t loved but I sure didn’t go through what that poor girl went through. There is always someone that had it worse than you did, much worse.

And it was nice to hear from Dr. John yesterday, he’s the Christian minister I got into a pissing contest with last year. He took it very well though, unlike some Christians, hey, maybe I’m starting to convert him. :-)

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m surrounded

Hey, don’t get temperamental now, you often think so yourself. It’s where we are in our evolution… :-)
I’m beginning to think it’s where we will always be.

At the UU picnic George showed the group an exercise, chi chee or something like that, where you hold your hands out and move them up and down slowly and then pretend that they are in water and you can feel it, then the water thickens and feels like honey, and the honey becomes a ball of energy, and you roll it over your body, and blah, blah, blah.

Blah, blah, blah is right, those exercises never work for me, don’t get a thing out of them. When I get too stressed out or need some healing the cosmos takes over and does it own thing to me. I don’t plan those events or sit aside a time to do them. That works for me.

Sometimes it’s hard for the cosmos to get a message to me because my brain has so many leaks in it. LOL

Humans talk too much, they are just babbling brooks of bullshit. It interferes with their spirits and what they would like to be doing with each other. ‘Crazy’ and I do that all the time, we’re just a couple of babbling idiots. There are times when two spirits really dig each other that the human part of them should just shut up and let the spirits in them take them to a magical place. Just saying.

Something I really admire about ‘Crazy’ is that she is energetic and pretty well organized when it comes to her business things and book keeping. I’ve gotten somewhat sloppy about that being as I don’t have a business anymore, well, I don’t much care much about money so there ya go. I’d trust her with every penny I have, all thirty-seven cents. She’s one of the few women that I would trust with one of my credit cards. I’m always so busy that Helen keeps track of when I’m supposed to pay my bills and hounds me to do that. And she isn’t looking to be SPOILED !!

‘Crazy’ does have a habit of not getting cabinet doors and drawers shut as she flogs around in her own little world being a bit of a bubble head at times, and there are other little things that would irritate many men, but for some reason I think they are kind of cute. Someone should tell me to shut the hell up about ‘Crazy’. LOL

We are all children in various stages of growing up.

Some of my old blog posts were just too much fun, remember that pissing contest I got into with that brainwashed Christian minister and I stuck a dick in his mouth? LOL …. A good argument on the Internet with a far right Christian is always fun. Boy, good times.

A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.

Something else you don’t know about me, I carry two Band-Aids in my wallet. Because as ‘Crazy’ says “Men are self destructive”. LOL …. Geez, I’ve been in a car with her, she thinks everything is a race track.

Someone keeps calling me and then not saying anything when I answer, geez, maybe if she took her tongue out of my ear she could speak. LOL

I am complex, I honor all that I am, try it sometime.
It was a beautiful day yesterday, complete with ice cream.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Yesterday I said

First a joke:
A young cowboy from Montana goes off to college, but half way through the semester, he has foolishly
squandered all his money. He calls home. "Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern education is developing! They actually have a program here in Bozeman that will teach our dog, Ol' Blue, how to talk!"

"That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ol' Blue in that program?" "Just send him down here with $1,000" the young cowboy says. "I'll get him in the course." So, his father sends the dog and $1,000. About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out. The boy calls home. "So how's Ol' Blue doing, son," his father asks. "Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you just won't believe this - they've had such good results they have started to teach the animals how to read!"

"Read!" says his father, "No kidding! How do we get Blue in that program?" "Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk, nor read. So he shoots the dog.

When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father is all excited. "Where's Ol' Blue? I just can't wait to see him read something and talk!" "Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive home, Ol' Blue was in the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal, like he usually does. Then he turned to me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still messing' around with that little redhead who lives in town?' " The father exclaimed, "I hope you shot that son of a
bitch before he talks to your Mother!" "I sure did, Dad!" "That's my boy!"
The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.

The UU Fellowship picnic yesterday was okay, for a human experience, but after a while I wandered down to the beach alone for a while and then took a walk around the campground. When I returned to the herd they were fixing to leave so I took down my shelter and came back home. ‘Crazy’ was there and we spoke to each other a few times, I wanted to hug her but I contained myself, there is a lady friend from California visiting her, I spoke to her a bit also. I sent Crazy an email explaining some things I’ve never had a chance to tell her before so maybe she understands me a bit better now, maybe not.

Hey, put the fucking commas and periods where you want them if you don’t like where I put them. (Hugs)

I was brilliant yesterday, took all the things out there that I should have, including extra folding chairs. I was stupid yesterday, forgot to take my camera. Stopped at Albertson’s on the way and bought a reusable shopping bag for 99 cents. Some folks there really admired how I designed my shelter so that I could put it up alone. The other shelters required a number of people to put them up.

