Camping story #1 - Lyre River

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So on Wednesday I left home about 9:00 AM, picked up Molly at Rick’s shop and went to the Lyre River campground. It’s a free campground managed by the Department of Natural Resources. There are about 15 campsites and two, um, outhouses, shitters. It’s only 25 miles from my place so it is quick to get to.

The natives called it Singing Waters but when our ancestors came and started taking it away from them a Captain Kellett changed the name to the Lyre River, after that ancient musical instrument. Just after arriving there I spotted a quarter so I figured that as a good sign.

There weren’t many campers there so I picked campsite #1 at the end of campground, figuring that at least I wouldn’t have other idiot campers on both sides of me. Idiots on one side of me is about all I want to tolerate. They are fair sized campsites so no one is real close to other campers anyway.

I bought my tent some time ago but had never put it up before, I just bought it in case I needed it for emergencies, if my place burned, earthquake, company, etc. Because I had a big boat in the marina this is the first time I’ve gone camping since moving here.

So I pull it out of it’s nice case and spread it out to put up. This is not a 30 second pop-up tent, it takes some work to put it up. So I fiddle with it for about 20 minutes and think to myself, “Hum, I’d better look at the instructions”. LOL, I’m not such a frigging idiot that I won’t read instructions when I need to.

It starts going faster until I get to were they say, “Have a person go inside the tent and hold it up”. WTF? I’m alone here except for Molly who is only 10 inches tall and a stupid dog. So I get out my folding camp saw and cut a straight branch about six feet long to hold it up while I install the fiberglass rods on the outside that supports it all. Once it is put up one time it’s pretty easy to do it the second time, I’ve put it up on Helen’s lawn for it too dry and then I will clean it and put it back in it’s carrying case.

One stupid thing about this tent is the “brow”, the flap over the doors. It doesn’t stick out far enough and when it is raining the rain runs into the tent when you open the door flap, or if you don’t have the bottom zipper closed. I rigged up an extension to the brow and will have Rick sew on a better one.

One of the first things Molly managed to do was rap her chain around one of the cover ropes and stake about three times. But I will write about Molly in another post.

By noon I had the camp set up pretty well and Molly and I spent the rest of the day goofing off and going for walks. Along toward evening Molly and I took a little walk and I spotted a rig with Illinois plates on it so I stopped to ask the man were he was from, Chicago. We talked for a while, he is just bumming around checking out the country, then I started a small campfire and just enjoyed the evening and blew some soap bubbles.

So the Singing Waters is a fast moving river and I wasn’t used to all that noise at night when sleeping and I kept waking up, but I got used to it after a few nights. I’ll be doing a number of posts about the camping trip, a single post would be way too long.

And, the vice president of the local chapter of the Insane Chicks Society called last evening and I’m going to her place for lunch today. I don’t think she can get on my journey with me so I reckon it’s pretty much a waste of time, but being the fool I am I will go.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m baaaack !!

I decided to stay out camping for yet another extra day, I got back about noon today (Sunday). Now I have to get the pickup unloaded and put the tent up on the grass to dry and clean it, things like that.

I will be doing a number of posts about the trip starting tomorrow, with some pictures. All I have to say about it right now is that some man in the campground must be afraid of public toilets and stands over it to take a crap. I had to clean the ring twice before I could use it myself. So I left a note on the wall by the toilet, it said.

IF YOU HAVE TO STAND TO TAKE A CRAP
-RAISE THE RING-
YOU IDIOT !!!
THERE IS NO REASON TO CRAP ON THE RING.

Like it say’s on my coffee cup, I’m surrounded by fuckin’ idiots.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Checking in

It’s cool to be away for a few days and return and boot up my computer too hear it say, “Hey Billy, lets rock and roll”.

It was wonderful to be out camping during the summer solstice, even though it rained most of the day yesterday. I just came back to town to do a few things, check on Helen, and get more firewood, have decided to go back for another day and night.

Have a great day, hugs…… BBC

Going Camping

Got the roof on out at Granny’s yesterday after eating breakfast there. Terry really didn’t have an idea how to install metal roofing on a 12-6 (45 degree) pitch roof alone and he could have screwed it up or got hurt. Working together it only took us two hours. Then one of his cute daughters made me a double chocolate, double malt shake, yummmmy.

Then I stuck around for a few more hours and installed the paneling on the inside pitch ends as Terry has trouble figuring out angles. This building is to be used for storage and won’t have a flat ceiling in it, but a pitched one. He built the walls wrong, didn’t have an extra stud in the corners to nail the paneling to so I had him install nailers and instructed him on how to install nailers in the pitch over the paneling I installed for when the ceiling paneling goes on.

