Camping story #8

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Credentials?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I think

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day everyone, hugs…. BBC

Seattle Dryrotta

Seattle Dryrotta

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

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

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

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

Copyright – 1985 – Susan A. Moss

Port Angeles Monkeyrotta

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

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

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

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

Copy rotted - 2007 - Billy B. Cook.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Keeping on keeping on

Yesterday was interesting here, at this blog, and I would like to address some interesting comments I got the other day, but not right now, other things keep coming at me so I’m going to clear them out, move them on, over to here.

Sumo, I just make stuff, don’t really use recipes. But I have talked about a few things I’ve made in old posts. When I do the Friendship dinners it’s always a spaghetti dinner.

Melissa …. Yes, you might be God, as you say, I think you are, now all you have to do is think you are. I think it may be a little more difficult for women to grasp the God concept because they have to grasp the God/Goddess concept. Terri and Grian/Lee pretty much gets it and Grian/Lee is only 29. Shoot, at 29 I was a spiritual idiot and was busy living, working, having fun and rejecting anything and everything about God, even as a spirituality. Actually, in my middle twenties I do recall reading something that stated we where God and it made perfect sense to me. But just living life back then was distracting so I kept forgetting that. Lived it the best I could though without giving it much thought. Most of us do a lot of stupid things in our twenties.

And ten world leaders will not spontaneously combust, only a mystical, biblical, God could do that, and no such critter exists.

Sewmouse, God did not create me in his image, I created God in my (our) image. Ohhh, that was pretty deep, are you keeping up?

Paul F… I understand that some of my answers lack some sort of logic, especially if you haven’t followed my blog from day one. But they are a lot more logical than answers you will get from a Christian or Muslim. Logic is like everything else, in evolution. Give it another hundred years. Actually, much of what I say is hard to understand because I don’t have proof to back it up, the scientists just hasn’t gotten there yet, but they will in time. I’m not interested in making up stories for kids, I’m interested in changing adults minds, then other adults can make up the stories the future kids are told.

A man and his wife are watching the boxing on TV. The husband sighs and says, "Man, what a rip off!. It was all over in four minutes!" The wife replies, "Now you know how I feel." LOL

The best kind of control in the world is self-control.

Some people have a right to their opinions, they earned them through experience and sometimes the gentle guidance of others. And sometimes through very hard journeys and quarrels with others. First some random thoughts from a complex mind that shares all that is in it.

Inside every older person is a younger person -- wondering what the hell happened.

Things are going to get a lot worse before they get worse.

Old age ain't no place for sissies.

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

I'm not going to vacuum 'til Sears makes one you can ride on.

When women are depressed they either eat or go shopping. Men invade another country. Women need to start knocking their men on the noggins and tell them to knock that crap off.

I keep email exchanges with ‘Crazy’ as short as I can, yes, we still communicate some, I know, I’m most likely being a fool, but I’m a damn good fool. She is as different as I am, if she wasn’t I wouldn’t be at all attracted to her. I like her ‘energy’ and the fact that she can really focus on something when she wants to. I’d like to give her a slow good full body massage, with lotion, and take her to a happy place. LOL

I had asked her if a fan that I’m missing was at her place, and part of the messages went so.

Actually, I think what I have misplaced is my brain. If you see that little bastard running around anywhere kick it in the butt and tell it to get home. B

The receipt is a program component. I will try to get rid of it.
I know.
Being as..
I used to teach computers...
Would you like some help with it?

You know a LOT OF STUFF. J
Spent a lot of time learning it.

And when I boot up my computer it says, "Hey Billy, lets rock and roll".
When I shut it down it says, "No Billy, no".
Billy is a different little fucker isn't he? LOL

That last message threw her for a loop. LOL…. BTW, I have had some fantastic sex with ‘Crazy’ while looking into her eyes, too bad she wasn’t here. LOL

Despite the myth of the isolated loner writing a great novel in his log cabin, geniuses are almost never solitary individuals. On the contrary, they're usually deeply involved with their families, their colleagues, and quite often with their enemies and rivals. Geniuses are usually surrounded by other people. Not just by yes-men, either. Indeed, the final quality of genius I want to mention - and it's far from the least important - is the power to bring out the genius in others. That’s true, I get out and about a lot and have a lot of experiences.

Geniuses in every field have certain characteristics in common. They're inspired, they're resilient, they're focused - and most of them read a lot! But not so much books anymore, books are just others boxes, if there is something in a book for me I will get that sense, open it to a random page and there my message is. Focused is right, I can’t take my mind off of this for long, like a giant puzzle I’m trying to put together. putting the puzzle together properly would I guess result in it being in a book that made sense.

Think back over the people we've discussed in this program. What characteristics do you share with Einstein, Edison, Churchill, and Lincoln? It would hardly come as a surprise if you were to choose one of those geniuses as a role model. Mostly, Einstein is mine, but there are also others. Program? Oh, yes, something I’ve been taking for some time, most of the text just above was taken from it.

I won’t discount the fact that I’m an idiot, Einstein figured he was so I can be okay with that. But I’m a special idiot. :-) And all my work won’t be done by the time this body/brain dies, it will have to continue on through others.

Hey, have a great day, hugs, got any good jokes?…. BBC

Cute cartoons

A reminder, if someone leaves a link in your comments, don’t left click on it to view it. Right click on it and select to open the link in a new window. That way you get a full screen window. If you right click and select Copy Link it sends a copy of the link too your clipboard and you can then copy it into any word processing program, email, or web browser address line. Or someone else’s comment box. Always the teacher, that’s me.

Hey, are you an ecologist? I’ll bet that you’re not a very good one. I’ll bet that you are a jack ecologist, like a jack Mormon. I know a lot of folks that call themselves ecologists, but if they want something, or want to do something, like take a trip, they forget that they are ecologists and just go for it without any consideration how it affects the planet. Even I screw up and harm it at times. If there were only about three billion of us evolved monkeys on this rock that would likely be okay. But with almost seven billion of us monkeys that is a real concern.

The human brain is too puny to grasp all the places its higher self/spirit is. How everything works and is connected.

The next room that I plan on gutting out and redoing next is full of stuff, all kinds of stuff. Building materials, TV’s, old computer stuff, washing machines, food that has been around too long. Even an un-working refrigerator used as a cabinet for food that has been around too long because I never got around to eating it. Ya have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat ya know, but at least I’ll never get fat. I’ve started cleaning it out and moving what I can to the new storage area.

Sewmouse, interesting comment you left the other day. But it’s only valid to you, it wouldn’t be valid to a good female sexual therapist for example. It’s not rape if she is okay with it and agrees to it. I think that you may just one of those women that doesn’t much like sex. But a heck of a lot women do. Helen told me that she let her husband have it anytime he wanted it, for fifty-two years, and that it still felt good even if it didn’t last long enough for her too climax also, she gave him lots of quickies, she just enjoyed getting poked. I haven’t figured out how they did it on an old wringer washing machine though. LOL

And if I was a woman I would be a slut. Maybe just one mans slut, but he sure would be a happy little monkey. Hey buddy boy, you’re not going fishing with the guys until you have fished in this hole. LOL

Broad minded? Oh sure, I’m broad-minded. Broad: Slang term for a woman. LOL…. They of course drive me nuts. Like ‘Crazy’, who doesn’t know what she wants and can’t understand and handle my spiritual journey.