Yesterday I said “I don’t post many of them but it’s interesting to me that when I’m discussing something I often am provided with a comic or quote backing up what I’m dealing with at that presice time in time and space. Not sure how that works and I’m not going to spend any time trying to figure out how. If it works it works, that’s all I need to know.”

Then in a comment I said “Actually, I just figured out how it works. It’s part of my collective consciousness at work.” …. But I didn’t figure out anything, I’m not smart enough to figure out such things, I wasn’t even trying to figure it out, my mind was busy with other things when the cosmos popped that information into my head. Terri is a higher evolved part of my collective consciousness for example.

Terri…. I don’t sense that UU’s use their Fellowship halls as a protection against anything. But as a way to congregate together and share things. I’ve made many interesting observations in Fellowship events, but I make many interesting observations anywhere I go and experience during this evolution. They have some very interesting speakers and programs at times.

You said in a comment yesterday… “PS The UU s are about to cut strings with their Pagan congregations, probably because of the acceptance within Paganism for Polyamory (and almost any other sort of non harmful sexuality).”

I got to thinking about that later, the local Fellowship is strongly supporting gays, lesbians, transsexuals, bisexual and transgender (GLBT) people. In fact they just had a full page ‘ad’ in a flyer in the local rag bragging about that. I think the military does it right, keep it quite and don’t make a big deal about it, those folks that are screaming ‘accept me, accept me’ are just causing problems for themselves and their kind, it is going to blow up in their face. Or in time the local Fellowship will be not much more than those kind of folks. I’ve posted about GLBT folks before so I’m not going to babble on about it again other than to say I can live and let live as long as you keep it out of my face.

I’ve posted this before but will do so again….. Religious fundamentalists are motivated by the sneaking suspicion that someone, somewhere, is having fun -- and that this must be stopped.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Something you don’t know about me

I’m attracted to messed up women. I don’t know why, but there are plenty of them to be attracted to around here, sometimes it seems like that is all that is available to me. Some I just know and am just a friend to, but once in a while I meet one that I’m REALLY attracted to so we try to get to know each other better. But in the end it’s always the same, we part and go our own ways again. Often these women have wide comfort zones, when you first meet them it may be two or three feet. I can break that down pretty fast but past that a relationship with them becomes very difficult and when I give up her head is spinning ever faster. LOL

When I first moved here it was with the assumption that I was going to be a bum, as I put it. A self-supporting bum, but a bum none the less. I was talking to a fellow the other evening and told him I got the impression that he is a bum. And we got into that whole judgement bullshit thing. I pointed out that I was just making an observation (a correct one by the way). He said something else and I said that I’m a bum, that confused him as I had just told him that I owned this place. I just said that I’m really good at being a bum.

If there wasn’t any dust there wouldn’t be any snow.

I don’t post many of them but it’s interesting to me that when I’m discussing something I often am provided with a comic or quote backing up what I’m dealing with at that presice time in time and space. Not sure how that works and I’m not going to spend any time trying to figure out how. If it works it works, that’s all I need to know.

At the peace rally yesterday a man said that if the war ends we won’t have anything to do on Saturday afternoons. I sure will, but it’s sort of fun to meet with and enjoy and talk to people that are like minded about the same thing, it like a social thing.

Sewmouse…. That cartoon posted on Friday was nothing to do with my spirituality. Yes, it is discussed a lot here, but to live next door to me all a person sees is a regular human that picks his nose, scratches what itches, farts in his chair, does what needs to be done to make his life work, and all the other things that the rest of you do. My spirituality is mostly just thoughts reflected here, not actions lived in life, after all I live with others that are not that way either and I would seem pretty strange if I lived it ‘out loud’. Mostly I’m like a shadow and blend in with the herd although sometimes I do discuss it with others that are near my thinking spiritually. And you see plenty of my human side here also. The human brain is too puny to be spirituality high all the time. Hey, stop picking your nose. :-)

Terri…. Danish casino fraudsters? Waz zat?

The local herd of lost Unitarian Universalists are having their yearly picnic at Salt Creek today so I’m going out there as it’s enjoyable to do.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Dollar Day

Terri…. I see you as a spiritual equal, we see many things the same way, as if we are one mind. I was hoping that you would leave a comment on my other blog about the ‘Crazy’ post as I’m interested in your view of that.

Wife: "I'm going to try something new this summer with the dog and kids."
Husband: "What's that?"
Wife: "I'm sending the dog to camp and the kids to obedience school."

The laundromat I’ve used for some time had a dollar day on Wednesday’s, but it recently got new owners and they have stopped doing that. So here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse it suddenly started costing more to wash clothes.

