Great spiritual gathering #2

Sharing all that is in my mind. I’m posting a picture of a bike ad also, because it is so darn cute.

So The Future Was Yesterday has banned me from leaving comments on his blog. Whatever !! So I told a women that wars are as much their fault as anyone’s because they allow their men to go fight. I stand by those words. Saying that those men (and women) are adults and that they have no control over them is not a defense to me, it’s just a pathetic excuse. A woman will divorce a man for having an affair, or doing other stupid things. She will disown her children for doing stupid things, and then allow them to kill others using the excuse that she has no control over them, bullshit. They claim that they want to be empowered, well, they should empower themselves because they can help bring world peace. The only comfort I get out of it is in knowing that there are women, real women that won’t let their own go fight. And remember, if you don’t agree with me you are wrong !!

And TFWY, if you can call others idiots, so can I, so just get over it. And as I said in a comment yesterday, I have never left an anonymous comment on anyone’s blog, never!! The problem starts at the bottom, not at the top. So to only pick on those at the top, like Mr. Bush, is wrong, pick on anyone that is thinking and doing wrong. There is some sicko out there that poses as me at times but there is nothing I can do about that.

People at the spiritual gathering loved my spiritual robe, they got me, many of them took pictures of me, maybe one of them will send me some of the pictures they took. It rained pretty good at times but we just dealt with it, they never lasted that long and the weather wasn’t cold.

I was talking to a man there about what he did for a living, and he said that he told his wife when he was dating her to never expect him to be rich, that he didn’t care about money all that much. She married him anyway, how cool is that? I got the sense that a lot of those folks wasn’t driven for money and having a lot of material things or fancy homes. But they were all happy.

I only cooked once at the spiritual gathering, on Friday evening I cooked oysters as I wanted to eat them before they went to waste. There was so much food flowing around that I just didn’t have too cook, they had two big potlucks on Saturday.

I collected Hobuck beach sand, small shells, and two small pieces of driftwood for what some call my Zen Garden that I’m going make. I walked the beach a number of times, it’s sort of awesome out there where it seems to be the end of the world and nature is whipping the waves in constantly. There were people out there surfing, swimming, and even a couple of folks surf fishing. One lady caught a fish, but I don’t know what kind it was.

The spiritual gathering was on an Indian reservation and the rules clearly stated no alcohol. Ha, ha, ha. But one side of my brain never turns off unless I knock it out in the evening so I can get some sleep. But I kept my beer in my camp and drank alone, and I’m sure others did also. We are not the kind of folks that get drunk and do stupid things.

There was an older couple there that wasn’t very experienced at camping it seems. They wasn’t mates, just went there together, a car pooling thing. They did manage to get the tent up, and I got a fire going for them and rigged up a line for them to dry things on, and gave them some camping tips. She had brought coffee grounds but had no coffeepot and didn’t know how to make ‘camp coffee’, no problem, I kept her supplied with fresh coffee.

A crusty old man walks into the local First Baptist Church and says to the secretary, "I would like to join this fucking church." The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?" "Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this fucking church!" "I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church." The secretary goes into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation. The pastor agrees that the secretary does not have to listen to that foul language. They both return to her office and the pastor asks the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?" "There is no fucking problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million bucks in the fucking lottery and I want to join this fucking church to get rid of some of this fucking money. " "I see," said the pastor. "And is this bitch giving you a hard time?"

Artificial life likely in 3 to 10 years: WASHINGTON - Around the world, a handful of scientists are trying to create life from scratch and they're getting closer. Experts expect an announcement within three to 10 years from someone in the now little-known field of "wet artificial life."

Cool, one day this research will result in very healthy good looking humans without birth defects and such. I think that a lot of Christians won’t like this but that is too bad, it’s coming anyway. Like I’ve said for some time, God is a scientist.

Scientists trying to create a detailed inventory of all the matter and energy in the cosmos run into a curious problem--the vast majority of it is missing.

Whatever, all I concern myself is what I can see, and there is plenty about it that needs to be fixed.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Great spiritual gathering #1

I’ve had a lot of spiritual experiences in the last nine years – most of them alone, but I had the most wonderful experience at the Bahai Great Spiritual Gathering. These folks are so warm and fuzzy and huggy and giving and things like that. They are still confused about some things but what is so beautiful about them is that they believe they are God, they get that. And when I point out that they are God/Goddess in evolution it’s as if a light lights up in their minds, they see and get that right away.

There were people of all nationalities there, it was beautiful, because we where all of the same mind in our beliefs, we where a collective consciousness. There are some differences in thinking and agreement of course, but they understand that they are still evolving and sorting things out.

The women, in general, are all so wonderful, and not as needy and materialistic as many women I know. Most of them were tenting it, unlike many women that think they should have a fancy fifth wheel trailer or motor home. I wouldn’t mind finding a Bahai woman for myself, or her finding me and pestering me until I surrender. LOL .. Any man on a spiritual journey would be wise to look for a Bahai woman as a mate, they are such neat women.

Three ladies came in one car, and not a big one, I have no idea how they got all their camping gear in that car, but they did.

There is another big spiritual gathering not too far south of me on Labor Day, but I don’t think I will have the time to get to it. I don’t know a lot about it but this seems to be a beautiful religion if one is looking for one. I don’t think I will join it, I feel that I’m above all religions and am spiritual only. But I will be visiting them when I can. I haven’t formed all my thoughts about the gathering so will write about it later.

Right now I’m just posting random thoughts and posting pictures for three days, note my owl chalice on the ridgepole of my table shelter.

Dr. John, you know my friend, if you would stop reading the Christian bible you would stop being so ignorant about some things. The best Christians I know do not read bibles, or go to churches. I don’t have a Christian bible so I have no idea what Psalm 82, verse 6 say’s, or why it would make you think of me. But feel free to send me a bible, I can use it to start campfires with. Hugs, baby.

Tuyet…. Nice to have you visit my blog sweetie-pie. I warn you though, I show everyone all that is in my mind. I trust that you can handle that? I have no idea what ‘The Tao of Pooh’ is, hon. Hugs.

Ben, why members only? That makes for a pretty restricted blog experience. Confucius is from the past, lets keep looking at tomorrow and the future. Hugs.

Nick, you know my friend. I do believe that you are one sick son of a gun. But I like your good side. How do you know Tuyet is a man? I would need some proof, and like you said in your first post, you like to lie, so maybe I shouldn’t believe anything you clowns say? Hugs.

I have learned that you can't not have the good without the bad because without the bad you will never know when you have the good and or when to really appreciate just how good it is.

One Easter Sunday morning as the minister was preaching the children's sermon, he reached into his bag of props and pulled out an egg. He pointed at the egg and asked the children, "What's in here?"
"I know!" a little boy exclaimed. "Pantyhose!"

Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was. Grandma answered, "39 and holding." Johnny thought for a moment, and then said, "And how old would you be if you let go?"

Ha, ha, ha, check out this cute website.
Soapbox

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Shit man – Fuck

I just felt like saying that. :-)

Dawn, nice to hear from you hon. Yes, a woman always shows up when I'm not looking. And she always turns out to be some brat with a bad attitude. I'm not even sure I want to try anymore relationships. Hugs.

I got an email from ‘Crazy’ saying I am glad we connected this year, and I hope we will again next year. Maybe there will be a way that we can completely enjoy a friendship. That is my hope. Much love and appreciation, J

Been there, tried that, twice, not going to happen again (But I’m stupid enough that it might). I’ll just stick with being casual friends like I am with many other women. If we bump into each other at Fellowship or some other event, fine, I will talk to her. She just doesn’t get that I was her friend before I met her.

George bought a Karcher power sprayer from Costco. It is a piece of crap, I took mine over to use on his house. If you want a power sprayer I can’t recommend a Karcher.

Nick …. It’s true, I get some ladies worked up. Screw them if they won’t look in a mirror. I know that woman better than you do, and believe me, you can have that nut case. Hugs. BTW, you are a pussy for deleting comments. I never delete comments other than long-winded posts by right wing Christians, it’s all part of our evolution. If others can’t take insults, screw them, they are the same people that won’t look in a mirror. Your blog is new, in time you will see that it takes many different paths.

QUASAR9 …. Not everyone gets my sense of humor. Nice that you see it. Hugs.

