Being serious today

I started this blog with a serious post, I’m sure that the last post done on it will be serious also even though it has taken a lot of directions since starting it as I honor all about me.

Anger is okay…. I haven’t heard from the president of the local chapter of THE INSANE CHICKS SOCIETY for a while. She was whining about my anger so I haven’t been emailing her, screw her. I’ve seen her get angry also, she just doesn’t like it when you voice your displeasure about something she is doing, or not doing. Like a lot of bloggers, they think it is okay to bitch about things but that no one should bitch about them.

I have learned that fools and idiots are not here to punish you, but to be examples and entertain you.

American public schools are struggling to attract and retain high-quality teachers. Is it time we paid them for performance?

I don’t think the problems in the education system is in the teachers so much as it is the over paid administrators and their stupid ways of thinking and doing things. The teachers are just trying to do what they are told to do.

I find it interesting that so many people love and support ‘democracy’ when it is in fact what is tearing this country apart. My choice would be to live in a benevolent monarchy with a much simpler political system. It’s stupid that we have to pick a new leader every four years when if we do get one we will lose him/her in eight years, what a stupid system. Democracy is a bunch of nine year olds in adult bodies fighting for their own interests, wants, ways of doing things.

And of course trying to fulfil their greed’s. You like that bitch or asshole in the Hummer or big pickup that thinks she/he owns the road and two parking spots? Tough shit, democracy allows them to be that way. Rome failed and so will America, I think that is pretty cool myself. Five percent of the earth’s human population has no right using up so much of the earth’s wealth and resources.

Not only that, they have taught the rest of the world to be needy, and the earth can’t support seven billion people that want it all. Something is going to break. Oh well, don’t worry about it, go buy yourself something nice so you can feel better about yourself.

The Mother Earth Goddess of nature is not picky and selective, she will kill Christians and anyone else she has to until she gets the populations under control again being as humans aren’t smart enough to do it. I’m okay with that, I know a lot of Christians that are harming the earth too much and the planet will be better off without them. They can take it up with their bogeyman God that they think is omnipotent and going to fix everything. It’s ironic that it will get fixed by getting rid of them. He, he, he.

My blog is a good place to rant and vent, then I’m mellow around others here. Holding in anger is not a good thing, people that do that often hold it until they blow up or go crazy and start shooting people. Anger is an honest emotion that should honored and vented properly.

At times someone mentions my big ego, or feeding it. Yes, my ego is huge, it’s the ego of the spirit. That isn't the issue though, the world going to hell is the issue and that alone should be enough to piss anyone off and give them an ego as big as mine.

You monkeys are setting humanity up to fail because you are not caring enough about the planet, yeah, that pisses me off. And my ranting is the best way to get others attention, even though it pisses a lot of them off. Most of you fail to see that it often isn’t Bill Cook talking, but something that is flowing through him. Call it God, Goddess, what ever you like, it’s still just part of the ALL !!!

The ego of Bill Cook could care less about most things other than things that directly affect his puny little human life. The ego of Bill Cook would say something like, “Screw it, I don’t give a damn about the planet and future of mankind, I’m going to build a monster polluting engine and put it in this boat.” Or, “I’m going to put in a shower and take a twenty minute shower everyday.” The ego of Bill Cook is as greedy as everyone else’s, but I keep a handle on it.

Mark my words, one day a whole lot of you will become very concerned. And a lot of you will be struggling just to live and be thankful for anything you have.

Oh, and if you don’t like my blog and posts, well fuck you, don’t read it, I don’t give a shit. See how I am? LOL … This is my place to honor all that I am. Love me or hate me, it’s all the same to me.

Have a great day, simply, hugs…. BBC

Two jokes today

Two friends are discussing politics on Election Day, each trying to no avail to convince the other to switch sides. Finally, one says to the other: "Look, it's clear that we are unalterably opposed on every political issue. Our votes will surely cancel each other out. Why not save ourselves some time
and both agree to not vote today?"

The other agrees enthusiastically and they part. Shortly after that, a friend of the first one who had heard
the conversation says, "That was a sporting offer you made." "Not really," says the second. "This is the third time I've done this today."
….
Into the local pub comes Paddy Murphy, looking like he'd just been run over by a train. His arm is in a sling, his nose is broken, his face is cut and bruised and he's walking with a limp. "What happened to you?" asks Sean, the bartender. "Jamie O'Conner and me had a fight," says Paddy. "That little shit, O'Conner?" says Sean, "He couldn't do that to you, he must have had something in his hand."