A washing machine that was given to me a while back wouldn’t do the spin cycle, I don’t expect the world to be a perfect place and for everything to be easy for me, I’m willing to make concessions, not be spoiled. After checking it out the other day I found that the solenoid that frees the tub so it can turn was ok, but that the timer wasn’t getting a signal to it, a bad contact in the timer I suppose. I’m not spending the money on a timer so I installed a light switch to activate the solenoid during the spin cycle.

That means I have to be there to do it at the right time but that is no big deal to me, I can read or write while the clothes are washing, that’s what I did at the laundromat anyway, and I’ve saved a washer from going to a landfill and gas to go to the launromat. At least for now, like all things though, it will die someday.

I asked The Future Was Yesterday a question yesterday (And just exactly which God do you think that you are not?) and his answer was.

This one's gonna have to be answered with a question; Why is it at all important to define any God, or the lack there of? You say you're God; I have no trouble with that. Whatever makes your bacon curl. I guess if pressed for an alternate answer, it would be I'm not you.

First I say I’m God, but I also say we are God, so folks should stop confusing things by thinking that I claim to be God as if I’m the only God. Why is it at all important at all to define any God? Because as I’ve pointed out before, that word is not going to go away !! It’s one of the most used and thought of words on the planet. Go ahead, make it go away, it is not going to go away !! I dare the whole planet to make it go away, how much time do you need to get rid one of the most used words and thoughts on the planet? Ten years? Okay, but it will still be here two hundred years from now. It will be here until mankind realizes that he/she is God/Goddess in evolution and stops talking about all the other beliefs.

As for the alternate answer, of “it would be I’m not you.” What makes you so sure of that? You sure sound like me a lot of the time. What part of “We are the all” don’t you get? Really, we are part of the all, that makes us the all. It seems that TFWY does not believe in a God, but yet he fusses at the heavens, what is the point in that if he doesn’t believe in God?

My computer is getting old, I’m going to have to replace it someday and I’m really resisting that as I like this custom made one and the old operating system on it, Windows Me. Some of you must be using the new Windows Vista system, any opinions about it? Maybe I should just put new hard drives in this one, at least the main drive, I keep the second one unplugged unless I want to copy something to it. I do have a back up computer sitting under my desk so maybe I can stumble along for a while yet. Mutter, mutter.

‘Crazy’ said to me in an email…. “You say or do whatever you feel like, no matter how offensive, and when someone complains, you conclude you're above them spiritually, and they just don't understand you; they are fools at the spiritual level.”

That is true, anyone that has followed this blog for very long knows that, but a lot of folks understand that and are trying to struggle higher themselves so they are not offended if I point that out. Those that are offended simply leave. If people don’t agree with what I say we are, they are wrong, my readers know and understand that. I’m trying to collect others that agree with me, or at least understand, shucks, everyone knows that. I’m trying to build a collective consciousness here, a common agreement.

Mankind needs to come to a common collective agreement as to what God is and stop trying to honor all the different religions out there, as I’ve pointed out before, they have been fighting about that for thousands of years and it will never end because there are always fringe elements that will get others worked up and they war each other. It’s been that way ever since the first tribes discovered each other and tried to tell each other about their God.

Believe me, if I could move to a different planet I would not take any of the bibles on this planet there for someone to pick up and start reading, those damn books put insanities in people and there won’t be peace on this planet until there is only one belief, you can mark my words on that. I would teach a whole new belief, that we are God/Goddess, in evolution, there in our special physical forms. That is all we need to know about God at this time in time and space.

And believe this, within the next five hundred years there will only be one belief on this planet, or mankind won’t be here as he will have destroyed the planet and himself.

The closest woman spiritually to me lives in Africa so I suppose that we will never meet but it’s as if we are using the same brain because we agree with each other in so many ways, (it’s too bad that she doesn’t live here). Or we discuss it until we do. Believe me, she is much higher spiritually than ‘Crazy’ is. She just ticked off because I mentioned sex, and completely misunderstood what I was saying anyway because she isn’t at my spiritual level of thinking and seeing things. I think that maybe she is uncomfortable talking to any man about sex.

As for my being spiritually above her, I darn sure am, and I couldn’t pull her up any because she spends her life trying to control every moment and aspect of it instead of just relaxing and letting me say much about some things, letting the cosmos just be a magical place.

Have you ever noticed that the most intelligent people do not get offended if you call them an idiot or a fool? They recognize that they just might be. And as the current expert on God/Goddess I can assure you that at this time in time and space that God is an idiot. The cartoon posted here this morning illustrates how ‘Crazy’ thinks of me just because I brought up the subject of sex. Just read the first and last panels.

