Just some thoughts

It's OK to get angry with God. I can take it. I can also dish it out. :-)

Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

Life is too short for long pity parties. Get busy living, or get busy dying.

It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.

Over prepare, then go with the flow.

Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

The most important sex organ is the brain.

Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

Hum, you know what?

I tried to get one of the cats to do my post today, but they won’t have a thing to do with it because we are fucking crazy, oh yes we are. That is why animals laugh at us.

I went for a walk yesterday, to a store to look at fabrics for a couple of projects. On the walk I passed a second hand store with the following hours posted.

Open M-F 12:00 till I get bored

Experimenting:

After I get the foam panels installed in the camper I’m going to need some filler to smooth things out before I put the fabric on the walls. A normal person, whatever in the hell that is, might just use drywall mud. And that most likely would work. But I’m not normal in that way because I’m this eccentric genius in some ways. Did you know that Einstein didn’t wear socks?

Anyway, I want something that is fairly flexible and sticks well. And is cheap, so I’ve done some experimenting. You can’t use a lot of oil based products on foam cells as it will eat into them, and most powders that you can buy and mix with water are not flexible after drying. The solution I ended up with is to mix fine sawdust in with latex paint to make it thick enough to put on a vertical surface.

I’ll do that unless one of you has a better solution, or know of a product that I can buy that is reasonable in price.

Success is a journey, not a destination.

A problem is a chance for you to do your best.

All great discoveries are made by people whose feelings run ahead of their thinking.

If you care at all, you'll get some results. If you care enough, you'll get incredible results.

The Asshole Bill of Rights

Davo sent this to me, it’s interesting enough to post. I’m not saying it is all right, or all wrong, only that it’s interesting. And I changed just a few things in it.

The Asshole Bill of Rights.
As an ASSHOLE, I proclaim the following:

#1 I will live my life the way I deem fit, screw political correctness.
#2 I have the right to choose my religious path if I choose one at all. Christianity is a con.
#3 If I want to eat a cow, I will eat a cow.
#4 I have the right to hang up on telemarketers midsentence and not have to worry about whether or not I was polite.
#5 If I think someone's an idiot, I will tell them they're an idiot.
#6 I have the right to tell children that their parents aren't raising them correctly. (Think of how many times you've been at a supermarket and heard a screaming child the entire time...what exactly would you want to say that'd be any nicer?)
#7 If you don't know what you're talking about, shut the hell up.
#8 You may have the right to speak, but I don't have to listen to you.
#9 If I want to be rude, loud, and obnoxious, it's a free country.
#10 If I want to go to a bar, destroy my liver with alcohol, clog my arteries with junk, and have unsafe sex with the woman/man I just met, I ought to be able to smoke while I'm at it.
#11 I may be ugly, but you're ignorant, and I can go to a library.
.#12 (Your name here) for President!
#13 (Your name here) should be proclaimed God and given reign over society.
.#14 Your daughter just got drunk at a party, made a slut of herself, and you're worried about my religious beliefs?
#15 Before you tell me how to run my beliefs, be certain that your own is based on facts.
#16 Just because you work at McDonald's doesn't mean you have an excuse to have an I.Q. under twelve.
#17 Just because you're a student does not mean that you're any more enlightened than someone that works at a bank.
#18 Speaking of Banks, if I miss a Visa repayment by one day, you do not have to steal $25 from my account!!
#19 If you're stupid enough to give me credit, deal with the consequences.
#20 It's ignorant to charge someone $35 if they miss a payment for $5.(If I didn't have the $5, what makes you think I'm going to have $35 you retards!!)
#21 If you don't like the way I drive then try using intelligence.
#22 If your dog or cat is so smart, then why do you talk to it like it's a newborn baby?
#23 If I shoot you while you're committing a crime, and you try to sue me for it, I'll shoot you again.
#24 Anyone who would give up freedoms and liberties for temporary security deserves to live in a prison.
#25 If you choose to live in a Hurricane zone, don't whine when you get hit by a Hurricane. And don’t expect the rest of us to bail you out.

Hillary country?

Helen and I went to a play yesterday afternoon, it was very good, and funny. Then we went out on the spit for a bit, there was some whales going by, cool. I haven’t worked on the camp trailer for a few days, need the weather just a bit warmer.

Winai….. Just as often as not, it’s the troubled and negative people in the world that help change it for the better. Jesus and many others throughout history were troubled and negative people, so there you go, you’re in good company. You can be negative in positive and progressive ways I guess, and bitch about, well, everything. LOL

Alistair….. Trackers and counters tell us one thing, that we are just specks of dust.

A man walked into a bar in Louisville , Kentucky and ordered a drink. While he was sitting at the bar watching TV, one of Hillary's political ads came on. After it went off, he announced to everyone, "Hillary is a horse's ass!"

The bartender reached under the bar and brought out an oak club about 18 inches long and hit the man square across the mouth, knocking him off his stool and onto the floor.