By next week he should have the insulation in the ceiling and I will go back out and help him install the ceiling panels. The rest of the building he should be able to finish himself.

When I got back to town I stopped at beer church for a beer and to see what as going on, Sally was there and it’s always nice to talk to her. Then I went to Rick’s shop and Betty had left a jar of homemade pickled beets for me, yum, will take them camping with me.

After doing the laundry early this morning I’m leaving on my camping trip, and Molly is going with me. Molly is Rick’s little half-breed pug dog, he is going to Olympia for a few days to work on some custom cars and can’t take her, but she can go camping, she is laid back and won’t be any problem at all. The long walks will do her good.

I expect to be back sometime Friday and will do an afternoon post.

As for the cartoon posted here, people easily forget to care for the earth when they want something. And many just don’t care period, I know a lot of people like that.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

More than they say

Impossible to get too carried away with a good rant.

When people ask me to help them it’s always more work than they say it is. And I screwed up, I had told Terry that I would pick up the roofing at the lumberyard and I completely forgot too. But the building has a lot more work that needs to be done to it so we worked on other things yesterday. I’m going back today and we will install the roofing. I’ll go back out for a few days next week and help him to the inside ceiling as it’s hard for one man to do it alone and there is a few things that he’s not sure how to do properly.

“Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.”

I contend that in the future, because of science, stem cell research, learning the ins and outs of genetics, that all people will be attractive and free of many of the ailments and defects that beset humans.

Yes, I understand that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder but lets face it, there are some pretty ugly people on this planet and no one wants to be ugly, deformed, have an illness, or have handicaps. The other evening a lady told me how handsome I am, I’ve heard that more than once over the years. I think that I’m okay looking, but not particularly handsome. And I think my advancing age is making me less so.

The question is not whether we will die but how we will live.
Nothing causes self-delusion quite so readily as power.

While at church attending Sunday services, an elderly couple had the following whispered conversation.
"I just silently passed some gas, what do you think I should do?" asked the wife. He replied, "Put a new battery in your hearing-aid."

I finely got the well used and abused little scooter motor running pretty good, and will return it to the boy I mounted it on a bike for next weekend when he is at his dads place.

I talked to the crazy chick last evening, I will go to her place next week too visit her. But I think it may be stupid of me to keep doing that, we have different objectives in life.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Reaction

Sometimes I just like to say off the wall things to see what kind of a reaction I will get. So I’m talking to a lady that I know pretty well yesterday and she asked me why I didn’t wear my dentures all the time. I said “Because you might want your nipples gummed”. Ha, ha, ha, she handled it pretty well.

I trust that everyone had a good fathers day yesterday, Helen treated me to breakfast out, other than that I hadn’t planed anything special for it.

Avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat by simply using the sink. LOL

The latest telephone poll taken by the Florida Governor's office asked whether people who live in Florida think illegal immigration is a serious problem.

29% of respondents answered: "Yes, it is a serious problem."
71% of respondents answered: "No es una problema seriosa."

You only need two tools: WD-40 and Duct Tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the WD-40. If it shouldn't move and does, use the duct tape.

Remember: Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

“What’s popular is not always right. What’s right is not always popular”. I saw that bumper sticker, and others of an earth nature on a ladies rig yesterday, I figure that she is a goddess of the best kind, so I waited until she came out of the store and I complemented her on the good choice of bumper stickers she had.

I’m trying to keep my posts short, ha, ha, ha. I’m cataloging links to all my old posts in a word document and then I will start going through all of them and picking out the good and important stuff, removing the muttering, and putting it all in a book form where all that I say will flow better and make more sense.

Those of you that don’t believe in a spirituality called God are just a bunch of monkeys, maybe less than monkeys. Just saying. :-)

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Change of plans

I’m not going camping on Monday. My friend, Terry, that owns Granny’s café called and asked if I could go out and help him put a roof on a building out there. I was thinking about changing the camping dates anyway so I could be out with nature/goddess during the summer equinox. You so called Pagans that the so called enlightened Christians like to mock will understand why.

You know what is amusing to me? That some people think that I’m mentally ill and a drunk when they don’t even know me personally. Hell a lot of people thought that Einstein was mentally ill, but these people aren’t aware enough to tackle the things I do. And even if I was an old drunk I want to remind folks that some of the greatest people in history also were. Start with Jesus, a drunk, and work your way to the present and you will see what I mean. And they think that God shouldn’t get angry, well, God and Goddess try not to be angry, but they get fed up with all the nonsense here and blowup at times.

These monkeys that worship their dogs and cats on their blogs are interesting, but they sure don’t like God trying to get them to understand themselves better. I like dogs and cats, but I’m damn if I will worship them.

Calvin (Klein) is the slick operator who sells your kids things for eighty-five dollars that cost seven at Sears. He has created millions of tiny snobs, children who look disdainfully at you and say, “Nothing from Sears.”

HANOVER, N.H. - A child with diabetes and a paralyzed 23-year-old joined Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Rodham Clinton on Friday in urging President Bush to loosen restraints on money for embryonic stem cell research.

God approves of stem cell research, as a way to improve on what Goddess creates.

I’ve put another post on my other blog this morning also, Terri and others may find it interesting. The un-evolving need not bother to read it. My other blog

Have a great day, hugs... BBC

Buddha was an Idiot

Having said that I wouldn’t do another post until Sunday, I had to write this post cuz the universe wants me to.

A Buddhist goes into a hamburger joint and says, ‘make me one with everything’.

The hamburger remark of course is a reference to the world and all that is in it. Hello? Have you noticed that there are a lot of maggots in this hamburger/planet? Maggots like George Bush? All the greedy people and corporations out there, the religious crackpots. I could go on and on but you get my drift.

What brought this on was a post and discussion at Alister's blog… Alistair said...well, your part of the all lacks the imagination to see the good in all this.

Bullshit, I see good all the time. But I’m not here to bitch about the good, I’m here to bitch about the bad and try to make things better for everyone. Tell them what they/ we are.

It doesn’t do any good for me to tell others this though, because they won’t raise above their ignorance and accept it. Why should Buddha be revered, he was a long time ago and he was an escapist, a person who escapes into a world of fantasy, like most others on this planet that won’t accept what they are and correct this planet.

At six am yesterday I biked to the beach for a while. I always stop on the trestle going over Morse Creek to reflect/resonate with spirit. I married a couple on that trestle some years back. Anyway to show you just how delusional I am, for years I’ve had this delusion that one day I would stand there with my arm around a woman. Ha, ha, ha…. Boy, am I stupid. No woman here spiritual enough for that journey with me.

But I had a nice bike ride alone and enjoyed the wild roses and other flowers and sights along the trail and beach. Better than going with the crazy chick that speeds along and notices nothing, and doesn’t see what she is.

God is a Darwinist, also in evolution, and you are of that, just go look in a mirror. Just saying.

Yesterday I got the roofing underpayment and roofing on the storage area I’m making.

Mutter, mutter, fuck it, who cares. Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Next Sunday

I’ve posted this cartoon before but I like it so I’m posting it again. If it offends someone, cool. :-)
This is going to be a bit of a long post and I won’t be posting again until next Sunday. I need to catch up on some other things and hope to go camping for a day or two this week. Well, maybe next week, depends on the weather and my getting caught up here, but I’m going camping before the month is out. Whew, blogging, writing, and visiting others blogs takes up a lot of time.

New here? Long time readers know this but let me be clear about something. Yes, I swear here, I agree with Mark Twain that swearing is a fine and enjoyable art. Do I swear all the time around others when I’m talking to them? Of course not, I do most of my swearing on my blog. Around others I’m like a chameleon, blend in with the herd, if they are swearing some, I may or may not. Sing along now, “It’s my blog and I will swear if I want too, swear if I want to, swear if I want too. You would swear too if it happened too you.” Okay, shut up, you sound terrible. LOL

Anyone that wants to can swear on my blog, even at me. I always enjoy a good pissing contest, it’s part of the process of how we evolve.

I got an email from Sarah yesterday, it was nice to hear from her being as she hasn’t posted on her blog for a while. She lives in Australia, I’ve never been there but it’s one of the places I would want to see if I ever traveled again. My traveling days are over though, I’ve damaged this planet enough with all the traveling I used to do. She asked about the area I live in, I’ve talked about it in past posts but here is a little information for new readers.

I live in Port Angeles, Washington. On the Olympia Peninsula, it’s beautiful around here. I’m just minutes from the National Park and the Puget Sound beaches. I can see the snow capped mountains from my place and I bike to the beaches a lot. Anyone of course can Google the area to find out more about it. The only thing I have to add is that there is getting to be too damn many people here, the wrong types. Trying to make this Seattle West. This country hick doesn’t like that.

And a few days ago I also got an email from Mona, she lives in India, and from Davo, he lives in Australia, it’s interesting knowing others in other countries even though we only know each other thorough our blogs. I haven’t met a blogger friend in person yet, other than a few folks here that read my blog but don’t have blogs of their own. I did meet a few folks in person back when we where doing chat rooms, one lady looked me up when she was here on a trip. I posted a picture of her in an older post.

Blogs are interesting, a lot like real life in some ways. Friends come and go and sometimes you never know why they left. Well, I know why some of them leave me, they don’t like to be challenged about their thinking and lifestyles. I can only guess of course being as I wasn’t given an explanation, but I’m guessing that one of Babzy’s friends that I visited and commented at got upset because I commented about her having six children. Hello? How can people ignore overpopulation these days? Other than foolish christians and people like that because they think their God will fix it all. Yeah, right. Anyone that thinks that is a fool.

Did I lose something by losing Babzy as a friend? Shucks no, she was just a passing piece of cosmic dust in the ruts of passing time and space. I think that she wants some of her blogging friends to think that she is a sweet innocent thing so she deleted a bunch of things, and basically closed her blog down, whatever. I’ve had friends come and go all of my life, that is how life is.

There is no way I would want to bring six more children on this sick and dying planet right now, not even one. Their future looks pretty bleak with what I see as anarchy coming. I see good things in the future, but it’s going to be ugly for some time. Ah, the future, hard to say how it will go for mankind being as it is so stupid and there are very few truly spiritual people here.

Something I need to try to remember is that picky, picky, picky people irk me, this is why I should not try to get too close to the bat shit crazy chick. I really don’t mind the crazy part, some of it is kind of cute, but geez, she was fussing about some grass clippings being on her gravel path to the shed. She has five acres, she’ll go crazy trying to keep everything Martha Stewart pretty perfect. There are pine trees all over the place, there will always be something on the paths. She’s in the country now, she needs to program herself to be country, or move back into her condo in town. I accuse her of being too American Buddhist like.

A kid that is in the neighborhood on weekends visiting his dad brought his busted up gas scooter over so I could remove the two cycle engine (noisy) and mount it on a bike I gave him. Mounting it was pretty easy but it won’t keep running without my injecting gas into it. I don’t like working on little engines when they quit running, they are just little pieces of cosmic crap wanting to be big macho V-8’s when they grow up. And they run all over the frigging place sounding like angry bees and disturbing my peace. I even own a weed whacker to trim around Helen’s and my place.

It isn’t getting the gas it should so maybe the itsy bitsy fuel pump is wearing out. I poured some gas in a jar and put it on a ladder higher than the carb to see if it would run off of a gravity feed system. Got a long piece of tubing out of the shop to use. I had to get it to siphon so I bent over and sucked on the carb end and somehow I knocked the jar off the ladder, splashing gas right in my face and eyes. It wasn’t much fun for a few minutes, my eyes were burning like mad and I could only blink them open for a second at a time to see as I stumbled into my place to clean them with soap and water. When things go to hell in a hand basket I stop right there for a while, I’ll take another shot at it today, and try to be more careful. You know what they say, if you’re not making mistakes it’s because you’re not doing anything.

A local (operates statewide) oil company’s truck rolled and burst into flames the other day when the driver swerved to avoid three deer. Hello? Most of you know that I’ve driven an eighteen wheeler in 48 states and a good share of Canada. I’ve only driven one about 300 thousand miles, not much compared to career drivers, but it gave me plenty of experiences. Most of you know that I’m an ex master mechanic and built and drove racecars. I know all about mass and motion, and things like that. And let me tell you, It is really fucking stupid to try to swerve a mass of 80 thousand pounds going at highway speeds to avoid deer. Really fucking stupid. Hitting a deer with an 18 wheeler may damage a truck a little, but not much, I hit a number of them when I was trucking and there was little damage to the truck, if any at all. Even if it does damage the truck a little, it beats swerving and rolling it and burning it up.

And the loss of a few stupid deer that was in the wrong place at the wrong time isn’t the biggest thing in the world to worry about. The mommy’s will make more of them. Don’t take me wrong, I love deer, I walk by them at times and talk to them, but they are expendable at times. This is not a Walt Disney world by any means. Besides, swerving to avoid killing a deer or two involves the chance that you will kill a human or two when you lose control, now what choice are you going to make? I will take the deer out.

My advice, stay the hell away from gas tankers when you are driving unless you want to go up in flames.

Went to a play yesterday, put on by the High School Thespian Society. It was RAP 4-1-1, A Lonely Girl In Cyberspace. Helen went with me also, she had never been to live performances until I introduced them to her and she likes them also. It was really good, the readers that have been around for a while know that I like live performances.

There was a sort of rowdy looking young man there, not dressed too weird like many young people are these days, or with a bunch of tattoos and body armor stuck on him. But there was that look about him, he was wearing a tee shirt that said DON’T JUDGE ME BASED ON YOUR IGNORANCE. Whatever, I’ve been around a heck of a lot and had a lot of experiences and done a lot of observing, and I’m getting old, I’m hardly ignorant anymore even though younger folks may think I am. Just wait until they get to my age if they do, and see what they think then. Wisdom and true knowledge comes with age and many struggles, the young just think they have it, what they actually want is freewill.

Life, expect the unexpected, see you on Sunday. Happy paths, hugs…. BBC

Another Sunday

I like the bubble-making machine that I made the best as I can flood an area with thousands of bubbles. And he, he, he, piss off cranky people. LOL … I like to use it when I’m other places because it adds ambiance to the events and most people like soap bubbles.

But for a store bought machine this one works pretty well, about the best working one I’ve bought to try. I got it for less than five dollars and it came with a bottle of soap and two Energizer batteries. That’s not a bad deal, I used it some at the peace rally yesterday.

On the way home I stopped at beer church to see what was going on because it is on the street I use. For early afternoon it was pretty full and the jukebox was blasting away. Some guy I don’t know was there, drunk as hell, having a great time, losing his sense and buying everyone beers, I was just drinking orange juice but I let him buy me one. Two glasses of orange juice must be good for something, maybe even good for me.

Babzy, I have the answers hon, I’m not seeking anymore, seeking is for lost sheep, but few listen to me when I say that we are God in evolution. So many want to argue all that old crap they were taught, depending on where they were born and what they were taught. If there is only one God, as many of them say, it has to be us, not some mystical idiot in the sky. And trying to honor everyone else’s God has never worked and never will work. All that bullshit causes wars.

We have a president that reads the bible everyday and thinks he is doing Gods work, the fucking idiot. Sadly, this country is geared to be a war economy, there is big money in it, that just makes me sick. Sometimes I just wish that someone would blow the US off the face of the planet, maybe then we would have some peace. Na, that would kill a lot of monkeys that are peaceful and there are idiots all over this planet.

BTW, Babzy, the reason I have two blogs is that I try to be light here, and heavy on the other one, but I keep screwing up and putting heavy stuff here. :-) And I did put a new post on my other blog this morning. My other blog

Have a great day everyone, hugs…. BBC

Don’t judge others?

Bullshit, this world will never grow up if others are not judged. I’m sure the bright idea of not judging others was made up by someone that didn’t want to be judged because they didn’t want to grow up.

This isn’t what I was going to post today, but a lady on Yahoo Freecycle that is picky, picky, picky and thinks it is her personal shopping service irked me and I called her on it because she is so picky. She came back with “Don’t judge me, I was raised poor, waa, waa, waa.” Big deal, I was raised poor also, by many standards I’m still poor and no one hears me complaining and being picky. I’m just thankful for what comes to me.

It turns out that even Yahoo had called her on it so she made another Yahoo ID so she could keep using it. People like this irritate me, damn right I will judge them. She was looking for a white queen bedspread and I have one and offered it to her. She starts in with a bunch of questions, is it pure white, and a solid color, is there any stains on it, or holes in it, blah, blah, blah. In other words is it like brand new?

As a matter of fact it does look new, I give a lot of stuff away on Freecycle and others are thankful for what they get and she is the only one that pesters me and is a pain in the butt, I won’t respond to her requests in the future. And I don’t respect others that are deceitful and make up false ID’s. She can just sit over there and pout because I called her on it, I don’t care.

The other day I gave a bike to a lady that was looking for one on Freecycle, she asked no questions and was glad to get it. She didn’t care what color it was and things like that, she was just thankful to get a bike, I prefer to give to folks like that and she got a nice eighteen speed bike that I had checked out lubed and adjusted so it should give her good service for some time.

I got the roof on the storage area yesterday, light rain right now so I guess I won’t get the roofing on today. But there is plenty of other things I can do around here today, as well as going to the peace rally.

Babzy, to make a link you use code. I've tried to show you an example here but the example turns into a link so you can't see the example. If you send me an email to the email address in my profile I will explain how in an email. Or you can find it in blogger help files.

Have a great Saturday, be thankful for what you have and don’t be too needy and picky, life isn’t about that. If you have shelter and food you are a very lucky person so I don’t want to hear any whining. Hugs…. BBC

Love is a myth?

I’m going to mutter some, you never know what is going to come up on this blog and I had figured that I was done with dealing with women and talking about all that, but here we go again. Two little monkeys sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g. It must be spring and everyone is in heat, or something. After six or seven years of no sex you would think that I would have all that behind me by now.

So I called the bat shit crazy chick last night to tell her that I missed her company and she just blew me off. I like her spiritual path but she is screwing up cosmic plans and fun with each other with her human mind. Sigh, so be it, I trod on alone. I’m not going to allow her to drive me more crazy.

Babzy, nice to meet you also, you are a hoot hon. *smile* But you might change your mind about meeting me someday, I get pretty cranky and really bitch about mankind sometimes. Like I’m perfect ya know. *smirks* Well, they teach us the stupidest things and raise us wrong here so I guess it isn’t our fault. And we could talk about the relationship and sexual problems all day long on blogs and not get much of anywhere. I know this though, there is a hell of a lot of sexually frustrated people on this planet.

Sewmouse commented yesterday …Love is a myth, men know nothing of love, they just want sex and someone to get them a beer afterward.

That isn’t true, and anyone holding that attitude will never be happy. Love is our most complex emotion though.

As for me, I don’t want a beer after sex, I just want to lie there and let it soak for a while, kiss the boobs some more. *giggles* And even if I did want a beer I would go get it myself. And I don’t want to have sex with every woman I like, if she doesn’t turn my crank it isn’t going to happen, it’s also a very visual thing. If her spiritual path isn’t very close to mine it isn’t going to happen. I need a partner to finish my journey with, that thinks and talks like Terri, but we’ll never meet, we live on different sides of the planet and I’m not going anywhere. A dream sent me here and I’m finishing out my life right here. My place is free and clear and I live cheap and I’m very handy so I get by just fine.

Of course men want sex, and so does a heck of a lot of women, that is why we are here, we come here wired to do that, I’ve been with women that wanted more sex than I did. The spirits want to sex each other, it’s just human minds that screw it all up.

We are not here to work our butts off for the greedy ones, to have more than we need and let it overwhelm us trying to have and take care of it, been there, done that, it’s all bullshit, it ruins relationships, we are here to enjoy this planet and each other. Sheez, these monkeys just don’t get it.

All I have is all I need, except for a mate, a spiritual mate to share my journey with me. Forget it, it’s not going to happen and it makes me very sad at times. I get offers, I turn them down, I’m on a journey, I’ll will deal with it the best I can. I note with interest that those on spiritual journeys are all alone, the human side of the mind just mess up cosmic plans for them. So here I am up in the middle of the night again writing stupid shit.

Paris Hilton is out of jail already, don’t that just beat all? That spoiled little bitch shouldn’t be able to get special treatment. She couldn’t take it in there I bet and freaked out and the sheriff didn’t want to deal with her so he sent her home for house arrest. She’ll be back in trouble soon enough, she’s a frigging idiot.

Here are some extra commas, put them wherever the hell you like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
End of muttering, I’m going for a bike ride. Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Two posts today

I see that I’m not the only one that is part of the omnipresent spirit. Cute cartoon, but it’s much more fun and interesting being a monkey with an opposing thumb and able to do such cool things. Of course a lot of the monkeys do really stupid things and don’t take good enough care of the planet. Outlaw SUV’s. Hell, outlaw greed.

Television ruins more minds than drugs.

There is the risk you cannot afford to take and there is the risk you cannot afford not to take.

Dance like no one is watching, sing like no one is listening, and love like it will never hurt.

One Youngster was explaining to another what "mixed emotions" meant. "It's like watching the school burn down when your new catcher's mitt is in your desk," he said.

Q. Do you know how New Zealanders practice safe sex?
A. They spray paint X's on the back of the sheep that kick!

If a person has any greatness in them, it comes to light - not in one flamboyant hour, but in the ledger of their daily work.

We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be. - Kurt Vonnegut

The post just below was also posted this morning. Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Itsy bitsy spiders

This mass of itsy bitsy spiders is only just over an inch across, there must be close to two hundred spiders in it. I looked at them with a magnifying glass and they are yellow with a black triangle on their butts. Hey, I’m God, at a cosmic level I’m their daddy. Terri must be their mommy.

The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. To be your own man is a hard business. If you try it, you'll be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.

Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent. They’ll never give up in Iraq…. BBC

Near Perfect

Over at Terri's blog she described me to damn near perfection.

The inimitable Billy B. Cook, who is living proof that you can be an irascible rapscallion and still have worthwhile philosophies to espouse!

You know hon, that is a near perfect description of me, hugs. Irascible: Quickly aroused to anger, actually I’m pretty easy going in person, but what God wouldn’t be angry with all the monkeys screwing around on this planet? When I get angry I vent my anger on my blog, not in person, or with guns and bombs.

But what makes you think I have philosophies? Just because I have truths it doesn’t make them philosophies, that is just a word made up by monkeys. It is true of course that I defy imitation, I wasn’t made with a cookie cutter. I could explain better but it would be pretty deep.

I used to wander around checking out different churches but gave up on that as they all insulted my intelligence and soul. One day a minister said that no one was perfect, this is true but after the service I said to him, “I’m perfect, I’m a perfect example of me.” I have gotten very complex though, and honor all that I am.

Yesterday when I was outside I happened to disturb a spiders tent like structure I hadn’t noticed until I disturbed it. Then I noticed a mass of baby spiders, greenish yellow, about the size of straight pinheads squirming around. When I went by a few minutes later they were all bunched up together again. It was interesting to see all those baby spiders and new life, I felt a sort of love for them.

When it comes to most spiders I say live and let live, give them a chance at the life they are here for, and they keep a lot of other bugs under control. I hope that they have happy lives, or at least, useful ones.

I went to visit the bat shit crazy chick yesterday and we had a good time, she is having some new tile installed in the kitchen and the house is a mess and she just moved in and is under a lot of stress, she is wired that way anyway, but I got her to calm down a few times and she needed that. Umm, it’s complicated, but what isn’t? She has some sort of on again off again relationship with another man in ‘We’re all fucking crazy California’. *sighs* Just go with the flow I guess.

She needs help with a few things and will be calling again, and being as I’m bat shit crazy I will go. What webs we weave.

You should live like you are going to live forever, but love like you are going to die tomorrow.

Humor
"Sir, your daughter says she loves me, and she can't live without me, and she wants to marry me."
"And you're asking my permission to marry her?"
"No, I'm asking you to make her leave me the hell alone."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

God goes green

Actually, that was posted on my other blog this morning, interesting read.
My other blog

The past is finished. Learn from it and let it go. The future is not even here yet. Plan for it, but do not waste your time worrying about it. Worrying is worthless. When you stop ruminating about what has already happened, when you stop worrying about what might never happen, then you will be in the present moment. Then you will begin to experience joy in life.

The parishioners are talking with the minister at the back door of the sanctuary. "We were so glad to hear you say you didn't know where the money for the budget was going to come from. For a while, we thought you were going to ask us for it."

Do you ever feel overwhelmed because you just don’t have time to write all that you would like to write? Or have trouble writing some of it to your satisfaction? I’m still working on it.

Helen won two free movie passes from the radio station so I took her to see a movie yesterday, she loves going to the movies, I don’t like to but I’m willing to take such a sweet neighbor when she asks.

The movie we picked was “Bug”, just plain weird involving a psycho that thought others was using him for an experiment. And he turned a lady into a psycho also and they went out in flames. Reminds me of Kirsten’s book and all the things she states others have done to her. These people need to stay on their meds.

So, today I’m going to visit the vice president of the local chapter of the INSANE CHICKS SOCIETY. She called and wants me to go over for a few beers and to show me her fancy digs. And see what help and advice she can get out of me cuz she is a big city girl now on five acres and hasn’t got a clue about country living. It is different, I’m not sure they even have garbage service up there, or that she knows how to set up for electrical service being out for a few weeks.

I’ve told her that I’m not looking for a woman anymore, that I’m on a strange spiritual journey that she wouldn’t understand. That I’m just a wise old country hick, that maybe the only thing we have in common is that we are both bat shit crazy (that did make her laugh), but she keeps calling. Yup, she wants me ;-). And like I’ve said before, I’m attracted to bat shit crazy women.

At least she is one that actually listens to me at times. And she has got a few good points.

Gaaaa….. I had to buy some gas yesterday, I try to make a tank last a month but fell five days short this month.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

There is a good reason they call these ceremonies "commencement exercises." Graduation is not the end; it's the beginning.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Still busy

I’m still writing on something that I will be posting, but I’m trying to make it, umm, generic. And some of it I’ve decided to share with a certain person in an email instead of posting it here.

For now I will just say….. So why do I allow insults and squabbles on this blog? Even insults directed at me. Because I’m willing to allow anyone that wishes to do so make themselves look like a fool. *chuckles*

On a more serious note, because I’m wise enough too see that we (mankind in general) is just one big unhappy dysfunctional family working it all out. It’s just part of our journey.

Hey, got something to share with you. My pickup has chrome wheels on it, I don’t wash it often, just a few times a year, it’s an ecology and water use thing. The disk brake dust on the front wheels had really built up over the years and wouldn’t scrub off.

So I got out the mean stuff, the stuff you use to dissolve ex-mother-in-laws, ex-spouses, tax collectors and other low life’s. The stuff they use in swimming pools, yup, muriatic acid. This stuff is so mean I can’t imagine using it in swimming pools.

But it’s cheap and does a great job on cleaning metals, etching concrete and things like that. I mixed up about ¾ of an ounce of it with water in a yogurt cup and used a paint brush to put it on the wheels, it took a little easy messing around going over them a few times as it worked but it sure made the wheels nice and shiny again with little effort.

That stuff is so mean that I seldom use it, but it’s great when you don’t want to work hard at getting something clean, or getting rid of a body. At least I think it would, haven’t tried it myself.

Yesterday I also made up some of my special plastic wood for a repair in the camp trailer. I sure like that stuff, it’s super strong. But hard to work after it sets up, cuts okay with a saw but is hard to sand so I have to be careful not to use to much of it where I have to sand it down much.