Many of you are already familiar with the Green Earth pledge, but if you are not I ask you to add your pledge.
Green Earth

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Sewmouse will like this

Look, hon, I’m a star !! LOL


The Future Was Yesterday…… I’m wondering just how it is that you proved to yourself that you are not God? And just exactly which God do you think that you are not?

It cooled off and wasn’t so hot here yesterday, thankfully. Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Pissed off pussy

Boy, that tomcat I trapped is one tough street cat, and pissed off pussy. It’s too bad someone didn’t have a video camera here, it would have made a great Utube video. After trapping him the other evening I didn’t want to leave him in that small trap over night, it seemed a bit abusive and I couldn’t take him to the vet until yesterday morning. So I put him in a small back room at Helen’s home where she keeps a litter box for her cats.

There isn’t much in that room other than a few pieces of antique furniture and cat things that she stores in there. Maybe I should have left him in that trap though. He came flying out of the trap and landed on top an antique makeup desk like women used in the old days and like to killed himself hitting the windows trying to get out.

I went out and in a few minutes he settled down and was quite. Until two in the morning when Helen heard him battling the windows again, and there was a big crash. When I went over in the morning to collect him she said to bring some gloves, ha, ha, ha, that is one mean street fighting and pissed off cat, there was no way in hell I was going to try to catch him with gloves.

I took a piece of plywood over, set her pet carrier on the floor against the door frame, closed the door against it and blocked the space above it with the plywood. This would make it look like an escape route to a scared cat that wants to escape. Discovered that he had knocked the mirror off of the makeup desk, that is what the crash had been. Then I went in there with a broom to flush him out from under a chest that he was hiding under.

Man oh man, where’s a movie camera when you need one. I’m telling you, the shit hit the fan. When I touched him on the butt with that broom he came out of there like a renegade rocket ship on steroids, made two loops around the room at damn near the speed of light bouncing off the walls and other things and tried attacking me two times before he jumped back on the makeup desk and tried to break the windows out again.

I used the broom to push him off and we repeated act one again, about ten frigging times !!! A wild pissed off cat ricocheting off of everything and me flaying a broom around like a wild man, it had to be worth seeing. I finely got him tired enough that I was able to push him toward where I wanted him to go and when he finely noticed it he dived for it, so hard that he pushed it back two inches when he hit the end of the carrier. I slammed the door shut and was ready to go to the vet, but first I had to sit a minute and catch my breath, that pussy like to tuckered me out. Wild cats and wild women, gotta be very careful around them.

I put him in the back of the pickup and Helen asked why I didn’t put him in the cab with us. There was no way I wanted a wild pissed off cat in that cab if it should happen to break out of that cheap plastic pet carrier.

brad4d said in a comment on my blog. ”Every year is another tool, IQ points are the odds you'll get a chance to fix somethin'

So I posted the following comment on his blog.
Hello friend, thank you for visiting my blog. Are you a reader, I used to read a lot, but like Einstein said "At some time you have to stop reading and start thinking for yourself".

Now I spend many hours alone in communication with the cosmos. That is not an easy task and it's taken me through many dark tunnels and I had to learn to walk a tightrope over the pit of insanity.

But if you like to read I would like to recommend a few books. Gods Debris & The Religion war by Scott Adams. Read them in that order. He admits that they are just mind exercisers but they are still interesting and I pulled things from them.

My favorite romance is The Bridge Across Forever by Richard Bach.
A very profound book that I studied is Think On These Things, by J. Krishnamurti.
And I've studied Einstein a lot.

You said..."Every year is another tool, IQ points are the odds you'll get a chance to fix somethin'"

Maybe, maybe not, things keep getting harder to fix, time will tell. Hugs.

LORENZAGO DI CADORE, Italy - Pope Benedict XVI reasserted the primacy of the Roman Catholic Church, approving a document released Tuesday that says other Christian communities are either defective or not true churches and Catholicism provides the only true path to salvation.

The pope is an idiot, a fool. Only a very defective brain would believe that in this day and age.
The world might start getting ready for some serious religion wars, the peaceful folks may not be able to stop them. In a very real sense Iraq is a religion war being as Mr. Bush reads his bible everyday and decides he is doing Gods work.

Terri, your comment about the lady in Egypt is a good observation because her book clearly shows how her own thinking and actions have been a real problem to her and messed up much of her life.

It was very hot again yesterday, hopefully it will cool off some now as many places here do not have air-conditioning.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

A lazy day

It was very warm for this area yesterday, one hundred, and I didn't do much, just puttered around. I had the tent set up in Helen's backyard so I cleaned it and took it down to store it.

In my post of the 9th, The Future Was Yesterday said "I was told one time, "There's only two things you need to know about God, kid. There IS one - and it DAMN sure ain't you!" .... I see, and you decided to believe that?