After a minute or two, the man got up, straightened himself up and said to the bartender, "I'm sorry. I didn't know this was Hillary country."

"It's not!" replied the bartender. "This is horse country!"
…..

What ever, America is one screwed up country and should be put out of its misery.
…..
WASHINGTON (AFP) - The gulf between rich and poor in the United States is yawning wider than ever, and the number of extremely impoverished is at a three-decade high, a report out Saturday found.

Ah geez, and this is such a sweet christian country. Christians wouldn’t think of screwing each other. What? You detect some bitterness in me? Generally speaking, the only good christian is a dead one. Just saying.

Honoring Goddess

I want to honor some women that I think are the cream of the crop when it comes to American women.
Anne Johnson at Anne
Rosie Griffeth at Rosie

And this lady, Erin Ambrose at a blog I just spotted, I haven’t checked her blog out a lot yet but I like it and her. Erin

I consider American women like these ladies to be some of the best women in America, far above the needy ones that have too much, want more, and don’t do much to help the world become a better place. And they help balance out the fact that God is cranky so much of the time. I’ll have more to say about that later.

And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention my neighbor, Helen, a woman that is so thankful for so little. My good friend Laurel Ann. And, Sewmouse, and Arizona Goddess. They are also okay gals in my book.

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant. - Robert Louis Stevenson

Some of the Best Moments in Life...To take an evening walk along the beach…..To laugh .laugh........ and laugh ...... remembering stupid things done with stupid friends…. To watch the sunset from the hill top…. To laugh without a reason. … To take an evening walk along the beach.

One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do

I have the book mentioned here, so it was interesting to find the following about it. Some years ago, Laurence J. Peter wrote a book about inefficiency in the business world. He called it: The Peter Principle: Why Things Always Go Wrong. He sent the manuscript to McGraw-Hill. Their publications editor rejected it, saying, "I can foresee no commercial possibilities for such a book and consequently can offer no encouragement."

Peter sent his manuscript to 29 more publishers, and 29 more publishers rejected it. They agreed that its market value was limited. After 30 rejections, you'd think that Peter would give up on his manuscript. But he didn't; he sent it out one more time -- this time to William Morrow and Company. This time it was accepted. And how did the book do marketwise? It sold over eight million copies. Not too bad for a book that 29 publishers rejected.

The business of the New York journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon...We are the tools and vassals of rich men behind the scenes. We are the jumpingjacks; they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. - John Swinton, former editor of the NY Times (said AFTER he retired)

You needn't think there is nothing you can do - you can tell the truth.

In Chico, California: Detonating a nuclear device within the city limits is a $500 fine. (No shit)

In Alabama is a law: Boogers may not be flicked into the wind.

My address is like my shoes. It travels with me. I abide where there is a fight against wrong. -Mother Jones

You can do one of two things; just shut up, which is something I don't find easy, or learn an awful lot very
fast, which is what I tried to do.-Jane Fonda

Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.-Helen Keller

Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.- Louisa May Alcott

Wedding Pictures

Doing Ralph’s and Karen’s wedding yesterday was fun, it was at the Junction tavern, or as I call them, a Beer Church. It happens that I know Karen’s folks, her mother is in a lot of the plays that I go see. And her father goes to the peace protests. I knew a lot of the people but there were folks there I didn’t know and getting a little aquatinted is always fun. If they ask if I’m the minister I say something like, “I’m the officiant, but I’m really just here to get drunk.” Lines like that are usually good for a laugh.

Yet another person has requested that I don’t comment on her blog. Says that some of my comments are negative, instead of seeing them as another viewpoint. What ever, I’ll do her the favor of not even reading her blog, she is just another spoiled neurotic christian anyway, and never fusses about the wars, people starving, things like that. I always test spoiled people too much sooner or later.

I have lots that I would like to post today but I think I will just stick with this.

Everyone is always quoting someone else. Well, I’m going to quote me.

We are God in evolution. – Billy B Cook

One of my cards

Click on to make bigger

How many???

How many of you

The link will take you to a site where you can see how many other people in the U. S. have your same name. There are 454 Billy Cook's in America. But I would still stand out in that crowd, if I wanted to. He, he, he.

Ah, I’m doing a wedding today, at six this evening. That will be enjoyable.

Ever wonder what your partner is really saying? Here is what they say, and what it really means, umm, maybe, it’s just for fun.

Did you come? == Because I didn't.
I have something to tell you. == Get tested.
I'm a Romantic. == I'm poor.
I'll give you a call. == I'd rather have my nipples eaten off by wild dogs than see you again.
Trust me. == I'm cheating on you.
I love you. == You're a good lay.
I think we should just be friends. == You're ugly.
Haven't I seen you before? == Nice ass.
I want to make love to you. == Let's fuck.
Was it good for you? == I'm insecure about my manhood.
We need to talk. == I'm pregnant.
I had a wonderful time last night. == Who the hell are you?
I've been thinking a lot. == You're not as attractive as when I was drunk.
I've learned a lot from you. == Next!
I want a commitment. == I'm sick of my dildo.
I think we should see other people. == I have been seeing other people.
Let's get married. == Now can we fuck?
We don't have to do anything until you are ready. == Put out or get out.
I feel it's time to express our love for each other. == Give me some sex.
I still think about you. == I miss the sex.
Is there something wrong? == Is it supposed to be this soft?
You're so mature. == I hope you're eighteen.
Yes...Yes..."scream!" == Aren't you done yet?