And I’ve painted the first coat on the back shop wall and started making the storage area roof.

Be wary of strong drink. It can make you shoot at tax collectors, and miss.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Busy - Busy

No time to write yesterday.

It's Sunday.

Kick back, relax.

Treat yourself to a meal out today.

LOL

Have a great day, hugs. .. BBC

Early morning walk

Good morning, a fine day isn’t it? I’ll go to the peace rally today. So why do I allow insults and squabbles on this blog? I’ll try to answer that tomorrow, still working on writing it.

Went for a morning walk yesterday. On my return I stopped at Safeway for milk as I wanted some hotcakes made with milk, life is good isn’t it?

I welded some broken pieces on a seat frame for Rick the other day, was just doing him a favor, didn’t expect any pay for it, only took about a half an hour. But he gave me twenty bucks, hum, maybe I should look for more little jobs like that, it’s okay working at home for a little extra cash, it’s a lot like goofing off.

Propane gets old? If I ever knew that I forgot it. I have propane tanks that I moved here with and haven’t used because I’ve had no need for it. I was saving it in case of a natural disaster or long power outage, things like that. But Rick and one of his customers was talking about that the other day, so maybe mine is no good anymore?

Ann, over at ‘The Gods Are Bored’ posted about dinosaurs and the stupid Creation Museum. If anyone wants to adopt a dinosaur I’m available. :-)

They just opened (relocated) a new True Value hardware store a block from me. Big grand opening this weekend. I went there yesterday and won a hat and got nice big hamburgers for Helen and I.

Went to the Eagles for last evening, there was a big black Lincoln Navigator in the parking lot, those things are butt ugly in the front. They’re around fifty grand aren’t they? Boy, that’s a lot of money for an ugly face. Danced one dance with Lorrie, a very sweet lady that I have sort of known for some time. The music was most enjoyable but it was boring sitting there alone, the others that I know that were there were just talking about stupid stuff and getting drunk so I went home after the first set of music.

There was a big tool sale in town, they come around about once a year, I bought some special clamps, an electric chainsaw, an air powered cut off tool/die grinder, and a cheap spray gun for paints that I don’t want to run through my good guns.

Mutter, mutter… Have a great day, hugs. .. BBC

This and That

I made my first biscuits yesterday as I wanted creamed tuna on biscuits. It wasn’t pretty, even though I put flour on the board and rolling pin the dough just kept sticking to it, I fumbled through getting some globs on the cooking sheet and they were flaky and tasted great but I have to figure out how to do better and be able to roll them out.

The Jimmy Hoffman band is playing at the Eagles this week-end, I really should go enjoy the music to justify paying my dues. The vice president of the local chapter of the INSANE CHICKS SOCIETY is busy moving this weekend and she called me yesterday so she can’t go. Ann would go with me I suppose, she has big hooters and owns two bars and they say that is what every man wants. I like Ann, but, well, I’m not sure we would make a good pair, she is just a bit wild for me. Going to beer church once a week to bs with others there is plenty of time there for me, I have other things to do also. Yup, I may just go listen to the music for a while.

There is a dangerous virus being passed around electronically, orally, and by hand. This virus is called Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK). If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else via any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life completely.

If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two Good friends to the nearest grocery store. Purchase the antidote known as Work-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or Bothersome-Employer-Elimination-Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

You should forward this warning to 5 friends. If you do not have 5 friends, you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your life.

Are you aware that there is nothing left in the right side of your brain, and there’s nothing right in the left? LOL

Two alligators were sitting in the swamp talking. The smaller one turned to the bigger one and said, "I can’t understand how you kin be so much bigger'n me. We're the same age, we was the same size as kids. I just don't get it." "Well," said the big 'gator, “What you been eatin', boy?"

"Politicians, same as you," replied the small 'gator. "Hmm. Well, where do y'all catch 'em?" "Down 'tother side of the swamp near the parkin' lot by the capitol." "Same here. Hmm. How do you catch 'em?" "Well, I crawls up under one of them Lexus and wait fer one to unlock the car door. Then I jump out, grab 'em on the leg, shake the shit out of 'em, and eat 'em!"

"Ah!" says the big alligator, "I think I see your problem. You ain't getting any real nourishment. See, by the time you get done shakin' the shit out of a Politician, there ain't nothin' left but an asshole and a briefcase.

I have a question. Why do they let big boobed girls work at Hooters, but they won't let one legged girls work at i-Hop?

It's a dangerous business going out your front door.

I expect a lot from my friends; but not more than I can do for them.

Prepare the child for the path, NOT the path for the child.

Being an intellectual is a hazardous business.

Paul F….. You made a point about L>T I had missed, you’re right, she is sexually frustrated.

Have a great day everyone, hugs…. BBC