And the world is still going to hell. Like a Catholic that won’t use condoms. I just wanted to say that, it was part of a string of thoughts but I don’t recall the rest

Excellence is to do a common thing in an uncommon way.

As a paper salesman, I have a habit of turning over containers and looking for trademarks. This really annoys my wife. After dinner at a pizzeria, we were handed a box for leftovers. I craned my neck to get a better look under it. When she rolled her eyes, I said, "I'm just trying to see who made that box." "I know," she sighed. "You used to look at me that way."

A lonely wife brought a man she had just met at a bar home to her bedroom one evening when she thought her husband was out of town. They immediately tore each other's clothes off and started going at it. She sat up quickly in bed as she heard the key in the lock. "Quick!" she said to the man, "it's my husband! You've got to get out of here quick!" "Where's the back door?" the man asked as he grabbed his
clothes. "There isn't one," she replied. "Where would you like one?" he asked.

I’m leaving to go to the Great Spiritual Gathering in a few hours, y’all be good until I get back. I’ll be back Sunday afternoon sometime and do my next post on Monday morning. If I’m still alive that is, maybe a monkey will cross the centerline and take me out.

Y’all have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Do not !!!

Do not get on a spiritual journey. I’m not kidding. If you do you may never have sex again the rest of your life because you can’t find a partner that can look into your eyes when you are being intimate. I’m not kidding, it’s been seven years since I’ve had sex. But I just can’t do monkey sex anymore. As fun as it once was. And there are very few spiritual women on this planet that can get away from their mind and just be spiritual during sex.

It would be nice if a person could buy empty caulking gun tubes so that they could mix up and put what they like in them. I would find that handy for putting Fix-it-All in them at times. Fix-it-all is a great product but it’s a pain to put it in big cracks and holes with a putty knife. So I used compressed air to blow the piston out of one of the old sealer tubes and cleaned it up to use for Fix-it-All and it worked great.

Then I was able to stick the tip into the end of a water hose and the pressure of the water would push the piston back out again so I could clean and use it again. My work went a lot faster yesterday. When I get ready to paint we are going to rent some scaffolding, things will go faster that way, and be safer.

It amuses me when women that don’t know me personally call me a misogynist on blogs, those women sure know how to abuse that word because they can’t get along with men. I love plenty of women, but they are good, well adjusted women. I also love all the messed up ones, I just don’t like how they are because it is too hard to have relationships with them so it leaves them and guys like me alone. And there is a lot of good guys like me that are alone, hell, we could start a club. Not that they will look in a mirror and admit that it is them. And they don’t want to be fixed, they want you to accept them just the way they are. Well, I’ll leave them to other men to accept the way they are.

A man walks into a drug store with his 8-year old son. They happen to walk by the condom display, and the boy asks, "What are these, Dad? To which the man matter-of-factly replies, "Those are called condoms, son. Men use them to have safe sex." "Oh I see," replied the boy pensively. Yes, I've heard of that in health class at school." He looks over the display and picks up a package of 3 and asks, "Why are there 3 in this package?" The dad replies, "Those are for high school boys, ONE for Friday, ONE for Saturday, and ONE for Sunday." "Cool" says the boy. He notices a 6 pack and asks, "Then who are these for?" "Those are for college men," the dad answers, TWO for Friday, TWO for Saturday, and TWO for Sunday."

"WOW!" exclaimed the boy, "then who uses THESE?" he asks, picking up a 12 pack. With a sigh and a tear in his eye, the dad replied, "Those are for married men. ONE for January, ONE for February, ONE for March....."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

What I’m dealing with

The first picture shows the ‘dormer’ like roof part of a high ceiling front room. Now this is a fancy home, but some of it was sure scabbed together. Nothing up there was properly sealed. And note the scabbed together boards on the left if you click on the picture to make it bigger.

The second picture shows the upper backside of the home (some of my friends have way too much money), this side wasn’t sealed either, and it also has some scabbed in materials in it. I can understand poor folks scabbing a place together, but this home was owned by a doctor. I can’t figure out if he was really cheap or if the contractor that made it was just a rip off, or an idiot.

The third picture shows the side of the garage. It’s all scabbed together instead of using eight foot boards. And this is rough lumber, it’s not like it cost that much at the time. And note that the trim at the top doesn’t match the lower trim. This is really bad craftsmanship.

It was nice to hear from Dr. John yesterday, I’ll pick on that confused bible thumping Christian some other time. LOL. For those of you that wasn’t reading my blog back then, I got on him pretty hard a few times, even stuck a virtual dick in his mouth. LOL… Sometimes those brainwashed Christians just really irritate me. The best Christians I know don’t pack bibles around and go to church. But the most screwed up ones I know do. I swear, I’m going to convert that little motherfucker to being a pagan and spiritual only. LOL

Monkeys sure are interesting. I got an email from a lady bragging that she was going to be a grandmother again. I sure am good at busting those bubbles. LOL

Why don’t people get overpopulation? Why don’t people get that they are just adding more idiots to the gene pool? Her son already has two young children, but they go to a church and hear that is what they are supposed to do, that everything will be okay. Yeah, right.

A family living wage for a family of four in this country is right at about thirty dollars an hour. And I know that her son doesn’t make anything near that. She won’t tell me what his job is (probably a dish washer in a café), but claims that he makes good money. I don’t believe that based on what I do know.

I know that they live with her, that she takes him to work because the piece of crap car he owns is not reliable. This doesn’t sound like someone that is making good money. I’m guessing that they don’t even have the money to pay for the childbirth and that the taxpayers will get stuck with the bill. The taxpayers will get stuck with a lot of their bills over the years I bet.

He thinks that in a year or so he will be able to buy the house they are renting. Right, you cannot buy a home anymore if you are only making fifteen bucks an hour, and I’ll bet that he is making under ten bucks an hour, he is just a young green kid without enough brains to get his tubes tied while he screws his little monkey christian wife. Hey, don’t get me started. LOL

Yup, these monkeys sure are interesting.

Nick, I’m not doing Gods work by painting George’s home, I’m doing the devils work. George is okay and could live in a simple home. But they own two fancy homes and his wife is a planet destroying consumer with more money than brains as she tries to make herself happy shopping. I could so not live with a woman like her. In another ten years they will be buried under a mountain of things she has bought and never used much or enjoyed. But when they die someone is going to get a gold mine of new and little used things.

It appears that the economy in America is going to pot. That’s fine with me, there is too much greed in all of it anyway. And all too often America and Americans think that this is the only important country on the planet. I happen to think however that all country’s are important.

Great, just great, it appears that the new neighbor next to me has a fat teenage son (I looked over the fence) with a dirt bike with a loud exhaust that he is going to drive around in the yard at all hours. With any luck at all he will run into the corner of the house and split his little monkey head open. Any bets on how long it takes God to go over there and tell him to knock it the fuck off?

An extraordinarily handsome man decided he had the responsibility to marry the perfect woman so they could produce beautiful children beyond compare. With that as his mission he began to search for the perfect woman. Shortly there after he met a Redneck who had three stunning, gorgeous daughters that positively took his breath away. So he explained his mission to the Redneck and asked for permission to marry one of them.

The Redneck simply replied, "They're lookin' to get married, so you came to the right place. Look 'em over and pick the one you want." The man dated the first daughter. The next day the Redneck asked for the man's opinion. "Well," said the man, "she's just a weeeeee bit, not that you can hardly notice...pigeon-toed."

The Redneck nodded and suggested the man date one of the other girls; so the man went out with the second daughter. The next day, the Redneck again asked how things went. "Well,"the man replied, "she's just a weeeee bit, not that you can hardly tell...cross-eyed."

The Redneck nodded and suggested he date the third girl to see if things might be better. So he did. The next morning the man rushed in exclaiming, "She's perfect, just perfect. She's the one I want to marry."

So they were wed right away. Months later the baby was born. When the man visited the nursery he was horrified: the baby was the Ugliest, most pathetic human you can imagine. He rushed to his father-in-law and asked how such a thing could happen considering the beauty of the parents.

"Well," explained the Redneck... "She was just a weeeee bit, not that you could hardly tell... pregnant when you met her."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

What a leakier

I’m the wise ass…. :-)

I always spray off a home before painting it, they may appear clean but they are not. Spraying them off removes a lot of crud and oxidation and such. I started on George’s home yesterday, on the roof, where there is a sort of dormer. There are big beams that go through the walls, they are exposed inside. Who ever built that place did a lousy job, nothing is sealed and water was running into the home so I had to stop. I will go do a bunch of sealing today, that explains why his heating bills are high. Bah….