Ha, last evening I trapped the tom cat that knocks up the females around here. Today he is going to the vet.

Have a great day, hug.... BBC

Posted before

But I think I will post it again for my new readers.

I never feel more given to
than when you take from me,
when you understand the joy I feel
giving to you.

And you know my giving isn’t done
to put you in my debt,
but because I want to live the love I feel for you.

To receive with grace
may be the greatest giving.
There’s no way I can separate the two.

When you give to me,
I give you my receiving.
When you take from me,
I feel so given to.
Song "Given To" (1978) by Ruth Bebermeyer

I’ve talked about this before, but my life is based on giving what I can because I believe in a magical cosmic karma that what goes out is returned in some way. And it’s not like it costs me anything, so much stuff flows to me that I often have what others need. Yesterday a lady was looking for a basketball hoop for her grandson, yup, I had two of them here so I took her one.

Sometimes, if I’m pretty fond of someone I give gifts of time and labor, or ask for very little money anyway, as long as I get gas money I’m happy. Like the last time I was at ‘Crazies’ for about five hours, I asked for some money, she gave me twenty bucks, that was fine with me. Sometimes I make a hundred bucks an hour off the stupid rich people, it all evens out in my mind. Yes I call her ‘Crazy’, but don’t misunderstand me, she’s a special kind of crazy that I like. It’s just too bad that the situation is what it is, but she has got another boy monkey in her life. It seems like a strange relationship to me, what little I know of it, but he never seems to be there much for her, well, maybe the sex is good. But again, I don’t know.

Anyway, after taking the basketball hoop to the lady I went to another place and picked up nine free treated 4X4 fence posts that are eight and ten feet long. They will be very useful to me as I extend my storage area. Boy, they had been set in cement, time for me to start admitting that I’m not forty anymore and that a hundred pounds is starting to be a struggle for me to pick up. I also got other loose lumber that will come in handy, my storage extension will cost next to nothing.

Then I went to another place and picked up two free filing cabinets, a louvered by-fold door, an interesting plastic queen size bed frame, and some other items. I’ll give the filing cabinets away as I don’t need them. Also the bed frame as I have in storage a nice four poster wooden queen size frame and head and foot boards. But there is no point in my setting it up when I have slept alone for years now and just sleep on a single bed.

That is a picture of the boat I just swiped. It’s sort of a canoe style only wider and with a hard chime, made to stand up in when fly-fishing and is twelve and a half feet long. I’ve never had a hankering to go fishing for flies but it will be handy on camping trips to the lakes, can also be used on the sound in good weather.

I made the dolly yesterday, from an aluminum window frame that the glass was broken out of, and two wheelchair wheels. Because everything had been given to me it just cost the price of a few screws to make it. When I start using the camp trailer maybe I will design a system to put it on top of the trailer.

I already have an electric trolling motor and a ten horse Honda four cycle gas outboard so I’m pretty much set to go boating now.

I don’t work from a script, I make it all up as I go along, that is how the cosmos works because there was no plan in the beginning. Everyone that knows me well, lives around me, knows that I’m a renegade running my own parade. Just like Jesus and many others before and after him. It isn’t a very big parade, and folks come and go from its ranks, but a few of the most advanced minds have been with me for some time now. Complex minds have a lot in them, and I show others all that is in mine, that’s pretty spooky to a lot of folks. Hey……. BOO !! LOL

Terri, a lady in Egypt that thinks she has God given powers put a curse on me, I’m sure that she would like to see me dead but I’m still kicking.

Judge your success not only by what you've become, but by what others have become because of you.

I was just kidding about swiping the boat, it’s just more fun to say it that way.

Have a great day, hugs…… BBC

Random Acts Of Thinking

It’s going to get deep in here today, learn how to swim in the deep part of my mind, or stay in the shallow end.

Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.

A lot of people ask me if I were shipwrecked, and could only have one book, what would it be? I always say 'How to Build a Boat.’

By saying that our leaders are power-drunk chimpanzees, am I in danger of wrecking the morale of our soldiers fighting and dying in the Middle East? Their morale, like so many lifeless bodies, is already shot to pieces. They are being treated, as I never was, like toys a rich kid got for Christmas. - Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (1922- ) Author

Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin. (Long time readers of my blog know that death is not a concept to me being as I’m omnipresent)

One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats. Please take note of the fact that it isn’t continuous big treats, or even treats that cost money. Touches and hugs are free.

To cherish what remains of the Earth and to foster its renewal is our only legitimate hope of survival.

It is not what you gather but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.

Belt Sander: An electric sanding tool commonly used to convert minor touch-up jobs into major refinishing jobs.

Drill Press: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the chest and flings your drink across the room, splattering it against that freshly stained heirloom piece you were drying.