Yesterday, Helen asked me for an opinion about one of her outside cats that she had coaxed inside to take to the vet and had in a back room. She tries to keep her cats separated, I don’t know why, I say to just let them all learn to live together, after all, they do when they are outside anyway. I said something like “I don’t know, you are going to do what you want to do anyway so why ask me?” She laughed her ass off and agreed. Screw it, I’m not wasting time thinking about her cats and what she should do with them, I have more important things to think about.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Bubba died

Bubba died in a fire and was burned pretty badly. The mortician needed someone to identify the body, so he called for Bubba's two best friends, Earl and Gomer. Earl went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Earl looked and said. "Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over." So the mortician rolled him over and Daryl looked and said. "Nope, ain't Bubba."

The mortician thought that was rather strange and he was pretty sure of the body's identity. Gomer was then brought in to identify the body. Gomer took a look at him and said, "Yup he's burnt real bad, roll him over." The mortician rolled him over and Gomer looked down and said, "Nope. Ain't Bubba."

The mortician asked, "How can you tell?" Gomer said, "Well, Bubba had two assholes." "What? He had two assholes?" asked the mortician. "Yup, everyone knew about it, too. Every time we went to town, folks would say, 'Here comes Bubba with them two assholes.'"

Ha, ha, ha…. Jeanne sent me that.

From a complex mind that shares with others all that is in it.
What I posted about sex yesterday, I don’t recall that I was ever interested in a quickie, don’t think I ever asked for one. A few times the rocket went off faster than expected, but it wasn’t intentional.

MORE FREE STUFF !! Yesterday I brought home about 35 feet of six foot high cedar fencing. In panels five to six feet long so it will make a fast to put up fence. It’s solid, no spacing between the boards so I’m going to use it to extend my storage area. I’ve now got posts, walls, just need the roof to show up.

Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat."

My dad, while an educated man, was not a good speller. He once told me that if you only know one way to spell a word, you are not very creative.

I've got one that helps me live a happier life: “Should haves" don't count.

The greater part of our happiness depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances.

As I said, I don’t go to churches, but I did go to the UU Fellowship yesterday as the speaker sounded interesting. You missed a good talk. About how powerful segments of the far right are fighting to take control of this country and make it an all Christian country, and make the government all male Christian men, no women in government. Like I keep saying, I’m surrounded by frigging idiots. I think it’s the last stand of a dying Christian right, I sure as hell hope it is. I’m sick and tired of those fools.

And I went up and spoke about the Friday night Friendship dinners each week at the Methodist church. Long time readers of this blog know that I was the crew leader and cooked the dinners when it was the Fellowships turn to do them. I stopped doing them a while back because a man kept coming into the church kitchen and telling me what and how to do things. It pisses God off when others try to boss him around. My leaving left the other UU members very unhappy as the dinners were a real mess after that. They have talked me into returning and doing them for the rest of the year and I got an assurance from the man that was irritating me that he wouldn’t be there, so everyone is happy again. And blah, blah, and fucking blah. *smirks*

All in all, Universal Universalist Unitarians are pretty easy going and laid back people and I enjoy the Fellowship. But I am not one of them (I have never been a UU member) being as at times I’m a cranky opinioned fart that thinks everyone is entitled to my opinions and if they don’t agree with me they are wrong. LOL …. I didn’t go for about six months and then went back a few weeks ago to listen to ‘Bear who talks too much’ as I was interested in his views. After the program a number of folks came to me and told me how much they had missed me. WTF?

More heavy stuff on my other blog today. My other blog

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Darn

Few things are harder to put up with than a good example. - Mark Twain

How did you make someone angry before we had buttons? Did you push their levers and pulleys?

I exercise because I want to be healthy when I drop dead.

Goddess….. A restraining order? LOL….. Well, I have been accused of stalking for just trying to communicate. But I’ve learned to just stop trying to communicate with shallow women before their backwards thinking gets to that point, it isn’t worth it. A damn good woman keeps communicating with you even if she doesn’t want the relationship to continue or progress.

So I’ve added three of my favorite Goddesses to my links list. One is really deep and best ‘gets’ me, the other two are a real hoot and lots of fun. But even they can get a little deep at times.

Darn, my post got long and deep again so I’m posting it on my other blog for those thinkers and seekers that may want to read it and I will try to stay light here today. How about this thing about sex that I swiped off the Internet. It reminds me of John Gray, the author of all the Men are from Mars - Women are from Venice stuff. He is spiritual and I like what he has to say about relationships.

No Time for Sex?
Six ways to make quickie sex sexy.
When's the last time you had a long, leisurely romp in bed? Yeah. Us neither. Fortunately, there's a super hot solution for time-pressed couples: quickies — those fast feats of desire that can happen anywhere, anytime. Done right, they can recharge you and your relationship — all in less time than it takes your guy to unhook your bra. "Quickies infuse spontaneity, excitement, and passion into a marriage," says psychologist and sex therapist Joel Block, Ph.D., author of Art of the Quickie.

You just have to know how to get the most out of the little time you have. Here, six ways to up the chances of a quality quickie.

1. Feel sexy 24/7.
It's easy to summon desire instantly (without having to don a thong or schedule a Brazilian) if you think sexy, confident thoughts every day. "The way you think about yourself is a critical factor for how you will feel about yourself," says Block. The more compliments you pay yourself (I have baby-soft skin and amazing breasts), the more irresistible you'll feel when the urge hits, even if you happen to be wearing worn-out sneakers and granny panties.

2. Let the mood strike anywhere.
When you do get a case of gotta-have-it-now, skip the bedroom and stake out new territory: your home office, his weight bench, the backyard. "New and somewhat risky places can provide the best form of foreplay because novel surroundings awaken our senses and bring us into the moment," says Block.

Not at home? Impromptu sex in a public (but discreet) place — in a store dressing room, in the back of the SUV in a quiet parking lot, in an empty room at a party — will add an element of danger to the encounter, causing you to fix your attention on every touch, sound, taste, smell, and image as your adrenaline revs up. The result: No matter how fast you're moving, every kiss and touch will feel electrifying.

3. Take matters into your own hands.
If you don't have time for lots of foreplay (that's what leisurely Saturday nights are for), take a shortcut to arousal: Pleasure yourself with your hand, or use a vibrator while your partner touches himself and watches you. "Once you're suitably aroused, you can dive straight into sex far quicker than if you'd given each other foreplay," says Emily Dubberley, author of Sex for Busy People: The Art of the Quickie for Lovers on the Go. Sure, your guy turns you on, but let's face it: No one knows how to push your buttons better than you do. (I want to add that you should talk to your man about what turns you on.)

4. Go for emotional quickies.
Not all quickies are about bodice-ripping lust. "They can be a deliberate way to bond deeply with your partner," says Patricia Johnson, coauthor of The Essence of Tantric Sexuality.

Try this no-sex version: Lie beside your man, facing him, then place your right hands on each other's hearts and lock eyes. (No laughing.) "Holding this posture for even a few minutes will bring you into physical harmony and create a powerful, immediate surge of connection and love," Johnson says.

5. Have great sex-pectations.
If you're feeling hot and bothered and expect to see your man soon, think about the sexy scenario before it happens. "Visualizing intimacy before engaging in sex will heighten your level of arousal and put you closer to sexual satisfaction," says Scott Haltzman, M.D., an assistant professor of psychiatry at Brown University and author of The Secrets of Happily Married Men.

Research has shown that imagining yourself in a sexy situation can stimulate some of the same body sensations as actually being in one. So a few hot minutes in bed may be the climax of a two-hour romance in your head, he says.

6. Keep the passion burning all day.
When you're just not in the mood, even for a quickie, you can still reconnect without actual sex-sex. "A quickie without sex is an excellent way to tune in to your partner in a loving way," says Tracey Cox, author of Quickies: Sex for Busy People.

Hold hands, brush up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist, let him know how hot you think he looks in his new jeans. Keep the flame between you alive, even when you're not making a roaring fire. When the opportunity for sex strikes, you'll both be ready to rock each other's world.

If he doesn’t respond well and give you a number of hugs each day, he is an idiot. And as John Gray says, sometimes you’re just not in the mood when he is, just whip out the K-Y and let him at it anyway, putting him in a good mood makes the world better for him and you as he is more ready to tackle it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Thankful for what I don’t have

Are you thankful for the things you don’t have? I am, things I don’t have.
A house payment.
A rent payment.
An automobile payment.
A water & sewer bill.
A garbage bill.
A cable bill.

Umm, everything I have is paid for so I have very few payments. I pay a little property taxes, have an electric bill, phone bill, and an ISP bill every month is about it. Well, I do have a balance on one of my credit cards, but not a large one, it always seems to hover around a grand a month because I use it to help others if I don’t have cash on hand, or if I want something I don’t have cash for, mostly tools or building supplies.

Things I don’t care if I have.
A nicer home, been there, done that. I didn’t own them, they owned me and didn’t make me happy.
A nicer automobile, what I have is just fine with me.
A nicer boat, I already own two of them, such as they are.
A nicer scooter, I love my old scooter and it goes faster than a lot of the new ones.

It isn’t much, but all I have is all I need.

What I would like even though I wouldn’t use it very much: A wire feed welder. Oh, and a good sand blast cabinet. I would like to get back to my inventions.

Can I borrow your bible? I’m out of toilet paper and that is all fiction is good for. Well, that and those that like to read it to escape from reality.

Sumo…… Shoot, right now a proofreader isn’t what I need. I need someone sitting here with me helping me sort this big mess out and assembling a book, editing a book. I don’t know crap about putting a book together properly, and I never seem to find the time, my mind gets distracted with so many thoughts and I have many documents and thousands of emails to go through in order to put a decent book together. Yeah, I need someone on a mission that can concentrate on it, maybe someone like ‘Crazy’ because she can really focus on something when she wants too. I don’t think I would ever get her interested in that, in fact I don’t think she will join my journey (parade) at all, but someone like her. And I don’t have what I need for the last chapter unless I write it as fiction and I don’t want to do that. If someone wants to read fiction they can read a bible or a Harry Potter book.

One good thing, I’ve printed all of my blog posts from day one, so if I get started on a book I won’t have to go back and stumble through all the old posts. And of course all my posts are in saved word documents. And they get burned to a CD every so often and go to a safe deposit box in the bank. No point in losing all that work if my computer fries or the place burns down.

Got an email reply from ‘Crazy’, she hates email when I think it is such a wonderful way to communicate. We sure do confuse each other a lot. I am obviously too confusing too her. She doesn’t think at the same levels as Laurel Ann, Jan, Helen, Terri, and women like them. I don’t think, I’m not sure what to think about her because we have such trouble communicating. She seldom speaks, except for shallow stuff, I get deep and never shut the fuck up. LOL…What is this BS that women like communicators?

Speaking of ‘Crazy’, I had sent her an email inquiring about a dance. Her somewhat evasive reply did not say, yes, no, or even maybe in the near future. She only said “At this point, I have guests. Not so cool for dancing.” Argh !!! That woman talks too frigging much without saying anything. She may as well just said no and been done with it because that is how I read it anyway. I wonder how many men she has driven bat shit crazy. One second she can be as warm as toast, and the next as cold as ice. Oh well, I’ve come to look at many experiences in life as………. Experiences. And they give me things to think and write about.

Over on his blog, Alistair is babbling about his support in the belief in aliens. If any ever shows up at my door I sure as hell hope they don’t taste like chicken, so many other things already taste like chicken. I would like to taste a nice, well, alien taste. Make mine medium rare please.

In the news…. All modern humans originated in sub-Saharan Africa, according to a new study touted by its funders as the “final blow” against an opposing viewpoint. Not so fast, says one anthropologist who finds flaws in the evidence.

All modern humans originated from cosmic sexual energies that they don’t understand, yet, won’t understand for a few hundred more years, so relax and just wait until its figured out. As for all humans originating out of Africa, I say no, but I haven’t posted why, yet.

More free stuff. I can’t believe how much free stuff flows to me, that’s just how my universe works. James called me yesterday, he did some remodeling years ago and wanted to get rid of some very good and usable kitchen cabinets and things. So I went there yesterday afternoon and picked up a pickup load. They will come in handy if I ever get around to doing my next room. What I can’t make use of I will pass on through Yahoo Freecycle.

The meter reader came by yesterday, a new one, he was looking very closely at Helen’s meter, to see if the disk was even turning. I went to put something in her garbage can and told him that she only has a few light bulbs and a transistor radio in there, that she hates electricity. He looked surprised and said “Yeah, she only used 18 kilowatts”. I don’t use much myself, I try to be easy on the planet. I could live without it if I had to, been there, done that, and it didn’t bother me a bit. I would just have to power up the computer with a deep cycle battery and rig up my solar panel to get online to make posts and such.

The Future Was Yesterday…… Friend, I could live with a coon, as long as he/she is peaceful and left my cats alone and doesn’t tangle with one at times but this isn’t a Walk Disney Bambi world. Fuck with us and you’re fucking with the whole trailer park. :-)

Hello !! I’m Bill Cook’s answering machine. I have no idea where that idiot is at but if you leave a message I’ll see that he gets it. Thank you, have a nice day.

I’m pleased to see that I’m starting to get more real thinkers visiting this blog. And this message just came in from the cosmos. The left needs a common agreement, a belief, like the right has. You need to start telling them that you are God (remember, in evolution so you don’t have to be perfect at this time) and tell them to SHUT THE FUCK UP !! They need a glue to stick them together, like the right has. Hang on, it’s going to be one hell of a ride for the next ten years.

A comment I left on Peace Chick Mary’s blog. “Hon, trying harder won't help much. The left hasn't got a belief like the right does. The left hasn't got a collective agreement/belief so to speak to glue them all together. I know that you don't believe in the rights God, as I don't. But you must believe in a living spirituality. Lets say that this spirituality is an evolving God, not one that has been abound and omnipotent for billions of years and created all this. Lets say this evolving God is you, the left. If you can all agree on that then you can band together and tell the right to shut up and stop screwing up everything with their so called God because you are God (in evolution) and you are tired of listening to them and seeing them always screwing everything all up. Glue, hon, you all need something to glue you together. A common belief, like the right has, without that you are not going to get anywhere.”

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m depressed

Musings from a complex mind that shows you all that is in it: Hum, a bit of a long post.

People that write on shit house walls roll their shit in little balls. People that read those words of wit eat those little balls of shit. LOL

I think that cartoon is cute, I never kissed a girl until I was twenty, was in the Navy, stationed in Milton, Florida. Got a date with a cute local girl, took her and her mother out to a nice place for dinner. Then her mother cut us loose for a few hours. I was really bashful when I was young and girls scared me, but I finely screwed up the courage to kiss a girl. Boy, that was too fun. Not long after that, in Idaho when I was on leave and transferring to Alaska I had my first sex, with a girl that used to be a neighbor when I lived there as a teen. We were drunk, and boy, did I screw that up, she wasn’t interested in seconds. :-) I’ve gotten much better since then, or so I’ve been told. Anyway, my next sex was with my wife, boy, I really took a liking to that. :-)

I like marriage, or having a mate being as marriage is often out of the question anymore for older folks that would lose benefits if they were to marry. We arrive here wired to have sex, the right same partner all the time is fine with me, I have no desire to date and chase women for sex like a lot of men do.

Humanity is insanity. Sometimes in my old posts what you see is a babbling idiot working his way through something, to a higher understanding. Yup, an IQ over a 140 and I’m a babbling idiot. So much for IQ’s. But it helps me recognize the extent of my own ignorance.

I wish humor could fix this world, but it won’t, it’s just a band aid.

How many times did Einstein step to the edge of the pool of insanity and teeter there? I don’t know, but I know that he did. I’ve been there, done that. We learned how to handle it, mock it in fact.

Humanity can get along just fine without a biblical God, but not without a spirituality.

You can’t move that alone.
Now why did you tell me that? Because I’m stupid enough that I don’t know that.
It’s eight feet long, four feet high, bulky and weighs over three hundred pounds and it has to go through an obstacle course.
Well I’m going to try.
(later)
You got it moved.
I told you that I was stupid enough that I didn’t know I couldn’t move it.
How did you do it?
With two hand trucks, a load strap, a jack, a 2X4, some rope and some ingenuity.
I’m impressed.
Don’t be, any idiot could have done it. Well, I am a very special idiot. :-)
You must be.
Yeah, some part of me figured out how to build the pyramids.
You’re deep.
No shit. But sometimes I’m just shallow, what part of evolution don’t others understand?

Anyway, I got the largest bench/cabinet moved back into my new storage area yesterday. I was also given a free large air compressor. Sixty gallon tank, no motor on it but I have a five horse motor I think will work on it. And I tore that transmission down, it isn’t in too bad of shape so will be easy to rebuild.

Does God know all that there is to know about God? Nope.
Where is God? Go look in a mirror.
Is God a horney toad? Yup, so is Goddess, all of creation is a sexual energy, what don’t you understand about that?

Straight Screwdriver: A tool for opening paint cans. Sometimes used to convert common slotted
screws into non-removable screws.

Table Saw: A large stationary power tool commonly used to launch wood projectiles for testing wall integrity.

Two-Ton Engine Hoist: A tool for testing the maximum tensile strength of everything you forgot to
disconnect.

Wire Wheel: It cleans paint off bolts and then throws them somewhere under the workbench with the speed of light. Also removes hard-earned guitar calluses from fingers in about the time it takes you to say, "YEOWW!

COTATI, Calif. - A 3-month-old cat is clinging to life at a Sonoma County animal hospital after having been set on fire by two teenage girls who now face charges of animal cruelty. Will we ever evolve higher?

WASHINGTON (AFP) - The recent discovery of a huge underground lake in Sudan could spell an end to four years of conflict in the drought-stricken region of Darfur, a US geologist said Wednesday. More than 200,000 people have been killed and some two million displaced in the conflict, sparked in part by competing claims to scarce natural resources in the western region, according to humanitarian organizations. That would be nice.

What is moral? I don’t think that we have mapped that all out properly yet. I’m not sure that two people having consensual sex is immoral. Well, married people shouldn’t be hopping around, that causes problems. And trying to have sex with all takers isn’t that cool of an idea. But stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids.... Lucky bastards.

Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule:
No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

An old man strode in to his doctors office and said, "Doc, my druggist said to tell you to change my prescription and to check the prescription you've been giving to Mrs. Smith." "Oh, he did, did he?" the doctor shot back. "And since when does a druggist second guess a doctor's orders?" The old man says, "Since he found out I've been on birth control pills since February."

You know who has to fix the right side Muslim problem? More evolved modern Muslims, the ones that have evolved to the left. They need to tell those fools on the right to shut the hell up because they don’t know what they are talking about. We can’t help them evolve by fighting them like that idiot Bush is doing, all that creates is a religion war. And I don’t think any sane Muslim wants a war anymore than anyone else. Yup, they have to purge the insanity of the right from themselves. I can of course say the same thing about the Christian right.

Okay, why I’m depressed, other than the fact that the world is so screwed up. I was at Rick’s shop the other evening for a few beers and bullshitting. He is putting a new interior in a 1956 T-bird, a beautiful car that has, I’m guessing, in the neighborhood of sixty thousand dollars invested in it. And his work will add another five thousand dollars to that.

On one level I think it’s wonderful that we can take an old car and give it new life, make it even more beautiful than when it was new. It’s like sending a woman to the beauty saloon. LOL

On another level it depresses me that so much money is spent on things like that when I think daily of the fact that about thirty thousand others die of starvation everyday. That a lady had to eat her firstborn in order that she could keep living. The rich could fix this planet, if they just would, they have the power to do that. Yes, it’s depressing to me. I used to encourage others to send money to the world food bank and places like that, and it does help I think. But, I’ve since learned that much of the money and food doesn’t get where it should be getting, but instead is snapped up by greedy people in the counties we send it too. Fellow countrymen (and women) screwing over their own countrymen, depressing, greed is such an ugly thing. Hey, I get that biggest piece of chocolate cake, I’ll do like my asshole brother did, spit on it. LOL

Shrink-wrapped scream…. That’s right, you love them, but you don’t love what many of them are. Do you ever get the sense that you are losing faith in humanity one person at a time?

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Hi there

I’m (we) God, an evolution at this time in time and space, just as you are, as I’m only one part of the collective consciousness. Right now, God is an idiot, get over it. Boy, I’m so far behind on some serious things that I need to write that I won’t get them all done before this part of me dies.

This is part of a process to a book, not that I want to write a book, but I see that it has to be done because this blog isn’t getting the job done. Blogs are more fragmented than books, and they have a lot of mumbling in them that a book wouldn’t have. This is a hard job, and a lot of work. All the reading, research, personal experiences and observations, writing. And there isn’t a penny in it for me, I do it because I’m driven to.

Question: Do you ever get alone and talk to God? Not me, God is an idiot, I talk to Goddess, wait, Goddess is an idiot also. We are so screwed. LOL… Listen to me, I’m telling you again that God/Goddess is just a spiritual consciousness that wasn’t aware until life on this planet started, then it was born and started evolving.

Question: Is God a scientist? Yup.

A lady just popped into my mind, a sort of a wild one, I haven’t seen her for some time, she skipped town after getting into trouble driving when drunk. She had this favorite ditty she used to sing all the time. “Get it up, get it in, get it on, but don’t mess up my hair doooooo”. LOL…. I took her home one night as she had too much to drink and shouldn’t have been driving. Very attractive lady, nice body, gave me a big hug at the door, the kind that said ‘Come on in’, she almost pulled me in, I didn’t but it was sure tempting. I just don’t like to get into those situations.

You know, it’s not the far right Christians we have to fear so much as it is the far right Muslims. Talk about nut cases, come on, they maim their women and treat them like shit and won’t let them wear anything sexy. And I want to point something out, not all Muslim’s are the same. Many that live in America retains some of their basic beliefs but have evolved to the left. They just stay Muslims in word because there is members of their clans that would kill them if they exposed their true feelings.

I’ve shared some interesting emails the past few days with a lady near me, yes I have met and talked to her in person also, she was sexually molested as a child. No doubt she made some stupid decisions and did some stupid things but she is pretty honest about it all. That got me to wondering, I wonder if ‘Crazy’ also was, there is just something about that whole thing, based on past experiences with other women that makes me wonder that. She told me I should write a book, I have plenty for a book, except for the last chapter. I don’t want to write a book, I want someone else to write it. But I may have to, at least try. I have so many documents and saved emails here that it would take a lot of work to go through all of them. Most folks write books for the money, or hope of it, I could care less about the money, it's just something that needs to be done. I just want the world to be a better place.

Rick’s brother is restoring an old Dodge Dart, they pulled the automatic transmission out of it the other day, I’m picking it up today and bringing it to my place to rebuild it as I’ve gotten to be an old timer that has done plenty of the old ones. New computer controlled ones I don’t know so well, but the old ones are a piece of cake for me. I could rebuild a newer one, it would just take me a while.

I stepped outside at 1:00 this morning and that damn coon was out there, I sure would like to trap it and remove it to the forest. I would shoot it if I wasn’t in town. Like I’ve said before, in my mind everything here has a right to a chance at a peaceful existence and lifetime here, but not always in my space, and damn sure not in my face. Goddess can just put her damn coons somewhere else. I’ll get it trapped it one day, I just forgot to put it out last night.

Grrrrr. My email isn’t working right this morning, can send but not receive. Fucking computers, just making others stinking rich as the rest of us struggle along with defective shit. Demand better operating systems and keep them simple, all most of us want to do is to be able to communicate. Hey, AT&T (my Internet service provider), fuck you, get your shit together.

My favorite Goddess, she understands the deepest parts of my mind.
Terri

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Frustrated

Because the world is not what it should be, and it screws up my (our) spiritual journey/experiences. Greed bothers me, those that want to be spoiled bother me. Laurel Ann made that graphic, the lady in it is Jan, they are two of the sweetest women I know, and the easiest for me too talk to. We can talk about anything and be comfortable with it.

WHITE PLAINS, N.Y. - Most people check environmentally responsible behavior at the door when they check into a hotel, according to a survey released by Starwood Hotels & Resorts. Most of those polled said they are less likely to conserve water and electricity while they're away from home. More than six in 10 said they were using more because they knew it would be free. Three out of four hotel guests believe it is important to have their sheets and towels changed each day — an environmentally unfriendly habit few practice at home.

Not me so much, other than a little more water as I get to take a shower. I tell them I don’t want room service and I just use the same bedding and towels and such. People that like to be spoiled are a pain in the butt that don’t care about the planet.

Yesterday, I was outside and heard the phone ringing and I got to it just as the answering machine was giving it’s message, then there was a shrill noise on it. I swear, some people (monkeys) are just small minded idiots. Maybe it’s one of those screwed up Christians that thinks others will go to hell for doing things like that but that they are somehow exempt. Who knows, the world is full of things hard to figure out or know. My life sure gets interesting at times. LOL…. I guess the person doing it isn’t smart enough to realize that I can have the call traced if I decide too. I’m glad that all I am doesn’t include crap like that though, I don’t have the time or desire to be that small.

Sewmouse, I don’t think that the screwball in Egypt would spend the money to call me, she claims that she is very poor, but again, who knows, she is a fruitcake. And her book is pure insanity where she makes the most outlandish claims against others and things they have done to her. I should send it to you, want to have a look at it? Having said that, she has her good points, she just doesn’t know who and what she is.

Yeah, who knows, there are all kinds of sick, weird and really strange people on this planet, on the bright side, they make us look normal. LOL…. And the ‘Crazy’ I’ve been talking about isn’t even close to that kind of crazy, she’s a pretty cool lady, just has a loose transistor or two is all. Maybe gets a little confused at times, especially when it comes to me. LOL

I got an email from a lady yesterday, a local lady that I’ve given a few things too through Yahoo Freecycle. In the email she told me some about her childhood. Boy, I wasn’t loved but I sure didn’t go through what that poor girl went through. There is always someone that had it worse than you did, much worse.

And it was nice to hear from Dr. John yesterday, he’s the Christian minister I got into a pissing contest with last year. He took it very well though, unlike some Christians, hey, maybe I’m starting to convert him. :-)

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m surrounded

Hey, don’t get temperamental now, you often think so yourself. It’s where we are in our evolution… :-)
I’m beginning to think it’s where we will always be.

At the UU picnic George showed the group an exercise, chi chee or something like that, where you hold your hands out and move them up and down slowly and then pretend that they are in water and you can feel it, then the water thickens and feels like honey, and the honey becomes a ball of energy, and you roll it over your body, and blah, blah, blah.

Blah, blah, blah is right, those exercises never work for me, don’t get a thing out of them. When I get too stressed out or need some healing the cosmos takes over and does it own thing to me. I don’t plan those events or sit aside a time to do them. That works for me.

Sometimes it’s hard for the cosmos to get a message to me because my brain has so many leaks in it. LOL

Humans talk too much, they are just babbling brooks of bullshit. It interferes with their spirits and what they would like to be doing with each other. ‘Crazy’ and I do that all the time, we’re just a couple of babbling idiots. There are times when two spirits really dig each other that the human part of them should just shut up and let the spirits in them take them to a magical place. Just saying.

Something I really admire about ‘Crazy’ is that she is energetic and pretty well organized when it comes to her business things and book keeping. I’ve gotten somewhat sloppy about that being as I don’t have a business anymore, well, I don’t much care much about money so there ya go. I’d trust her with every penny I have, all thirty-seven cents. She’s one of the few women that I would trust with one of my credit cards. I’m always so busy that Helen keeps track of when I’m supposed to pay my bills and hounds me to do that. And she isn’t looking to be SPOILED !!

‘Crazy’ does have a habit of not getting cabinet doors and drawers shut as she flogs around in her own little world being a bit of a bubble head at times, and there are other little things that would irritate many men, but for some reason I think they are kind of cute. Someone should tell me to shut the hell up about ‘Crazy’. LOL

We are all children in various stages of growing up.

Some of my old blog posts were just too much fun, remember that pissing contest I got into with that brainwashed Christian minister and I stuck a dick in his mouth? LOL …. A good argument on the Internet with a far right Christian is always fun. Boy, good times.

A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.

Something else you don’t know about me, I carry two Band-Aids in my wallet. Because as ‘Crazy’ says “Men are self destructive”. LOL …. Geez, I’ve been in a car with her, she thinks everything is a race track.

Someone keeps calling me and then not saying anything when I answer, geez, maybe if she took her tongue out of my ear she could speak. LOL

I am complex, I honor all that I am, try it sometime.
It was a beautiful day yesterday, complete with ice cream.
Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Yesterday I said

First a joke:
A young cowboy from Montana goes off to college, but half way through the semester, he has foolishly
squandered all his money. He calls home. "Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern education is developing! They actually have a program here in Bozeman that will teach our dog, Ol' Blue, how to talk!"

"That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ol' Blue in that program?" "Just send him down here with $1,000" the young cowboy says. "I'll get him in the course." So, his father sends the dog and $1,000. About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out. The boy calls home. "So how's Ol' Blue doing, son," his father asks. "Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you just won't believe this - they've had such good results they have started to teach the animals how to read!"

"Read!" says his father, "No kidding! How do we get Blue in that program?" "Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk, nor read. So he shoots the dog.

When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father is all excited. "Where's Ol' Blue? I just can't wait to see him read something and talk!" "Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive home, Ol' Blue was in the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal, like he usually does. Then he turned to me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still messing' around with that little redhead who lives in town?' " The father exclaimed, "I hope you shot that son of a
bitch before he talks to your Mother!" "I sure did, Dad!" "That's my boy!"
The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.

The UU Fellowship picnic yesterday was okay, for a human experience, but after a while I wandered down to the beach alone for a while and then took a walk around the campground. When I returned to the herd they were fixing to leave so I took down my shelter and came back home. ‘Crazy’ was there and we spoke to each other a few times, I wanted to hug her but I contained myself, there is a lady friend from California visiting her, I spoke to her a bit also. I sent Crazy an email explaining some things I’ve never had a chance to tell her before so maybe she understands me a bit better now, maybe not.

Hey, put the fucking commas and periods where you want them if you don’t like where I put them. (Hugs)

I was brilliant yesterday, took all the things out there that I should have, including extra folding chairs. I was stupid yesterday, forgot to take my camera. Stopped at Albertson’s on the way and bought a reusable shopping bag for 99 cents. Some folks there really admired how I designed my shelter so that I could put it up alone. The other shelters required a number of people to put them up.

Yesterday I said “I don’t post many of them but it’s interesting to me that when I’m discussing something I often am provided with a comic or quote backing up what I’m dealing with at that presice time in time and space. Not sure how that works and I’m not going to spend any time trying to figure out how. If it works it works, that’s all I need to know.”

Then in a comment I said “Actually, I just figured out how it works. It’s part of my collective consciousness at work.” …. But I didn’t figure out anything, I’m not smart enough to figure out such things, I wasn’t even trying to figure it out, my mind was busy with other things when the cosmos popped that information into my head. Terri is a higher evolved part of my collective consciousness for example.

Terri…. I don’t sense that UU’s use their Fellowship halls as a protection against anything. But as a way to congregate together and share things. I’ve made many interesting observations in Fellowship events, but I make many interesting observations anywhere I go and experience during this evolution. They have some very interesting speakers and programs at times.

You said in a comment yesterday… “PS The UU s are about to cut strings with their Pagan congregations, probably because of the acceptance within Paganism for Polyamory (and almost any other sort of non harmful sexuality).”

I got to thinking about that later, the local Fellowship is strongly supporting gays, lesbians, transsexuals, bisexual and transgender (GLBT) people. In fact they just had a full page ‘ad’ in a flyer in the local rag bragging about that. I think the military does it right, keep it quite and don’t make a big deal about it, those folks that are screaming ‘accept me, accept me’ are just causing problems for themselves and their kind, it is going to blow up in their face. Or in time the local Fellowship will be not much more than those kind of folks. I’ve posted about GLBT folks before so I’m not going to babble on about it again other than to say I can live and let live as long as you keep it out of my face.

I’ve posted this before but will do so again….. Religious fundamentalists are motivated by the sneaking suspicion that someone, somewhere, is having fun -- and that this must be stopped.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Something you don’t know about me

I’m attracted to messed up women. I don’t know why, but there are plenty of them to be attracted to around here, sometimes it seems like that is all that is available to me. Some I just know and am just a friend to, but once in a while I meet one that I’m REALLY attracted to so we try to get to know each other better. But in the end it’s always the same, we part and go our own ways again. Often these women have wide comfort zones, when you first meet them it may be two or three feet. I can break that down pretty fast but past that a relationship with them becomes very difficult and when I give up her head is spinning ever faster. LOL

When I first moved here it was with the assumption that I was going to be a bum, as I put it. A self-supporting bum, but a bum none the less. I was talking to a fellow the other evening and told him I got the impression that he is a bum. And we got into that whole judgement bullshit thing. I pointed out that I was just making an observation (a correct one by the way). He said something else and I said that I’m a bum, that confused him as I had just told him that I owned this place. I just said that I’m really good at being a bum.

If there wasn’t any dust there wouldn’t be any snow.

I don’t post many of them but it’s interesting to me that when I’m discussing something I often am provided with a comic or quote backing up what I’m dealing with at that presice time in time and space. Not sure how that works and I’m not going to spend any time trying to figure out how. If it works it works, that’s all I need to know.

At the peace rally yesterday a man said that if the war ends we won’t have anything to do on Saturday afternoons. I sure will, but it’s sort of fun to meet with and enjoy and talk to people that are like minded about the same thing, it like a social thing.

Sewmouse…. That cartoon posted on Friday was nothing to do with my spirituality. Yes, it is discussed a lot here, but to live next door to me all a person sees is a regular human that picks his nose, scratches what itches, farts in his chair, does what needs to be done to make his life work, and all the other things that the rest of you do. My spirituality is mostly just thoughts reflected here, not actions lived in life, after all I live with others that are not that way either and I would seem pretty strange if I lived it ‘out loud’. Mostly I’m like a shadow and blend in with the herd although sometimes I do discuss it with others that are near my thinking spiritually. And you see plenty of my human side here also. The human brain is too puny to be spirituality high all the time. Hey, stop picking your nose. :-)

Terri…. Danish casino fraudsters? Waz zat?

The local herd of lost Unitarian Universalists are having their yearly picnic at Salt Creek today so I’m going out there as it’s enjoyable to do.

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Dollar Day

Terri…. I see you as a spiritual equal, we see many things the same way, as if we are one mind. I was hoping that you would leave a comment on my other blog about the ‘Crazy’ post as I’m interested in your view of that.

Wife: "I'm going to try something new this summer with the dog and kids."
Husband: "What's that?"
Wife: "I'm sending the dog to camp and the kids to obedience school."

The laundromat I’ve used for some time had a dollar day on Wednesday’s, but it recently got new owners and they have stopped doing that. So here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse it suddenly started costing more to wash clothes.

A washing machine that was given to me a while back wouldn’t do the spin cycle, I don’t expect the world to be a perfect place and for everything to be easy for me, I’m willing to make concessions, not be spoiled. After checking it out the other day I found that the solenoid that frees the tub so it can turn was ok, but that the timer wasn’t getting a signal to it, a bad contact in the timer I suppose. I’m not spending the money on a timer so I installed a light switch to activate the solenoid during the spin cycle.

That means I have to be there to do it at the right time but that is no big deal to me, I can read or write while the clothes are washing, that’s what I did at the laundromat anyway, and I’ve saved a washer from going to a landfill and gas to go to the launromat. At least for now, like all things though, it will die someday.

I asked The Future Was Yesterday a question yesterday (And just exactly which God do you think that you are not?) and his answer was.

This one's gonna have to be answered with a question; Why is it at all important to define any God, or the lack there of? You say you're God; I have no trouble with that. Whatever makes your bacon curl. I guess if pressed for an alternate answer, it would be I'm not you.

First I say I’m God, but I also say we are God, so folks should stop confusing things by thinking that I claim to be God as if I’m the only God. Why is it at all important at all to define any God? Because as I’ve pointed out before, that word is not going to go away !! It’s one of the most used and thought of words on the planet. Go ahead, make it go away, it is not going to go away !! I dare the whole planet to make it go away, how much time do you need to get rid one of the most used words and thoughts on the planet? Ten years? Okay, but it will still be here two hundred years from now. It will be here until mankind realizes that he/she is God/Goddess in evolution and stops talking about all the other beliefs.

As for the alternate answer, of “it would be I’m not you.” What makes you so sure of that? You sure sound like me a lot of the time. What part of “We are the all” don’t you get? Really, we are part of the all, that makes us the all. It seems that TFWY does not believe in a God, but yet he fusses at the heavens, what is the point in that if he doesn’t believe in God?

My computer is getting old, I’m going to have to replace it someday and I’m really resisting that as I like this custom made one and the old operating system on it, Windows Me. Some of you must be using the new Windows Vista system, any opinions about it? Maybe I should just put new hard drives in this one, at least the main drive, I keep the second one unplugged unless I want to copy something to it. I do have a back up computer sitting under my desk so maybe I can stumble along for a while yet. Mutter, mutter.

‘Crazy’ said to me in an email…. “You say or do whatever you feel like, no matter how offensive, and when someone complains, you conclude you're above them spiritually, and they just don't understand you; they are fools at the spiritual level.”

That is true, anyone that has followed this blog for very long knows that, but a lot of folks understand that and are trying to struggle higher themselves so they are not offended if I point that out. Those that are offended simply leave. If people don’t agree with what I say we are, they are wrong, my readers know and understand that. I’m trying to collect others that agree with me, or at least understand, shucks, everyone knows that. I’m trying to build a collective consciousness here, a common agreement.

Mankind needs to come to a common collective agreement as to what God is and stop trying to honor all the different religions out there, as I’ve pointed out before, they have been fighting about that for thousands of years and it will never end because there are always fringe elements that will get others worked up and they war each other. It’s been that way ever since the first tribes discovered each other and tried to tell each other about their God.

Believe me, if I could move to a different planet I would not take any of the bibles on this planet there for someone to pick up and start reading, those damn books put insanities in people and there won’t be peace on this planet until there is only one belief, you can mark my words on that. I would teach a whole new belief, that we are God/Goddess, in evolution, there in our special physical forms. That is all we need to know about God at this time in time and space.

And believe this, within the next five hundred years there will only be one belief on this planet, or mankind won’t be here as he will have destroyed the planet and himself.

The closest woman spiritually to me lives in Africa so I suppose that we will never meet but it’s as if we are using the same brain because we agree with each other in so many ways, (it’s too bad that she doesn’t live here). Or we discuss it until we do. Believe me, she is much higher spiritually than ‘Crazy’ is. She just ticked off because I mentioned sex, and completely misunderstood what I was saying anyway because she isn’t at my spiritual level of thinking and seeing things. I think that maybe she is uncomfortable talking to any man about sex.

As for my being spiritually above her, I darn sure am, and I couldn’t pull her up any because she spends her life trying to control every moment and aspect of it instead of just relaxing and letting me say much about some things, letting the cosmos just be a magical place.

Have you ever noticed that the most intelligent people do not get offended if you call them an idiot or a fool? They recognize that they just might be. And as the current expert on God/Goddess I can assure you that at this time in time and space that God is an idiot. The cartoon posted here this morning illustrates how ‘Crazy’ thinks of me just because I brought up the subject of sex. Just read the first and last panels.

Many of you are already familiar with the Green Earth pledge, but if you are not I ask you to add your pledge.
Green Earth

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Sewmouse will like this

Look, hon, I’m a star !! LOL


The Future Was Yesterday…… I’m wondering just how it is that you proved to yourself that you are not God? And just exactly which God do you think that you are not?

It cooled off and wasn’t so hot here yesterday, thankfully. Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Pissed off pussy

Boy, that tomcat I trapped is one tough street cat, and pissed off pussy. It’s too bad someone didn’t have a video camera here, it would have made a great Utube video. After trapping him the other evening I didn’t want to leave him in that small trap over night, it seemed a bit abusive and I couldn’t take him to the vet until yesterday morning. So I put him in a small back room at Helen’s home where she keeps a litter box for her cats.

There isn’t much in that room other than a few pieces of antique furniture and cat things that she stores in there. Maybe I should have left him in that trap though. He came flying out of the trap and landed on top an antique makeup desk like women used in the old days and like to killed himself hitting the windows trying to get out.

I went out and in a few minutes he settled down and was quite. Until two in the morning when Helen heard him battling the windows again, and there was a big crash. When I went over in the morning to collect him she said to bring some gloves, ha, ha, ha, that is one mean street fighting and pissed off cat, there was no way in hell I was going to try to catch him with gloves.

I took a piece of plywood over, set her pet carrier on the floor against the door frame, closed the door against it and blocked the space above it with the plywood. This would make it look like an escape route to a scared cat that wants to escape. Discovered that he had knocked the mirror off of the makeup desk, that is what the crash had been. Then I went in there with a broom to flush him out from under a chest that he was hiding under.

Man oh man, where’s a movie camera when you need one. I’m telling you, the shit hit the fan. When I touched him on the butt with that broom he came out of there like a renegade rocket ship on steroids, made two loops around the room at damn near the speed of light bouncing off the walls and other things and tried attacking me two times before he jumped back on the makeup desk and tried to break the windows out again.

I used the broom to push him off and we repeated act one again, about ten frigging times !!! A wild pissed off cat ricocheting off of everything and me flaying a broom around like a wild man, it had to be worth seeing. I finely got him tired enough that I was able to push him toward where I wanted him to go and when he finely noticed it he dived for it, so hard that he pushed it back two inches when he hit the end of the carrier. I slammed the door shut and was ready to go to the vet, but first I had to sit a minute and catch my breath, that pussy like to tuckered me out. Wild cats and wild women, gotta be very careful around them.

I put him in the back of the pickup and Helen asked why I didn’t put him in the cab with us. There was no way I wanted a wild pissed off cat in that cab if it should happen to break out of that cheap plastic pet carrier.

brad4d said in a comment on my blog. ”Every year is another tool, IQ points are the odds you'll get a chance to fix somethin'

So I posted the following comment on his blog.
Hello friend, thank you for visiting my blog. Are you a reader, I used to read a lot, but like Einstein said "At some time you have to stop reading and start thinking for yourself".

Now I spend many hours alone in communication with the cosmos. That is not an easy task and it's taken me through many dark tunnels and I had to learn to walk a tightrope over the pit of insanity.

But if you like to read I would like to recommend a few books. Gods Debris & The Religion war by Scott Adams. Read them in that order. He admits that they are just mind exercisers but they are still interesting and I pulled things from them.

My favorite romance is The Bridge Across Forever by Richard Bach.
A very profound book that I studied is Think On These Things, by J. Krishnamurti.
And I've studied Einstein a lot.

You said..."Every year is another tool, IQ points are the odds you'll get a chance to fix somethin'"

Maybe, maybe not, things keep getting harder to fix, time will tell. Hugs.

LORENZAGO DI CADORE, Italy - Pope Benedict XVI reasserted the primacy of the Roman Catholic Church, approving a document released Tuesday that says other Christian communities are either defective or not true churches and Catholicism provides the only true path to salvation.

The pope is an idiot, a fool. Only a very defective brain would believe that in this day and age.
The world might start getting ready for some serious religion wars, the peaceful folks may not be able to stop them. In a very real sense Iraq is a religion war being as Mr. Bush reads his bible everyday and decides he is doing Gods work.

Terri, your comment about the lady in Egypt is a good observation because her book clearly shows how her own thinking and actions have been a real problem to her and messed up much of her life.

It was very hot again yesterday, hopefully it will cool off some now as many places here do not have air-conditioning.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

A lazy day

It was very warm for this area yesterday, one hundred, and I didn't do much, just puttered around. I had the tent set up in Helen's backyard so I cleaned it and took it down to store it.

In my post of the 9th, The Future Was Yesterday said "I was told one time, "There's only two things you need to know about God, kid. There IS one - and it DAMN sure ain't you!" .... I see, and you decided to believe that?

Ha, last evening I trapped the tom cat that knocks up the females around here. Today he is going to the vet.

Have a great day, hug.... BBC

Posted before

But I think I will post it again for my new readers.

I never feel more given to
than when you take from me,
when you understand the joy I feel
giving to you.

And you know my giving isn’t done
to put you in my debt,
but because I want to live the love I feel for you.

To receive with grace
may be the greatest giving.
There’s no way I can separate the two.

When you give to me,
I give you my receiving.
When you take from me,
I feel so given to.
Song "Given To" (1978) by Ruth Bebermeyer

I’ve talked about this before, but my life is based on giving what I can because I believe in a magical cosmic karma that what goes out is returned in some way. And it’s not like it costs me anything, so much stuff flows to me that I often have what others need. Yesterday a lady was looking for a basketball hoop for her grandson, yup, I had two of them here so I took her one.

Sometimes, if I’m pretty fond of someone I give gifts of time and labor, or ask for very little money anyway, as long as I get gas money I’m happy. Like the last time I was at ‘Crazies’ for about five hours, I asked for some money, she gave me twenty bucks, that was fine with me. Sometimes I make a hundred bucks an hour off the stupid rich people, it all evens out in my mind. Yes I call her ‘Crazy’, but don’t misunderstand me, she’s a special kind of crazy that I like. It’s just too bad that the situation is what it is, but she has got another boy monkey in her life. It seems like a strange relationship to me, what little I know of it, but he never seems to be there much for her, well, maybe the sex is good. But again, I don’t know.

Anyway, after taking the basketball hoop to the lady I went to another place and picked up nine free treated 4X4 fence posts that are eight and ten feet long. They will be very useful to me as I extend my storage area. Boy, they had been set in cement, time for me to start admitting that I’m not forty anymore and that a hundred pounds is starting to be a struggle for me to pick up. I also got other loose lumber that will come in handy, my storage extension will cost next to nothing.

Then I went to another place and picked up two free filing cabinets, a louvered by-fold door, an interesting plastic queen size bed frame, and some other items. I’ll give the filing cabinets away as I don’t need them. Also the bed frame as I have in storage a nice four poster wooden queen size frame and head and foot boards. But there is no point in my setting it up when I have slept alone for years now and just sleep on a single bed.

That is a picture of the boat I just swiped. It’s sort of a canoe style only wider and with a hard chime, made to stand up in when fly-fishing and is twelve and a half feet long. I’ve never had a hankering to go fishing for flies but it will be handy on camping trips to the lakes, can also be used on the sound in good weather.

I made the dolly yesterday, from an aluminum window frame that the glass was broken out of, and two wheelchair wheels. Because everything had been given to me it just cost the price of a few screws to make it. When I start using the camp trailer maybe I will design a system to put it on top of the trailer.

I already have an electric trolling motor and a ten horse Honda four cycle gas outboard so I’m pretty much set to go boating now.

I don’t work from a script, I make it all up as I go along, that is how the cosmos works because there was no plan in the beginning. Everyone that knows me well, lives around me, knows that I’m a renegade running my own parade. Just like Jesus and many others before and after him. It isn’t a very big parade, and folks come and go from its ranks, but a few of the most advanced minds have been with me for some time now. Complex minds have a lot in them, and I show others all that is in mine, that’s pretty spooky to a lot of folks. Hey……. BOO !! LOL

Terri, a lady in Egypt that thinks she has God given powers put a curse on me, I’m sure that she would like to see me dead but I’m still kicking.

Judge your success not only by what you've become, but by what others have become because of you.

I was just kidding about swiping the boat, it’s just more fun to say it that way.

Have a great day, hugs…… BBC