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

United Spiritual Gathering

I’m attending a United Spiritual Gathering this coming week-end. Will go and camp there for a few days. It sounds very interesting.
Spiritual Gathering

The subject at Fellowship yesterday was about the Eckankar religion. I had never heard of it, and I won’t be learning more about it, just not interested in it. I don’t know why everyone studies and looks for a religion they can believe in when all they need to believe in is a spirituality. When he was done talking he asked if there was any questions. I waited until those that had questions were done and then stood up and stated that I don’t have questions, that I have answers.

So I talked for a few minutes about spirit and being omnipresent, and said that we are God in evolution. The last thing I said was that I was getting tired of always hearing a bunch of muttering about God and never anything about Goddess. And some of the folks there actually got what I said and came and talked to me after the service. It was a nice morning.

This morning I got an email from Rose, she said.
Nice to see you at the fellowship Billy. I liked your comments. Rick and I were initiated by Kirpal Singh in Light and Sound in 1970 and Paul Twitchell that started Eckankar was an initiate of Kirpal Singh. This is a lineage that goes way back to Guru Nanak. I found it rather disconcerting that Paul Twitchell never gave credit to this eastern teacher which is where Paul actually received his training and knowledge not from the teachers this guy spoke about. I didn’t want to burst his bubble though. Might see you on Saturday.
Blessings, Rose

He also talked about dreams. I don’t put a lot of stock in a lot of dreams, I’ve had very few dreams that I felt where important, something in them for me, they are just your brain free to play with itself. I can do that when I’m wide-awake, I just let my brain free to play with itself, it’s very interesting.

CHESHIRE, Conn. - A woman killed a raccoon with her bare hands Thursday when the animal attacked a young boy. Officials with Cheshire animal control say the woman was walking in the woods around 11 a.m. with a group of children when the animal bit the 5-year-old son of a friend. She pulled the raccoon off the child, told the children to run home and strangled the animal, authorities said.

I’m impressed, coons are tough critters. Brave woman, the only woman I know that might tackle a coon is Ann, and she would be so pissed that she would tear its head off. I think that most women I know would just stand there screaming for help. But who really knows until such a situation happens. I think it’s safe to assume the Paris Hilton wouldn’t do something like that, she might break a nail.

As of Saturday, Aug. 11, 2007, at least 3,685 members of the U.S. military have died since the beginning of the Iraq war in March 2003, according to an Associated Press count.
Well, for as long as the women on this planet let their dumb ass men/sons/daughters go fight wars for others it will continue to be this way. I guess the days of women standing up and taking a switch to their men and offspring is over.

Our local rag has a section called Rants and Raves on Sundays. One rave was, “It’s nice to live in the drug free town of Port Angeles”. I wonder what Port Angeles this idiot lives in. If he/she lives in this town they are clearly out of touch with reality.

Turning that macaroni and cheese crap into a casserole made it much better. I grated up a block of cheddar cheese and stirred it in with some milk and celery and garlic salt. Mixed up two cups of biscuit mix until it was runny but not as runny as pancake mix. Put a half inch layer on it and baked it at 350 degrees for 20 minutes. Nope, not done yet. Turn oven up to 375 and set timer on another 20 minutes. Just right, yum, yum.

I have to go start cleaning George’s home today, to get it ready for paint. I’d just as soon be doing something else.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

In the news

NEW DELHI (Reuters) - Seventy-seven percent of Indians -- about 836 million people -- live on less than half a dollar a day in one of the world's hottest economies, a government report said. The report said the majority of those working and living under "miserable conditions" were lower castes, tribal people and Muslims and the most disadvantaged of these were women, migrant workers and children.

Well, I guess it doesn’t bother most of the women in India that are well off. If they don’t care or worry about their kind/sisters maybe I shouldn’t either?

ARLINGTON, Texas - A megachurch canceled a memorial service for a Navy veteran 24 hours before it was to start because the deceased was gay.

Rolls Eyes.

TACOMA, Wash. - A man accused of having sex with a goat is scheduled to be arraigned on Friday on a animal cruelty charge. Charging papers say a witness saw 63-year-old Arthur Lawton having sex with a goat May 8th in a barn at Eatonville's Pioneer Farm Museum where he worked. Lawton said he was trying to milk the goat.

It must have been a very unique way of milking. I think things like that are just sick, but I guess some monkeys are just on this planet to entertain us. Is it animal cruelty if the goat likes it? I don’t know, maybe goats like monkeys fucking them.

Happiness is not having much, and not wanting much. Happiness lives right next door to me. If only everyone was as happy and cheerful as Helen.

I know a fair number of women that are on welfare, or disability, or some other assistant programs that think they are independent, as if they are self-supporting. These women are not the brightest crewmembers on the ship and made stupid decisions and did stupid things that put them in the position they are in. And boy, do they have attitudes. It’s no surprise that so many of them live alone, or go through men like they are water. And they think it’s the men. Yeah, right.

No matter who or what you would like to blame your current circumstances on, you are ultimately responsible for the decision/choice that put you where you are.

A priest, a minister and a guru sat discussing the best positions for prayer, while a telephone repairman worked nearby. "Kneeling is definitely the best way to pray," the priest said. "No," said the minister. "I get the best results standing with my hands outstretched to Heaven." "You're both wrong," the guru said "The most effective prayer position is lying down on the floor." The repairman could contain himself no longer. "Hey, fellas," he interrupted. "The best prayin' I ever did was when I was hangin' upside down from a telephone pole." Praying, I don’t bother with it.

It was a beautiful day yesterday, I wanted to hike to the hot springs. But I worked around here some and went to the peace rally, then beer church for a bit in the evening.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Anything she wants

I feed Helen anything she wants. She is eighty-five years old and skinny as a rail. And she likes lots of chocolate, pastries and other goodies so I fetch her all she wants. At her age what difference does it make as long as she is happy. She likes those boxed macaroni and cheese dinners, (yuck), and has been pestering me for some. So I made two boxes of it yesterday, but added four sliced hot dogs, something else that she likes (yuck again).

Whatever I fix and take to her I usually also eat myself, it will make a turd and keep me going and I’m thankful for it knowing that others are starving. I think I will put the rest in a baking dish and put a layer of biscuit mix over it and bake a casserole type dish.

Dawn….. Does it sound like I work a lot? Not really, I spend a lot of time on a computer, reading, writing, getting out in life and having lots of different experiences. If I worked like I used to work Helen would have a years worth of ready firewood, my next room to remodel would be done, my camp trailer would be done. I would be working on some inventions. Someone should smack me on the head for not getting enough done.

Nick….. I contend that men are too stupid to stop warring, they have been doing that to each other for millions of years. Therefore I say that it is the women that has to stop them. But then, I also contend that when a man is down and out that the best advice I can give him is to get back up, shake it off and get back into life. Been there, done that, but I just kept moving forward, always forward. I’m not one to sit around in self-pity.

That picture is of the seats that I’m putting in the camp trailer I’m redoing. Rick gave them to me, they are out of a van and the backs fold back almost flat, they won’t be able to do that in the camper but I will install them so that they can be adjusted some. They have pockets on the backs so some things can be stored there. They were stored for some time, cats sleeping on them even, so they were grungy. It was sunny yesterday so I put them out in the yard, squirted some soap solution on them and sprayed them down with my 1300 PSI power sprayer, they cleaned up right nice. When I folded one of them back I found a chrome or silver cigg case and a ZZ TOP tape in one of the creases. I don’t know much about ZZ TOP but Tube Snake Boogie sounds interesting, maybe I should listen to it. While I was at it I sprayed my entrance rug.

Ever wonder about those people who spend $2.00 apiece on those little bottles of Evian water? Try spelling Evian backwards: NAÏVE

There are three religious truths:
a. Jews do not recognize Jesus as the Messiah.
b. Protestants do not recognize the Pope as the leader of the Christian faith.
c. Baptists do not recognize each other in the liquor store or at Hooters.

A new neighbor. The house next door just sold. Lots of pickups there yesterday delivering things. I met the man that bought it, his name is Jack, nice guy, knows Helen from the days when her husband had a recycling business on the property I now own, nice guy. He is about 60 and bought it for his daughter. I haven’t seen or met her yet. I hope that she is quite, I like it quite here.

Yesterday I cut up some more pallets, ran some more wiring in my shop, worked on the camp trailer some, removed what was the kitchen counter, I will make a new one after I rebuild the wall behind it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

A new face

A new face showed up here yesterday, and left a comment. A fucked up disabled veteran. Apparently has just started his blog. Interesting and honest start. I sense something useful coming out of that. Why don’t you pop over to his blog and say “Hi” to Nick and give him a hug. If you don’t feel like saying “Hi” and giving him a hug just tell him to “Piss off”. LOL … I’m sure that either way he will love the attention. LOL

Really, here is a damaged soul that can share with you about the ugly atrocities of fighting wars for the rich and powerful and mislead, and what it does to some souls. I’m hopeful that his blog will be used to convince others not to fight others wars for them. Maybe he can convince women to not allow their men and children to not go fight stupid wars. I’m sure that he can relate to the Doonesbury comic strip that I have followed for some time.

Dawn….. I’m sorry that you have been depressed, I think most of us have been for one reason or the other since Bush got in office. And for other reasons also of course. I know that I get plenty discouraged at times.

I installed some more foam panels in the camp trailer yesterday. I’ll try to work on it some more today. I also cut up four pallets for firewood for Helen.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Went for a bike ride

GENEVA (Reuters) - The world experienced a series of record-breaking weather events in early 2007, from flooding in Asia to heat waves in Europe and snowfall in South Africa, the United Nations weather agency said on Tuesday.

BANGKOK, Thailand - Coral reefs in much of the Pacific Ocean are dying faster than previously thought, according to a study released Wednesday, with the decline driven by climate change, disease and coastal development.

Oh well, it’s a good way to get rid of a lot of idiots. Need to reduce the monkey population by fifty percent.

I didn’t have time to hike to the hot springs yesterday, so I biked to the beach and filled my cute girly pail with some fine beach sand and spent some time reflecting with nature. I can’t put into words what I sense out there. The picture I posted is of an old railroad bridge beam at the entrance to the Morse Creek part of the Olympic Trail. Note the section of track on top of it.

When I moved here working on the trail was one of my first volunteer projects. I helped rebuild a number of the bridges and trestles on the trail. That beam was on it’s side while two ladies chiseled the lettering into it as I supervised the digging of the holes and making the forms and mixing the concrete for the foundation it was to set on.

Hey, the ocean is natures vagina spewing out life, and sometimes you can hear her douching. LOL
And mankind is such ignorant monkeys that he keeps destroying her, or trying to, she will destroy him first so that she can go on living. I can just hear nature saying “I don’t get no respect”.

Got an email from ‘Crazy’. She always has a lot to say… LOL
You deserve the best. Of everything. May it all come to you! J

My reply: Thank you, but I don't want the best of everything, I'm just not that way. Those ways are killing this planet. I want someone that can go to the beaches and do other things with me and not be trying to make her empire bigger and better. I don't care if she is homeless and has next to nothing as long as she is spirituality where I need her to be. B

We don’t talk much, we are on different paths. While I think that a lot of stuff here is cool it doesn’t mean I need it or should have it. I don’t think that Goddess is all that needy either, consuming is for monkeys.

brad4d….. I could less if mankind can make oil, or if we get another drop out of the ground, mankind is so stupid that he will just use it to keep polluting the planet with it. Another good book that talks about nano technology is one by William Shatner talking about the future, assuming it gets here. Virtual reality theaters is very interesting to me, I’ve experienced the forerunner, motion theatres.

Terri, mankind has screwed up so much of his history by writing much of it to favor what ever thing or group or the other that I think a lot of it may never be properly figured out. And does it really matter? What is important? I say tomorrow, look forward and do what is right.

The front part of The Book of Mormon that was given to me has pictures of people in it, starting with Jesus and then others. Interesting that when they wrote bibles and made up the pictures for them that they decided everyone was white.

A group of men were waiting to enter Paradise. God appeared and said, "I want the men to make two lines. One line for the men who were heads of their household, and the other line for the men who were dominated by their women." I want all the women to report to St. Peter. The line of the men who were dominated by their wives was very long, and in the line of men who truly were heads of their household, there was only one man. God said, "You men should be ashamed of yourselves, I created you to be the head of your household! You have been disobedient and have not fulfilled your purpose! Of all of you, only one obeyed. Learn from him." God turned to the one man, "How did you manage to be the only one in this line?" The man replied, "My wife told me to stand here."

At the Road Kill Café they serve monkey meat, if they can get them out of the cars before the cops and ambulances arrive.

Aggrandizement: I’d never seen that word before, ‘Crazy’ said it in an email last evening. The act of increasing the wealth or prestige or power or scope of something

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

How not to paint a house

Boy, whoever is in charge of that homeless shelter project is an idiot. Have I ever mentioned that I’m surrounded by idiots? The proper way to paint a house is to do the trim first, then paint the high parts, then the lower parts. By the time I got involved the lower areas was already done, badly I should say. So I had to deal with doing the high parts and under the eves while trying to not lean ladders against what had already been painted.

And there is no water and electricity there. That is a pain in the butt when wanting to clean up or repair something. We got it 95 percent done, someone else will have to finish it, it’s just some trim work and touching up where they put ladders against the walls to do the trim. My back is sore again from climbing around on high places like a monkey. I gave them two days, someone else can give some time.

Allow the President to invade a neighboring nation, whenever he shall deem it necessary to repel an invasion, and you allow him to do so whenever he may choose to say he deems it necessary for such a purpose -- and you allow him to make war at pleasure.-Abraham Lincoln

If any questions why we died, Tell them because our fathers lied. -Rudyard Kipling, 1918 written after his son died in WW I.

QUASAR9….. There is something to be said about missing the days of rape & pillaging, but we must evolve to something better. The only good thing about those days was the fact that at least we was getting some instead of dealing with screwed up modern women that have become nothing more than consumers. I’m generalizing of course. A few women actually do care about this planet and are thrifty and not wanting and needing everything under the sun. Or giving men a bad time. Those good ones are all taken though.

In the nanoworld, turning nature's stickiness into repulsion could be the ultimate remedy. Instead of sticking together, parts of micromachinery would levitate. Interesting statement within a news item. Natures stickiness. Hum, interesting.

CHICAGO (AFP) - A new analysis of the dental fossils of human ancestors suggests that Asian populations played a larger role than Africans in colonizing Europe millions of years ago, said a study released Monday. The findings challenge the prevailing "Out of Africa" theory, which holds that anatomically modern man first arose from one point in Africa and fanned out to conquer the globe, and bolsters the notion that Homo sapiens evolved from different populations in different parts of the globe.

I’ve said all along that different species of what became humans evolved in different places on the globe, and someday I will be proved right. And this area I live in will be one of the life sustaining places left on this planet where life can start over again after mankind screws this planet all up.

Sumo….. Thank you for your kind words, but I don’t think my Goddess will show up. There isn’t many women on this planet that really get what they and I am. The women I do know personally that think they are Goddesses are ones that think “I am a Goddess, spoil my ass rotten.” The few I know that are spirituality where I would need a woman to be is busy with their monkeys. Oh well, so she won’t be showing up, acceptance of that is good, I can still talk about her. ‘Crazy’ is going back to California in a few weeks, to make more money to make her empire bigger, whatever.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

The past

Does rape happen at the cosmic level? Not in the sense that it happens here. At the cosmic level those sexual energies that create all that is don’t have to bother with a code of morals. Whatever other particle of male or female energy they find next to them, they sex it, simply by touching it for a nano second. It’s not very exciting sex like we have here, but it sure is pretty.

More about YOUR forth dimension, what is it? Hey, don’t look at me to answer that. You own it, it’s your own dimension, you are truly your God/Goddess there, No one has any power over it but you, there you are truly omnipotent and supreme ruler. You decide what it is and what is in it. I’m assuming that everything there, including the other souls you have there with you are just as you need them so you all get along super great, it’s perfect there. So it isn’t like another persons forth dimension, so what, their dimension is of no concern to you.

For example, here are no cell phones in my forth dimension. Just saying. No computers either. And I would be surprised if you have them in yours, as you have no need for them there. All you are doing there is having a good time. And my best guess is that you are having great sex because it is what you need it to be there. Am I right or wrong?

Balance (a cute story)

God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the archangel, found him resting on the seventh day. He inquired, "Where have you been?" God smiled deeply, and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds, "Look, Michael. Look what I've made." Archangel Michael looked puzzled, and said, "What is it?"

"It's a planet," replied God, "and I've put Life on it. I'm going to call it Earth and it's going to be a place to test Balance." "Balance?" inquired Michael, "I'm still confused." God explained, pointing to different parts of earth. "For example, Northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, while southern Europe is going to be poor. Over there I've placed a continent of white people, and over there is a continent of black people. Balance in all things," God continued, pointing to different countries. "This one will be extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice."

The Archangel, impressed by God's work, then pointed to a land area and said, "What's that one?" "That's Washington State, the most glorious place on earth. There are beautiful mountains, rivers and streams, lakes, forests, hills, and plains. The people from Washington State are going to be handsome, modest,
intelligent, and humorous, and they are going to travel the world. They will be extremely sociable, hardworking, high achieving, and they will be known throughout the world as diplomats, carriers of peace, and producers of software!"

Michael gasped in wonder and admiration, but then asked, "But what about balance, God? You said there would be balance." God smiled, "There is another Washington. Wait till you see the idiots I put
there."

We are going to try to finish painting that homeless shelter today.
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Timeless

That’s me, timeless. And sharing with others all that is in my mind.

A man in Savannah, Georgia, decided to write a book about churches around the country. He started by flying to Boston, Massachusetts, and started working west from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign that read, "$10,000 per minute." Seeking out the pastor, he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that the golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to Heaven, and, if he pays the price, he can talk directly to God.

The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he continued to visit churches in New Jersey, Milwaukee, Chicago, Denver, Salt Lake City, and around the United States, he found more such phones with the same sign and the same explanation from each pastor. Finally, the man arrived in the lovely state of Washington. Upon entering a church, behold: he saw the usual golden telephone. But this time, the sign read: "Calls: 25 cents"! Fascinated, the man asked to speak with the pastor. Reverend, I have been in cities all across the country, and, in each church, I have found this golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven and that I could use it to talk to God.... but in 20 other churches the cost was $10,000 per minute. Your sign says 25 cents per call ....why is that?

The pastor, smiling benignly, replied: "Son, you're in the Northwest now---better known as 'God's country'....and it's a local call."

The talk about Mormons at the Fellowship yesterday was pretty much as I expected, I didn’t hear a thing I didn’t already know. They like sex and too make babies, and blah, blah, blah. And they are still waiting for the second coming. Second coming of what? Christ is never going to return like in the Christians beliefs. And even if he did they would never believe it. And he gave me a Book of Mormon to read, ha, ha, ha. Maybe I should read it, to poke holes in it. I’m not sure they would like me running their book through my bullshit filter. And he talked about God a lot, and not a word about Goddess.

I swear, I’m surrounded by frigging idiots. Hey, if Christians thought that Jesus was God, I want to know why they are not also God. Evolving into God. Hello? Besides, the followers of Jesus was sure that the second coming would come within a hundred years of his death on the cross, two hundred years max. Didn’t happen, did it? Not going to happen either. It’s a spirituality only. Hello?

They have a time at the Fellowship they call “Joys and sorrows”, I don’t always have a joy or sorrow to share but if I have anything at all to say I use that time to say it. And when I do I like to point out that I’m a rebel leading my own parade, and some folks there actually come and tell me that they appreciate that. That I should start my own Fellowship. I’ve tried to avoid doing that though, even though I would have some followers from the git go. One reason I’ve avoided doing it is because Goddess hasn’t showed up to help me with it, I can’t imagine a Fellowship of God without one. Another is because I’m very busy with other things. I do like their hymnal, I think I will buy my own copy.

Ha, ha, ha, Dan is a funny boy, if all you want is humor go to his blog, he’s very good at it. But as I keep saying, humor has never fixed this world, it’s just a band-aid. He said that God will disable my popup blocker because I go around saying that I/we are God. Which God does he think is going to do that? The Christians God? The Muslims God? The Mormons God? The Morons God: Um, yeah, what in the hell God does he mean? I guess that he doesn’t get it that I’m my own guru. Wait, I don’t use a popup blocker, never mind. *snorts*

LONDON - British Prime Minister Gordon Brown said Saturday that authorities were doing "everything in our power" to track the source of a foot-and-mouth disease outbreak and wipe out the animal illness before it wreaked economic devastation. Meanwhile, Britain imposed a voluntary ban on exports of livestock and livestock products, the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs said.

It seems that at times globalization isn’t such a great deal. Not to mention that it’s harmful on the planet moving all those products around. Maybe there is something in buying locally. But there is also something in saying that this planet should only have three billion people on it. Mankind still has a lot to learn.

I was talking to a man yesterday and he said that if I could just get others to stop being such consumers that I would make a positive difference in the world. Funnnnny!! He can’t even stop his wife from spending way more than any woman should be spending. I swear, that woman pisses more money away than any woman has a right to get rid of. Like I could stop her from doing that, all I can do is be thankful that she isn’t my wife.

Terri said. “Another way of describing the Otherworld that some of us appear to be accessing in dreams and meditation is that it is at 90 degrees to our three dimensions.” Well, I’m not much interested in that other, or what others call a forth dimension. I’m especially not interested in having others explain it to me. I’ve tackled that in past posts. That this physical planet is the most important, that the other one isn’t physical, this is where we get our touchy feely experiences to have there. But there they are no more than thoughts. Everyone is in that dimension everyday, two places at once.

I stopped by Laurel Ann’s farm after Fellowship. There wasn’t anyone there and it’s berry season. I have stopped there a number of times this year and no one has ever been there. Laurel Ann said that they leased the farm to Jan and Ron this year. But Ron came into a lot of money and they have been slacking on working the farm. Whatever, no point in the berries going to waste, I picked a bag of Maryanberries (sp) for a cobbler.

I’ve never made a cobbler before, but I know how to = A: Cheat = B: Fake it. I started with Krusteaz Baking Mix and kinda followed the Streusel Coffee Cake directions, tossing in my own twists. It’s very good, makes happy turds.

I also went to Home Depot and bought a high pressure paint sprayer as I suppose I will still be painting enough to justify getting it. Today I’m going to help Forrest paint a homeless shelter, a freebee. Then I have to get started on George’s home.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

God complex

Cute cartoon, crazy by osmosis. Who wouldn’t be the way societies are on this stupid rock and screw people up so much.

I’ve been accused of having a God complex. Big deal, so I’ve pretty much figured it all out. I predict that in the future a whole lot of folks will be figuring it out and abandoning organized religions and starting their own Fellowships. Fellowships of God, getting the ‘God Complex’. They might be similar to Universalist Unitarian Fellowships, but unlike Unitarians who for thousands of years have been lost and try to honor everything and basically don’t know what to believe because for thousands of years have been a heard of lost folks, will know what and who they are. That is how the future should look, but who knows how it will go, we shall see. Maybe Lee will be starting one in ten or twenty years.

The problem with going to the hot springs is that I end up writing about it instead of posting what I was going to post. But there is always something to share when I go there. First I stopped to fill the gas tank on my Honda scooter, it had gone 60 miles since I filled it. It took 7 tenths of a gallon, that’s good, it would have taken over three gallons to drive my little pickup the same distance. And it’s fun as long as I’m not in heavy traffic around a bunch of monkeys.

There was two ladies in their thirties starting up the trail the same time I did, they had big packs and was camping overnight. I’ve never camped overnight up there, don’t want to pack in that much gear. I prefer to camp at the campground 5 miles away from the trailhead that I can drive to with half a pickup load of stuff. LOL

Honey, I killed some of your/our flies at the hot springs, don’t take it personally sweetie-pie, but the idiots were trying to eat me. We sure create some ignorant critters, they think that we are part of the food chain. I wouldn’t mind being eaten by the critters some day, it’s how nature works well here, but dammit, they will have to work really hard at getting me, I arrived here wired to survive. So it boils down to killing what is trying to kill me if it won’t stay out of my space and face. When I get older and ready to die maybe I will wander out into the mountains were they can have at me. And I might take a gun and make it easy for them.

I spent two hours at the pool, soaking, reflecting, exercising, reviewing a survival handbook, blowing soap bubbles, healing, and such. Terri, I’ve never read a yoga book, I listen to the cosmos and devise my own exercises. That trick once got me work release in just 4 weeks after a knee operation, the doctor was really impressed. My back is much better today. Got my toenails nice and soft and trimmed them also.

Got to thinking of Goddess and got a boner. LOL….. And she fondled it some, but I she wish she would show up and personally take care of that instead of using my hand. LOL

Lots of folks hiking yesterday, more peaceful than the people that barge around in towns. Just as I was dressing two men came up to the pool to talk to me for a few minutes. One said that a few weeks ago that 4 naked coeds used that pool, darn, I missed that chat. But I have enjoyed that experience before. Then I talked to a couple on the trail for about ten minutes, he started asking me questions about myself so I gave them a quick rundown on my life and adventures and what I’ve been doing since moving here, they seemed fascinated by it. Nice couple, live over in Gig Harbor, he is a forester. I also gave them one of my cards.

I got an email from ‘Crazy’ stating that she couldn’t understand how a bird didn’t get hurt in a cute car commercial I sent her. It’s simple, the commercial was completely created on a computer, we don’t need Hollywood and props anymore. She’ll never get me, she is too busy with her materialistic monkey life to get on a spiritual journey.

You know who understands me best? The most spiritual of women, I’ve started to collect a few of them in my parade. And we are thought of as pagan, as if we are not enlightened, because the organized religions think they are enlightened and brainwash so many people, that sense that something about it all isn’t right, but they can’t put their finger on what it is. What it is is that they are God in evolution, and not some bogeyman in the sky. They need to get it figured out and start their own belief and support system and Fellowships as there is strength in numbers. Strength in numbers is what makes the organized religions big and influential. An alternate definition of ‘Pagan’ to me has always been someone that wasn’t enlightened. I think that is how the major religions see us. They must enjoy living in their delusional clouds? Na, I don’t think so.

Ladies, something to try, picture a picture frame, folded in half, as if it is hinged and can open and close back on itself. Opened it looks like a square or picture frame, closed it looks like a handle, or half of a square. Picture it as a bigger unit, like having 8 foot sides. It could then be used as a sort of tent frame, and have other uses also. Picture half of it being female and half of it being male. Coming up with anything? I’m not sure what I’m getting at here, it was part of a dream I had last night, and I think that part of it had some sexual meaning. Like we are joined at the hips, or something.

There is a deer at the driveway gate, but the apples aren’t ready for them yet. I’m going to the UU Fellowship today, there will be a talk about Mormons. I want to hear what the speaker has to say about them. I’m taking my moving dolly and after the program I’m going to a ladies home to move a big dog house for her.

I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! But this planet is so screwed up that I worry that they won’t figure it out. Don't let anyone steal your dream or live your dream. Don't leave this world with your dream still inside you. And remember, Life is uncertain; eat dessert first.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Happy again

They where really happy to have me cook the Friendship Dinner again last evening. Everything went off like clockwork, we served 92 meals plus the crew, and had four big containers to left over to take to the homeless shelter. I don’t think I’ve gotten so many complements in one evening. Everyone welcomed me back and raved about the meal.

A scary incident for Supreme Court Justice John Roberts. He collapsed on the ground outside his vacation home in Maine. Turns out he had a seizure. At first people thought he had just fallen over from leaning too far to the right.

There are people that think I’m bat shit crazy, especially those that read my blog. Umm, I sure as hell hope so. I hope that I’m right up there with Einstein and Leonardo Di Vinci.

A drunk walks out of a bar with a key in his hand and he is stumbling back and forth. A cop on the beat sees him and approaches "Can I help you sir? " "Yessh! Ssssomebody ssstole my carrr" the man replies.
The cop asks "Where was your car the last time you saw it " "It wasss on the end of thisshh key" the man replies. About that time the cop looks down and sees the man's weenie hanging out of his fly for all the world to see.

He asks the man "Sir are you aware that you are exposing yourself " Momentarily confused, the drunk looks down at his crotch and without missing a beat, blurts out.........."Holy moley! My girlfriend's gone too!

Keep your bathroom mirror from fogging up. Spread shaving cream on and wipe off; effective for two to
three weeks. Or rub mirror with drop of shampoo.

National Question-Of-The-Week ~~~~ Do you think George W. Bush should be impeached? No I don’t, I said from the git go that it wasn’t going to happen. And even if it did happen this late in the game it would be waaaayyy to frigging late. I think that the only justice for that fucking little monkey is a bullet in the head. And I’m positive that Goddess would like to be the one that pulls the trigger. And I would be okay with that, she created him and it’s her right to take him out. And then I would drink eight beers and piss all over him. Like Lee said, God loves a good pissing contest, especially if the other bastard isn’t standing. Yeah, I would prop open his mouth and piss right in it, hopefully before he died. So that he could look into Gods eyes as he smiled at him. Then I would send him over to the devil for him to stick his dick in his mouth. Hey, don’t get me started, you know how I get.

Goddess, the coon came last night and was harassing my cats. Friends Of Animals came and got their trap a few days ago. So I shot it. Don’t take it personally honey, but your critters can’t be harassing my cats. If your critters can’t live in peace with each other I will remove those that are in my space and face, be it critter or man (monkey). I don’t tolerate anyone fucking with my cats and loved ones, and yes, I will kill them if I have to. I don’t want to, but I will if I have too. Your mean coon, my nice cats, hello? I won’t go do collateral damage like that idiot Bush does, or others do, but I will target the problem. How about that, a twenty-year-old bullet was still good, it’s been a long time since I shot that gun. A 22 bullet, two cents, cat to the vet after a coon fucks with it, at least a hundred bucks, do the math, a hundred bucks will feed a lot of people that will die of starvation today, if it could get to them. Love you bunches honey, and it won’t go to waste, other critters will chow down on it, it’s part of the food chain you know. Hugs.

My back has been hurting for a few days, it hasn’t hurt for years, I thought I had killed all the nerves in it. I think that Blog Spot is overloaded from trying to serve us all, had problems getting a post up today.
Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Stuff

Helen is such a hoot, always so cheerful and with a wonderful sense of humor. She reads all that I write and loves it. Yesterday she was in an extra good mood and said “I feel pretty good after my distemper shot.” LOL

I hardly ever plan my days anymore, when I go to Helen’s in the morning she always asks me what I will be doing with the day, I don’t know, it hasn’t happened to me yet. Rick called yesterday morning and I went over to his shop and installed a new air compressor for him.

A lady was looking for some dog steps on Yahoo Freecycle so that her wiener dog could get up on her couch. I had never heard of dog steps, seemed interesting so I offered to make her some. Then being as I have moments of brilliance it popped into my mind that a ramp, like a handicapped ramp, would be better than stairs. So I made her a ramp. That is a picture of it against a recliner out in the yard. I made it so that it folds for easy moving and storage. She will have to paint it and put some carpeting on it. I need to find a home for that nice recliner.

BAGHDAD - Much of the Iraqi capital was without running water Thursday and had been for at least 24 hours, compounding the urban misery in a war zone and the blistering heat at the height of the Baghdad summer. And to think that Americans spoil themselves and take long showers everyday. Boy, did G. W. Bush fuck up or what? That fucking bible reading idiot. I suggest that you get ready for one hell of a ride.

Do you know why men wear tool belts? Cuz if we set anything down anywhere else we can’t frigging find it for two hours. Don’t worry, they make a pink one for you Goddess’s. LOL

I framed in and installed a five-foot long window in the camp trailer yesterday, boy, it’s going to have a lot of windows in it.

They closed a bridge here yesterday because of the bridge collapse in Minnesota. Big deal, it is just a one lane bridge that doesn’t get a lot of traffic, its not like many would be hurt or killed if it goes down. I would still use it. And they are fixing to close two more bridges that are to be replaced, talk about a big traffic mess this fall.

Ah, it’s Friday, I will be going over at three to cook the Friendship Dinner.

A good test of a man's or woman’s integrity is his/her behavior when they are wrong.

Y’all have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Goddess – We killed your fucking rat

It’s nothing personal honey, it’s just that they should stay in their place out in nature doing whatever they are supposed to be doing to contribute to life on this planet. If they are contributing anything at all. Not everything you create is useful being as you are such an airhead and just like to create things. And not all things can be in our space, or face.