Electric Hand Drill: You don’t buy a drill because you want a drill. You buy a drill because you want holes.

When I was in high school, my teachers told me I was just taking up space. So I dropped out and started getting an education. Sometimes I actually use my very high IQ, but most of the time I just look and act like an idiot like the rest of you. Hey, we have to forgive ourselves, we’re only using ten percent of our brains. And if drinking or smoking some pot kills some of those cells, so what, it’s not like you’re fucking using them anyway. LOL

So is the soap they use to brainwash you with environmentally safe?

Comment spotted on Scott Adam’s blog when he asked folks what their job was…. “Astronomer: My job is to misinterpret the universe.” …… Well, my, my, there is at least one astronomer that is insightful enough too understand that. I know more about the universe and it’s creation and order than most astronomers and scientists do because I look at it from a much different perspective than they do.

And another one, “Divorce Lawyer: I help people hate each other.” [Best one so far. -- Scott]

A few days ago I gave my card to a couple and a bit later I noticed it being handed around a group of folks. I was just standing back observing the others there when I overheard a man that was looking at it, and glanced at me tell a couple of ladies, “He’s a spiritualist, he can take your mind, body and soul to a place it’s never been before.” That seemed to have spooked them and they avoided me the rest of the evening. LOL

Silly lady monkeys, as if I would even want to try. The woman I’m seeking has risen high enough spiritually (or she is discovering herself) that she knows who and what she is. She can get away from her human brain and be spirit only, at least for a while, that is what it takes to be as one together. To have hot spiritual sex in a spiritual setting that they have created. That is way over most women’s heads because society (and many religions) has brainwashed out of them what they really are so they have relations with the boy monkeys and pursue their money, possessions and things like that seeking happiness.

But it was very insightful of that man to see that, yes I could, with the right woman, take her to a place she has never been before, in this lifetime anyway. But she senses that she has experienced it before.

I went to the UU Fellowship yesterday because there was a Native American spiritual leader speaking there and I wanted to get his views. Interesting man, he gave me his email address, he’ll be sorry (LOL), I’ll be sharing insights with him that he hasn’t seen yet.

It seems that his native name translates to “Bear who talks too much”, hey, I resemble that remark, because we are each other. Opp’s I just went over most folks heads again.

And I spoke to ‘Crazy’ at Fellowship because she was there. She asked me not to be mad at her, shoot, I wasn’t mad at her at all. I’m very fond of my special human friend and see things in her that she doesn’t is all, so we have trouble communicating with each other. And she hates communicating through writing, she bitched me out for sending her emails, but writing is an important part of my being, my essence, it’s when I reach my highest state and can communicate my deepest thoughts and truths. Anyway, I sent her another email (LOL) assuring her that I’m still her friend and willing to advise her on things, lots of people value my advice, and of course I think that they are entitled to my opinions.

Ah hell, most people didn’t understand Einstein, how can I expect most of you to understand me?

I’m getting old and in the way. Hey, if you are over fifty, so are you. :-) Love, Light, Peace… Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

July 8th

I didn't have time to write anything yesterday. So why don't you just take a few moments to enjoy some flowers.

Have a great day, hugs.... BBC

Back from camping - again

From a mind too complex for most to understand.

Boy, I remember as a kid I roamed all around the hills and lakes in Northern Idaho for a week at a time with just a blanket and a few things in an old pillowcase. Now I damn near fill up a pickup bed to go camping.

I wasn’t going to write about my Forth of July camping trip, I still have stories to write about my other recent camping trip. I just got out of town to avoid the monkeys and all the noise and fireworks and have some peace and quite but my trip turned out to be a deep spiritual retreat/experience so I will be writing about it some. I did take one of my porta potties so that I wouldn’t have to use a public toilet that some other careless and uncaring person has shit on but the restrooms where I went were clean so I used them except at night when I had to take a leak and didn’t want to get dressed and leave the tent.

When I turned sixty-two I got a national parks golden age pass for ten bucks, what a great deal, now I get into the park for nothing and my camping fee is only six bucks instead of twelve bucks a day. I went to the higher campground on the Elwha river, 31 sites there and they where all pretty much full when I left but when I got there on the morning of the Forth I had my pick of quite a few of them and had my camp set up by nine thirty, that area of the park is only about twelve miles from where I live.

It was peaceful there and well patrolled, and I got two warning bitches from a park ranger. First for leaving my food box on the table when I went for a walk. Hey, I had put a tarp over it, and I do put it inside at night. So the chipmunks, jays and camp robbers and I sat around all afternoon scarfing down Cheez-its and getting shit faced on beer, screw the little monkey ranger.

The second bitch was because I parked with one tire off of the asphalt on the dirt. *Gasp* How dare I put my tire on their frigging dirt, um, WTF? Hey, don’t tell anyone that I pissed on their precious dirt.