"That he did," says Paddy, "a shovel is what he had, and a terrible lickin' he gave me with it." "Well," says Sean, "you should have defended yourself. Didn't you have something in your hand?" "That I did," said Paddy, "Mrs. O'Conner's breast, and a thing of beauty it was, but useless in a fight."
….
I read a lot of world wide news everyday, is it just me or does the world look more ugly to you also? Over population over stresses the planet, especially considering all the things humans do. I guess that instead of getting all worked up over all the killings I should just look at them as a cool form of population control?

I got some of the apple tree trimmed yesterday and then went to the beer church for a few hours to visit with my friends there but soon got bored and came home. Not that I’m an expert at trimming apple trees, my theory is to try to kill it and out of spite it grows back stronger. I do know that vertical branches don’t produce fruit so it’s okay to remove them, or weigh them down for a few weeks to train them to go horizontal. And to cut just before or after a bud depending on what you think you want it to do.

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

Pic taken three hours after the teeth were pulled

I’m trying to out awesome Cher in grossness here so will post a picture of where my teeth used to be. I have thick jawbones I guess so a dentist often has to use extra novocaine on me. As the nice lady dentist found out on Thursday. She was worried about not hurting me but I told her not to worry about it if she couldn’t get them dead enough, that it only hurt for a few seconds during the extraction.

Karen, root canals are for people that want to keep their teeth, I don't. A lot of people have had root canals and ended up having to have them pulled anyway. No teeth, no more worries and screwing with them.

What was the name of Shakespeare’s dog? Crab, Helen won ten bucks from the local radio station for knowing that.

Please excuse Lisa for not being in school yesterday. She had diehre – diarea – direathe – the shits.

Posting pictures of your cute kids

Jay Cam, 2012 hey? Ah, the Aztec calendar. I wouldn't put much stock in that, the monkeys have been making predictions for many thousands of years. Not that I don't expect many ugly things in another four years, but not the demise of mankind.

I give mankind about twenty-thirty more years. WW3 would not wipe out mankind, it may reduce the populations down to a few billion but I see that as a good thing. Maybe the survivors will become wiser and start taking better care of this life-giving planet. Maybe they will stop being so greedy.

Cynnie has a blog that only invited readers can go to, something tells me that it must be mighty interesting being as she isn’t your average Nun. A lot of women that grow up on farms (a fine way to grow up) get mighty interested in sex after always watching the critters do it. I lived with a gal like that for twelve years, she was okay to get along with in most ways and always ready for sex. Best 12 years of sex life I had.

Yesterday I made a chocolate cake, with lots of peanut butter in it. Yummy.

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

It’s a cosmic cluster fuck

Just a reminder from the blogging bastard monkey that all that is being created is being created by cosmic sexual energies. No omnipotent God or plan required.

Did you see that Lake Mead is only half full of water and expected to be empty by 2021? That should have a big effect on Las Vegas, stupid monkeys. Oh well, that place has become a hell hole anyway.

Three local [loco] women called or emailed me inviting me to their homes or out for a meal yesterday. But I see no point in doing something with women that I know I can’t build a decent long-term spiritual relationship with. I’m not here to entertain them just because they find themselves alone on Valentines Day and want some loving. They were alone last year and they’ll be alone next year, they just don’t get why. And this county boy does not mix well with city gals, it’s like water and oil.

VD day (snickers) is the day here when we get our property taxes in the mail. WTF? The auditor must really have a sick sense of humor. “Happy Valentines Day, here’s your fucking taxes.” She could at least make the gum on the return envelope taste like chocolate, or whatever yummy stuff she has on her tits.

Bummer, they only pulled two of my teeth yesterday, I got a different dentist this time, a nice lady with a good sense of humor and she didn’t want to numb both sides of my mouth so just did one side. It wouldn’t be any big deal to me if she numbed both sides, it isn’t like I was going to be trading spit with anyone anyway, or kissing any tits. Ever try to drink a beer with a numb mouth? Good thing no one was here to watch.

Oh, but if any of you ladies want your nipples gummed I can do it out of the side of my mouth. LOL

I got an email from a buddy yesterday, “Only marry if the bitches teeth fold back and handle bars come out of her ears. Oh and she has a flat head to set your beer on ...” Ah come on, that’s funny.

Need a guard that patrols the area for door to door salespeople, certain religious groups, and beggars? You need a granny guard. Granny guard

And here is a cute link. Galaxy
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

It’s Valentines Day

Take your pick of the posted, something to fit almost everyone there. All you have is all you need. What you most need on this day is a hug and to be told that you are loved, nothing more. Well, maybe some sex, I think that everyone should get some sex on Valentines Day, but I leave that up to you, if I want any I’ll have to buy it. Wait, that is what married men are doing anyway.

*Beginning of rant*

I love women, well, my idea of what I think they should be instead of what they are. And I’m going to rant about some of them.

Guys, ya ever notice that single women are always bitching about men? But that when a man starts bitching about women they get their tits all twisted out of shape because they think they are so special? Many of them think they are independent and can do anything a man can do, really? So why are they always calling me to do things for them? Want to go to work, make your own way? Go ahead, on the way home fetch me a twelve pack or I’m not fucking fixing your dinner for you. I’m not brushing your hair, giving you a back massage, or screwing you. Fuck you, I can be a bitch too.

And women are always right, if you don’t believe me just ask a woman. They can twist being wrong around into being right, in their minds.

CEDARFLAME said... Masturbation is making love to the one you love the best. I can’t entirely agree with that but taking care of my need that way sure beats being able to avoid dealing with the kind of women that are available to me.

Cecile can look at women through rose colored glasses if she likes but she is half my age and isn’t a man that sees women in the ways that many men are beginning to. And a heck of a lot of women don’t like how many women are either. She thinks the world would be a better place if women ruled it. I fully disagree with that, I’ve seen a lot more than she has, but I’m willing to let them take a crack at it, us men can just go do the things that interest us.

I’ll tell you what would happen if women ruled the world, women would be fighting each other and killing each others kids. There are a lot of greedy women on this planet and greed is one of the biggest reasons for wars. And when women get pissed off they are total bitches.

I talk to a lot of married men, and have observed that many women have gotten so spoiled and needy, not really caring about the planet, that even the husbands are bothered by them. The only reason they stay in the marriage is that they like the sex when it happens. I can’t do that, put up with a needy woman that is never happy with what she has and always wants more. Spoiled women don’t like me, and I’m okay with that because I don’t like spoiled women.

All Helen wants today is a hug and I’ll go over and give her one after she gets up. Well, she’ll want a piece of the cake I made, but big deal. It doesn’t take much to please Helen.
*End of rant*

And I’m having three teeth pulled today, Yea !! Only six teeth left in my whole mouth, that much closer to gumming excited nipples if the right woman ever shows up. Not that I’m holding out much hope for that. Very few women on this planet get me spiritually.

I hope that you have someone to share this special day with.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

But – It’s only Wednesday

Yeah, so I fucking lied, I have a mental illness called “Blogging” and it’s hard to stop. I do well just to keep the posts short, yup, just a blogging bastard. So how are you other blogging bastards and bitches doing today? *snickers*

I don’t like our political system and way of government, and I’m not real excited about any of the current front runners. I don’t think any of them are capable of entertaining us with blow jobs or screwing someone on a White House couch until we catch them. By god, as hard working taxpayers we deserve at least a fucking blow job once in a while.

I think Americans should make me the preznut, I can’t make things any worse and with the preznuts salary I could afford to hire hookers to entertain you with at times, maybe you could catch us fucking on a White House couch. Yeah, I’d hire an ‘escort’ to help me host state dinners, flash a bunch of cleavage at those ignorant Muslims. You want her for dessert boy? Go ahead, she’ll lay right on the table for you, the rest of us will just leave the room, and call the news media. *snickers*

I whipped up a yellow cake mix yesterday, instead of using a 1/3 cup of oil I blended in about half a cup of peanut butter. I like to fuck with my amazing piece of shit mind that way. It’s real good, reminds me of something I, um, once stuck my tongue in. Helen loves it, wants me to make another one as soon as it is gone. I swear, that woman is a dessert slut, and I’ll give her most of it, I’m more into tits than cake.

I also made a crock-pot of 15 bean soup, 15 fucking different kinds of beans. With a whole pack of fucking hotdogs in it, yup, it’s good also.

In the news
Anthropocene

Consumerism is a greedy society's religion.
Folks need to curb their love affair with debt.
Remember, that new car smell fades to fat car payments. Without a car loan, you have more financial freedom. George Bush and the capitalists want you to shop, are you sure that is wise? Yes, I know that it will make them richer, but do you really think it will help you?

Yesterday I went to Peggy’s home and removed the moss off of the side of her home. Today is laundry day here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse.

For those who understand, no explanation is needed. For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible

So my dear reader, I leave you with this message from Henry David Thoreau to put on your mirror or carry on a note card in your pocket: "A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone."

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Spring is coming

I'm going to stop wasting my time blogging for now and do more useful things.

Our ancestors

A walk about

While Helen was at the hairdressers yesterday I took a one-hour walk. I walked around Lincoln Park and the fairgrounds. Went into the park to look at some old log buildings and came upon a pond with a bunch of ducks on it and they came over looking for a handout. But I didn’t have anything for them. I have some cracked corn here that I bought for the quail but they won’t eat it so maybe I will take it to the ducks.

During a good manners and etiquette class, the teacher says to her students, "If you were courting a well educated young girl from a prominent family, and during a dinner for two you needed to go to the toilet, what would you say to her?"

Mike replies, "Wait a minute, I'm going to take a piss." The teacher says, "That would be very rude and improper on your part." Johnny replied, "Sorry, but I need to go to the toilet. I'll be back in a minute." The teacher says, "That's much better but to mention the word 'toilet' during a meal, is unpleasant."

So Charlie says, "My dear, please excuse me for a moment. I have to go shake hands with a personal friend whom I hope to be able to introduce you to after dinner."

Cyniee asked about how I live. I live in a small old one-room house that was built way back during the depression. I gutted it out and completely redid it with new wiring, insulation, vapor barrier and wallboard. I also installed a foam cell ceiling, instant insulation. It's warm and comfy and cheap to heat.

There was later other rooms added to each side of it. One side I use to store all my tools and equipment. The other side is waiting for me to gut out and redo it, then I'll have twice the room.

That will make my total living space about 12 X 30, but that is enough for one person.

I own the property free and clear and have storage units on it to keep all my crap in, and I have a lot of crap. LOL

Someone on The Gods Are Bored made a comment about my vague masturbation comments. Hey !!! My masturbation comments are not vague !! Since when have I ever hid behind vague comments? Just saying.

Damn, the switch on my coffee maker is stuck on the on position. Oh well, I’ll just pull the plug when it isn’t needed, that is how basic country folks deal with such things.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

There’s nothing like a beautiful sundown

What?

You got a problem with that? Hell, even Christians do that, maybe they do it more than others, get over it. I’m not much into a woman kissing my dick, but I’m really into kissing her boobs. But that is just me, it takes all kinds.

I’m taking Helen to the hairdresser today, her only extravagance in life is a trip to get her hair washed and set once a month. And a perm every six months, it’s only 15 bucks for the wash and set and I think such a wonderful woman deserves that much. And we have to help her hairdresser pay for another trip to Hawaii. *rolls eyes*

Long time readers know that when I met Helen that she was like a New York bag lady and I cleaned her up some.

I’m in the corner market yesterday when a man walking behind me says, “Bill Cook is a twerp”. It was Jim, an interesting man that I only see a few times a year, so we stood there and talked for about ten minutes. His wife died last Friday but he is taking it well, they knew that it was coming as he had been taking care of her for a few years.

He’s thinking he may sell the big home and take to living like I do. Men admire how I live, not so women. What ever, not having one saves me a lot of money.

I see in the news where marriage is only going to get worse. Sadly, I have to agree with that, women (I’m generalizing) just keep getting more needy and hard to get along with.

The night before her wedding, the bride-to-be talked with her mother. "Mom," she said, "I want you to teach me how to make my new husband happy." The mother took a deep breath and began, "When two people love, honor, and respect each other, love can be a very beautiful thing..." "I know how to fuck, mother," the bride-to-be interrupted. "I want you to teach me your lasagna recipe."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

More of Rick's work

My friend Rick called me yesterday to let me know that there was room in his dumpster in case I wanted to get rid of anything. Mostly I recycle but some things are just junk and garbage so I took some things over there to put in it and we drank a few beers and talked for a while. Rick and I are really good friends that help each other without keeping track of who owes who what. We figure that it all evens out and we aren’t on this planet to get rich anyway.

I like the pattern and design he came up with for the pickup seat. The colors are a little off in the picture but you can see what fine work he does. And he uses quality materials and screws no one, I’ve seen him do very difficult jobs that he wasn’t happy with and just tell the customer there was no cost, to just take the job because he was done fucking with it. Boy, do they make out, because the work is great, just not up to the standards he holds himself to.

And he is doing a ragtop on a VW Super Beetle, do not try doing this at home, they are very complex and I assure you that you will fuck it up. He also has an old Chevelle in the shop that he is putting a leather interior in. Leather is just a fucking ego trip, you do not get a perfect interiors with leather because cow hides are not perfect and often do not lay right and things like that. And go to hell because people do not take care of them.

I wouldn’t want a leather interior myself, my ego doesn’t require it and I don’t want to take care of a fucking cowhide. Hell, once it’s dead and skinned I can’t even lift it’s tail and screw it. *giggles*

His brother gave me two bucket seats to put in my pickup as I want to get rid of the bench seat so I can build a storage console being as I always pack so much stuff around, I tore one apart the other day and I’m confident that he will redo them well and we are going with cloth, I don’t like my butt crack sweating on vinyl, that just isn’t me.

I don’t know why women visit my blog as much as I fuss about them. But I put my fussing on my other blog this morning. My other blog

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Beer run

This is how an ecologist makes a beer run. It’s a Schwinn S350 electric, a sweet little scooter for any trips up to twelve miles. And cheap to operate. I bought it about four years ago.

Here is your horoscope for the day…. Shit will happen, and the cosmos doesn’t know what it is going to be. And neither do the monkeys that write horoscopes.

It’s Wednesday, laundry day here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse. I like my monkey undies clean.

On my walk yesterday a man stops beside me and asks where I’m going. “Crazy, care to join me?” – “Fuck man, I’m already there.” – “Was it women that drove you there?” – ‘Yup, been staying away from them.” – “I’m learning to do that also, other than to just talk to them.”

“Want a ride?” – “Na, I’m just out for a walk with my thoughts.” – “Okay, have a good day.” – "You to, take care, stop by for a beer someday, I’ll build a fire in the Franklin and we can have a fireside chat.” – “Will do.”

If Tyranny and Oppression come to this land, it will be in the guise of fighting a foreign enemy.

Einstein was 4 years old before he could speak.

Isaac Newton did poorly in school and was considered "unpromising".

Beethoven’s music teacher once said, “As a composer, he is hopeless.”

When Thomas Edison was a young boy, his teacher told him he was too stupid to learn anything and suggested that he pursue a field where he might succeed by virtue of his personality.

Hey, have a great day, hugs… BBC

Slack day – You take up the slack

Yup, you have to wonder at times just who you are dealing with when blogging. Not everyone is as transparent as I am.

Yup, I love my computer because some of my friends live in it, but I have plenty of friends here that I interact with also.

A man goes to a new doctor for a physical, and during the exam the doctor is amazed to discover the man has five penises. "I've never seen anything like this," exclaims the doctor. "How do your pants fit?" The man responds, "Like a glove."

One Thing I learned from pressure is to try to have fun with it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Feeling Supercalifragilistexpialdiocious

Remember that phrase? As I recall, it came out in the sixties.

Comics I read daily. For reasons I won’t try to explain.

9 Chickweed Lane - Andy Capp - Arlo and Janis - B.C. – Betty - Big Nate - Classic Bloom County – Boondocks - Brewster Rockit – Candorville - Clear Blue Water - Cow and Boy – Dilbert – Doonesbury - For Better or For Worse - Frank and Ernest – Frazz – Garfield - Get Fuzzy – Jumpstart – Momma - Non Sequitur - Over the Hedge – Peanuts - Pearls Before Swine - Prickly City - Rose is Rose – Shoe - Wizard of Id - Working Daze – Ziggy – Sinfest. And if I have time, some others.