Kath Bee… I don’t blame you for not talking about religion. But this blog is God Uncensored so it stands to reason that it will be discussed here while I tell the idiots on this planet that all the established religions are wrong. That in fact, we are God in evolution and need to take on that responsibility. I may as well just go beat my head against a wall though. As for fighting, I only fight with words, wars and killing is for those religious monkeys.

I’ve posted my ranting about the less evolved monkeys on my other blog. Not that I suppose our fussing about such things will ever do any good.
A Fireside Chat

Fireside Chat

Kath Bee…. In New Zealand, sent me one of her CD’s of children’s songs. They are cute songs, I played it on my DVD player, would be cool if it had video or graphics with it. They went nice with my beer last night. LOL … I will take it to the big preschool and see if they would like to have it. Kath Bee

ALEXANDRIA, Egypt (Reuters) - An Alexandria court convicted an Egyptian blogger on Thursday for insulting both Islam and Egyptian President Hosni Mubarak and sentenced him to four years in jail over his writings on the Internet…..

I guess it is a good thing that I don’t live in Egypt being as I insult so many religions other than the fun and goofy ones, and those that believe we are God in evolution. And our stupid leaders, I like to pick on them also. Hell, they would put me in jail forever. Ah, but those idiots have been doing that to me for thousands of years. Those camel jockeys are sure a lot of fools. It appears that freedom of expression in Egypt is a no no. Therefore ALL Egyptians should start speaking up loud and clear, they can’t jail everyone.

Stupid Iraqis….What is with you stupid Iraqis? Why do you fight each other? Both of your religious ideologies are wrong and stupid. Sunni and Shiite’s, and what ever else you call yourselves, knock it off you frigging idiots, no one is supposed to be killing each over what God is. Muhammad was an idiot from a long time ago, he wasn’t anyone’s final prophet, wake up and see the new age. It’s too bad that God isn’t omnipotent in the way you think he is, or God would spank your little monkey butts. And those American’s monkey’s butts also.

There is definitely no logic to human behavior.

Banned….. I’ve been banned from commenting on yet another blog. He, he, he. Some folks just don’t like to be tested. Oh, wait, she is a muslim. Hey….. Kirsten, how about some sugar sweetie-pie? No reason why those camel jockey’s should get all of it. LOL

You know what I like most about our government? Nothing.

Being as the 21st was Ash Wednesday, God now proclaims next Wednesday to be Ass Wednesday. And I expect all of you to put your differences aside and try to get laid. Really, it will make you feel better. Barring that, you can at least masturbate.

People who don't share, think they're winning a game where you end up with a lot.

People who worry about others, worry less about themselves. Those who worry a lot about themselves, don't even think about others, let alone worry about them.

"They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse." -Emily Dickinson

Go look in a mirror... Yeah, I know, I put that in a comment a few days ago, but just in case you missed it.

That would be cool

Hammer posted that picture on his blog. I sure wish I could fart like that. What a hoot that would be. Lets see, run a hose from my butt so I could hold it in my hand……. He, he, he.

Willie for president?

He may be better than a politician. I’m willing to give someone like him a shot.

Yesterday I got the roof vent installed in the camper. I didn’t get a key for the dead bolt lock on it either. So I went through my key collection and found one that would slide into it. Then I took the lock apart and screwed with the pins until I got it to working with that key.

I also put the headliner back in my pickup. Rick didn’t charge me for doing it so that saved me about a hundred and fifty bucks, it’s nice to have friends like him.

Rosie….. I don’t mind the whacko’s coming to my blog, but they don’t come to it very much, they don’t like God picking on and insulting them, telling them that they are frigging idiots. Go figure. But we sure have fun with them sometimes…. LOL

Kirsten is another screwed up woman. She even admitted that in an earlier blog post of hers. And she damn sure doesn’t like me testing her. She did a post showing old folks after sex. But I’ll bet she doesn’t allow my comment. LOL… Kirsten, my regards to Ahab the Arab. He, he, he. But I will finish her book someday, if I can find it, I seem to have lost it. Well, misplaced it anyway, it’s not like I used it for toilet paper or starting fires, like I do pages of the bible. Man, those Muslims are as screwed up in the head as Christians are.

You know what? I have a small deeply disturbed following. Sound familiar? LOL….

Boy, these new hair clippers that I bought a few weeks ago seem huge. They are about twice as big as my cool battery operated one. I think that these babies would shear sheep, or goats. I could hurt myself with these things, take off an ear. Hum, take off an ear, shave my head, wear an eye patch, run for president as an independent of the Vulture party. LOL

LOS ANGELES - Checks from Hollywood's A-list stars such as George Clooney, Eddie Murphy and Barbra Streisand added up to an expected, one-night take of $1 million for Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama.

The cap for a political campaign should be one million bucks. What in the fuck is it with spending so much money to become president? To become an underachiever? I swear, I’m surrounded by frigging idiots.

It’s laundry day here at Polly’s Honky Tonk Saloon and Whorehouse. Have a good day everyone. Peace and Light. BBC

Control

Wrong.

I've done without it for about six years now.

Go control someone else.

Hugs though.

Love and Light, and all that.

A place to reflect and communicate with the spirit.

The picture is of the fire I was setting in front of last night.

Wood does not burn, any questions?

Caution, reading my blogs will confuse you, until you start reaching enlightenment. Then it becomes easier to understand the journey, if you ever understand it at all. Unless you have followed it from day one it can seem like total chaos in fact. I don’t even want to be doing this, it’s as if I’m driven to.

Readers that have followed my blog for some time know that I have an old double reclining love seat out in the yard under a shelter. And that Hippie John gave me an old Franklin fireplace. It’s good to sit there at times and reflect and communicate with spirit, my higher self.

You know, being a christian, or follower of Jesus, isn’t the same as being the spirit of Jesus, or God. Being a christian or muslim and such is being an underachiever, like being the president of a country. Or did what I just say go right over your heads? Newsblog 5000… I don’t know that a person has to be an asshole to run a country, but I assume that they must think that they are special, gifted to do that. I contend that we simply pick the wrong people to do it. Not that we have much choice in this stupid system. I wouldn’t be the president of any country, only the monarch. My county is ran by screwed up christians, I want someone else. Someone that is spiritual only. But they don’t allow spirituality in our government.

Women think that they should be ruling this world, and I won’t argue with the principal. But I do observe that they have gotten too greedy to do it properly. Everything has become about ‘control’ to them, and it seems, them being spoiled. And the war of the sexes isn’t worth fighting. Maybe men and women should just live in separate homes and just use each other for sex. That seems odd to me but I make note that a lot of folks do it and it seems to work for them.

Guys should just take up hobbies and other interests and leave today’s modern women alone with their vibrators.

Yesterday I took the headliner out of my pickup and took it to Rick’s shop. He will glue new material on it for me. I also boxed in where the roof vent is going in the camp trailer. If it isn’t raining today I will cut the hole and install it.

People that try to put meaning in the letters in word verification are just messing with their brains. They are just randomly generated letters. But they are the same kind of people that read horoscopes, silly people. All that crap is pseudoscience, not real science. When you get to the end of the day, what you saw and experienced is what you got. It hasn’t got a thing to do with a cosmic plan.

Kirsten was complaining on her blog about doctors and medical care. Hey toots, it’s a damn site better than it was a few hundred years ago when you were lucky to live to fifty. And in general it isn’t the fault of the doctors and nurses that people die. It’s more often than not because of the money mongers that run all of the medical professions. Even with the best of medical care you are going to dye one day, so you may as well accept that. Maybe a car will nail you the next time you are out driving. Or some crackpot will shoot you. Anything can happen on any given day, making each day a gift, so do the best you can with it. But I wouldn’t expect any special treatment.

He, he, he, she called me a whore-horse. As I recall, she ran around in the dessert with Ahab the Arab having fun with her in the sack. So that makes her the horses whore? Or just where she was on this life's journey? I suggest that she doesn’t get too self-rightness considering what she has done in her life.

Hammer…. Kill them all and let God sort them out is one way of thinking about it. I often feel that way about the monkeys that are always warring with each other. Only a lot of innocent people also get killed that way. I would not fight our presidents war for him, he is a fool. But the world is full of fools.

Yeah, I’ve had a gun pointed at my head, and it scared the hell out of me. But I was very young, and it was a crazy kid that pointed it at me. He didn’t live long, destroyed himself. It wouldn’t bother me so much now, I accept that death by any means can happen at any moment. In fact when I started this blog I fully expected a crazy christian to kill me within six months. Hasn’t happened yet, but I won’t be surprised if it does.

Carina…. True spirituality, to me, is when we accept that we are God, in evolution, and try to live accordingly. That of course requires that the whole of humanity takes up that collective belief instead of continuing to believe all the other nonsense they have been taught for thousands of years.

Children's Comments About Angels

I only know the names of two angels. Hark and Harold. Gregory, 5

I hear angels all the time in my dreams. And I'm sticking with that no matter how many people tell me I'm crazy. Molly, 8

Everybody's got it all wrong. Angels don't wear halos anymore. I forget why but scientists are working on it. Olive, 9

It's not easy to become an angel! First, you die. Then you go to heaven then there's still the flight training to go through. And then you got to agree to wear those angel clothes. Matthew, 9

My guardian angel helps me with math, but he's not much good for science. Henry, 8

Angels talk all the way while they're flying you up to heaven. The basic message is where you went wrong before you got dead. Daniel, 9

When an angel gets mad, he takes a deep breath and counts to ten. And when he lets out his breath, somewhere there's a tornado. Regan, 10

All angels are girls because they gotta wear dresses and boys didn't go for it. Antonia, 9

My angel is my grandma who died last year. She got a big head start on helping me while she was still down here on earth. Katelyn, 9

Some of the angels are in charge of helping heal sick animals and pets. And if they don't make the animals get better, they help the kid get over it. Vicki, 8

What I don't get about angels is why, when someone is in love, they shoot arrows at them. Sarah, 7

Yanking your chain

Yup, those girls are always yanking our chains. Screwing with the spiritual. You don’t arrive here spiritual of course, it’s something that evolves in you, or not.

I goofed off yesterday. Well, more or less. After all, it was Sunday. In the morning I mixed up some of my styrofoam/sawdust wood to fill in a part of the floor in the camper that was bad.

BTW, if you make styrofoam glue, and I think you should to keep it from going to the landfills, only make what you will need at the time. Remember, just a few ounces of gas makes a fair amount of glue, it will eat up about a six by six inch cube of styrofoam. Maybe a little more than that.

Anyway, if you make more than what you need, even if you put it in a sealed container it will keep getting harder and harder. After a few weeks you will just have some soft plastic, useful for some things of course, after a few months you will have some hard plastic.

So just make a little at a time, if you need more, make a little more. I didn’t make enough sawdust filler to fill the space I’m filling, but I will let it set for a few days and then make some more. It’s okay to layer it. And once it is set it is better than cement.

Helen won a ticket from the radio station for a free meal at the Agnew fellowship hall. So we went there for lunch and paid for one dinner. The Patrie’s, and Mulligan’s were there, they are members of the local UU Fellowship, so we sat with them. Vivian mentioned that she had discovered my blog while doing a Google search for the friendship dinners, said something like it had a lot of negative fussing in it, but that she understood. Hey, why wouldn’t God be pissed at how this world is.

Nancy was also there, she goes to the UU Fellowship, she served us our dinners. I like these people, they all have more money than they have sense but they are good folks.

Then we went on to Sequim to the Home Depot for a gallon of clear high gloss latex that I will use in the camp trailer. On the way back home I stopped at an RV sales lot to check the prices of small camp trailers. They are about seventeen thousand dollars and I wouldn’t even get what I wanted. They have small crappy single pane windows in them and are poorly insulated and expensive to heat. I want big windows and something easy to heat.

And I don’t want all the modern fancy crap. I want a simple heater that I can depend on. Not some fancy piece of crap that will blow a circuit board transistor when I’m at the beach or mountains. I’ll make my own camper, and heater, thank you.

After returning home I cut some ¾ inch plywood strips to use for roof ribs, and set two pieces of the foam in place on the back wall with silicone.

Then Helen came over and we watched Air Force One with Harrison Ford in it. A lot of action in that movie even though I question the politics of it. Hell, I question all politics, they are all bullshit. God wouldn’t run the world through politics. And there isn’t a person reading this that would run their world or country with politics. Even those folks that use their blogs as political mouthpieces. Folks, deep down inside you don’t really believe in that bullshit. Your homes are not democracies, they are monarchies, and you know it. You just get caught in that game because that is the game that is in town.

Anyway, all the fighting that Harrison Ford did in that movie. What a crock, what good script writing. I’m here to tell you that as a man that was raised in a mining town that all that fighting isn’t real. I’ve been in some dandy fights and I’m here to tell you that you had better get it out of the way in a hurry. After you hit someone about four times real hard your hand is pretty much a piece of shit. It isn’t going to be any good for much for about a week. In the heat of a fight you may get in a number of licks, but believe me, your hands will know it the next day.

I hate to say it, but maybe its just better to pull out a gun to blow idiots away. What a stupid world. What would you say to someone that had a gun stuck to your head? Well, what? I’m omnipresent, only smarter than I once was. I would look right into his eyes and say “Go ahead, motherfucker, make my day”. These idiots think that they can kill the spirit of God. Funny. Jesus did it wrong, he should have packed a gun, we can’t have peace until the monkeys are gone.

Rose….. As for the idiots that go to blogs to bad mouth me. Nothing new there hon. People have been bad mouthing me for thousands of years. Christians yet, they are so screwed up. People need to be the spirit of Jesus, not christians, they are two different things.

They get bent out of shape if I seem to flirt some, make some risque jokes, tell others that I love them, give them virtual hugs. They call me a pervert if I talk about sex. Well, why else would the spirit be here? To enjoy physical sex in a humans body of course. It’s too bad we have to put up with all the monkeys though. Christians, bah, I’ll never get involved with a christian woman again, they are crazy.

Alistair….. I know what you are going through, I have a ten year head start on you though. Sure we misunderstand each other at times, it’s not always easy to be clear communicating this way. We are on parallel paths and they are different, but one day they may join. We shall see.

So, it is a new day, I will go with the day and see where it takes me. Remember, keep it simple stupid, oh, and pay real close attention, it often boils down to ‘I hear what you are saying, but I see what you are doing.’ And have a good day everyone, hugs…. BBC

Joyful, Joyful

It always gives me great joy when I can tell you that someone or something is a piece of shit. Even if I happen to think it is you. *hugs* Umm, or me. :-)

Someone gave me a can of DAP tex Multi-Purpose Insulating Foam Sealant. I don’t recall who, I just know that I didn’t buy it. It is a latex-based foam sealant, so that is kind of interesting. It won’t over expand, or so it says on the can. I can believe that, hell, it’s like fucking cotton candy. This stuff is as worthless as boobs on a woman that doesn’t want her nipples kissed.

No shit, in my book, for the kinds of things I do with foam sealant, this stuff is worthless crap. I used some of it in the camper, not knowing what it was. It may be okay for some things but I sure in the hell don’t know what. It doesn’t stick to other surfaces well, it fucking takes forever to cure if the temperature is under seventy, in fact I’m not sure it ever fucking cures.

Even after it ‘cures’ it is just wimpy shit with no body and no strength. So I dug it out of where I had used it, that was easy being as it is such wimpy shit. What I couldn’t reach with a scraper I blew out with compressed air. I really don’t know what that shit would be good for, umm, maybe spray a puff in each ear if the neighbors are playing their Bach and Beethoven to loud?

I got married last night, she was a good woman, it was a nice dream.

Anyway, yesterday I got the skin patches on the camp trailer finished, and cleaned up some of the mess from doing such a project. Added support to one roof member. Nothing worthy of taking a picture of yet. Next I think I will install the roof vent where I want to put it.

Sarah..... I'll never do the Bibbulmun Track, except though the eyes of others, it's too far away and I don't travel much anymore. There are a lot of beautiful places to see around here that I haven't seen yet. Come on over. :-)

So the heavy Sunday shit is on my other blog for you folks that are interested in such things. Comments to Alistair and Anne Johnson, and other stuff.

Heavy Sunday Shit

Hammer’s Hot Wheels …. LOL

Yesterday I started installing some skin patches on the camp trailer where I had removed outside access doors but I ran out of pop rivets. After chopping firewood for awhile and doing some other chores, by the time I went to town for more rivets it was raining so I didn’t get that finished. Oh well, today is a new day.

So in the afternoon I watched America’s Sweethearts with Julia Roberts and Billy Crystal, being a sucker for romantic comedies I really liked it. Julia Roberts is always such a great actress, and I like Billy Crystal.

The program I went to last evening about a 600 mile hike along the Bibblmen trail in Australia by two local ladies was pretty good. Then I stopped at Beer Church and sang two songs before returning home.

I see that the city of Port Angeles has a blog now, like everything else they do, they are just doing a half ass job. No new post since Dec. 7th.
Port Angeles Online

A cop stops a car for traveling faster than the posted speed limit.
The officer asks the man his name.
"Fred," he replies.
"Fred what?" the officer asks.
"Just Fred," the man responds.
The officer then presses him for the last name.
The man tells him that he used to have a last name but lost it. The officer thinks that he has a nut case on his hands but plays along with it.
"Tell me, Fred, how did you lose your last name?"
The man replies, "It's a long story, so stay with me."
"I was born Fred Dingaling.
I know -- a funny last name.
Kids used to tease me all the time.
So I stayed to myself, studied hard and got good grades.
When I got older I realized that I wanted to be a doctor.
I went through college, medical school, internship, residency, and finally got my degree, so I was Fred Dingaling, MD.

After a while I got bored being a doctor, so I decided to go back to school. Dentistry was my dream!
Got all the way through school, got my degree, so then I was Fred Dingaling, MD, DDS.
Got bored doing dentistry, so I started fooling around with my assistant and she gave me VD.
So now I was Fred Dingaling, MD, DDS, with VD.
Well, the ADA found out about the VD, so they took away my DDS.
Then I was Fred Dingaling, MD with VD.
Then the AMA found out about the ADA taking away my DDS because of theVD, so they took away my MD leaving me as Fred Dingaling with VD.
Then the VD took away my Dingaling, so now I am Just Fred."

The officer walked away in tears, laughing.

Looking forward

I’m looking forward to the 24th, when I marry Ralph and Karen. I love doing weddings and celebrating and sharing those things with others. I went to their home yesterday and we roughed out the wedding. Some of you may recall my Beer Church post, Ralph and Karen are the ones that are always kissing even though they have been together for some time.

I haven’t been to beer church much lately other than quick stops for a glass of orange juice in the afternoons as I go by. But I found out today that Ann, the owner, is getting a divorce. At least that is the scuttlebutt. Hum, Ann is really cool, but too needy on things, I’ve had some interesting talks with her the last few years, she believes that she is an old soul. But I’m going to keep my distance. I’ve accepted that I’ve become too complex and different to be able to find a mate that would be okay with me and my spiritual journey.

Sarah….. Cool wood burning stove…. I sense your sense of humor must be as twisted as mine at times. He, he, he. Hey, why does that always get us in trouble? Hugs.

I haven’t been able to check a lot of blogs regularly lately so I’ve just been hit and miss. But I see that J_G got her tits stuck in a wringer again. Those crazy christians hey? God is a big boy, I forgive her for calling me a fucking moron, now give me some sugar baby. :-)

Anyway, the picture. I've finished framing in the back wall of the camp trailer and have the windows setting in place, but not yet sealed in, or the outside skin trimmed well as I will do that with my router later. I installed a 2X4 to attach the table to even though I maybe didn't need something that strong.

I just set a couple pieces of the foam insulation in place to show what I will be installing. I'll get a fair amount of it in place before I weld it all together with spray foam insulation. Lots of window area to look out of at the beaches, I like that.

I’m going to a presentation this evening to see a 600 mile ‘walk about’ in Australia that a local couple took and documented, that should be interesting. BBC

KIDS WRITE ABOUT THE SEA
This is a picture of an octopus. It has eight testicles. ( Kelly age 6)

Oysters' balls are called pearls. (James age 6)

Sharks are ugly and mean, and have big teeth, just like Emily Richardson. She's not my friend no more. (Kylie age 6)

A dolphin breaths through an asshole on the top of its head. (Billy age 8)

I like mermaids. They are beautiful, and I like their shiny tails. And how on earth do mermaids get pregnant? Like, really? (Helen age 6)

On holidays my Mom went water skiing. She fell off when she was going very fast. She says she won't do it again because water fired right up her fat ass. (Julie age 7)

Three meat turd

So I just cook what I have around, you know what I mean? The last time I lived in the Colville, Washington area it was on twenty acres in a little house that I had built, had a beautiful view of the valley. I was living the alternate lifestyle that I love, made my own electricity, packed my water, etc. Even made my own cool wood burning stove. The neighbors were a nice couple that liked to cook and they would have me over often to share meals with them. She always acted kind of cultured but this one evening after having had a wonderful Italian dinner I complemented them on it. She replied with “Ah, it’ll make a turd”. I found that quite amusing.

As a country hick I’ve never much been into fancy meals, especially paying for them in restaurants, although I have enjoyed a few good beef tenderloins and lobsters. While I was raised in poor surroundings at times I don’t recall a day of ever being hungry, we always had something that we could turn into a meal. And that is how I still pretty much operate, I look around at what I have here and decide what to do with it.

Safeway had roasted chickens on sale for $4.99 so I got one. After eating the good parts (I’m a breast man don’t ya know) I figured I should do something with the rest of it. So into the crock pot goes the picked clean chicken, two sliced up polish sausages, a half pound of cooked hamburger (I cook up ten pounds at a time and repackage and freeze it), two nuked russet potatoes, a can of stewed tomatoes, two cans of chili, and a can of kidney beans.

Hey, it’s what I had here that seemed like it would all go well together. I helped Helen waddle over to my place and we had some for dinner while watching Summers End, a very good movie. Yup, it’s tasty and makes a fine turd. Gotta love country, we know how to get by just fine. I saved the wishbone from the chicken, but I don’t really know why. It’s like I’ve always said, wish in one hand and shit in the other and see which one gets full the fastest.

Not that I don’t believe in cosmic mysteries that I fully understand, but I don’t bank on them, and I never ask it for anything, assuming that I will have what I need, and no more, and that has worked very well for me for nine years now. I’ll leave that other stuff up to the needy and greedy.

Ah shit, I forgot, most of you just want humor. Well, get the hell over it, there are plenty of blogs where you can just screw around and not take anything serious. BBC

Happy Valentines Day

"Love doesn't grow on trees like apples in Eden - it's something you have to make. And you must use your imagination too." - Joyce Cary

I’ve been teasing Sewmouse some, she says I crack her up. But I contend that she was already cracked, I’m just opening it up some. LOL

A guy walks into a post office one day to see a middle-aged, balding man standing at the counter methodically placing "Love" stamps on bright pink envelopes with hearts all over them. He then takes out a perfume bottle and starts spraying scent all over them. His curiosity getting the better of him, he goes up to the balding man and asks him what he is doing. The man says, "I'm sending out 1,000 Valentine cards signed, 'Guess who?'" "But why?" asks the man. "I'm a divorce lawyer," the man replies.

Whatever you think of, or do about Valentines Day I hope that you survive it. On a planet like this one you just never know if you will, many will die today for stupid reasons. As for how you see love, well, what ever. Just be thankful if you don't have to spend a bunch of money to prove it. BBC

Valentines Day

Be the light

It would be nice if we could just all get along, we’re all so damn goofy anyway. The problem that infuriates me the most is the problem that God, the cosmic spirit, has assigned me to solve.

Be one light. It’s such a little globe, and so fragile. Christians are such fools, and so are Muslims, so many of them just fight each other. And so many people are so needy and greedy. Bah, this blog will never reach almost seven billion monkeys and make a dent in getting them believing that they are in fact God in evolution. Like they even want that responsibility.

So, tomorrow is Valentines Day is it? I love Valentines Day, Sewmouse is grumbling about it, but I know that it is just because she is lonely. I love when two people are in love in a romantic way even though I understand that it is some kind of a mental sickness. I used to make my own cards, little notes and poems. But that kind of love seems difficult to achieve in this day and age. I do so like to see and share it with others though. Tomorrow I will be doing some wedding renewals and sharing the celebrations of love with others. Not in the cards for me anymore it seems, but I sure like to see it and share it with others.

I didn’t work on the camp trailer any yesterday, but I went out and admired it some and did some planing in my amazing mind. *snorts*. But I got that monster bastard of an apple tree trimmed, and dug out a space heater for a lady that was looking for one on Yahoo Freecycle. And chopped up more firewood for Helen. I’m thankful my place has electric heat. I like a wood fire at times, for the romantic atmosphere if with a mate, or for sitting in front of and pondering, just not all the time, then it becomes work.

I’m up at midnight writing some of this and it’s about 42 degrees out, not bad. But it never gets too bad one way or the other here in God’s country. New post on my other blog.
My other blog

Sign on condom machine in Men's Room: "Don't buy this gum, it tastes like rubber."

Government Verbosity:
Pythagorean theorem: 24 words.
The Lord's prayer: 66 words.
Archimedes' Principle: 67 words.
The 10 Commandments: 179 words.
The Gettysburg address: 286 words.
The Declaration of Independence: 1,300 words.
U.S. Government regulations on cabbage sales: 26,911 words.

Camper and Granny’s Café.

Yesterday I got my left rear window framed and in. Well setting in the hole anyway, I won't seal the windows in until I get further along on the project.

Where the louvered window is on the left is where I'm putting a bigger dual pane window. The red lines shows approximately the area it will cover. It will be over the cooking and sink area.

I also started on framing in the rear of the trailer today where the table and seating will be, along with two windows across the back wall. As the weather gets better I will be able to start installing the panels, but it's not quite warm enough to seal them together in the way I'm going to do it.

I also took Helen out to Granny’s café with me for breakfast because Terry keeps inviting us out for a free meal, only it was at noon. I had called and they told me that Terry was there but when we got there he wasn’t. He returned just as I was getting ready to leave so I stayed a while longer and talked to him.

I took two pictures, the one is part of the dining room and counter area (yes, that is Helen in the picture). I remodeled it a few years back, installed the hardwood floor, cut up the horseshoe shaped counter and rebuilt it into L shape that is there now (it’s longer than it looks in the picture). It’s hard to see it in the picture but there is also a water station that is attached to the inside of the counter. Some of the formica work was interesting to do. Hell, that whole job was different. Like the brass foot rail? Other than the fake brick wall I pretty much completely redid that room, including the door on the right. Even the shelves on the left where the coffee cups are.

That is Helen in the picture and I know that I compare all women to women like her. For the simple reason that she knows how to get along with a man and doesn’t make life hard for them. Yup, most women I know wouldn’t make a pimple on her butt. Just saying.

You wouldn’t know that I can do good work by looking at my place that never seems to get finished. LOL….. Hey, it’s solid as a rock, that is all I care about. Leave fancy to the ego’s that need such things. I do like the work I did at Granny’s though, it’s homey out there, country, I should have taken more pictures.

The other picture I took out there is of a grandstand where they play music when the weather is decent, which is about eight months out of the year. Actually, it was a porch on a place nearby to start with. But the people there were forced out after having it built and didn’t want the new owners to have it so we went down there with a couple of tractors and took it up to Granny’s and turned it into a bandstand.

One of Terry’s daughters (three of them have wandered away from the café and working in it being as they grew up there are wanting different experiences) got a job on the second 164 foot yacht that was built here in town. Pecker extension boats I call them. He was telling me about some of her experiences there, like a drunken chef that came into the cabin she shared with a roommate, only the roommate had been replaced by a new crewmember. Actually, I guess all she saw was a bare ass getting kicked out of the room. LOL

So they fired the chef and now she is cooking for the crew being as she has the experience from Granny’s. She sure is getting a look at life as she didn’t know it by being protected out in the country. Yup, she is seeing what all the monkeys are up to. I am impressed with one aspect of her job though. They pay her $2500.00 a month and provide good medical benefits. Plus provide a place to live, meals, uniforms, etc. Pretty damn good for a young person, and she gets to travel around and see some of the world on the yacht. It beats working in a convenience store doesn’t it?

It’s the middle of February and some things are starting to bud out already, time to trim that monster of an apple tree that just keeps mocking me and getting bigger no matter how much I trim it back.