Anyway, I was delighted to learn that the road to the hot springs trailhead is now open so on Thursday I drove up (only five miles from the campsite) and had a wonderful time in a pool with spirit, goddess, and the cosmos. I’ll be posting about that later also.

I used my favorite pool about thirty feet above the trail and it was rather amusing to look down the trail and see a man hiking along wearing nothing but a packsack and a straw hat. Okaaaay, it seemed kind of weird but nature lovers do all kinds of things up there. I get naked in the pool put I’m pretty sure I will never go hiking naked. Whatever, it’s no place to go if a person is a prude but it is one of my favorite spiritual places and experiences.

So….. The picture is of my tarp shelter over the picnic table, it’s seven feet high at the ridge and five feet at the ends, and the cool thing is that I can put it up alone. I cut two pieces of ½ inch water pipe about 18 inches long and I drive them into the ground a ways and they keep the center poles upright. Then I lay the ridgepole across the table, lay the tarp over it and pick it up and set it on the uprights. Then I install the corner poles at the ends, it’s easy. And friend Rick made me a nice 5 ½ foot long canvas bag to store all my tubes I’ve made for camping.

I’m done wasting my time with the crazy chick, I don’t mind the crazy, she has the harmless type of crazy, but she just isn’t going to work out, I’ll be posting about why on my other blog after I write about it. She is an okay human friend and experience but I’m a spiritual being seeking my spiritual equal, goddess, so that we can have a beautiful experience together. I may not find her but I will keep looking.

Is there anyone left out there who does not yet understand that our government is a plutocracy?

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Crazy

From a mind too complex for most to understand.

Crazy is impossible, just another mortal. Reads her horoscopes and does her astrology, believes there are beautiful cosmic plans for her but then she can’t see them wanting to play out and screws it all up. Damn, you have to see it, in your mind, for it to play out. Mortal’s, what fools they be, bah. I’m tired of being used by women just because I’m handy, and it seems that all she does is string me along just enough to keep me interested when she has no intention of letting it go any further than that. And I can’t think of any reason to keep letting her do that too me. I’ll let her know when I return from camping but I’m not sure I will go install her TV antenna, I’m tired of being used and not loved at some damn level.

I have a feral cat here, one that I haven’t been able to catch to have fixed. I have a trap here now and have rigged it so that Helen can trip it from inside her house when she sees it go in to eat. I don’t want it set to trip on its own as I don’t want hers and my other cats getting trapped in it because if they did they would never go in one again and I may just need to trap one someday for whatever reason.

The trap is on loan from Friends of Animals, while it is here I hope to trap that tomcat that keeps knocking up the neighborhood females. I don’t know who owns him, if anyone, but he needs his nuts tied. And if I could catch that coon and remove him to the forest that would be great also, coons are hard on cats.

I’m leaving in a bit, will camp in the National Forest this time. Soap bubbles are enjoyable anywhere, but to watch them drifting off in nature is sort of magical, try it sometime. Maybe the road to the hot springs is open by now and I can get in to enjoy a nice soak for a while. Have a safe and sane Forth of July, try to not do something crazy and stupid. Ha, I know that many will though.

Will do my next post on Saturday. Hugs…. BBC

So – Yesterday

Rick has a 1966 Chev El Camino that he is doing a minor restoration on, he has the fenders off and the engine out of it. Yesterday I went over and put upper A frame bushings in it for him. He was told that I couldn’t do it as there was no weight on the front to load the springs. But Rick figured that I would know how to do it, I took a 55 gallon barrel with me, put it where the engine should be and filled it with water. That was enough weight to load the springs so that I could remove the control arms. Not having any fenders on it made it easy to work on and I still have a bushing driver that I made years ago.

Then I went to Hospice and picked up a lift chair, I’ll deliver it to a lady today as she hasn’t got a pickup, that will be my good deed for the day. I was also going to install a TV antenna for Crazy today but she is too busy with the chaos of her life so I will check with her when I get back.

A friend has a boat I would like to have, and a home that he would like to have some painting done on, so I’m thinking of doing the painting in exchange for the boat.

Sumo….. Yes I complain about bloggers at times, well, I complain about how they think and do if it is harmful to the planet, if they are too wanting and needy. Yes, I mean the spirituality that is around us, that we are of. And organized religions irritate me as they teach stupid shit. No, I don’t talk about sports when I’m at beer church, I don’t follow sports other than to watch a Nascar race at times.

I’m going camping tomorrow, to get away from all the noise of the 4th, will be back sometime Friday. I suppose I will do a post in the morning before I leave though.

"A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable but more useful than a life spent doing nothing." ---George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)

Humor:
John: "I'm a man of few words."
Frank: "I'm married, too."