No, I didn’t watch the game yesterday, I think football is a stupid fucking game played by and watched by monkeys. Um, did I just offend you? Tough, get over it. I was at the beer church when the game started, had dropped in to give Midge a birthday card and hug and then got into an interesting discussion with a lady I hadn’t spoken to before.

The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn.

Got an email from the president of the local chapter of The Insane Chicks Society yesterday, she said. Listen to yourself. So much anger. I shot right back with, “Whatever, I'm not the only person on this planet that doesn't like how it is.”

The Pessimist complains about the wind, the Optimist expects it to change and the REALIST adjusts his sails. (I’m all three, what about you?)

I make stuff up – had three bags of mashed potatoes in the freezer – put some in a bowl – cut up a package of Little Smokies – graded up a chunk of cheddar cheese – added some garlic flakes and celery salt and mixed it all up – put in a pan and baked it at 350 degrees for 30 minutes – Made up a cornmeal biscuit mix and put on top of it and baked it for another 20 minutes. It’s really good – I like to make stuff up based on what I have around here.

The more people there are on this planet, the more chaos there is, a lot of it ugly.

When all the trees have been cut down,
When all the animals have been hunted,
When all the waters are polluted,
When all the air is unsafe to breathe,
Only then will you discover you cannot eat money.
Cree Prophecy

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

A friendship fuck?

I was talking to a woman yesterday, an attractive lady with a nice body. Things were going well and I was enjoying the conversation, then she invited me over to her place to spend the night. I see that as a compliment of course, but I don’t do friendship fucks. I’m normal, I’ll admit that she is the kind of woman that had me thinking about sex with her, but I wasn’t about to suggest it.

Did that once when I was younger though. We where just friends and she was a nice basic woman that was easy to get along with. A number of us were at, um, someone’s apartment drinking and talking the evening away and she made a few remarks suggesting that she wouldn’t mind having sex with me. At least it seemed like that to me but sometimes I’m not always sure.

After the others left we decided to sleep there for the night rather than risk driving to the places we lived. She was going to sleep on the couch and I was going to sleep on the floor. After the lady that lived in the apartment went to bed I went to the bathroom to take a leak and when I came out she was snuggled down on the couch.

I’d had enough to drink that I was brave enough to go to the couch and ask her if she was still awake. She said, “What do you think?” Shoot, she had been waiting for me to come to her. So I started kissing her boobs, nice boobs by the way. And we had some great sex with each other. In fact it was so great and we where so good together that way that we kept doing it for a few months, every time we got the chance.

But it wasn’t a situation that could last, I didn’t love her in any deeper way, we were just good friends, so after a few months I moved on, that of course hurt her and I didn’t want to hurt her. As I said, she was a very nice lady. Since that time I have chosen to not do friendship fucks because feelings are always involved and attachments are often made. There may be exceptions, that is just how I look at it.

Having said all that, would I reconsider and do a friendship fuck in the future? Who knows, I’m human, we have defective brains. I guess it would depend on how nice she is and how easy she is to get along with. Nice basic women that are easy to get along with always have an effect on me. And from what I’ve read and seen in the past I know that sometimes they turn into good healthy relationships. A lot of couples seem to have started out just being friends that were screwing each other and it turned into something deeper.

I don’t know how it is in other parts of the world but in general American women are so screwed up. They think about love of course, but they think about it in the wrong ways it seems to me. It has come to my attention (remember that I’m generalizing) that they don’t want much want to talk about love until they have been to bed with you. Then if they like the sex they get attached to you.

Have you had any experiences like that and are willing to share your thoughts on that subject? I’m sort of confused about some of this stuff. But maybe friendship sex is okay? After all, almost everyone needs to get laid.

(A joke)
Billy wakes up in the middle of the night and hears strange sounds coming from his parents' bedroom. He sneaks up and nudges open the door, and sure enough, Mom's got her legs wide open and Dad is plowing her like there's no tomorrow. Billy gasps and runs away.

Dad just chuckles, but Mom slaps him and says "Dear, you'd better go and talk to Billy, I'm afraid we've upset him!"

Dad walks down the hall to Billy's room, and nobody's there. So he walks further down the hall and hears strange noises from the guest room. So he sneaks up and nudges the door open to find little Billy pumping away, fucking his grand-mother hard.

Dad shouts "Billy! What the hell is wrong with you!" Billy looks over his shoulder and replies "Yeah, it's not so funny when it's YOUR mom, is it?" …. LOL

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Ah, to own your own place

I was looking at real estate ads the other day-how can people afford homes anymore? It’s pretty hard to find something for under 200 grand. I know a lot of people that can’t afford a down payment on anything-in part of because how they spend their money-but still-homes are too expensive considering what a lot of people are still making.

But the one bedroom mobile with the half bath should be affordable for anyone, at least they will own their own home. Still happy I own my place and there are no payments on it even if it isn’t good enough for most women. I did meet one woman that was okay with it but she had about 13 wires that were to loose and she never got invited to move in. Nice boobs though. LOL

I bought an 18 foot trailer once and was going to kick around the country some. But ended up in bed with a gal the day before I was going to leave and then moved in with her, then we bought 20 acres and I started building a home on it. It didn’t last but we are still friends.

My current rig is a 1996 Dodge Dakota pickup-needed a pickup for my work to carry tools-equipment and building materials-and pulling my camp trailer and hauling camping gear. I’ve had it 3 about three years-got a great deal on it and it’s in good shape. Had to put a water pump in it just after I got it but other than that it has needed nothing. So yesterday I put new sparkplugs in it and cleaned a windshield washer squirter that was plugging up. And thanked it for the great service for three years.

All the plugs in it where loose-some idiot hadn’t seated them properly. That is why I don’t like others working on my rigs-to many sloppy mechanics on this planet. But having been a master mechanic for years and still having all my tools I can fix my own rigs-and save a lot of money doing it.

If something in the electronics goes out I may need help diagnosing it but I have some mechanic friends and once I know what is wrong I can fix it myself.

I screwed up yesterday and put a bad link in a comment, one of my favorite comic’s sites is Sinfest Not Bad Tux.

I converted a brownie mix to a cake mix yesterday, added two cups of flour and dreamed up some other crap to put in it and it turned out very good. Took a piece over to Helen and she claims it is the best. Now she will pester me for it until it is gone. And she will get most of it, she eats more sweets than I do, she is a sweet whore. But stays thin, I think she has worms, I should go to the vet and get some worm killer shit. Hell, she eats a lot more than I do, I always make her bigger servings than I do for myself.

I’ll buy five candy bars and end up giving her four of them. But she is so sweet and easy to get along with that I’m more than willing to give her more than what I get. But she doesn’t like seafood, so I get all the oysters, isn’t that fucking great?

The detective was leafing through the suspect's crime history folder. "Hmmm, quite a record." he said. "Shoplifting, hit-and-run, disorderly conduct, armed Robbery, sexual assault, rape, man-slaughter..."

"Yeah, I know." said the prisoner. "It took me quite a while to figure out what I was good at."

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Wii

First, on my walk yesterday I was walking along pondering on things like I’m always doing when I noticed a little bird sitting on the asphalt about three feet away from me so I stopped and spoke to it. “Hi little bird, are you injured?” It just stayed hunched down right there so I pulled out my camera and snapped a picture of it. Then it flew off.

I like to think of this post as an intellectual discussion with some humor in it.

I didn’t know much about Wii, but keep hearing about it, so I checked it out some. I see it as one of the infants of emerging virtual reality. I can see where it would be popular with youth and games, but will it help them with their homework? Or is it just going to produce more fat kids, see an lot more of them these days than when I was young.

Some adults seem to want it to use as a sort of exercise aid, that seems to be the excuse they use for buying it. My best guess that like many exercise aids they will use it for a while and then it will join the other exercise aids that don’t get used. Face it, forced exercise is generally boring to most people. I wouldn’t buy one for that reason, I like to get my exercise the old fashioned way, in the real world, walking, hiking, swimming, splitting wood, dancing, working, making things, things like that.

But virtual reality is very interesting, I’ve experienced some of it and studied it some. I can assure you that when virtual reality gets to the point like shown in some Star Trek episodes that people will be getting their sex that way. Great sex without having to interface with another human brain because it will be programmed for great sex only and not with her mind wandering off about kids, shopping, what you are doing wrong, or whatever. The same goes for men also of course. That will be cool I guess, but for now humans have to interact with each other as we have for thousands of years, on all levels.

I can see that if adults could get Wii software that they could use as a sexual aid that it would be popular with them. Maybe it is already available, I don’t know. Again, I don’t know but I’m guessing that manufactures are gearing up to make machines that you use with the Wii. That’ll be a great way to get more money out of you.

I don’t play the games that are on my computer now, I’ll pass on the Wii, it’s just a passing fad to sell you and will soon be replaced with something else they want to sell you. I’ll pass on it and keep the money and keep my exercise in the real world. I find it much more interesting and productive and it does a great job of keeping me in shape, for my age anyway.

You can find them on Ebay, I’ll bet many of them are for sale because the owners found that they didn’t use them after the newness wore off. But I’m guessing they won’t admit that. When people starting admitting that they’re not being used the prices will go down. A person might even find one on Yahoo Freecycle if the owner doesn’t want to deal with selling one.

Just because there is a lot of technology out there it doesn’t mean it is going to make my life better, or that I need it. Only that I could stay broke trying to keep up with it all. Give me some technology that will give everyone a ten dollar a month heat and light bill.

There are women around here that think of me when they are sexing themselves. Interesting, I hope they are having a good time. Many years ago I once told a big flirt/tease that we were going to have some great sex later that evening. She said that wasn’t going to happen, I assured her that it was going to happen and the fact that she wasn’t going to be there in person would most likely make it that much better. That shut her up. LOL

I’ll close with the words Melody used to sing in the beer church. “Get it up, get it in, get it on, but don’t mess up my hairdoooooo.” There was a wild one that I was smart enough to not get involved with, I enjoy observing wild women, but I want them to stay on their side of the fence. She is very talented and energetic, but she can’t stop screwing up her life and I didn’t want to be a part of her drama. But I didn’t mind when she wanted to show us her boobs. LOL

I’ve passed on a lot of offers of sex the last eight years, but I’m not getting into any relationships that I know are not right for me.

Hey, have a great day, hugs… BBC

How to have a popular blog

Talk about sex, toss in some humor.

But I started this blog for other reasons. That hasn’t been effective so I’m wondering what direction I should take it, or if I should just stop doing it.

I take a walk most days, yesterday I walked to the north end of Gales street where it swings west on the bluff overlooking the sound. It’s not a great shot, but I did at least get one of an Eagle in a tree. Click on it to make it bigger.

Argh !!! My dental appointment got changed, to February 14th. Valentines day, oh well, I hate dentists. I don’t hate them, I just hate them working on my mouth, I hate the shots and will be happy when another needle is never stuck in my mouth. I can take a lot of pain, but I hate needles in my mouth. It doesn’t last long, but I still hate it. They don’t even offer a boob or butt cheek to hold on to during the shot, what is with that?

Not that I would want to hold the boob of my current dental assistant. She is cute, friendly and blonde, I like her, but come on, she is skinny and if she has boobs I’m not interested in them. Skinny women without much for boobs don’t do a thing for me, I like women with some meat on them. Oh well, in her favor I won’t be reaching for her ass, at least she has that going for her. LOL

If I do any weddings that day it will have to be in the afternoon and evening. I don’t advertise that I do them, it’s just word of mouth, maybe I should advertise, they are fun to do and pay well, not that I charge that much.

Anyway, sorry ladies, but it will be a while longer before I’ll be gumming any nipples. If however you would like a rain check let me know. *snickers*

A forty-year-old hillbilly carried a younger hillbilly into the doctor's office, deposited him on the examining table, and said, "See if you can patch him up doc. I shot up his rear end like it was a tail on a possum. Don't hurt him none, 'cause he's my son-in-law."

The doctor said, "Why would you shoot your son-in-law?"

The hillbilly said, "He warn't my son-in-law when I shot him."

If you love something, set it free. If it just sits in your living room, messes up your stuff, eats your food, uses your telephone, takes your money, and doesn't appear to realize that you had set it free, you either married it or gave birth to it.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

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.

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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.

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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.

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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