My dash inside

Okay, the things on my dash isn’t like in most folks cars. If that makes me weird to them I can live with that. There are shells and stones I’ve picked on the beaches. Some small pieces of driftwood. One of the pins says “If you live your life with your head up your ass you will always experience the same old shit”.
One says, “NO BEER-NO WORK”. Another says, “My mother thinks I’m at the library”. I can’t find one that says, “Don’t tell mom I’m at the library, she thinks I’m at the whorehouse”. LOL (If you don't have a sense of humor, you probably don't have any sense at all.)

A Clallam County Parks volunteer name tag. A flower made by some children. Other pins from races I’ve been to. Things like that.

The two fake switches on the lower left say, “FRONT MACHINE GUN” and “SMOKE SCREEN”

A lawyer sent an overdue bill notice to a client who had fired him. A note was attached that stated: "This bill is one year old!" By return mail the lawyer got his bill back. To it was attached a card which read: "Happy Birthday!"

Q. Why don't the cheerleaders in San Francisco wear short skirts? A. Because when they sit down, their balls hang out.

What is a Kiss?
Prof. of Computer Science:
A kiss is a few bits of love compiled into a byte.
Prof. of Algebra:
A kiss is two divided by nothing.
Prof. of Geometry:
A kiss is the shortest distance between two straight lines.
Prof. of Physics:
A kiss is the contraction of mouth due to the expansion of the heart.
Prof. of Zoology:
A kiss is the interchange of unisexual salivary bacteria.
Prof. of Physiology:
A kiss is the juxtaposition of two orbicular ors muscles in the state of contraction.
Prof. of Dentistry:
A kiss is infectious and antiseptic.
Prof. of Accountancy:
A kiss is a credit because it is profitable when returned.
Prof. of Economics:
A kiss is that thing for which the demand is higher than the supply.
Prof. of Philosophy:
A kiss is the persecution for the child, ecstasy for the youth and homage for the old.
Prof. of Engineering:
Uh, What? I’m not familiar with that term.

WASHINGTON - Iran is a major obstacle to the U.S. vision of a Middle East in which nations will "trade more, invest more, talk more and work more constructively to solve problems," Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice says.

There are people in high places in the U.S. that want to control the whole darn world in their own sneaky way. I think that the world should be very concerned about that. We are one, won’t mankind ever get that?

Goddess………Yes, they are a worry aren’t they honey. But at times those little monkeys are quite amusing. Look dear, there are two of them screwing on a senate couch, isn’t that cute? I wonder where his wife is. My, my, watching them makes me so hot, sex me honey. Get it up, get it in, get it on, but don’t mess up my hair-doooooo.

WASHINGTON - The wars in Iraq and Afghanistan could cost as much as $2.4 trillion through the next decade, the nonpartisan Congressional Budget Office said Wednesday.

Why do the stupid monkeys on this planet keep fighting each other? Don’t they ever stop to look at their DNA and see that they are all from the same source? That this is just one big family of mankind?

Being as they allow me the illusion that I help run this country by my votes I’m working on filling out my mail in ballot. I’m not all that pleased with any of my choices, it’s just big nuts that have worked their way to the top of the pile. So I’m writing in some names, including mine.

It sure isn’t looking good in California with all the fires. I can’t help but sense that if humans don’t wise up and get the populations under control and stop insisting that they crowd the coast lines and pave over the paradise that mother nature needs to make life on this planet work right that she is going to keep kicking their butts.

Gotta go, my cyber sweetie-pie and I are meeting at the hot springs to, um, scrub each others backs. *snicker*

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

On my dash?

Hey, if I’m weird, what does that make you? Can’t hardly see the flowers behind the guys, but I’m not going to take another picture. The backbone part hanging on the rear view mirror I picked up in Taos, New Mexico when I was trucking. Painted by a Native American, it’s more colorful on the other side.

Much of California is burning it seems, fires are nasty things, you can lose so much in them, and depressing to clean up. My mothers home burned up, I happened to be living with her at the time, and I tore it apart, recycled what I could, and the rest went to the landfill, not fun.

But it was another beautiful day here yesterday. I didn’t do much but the way I see it, the less I do, the less I harm mother earth. I did mow some of Helen’s lawn, hopefully the last time this year.

Cyber love with someone you dig, feel connected with, and gets you, is interesting. Lacking, but interesting. I want so much to see, hold her in person, to see if the mind and reality are parallel. Mutter, mutter.

I made a crock pot of five bean soup yesterday, will bake up some cornmeal muffins today. Remember, beans, beans, the musical food. The more you eat, the more you toot. The more you toot, the better you feel. So why not eat beans for every meal?

Scott Adams has become a money hungry babbling monkey trying to sell his books. I’ve bought two of his books, that is all the money he is going to get out of me. He has changed and I don’t like his path these days.

Anyway, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

My bumper stickers?

Yes, there is good news in the world. But the ugly and bad things in the world is what needs to be addressed and fixed in order for the world to be right.

My bumper sticker on the back of one of my pickup campers said “My child is an honor student at the state correctional center.” That got a lot of laughs. LOL…. I love to collect bumper stickers and quotes, I have hundreds of them.

A daft thought? If God wanted us to go to Mars why did she put it so far away? Crap, fix the problems on this planet first.

George S paid me for painting his house on Sunday. Well, I did give him a great price because I really like him so I saved him about a thousand dollars. Anyway, yesterday I bought a new heavy-duty deep cycle battery. I have this electric trolling motor that I love to pieces as it is so quite and moves a small boat through the water so peacefully. Soon I’m going to take my new little boat out for some time on the water. You can read about my newest boat
Here

This is an old joke but I always like seeing it again. A man bumps into a woman in a hotel lobby and as he does, his elbow goes into her breast. They are both quite startled. The man turns to her and says, "Ma'am, if your heart is as soft as your breast, I know you'll forgive me." She replies, "If your penis is as hard as your elbow, I'm in room 221"

I stopped at beer church for one beer yesterday afternoon as I was going by, just to see what was going on and what interesting observation I might make and Ann was there. Sometimes she just quacks me up, quack, quack quack. A number of times she lifted up her blouse to show us her new bra. What a hoot she is sometimes.

Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

3 Neanderthals at a concert

Okay, they are not really neanderthals, but they are not that far from it, I won’t get into a long explanation of why. They are okay guys, it made a good post subject though. That picture was taken by yours truly at a concert at the UU Fellowship on Saturday.

What indispensable quality defines a winner? A loser. So if you want to feel like a winner go hang out with some losers. LOL

George S stopped by yesterday afternoon, to give me a bag of organic brown rice, bless his little heart.

Got a new liquor store here, on my side of town, I like to think they built it just for me. LOL…. Maybe I should stop in and get me a jug of coffee liqueur, I like to make my own mocha’s at times.

George S, who has studied A LOT OF THINGS, agrees with me that American women have become as much as empire builders. And that they only stop to think about men and sex on occasion, when they want to, need a break from their empire building. I have to agree with him on that. Men are different in that respect, keep his dick happy and he will tackle anything.

Try to be more positive they tell me. Okay, how about this bumper sticker. “At least we are winning the war against the ecology”. Oh, wait, that is satirical also.

What was thought of as true yesterday will not be seen as true tomorrow. Especially when it involves all the nonsense in bibles. Just saying.

I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camp Trailer Update

I’ve been slow at restoring the camp trailer that is to become my retreat after having sold my big boat. But I’m making a little progress on it. Long time readers know that I’m making it as warm and weather proof as I can because I will be using it in the winters. It’s hard to take a picture in a small space but I’ve gotten three quarters of it gutted out and re-framed and have installed the closed cell foam insulation on the walls and ceiling. Have started filling and leveling the seams and low spots. My choice of a 50/50 mixture of drywall powder and Fix-it-All seems to be a good one. It’s much stronger than just drywall mud, yet sandable, using a course grit sandpaper.

The four windows in the back where the table and seating will be are just sitting in the holes, my next step is to properly seal and install them. The window partly in view on the right of the picture is a two by five foot slider that will be over cooking area. That’s a lot of windows but I want to be able to have a good view when I’m at the beaches, especially if it is storming. Nothing like a good storm to enjoy when you are as snug as a bug.

Then I will install the paneling on the ceiling and the material on the walls. I recall waiting out storms as a youth in Northern Idaho hunched under trees. Geez, I’ve become a pussy. LOL…. I’ll do the front quarter, where the bed will be, last

After attending the war protest yesterday I recalled that I had purchased a concert ticket the week before so I went to it. Just local talent, it was pretty enjoyable.

Success is getting where I am----- Alive.

I cut my own hair, just a habit from the days when I worked (and played) so much that I never had time to get to a barber.

One reason for my moving here was because of the mild winters, got tired of dealing with snow and freezing temps every winter the other places I had lived. I call this God's country, but she doesn't mind me living here, I visit her in the park and at the beaches all the time. I use the word ‘God’ figuratively of course, but I fully believe in a consciousness of spirit. Just not an omnipotent one, but one in evolution.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Lets just goof off today

I can’t be serious all the time. It drags down the good mood here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse.

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

It rained most of the day yesterday, rain is good, it refreshes nature here. But I did get the clutch parts on George’s pickup during two periods of no rain. And read the Einstein book some. All I have planned for today is going to the war protest.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

What would change?

If this world had a great spiritual awakening?

It seems that Rick Ryan thinks this world isn’t broken, that nothing needs to be fixed. I think that I could find a heck of a lot of people that would disagree with him. He also said “Your ego fools you into believing you have the power to change the world.” I don’t think that my ego is fooling me at all. I don’t have the power of an omnipotent God or I would get the world fixed in short order. But I can try to fix the world with words, and I’m hardly stupid enough to think that it will happen over night, or even over the course of some years, that isn’t how things work on this planet. I’m a gardener, I plant seeds (words) and wait for them to germinate. It takes some catalyst to do that and that simply hasn’t happened yet. It will take a great awakening to do that. But I worry that it will happen too late.

I got to wondering what would change if I stop blogging, showing all that is in my mind. Anything? Everything?

If there is going to be a Goddess awaking and evolution on this planet to save it, and I approve of that, I wish they would start getting organized and building a power base. I have to generalize of course, but I don’t see a lot of American women joining it, so many of the ones I know are just self-centered empire builders. Some people talk about my big ego, just wait until they start bumping into the ego of Goddess.

The lady I worked for the other day is a real sweetie-pie. Likes to give and get hugs, I like women like her. Her husband was a very good man, he died a few years ago. I didn’t know him very well, we had just started working together when he died. Good man, I had a lot of respect for him, a retired Coast Guard Captain. The last thing he ever said to me was something like “I really enjoy working with you, Bill, I’ll work with you anytime. You see what needs to be done and take over and get it done.” Ah, I’m just reminiscing here, I wrote about him and his large funeral in an old post.

The dream that brought me here shows a future where people are disconnected from each other emotionally and spiritually. I would like to see that dream not come true. This is such a touchy feely planet, that is what makes it so special.

We think that we govern ourselves, ha, ha, ha. We are so delusional.

One of the men at the retreat with me is very unhappy with me. Says that I’m full of crap. Says that I didn’t listen to him. That’s odd, I thought that he was there to listen to me. I did listen to him, I just discounted much of what he said. He thinks that if he fixes himself that the world will be fixed. Really? Well fuck me running, I wish he would hurry up and fix himself so that the larger world suddenly becomes more peaceful. He isn’t even comfortable getting a hug from another man, he could start there because the other man there is okay with hugs when we part. Besides, the other man makes more sense to me when we are talking. Don’t take me wrong, they are both good men with very fine minds. It’s just that one doesn’t get offended when I tell him that he is a fucking idiot. LOL…. He is intelligent enough to know that.

I have problems with this intelligent design nonsense. Would an intelligent entity have designed us to stick piss sticks into piss holes for sex? Not to mention making us obsess all the time about doing it. What is with that? And what is intelligent about a design that has to wipe its butt with paper? As far as I know we are the only species that has to do that. Intelligent design my butt. Creation is a frigging idiot, the only thing we got out of it was bigger brains and opposing thumbs that we fuck everything up with.

Man texting while driving hits train…. EUGENE, Ore. - When Robert Gillespie looked up from his text message, he saw a freight train. EOM. ("End of message," that is, for non-texters.) Eugene police say Gillespie's car crashed into the side of the Union Pacific freight train about 2 a.m. Tuesday…. I swear, I’m surrounded by idiots. The human gene pool just keeps getting dumber.

LONDON (AFP) - Regular swearing at work can help boost team spirit among staff, allowing them to express better their feelings as well as develop social relationships, according to a study by researchers…. Ah, they have my fucking approval. It seems that cussing is pretty much second nature in France, I’m in the wrong country.

SAN DIEGO - A prostitute whom prosecutors say a defense contractor provided to former Rep. Randy "Duke" Cunningham testified Wednesday that the congressman fed her grapes as she sat naked in a hot tub before they headed to a bedroom at a Hawaiian resort….. He, he, he. Ya gotta love our system of government and capitalism. Get it up, get it in, get it on, but don’t mess up her hairdo. LOL

I have it made. I have a roof over my head, food in my gut, money in my pocket. Why do I get so cranky? It’s the larger world that is a part of me, that I am a part of. Other parts of me don’t have what I have, and other parts of me have too much. It’s all so out of balance. It needs to be fixed.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

What in the heck for?

BETHLEHEM, West Bank - Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, a devout Christian, visited Jesus' traditional birthplace Wednesday in a symbolic bid to urge Israel and the Palestinians to move quickly to resume formal peace negotiations.

I don’t understand why religions make any birthplace so important to them. They are just the birthplaces of one person and it’s stupid to fight over them. All places are spiritual, where you are is spiritual if you are spiritual. I never bother to go visit my birthplace. Ah, she is a devout Christian *rolls eyes*…. The fundamentalist Christians in this country want to take it and the government over and this was never the intention of the founding fathers. The voters in this country would be wise to get some non christians in office. Spiritual yes, Christian no.

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Deepening unhappiness with President George W. Bush and the U.S. Congress soured the mood of Americans and sent Bush's approval rating to another record low this month, according to a Reuters/Zogby poll released on Wednesday.

Try that little Christian screwball for war crimes. Yawn, I don’t think that Bush and Congress really give a crap about anything but their own interests. And I’m not holding out much hope that things will improve all that much after the elections. Americans are just going to be stuck with voting for the next big nuts that have worked their way to the top. If Americans had any sense at all they would put some unknown in office through a write in vote process. But I’m not accusing Americans of having any sense.

All we need to get this planet in shape is an evolution of spirit. We can keep learning about the rest as things go along.

I said that I would do a post on autism, the fact that we are all sort of self centered. But any thoughts I’ve had on it so far are not likely new thoughts. I may do the post, just not right now.

Interesting, I am not allowed to post comments on Scott Adam’s blog anymore. Oh well, he thinks that his is the only mind that is important anyway. He surely doesn’t want to think about and understand our spirituality. I hope that my mind never gets small enough that I do not allow all comments. Other than the long winded comments of the dogma soaked brains of the Christians that is. My take on Mr. Adams is that he has comfortable life and really doesn’t care about much of anything else as long as he has. He makes people laugh, sells his books, makes good money doing appearances and keeps getting richer and cares little about the larger world. I question that there is a spiritual bone or thought in his body.

Anyway, I got some good exercise yesterday. I find it ironic that people younger than me are always asking for my help with things that they can’t do because their bodies have gone to pot. I went to a downtown office, a second story one and packed many bags of garbage down them and took them to the dump. Then I returned and packed down a lot of cardboard and brochures to the truck for recycling. I must have made about twenty trips up and down those stairs.

A liberal is a person whose interests aren't at stake at the moment.

(Swiped from an email to me) My cousin was telling me that his son, who is a high school senior, thinks that he is ugly. "Is he a virgin?" I asked. "Of course." "Well, there you go. A young man's idea of how handsome he is is commensurate with the amount of nooky he's getting." "What? That's ridiculous." "Sorry, but it's true: Get nooky and you feel handsome, no nooky no handsome. I think it's a law of nature." "Is everything about nooky with you?" "Kinda...Yeah."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Rick’s work

My heavy post, for those of you that are interested, is on my other blog today.
My other blog

Rick took art in collage, that was clearly helpful to him after he decided to get into a career of custom upholstery. He currently has a 1950 Chev in his shop that he is putting a complete interior in. This design came from his mind, all of his creations are from his mind and he is always booked with more work than he can finish in a month or two. People don’t tell him what they want, he tells them what they are going to get.

Pretty nice work for a drunk, don’t you think? How a drunk with the shakes can sew a straight line I don’t know, I can’t, and I don’t drink near what he does.

Dr. John, just in case you read my post today, a friendly reminder, that Jesus was pouring the pork to Mary. He, he, he. Hey, don’t look at me like that, I approve. It was your dogma religion that brainwashed you with a lot of stupid stuff.

Long time readers know that I have a loveseat in the yard, with a Franklin fireplace in front it. I sat out there last evening reading the book on Einstein, good book. I also spent some time just looking into the fire and thinking.

LONDON (Reuters) - Gossip is more powerful than truth, a study showed on Monday, suggesting people believe what they hear through the grapevine even if they have evidence to the contrary….. That is true, I’ve had to deal with some things said about me in the past. But we can’t control what small minds think, no worry though, small minds always move on to other small things.

I’m getting wiser, a lady invited me to her place for dinner, wanting to explore us having a relationship. I turned her down, I’m wise enough to know that she would not be right for me so there is no point in wasting any time trying a relationship with yet another empire builder no matter how good looking or how interesting a body she has. It takes a lot more with me than just turning my crank, I can have sex with her without all the bullshit, that is what an imagination and hand are for. I compare all women to Helen, is that fair? Damn right.

When Albert Einstein was shown his new sister for the first time, he was led to believe that she was like a wonderful toy that he would enjoy. His response was to look at her and exclaim, “Yes, but where are the wheels?……. Ha, ha, ha, already a look at a different mind.

Jewish, Christian, Muslim and other religious rituals are ancient superstitions. Every twenty years, each new generation, the populations should look at what is new and toss out the old in order for this world to properly advance. Continuing to believe in old dogma’s just holds mankind back. Einstein’s parents did not practice their Jewish faith background, saw it as nonsense.

The planets youth are intentionally being deceived by the governments and religious groups lies and dogma’s. It’s all about controlling you when you get older. Think about it. The mind of God is just the consciousness of spirit and nature and trying to understand it all. Some thoughts that I will be posting for a while are things gleaned from reading the Einstein biography. Sometimes putting my own spin on things I read.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC, Billy, whateverthefuck.

Bottomless Bullshit

Ha, ha, ha, right click on it and open in a new window to make bigger, can you figure out which one is little Billy? Great, now I view the world as a book of bottomless bullshit. LOL

Stay focused on what really matters and be content with having substance over style.

The glory of great men should always be measured by the means they have used to acquire it.

The more you read and observe about this Politics thing, you got to admit that each party is worse than the other. The one that's out always looks the best. - Will Rogers, Illiterate Digest (1924)

Communism doesn't work because people like to own stuff.

We hang the petty thieves and appoint the great ones to public office.

An asteroid is on a collision course with the earth and you have one hour left to live. What would you do in your last 60 minutes?

Other things I like. Walks on the beach, hikes to the hot springs. Biking, camping and staring into a campfire. Inventing, the simple life. Karaoke, country music, old rock and roll, folk music. Slow dancing close together with the right woman (extra points if she is wearing a sexy red dress). Nipples that like me kissing them. Good girls, when they’re being ‘bad’. :-)
And I like ……. PEACE !!

I’m not a man without a country, I’m a man without a world. So are you. Religion is a herd mentality. So are wars.

Geez, I’ve insulted yet another Christian because I told her that supporting wars was stupid and that people that did are all brainwashed. And they appear to enjoy their brainwashings. Oh well, you can’t insult great minds. That I know.

One thing that both men that were at the retreat with me admire about me is my ability to minimize my wants, things to have and own. Also my ability to fix things, if only I could fix the world. As I said, I can’t fix me without fixing the world.

At the retreat we decided that the best thing that could happen to Mr. Bush is that he be found guilty of war crimes. And have to live with that the rest of his life. Rice says that Putin’s power is problematic, well, so are Mr. Bush’s, or can’t she see that? Military men are just dumb stupid animals to be used as pawns in foreign policy.

Joy is getting away from it all, like the retreat with two other interesting men, frustration is having to return to ‘civilization’. I think it is more civilized out in the woods.

A man was stranded on a desert island for 10 years.
One day a beautiful girl swims to shore in a wetsuit....
Man: "Hi! Am I ever happy to see you."
Girl: "Hi! It seems like you've been here a long time. How long has it been since you've had a cigarette?"
Man: "It's been ten years!" With this information the girl unzips a slot on the arm of her wet suit and gives the man cigarette.
Man: "Oh thank you so much!"
Girl: "So tell me how long its been since you had a drink?"
Man: "It's been ten years" The girl unzips a little longer zipper on her wet suit and comes out with a flask of whiskey and gives the man a drink.
Man: "Oh... thank you so much. You are like a miracle!"
Girl: [Starting to unzip the front of her wet suit.] "So tell me then, how long has it been since you played around?"
Man: "Oh, my God, don't tell me you've got a set of golf clubs in there too?!"

I have a thick biography on Einstein to read, instead of me trying to fix the world, why don’t you try to fix it while I take time out to read it?

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. Billy (AKA – BBC)

Come on, tell me

The best solution to fix global warming? What would you do to fix this world?

Bumper sticker….. My Border Collie is smarter than your honor student …. That may well be, but at least the honor student doesn’t lay around licking its dick. Yuk, yuk, yuk.

I’m telling you, we can’t fix ourselves until we fix the world, we are the world. I’m talking of course about the future you. People shouldn’t talk to me, I make them think. LOL

I like to stay flexible if I can, see what experiences life hands me. The only solid commitment I have on my calendar for the rest of the month is cooking the Friendship dinner at the Methodist church on the 26th. Well, I told George S that I would fix the clutch on his little pickup but we haven’t picked a day for doing that yet.

Famous Last Words . . .
It's OK to format this disk.
I bet I can fit in there.
Just tell them you're a friend of mine.
Hey ya'll, watch this!
Ha, that's just a story they made up to scare the kids.
I'm all right; it's just a minor cut.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC ( AKA - Billy)

Back from retreat

The retreat was great and we discussed many things. I took my coffee cup that says, “I’m surrounded by fuckin’ idiots”. Ha, ha, ha. Those men’s minds are big enough to get a kick out of something like that. Three men cannot of course fix the world I suppose, only contribute to the book of bottomless bullshit. The yurt was well equipped, it is often used by scientists, researchers, etc. It was nice having a hot tub handy, I spent some time in it each day. Being the fixer that I am I fixed the blower on the wood stove. Whoever had installed the blower had not removed some knockout plates that needed to be removed if a blower was installed, now it is not noisy and moves a lot of air. It was very sweet of the lady to let us use it considering what it rents for. I would have liked to stayed another day alone there after they left but it was not part of my original plan so I returned to ‘civilization”.

I made a really good crock-pot of rice soup, we all had seconds and the yurts owner also had dinner with us as her dog had wandered over and she came to fetch her. On Friday morning we went to Granny’s café for breakfast and then went to watch a salmon run on a nearby river.

A few times they said that to fix the world that you must fix yourself. It’s not an original thought but I contend that to fix me I (we) must fix the world. Now if I could just figure out how to do that. How would you fix the world? I’ll be talking more about the retreat talks later, or not.

I watched the movie “Knocked Up” last week. By my perspective it’s a good example of bat shit crazy Americans bonding. And the end will bring a few tears, unless you are emotionally dead.

Imagine a world without borders and politics. After all, if you had your own planet, would they be there? Imagine a world without patriotism other than to the whole world instead of just one country. I do not display an American flag, if I had a world flag I would display it.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. I'm an old country hick, I do with what I got and be thankful for it. :-)

If we don't change direction soon, we'll end up where we're going.

Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them.

The climate crisis is not a political issue, it is a moral and spiritual challenge to all of humanity. It is also our greatest opportunity to lift global consciousness to a higher level.

A stupid joke….. Jesus was in the town square as a mob was bringing in an adulteress to be stoned. When he realized what was about to happen, he called out in his Son of God voice, "LET HE WHO IS WITHOUT SIN CAST THE FIRST STONE!"

Well, this kind of put a damper on the party; people started looking guilty and dropped their stones. Suddenly a baseball-sized stone came whistling in from the edge of the crowd, striking the adulteress square in the forehead, shattering her skull, and dropping her dead. Jesus, rising to his toes, looked in the direction of the thrower and called out, "Nice arm, Mom."

Plants chatter amongst themselves to spread information, a lot like humans and other animals, new research suggests. I already knew that.

Editor: a person employed by a newspaper, whose business it is to separate the wheat from the chaff, and to see that the chaff is printed.

WASHINGTON - Astronomers have taken a baby step in trying to answer the cosmic question of where we come from. Planets and much on them, including humans, come from dust — mostly from dying stars. But where did the dust that helped form those early stars come from? Simple, it’s cosmic sexual debris. Cosmic cum.

Never be afraid to laugh at yourself, after all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century.

They say that diversity is a good thing. I can’t fully buy into that. Diverse cultures are interesting, as long as they are not harmful cultures, but mankind has been proving for thousands of years that diversity of religions have not and will never work.

Don’t serve a bogeyman in the sky God, serve mankind.

An obsession…… Being with a woman that can get away from her brain, is spiritually connected with me as I undress her and then give her a sensuous full body massage with lotion before we sex each others brains out. Yeah, I obsess about that a lot. It would be a pleasant way to spend a few hours. Spirit thinks that this is not going to happen, that she is not going to show up.

Mutter, mutter. Hey, have a great day. Hugs…. BBC

Retreat week [Updated]

[An added thought] I got an email from Dan’l that reminded me of something. We had lunch at a Fifties café in Port Townsend yesterday, there sure was some good music there, I played ‘Crazy’, and one other song.

We decided that we wanted to go back in time thirty or forty years and fucking freeze time. Great times and a better world back then. Sigh. [End of added thought]

The retreat where we fix the world (Ha, ha, ha) doesn’t start until noon on Thursday. But I have some planning and preparations to attend to so this will be my only post this week. My thought that we are all autistic is one subject we will be discussing, looking into it is very intriguing to me. It is not a disease but a psychological disorder and psychology is something I’ve been interested in for some time. No, I haven’t read a lot of psychology books, a lot of them are bottomless pits of bullshit driving mankind even more crazy. Long time readers know of my favorite psychology book. I’ll be doing a post about autism in the future. But off the top of my head I would have to say that Helen is the least autistic person I know.

Seen Around: A man driving a truck with his arm draped across the bench seat and a dog sitting next to him. The truck had a bumper sticker that read, "Women should come with instructions."

It was very windy in Port Townsend yesterday so the Kinetics fun was done differently in order to deal with it. The skits and such was inside a building, then the land race was where it always is, then they went to the fairgrounds for the muddy bog, boy is that part hard, and it started raining so it made it even worse. We (I went with George S) didn’t go to the old fort to see the water part. As always an enjoyable event. I spoke to Sara (mentioned in the post I did last year) for a few minutes, and took just one picture, of the Chariot of the Goddesses. Owned and operated by three fun loving gals from Corvallis Oregon. But they were wise enough not to try to drag it through the muddy bog, spirit doesn’t blame them, I’m not sure I would try to take a rig through it and I’m bat shit crazy. I bought a bumper sticker promoting this wonderful yearly event.

Middle path (It’s just a seed I’m trying to plant)

Spirit spotted the following on a blog… "The Book Of Bottomless Bullshit is full of war criminals."

Actually, the Book Of Bottomless Bullshit is full of ......... Everything. I think that many of the problems of mankind started when they started writing bibles and organizing those omnipresent bogeyman God in the sky religions, because those books are bottomless pits of bullshit. People should stop reading them and put them in museums next to a sign that says, “We used to believe this crap”. Have you heard about the latest scandal at the Oral Roberts Collage? Ha, ha, ha. Christians, intent on destroying the planet. *rolls eyes*

After eighty-five years on this planet, Helen’s biggest complaint? She never got enough sex. LOL

I’ll be back with a post next Sunday, I think.

Hey, have a great week, hugs.... BBC

Candy

Never take candy from a stranger. Hum, interesting little monkey, spirit is amused. Yes, spirit finds the observation of monkeys very interesting. Remember also, candy is dandy, but sex won’t rot your teeth.

Imagine a world without boarders.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Don’t wake me up !!

That comic is pretty deep, if you get it. Anyway, I’m at beer church one day enjoying a few beers and bullshit with friends and the wild and bat shit crazy Ann is there. She has an attitude higher than the mountains but she is a pretty cool gal that likes sex and seems to have a good attitude about it. But she also likes her sleep it seems, likes to sleep until about seven am.

So she carries on (she talks loud) for about fifteen minutes about how she woke up one morning at six and Bob was sexing her. No, she didn’t care that he was knocking off some nooky if he was horney. She was just pissed that it woke her up and she lost an hours sleep. LOL…. Life is about lessons, I figure that he will try to be little more careful in the future if he wants to knock off a morner when she is sleeping. Hum, sex with a sleeping person is a bit of a strange concept to me. But Rick woke up one night with a woman on top of him. You hear all the time about how good sex is good for the body and mind but there sure is a lot of women around my age that have a lot of hang ups about it. Humans, they sure are strange little monkeys.

A great come back line, supposedly a true story….. The police arrested Robert Aylor, 59 year old white male in a pumpkin patch 11:38 p.m. on Friday night. On Monday, at the County courthouse, Aylor was charged with lewd and lascivious behavior, public indecency, and public intoxication.

The suspect explained that as he was passing a pumpkin patch on his way home from a drinking session when he decided to stop, "You know how a pumpkin is soft and squishy inside, and there was no one around for miles or at least I thought there wasn't anyone around" he stated in a telephone interview.

Aylor went on to say that he pulled over to the side of the road, picked out a pumpkin that he felt was appropriate to his purpose, cut a hole in it, and proceeded to satisfy his alleged 'need.' "Guess I was really into it, you know?" he commented with evident embarrassment.

In the process of doing the deed, Aylor failed to notice an approaching police car and was unaware of his audience until officer Brenda Taylor approached him. "It was an unusual situation, that's for sure," said officer Taylor. "I walked up to Mr. Aylor and he's just banging away at this pumpkin."

Officer Taylor went on to describe what happened when she approached Aylor. "I said, "Excuse me sir, but do you realize that you're having sex with a pumpkin?" He froze and was clearly very surprised that I was there, and then he looked me straight in the face and said, "A pumpkin? Shit! Is it midnight already?”

So, you appear to have this delusion that you think you are intelligent. I can relate to that, I have the same delusion at times. Paul was talking on his blog about depression. I’m not sure what all he was depressed about over the course of his life but it sticks in my mind that there wouldn’t be depression if it wasn’t for the fact that we have souls/spirit. I think that it’s the spirit in a person that gets depressed. It isn’t likely that all the other critters on this planet get depressed, they may get stressed, but not all that depressed as they don’t have the high consciousness of spirit that we do, and most don’t reconize. I think that they have a consciousness of spirit, just that it isn’t as high as ours. I’m sure that they don’t sit around and ponder it and try to figure it all out like mankind does. And I’m sure that they don’t believe in a bogeyman omnipotent in the sky God. If they did they would hate the son of a bitch. Being aware of, in touch with reality is what gives us depression. Actually, I don’t think that I’ve suffered all that much depression throughout the course of my life. I get cranky about a lot of things but that is different than depression. I’ve just never been in the habit of sitting around feeling sorry for myself because things wasn’t always as I wanted them. Life isn’t always fair, I figured out and accepted that a long time ago.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Akashic record

Good morning, it’s another fine day here in bat shit crazy America where we are all very proud of our perceived intelligence. LOL… But as I’ve said before, we are only just a tick smarter than we were five hundred years ago. All in all we are still dumber than fence posts. Oh well, It’s quite and peaceful over here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse, it’s early and there aren’t many monkeys out screwing around yet. Even the pussies (cats) are peacefully sleeping.

Received my Washington State voters pamphlet yesterday, there is a bunch of the state symbols on the cover. This states gem is petrified wood, interestingly, it’s also full of petrified brains. The official state fossil is the Colombian mammoth. Well, and those old bags over at the senior center. LOL… I’ve heard that some of them have great sex lives, they just don’t remember who with.

Anyway, in an email to me George L mentioned the
Akashic Record, I don’t recall ever having heard of it so I looked it up. Then I shot back with “I don't buy that, it's just something someone dreamed up. When mankind dies off there won't be anyone or anything else to read it, or care about it. B”

He shot back with “It's ALL something someone dreamed up.” I shot back with “If it's ALL something someone dreamed up what in the hell is the point in even discussing it anymore? I contend that "God" is just a consciousness and that we are the highest part of that consciousness. And I'm sure that will be accepted as the truth in the future.”

Kinetic Fun I don’t do churches, they insult my perceived intelligence, well, my cosmic soul. I go to the UU Fellowship some but they don’t try to brainwash you as much. This Sunday spirit is going to Port Townsend to enjoy the other crazy spirits at the Kinetic Festival.
For those of you that are new here I did a post on it last year.
Port Townsend

I didn’t do anything important yesterday, but then, neither did you.

So, Dan, who had a pretty popular blog has stopped blogging and is working on writing a book. I hope that it turns out to be a book that is useful to mankind. I hadn’t taken a look at his blog for a while so I went to take a look at the last few posts. One of them was about him wanting to drop out of society, I know that feeling. One was about working so much and he questions why people have to work so much. That is pretty simple in my mind, one reason we work so much is so the capitalists can get richer to buy more fancy things, so they need you to work eight hours a day. They would work you 12 or 18 hours a day if they could get away with it. And it is like that in some countries. Another reason is because many people are so damn needy and want so damn much. All I have is all I need, and I’m glad that I don’t have to work anymore unless I want to.

I know a lot of people that don’t work anymore than they have to in order to get by, life to them isn’t about money and having things. I also know a lot of people that don’t work at all, they let everyone else support them. And they contribute nothing to society, I think of them as bottom feeding scum, many of them live better than those that busts their butts supporting them. And they get free medical care, hello? Send them to Afghanistan and see how they make out.

This is old, but it's always funny to see again: Finally, Christmas was over and the elves were taking off for their well deserved vacation. Chandro the Lead Elf says, "Man, I've been waiting for this for six months. I'm getting my ass down to Miami. I'm gonna do nothin, but suck down margaritas, bang as many babes as I can, and soak up the sun til I get this damn cold out of my bones." So he gets to Miami, checks into his hotel and then heads straight for the bar. He spots a gorgeous, tall, well built blonde sitting alone sipping a drink. So he goes over, climbs on the stool next to her and orders a margarita. He downs it, orders another one, downs that too. He smiles at the blonde and says, "Hi sweetie, I'm Chandro,
Santa's lead elf. What would you say to a little fuck?" She looks down and says. "Hello, you little fuck."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Spirit is goofing off today

Well, as much as I can. Some times you have to just sit back and not let it all get to you, or your brain will short out and I’m about where Einstein was when he had a breakdown.

AIRPLANE: What Mom impersonates to get a 1-year-old to eat strained beets.

APPLE: Nutritious lunchtime dessert which children will trade for cupcakes.

EAR: A place where kids store dirt.

ENERGY: Element of vitality kids always have an oversupply of until asked to do something.

HANDI-WIPES: Pants, shirtsleeves, drapes, etc.

JUNK: His stuff.

OVERSTUFFED RECLINER: Mom's nickname for Dad.

Transcend your wants and needs.

Carpal tunnel syndrome does not affect masturbation. LOL

I went to the lumber store yesterday for the ceiling panels and drywall powder for the camp trailer restoration project and also got a five-gallon bucket of green paint for only one dollar. So I guess this place will be green next year. Wait, it’s already green. LOL… But it does need to be painted again. The cute gal that waited on me knows my name and that I have an account there and asked if I needed help packing the things out to the truck but I like to pack my own things as it helps keep me in shape. But she insisted on helping so she carried out the bag of drywall powder. I’m going with a 50/50 mixture of drywall mud and Fix-It-All to fill the areas that need filling and leveling.

Hi cutie…. I went for a walk yesterday morning. There was already a lot of monkeys driving around, going to important places to do important things I suppose. *rolls eyes* Went into the Safeway store for a couple bottles of their flavored milk, Helen loves that stuff. There is a single lady in her fifties that works there that is a real cutie. She was stocking a freezer unit and when I walked by I said “Hi cutie”. That just might have been the highlight of her day. I have no intention of trying to get to know her better but I’m sure that saying that to her made her feel better.

So I was exchanging emails with a local man and it occurs to me to invite him to the coming retreat, so I did. He shot back with, “thanks for the compliment "best minds", but I am concerned that your's has atrophied.” No, that didn’t offend me at all. He is my fucking Christian State Farm insurance agent that sells insurance and goes to meetings in a suit where people look upon him as being important. How could you have a lessor life than that? Oh, wait, you could be a fucking attorney. ROFLMAO

Paul….. You are correct, it is carpal tunnel syndrome. It sure as fuck doesn’t feel like carpet. LOL Now it has swelled up some and is numb. But it may be a tendon problem. Whatever the fuck, I’ll live with it. I didn’t say that I’m proud of my research and writings, I just do it because I’m driven to. It would be a lot easier on me if I just stuck with being more self-centered. Oh yes, it is very hard to wrap ones mind around all the worlds problems. And even harder to get solutions in place. Ever read “Einstein on Peace”? Some good solutions there but they didn’t catch on.

It’s interesting to know that mankind will leave a lot of history about his failure and destruction of the planet around, and that there may be no one left to read and learn from it. Who in the hell is going to write about that? The next clan of monkeys that evolve upward?

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Carpet tunnel syndrome

First, I made a really good breakfast pizza yesterday. Deep soft crust. Hamburger, sausage, scrambled eggs, and two types of cheese.

Second, spirit has decided to indorse what I call The Charlie Pride Cult and has placed a link to that blog in my links. I reserve the right to remove that endorsement though, but that goes without saying. Spirit indorses any cult or religion that is peaceful, even if I think they are wrong in what they believe, not harming its members and doesn’t have militaries. Spirit does not endorse Christianity or Islam because they have insanities in them and war so much and have militaries. They are too, um, autistic, self centered. Those people make spirit cranky, they do not follow the better of Jesus’ teachings. They are the same people that made him cranky also. America has taken a wrong turn, it is no better than any other country now.

Harassment is just another way of saying "I wish I was "you." That was an interesting comment left on my blog. Only I don’t think it pertains to me. I fuss about how others are because I don’t like how they are, and I damn sure don’t want to be like they are.

It appears that I’m developing carpet tunnel syndrome in my right arm just above the wrist. What am I going to do about it? Not much I suppose, deal with it, bite the bullet, I’m no stranger to pain. I don’t take any pain relievers, I make my puny human brain get stronger so it can tune it out. I’ve lived with pain in the left side of my body for over ten years, no doctors have figured out what causes it, I don’t bother to see them about it anymore. Mostly I ignore it, if it gets to bad I lay on the bed and the cosmos seems to take over and make it go away, at least get better. Don’t ask me to describe that, I don’t know how it works, only that I feel an energy surrounding me. Maybe I will see what I can do for self treatment.

I’ve always assumed that I’m going to get dead, I’m always amazed that I’m still alive and that each day is just another borrowed day. As I’ve said before death is not a concept to me. Life isn’t about this silly little body, it’s about everything, the all. In fact I sense that I may not live much longer, still, that is a moot point to me and I’m not going to work very hard trying to extend this life. It will be an interesting subject to blog about though.

I’ll be leaving a lot of writings and collected materials behind though. A lot of my writings are not for today, they are for the future and wiser people to understand. Assuming that mankind gets wise enough to save his future. I’m not taking any bets on it.

Rick…. I don’t know what you think an accomplishment is. But it is possible that you will be recognized for something in the future. Many years ago, when I was no more than an idiot mostly interested in my own life, I dropped into a bar on Capital Hill in Seattle and got into a conversation with a stranger that seemed like a very wise man, as I recall he was a bank president that was bothered by how the banking and monetary systems operate on this planet. He told me that late in my life I would be making a major contribution to mankind, that was just something that he sensed. Being an idiot, I put it out of my mind and got on with my shallow life. Only in recent years did I remember that talk.

And here is the really cool part. I don’t expect it to be recognized until after I’m dead and gone. This silly little human and his mind doesn’t need that recognition, that isn’t what my ego is about. And I’m okay with that, remember, I consider myself an omnipresent spirit. Not an omnipotent one, only omnipresent, that wants the world to be a better place. They sure teach each new human brain a lot of stupid things here though. Hum, maybe your achievement would be putting many of my writings and collected materials and thoughts into a book that made sense?

You would be an interesting addition to the brains at the retreat that I’ve organized for the 11th through 13th. I’ll talk more about the retreat later.

Terri gets me, this leads me to believe that she is one of the most intelligent and wisest women (spirits) I know. Hugs to Terri. In case you missed it I’m going to re-post part of one of her comments.

I've never seen Billy as a misogynist-rather the reverse actually. I think he reveres the female principle-it's individual women which grate on his nerves. Much like me. Most of humanity gives me a giant pain, or makes me very sad-we have the potential to be so much better and what are we? Giant consumers of incidentals. Seekers after fleeting pleasures. Makers of wars in the name of gods.

I'm probably mildly autistic, Billy-in the manner of Asperger's, not too pronounced, but it takes me a long while to recognise distinct faces from a crowd. Sometimes I can't pick out my friends even, in a throng, until they speak to me. I manage with it, though.

HOW TO SAVE THE AIRLINES (Some humor)

Dump the male flight attendants. No one wanted them in the first place. Replace all the female flight attendants with good-looking strippers! What the hell -- They don't even serve food anymore, so what's the loss? The strippers would at least triple the alcohol sales and get a "party atmosphere" going in the cabin. And, of course, every businessman in this country would start flying again, hoping to see naked women.

Because of the tips, female flight attendants wouldn't need a salary, thus saving even more money. I suspect tips would be so good that we could charge the women for working the plane and have them kick back 20% of the tips, including lap dances and "special services."

Muslims would be afraid to get on the planes for fear of seeing naked women. Hijackings would come to a screeching halt, and the airline industry would see record revenues. This is definitely a win-win situation if we handle it right -- a golden opportunity to turn a liability into an asset.
Why didn't Bush think of this? Why do I still have to do everything myself?
Sincerely,
Bill Clinton

Do you know that some of the great pioneers of the early aircraft industry came to fear that they had created a monster that would help destroy the planet? Ditto with some of those that helped create atom bombs. They found it interesting work, but a part of them was sorry that they helped create it. Now you know.

I think that Cathouse Teri has a screw loose. She tells me not to comment on her blog, then tells me I can, then changes her mind again. *rolls eyes*…. No point in visiting if I can’t leave comments, so I will stop visiting her. Everything she posts is only about her anyway, not the larger world and its problems. She has some form of Autism I bet.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Featured cult of the day

I take cults with a grain of salt, but the new Charley Pride cult is sort of interesting. Damn near a stroke of genius. Check it out, you might enjoy it. Charlie Pride Cult

I don’t get the Pay Pal thing on the blog though. Why would a God want money? I’ve never asked for money on my blog. This is a new blog, is it that this is just a money scam?

What do you think Rick? I’m not even sure that the real Charley Pride has anything to do with this blog, there is no mention of it on his website. Charlie Pride Website

I now of course expect them to accuse me of being blasphemous. LOL
And they should get listed at God Checker to see if they can convert all those Gods over there.

The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.

Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.

Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

Some interesting views on poverty and health care.
Info
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

My body is a pickup

This is a deep post for thinkers, any humor in it is just a band-aid to help us cope. I think that cartoon is spot on, maybe everyone is autistic, has some form of autism, whose main concern is self, maybe it runs in our genes, yeah, there must be an autism gene, and it is more prevalent in some folks. Maybe it evolved with us. After all, we arrive here with just a few instructions and one of them is too survive. Even those that seem to be destructive, want to hurt or destroy themselves also have a desire to live. It’s hardwired into them. Maybe we should be figuring it out, but it may take a few hundred more years, if our omnipresent spirit survives that long. Exponential acceleration dictates that it may not. Why? Because at this time in time and space we are still too stupid (collectively) to get it.

Something I read on a ladies blog the other day reminded me of something a first year medical student said, it was something like My body is a pickup designed to pack my balls and penis around in order to pick up chicks.

But so many of them are getting so bat shit crazy that it’s almost impossible to get along with them long enough to have sex with them. Besides, I’m not interested in picking up chicks, just would like just one to have sex with, as a spiritual experience.

Casdok….. What is caster sugar? I’m wondering, what is it like when you put two autistic people together? I don't mean two like us of course. LOL

Rick Ryan….. So you live in a big home full of stuff? Ever notice much of it? I live in a small place full of stuff and I seldom notice any of it, and if I want something I have to go searching for it because I often don’t recall where I put it. Helen lives in a small basic place, with little in it. And I dare say that she is more organized than any of us. We really don’t need all the things we think we need, humans are in general just needy packrats.

Rachelle…… Casdok moderates her comments, I guess that if she didn’t like what I say that she would not allow them. It may just be that she understands me much better than you do, is more intelligent than you are. I know for a fact that the more intelligent a person is, the better they understand me. The most intelligent people I know understand me best and are okay with me, and they don’t mind me challenging them some. And they know that they are bat shit crazy also. And she may have thicker skin, you thin skinned women are just whiners that will never help fix this world.

Yes I had children, and they were good kids and didn’t give us any trouble. I like to think that they were good kids because of the way we raised them. But my wife died just after Ryan graduated and Tera still had two years of school. Then they joined society and society screwed them all up. One is a messed up Christian, maybe even a republican (rolls eyes), and for all I know the other is still a drug dealer. They are adults now and I have nothing to do with them, we have different values. We only have and raise children, society is what forms them, and society is doing a very poor job of it all. It takes a village to raise a child, it takes a village to raise a bunch of idiots. Ten years after leaving home the best of kids can be all messed up.

It is my opinion of course that none of us are all that intelligent, including myself. This is simply where we are in our evolution at this time in time and space. When our IQ’s start going over two hundred, world wide, we may start gaining some real intelligence. And if my blog offends you don’t visit it. But some of us are trying to figure things out, un-brainwash ourselves, and grow up. And drag humanity along with us. Sure, we all know stuff, but a lot of it is stupid stuff that we should never have been taught in the first place. Anyone that still believes in a bogeyman God in the sky is just someone that was taught stupid stuff and refuses to believe that they were brainwashed. For example, no intelligent omnipotent God in the sky would make autistic babies, it’s just a random happening. That by the way should stop occurring once the science gets good enough that we can as much as design ourselves.

These women that generalize me and call me a woman hater are idiots. :-)…. They just don’t like me to challenge how they think and do things, they often are the kind that if they wear nice clothes that makes them nice and good women. They fail to notice that I often talk about the good women that I know. They fail to understand that some of my best friends are women. And they fail to notice that I take good care of the old lady living next to me so that she hasn’t got to go to a care center. They do of course notice when I say that they wouldn’t make a pimple on her butt. LOL…. And they fail to notice that I also get cranky about a lot of men and how they are. In other words, that I get cranky about how humanity is. And if I have a mental illness, what about the women that think a new dress or blouse or fancy meal in an expensive café will make them happy and better women? Just exactly who has a mental illness here? Think about it. We are all bat shit crazy, but at least I know that. Einstein pointed that out some time ago. And many others before him. Besides, these women that call me a woman hater have at times admitted on their own blogs that they are screwed up.

Some of my readers love and get me, some of them hate me, isn’t it great? And of course, all comments are welcome here. Telling me that you think I’m an idiot won’t get it deleted, I’m always more than willing to let you show us what you are. :-)…. Studied Einstein? Then don’t tell me that you understand this world or me. At least Einstein knew that he was bat shit crazy, yet look at what he gave the world.

"When a guy's printer type began to grow faint, he called a local repair shop where a friendly man informed him that the printer probably needed only to be cleaned. Because the store charged $50 for such cleanings, he told him he might be better off reading the printer's manual and trying the job himself. Pleasantly surprised by his candor, he asked, "Does your boss know that you discourage business?" "Actually, it is my boss's idea," the employee replied. "We usually make more money on repairs if we let people try to fix things themselves first." That was cute, but I’ve done my own printer servicing, even used bottles of ink to refill the tanks. Until I got tired of screwing with bubble jet printers and bought a Laserjet that has never given me a moments trouble.

It’s fall here, the coming winter is more snow than normal expected, thank you mankind for screwing this world all up. What was the highlight of your summer? Mine was camping trips and hikes to the hot springs where I could be at one with myself, my higher self.

"There's a new cafe in New York City where guys go in and they can scan profiles of women who are already in the place, and if they find a woman that's interesting to them, for the price of a cover charge, the staff will arrange an introduction. Didn't that used to be called a whorehouse?" -Jay Leno

You belong to a religion? Ha, ha, ha, that’s funny. The proper religion for this planet hasn’t been formed yet.

Two women talking in heaven:
1st woman : Hi! My name is Wanda.
2nd woman : Hi! I'm Kelly. How'd you die?
1st woman : I Froze to Death.
2nd woman : How Horrible!
1st woman : It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death. What about you?
2nd woman : I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.
1st woman: So, what happened?
2nd woman : I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the attic and searched, and down into the basement. Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.
1st woman : Too bad you didn't look in the freezer---we'd both still be alive.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camper update

I’ve been making some progress on the camp trailer that I’ve been redoing. I have gutted out about two thirds of it to the outside skin, installed new framing, installed new double pane windows and installed the foam insulation panels. Next I will be installing a ceiling of wood paneling.

I took Helen to the hospital yesterday. Just so they could get a sample of her blood. Then she treated me to breakfast at the Cornerhouse Café, I don’t like to eat out much but she loves to. On the way home I stopped at the Eagles as the food bank was having a drive there and I wanted to make a donation. Some car clubs were showing their rods and some of them were interesting. There was also a flea market and I got twelve good white bed sheets for only two dollars, I don’t need sheets, but I can use the material in the camp trailer, will explain that later.

The trucking company near me discarded seven large shipping platforms made of rough sawn oak so I brought them home and took them apart, it is a fair amount of lumber. I don’t have any use for the wood right now but will save the long pieces and saw up the shorter ones for firewood.

A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to their table, gives the husband a big kiss, says she'll see him later and walks away. His wife glares at him and says, "Who the hell was that?" "Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress."
"Well, that's the last straw," says the wife. "I've had enough, I want a divorce."

"I can understand that," replies her husband, "but remember, if we get a divorce it means that you don't get any more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados, no more summers in Tuscany, no more Ferraris and Lexus's in the garage and no more yacht club. But the decision is yours." Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on his arm. "Who's that woman with Jim?" asks the wife. "That's his mistress," says her husband. "Ours is prettier," she replies.

At the war protest yesterday they were playing some songs and a line in one got my attention. Does he smell his own bullshit when the president talks to God? I doubt it, I doubt it.

Mother of Shrek states that she thinks that her autistic son must think of people as tools. This gave me some new thoughts. I’m beginning to think that a lot of women in this area that have all their attitudes and it’s hard for men to get along with them may have some sort of autism. Possibly psychologically induced by society. They sure think of others as tools and try to use them. Lets say that we can put autism on a scale of one to ten, the worst cases being a ten. But it looks to me like there are a lot of ones around here, a whole lot. That joke above is a good example, she is willing to use her man to have a better life. Hum, I’ll have to give that some more thought.

I got an email from a local woman I know and one thing she said was is Starting a Women’s Manifestation Group—to create what we want instead of just talk about it. My reply was Stop wanting so much. The happiest most well adjusted woman I know has very little. And she is the one woman that I get along with best. The rest of you are just head cases. :-)

Women’s lib has not freed them, it has imprisoned them. Something else to think about.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

A crazy idea

I have a crazy idea, you fix this planet. I’m trying to free my mind up some, not think about so many things. It’s not easy, there is so much out there.

Cute comic. I know a lot of women that think they are never wrong. And won’t even admit that they are less correct than others.

Camper trash, those aspiring to become trailer trash. LOL

One evening a husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife, "Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in Slim Fast. Maybe it would take a few inches off of your butt!!" His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go un-rewarded. The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. "What the Hell is this??" he said to himself as
a little "dust" cloud appeared when he shook them out. "April," he hollered into the bathroom, "Why did you put talcum powder in my underwear?" She replied with a snicker..."It's not talcum powder......It's 'Miracle Grow'."

Rick Ryan….. I think it is safe to assume that Jesus loved all the children. But over two thousand years down the road I sure that he would also be saying, “Hey, knock it off with making so many of them, it’s too hard on the planet”. “Make love (which many folks are really bad at) not babies.” “Besides, humanity is still raising idiots.” “Stop trying to make them Christians, Jews, Muslims, it just puts an insanity in everything”. “They are just spiritual beings in evolution”.

Biscuits or Muffins? I don’t know, it’s just something I dreamed up, and they sure are good. Light and fluffy. I’ve taken to making my own rather than buying store stuff because what I make is better and a lot cheaper.

2 cups biscuit or baking mix.
2/3 cup of juice of your choice.
1 egg.
Glob of margarine.

Mix together and bake at 425 degrees in muffin pan for 15 minutes or until light brown. Makes 12.

For more than 20 years, October has been Breast Cancer Awareness month. Get your free breast exams here.

If something hasn't broken on your helicopter, it's about to.

As the test pilot climbs out of the experimental aircraft, having torn off the wings and tail in the crash landing, the crash truck arrives, the rescuer sees a bloodied pilot and asks "What happened?" The pilot's reply: "I don't know. I just got here myself!"

(A cute little story).. During their 50th anniversary wedding celebration at a banquet in their honor, my Dad was asked to give a brief account of the benefits achieved from being married for so long. My father stood up, thought for a long moment, then said, "Well, I've learned that marriage is the best teacher of all. It teaches you loyalty, meekness, forbearance, self-restraint, forgiveness, and...." he paused. "And?" someone cried out from the back of the room. "...and a great many other qualities you wouldn't have needed if you'd stayed single!" my father exclaimed. The room erupted in laughter.

Okay, I am going to write about the trip to the hot springs some. Josephine lives on the Olympic hot springs road so I stopped to say hi to her the other day. She is a sweet old lady that has too much property for her to take care of. There is a nice yurt (sp?) on it that she rents out, it even has a hot tub. I should find out what it rents for. It would be a nice place for a retreat with the guys.

I was in the pool, in the buff of course, and needed to take a leak so I stand up to walk over to the bank and heard a noise behind me so looked around and there was a man coming toward the pool. We said hi to each other as he passed by. He stood on the bank looking down at the river for a bit and then turned and asked me if there were other pools around. So I told him where others where. Often I will invite others to share a pool with me as it’s interesting to find out where folks are from, what their trades are, about their travels and experiences in life and things like that. But I wanted to just be alone the other day.

After doing some exercises and I was done with the pool and back on the trail I did talk for a bit with a group of four from Seattle. There was a couple in the first pool that were facing each other and looking into each others eyes as he caressed her breasts. Some folks actually get being spiritual that way, but I’ve never met a woman that could do that.

Okay, now that I’m done painting George’s home I can get back to doing more important things. I’m attending the weekly war protest today.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

More very important stuff

That comic reminds me of me.

I wonder why some people think that the spiritual are not supposed to be critical, judgmental or cranky. Even Jesus, who those idiot organized religions built their religions around was critical, judgmental and cranky. He loved and hugged only those that he loved and hugged. I wonder why people keep forgetting that. Yes, he preached love, but he didn’t love everyone.

This will be a long post, but I figure that you have nothing more important to do than reading my very important stuff. :-)…. I was bat shit crazy and stupid yesterday, will tell about it near the end of this post.

I usually teach myself how to do things, though I have also taken a lot of classes over the years. And I have done some upgrades and repairs to my computers over the years. But the hardware gets confusing to me, I’m better at understanding software. This current custom built computer needs a new hard drive, it’s getting old, and I’ve never figured out how to format and mirror one. I think I will just take a class rather than try to learn on my own. Another option is to just buy another computer and I’m trying to decide just what to do.

I was in a computer store the other day looking at some and mentioned to the man that I was ticked because I couldn’t get affordable high speed internet where I live even though I’m only two blocks off the main highway. He said that I could get cable for $24.95 a month. I said that I didn’t have cable as I don’t watch TV other than movies I rent or get from the library. And that I didn’t want to get cable TV plus have the internet charge on top on that. He said that I don’t have to get cable TV, that I can just get the internet, so I’m thinking of doing that.

Part of my daily routine is to go over to Helen’s every morning with a copy of what I’ve posted that day. She loves all that I write and seems to understand and agree with it all. Hum, I’ve forgotten what other important stuff I was going to say about this, I should have wrote it when it was at the top of the stack of crap in my mind.

A movie report::: Kath Bee mentioned “The Ballad of Jack and Rose”, so I rented it and watched it the other night. I can’t decide if I liked it or not, there was some stupid stuff in it, but there was also things that I could relate to. I could relate to the man, he was into simple and basic living like I am. He was against development and fancy things, and he left a woman that was needy and wanted too much. Yup, that sounds like me. Some of it didn’t follow reality. He used a piece of equipment to break up a brand new home a developer had built, and got away with it. That would never fly anywhere that I know of. The part of the movie that bothered me wasn’t his death, we’re all going to die, it was the fact that he moved out the lady that had come to live with him. I thought that she was very good for him and did good at supporting him. And she seemed okay with living his lifestyle. One of her sons was a turd and popped his daughters cherry, not that she didn’t allow it, but she wanted the other brother to be the one to do it.

You gotta like it when karma works right though (it doesn’t always), he got busted up pretty good toward the end. I guess it’s an okay movie, one that thinkers and pondering folks might enjoy. I may watch some of it again.

A local lady got tossed in jail in Washington DC for protesting wars, they said that she spoke to loudly. WTF? Speak loudly and pack a stick and whack anyone that supports wars, women should be able to get away with that, in great numbers anyway. She was only in jail for eight hours, and had to pay a five hundred-dollar fine, which was bullshit. But I want to give her a big thumbs up for being there.

A person commented on a ladies blog about me asking something like if she had any pictures of her breasts to post. And insinuated that I was some sort of a pervert or something because I did that. I don’t recall doing that, but it does sound like something I might do. So I like boobs and like looking at them, so what? That doesn’t make me a pervert, it makes me a male. Even when I’m not interested in sex I’m always interested in copping a feel or kissing some boobs, call it foreplay. Just because I posted a picture of my dick in an old post I suppose that some people thinks that makes me a pervert. Whatever. *rolls eyes*…. And some women aren’t such prudes that they won’t post a pic of their boobs. If ya don’t ask ya won’t receive. :-)

Replies to Wednesday’s comments:
Casdok … I haven’t actually looked for a hooker, was just mostly mouthing off, I do that a lot. Maybe I should though.

Rick Ryan…. I pretty much do emails like you do. I suggested to the lady that she do that also. But she didn’t like that idea, after all, it takes some work ya know. She doesn’t live far from me and I offered to go over and help her but she just went off on her little tangent. It’s okay, she is homely and has a fat ass. She can deal with her own damn issues, I don’t have too.

Goddess….. Changing the header on my blog didn’t change anything. But I am only one part of a collective whole. Part of an omnipresent whole. My world is bigger than me, it is also you and everyone else.

A man on a business trip went to a singles bar, approached two ladies, and offered either of them two hundred dollars to spend the night with him. One girl stormed out in a rage, but the other remained cool, calm... and collected.

Two rural church deacons were having a sociable beer in the local tavern when they saw their minister drive by and take a good long look at their pickup trucks parked outside. One deacon ducked down and said, "I hope the reverend didn't see us or recognize my pickup." The other replied indifferently, "What difference does it make. God knows we're in here... and he's the only one who counts." The first deacon countered, "Yeah, but God won't tell my wife."

A pair of stage-door Johnny’s are ogling the cuties who are leaving the dressing room. "Do you see that redhead over there? I feel like screwing her again." "Wow," said his buddy, "Do you mean to tell me you've been doing it with that great looking broad?" "No, I felt like it before, and I feel like it now."

I'm not a liberal, I'm a radical!

Liberals feel unworthy of their possessions. They do?
Conservatives feel they deserve everything they've stolen.

If you don’t like an organization or government, fight them. If you fight them long enough they will make you a member.

Is your head spinning right about now? Well, welcome to the only crazy planet in the cosmos. :-)

KUALA LUMPUR (Reuters) - Malaysian doctors have reattached a man's nearly severed penis after his first wife, enraged by his comparison of her sex skills with those of his younger second wife, decided to chop it off with a kitchen knife. Boy, some women just do not like to hear they are not that great.

I know three other brilliant men, right in my area. Really !! Yes, they are bat shit crazy, and sometimes stupid, but they know it. Two of them are married, I dare say to women that I could not tolerate living with, this may make them certifiably insane. One of them admits that he just gave up and doesn’t give a shit, it keeps him from being bothered by it all. Two of us are single, we are not happy about that, but at least we don’t live with a woman like that day after day. I would say that we still have some principles if we are not willing to do that. Oh, sure, we find and date plenty of women, we are decent looking and interesting. But there isn’t many women these days that would live the way we do, basic. We are trying to set up an evening for a meeting of the minds and some male bonding but we all think that we are doing very important stuff and are always busy. Yesterday I got to thinking that a camping trip would be good.

Helen has known and loved me for nine years now, and sees me a number of times each day except when I go camping for a few days. So she knows that; A: I’m brilliant….. B: I’m bat shit crazy, but in a good way…. C: Sometimes stupid.

I went over yesterday morning to say I was leaving to go to the hot springs and give her a hug and she asked me if I was going to take the stuff out of the pickup bed before I went. I said that there was no need to as I was taking the Honda scooter. First she takes notice that I’m just wearing sandals because they are my favorite footwear. And tells me that the weather report is for rain. But I seldom pay any attention to weather reports as they are often wrong so I stick with going on the scooter. She is as analytical about death as I am so figures that it is all right for me to kill myself on a scooter and just asks for an extra hug in case I don’t get back.

Damn, as luck (or the lack of it) would have it, the weather report was right. Just before I got back to the parking lot from the hot springs it started raining. And of course a bat shit crazy & being stupid person rides back home in the rain. I darn near froze my butt off. I was cold for hours after that, but hey, the color started returning to my fingers after only about fifteen minutes. Just try to do something when your fingers feel like logs, like take a leak, it’s almost impossible to get the zipper down. LOL

Most folks think that they are doing important things. Working, getting more, things like that. Not me, I think that I only do three important things. They are going camping, going to the hot springs, and helping Helen with her needs.

It’s hard for me to write about my going to the hot springs. It’s where my mind is able to be the most free, free from wars, greed, wants, people, and there are so many thoughts in those few hours that they would fill a book. I don’t have time to write that much and this post has gotten long anyway.

Hey, what are your strong points? Did I irritate anyone today? Did anyone read to the end of this post? If you did, have a great day, hugs…… BBC

What direction will this blog go in the future? What will I experience and share? What will pop into my mind? I have no idea, but we are on our way as I share much of what is in my mind with you. But my message is that we are all God/Goddess in evolution.

Like I said

We are all bat-shit crazy. We hate and love each other at the same time. I’ll do today’s post tomorrow. LOL

A man escapes from a prison where he's been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed.

He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom.

While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife: "Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain...do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!"

His wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you, too."

I’m going to the hot springs today.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

It’s fucking payday !!

And I still have money left over. Maybe I should see if I can find a nice hooker. After seven years of no sex with a woman because the available ones drive me crazy I would really like some nookey. Shoot, a hooker may not cost anymore than a date with one of those loveless screwed up monkey women. If I can’t find love it doesn’t mean that I should cheat myself out of sex. I’ll get what I want, and she will get what she wants, money. Right?

Somebody, sometime has got to take a stand and say democracy cannot survive, much less thrive with the level of big corporate and big government interference and intimidation in news. American’s do not own this country, the rich and powerful do, and you are not a member of that club.

I made a crock-pot of beans and potato soup yesterday, with some hamburger and sausage in it, it’s pretty good. Beans, beans, the musical food. The more you eat the more you toot, the more you toot the better you feel. So why not eat beans for every meal?

And I did the last of the spraying on George’s home yesterday, will go back today and do a little touch work with brushes and I’m done. Now his wife can put it on the market and go look for the next home that she thinks will make her happy, and won’t because there is no pleasing her. Mean while, George and I are going to go for a boat ride and fix up his aging pickup some.

Wisdom…… When you have one, if you try to get one more…this will go on. Put a stop to acquisition. When you have just one, be happy that you have it. This is applicable to any happy and good things.

I have never killed a man, but I have read many obituaries with a lot of pleasure.

What's the difference between being hard up, and down and out? About two minutes.

I took Helen for a ride the other day, she can’t walk much anymore but she loves to go for rides. I discovered that if I go up Black Diamond Rd. and turn left at the top of the hill that it loops over into the Hurricane ridge road by lake Dawn. That would be a pleasant way to go to the hot springs someday. And speaking of the hot springs, now that I’m done with painting that home I will go up there soon.

I tried to tell a lady that sends me a lot of emails that when she forwards them as attachments that it was a pain in the butt for me to view them as I had to change the extension before I could view them. She insisted that the problem is at my end, but I know better, I’ve been through this before. So I told her that she didn’t know what she is talking about. Then she sent me three long emails defending herself and telling me that I’m a fucking idiot. She should use that time taking a computer class. She also said that I’m not spiritual or I wouldn’t say some of the things I do. She wouldn’t know spiritual if it kicked her in the butt, she is a Christian that believes in an omnipotent God.

And she claims that she sent the same emails to forty other people and none of them had any trouble viewing them. I think that is unlikely, I question that she even has forty people in her address book. I have around a hundred in mine but I seldom send an email to more than ten or fifteen of them. And if I don’t get anymore emails from her that is fine with me, they where just jokes and stupid organized religion Christian brainwashing crap. Whateverthefuck.

That is why I stopped teaching a computer class. I got tired of trying to teach idiots that won’t admit they are idiots, and there was often one in each class.

Anyway, gotta go do something more useful. Have a great day, hugs…. BBC