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #7 – Camp Hotcakes

I don’t mind a few of my camping cooking things getting black on a campfire, I clean them up when I get back home. But my pancake maker is a two plate hinged rig that I don’t want getting black. So I cook pancakes on my single burner propane stove.

Molly doesn’t much like her dog food but she sure could scoff down pancakes and Cheez-It’s. So the picture posted here isn’t very exciting, get the hell over it.

Yesterday I made a center pole for my tent. It’s free standing once it’s up, but takes two people or a pole to get it up. *A pole to get it up…. lol* The pole can just stay there after the tent is up, so I put clothes hooks on it to hang things on, won’t have to toss my coat, pants and shirt on the floor when I go to bed.

Shrink-wrapped-scream… I’m a very handy person and can fix and make most things myself. But not all men are as handy as I am. Hey hon, get your hubby some bungy cords, rope and ‘grizzly tape’ and all will be well in your world. And the tape may come in handy someday if you want to shut him the hell up. LOL

Also, I went through my stock of aluminum tubes and made up tubes to make a 8X10 shelter over a picnic table, and figured out how to put it up alone if I have to. Projects like that are when my metal lathe comes in really handy. You don’t own a metal lathe? Well, nanner, nanner, nanner. (He, he, he)

Went to The UU Fellowship yesterday also, ‘Crazy’ was there and we sat together, after the service I took her for a little spin on my Honda scooter. But in truth, I think that my deepest spiritual side is too heavy for her, we’ll see. And now this update, I suspect that she has discovered my blog even though I haven’t told her about it. And she is still talking to me, how cool is that?

There is a new Safeway store just a few blocks from me, they built it about two years ago. I walked over there the other morning for some milk and they are striping the tiles off of the floors. I asked the checkout girl why the floor was being replaced already and she said that they were going to the ‘lifestyle’ design like in the store in town.

What the fuck? I’ve never paid any attention to the floor in the one in town when in there. My lifestyle is just frigging fine without them changing the floor, how dare they decide what my lifestyle is. I wonder how much money we could save on food if they wasn’t always doing crap like that. My place has some used carpet and the area where my computer desk is is still the old wood floor and I’m just fine with it. See, it’s crap like this that is so hard on the planet, does anyone really care? I don’t need that crap, I need a hug, okay?

I believe in You! And I wish you enough! But not a thing more. It’s too hard on the planet.
Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Camping story #6 – Camp Coffee

In the old days we made camp coffee by just putting the coffee grounds in the pot and letting them settle some before drinking the coffee. But I like my coffee strained through a filter like modern coffee makers. That mug in the picture is big, holds almost a whole pot of coffee. Years ago I made a PVC adapter ring on my lathe that sat on a glass coffeepot and I put the filter basket on it, then that plastic bowl on top of it.

That bowl has four tiny holes in the bottom of it to drip the hot water heated on the campfire into the filter basket. Only on this trip I had missed taking the filter basket, but I had a small plastic dish from a deli that fit in the adapter ring well so I cut slots in it to use as a filter basket. I had a glass coffeepot with me but discovered that my adapter ring would also fit on that big mug so I used it as it kept the coffee warm while I drank it. I screwed up and deleted all the pictures of the camping trip yesterday. When I delete things I use the shift key so they don’t go to the recycle bin where I can retrieve them later. Oh well. Good thing I had emailed most of them to some friends so I could retrieve them from the sent mail.

Shrink-wrapped Scream …. So you think that you would like to have me for a neighbor hey? Well, you may be right, the lady next door thinks that I’m the best thing that has ever happened to her. And she thinks I’m the most interesting and smartest person she has ever met. She gets my spiritual journey and she doesn’t think that I’m weird at all. LOL

In all my years I’ve always been a good neighbor, but I’ve have to train a few of mine. :-)

Yesterday, on the way to my birthday breakfast that Helen treated me too I stopped at the closed hardware store and loaded two free 8 foot tall shelf units that are 16 inches deep and 16 inches wide. They will come in handy, I offered one to the crazy chick. I also picked up three free wheelchairs yesterday. I make use of the wheels and some of the frame parts off of them.

In the evening I went to beer church and they had a cake there for me and I drank all evening for free. Everyone had a good time and no, I didn’t get drunk and was home at 8:00.

What we call 'Progress' is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
Without music life would be a mistake.

Spirituality is looking beyond the material dimension of your life and discovering something that's intangible but very important. I want to emphasize the importance of at least connecting with the spiritual power in yourself - especially because, in the world we live in, that isn't something that will happen by itself. There's a reason why you're here, and you have a spiritual purpose you need to accomplish - one of your life's most important tasks is finding out what that is.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC