A happy day

A few folks have posted pictures of benches they like to sit on at times. This bench is on the North Olympic hiking trail, a miles walk from the Morse Creek parking lot. I sat on it a few days ago as I pondered on things. It faces the Puget Sound (it’s on the beaches edge) and Victoria and the islands if one should wish to ponder on what is over there. On a clear day you also have a nice view of Mt. Baker.

It would be a lovely bench to share with someone, maybe fondle some boobs a little out in nature. I’m such a dreamer. The last time I sat on it with a woman was with the president of the local chapter of The Insane Chicks Society, she is pretty much afraid of men and a close relationship unless she feels that she is in complete control every minute, can’t just relax.

And she darn sure doesn’t talk openly like some of the women on this blog, I think she has issues with sex. Oh well. Says that she feels safe around me, no reason why she shouldn’t, I may let my feelings be known but I don’t force myself on a woman. As far as I’m concerned my telling her that I would like to kiss her breasts was a compliment and shouldn’t spook her. It’s not like I have said that to very many women.

It’s a happy day, I’m having three teeth pulled today, I love having my teeth yanked out, it’s better than Christmas. My teeth hate me, I hate my teeth. I’ve fought with those damn teeth all my life and started losing them when I was a kid.

Finely got rid of all the uppers about a year and a half ago and got a denture, that I seldom wear. I only have nine lower ones left, six after this morning, and they need work. Six right in the front, I’m going to try to get the dentist to pull them also, that would make me so happy.

My argument will be “Doc, give me a break and take them out, I heard that women like to have their nipples gummed”. Wish me luck.

Life may not have given you what you want, but I hope that you are learning to like what you have. Nothing I own is fancy, but I love all of it anyway.
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

A LOVELY POEM

The following poem was written by a woman and sent to me in an email. I won’t say who because doing so would be breaking my word to her that I won’t reveal who she is. But I think it’s a lovely poem so I’m posting it so that others may enjoy it. Do you think it is a lovely poem? I have a copy of it on my wall.

Fuck me hard
Fuck me fast
Suck my tits
Squeeze my arse.

Fuck me softly
Fuck me slow
Fuck wherever our brain
and soul may go.

Fuck me deep
Fuck me long
Till we see the light
and hear the song.

By the sea
On the shore
over the table
and on the floor.

In the shower
On the hay
Look in our eyes
what do they say?

Dance with me
brush our hair
For in this cosmos
we have no cares.

And if anyone is tempted to call her a pervert, screw you, you don’t know her. The spiritual are just as horny as anyone else. They just have trouble finding each other, and like anyone else, problems agreeing on other things. And you may be more spiritual than you think, keep working on it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Missing boobs

It’s been three years since I kissed any boobs, I really enjoyed kissing those boobs, and I kissed them a lot, they liked being kissed, even though they were attached to a spoiled Catholic brat, so that didn’t last very long.

In general I’m happy not having a woman, I compare the available ones to the wonderful and wise old Helen and they just don’t stack up. I guess they don’t make many good country women like Helen anymore.

But I sure do miss not having boobs handy to kiss. People spend too much time trying to have more things and being achievers instead of just enjoying each other.

I made another good breakfast pizza yesterday, Helen loves my cooking, or she’s a damn good liar, but she is always telling me how much she appreciates me and the things I do for her. One thing is sure, she knows how to talk to a man. I would make a good househusband if I had a working mate. I don’t mind doing laundry and things like that.

Would prefer a non-working mate though, we could spend more time at the beaches and in the mountains. But I’ve not found one that gets my spiritual path and is just basic country. Well, Helen gets it all, we are different in some ways but in some ways we are very alike, it’s why we get along so well together. But she is 85, not mate material for me. Just a dear friend that I help take care of.

I do note that one lady came very close, but she is too busy being self-centered and trying to teach the world something that she thinks she is an expert at. In time she’ll figure out (maybe) that she is wrong about some things, but whatever. And Terri gets me but as she said, she is busy and happy with her monkey. Whatever, the beaches and mountains call and are enjoyable alone also.

There are an infinite number of monkeys with an infinite number of word processors and they are all calling themselves religious experts. What they are doing is adding more monkey shit to the ruts of history behind us. Even yesterday is now history, but it’s all screwing up tomorrow.

A law of the planet, not just of humans, “Be good or we will kill you”.

The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Little home on the hill

I married the kids mother in Seattle and we lived there for a few years until I decided to get out of the big city. It was okay there, I had a good job and was resilient but my heart and soul has always been in small places and the country life. We ended up in Colville, I was still in my twenty’s and the kids were still young, Tera started the first grade there.

I was the service manager at the Ford dealership, Laurel didn’t work, took care of the kids and home. One day a real-estate salesman came in and told me that a home was available that he thought he could get us into. I wanted a home, I think that everyone should own their own home. But I didn’t think that we could afford to get into one. He assured me that we could get into it with very little down, so I agreed that we would go look at it.

It wasn’t a large home, two bedrooms, small kitchen, decent size living room, decent size front porch that was covered. Three quarter basement. A good starter home some would say, and we was able to buy it, drove used cars, had used furniture, but we had our own home. Of course in those days homes were cheaper and beginners could afford to get into one. It cost less than eight thousand dollars.

The best part is that it was on the hill, on the last street in town. Being an early riser I would make coffee and spend an hour or two reading (this was before computers came along to waste our lives) in front of the picture window, at times looking out over ‘my town’.

Then I would take a coffee in to the wife to wake her up, hoping of course for some morning nooky because that always puts a man in a good frame of mind for tackling the world. She didn’t think much of sex but it didn’t stop me from trying. Even on Sunday mornings before she would drag me off to church until I got pissed off at them and refused to go anymore. They should have never asked me to be on the board of trustees, I never did believe in their god or like churches anyway and after seeing what a bunch of thieves they really are my church days were over. I got tired of them insulting my intelligence.

About the time the kids hit their teens she decided that she wanted a bigger nicer place in town and came home one day and told me about it. I didn’t even know that she was looking for another place, but few women are happy with what they have and are always wanting more, but I agreed to go look at it, we both had decent jobs by then.

It was bigger, and nicer, and had a fair sized garage, and the seventeen grand they were asking for it was fair. So we sold the little home for eleven grand and bought it. But I wasn’t as happy with that home as I was with the little home on the hill. And when I got tired of trying to keep her happy and moved on I let her keep it. She died in that house a few years after I left, as good as place for an unhappy woman to die. She was always unhappy about stupid little things, me, the kids, and it got old.

Anyway, I loved that little home on the hill, I miss it, I hope that it is doing well.

Hey, there is no plot, no plan, no script. Evolution doesn’t require them and the old ones keep getting in our way of progress. Own a bible? Any kind of bible of any religion? It is my humble opinion that you burn it. The only certain thing is that what is ahead of us is the only thing that matters because everything behind us is just monkey shit in the ruts of time and space.

I figure that the folks that visit this blog are peaceful and harmless even if they are sort of bat shit crazy and troubled by the larger world. It’s those insane fools and the greedy out there that are causing all the problems. Take notice of the header in that comic.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Plot?

First, I’ve added Enemy Of The Republic to my links. I love that name, I don’t think much of the Republic myself. she should change the name of her blog to that. She still has questions but she comes here for the answers. LOL

I would give her a thinking woman’s award but I don’t want it going to her head. (more lol). I’m thinking of removing the Gods Are Bored link, she keeps harping to honor all religions, I can’t do that, I’m a pagan in that respect and think they are all stupid. When are people going to get it in their thick heads that fringe elements of religions are always rising up and causing problems on this planet? Given enough time even a Mormon fringe element will spring up someday.

But right now it’s the Christians like Bush, and the Muslims that are the biggest worry. And the fool Taliban.

Many on this planet think that their lives were preplanned, some part of some Gods plan, which God they mean I don’t konw. Pretty fucking badly put together plan if you ask me.

So what is the plot? What is this? A fucking rehearsal before the opening performance? What a stupid fucking play, shoot the writer, on any given day I would be happy with getting off the stage.

I have my own plot, to save the world I must take over the world, kick its ass, make it get in shape and be good, I figure the best way to that is for everyone to get drunk and get laid. My back up plot is to get laid, or whichever comes first. Can’t even manage that because I only get along with women like Helen. Ah what the hell, after seven or eight years of no sex you would think I would be used to it.

I went to the Eagles for a while last evening to listen to some good country music and watch the couples do vertical foreplay before going home to the horizontal stuff. When I think about it I still think it is weird that we stick pee sticks inside of pee holes. You call that an intelligent design? I think someone has a weird frigging sense of humor if that is so. I have to admit though that it sure does feel good.

And of course I enjoyed some spirits, the omnipresent spirit loves some spirits. It goes well with that pee stick, pee hole stuff. It’s been helping people get laid for thousands of years. LOL

Talked to Steve and Cheryl for a bit, I hitched them up about five years ago, fun Irish couple, that was a fun wedding to perform, and then we went and had a fun party. Talked to Gary and Lynn for a bit, her chemo treatments are going well and she is doing well. She seems to have grown up at last, isn’t always pissing away their money on scratch tickets hoping to get rich and seems happy with just what they have.

Danced once with Lorrie, a nice lady, basic country girl that is retired from the forest service, I enjoy talking to her, I know that she is smart because she always agrees with what I say. :-)

Helen is like a mother with a teenager, she likes to go to bed when it gets dark, this time of year about five-thirty. But when I go out for the evening she stays up until I come back home so that she can be assured that I got back safe and sound. She just sits there in the dark and when I pull into the shared driveway by the time I get the gate closed she has turned the light on so I go over to say good night and give her a hug.

I never had a mother like Helen, my mother couldn’t wait for me to get out of the house, and when I turned 18 I was more than happy to leave. The only good years of my childhood was when I lived with my grandparents, they were poor, but that didn’t bother me, we had things rich people don’t have.

The sad reality about America’s historical amnesia – if not outright hostility toward the hard truths of history – will mean that few, if any, lessons will be learned from the eight years of George W. Bush. That, in turn, will leave open the likelihood that the same mistakes will be repeated again.

Politics - main attraction – distraction. You don’t fool me for a minute, I know that deep inside that you don’t want to be ruled by politics. That you want to be the supreme ruler of the world. What I don’t know is if you would suck at it. And I have an uneasy gut feeling that Mr. Bush and crew have some kind of a devious plan to try to take over this country, if not the world. I am so screwed, but then, so are you.

Music, gotta love music. How can I kiss the lips in the evening that chewed on my ass all day long? How about Tim’s version. How can I kiss the lips in the evening that sucked on my best friends dick all day long? LOL

I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again, hey friends, let’s all go down to Texas. LOL
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Happy to live the way I do

I posted about ecology on my other blog yesterday, no humor in it but if your interested ecology you might be interested in reading it.

I don’t care if some folks think I’m poor, others have no idea how much money I do or don’t have. I love my basic little place and how I live. I live the way I choose to live, it’s easy on the planet. It beats the heck out of the fancy way I used to live and always busting my butt trying to keep up with it all trying to make women happy because they are always wanting more and never happy with what they have.

Anyone that has read this blog for very long knows that if you don’t agree with me …..You are wrong, shut up, you, you, whores. LOL

Mike Huckabee learned how to be a politician in church. *rolls eyes*
I learned I was with a bunch of thieves, and they were the leaders. Oh, wait, just like politicians, never mind.

Huckabee, 51, grew up in Hope at a time when Arkansans planned their year around the fall and spring religious revivals and summer meant Vacation Bible School…… My kids went to church camp and learned risque jokes and songs, and my daughter popped her cherry there at fifteen. Her mother would have had a fit if she had known. I was just amused when I learned of it.

Wife thought that daughter should be a virgin when she got married, I’m more realistic than that. Hell, wife wasn’t even a virgin when she got married, I’d been banging her for six months before we got married. She wasn’t even a virgin before that, she already had one rug rat. Wife had some shorted wiring, as far as I’m concerned all Christians do.

I went over to Helen’s yesterday to pack some firewood in for her and she says, “Honey, isn’t there a bucket of chips in the woodshed that can burned”. I said, “Yes.” She said, “Why haven’t you brought them in then?” I said, “Because the fucking boss hasn’t told me to.”

She goes into the giggles and starts talking about fucking. Helen is such a hoot. We’ve known each other for almost ten years now, we know how to work our way though disagreements until she agrees with me. LOL…. Best damn female friend I’ve ever had. Also the best neighbor I’ve ever had.

If you’re not part of the omnipresent spirit you’re part of the bullshit.

The Jimmy Hoffman band is playing at the Eagles tonight, I should go listen to some good music for a while.

That is all, carry on.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Bitching about my unhappiness since 1943

We can’t change this country and get it back on track unless we change our government and political system. How can we do that? Got me.

I think that even non-smokers should pack a lighter on this planet of chaos and unknowns. I pack extras when I hike to the hot springs. I don’t know but what something may happen and I may have to spend the night in the mountains, if it gets cold at night I’ll want a fire. I also pack a hunting knife and piece of sidewalk chalk. Well, I take a whole backpack of things, it’s stupid not to.

Another good reason for packing a lighter is in case you want to hot seat the Mother In Law. *snickers*
I prefer refillable butane lighters that don’t have a flint in it, but one of those sparkly do-dads. A piezoelectric crystal. Bought a new one recently and the sparkly do-dad stopped working already. Discovered that if I smack it against something it will work again, don’t know why, it just does. So because it is convenient I smack it against my skull, others find it entertaining, it’s not hard to entertain the monkeys. LOL

Remember that if you can, if your lighter stops working just when you need it the most, smack it, maybe it will work again.

And I know women that need to be smacked once in a while to get them working right again, but I avoid that kind of women. My wife, defect #3 in that family, was like that. Sometimes a man has to put his foot down because they really do know more than women do at times, women too often let the nine year old in them run them. Every woman like that that I know has been alone for years, maybe men are getting smarter, to bad the women don’t get it. I don’t allow my dicks needs do my thinking for me anymore.

Speaking of my wife’s family, that whole family tree needs to die off and stop adding to the gene pool.

Many Native Americans were killed under the American flag, that makes me wonder why they so often embrace it. Other than the fact that they are forced to. I wonder, did the natives have flags of their own before the terrorists came?

I have money left over (and no woman that wants to spend it) and got my retirement check yesterday. In that respect life is good. I’m about as ready for a recession as I can get.

A woman once said that a man is like a deck of playing cards... You need a Heart to love him, A Diamond to marry him, A Club to smash his fucking head in and a Spade to bury him. And by then he is glad to get away from the bitch.

If you believe in creation as espoused in the Bible, then Adam and Eve's children would actually have had to have sex with one another for the earth to have become populated. This is surely proof positive that ALABAMA was at one time the Garden of Eden.

Looking for a good investment? Victoria 's Secret and Smith &Wesson will merge under the new name: TittyTittyBangBang

Hey, have a great fucking day, hugs…. BBC

Same old crap

And you can't fix it with your involvement in politics. The political monkeys like their game, they just allow you to think you are a part of it.

Oh well, it's laundry day here at Polly's Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse. If I can't change the world I can at least change my underwear.

*ring - ring*

Hello.

(Mumble, mumble.)

Hey wifey – telephone.

Who is it, honey?

I don’t know, someone that wants to talk to the resident cocksucker.

Stop complaining? Bullshit

If I stopped complaining I wouldn’t be happy, humans just love to bitch.

I’ve never posted them, have no need to, but some of my posts have been pretty funny and others have given me humor awards. And some have been very serious, and others have given me thinking man awards. But no one has ever given me a bat shit crazy or pissed off award, I just might post such an award.

To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.

Illegal aliens have always been a problem in the United States. Just ask any Indian.

The Bible (I’m told) tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies; probably because they are generally the same people.

Don't sweat the past so much, it's the one thing you'll never be able to change.

My bad attitude is proof that I’m thinking clearly.

For every function, there is an equal and opposite malfunction.

I see that the price of gas went down a bit, I suppose they are dropping it to try to kick start the economy. Those greedy bastards will have to do a lot better than that.

A complex system that does not work is invariably found to have evolved from a simpler system that worked well. That is where our political system has gone, to hell.

The number one cause of humans problems is the humans solutions.

Good looking women are not necessarily better with money than homely women, in fact they are often worse at handling it. And never seem to be happy with what they have.

Show me someone that is crazy and knows it and I'm okay with them. Show me someone that thinks they are not crazy I’ll show you someone that may be insane. Like the fucking leader of my country.

Had two boxes of bread mix. One Pumpkin and one Banana bread. Mixed them together and baked a cake, it turned out really good.

They are talking about building a bypass highway around this town. I think that is a great idea, if it hasn’t got any exits.

Want some rice? Remember this simple formula, double the amount of water to the amount of the rice. One half cup of rice (one serving), one cup of water. After it is done add butter, cinnamon, nutmeg, raisins, brown or white sugar, cream or milk or any other combinations you like. I’ve never tried cooking rice in a crock-pot, should try it someday. If you have, tell me about it, I do like to cook, and even wash the dishes when I’m done.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Not much of a post

Bill Sommers, at Billy’s Scooter Blog likes my writing style, I’ve added the bastard to my links. I have a writing style? Crap, if I had a writing style this shit would make sense. Face it folks, we are just bits of cosmic sexual debris, all we are doing is screwing around, but it’s less polluting than driving around and doing other planet destroying things. And we may as well blog as long as we aren’t getting laid.

Keep the brakes adjusted, and all the rubber on the ground, road rash is a pain in the butt. Dicks up and tits out now. Carry on then.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Down boy – down I say

Stupid little dick, can’t you get your mind off of that? Being a man is a pain in the butt. We have to pack these women’s dicks around for them all our lives and they give us such a hard time that they don’t play with their dicks.

It’s Sunday, knock it off you little bastard, or I’ll take you to church, stick you in a Baptist. *snorts*

Ah hell, I’ll just drink beer until the little bastard falls to sleep.

Once you read it, you can't un-read it.
I think that I will make some spaghetti today.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I guess I’m gifted – or lucky

I’ve just drifted through life not needing or wanting much. Yet I have accumulated a lot without really trying too. A lot of the things I’ve had over the years were great deals that I just stumbled into. Or things I got for just doing a little work for them, like my nice pickup. And a heck of a lot of things have just been given to me.

Dr. John says that his God loves me. Whatever, I don’t give a rats ass if it does or not. I’ve gotten along just fine for 64 years without him/it, and others need help a lot more than I do. He/it can go help them.

Billy Pilgrim, you can’t retire. The rich are worried about this recession thing, no they don’t care about you. They need you to keep working and spending so that they can maintain their lifestyle. I think a recession would be a great tool if used properly. If the working classes would just learn to get by with less and spend and travel less for a year or so it would really hurt the rich. They of course will try to tell you that you are hurting yourself. But it’s the only way to make them hurt, maybe they would start to see the light and stop being so greedy.

Any man over forty that hasn’t got a mate has discovered that the available women are a pain to deal with. Many of them think that men are too stupid to make good decisions. And most of them are too needy and always deep in debt and needing more money. Like many other men here I’ve taken to avoiding those women. And in my continuing efforts to tick them off I’m posting the following by TZ

Wisdom from TZ

You couldn't pay me enough money to be the supporting husband on Deal or No Deal. We were watching as a husband told his wife to take the deal when she was offered nearly $300,000. She ignored him and opened a case that got the offer knocked down to something like $230,000.

Again, he told her, "We can buy a house and you can get your pilot's license. Take the deal." Again, she listened to the other assholes with her and completely ignored her husband. She opened a case and the offer tanked. She did this repeatedly until the offer was twenty something thousand. At every juncture her husband told her to take the deal and she never listened until there were only two cases left.

I said to my wife and kids, "I would divorce her. No kidding. Do Not Pass Go and Do not Collect $200. Take your shoes, your blow dryer and get the hell out." My 12 year-old daughter laughed and said, "You're so mean!"

"I'm dead serious. If mama ignored me and listened to anybody else like that, she'd be gone. As a matter of fact, I think we should create a new show to play after this one. We could call it: 'D or No D' where the Ds stand for 'Divorce'. Let this be a lesson, if your husband is good enough to be married to, then he's good enough to help you make decisions. That's something I want you young bitches to remember."

Wisely,

These women of course like to blame men for everything, refusing to admit that they have problems and issues.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Two posts today

Another Bill.

A few days ago I discovered that a man I know here also has a blog, nice guy. I know him only in a working relationship as he works at the True Value store I have an account at. That’s where I bought my 16 LED lights at. He has become a scooter fan, along with some other fellows around here. I’ll have to get together with them some day and go for a ride with them.

I haven’t started my Honda 150 for a few months now, but spring is coming so there will be some good riding weather ahead. Actually it isn’t bad here now, it’s been a pretty mild winter so far. Anyway, check out the scooter tales at Bill Sommer’s scooting blog. Billy's Scooter Blog We’ve commented to each other on it.

Spotting his blog reminded me of when I was 18, my dad had a service station in Bountiful, Utah that I worked in. I got around on an old Cushman scooter. Back in those days (right or wrong) kids had a lot more freedoms in some ways than they do now, I went everywhere on that scooter on state highways and freeways, and it didn’t go very fast as I recall, maybe 40 miles an hour. A friend and I even took it on a weeks camping trip up in the Uintas.

We spent the last day and night of that trip at my grandmother’s home in Ogden. That was the first time I got drunk and threw up. LOL

Then I traded it in on a used three speed Lambretta, I don’t recall how fast it would go either, but it was a step up from the Chusman. Then dad sold the service station and we moved to Pasco, Washington. My brother and I rode that Lambretta from Pasco to Pinehurst, Idaho and back to visit friends there just before we joined the Navy. Every so often it would heat up and stop running and we had to wait for it to cool down some before going on again.

We spent the nights on the trip sleeping alongside the highway, never even had a blanket or sleeping bag with us, no helmets, not even a drivers license. Just two dumb kids with little money wandering around enjoying a free country. Yup, those really were the good old days.

A special kind of stupid

I moved here ten years ago, with a 1972 Ford pickup with an eleven foot camper on it. A cool 1978 Mercury Zephyr, an 18 foot boat, and all my tools and equipment. Gave the lady I was with a quick claim deed to the home and just left. Money wasn’t important to me.

I moved here with every intention of being a bum. Now I have this little empire, such as it is, but I’m happy with it. I have very few bills and get by just fine. And sometimes I’m reminded to be thankful that I don’t have a partner I’m trying to make happy and keeping me broke because she is always wanting more. I guess I’m a failure as a bum, gotta be a special kind of stupid to fail at being a bum. LOL

I made a breakfast pizza yesterday, made the crust from scratch, used whipping cream I was given in it, it was very good pizza. Helen claims that the split pea soup I made (gone now) was better than in the cafes so thumbs up for my sloppy and inventive ways of cooking.

I took Helen to a knee specialist yesterday, some days she can hardly get out of bed, I hope that he can help her some, we’ll see. If Helen wasn’t 85 years old and wore out we would make a great couple. She is the wisest, sweetest, most un-needy woman I know. Of course it helps that she thinks that I’m the smartest man she has ever met.

While she was at the doctors I went down to the city pier, there is a tower at the end of it and I took the picture from up there. The structure that I added a red line to is covered and there is a bandstand under it, they have music there every Wednesday evening in the summers. I used to take my 32 foot boat over and enjoy it, it was the only way I could enjoy a beer while enjoying the music.

I met and was talking to a young man up on the tower, he is from Alaska but is working here. Has a sort of hook on his left arm, cut off his hand with a saw in high school wood shop. Got a million dollar settlement, pissed it away in 18 months and says he is happier now without the money. I can understand that.

And Helen finely got a handicapped parking permit yesterday. Isn’t Yahoo Freecycle great? I’ve never asked for anything on it, but have spotted few things I could use and got them. And I’ve given a lot of things away on it. Like a VCR yesterday, I don’t need 5 VCR’s sitting around here.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Mutterings

Discovered a check in my sun visor pocket yesterday that a lady gave me almost two months ago for ‘services rendered’, I had forgotten I put it there so I cashed it yesterday. I don’t need the money but I guess I can use it to pay a woman for ‘services rendered’. LOL

Gas, food spur inflation jump in 2007 I’m still ticked that I have to pay the state sales tax on beer, a basic food item.

In an effort to help Sen. Larry Craig, the American Civil Liberties Union is arguing that people who have sex in public bathrooms have an expectation of privacy. Yeah, I always figured that I was entitled to some privacy if whacking off in a public restroom. Actually, for the life of me, I don’t know why anyone would want to do that in such a place. I can understand a male and a female getting it on in one, never done it, but I can picture it. And be okay with it, if u’r horney for each other, u’r horney, so just get it on I guess. If I walk in on such a thing I’ll just be amused and take my leak and mind my business.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

AND THEN GOD SAID

Hey – Where did all the fucking light come from?

Okay, so no God made all the light, shit happened. But there is getting to be some pretty cool things around when it comes to lighting things up. How cool are skylights for example.

A few weeks back I was in a hardware store and bought this super cool 16 bulb LED light that was on sale for twenty bucks. It runs on three AA batteries, not sure for how long though. And I’m going to make a little generator that will run it with out batteries at all.

This is a great light to have around in case of a power outage, or for camping and such, or if they turn your power off because you can’t pay the bill. It has three powerful magnets in the base and will attach to the side of a fridge or stove and such. The base is heavy so it won’t tip over easily, and can be clamped many places. The long flexible arm allows you to direct it at anything. This is a great light to carry around in a car for night time emergencies.

I bought another one a few days ago, it pays to be prepared.

Dr. John says that my God is flawed, I know that, my God is a God in evolution. Jonn doesn’t believe in science even though it is medical science that is keeping him alive. So why doesn’t he drop that and pray to his God to save him? Hey, just asking.

Recession? Bring it on, recessions are good to me. I live as if there is always a recession so I’m always ready for one. And the rich are always looking to save some money and I have many skills so get by just fine.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

New Years Trip - Pic 7

On the edge of Brinnon the parks service provides a parking lot and path to the clam and oyster tidal flats. They are only about a quarter of a mile from the parking lot and it is an easy walk. That observation tower is located at about the half way point.

There are some information boards up there describing the area, it’s pretty interesting, should have taken my spotting scope with me but had left it in the hotel room that morning. It would be a great place for sex on a warm moonlit night. It’ll never happen to me, but I’ll bet others have done it and enjoyed themselves there.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

On any given day

That is a picture of our courthouse, built in 1914, restoration completed in 1999, I like old buildings. The new addition on the back is just blah compared to the front. It’s where the courthouse monkeys work, and some of them do important work there, trying to control the lawless monkeys that are always ending up in court and on probation, things like that, the jail is in the basement. A lot of them are a pain in the butt and should be taken to the county line and told to never come back.

On any given day at any given instant I want to love all of humanity, and for humanity to love me. And for everyone to treat each other right, the problem with that is that so many people are so self centered and needy and greedy.

So on any given day at any given instant I would also like to see about three-quarters of mankind dead, and I’m sure that there are many others that feel just as I do. And I’m sure others think the same about us.

But lets think about what I have to be thankful for. I'm am thankful for my free and clear property, my humble dwelling that keeps me warm in the winter. More food than I know what to do with. The beautiful area I live in. The wonderful old lady next door. The few super smart friends I have that understand me so well.

The beaches and mountains. Kahlua and beer. Oh, and the crock-pot of split pea soup I made yesterday.

Took the plastic bed liner out of the pickup yesterday, tired of it collecting so much rain. Put the canopy back on it, time to start getting ready for camping trips.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Mikhail Gorbachev

Gorbachev is in ways a pretty smart man. At one point, Gorbachev canceled the national high-school history exams because "there was no point in testing their knowledge of lies." No kidding, all countries write history to their liking, especially America.

Gorbachev has also expressed pantheistic views, saying, in an interview with the magazine Resurgence, "Nature is my god."

I wish I had eyes in the back of my head, I could do a better job of cutting my hair.

Dr. John sent me more emails, thinks that I’m a fundamentalist just because I don’t agree with his Christian babble. I have never read his frigging bible so how could I be a fundamentalist? That book is only good for starting campfires with. So I think he is an idiot, millions of other people thinks he is also. His only supporters are the little brainwashed group that follow and support him.

If anything I’m Pantheistic, actually I’m not even that. Unless being so means that I think we are God in evolution. What I am is a cranky pissed off monkey because of how the world is. I got an interesting email from a lady Christian yesterday, hey, just because I’m a card carrying minister and to weddings and funeral services and things like that doesn’t mean I have a religion and am a Christian. Or a Muslim, or a Jew, or a Buddhist, or a Hindu, or any other stupid fucking thing like that. I’m above all that crap.

But I like to tell them how brainwashed and stupid they are, hey, a fellow like me has to have a little fun here…. BBC

I’m going to the war protest

Would the Middle East be better off without Islam and was Christian?

No, not if you grasp a basic understanding of the world and its history. Even if there was nothing but Christians on this planet it would still be a mess. That will never happen anyway, there has always been people that didn’t like Christanity and they spin off to create their own religions.

People hate advice, especially advice on how they should be raising their little monkeys. *rolls eyes*

What are you doing today? I’m going to the war protest to protest the war that stupid fucking Christian leader of this country started.

(Humor)
My wife came home from the doctor's the other day and told me the doctor said she couldn't make love. I've known this for years, but I want to know how he found out.

I was giving my kids a few cookies, and as usual, my 7 year-old daughter scarfed hers really fast. My 9 year-old daughter is slow and still had a couple left. My 4 year-old son was eating his in another room. "Can I have some more?" asked the 7-year-old. "Nope," I said. "You should slow down and enjoy them."
"I do enjoy them," she said. "That's why I eat them so fast." I smiled and patted her on the head. She always surprises me with her ability to express herself. "I wish I was her," she said pointing to my other daughter... "well, I don't really want to be her. I just want her cookies." I gave a hearty laugh and turned to their mother. "I just know she's going to be a Democrat."

Finish each day and be done with it.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

And then there is this idiot

"God's going to give us China. And China will be the largest Christian nation on the face of the earth. They're going to come to Jesus." -- Pat Robertson, with his global predictions after this year's annual conversation with God.

*rolls eyes*

China and India are becoming buddies, maybe Russia will join them. And kick America’s ass. Who knows.

SPECIAL - ON A BIG FUCKING DEAL

Only $10.99 – At Domino’s *snickers*

I got an email from Dr. John yesterday, the brainwashed spoiled overfed Christian minister that visits my blog at times. He doesn’t like me insulting him. *rolls eyes* One thing he said was, “You help people to choose Christianity by your negative example.”

He may have a valid point there, often when you tell people that they are brainwashed or thinking stupid they get all fluffed up and more stubborn about what they believe and defend it even more. On the other hand I’ve told many Christians they had been brainwashed, was thinking wrong, and was crazy and they tended to agree with me.

Reading ANY bibles and studying ANY religions and taking up with one of those cults really screws a lot of people up, like this idiot

I’m guessing that he cut his hand off with a skill saw because he decided that it was wrong to have been masturbating with it after reading a stupid bible. So if he decides to cut the other one off after resorting to using it he’ll have to use a table saw. LOL

I swear, I’m surrounded by fuckin’ idiots. Any good shrink will tell you that masturbating is good for you if you don’t have a partner (even for many that do have partners). For many of us it’s our salvation.

Like Dan’l said in an email to me…. “Any way you read the new testament, Jesus was a roaring fucking liberal, and that's why they pretty much ignore it! (Fundamentalists) Fundamentalist through and through. They listen to so much of that bullshit they actually start believing it. That's why you're forever reading about some dumb bitch who drowns her kids in the bathtub "because God told her to." (I changed his quote a bit)

Face it, mankind is crazy enough without all those religions adding to it. Hell, I don’t have a religion, just a belief that we are God in evolution. We don’t need religions to make us more crazy, mankind is crazy enough without them, I am living fucking proof of that. :-)

Shit, I wouldn’t join any religion that would have me as a member. If you think I’m cutting my hand off with a skill saw you are out of your frigging mind.

I bought two pairs of new shoes a few months ago, wore a pair of them when on my trip, and then put them back up. My old ones are very worn, and getting them too close to that fire a few weeks ago didn’t help them a bit. But I love my old clothes, and clothes don’t define who and what I am. That nonsense is for people with messed up egos.

Tiny bubbles in the wine – make me happy – make me feel fine……. Have a great day, hugs… BBC

New Years Trip – Pic 6

On New Years day, I walked down the highway to the Seal Rock beach and campground, and through it, it’s only about a half mile out of Brinnon. It’s very nice, closed for the winter but I’ll be going back there for some camping next summer. The picture is of some of the beach, on the right are some steps from the campground to the beach. There is a number of access points to the beach from the campground.

I heat my place with a 220 volt two element, two fan wall heater. I noticed yesterday that one side wasn’t heating. A few years back a friend gave me two exact heaters so I installed the backup. Now I’ll keep my eye on one for sale as I’ll need it sooner or later anyway, when I remodel my next room for sure. It sure is nice to be handy and be able to do most things myself.

Now I have to fuss about the world some, don’t want to, just driven by the cosmos to do it.

Democracy was invented in Athens. I question why Americans are so fond of it, other than the fact that they think it gives them a voice. Gives them a voice, ha, ha, ha. Like they would know what is good for them. Like I’ve said in old posts, America is just the Roman Empire reborn here, and I’m sure it will fail just as Rome did.

Germany does not recognize Scientology as a religion and regards it as a cult masquerading as a church to make money. Scientologists reject this view. Of course they would reject it, but I agree that it is a cult, and they do make a lot of money.

I got an email yesterday from a lady that lives just west of me, after I sent her a link to a kid having a fit and she said something that I can fully agree with.

“Now that was funny..................and why I never had children. Children should NOT be raised as the center of the universe. They are NOT in charge. Breaking them of the entitlement mentality is impossible because we are inundated by the media which says that we all have a right to have everything that we WANT right now and then it is not enough when you do get it so ya gotta get more.”

Interestingly, it’s more often than not the child in adults that are controlling them, this is why democracy the way it is practiced doesn’t work. I don’t allow the child in me to always be pestering me for more, but many people do.

Billy Pilgrim made an interesting comment yesterday, “why does no candidate question the pace of growth?” They don’t want to, capitalistic greed depends on more people showing up all the time. Those that work their way to the top in our political system are all agents of the status quo. Americans would be better off tossing them all out and finding some good country folks to run this country, not going to happen though.

He also said, “growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of a cancer cell.” Yup, mankind is just a cancer because he hasn’t got sense enough to control his populations. I did my part, got my wife on birth control, she would have been happy to have six kids.

Permit me to issue and control the money of a nation, and I care not who makes its laws. - Amschel Mayer Rothschild

The real truth of the matter is, as you and I know, that a financial element in the large centers has owned the government of the U.S. since the days of Andrew Jackson. - President Franklin D. Roosevelt

I note with much interest that women want me to love them unconditionally, yet they expect me to accept all of their conditions.

On a spiritual journey? The interesting thing about them is that us that are on them can't seem to come to a collective agreement about what we are because everyone seems to be on their own separate journeys instead of coming together in a common agreement.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

New Years Trip – Pic 5

I drove a few of the back roads to explore the area around Brinnon, and took a lot of walks. Was surprised at the number of homes out in the woods considering how small the town is. There is no way for them to build a bigger economy and they mostly depend on tourists and travelers to support the town I guess. And there are a lot of retired folks there. Some folks go to the bigger cities to work of course.

A man asked me if I had seen the falls, I hadn’t heard of them, they were only three miles away and a short walk off of the road so I went to look at them. The pic is the Rocky Creek Falls, it would be a nice place for a picnic in the summertime.

Everyone running for preznut talks some green talk, about their plans to help save the environment. I would like to know just how green they are. I’ll bet everyone of them live in big fancy places and blah, blah, blah.

Political Bullshit

Is Selfish Capitalism Driving Us Mad?

Not that I assume that anyone values my opinion but my prediction for 2008 is chaos, turmoil, and recession. And our money isn’t going to go as far. Well, as an interested observer, I’m going to the beach. :-)

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Not a New Years Trip Post

I still have things to post about my New Years trip but I’m going to digress for a bit today. Rick got a new (to him) air compressor the other day. An old Speedaire, old but it’s been rebuilt and they are good work horses that last for years. It’s pretty big, about five feet long and almost five feet tall, and heavy.

He wants it installed outside of the shop so I went over there yesterday and helped him get it in place as he was having trouble trying to figure out how to do that. All my friends are idiots but at least they are within walking distance. LOL

So in the next week or so I will be going over there and plumbing the air lines and wiring and building a shelter around it for him. It should serve all his air needs for years.

I got an email from the president of the local chapter of the Insane Chicks Society yesterday also, saying that she was going to have to have a talk with me about ‘insulting’ her some times. You see, she thinks I’m insulting her when I think I’m trying to share some country wisdom about moderation with her.

Too many women want too much, for everything to be nicer, and to have more of it, they think it will make them happy, I know that it won’t. They just have what you can call the Protestant Work Ethic drilled into them. I can relate to that, used to have it myself.

She can have all she wants I guess, as long as she is willing to work her butt off for it, but she won’t own it, it will own her. And I want no part of it, the happiest people I know are just good country folks that have modest homes and possessions and aren’t interested in working their butts off making the rich richer just so that they can have something a little nicer.

Give me a modest home with some wear on it that looks like it is lived and loved in any day over a fancy show piece. You just can’t please women like that and I have no intention of trying anymore. I know plenty of men that just lead quite peaceful happy lives alone and have nothing to do with modern women because they are a pain.

You can call that wisdom or what ever else you like, I don’t care. The happiest woman I know is Helen and she lives in a small basic home, that is all the proof I need.

Is there anyone left out there who does not yet understand that our government is a plutocracy? And if you are reading this I doubt that you are one of them, you just work to help keep them rich. Plutocracy….. A political system governed by the wealthy people.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

New Years Trip – Pic 4

Only one hotel in Brinnon, all the rooms are on the second floor and the rates are reasonable for this area. The first floor consists of the Community Center. I noticed a sign that said “Soup Today” so I went in to check it out. Monday’s and Friday’s they serve soup from 11 to 1. Tue, Wed, Thur they have a meal in the evenings at 5. Great people, very friendly, homemade soup for a buck a bowl, it was potato and sausage and very good.

Some of the folks decided to have a potluck on New Years day so I went to it also. There wasn’t many there, just nine of us, but we had a great time and the food was great. I sat with the couple that are looking back, they used to live here in Port Angeles but moved to Brinnon when he retired. He is 80 and knows Rick’s dad. The lady they are looking at, with the reddish sweatshirt, had made two pans of peanut butter/chocolate fudge, very nice lady, gave me one of them to bring back home. I sure didn’t spend much on meals on the trip. The lady with the coffee cup to her mouth was at the Geoduck on Years Eve. The lady at the other table, in red, runs the hotel, is young, with a baby. Geoduck btw is one of the species of clams in the Hood Canal.

I talked to a few people around Brinnon that didn’t like Californians moving there, I don’t blame them. It’s not that they are not nice folks, it’s just that they move to quite areas and then can’t shut their brains up. They are always wanting more money and fancier homes, to change things and such. Get enough of them here and this place will go to hell, become another California. I’m thankful that what I have is all I need.

It should be noted that from a citizen's standpoint, there's very little difference between a capitalist government and a socialist government.

I bought a great refrigerator magnet the other day. It is a picture of a bunch of monkeys and says “The Monkeys are running this zoo”. How true, and in 380 days we decide on which monkey leads this country for the next four years. Not that it matters, it’s just the next big nut that worked it’s way to the top and has a good and fancy life. This country is so screwed.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

New Years Trip - Pic 3

So on New Years eve I went to the only beer church in Brinnon, it’s a cool place and I talked to a lot of nice country folks. There was a one-man band playing music and everyone was having a good time. And I was having a good time observing, the lady in the blue dress is the owner, and although it isn’t clear in the picture, that is one sexy dress, and made her look pretty hot.

TFWY asked if I got laid on my trip. I’m sure I could have if I was inclined to do such a thing. There was a number of single women at the Geoduck New Years eve, and you know that they are hoping to get laid, that is one reason why they are out. The owner flat out stated that she was hoping to get lucky, and if she drank enough I’m guessing that she did. Booze, helping people get laid for thousands of years.

I sat next to two of them and talked to them some, bought each of them a drink, but didn’t ask them to dance and didn’t want to go home with them, that just isn’t me. However, if the right woman had been there it would have been tempting. Actually, I did get laid, I took my artificial vagina with me. LOL

If it had been summer I would have stayed one more day in Brinnon, but I wanted to get back and check on Helen, she still had plenty of firewood as I stocked her up good so I guess I could have. But it’s only about 63 miles so I’ll go camping there this summer, there are a lot of campgrounds in the area.

The president of the local chapter of the Insane Chicks Society spends her winters in California making big bucks so that she can return here in the summers and spend them on her properties. A tree blew over in a recent storm and fell on a fence, and over the driveway, the people renting the place cut it to clear the drive but cut it on the drive side of the fence so it was still sitting on the fence putting a strain on it, so I went there yesterday and cut it back some more. I’ll consider that my good deed for the day.

Rick got a new ballast for his eight foot fluorescent light fixture so I went over there to install it yesterday, he wanted to turn off the electricity but I wanted to see what I was doing so told him that I would install it ‘hot’ because I wanted the other lights so I could see what I was doing. He fussed that I might electrocute myself, so what? He gets my place if I do so that shouldn’t be any big deal. Oh, wait, first I have to get the will made up to make sure he gets it. LOL

I wonder how many women got beat and killed during the recent football games. None of which I watched.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

New Years Trip – Pic 2

A friend told me the other day that the town of Brinnon has something to do with the actor, Walter Brennan, but I have found no proof of that on the Internet. I know that this area was at one time very popular with movie stars, there is a marina here by the name of John Wayne Marina. The hot springs I have often posted about was once popular with movie stars, but they have long sense moved on and the road to them is now for the most part gone and I have to hike into them, and I’m thankful for that.

But this is about now so I’m going to talk about now. Brinnon is very small, population less than a thousand, when a stranger like me dropped into there I was not a stranger to them, but an instant friend. They are country folk like me, I love Brinnon, it is full of good country folk, modest homes, things like that.

There is just one beer church, the kind of people I serve by doing weddings and funeral services for because they don’t have religions or go to churches, it is about a half mile out of town, that is where I spent New Years eve, well until ten PM when I went back to my hotel room, I was sound asleep when the clock rolled around. But I will be posting more pictures about that evening.

I made a good crock pot of Navy bean soup yesterday, will make some cornbread muffins to go with it this morning. TFWY.... No, I didn't get laid, you didn't really expect me to did you? Not that I couldn't have, but I don't go for one night stands.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

New Years Trip – Pic 1

New Years Trip – Pic 1
I’ll post a picture a day of my trip. Pulling out of my driveway on Monday I decided that I wanted to spend some time on the Hood Canal. The first small town I came to with a hotel in it was Brinnon, Washington. This picture is the view of the Hood Canal from the hotel.

TFWY….. Yes people thought that Einstein was crazy, but he really wasn’t. Look at what he gave science, and he did get a lot of respect later in life. And most people haven’t studied him enough to really understand him and that he was very concerned about peace and how a world should be ran. I know I’m just a monkey also, the spirit has to flow through something, and it’s monkeys like me that should be running this planet.

Terri, you called me a bastard, how sweet of you, hugs.

I put a post on my other blog also. I had said that my next post there would be some thoughts about autism, but have decided that I have nothing more to say about that right now.

My other blog

Video test

This is just a test. A short video of a drive on a back country road on my New Years trip. I'll delete it in the morning. Bill

I’m going somewhere

I’m going somewhere. Don’t know where, don’t feel like going to any New Year parties. Going to go find a small quite town and a hotel with a view of the ocean or lake and kick back in peace and quite and read my book about Einstein. One of the best New Years I’ve had in years was one year when I spent the night in a camper in the mountains.

I might find a beer church there and go in for a while and meet some new friends. Believe it or not, I make new friends easily. Being forever curious about others, what they do, where they have been, etc, it’s easy for me to get them talking about things.

I don’t treat myself very often, yeah, I’m going somewhere. Don’t know when I’ll be back, Tuesday or Wednesday I suppose.

New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, why won't they let a year die without bringing in a new one on the instant. The stupid years patter on with unrelenting feet, never stopping - rising to little monotonous peaks in our imaginations at festivals like New Year's and Easter and Christmas. But, goodness, why need they do it?

The picture is of the mountains in the park, taken from my place yesterday. Celebrate safely. Be careful around the monkeys.

See you in the New Year, hugs…. BBC

It’s Christmas day [Updated]

There won't be another post here until after the new year. Bill

Lets go back a few thousand years and take an honest look at this Jesus guy and what he would be doing on a day like this.

A: He was always bitching about greed and those fucking Romans.
B: He was always bitching about living under the government that ruled him.
C: Yes he swore, a lot at times.
D: He would be enjoying a meal with his friends.
E: He would be drinking plenty of wine.
F: If in fact he ever said that there was an omnipotent God in the sky somewhere he would now see that he was wrong, that God is just a spiritual consciousness.
G: He would be enjoying some great sex with Mary.
H: The Romans thought that he was a troublemaker.
I: Etc, etc.

Now lets get back to the present and the spirit that is still here but sees some things differently than back then.

A: Still bitching about greed and the fucking Romans, reborn in America.
B: Still bitching about the government he lives under.
C: Still swears a lot at times.
D: Parts of him/her won’t even get a meal today and that bothers me a lot. So if you have something to eat today I don’t want to hear you whining about other problems you think you have.
E: I’ll be drinking some beer I’m sure, and bitching because of the lack of peace on this planet.
F: See above.
G: No sex, not for 7 or 8 years now, I haven’t found her this time around since getting on this spiritual journey.
H: Fuck the Romans, this country needs a new government and political system.
I: Screw those bibles, every one I ever tried reading insulted my soul.

You are all a part of this spiritual consciousness but look at this mess. You are supposed to be enjoying and supporting each other and enjoying some great sex with each other instead of always trying to have more and better things and being over achievers and doing things that are so harmful to the planet that supports us. It isn’t hard to bounce around the web and see that there is a lot of sexual frustration out there when that is what you really want more than anything else.

But today Christians will kill Muslims, and even other Christians. Muslims will kill Christians, and even other Muslims. I swear, you are all insane and should be ashamed of yourselves. And there will be plenty of greed to go around today, never mind that many women and children are sitting under trees starving to death.

I’m so ashamed of mankind, evolve dammit, evolve, rise above it all. I’m tired of this so called human race full of monkeys. Tired of being a part of it and it being a part of me. Enjoy your presents, all I asked for was peace, but I see that I’m not going to get it, fuck it, I’m going to the beach while these monkeys use and kill each other.

And in the time it takes you to read this sentence a woman and child will die of starvation. Not that I think many care about that. Virgin Mary my butt. Why do people still believe that crap? Are they really that stupid?

Stay home, be peaceful, and get some good sex you stupid monkeys. And stop making a big deal out of one mans birthday, your birthday is the day that spirit was born in you, make your birthday important. Better yet, get off of spirits planet. Christmas, bah !!! BBC

A song [Updated]

Ho Ho fucking Ho… What a crock of shit… We all work for Santa Clause, we’ve had enough, we quit.
Because we do all the fuckin work while he stars in the show.
Stick your Christmas up your ass…. Ho Ho fucking Ho.

****

Joe was in the corner bar having a few when his friend Phil dropped in and joined him. It didn't take long for Phil to notice a string hanging out of the back of Joe's shirt collar that his friend kept tugging on.

Finally Phil couldn't contain his curiosity, and asked, "What the hell's that string for?" "Two weeks ago I had a date with that dish, Linda," Joe explained, "and when I got her into the sack, would you believe I couldn't get it up? Made me so mad that I tied this string to my dick, and every time I think of how it let me down, I pull the string and make it kiss my ass."

I looked at a number of reflective posts this morning, won't mention all of them, but think that you should look at this one.
Cruel Virgin

Mucking around in a Saturday

Yup, it’s Saturday morning here, and mucking around in a Saturday is pretty much what I will be doing today. Golly, I got a sort of Christmas card in the mail yesterday. I wasn’t expecting a card, I’ve broke most folks of sending me cards and gifts. Actually it’s an anti-christmas card fussing about Christmas, and it came from a lady I least expected to get a card from. My Internet sweetie-pie who gets me spiritually but who’s thinking about other things I sometimes challenge too much. Wasn’t that sweet of her to send me a card from the other side of the world? Interesting that just before I woke up yesterday I was dreaming of kissing her boobs and then I get a card from her. And no, I’m still not going to tell you her name.

We get a lot of emails about Christmas miracles this time of year. If I believed in Christmas miracles I would believe I'm getting screwed this Christmas. I can get pretty delusional at times but I’m not delusional enough to think that is going to happen. :-)

High-speed? Maybe, the cable company is supposed to send an installer over this morning so maybe I’ll get high-speed Internet today. Then I can speed through the Internet Insane Asylum faster. LOL … I’ve been on the Internet for years, and looked at many types of blogs for the last two years. If this is our collective consciousness we are in deep shit. I’m not sure how I feel about getting faster Internet, the extra cost means that I can’t help others as much. But I will try it for a while.

So I have to shut down this computer in a bit, clean off this messy desk, and move my new computer over here as it is the one that is able to accept cable. Then I will have a lot of things to get organized on it to get it to my liking. Will have to request an email address, as I will cancel the ISP service I’ve had for years. So will be giving the new one to the people I feel I can trust with it. And transfer some files from this computer that I have added since the computer shop transferred most of my files. Mostly just emails and links to blogs, but it may be a few days before I have a chance to visit some of you again.

Helen’s hairdresser is on the West side of town so while I was in that area I went over to visit with a lady I’ve known since moving here. She is just the sweetest thing and used to sing with some of the bands around here and came into beer church a lot. But she is failing and mostly home bound so I stop in to visit with her at times. The poor girl is like a living skeleton, just skin and bones. I mentioned her in an old post. She hasn’t got much money and I crawled under her home and through a billion spider webs over a half dozen times to replace a bad wire to the baseboard heater she sits by most of the time. And sneezed and blew out black shit for three days.

I also stopped at a lumberyard in that area just to see what specials they might have. I got a barbecue grill light. Don’t need it for that but it’s a neat light that runs off of 3 AA batteries and has 16 led lights in it. Will sit on any flat surface and has a clamp to clamp it to something, and 3 magnets in the base to attach to a metal surface. It can be used when camping or if the power goes out. After I picked Helen up we went to the buffet for lunch.

I trust science to sooner or later find the answers explaining this universe and creation. I’m damn sure not trusting any bogeyman God in the sky to explain it. As I have been saying all along, God is a scientist. But at this point in time it’s more important to save this planet and it unique life. In general I think that mankind doesn’t want to accept the responsibility of being God because then he won’t have a bogeyman in the sky to blame things on. Speaking of science, take a look at the link, then tell me that you shouldn’t be worried.

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And in other news: Nuns Leave Their Brains to Science…. Why? I’m not interested in what the brainwashed have in their brains. But as I’ve said before, my mother loved being a Catholic, she would screw some men, get a pardon and go screw some more of them. Frankly, I never have figured that any God gave a shit who was screwing who as long as everyone was getting screwed.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Friday already?

Let’s see, Helen asked me to take her to the hairdresser today so that will take a while. I’ll go for a walk around the area while her hair is being prettied up again. I’ve talked about Helen in old posts. New readers don’t know that she is the old lady next door that I look after. That when I met her she was just like a New York bag lady, dirty, smelly, things like that, and had very few friends and never went anywhere. But she is just the sweetest lady, and I made her clean up (I can be a bossy fucker at times if I think I know what is best for someone) and now she is pretty popular. And always grateful that I saw in her what she and others didn’t.

She has the greatest sense of humor also and likes risque jokes, and talking about sex. Sometimes when I’m out in the yard and need to take a leak I just whip it out, if she is looking out her window and watching me I shake it at her a few times, she gets a big kick out of that.

My friends vary a lot, from a few very smart folks to some pretty dumb ones. My dumb ass dipshit friend Rick put his little pickup in the ditch the other evening. He really isn’t dumb, but he drinks until he gets stupid. His pet drunk wife is always driving when drunk also, I think it’s a toss up as to which one of them will end up in jail again next. Some people just never learn that there is a drinking line that they shouldn’t cross because it makes them make bad decisions and do stupid things.

It ruins relationships and they often end up in bed with people they really shouldn’t be in bed with. I didn’t care that my wife drank, but she would often drink until she got ugly. I don’t get very drunk very often, but when I do I’m still a friendly drunk. And I have a firm rule to not go home with women when I’m out drinking and one invites me to. It has nothing to do with morals or what others think they should be, if people want to have sex with each other that is fine with me. It’s just knowing what I need and I know that what I need isn’t there.

As for religions, the brainwashed always refuse to admit that they are brainwashed. But fundamentalist Christians and fundamentalist Muslims, I think that there is something you should know. I butt fucked your fictional God and Allah, and the Devil and his wife and sisters. And your fucking Easter Bunny. And Snow White and the seven dorks. *giggles* Hey, I can butt fuck any fictional thing I like.

I wish that in their profiles that others would say if they are married or have mates or are gay.

It’s a shame that people escape into fiction because they don’t like facing reality.

Some humor…. My children have succeeded in driving their mother crazy. So complete is their success that I found myself uttering these once unthinkable words: "Honey, you need to get out. Go ahead, call a friend and escape for a while. I'll take care of these---things."

With that, she's out the door in 2.5 minutes. She called me from her cell shortly thereafter, "Hi, Honey. What time would you like me home?" "Anytime," I said. "Just have fun." "OK," she said excitedly. "See you Sunday."

The rest of this is a little heavy if you would like to stop reading now.

Anti.... We are "The All". And a work in progress. But that doesn't mean it is going to go in the right direction. Not with all the silly religious beliefs on this rock. Big money and power in all that for them. Even in a lot of the so-called new age stuff.

If mankind does not come to a collective belief and as much as become a collective consciousness that he/she is god in evolution and is responsible for this earth and it's ability to support our physical life forms I think that mankind is pretty much screwed. Maybe in your grand children's lifetime. But many on this planet don’t really care about their grand children, as they don’t see their own omnipresent spirit in them. Well, they do care about their grand children but not in the right ways of looking at things. Some native peoples had it pretty well figured out when they considered the impact of seven generations, but then the so called christians came along and messed things all up. But the thing is, if your grand children can no longer survive here because of over population and all the stupid things done here, neither will your/our omnipresent spirit. Other than in bugs and other critters that is. The problem with trying to explain and fix things wrong with this world with blogs is that blogs do not read like books.

When a new reader starts reading a blog they are just reading the most current posts and not reading from page one like they would a book, following me? I used to think that blogs would become the collective consciousness of mankind, now I’m questioning that.

It was pretty nice here yesterday, got up to around fifty degrees and we had lots of sun.

To steal someone else’s lines because like Helen Keller I’m not sure I’ve had an original thought for like fucking ever. Have a fuckity, fuckity, fucking nice day. :-) Hugs…. BBC

Reminiscing

I guess I’m like many other bloggers, just can’t shut up. Some good news, I'm always so stressed out about all the greed and wars on this planet that it's good to see a bit of good news at times.

Cheaper solar panels

I wonder if the Devil has a blog, if I ever stumble onto it I will have to pop in to inform him that I screwed his wife. *giggles* I’m sure that won’t surprise him, hell, everyone has screwed that slut, and his daughter, Paris Hilton. *more giggles*

I bought an air powered brad nailer that was on sale the other day. So I can nail "I'm a fucking idiot" signs on monkeys foreheads.

I think that men make more sacrifices than women often give them credit for. I did anyway. I was lucky in a way, my wife wasn’t needy and greedy for a lot of things. She wasn’t a fashion and jewelry hound, she didn’t expect expensive meals and dates when I started dating her. But she did have some loose wiring, one of the first things she did was wreck my car. I had traded cars with her for a few days so that I could fix a few little things on her car.

After we got married she wrecked every car we ever owned. I never did get angry or chew her out about it, just accepted it as a fact of life I guess. It got pretty expensive at times though. It was important to me to own a home so we bought one early in our marriage. That didn’t leave room for new cars and fancy things, thankfully she didn’t care.

She did dress pretty nice (sometimes pretty sexy and I liked that) but was a very careful shopper and I never did feel that she was being extravagant. For the first years I was the only one that worked so we didn’t have a lot of extra money. And not being one that cares about a lot of things I didn’t care much about what I wore, she did my clothes shopping and made sure I always had some pants, shirts, underwear and such so I was okay with that. I seldom bought myself anything other than my work shoes that I ordered from Mason shoes.

She always got the nicest car to drive and I drove cheap clunkers. My only extravagance in those years was to build and drive a couple of racecars. But because of my trade and some good sponsors it didn’t cost me much to do that.

One year my ex father in law gave me an old 16 foot boat, we had enjoyed boating as a family, the kids where teenagers by then and I had gotten rid of the old wood boat that we once had. It was old, but it was fiberglass and I was okay with it, but it had a bad motor on it, we had just bought a nicer house and didn’t have the money for a new motor so for a few years it just sat there.

Then I worked a few years for a good man that owned a tire company and he always gave us a good bonus just before Christmas. The first year I used most of it to have a nice custom made mothers ring made for her, and some nice gifts for the kids. I think that ring was the most meaningful gift I ever gave her, she was speechless when she opened the package and was always messing with it.

Anyway, the next year I got an even bigger bonus, and for the first time in my life I bought me something nice. It took some looking to find a good deal but that bonus was enough for a brand new 60 horse power Johnson outboard motor. We really enjoyed that boat, except for the day she damn near killed me when I fell over a ski rig I had made and got stuck to as she was towing me and didn’t back off the throttle soon enough because she didn’t have enough sense to, or something like that.

That was at a summer picnic party that her employer was giving on a lake. I’m telling you, that woman had some loose wiring, she sure had a nice pussy though. When we got home it was still early evening, and she decided that she wanted to ride the gas scooter I had bought for my son. I should have known better than to let her try, yup, she wrecked it and I had to take her to the hospital so they could patch her up. Luckily nothing was broken, but it took them about an hour to pick the lace blouse she was wearing out of her arm and shoulder. Later we was able to laugh about it, there wasn’t any point in getting mad at her, she was always doing things like that, I would have spent all my time being angry but I choose to accept that something wasn’t quite right with her.

I think that the only times I ever got upset with her was when she would get mad at me and try to beat me up, I don’t like it when someone tries to beat me up. I was beat a lot as a kid and I hated that. I didn’t hit her and the kids but when she did that I would defend myself, as she didn’t have sense enough to stop. Trying to get away from her didn’t work because she would follow me. A woman like that is fast and surprising strong.

After I left her she tried it with the kids and they ended up leaving her also and my daughter came to live with me. She did patch it up with our son and he was back living with her when she died. She was the only woman that has ever done that to me, tired to beat me. Well, the last lady I lived with for 12 years did throw something at me once, and was promptly told that if she ever did anything like that again that I would be out of there, and she didn’t, I have little tolerance for angry women. It’s fine to scream and holler at me, I don’t mind that, sometimes tensions flare, but I don’t like anyone hitting me. I had to take it from my parents but as an adult if someone tries beating on me (other than in fun) something in me snaps and they are going to find out that I don’t like that crap. Don’t pay any attention to me, I’m just reminiscing.

Six days until Getmus and world peace. There I go, being delusional again. Can’t have peace with all those monkeys fighting each other. I wonder if my good Christian friend Dr. John will be popping by to wish me a Merry Getmus. He claims that his God loves us very much, I guess that explains why he is always fucking with us

I didn’t have time to visit many blogs yesterday. It was laundry day here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse and I had other things to do also. It’s almost spooky sometimes, I’ll go to bed thinking that there isn’t any cats in here but in the morning I often wake up to one on the bed with me, and one on top of the wardrobe closet looking down at me. Um, mutter, mutter.

Have a peaceful day…. BBC

Aware

I'm well aware that I live on a planet of chaos and unknowns. There is not even any assurance that I will be here tomorrow. It could be an act of God, or Goddamn idiots that takes me out. And God is a goddamn idiot and the universe clearly runs on chaos. You know, that Christian and Muslim God motherfucker must be autistic. But I say that he doesn’t exist at all. (That statement will make some readers laugh, and piss others off, so be it) :-)

So you all should know that I love you (mankind) even though many of you irritate the fuck out of me.

I like to be prepared as I can for things just in case I am still here tomorrow, or next year. There may be a big earth quake, war, the electricity may be out for a month, who knows what may happen.

So yesterday I bought myself a batch of new underwear and socks. I suppose I have enough clothes to last the rest of my life, but if hard times come I don't want to be caught without enough underwear.

Bumper sticker seen on the back of a car: "I wish my wife was this dirty!"

A man complained about having had two unhappy marriages. His first wife divorced him and his second wife wouldn't.

Have a great day you monkeys, hugs…. BBC

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Only two

Apparently there are only two women on this planet that fully understand me. One of course is Helen, the lady next door that I help. She tells me at least once a day how much she appreciates me and she hasn’t got any problem with my beliefs and views. But she is a very wise old lady.

The other one is Terri, she fully understands me and is the only woman in blog land that I haven’t sooner or later tested too much. Mostly because we are in such close agreement on things. I’m thankful that these women are in my life and I’m done looking for my soul mate. I’m just going to give up on that. If she was ever here she must have died.

The only reason I’m posting that graphic is because I like it. Think of the big dog as humanity. Spirit has decided that in general he doesn’t like humanity very much. BBC

Nothing more to say

Most of you don’t understand someone as complex as myself anyway, and this blog has been a waste of time. Go away, leave me alone, you don’t know me because you don’t know and understand yourself, go shopping. Go do whatever it is that you are going to do today to screw the planet up even more.

And I won’t get world peace for Christmas on this sick planet. This blog is on a retreat. I’m going to just sit back and watch things go to hell…. BBC