But hey, nothing in nature is lost they say, after having some fun with it we tossed it out in the field and the insects can chow down on it. Hugs, hon, love you bunches. BBC

True ?

I don’t know how true any of this is, but it makes interesting reading...

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes when you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase "goodnight & sleep tight."

2. It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based; this period was called the honey month or what was known today as the honeymoon.

3. In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts. So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them mind their own pints and quarts and settle down. It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's."

4. Many years ago in England, pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim or handle of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.

5. In ancient England a person could not have sex unless you had consent of the King (unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got consent of the King; the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had F.U.C.K. (Fornication Under Consent of the King) on it. Now you know where that came from.

6. In Scotland, a new game was invented. It was entitled Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden.... and thus the word GOLF entered into the English language.

Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

There is always hope after loss. This is what keeps the world functioning.

"Until man duplicates a blade of grass, nature can laugh at his so called scientific knowledge." - Thomas Edison

Don’t worry, someday man will, if mankind survives. And will then go on to start mastering nature. You can’t get much more Godly than that. Billy B Cook

It was nice to hear from Vincent yesterday, I haven’t heard from him for a coons age. Like me, he can’t find his Goddess, and I’m sure, like me, he can’t accept anything less. Good luck with that search Vincent. Hey, I think that you are God also, once you get it sorted out in your mind properly. Lee gets it, Terri gets it, there are others that get it.

By the way, Vincent, it’s a done deal with ‘Crazy’, I got an email from her yesterday, she is not Goddess, not spiritual, just a consumer, a caterpillar. Sighs, gives up on ‘Crazy’, I will not send her anymore emails, she just doesn’t get Goddess and that kind of sex. Or maybe I don’t turn her crank, who knows.

Karen, I wasn’t picking on Sewmouse yesterday, just stating a fact is all. :-) I don’t suppose that she will see it that way though. She has let herself go and she can make the choice to get back in shape. And she may remain ticked at me, and I will be okay with that. She thinks that she is the smartest woman on the planet it seems. And as I’ve stated before, she has to feel superior to men to feel good about herself, and I just happen to be a man. That by the way, can do all sorts of things that she can’t do. Just saying.

I took Helen to the vet yesterday, for her distemper shot. LOL…. Just kidding, she needed to take one of her cats in for its shots.

Just before waking up yesterday morning I dreamed that I was collecting water running off of a roof and drinking it. I predict that it will come to that for a lot of folks in the future. During the great turning, or awakening. But I will talk about that in a future post.

In the news…. The Western World's dependence on flush toilets could be its environmental downfall. Toilets that use less water, such as the "squat toilet" in which one squats over a hole in the ground, are prevalent in parts of Asia, Europe and Africa, but a new historical study suggests that after decades of flushing, it will take radical innovations for the mainstream West to adopt any new system. (blah, blah, blah)

I use a porta potty, it’s much less of a water user. I dump it in a regular toilet and it’s all gone in just one or two flushes. But so many Americans want to be fat and spoiled, it’s no wonder that the rest of the world is getting tired of America. Wanting to be fat and spoiled isn’t just an American problem though.

Ultra-fundamentalist, interesting term, meaning far right. Saudi Wahhabi clerics have preached and recruited for terror in Iraq; Saudi money has sustained it; the largest number of those who have carried out suicide bombings north of the Saudi-Iraqi border have been Saudi citizens.

The far right of any group or belief on this planet is always causing problems for everyone on the whole planet.

I’m not in a good mood, I’ll just shut up now. Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

If I had a hammer

Today’s post got heavy, and sort of long, so I posted it on my other blog for those that are interested in such things.
My other blog

You were born an original. Don't die a copy.

Yesterday I got two foam panels installed in the camp trailer, I need to start working on it more. Maybe today I will cut a 2 X 5 foot hole in it to install the sliding window that will be above the cooking and counter area. I also need to start painting George’s home during this good weather.

The picture is of a hammer that I’ve had for many years, I don’t know if they still make them but you used to be able to buy hammers that had leather rings around the handle, they are very good hammers. About half of the rings had broken up and fallen off of mine, George reminded me of a fix. I used macramé rope and wrapped two layers around it, then soaked it with green oil base exterior varnish, the same varnish I used when I made Sewmouse’s toothpick cup. It’s more green than it looks, the picture turned out dark. It makes for a very comfortable handle.

Sewmouse is claiming that she hasn’t thought about having sex with me, she is ticked at me right now, and I think that she is lying to herself. Just saying. :-) …. Actually, I have a picture of her, and I think that she is an attractive woman, just needs to lose some weight and get in shape. The pissing contest shall pass, or not.

Grab leather you sons a bitches. (True Grit) …. Weird, the things that pops into a complex brain.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Lost & Found

I wouldn’t mind knowing who lost these. They might belong to Goddess, that would be nice. Glass slipper, pair of panties, a dance, what the heck, lost is lost. :-)

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #8

A lot of spiritual people hike in the Olympic National Park, usually alone, some of them may consider themselves to be Christians of some sort, but not church going Christians, the park is their church. When I go alone it’s always a very spiritual experience. When others go with me it’s more just a human experience because humans chatter a lot and don’t notice the magic of the park, Goddess. Well, I do, I just don’t share it with them very often. Alone I’m just with my thoughts, or cosmic thoughts I should say. I don’t talk, I listen. Once in a great while I will whistle a little, or sing the few lines of a song.

That picture is of a spiral someone made at the side of the trail, it’s about twelve feet across and I suppose that it has some spiritual meaning to them. The time I recently camped for two days on the Elwha I hiked up there, after parking the truck and getting out I spotted 22 cents on the ground, Americans are sure sloppy with money, I find change on the ground all the time. I left that 22 cents in the center of the spiral.

Spiritual people leave interesting signs (creations) in the park at times, there was the time when I was returning to the truck and spotted on the side of the trail that someone had gathered pinecones and wrote “WELCOME” with them. I figure that was a message from Goddess, so I gathered more pinecones and added “I LOVE U” for her. Those messages never last long, the cones get scattered. The day I was up there during the camping trip I gathered some and wrote “WELCOME” for her and added a heart. The spiritual people will know exactly what it means.

Sumo…. I used a pack of Jimmy Dean pork sausage in that casserole, I was given a case of it a while back.

Boy, it took me two hours to get that 24 foot trailer home yesterday morning, and it was only a half mile away. The lights were all messed up on it, most of them didn’t work at all. I wanted at least something that resembled brake lights. I took tools and a test light with me, also some wiring. Managed to get power to one tail light so I switched the wire to the other brighter brake light wire, then ran a wire over to the other tail light assembly and attached it to that brake light wire. Turning on my park lights when stopping made it appear that the trailer had brake lights. The license plate tab was expired also, but I had taken the plate for my camp trailer and put it on it to make it appear legal. Billy is a sneaky little bugger at times. Permit? I don’t need no fucking permit. LOL

And it has a lot of stuff in it, tent, Microwave, TV, and other misc. ‘stuff’, I think Lisa is a packrat. LOL
I put the tent up to see what it is like and it is in good shape, may come in handy someday.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Credentials?

Sure, I have credentials, my DNA string, with slight variations it’s the same as everyone else’s on this intergalactic trailer park where everyone is related. Those are my credentials. Goddess created them, but not without my help.

The picture is of one of the pools at the hot springs, it’s big enough for six people I suppose. I’ve never used it as I like the ones on the high side of the trail. The scooter handled going up the mountain with ease and I had a wonderful time. I’ll get back to writing one of my camping stories tomorrow, the day I went to the hot springs. I did bring back a bottle of spring water.

When I got back to town I stopped by beer church for a beer, talked too Ralph and he is still doing things up at ‘Crazy’s' place. It sounds like he has some long-term jobs there. I haven’t seen her for weeks so I don’t know much of what is going on in her life. And Lisa Cook (yup, last name same as mine, no relation other than at the cosmic level) came in, she is bat shit crazy and knows it and is cool with it, cheerful about it really, she is always cheerful, I really like Lisa.

She needed some money, twenty bucks, and was trying to sell an antique door, I didn’t want it but I gave her the money being as I had an extra twenty, I believe that what goes around comes around, in strange ways of course. She in turn gave me a 24 foot camp trailer, I’ll go get it today.

I have every reason to believe that whatever Paul’s beliefs are today, they may and will change as he progress’s through life. Besides, I have no problem with what he believes at this time in time and space.

Sewmouse, I’ve had more than enough psychology to know that you have to feel superior to men in order to feel good about yourself, and that is all I have to say about that. Hugs.

Dawn, morning hon. I think that I loosened one of ‘Crazys’ transistors by talking to her the way I talk on my blog. I think it’s just too much for her. She doesn’t get things like “I loved you before I met you, I can always love you more, but I will never love you less, than a one.” Ah well, I’m a spiritual being having a human experience here. As far as I can tell she is a monkey having a human experience, mostly just interested in her properties it seems. Whatever, it’s her journey.

I’ve been too busy to visit many blogs but will try to catch up soon.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I think

I think that the man that creates the Sinfest comics must read my blog, and gets ideas for his cartoons from it.

I think that if someone is supposed to be worried about what I eat, it would be my Goddess, but I haven’t found her so I just eat whatever.

I think that my Goddess would recognize that I’m a frigging idiot, and be okay with it. I think that she is bat shit crazy and that is what makes her more interesting and fun.

I think that we are all frigging idiots, bat shit crazy, and should be okay with it.

I think that I’m damn interesting even though I am controversial, and sometimes combative.

I think that they should stop making new words that I have no idea how to pronounce and not a clue as to what they mean.

I think that it is okay for Paul F to consider himself a Christian, especially being as he doesn’t go to a church that screws with his brain. I think that God was Jesus, but that a lot of nonsense was written about him back then. It is okay for him not to talk about his beliefs, but this blog is God Uncensored so they will be talked about here. And I think that we would get along just fine if we were neighbors, not all of them are on the far right, and are also seeking.

And Paul F, I think that Sewmouse is unionized, you may not like the price of a blow job over there, unless you buy her girls lots of drinks and loosen her up. The quilt making thing is just a front ya know, and she gets kind of cranky at times. LOL

I think that I sound like a Christian in some ways at times, and I’m okay with that. I think that God is a pagan, in evolution. I think that Jesus was okay, but then I think that I was Jesus, and that they wrote a bunch of stupid shit about me. I think that the religions they built down wind from Jesus is a bunch of bullshit, they are about control and money, and not much else.

I think that the baked chicken I got at Safeway yesterday for $4.99 was a good deal. Don’t need it right now so I put it in the freezer. I think that I’ve got Helen hooked on ice-cream. LOL …I think that I shook one of ‘Crazy’s’ transistors a little too much. I sure as hell leave her at a lose for words. LOL

Ryan, there are no rules here. As you know, I let it all hang out, even insults at me. If I’m not big enough to take that then I’m no better than the monkeys. Or, um, Sewmouse and Paul. Don’t take me wrong, I love both of them, but they have issues. Especially Sewmouse, but when she stops to remember it, she knows that. And she knows that I love her even though we mis-communicate at times.

I think (know for damn sure) that I didn’t create all this, take that up with Goddess.
I think, therefore I am.

I got the automatic transmission back together yesterday and returned it to Rick. Hadn’t been to beer church for almost two weeks and Helen wanted to get out for a bit so I took her there for free bingo last night. She won once, a picture frame, I had fun with my sense of humor amusing others, and killing my bingo cards.

Have a great day everyone, hugs…. BBC

Seattle Dryrotta

Seattle Dryrotta

Go placidly amid the volcanic ash and remember what peace there may be in carpooling. As far as possible be on good terms with your neighbor while the sun shines.

Keep interested in your career, and if you’re in the computer business, expect a tax break. Fish only when the Fisheries Department allows and drink only that which is mountain fresh. Do not concern yourself with ferry schedules for the ferries are as perennial as the grass, thought somewhat more expensive to walk on. Waste not your natural resources, and pay not a state income tax.

You are a child of the Northwest, no less than the slugs and the clouds, you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt it will be raining tomorrow, as it should.

Therefore be at peace with the Sasquatch, wherever you happen to run into him. And wherever your hiking boots take you, be at peace with your soles. With all this grey cloudiness, this is still a beautiful world. Strive to stay dry.

Copyright – 1985 – Susan A. Moss

Port Angeles Monkeyrotta

Go placidly amongst the monkeys, users and abusers, avoid stepping in their dogs droppings. Drink only light beer and recycle. Enjoy peace and tranquility at the hot springs, no littering. Try to ignore that they resurface streets and then dig them up to put shit under them, you are surrounded by idiot monkeys but you don’t have to let it get to you.

Be on good terms with that grouchy monkey across the street by avoiding him. Stay interested in avoiding work and public meetings. Don’t get involved (become a politician) in local politics and the monkeys at city hall. Promote peace and legal whorehouses. Masturbate alone. No butt fucking unless you’re a Catholic priest abusing an altar boy. Buy a car with fold back seats so that the gearshift doesn’t jab you in the ribs during sex.

You are a child of monkeys and have no right to be here. There are too many of you here, catch a bus, forget about us, go back to the forests, and take your consuming ways and greed with you.

Make love, not babies, hold hands, not guns. Be therefore at peace with the monkeys, Christians, Muslims, etc, the best you can, wherever you run into them. With all this gloom and doom, this is still a beautiful world.

Copy rotted - 2007 - Billy B. Cook.

I retain the right to change this at any time, and if you don’t like it I don’t give a shit. Feel free to make your own version. Hugs.

Paul F. said... Why don't all you so-called "gods" go outside and play hide and go fuck yourselves?
Well Paul, I guess we could ask the same of you. Yeah, go out on the lawn and fuck, we find it entertaining. :-)…. Hugs.

He also said… You have to be spiritually evolved enough to receive His glory.
Really? I mean, because I didn’t know that. I don’t know you that well but that sounds like a Christian remark. So I’ll just outright ask. Are you a Christian? Because in case you have never noticed, your ‘God’ is a frigging sadistic idiot, hugs.

Suma, yesterday I cooked a roast. Wrapped it in tinfoil with salt, garlic salt, and BBQ seasoning salt, and some butter. Baked it at 325 degrees until it was falling apart tender. Today I will break it up, make up some mashed potatoes, put it in them with a pound of sausage also. Then will bake it in a casserole dish, maybe with some veggies. That’s the kind of things I often do, just toss stuff together, and it’s always good.

Should a pagan be a vegetarian? A pagan should eat what a pagan wants to eat, what its body tells it to eat. Why worry so much about what you are eating? What will it give you, an extra four years? On a planet that you are unhappy with? They keep changing their minds about what is and isn’t bad for you, so just eat what you want. Just eat to live, not live to eat. Now hand over that peanut butter ice-cream and no one gets hurt.

Besides, to an omnipresent spirit death really isn’t much of a concept. Not to mention that you drive automobiles and motorcycles around millions of other monkeys so the odds are that you may die that way trump the fact that you may actually get old enough to be crapping in a diaper again. I have no intention of leaving this planet the same way I entered it, crapping in a diaper.

Sewmouse, stop using words that others may not get. I know that you are very proud of the words you know, but if you want to communicate with the rest of the world keep it simple. Xtians for example is a word you should not use, why send others on that journey seeking for meaning? It just confuses them even more. Keep it simple and use simple words like I do. You have read my blog long enough to know that I’m not impressed with wordsmiths. That this world and its peoples would be able to communicate with each other if they only used a few hundred words. I know big words, I just don’t use them. I don’t expect someone in Africa reading my blog to understand them. Hugs.

You said in a comment…. “I've had my fill of being with an animated skeleton (ex was 6'2" and 125lbs). I find thin or "fit" men to be grossly unattractive at first sight.” Um, okay, so why did you marry him?

Beautiful day yesterday, went for a scooter ride, way up Mount Pleasant Rd. Discovered that it swings to the left up there, changes names a few times and then smacks back into itself. A lot of monkeys live up there, some pretty rich ones.

Went to Rick’s shop for a while in the evening, the screen saver on the computer in there is pictures of his ancestors, monkeys. That is why Rick and I are such great friends, we get each other. I’m always calling him an idiot, he is always calling me an idiot, we are always calling ourselves idiots. Yup, we get it. And Rick just emptied another spool of thread, a 4141 yard spool of it, that is a lot of sewing.

I’ll bet that I really blow ‘Crazy’s’ mind, after all, I’m a special idiot ya know…. LOL

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC