Random Acts Of Thinking

It’s going to get deep in here today, learn how to swim in the deep part of my mind, or stay in the shallow end.

Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.

A lot of people ask me if I were shipwrecked, and could only have one book, what would it be? I always say 'How to Build a Boat.’

By saying that our leaders are power-drunk chimpanzees, am I in danger of wrecking the morale of our soldiers fighting and dying in the Middle East? Their morale, like so many lifeless bodies, is already shot to pieces. They are being treated, as I never was, like toys a rich kid got for Christmas. - Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (1922- ) Author

Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin. (Long time readers of my blog know that death is not a concept to me being as I’m omnipresent)

One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats. Please take note of the fact that it isn’t continuous big treats, or even treats that cost money. Touches and hugs are free.

To cherish what remains of the Earth and to foster its renewal is our only legitimate hope of survival.

It is not what you gather but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.

Belt Sander: An electric sanding tool commonly used to convert minor touch-up jobs into major refinishing jobs.

Drill Press: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the chest and flings your drink across the room, splattering it against that freshly stained heirloom piece you were drying.

Electric Hand Drill: You don’t buy a drill because you want a drill. You buy a drill because you want holes.

When I was in high school, my teachers told me I was just taking up space. So I dropped out and started getting an education. Sometimes I actually use my very high IQ, but most of the time I just look and act like an idiot like the rest of you. Hey, we have to forgive ourselves, we’re only using ten percent of our brains. And if drinking or smoking some pot kills some of those cells, so what, it’s not like you’re fucking using them anyway. LOL

So is the soap they use to brainwash you with environmentally safe?

Comment spotted on Scott Adam’s blog when he asked folks what their job was…. “Astronomer: My job is to misinterpret the universe.” …… Well, my, my, there is at least one astronomer that is insightful enough too understand that. I know more about the universe and it’s creation and order than most astronomers and scientists do because I look at it from a much different perspective than they do.

And another one, “Divorce Lawyer: I help people hate each other.” [Best one so far. -- Scott]

A few days ago I gave my card to a couple and a bit later I noticed it being handed around a group of folks. I was just standing back observing the others there when I overheard a man that was looking at it, and glanced at me tell a couple of ladies, “He’s a spiritualist, he can take your mind, body and soul to a place it’s never been before.” That seemed to have spooked them and they avoided me the rest of the evening. LOL

Silly lady monkeys, as if I would even want to try. The woman I’m seeking has risen high enough spiritually (or she is discovering herself) that she knows who and what she is. She can get away from her human brain and be spirit only, at least for a while, that is what it takes to be as one together. To have hot spiritual sex in a spiritual setting that they have created. That is way over most women’s heads because society (and many religions) has brainwashed out of them what they really are so they have relations with the boy monkeys and pursue their money, possessions and things like that seeking happiness.

But it was very insightful of that man to see that, yes I could, with the right woman, take her to a place she has never been before, in this lifetime anyway. But she senses that she has experienced it before.

I went to the UU Fellowship yesterday because there was a Native American spiritual leader speaking there and I wanted to get his views. Interesting man, he gave me his email address, he’ll be sorry (LOL), I’ll be sharing insights with him that he hasn’t seen yet.

It seems that his native name translates to “Bear who talks too much”, hey, I resemble that remark, because we are each other. Opp’s I just went over most folks heads again.

And I spoke to ‘Crazy’ at Fellowship because she was there. She asked me not to be mad at her, shoot, I wasn’t mad at her at all. I’m very fond of my special human friend and see things in her that she doesn’t is all, so we have trouble communicating with each other. And she hates communicating through writing, she bitched me out for sending her emails, but writing is an important part of my being, my essence, it’s when I reach my highest state and can communicate my deepest thoughts and truths. Anyway, I sent her another email (LOL) assuring her that I’m still her friend and willing to advise her on things, lots of people value my advice, and of course I think that they are entitled to my opinions.

Ah hell, most people didn’t understand Einstein, how can I expect most of you to understand me?

I’m getting old and in the way. Hey, if you are over fifty, so are you. :-) Love, Light, Peace… Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

July 8th

I didn't have time to write anything yesterday. So why don't you just take a few moments to enjoy some flowers.

Have a great day, hugs.... BBC

Back from camping - again

From a mind too complex for most to understand.

Boy, I remember as a kid I roamed all around the hills and lakes in Northern Idaho for a week at a time with just a blanket and a few things in an old pillowcase. Now I damn near fill up a pickup bed to go camping.

I wasn’t going to write about my Forth of July camping trip, I still have stories to write about my other recent camping trip. I just got out of town to avoid the monkeys and all the noise and fireworks and have some peace and quite but my trip turned out to be a deep spiritual retreat/experience so I will be writing about it some. I did take one of my porta potties so that I wouldn’t have to use a public toilet that some other careless and uncaring person has shit on but the restrooms where I went were clean so I used them except at night when I had to take a leak and didn’t want to get dressed and leave the tent.

When I turned sixty-two I got a national parks golden age pass for ten bucks, what a great deal, now I get into the park for nothing and my camping fee is only six bucks instead of twelve bucks a day. I went to the higher campground on the Elwha river, 31 sites there and they where all pretty much full when I left but when I got there on the morning of the Forth I had my pick of quite a few of them and had my camp set up by nine thirty, that area of the park is only about twelve miles from where I live.

It was peaceful there and well patrolled, and I got two warning bitches from a park ranger. First for leaving my food box on the table when I went for a walk. Hey, I had put a tarp over it, and I do put it inside at night. So the chipmunks, jays and camp robbers and I sat around all afternoon scarfing down Cheez-its and getting shit faced on beer, screw the little monkey ranger.

The second bitch was because I parked with one tire off of the asphalt on the dirt. *Gasp* How dare I put my tire on their frigging dirt, um, WTF? Hey, don’t tell anyone that I pissed on their precious dirt.

Anyway, I was delighted to learn that the road to the hot springs trailhead is now open so on Thursday I drove up (only five miles from the campsite) and had a wonderful time in a pool with spirit, goddess, and the cosmos. I’ll be posting about that later also.

I used my favorite pool about thirty feet above the trail and it was rather amusing to look down the trail and see a man hiking along wearing nothing but a packsack and a straw hat. Okaaaay, it seemed kind of weird but nature lovers do all kinds of things up there. I get naked in the pool put I’m pretty sure I will never go hiking naked. Whatever, it’s no place to go if a person is a prude but it is one of my favorite spiritual places and experiences.

So….. The picture is of my tarp shelter over the picnic table, it’s seven feet high at the ridge and five feet at the ends, and the cool thing is that I can put it up alone. I cut two pieces of ½ inch water pipe about 18 inches long and I drive them into the ground a ways and they keep the center poles upright. Then I lay the ridgepole across the table, lay the tarp over it and pick it up and set it on the uprights. Then I install the corner poles at the ends, it’s easy. And friend Rick made me a nice 5 ½ foot long canvas bag to store all my tubes I’ve made for camping.

I’m done wasting my time with the crazy chick, I don’t mind the crazy, she has the harmless type of crazy, but she just isn’t going to work out, I’ll be posting about why on my other blog after I write about it. She is an okay human friend and experience but I’m a spiritual being seeking my spiritual equal, goddess, so that we can have a beautiful experience together. I may not find her but I will keep looking.

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Crazy

From a mind too complex for most to understand.

Crazy is impossible, just another mortal. Reads her horoscopes and does her astrology, believes there are beautiful cosmic plans for her but then she can’t see them wanting to play out and screws it all up. Damn, you have to see it, in your mind, for it to play out. Mortal’s, what fools they be, bah. I’m tired of being used by women just because I’m handy, and it seems that all she does is string me along just enough to keep me interested when she has no intention of letting it go any further than that. And I can’t think of any reason to keep letting her do that too me. I’ll let her know when I return from camping but I’m not sure I will go install her TV antenna, I’m tired of being used and not loved at some damn level.

I have a feral cat here, one that I haven’t been able to catch to have fixed. I have a trap here now and have rigged it so that Helen can trip it from inside her house when she sees it go in to eat. I don’t want it set to trip on its own as I don’t want hers and my other cats getting trapped in it because if they did they would never go in one again and I may just need to trap one someday for whatever reason.

The trap is on loan from Friends of Animals, while it is here I hope to trap that tomcat that keeps knocking up the neighborhood females. I don’t know who owns him, if anyone, but he needs his nuts tied. And if I could catch that coon and remove him to the forest that would be great also, coons are hard on cats.

I’m leaving in a bit, will camp in the National Forest this time. Soap bubbles are enjoyable anywhere, but to watch them drifting off in nature is sort of magical, try it sometime. Maybe the road to the hot springs is open by now and I can get in to enjoy a nice soak for a while. Have a safe and sane Forth of July, try to not do something crazy and stupid. Ha, I know that many will though.

Will do my next post on Saturday. Hugs…. BBC

So – Yesterday

Rick has a 1966 Chev El Camino that he is doing a minor restoration on, he has the fenders off and the engine out of it. Yesterday I went over and put upper A frame bushings in it for him. He was told that I couldn’t do it as there was no weight on the front to load the springs. But Rick figured that I would know how to do it, I took a 55 gallon barrel with me, put it where the engine should be and filled it with water. That was enough weight to load the springs so that I could remove the control arms. Not having any fenders on it made it easy to work on and I still have a bushing driver that I made years ago.

Then I went to Hospice and picked up a lift chair, I’ll deliver it to a lady today as she hasn’t got a pickup, that will be my good deed for the day. I was also going to install a TV antenna for Crazy today but she is too busy with the chaos of her life so I will check with her when I get back.

A friend has a boat I would like to have, and a home that he would like to have some painting done on, so I’m thinking of doing the painting in exchange for the boat.

Sumo….. Yes I complain about bloggers at times, well, I complain about how they think and do if it is harmful to the planet, if they are too wanting and needy. Yes, I mean the spirituality that is around us, that we are of. And organized religions irritate me as they teach stupid shit. No, I don’t talk about sports when I’m at beer church, I don’t follow sports other than to watch a Nascar race at times.

I’m going camping tomorrow, to get away from all the noise of the 4th, will be back sometime Friday. I suppose I will do a post in the morning before I leave though.

"A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable but more useful than a life spent doing nothing." ---George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)

Humor:
John: "I'm a man of few words."
Frank: "I'm married, too."

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #7 – Camp Hotcakes

I don’t mind a few of my camping cooking things getting black on a campfire, I clean them up when I get back home. But my pancake maker is a two plate hinged rig that I don’t want getting black. So I cook pancakes on my single burner propane stove.

Molly doesn’t much like her dog food but she sure could scoff down pancakes and Cheez-It’s. So the picture posted here isn’t very exciting, get the hell over it.

Yesterday I made a center pole for my tent. It’s free standing once it’s up, but takes two people or a pole to get it up. *A pole to get it up…. lol* The pole can just stay there after the tent is up, so I put clothes hooks on it to hang things on, won’t have to toss my coat, pants and shirt on the floor when I go to bed.

Shrink-wrapped-scream… I’m a very handy person and can fix and make most things myself. But not all men are as handy as I am. Hey hon, get your hubby some bungy cords, rope and ‘grizzly tape’ and all will be well in your world. And the tape may come in handy someday if you want to shut him the hell up. LOL

Also, I went through my stock of aluminum tubes and made up tubes to make a 8X10 shelter over a picnic table, and figured out how to put it up alone if I have to. Projects like that are when my metal lathe comes in really handy. You don’t own a metal lathe? Well, nanner, nanner, nanner. (He, he, he)

Went to The UU Fellowship yesterday also, ‘Crazy’ was there and we sat together, after the service I took her for a little spin on my Honda scooter. But in truth, I think that my deepest spiritual side is too heavy for her, we’ll see. And now this update, I suspect that she has discovered my blog even though I haven’t told her about it. And she is still talking to me, how cool is that?

There is a new Safeway store just a few blocks from me, they built it about two years ago. I walked over there the other morning for some milk and they are striping the tiles off of the floors. I asked the checkout girl why the floor was being replaced already and she said that they were going to the ‘lifestyle’ design like in the store in town.

What the fuck? I’ve never paid any attention to the floor in the one in town when in there. My lifestyle is just frigging fine without them changing the floor, how dare they decide what my lifestyle is. I wonder how much money we could save on food if they wasn’t always doing crap like that. My place has some used carpet and the area where my computer desk is is still the old wood floor and I’m just fine with it. See, it’s crap like this that is so hard on the planet, does anyone really care? I don’t need that crap, I need a hug, okay?

I believe in You! And I wish you enough! But not a thing more. It’s too hard on the planet.
Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Camping story #6 – Camp Coffee

In the old days we made camp coffee by just putting the coffee grounds in the pot and letting them settle some before drinking the coffee. But I like my coffee strained through a filter like modern coffee makers. That mug in the picture is big, holds almost a whole pot of coffee. Years ago I made a PVC adapter ring on my lathe that sat on a glass coffeepot and I put the filter basket on it, then that plastic bowl on top of it.

That bowl has four tiny holes in the bottom of it to drip the hot water heated on the campfire into the filter basket. Only on this trip I had missed taking the filter basket, but I had a small plastic dish from a deli that fit in the adapter ring well so I cut slots in it to use as a filter basket. I had a glass coffeepot with me but discovered that my adapter ring would also fit on that big mug so I used it as it kept the coffee warm while I drank it. I screwed up and deleted all the pictures of the camping trip yesterday. When I delete things I use the shift key so they don’t go to the recycle bin where I can retrieve them later. Oh well. Good thing I had emailed most of them to some friends so I could retrieve them from the sent mail.

Shrink-wrapped Scream …. So you think that you would like to have me for a neighbor hey? Well, you may be right, the lady next door thinks that I’m the best thing that has ever happened to her. And she thinks I’m the most interesting and smartest person she has ever met. She gets my spiritual journey and she doesn’t think that I’m weird at all. LOL

In all my years I’ve always been a good neighbor, but I’ve have to train a few of mine. :-)

Yesterday, on the way to my birthday breakfast that Helen treated me too I stopped at the closed hardware store and loaded two free 8 foot tall shelf units that are 16 inches deep and 16 inches wide. They will come in handy, I offered one to the crazy chick. I also picked up three free wheelchairs yesterday. I make use of the wheels and some of the frame parts off of them.

In the evening I went to beer church and they had a cake there for me and I drank all evening for free. Everyone had a good time and no, I didn’t get drunk and was home at 8:00.

What we call 'Progress' is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
Without music life would be a mistake.

Spirituality is looking beyond the material dimension of your life and discovering something that's intangible but very important. I want to emphasize the importance of at least connecting with the spiritual power in yourself - especially because, in the world we live in, that isn't something that will happen by itself. There's a reason why you're here, and you have a spiritual purpose you need to accomplish - one of your life's most important tasks is finding out what that is.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #5 - DNR campground cop

During my second day of camping I woke up to rain and it rained off and on most of the day. Thanks to the city dude lending me some poles the stuff on the picnic table was staying dry but a towel I use in the tent for a mat and some other cloths wasn’t getting dry. I could sit under the table tarp and enjoy the campfire but it wasn’t quite close enough to dry things so I decided to rig another old tarp I had with me over the fire.

So I use a stick to prop up the cooking grate on the fire pit so that it can help support the tarp on one side and I start trying to figure out how to tie it to other things to hold it over the fire some. It keeps trying to fall into the fire and destroy itself and maybe burn the whole campground up but I managed to get it rigged up with out burning anything up. Then I leaned a pole on the top of the grate to hang things on to dry.

About fifteen minutes later a DNR ‘campground cop’ walks into my site and my first thought was “Great, he will make me take the tarp down.” But Mike was a very nice young man and asked me how it was going. I said something like “Okay, I’m just an old country hick trying to dry some things here.” He smiled and we talked for about ten minutes, I told him about the picnic idiots and the fire they had going, and I gave him one of my cards.

As he got ready to leave he said to be careful not to burn the tarp up, I replied with “It’s no big deal, it’s an old tarp.” He laughed and told me to have a good evening. The next day I figured out how to rig the tarp in a better way so that I could sit under it also. You can see the tarp in the picture posted in the “Camping story #2” post.

The vice president of the local chapter of The Insane Chicks Society called me yesterday morning, you know, the crazy chick that I like, maybe for some stupid reason. But even stupid reasons can be valid if everything aligns right in the cosmos. She had bought a bed from a lady that I already know and she wanted to know if I would go pick it up and take it to her home and set it up, and then help her burn a brush pile.

Being as I’m always willing to make a fool of myself over crazy chicks to see if I can get one on my spiritual journey I agreed to do that for her. She wasn’t home when I got to her place but the door wasn’t locked so I went in and swiped everything of interest to me. Just kidding, I’m trying to get rid of stuff, not get more stuff.

I packed the bed into the house *groan* because I had a few hard jobs this week and my back is sore and when she gets home about an hour later I pack it upstairs and then we discuss my making a closet in her bedroom. WTF? This bedroom has not got a closet in it, since when do they make bedrooms without closets in them?

Anyfuckingway, we went out and burnt the pile of brush and talked a lot and blew soap bubbles. I’ll go back up next week and install a TV antenna for her.

Boy, it’s hard to believe that I made it to 64 years, should idiots be allowed to live that long? I might even last another year, time will tell. Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

More camping stories on the way

I’ll get back to the camping stories but I want to talk about a few other things right now.

So I called the lady I mentioned the other day, and it sounded like she was still drinking, and this was in the afternoon. She wanted me to go to her place and hang out with her and drink beer. Screw that, I have better things to do. I suggested that if she sobers up and wants to go on a picnic or something to call me.

Yellow paint, yup, I checked my paint cabinet and found a gallon of bright yellow paint, that will brighten up the inside of my new storage area and reflect light well. I painted it yesterday. I’ll build a back wall now and then get the nice free cabinets in it. It’s just a dirt floor but I have some metal roofing I will put down, good enough for a storage area.

I don’t really have anything special planned for my birthday tomorrow. Helen is treating me to breakfast in town and I will go to the Peace Rally. And Ann will have a cake for me at beer church so I will go there for a while in the evening. There is no music and dancing at the Eagles this weekend so that isn’t an option.

Rick gave me an apartment size clothes washer, he thought the belt was just loose as it wouldn’t spin dry. I tightened the belt and tried it the other day but it still didn’t spin dry. Discovered that the solenoid that releases the tub so it can spin is not working. So it is the solenoid or the timer isn’t sending the power to it. I have lots of parts so I will check it out more and fix it. Or mickey mouse it to make it work. LOL

I was given a very nice TV antenna yesterday, I will install it at the crazy chicks home as she wants to get some local channels that the satellite dish doesn’t provide.

Sewmouse said some things in a comment that I want to tackle, what she said is in bold text. “I have done the "small town" thing. I hate it. Hum, I love small towns, I’ve lived in big towns, they are great places for those that are loners and want to be lost in the crowd. But I like small towns where I am noticed and can be a big fish in a small pond so to speak. I hate having neighbors in my back pocket, Huh? I hate the cliquishness, And since when isn’t big towns just lots of little cliques? I hate the lack of services/stores. A consumer are we? Just asking, everything I’ve always needed can be found in a small town, but then I don’t need much. Which is a GOOD thing, I would think, because that way not everybody is trying to get what YOU have - it's kinda cool to all have different preferences.” I suppose, enjoy your big town and being lost in it then I guess.

And hon, maybe you should get over your German roots? There was a time I wouldn’t have thought of hugging anyone but my wife, now I will hug anyone that needs or wants a hug. Hugs.

Cathouse Teri, hon, I did not contradict myself yesterday, my opinion is the truth, they are both the same, even if you don’t see it as such. My opinion is always subject to change though if you can present a good enough argument against it. As for your opinion that I was pissing on your cloud, feel free to drop in and piss on mine anytime. This isn’t a Walt Disney world hon and I allow all opinions here as we try to evolve higher. Hey, you talk about sex a lot, or make sexual remarks anyway. Ever have spiritual sex? Few have, you have to get away from your mind to have that. And that is why we are here, it’s sure not to make more screwed up kids.

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

Camping story #4 – The city idiot dude

Just after the picnic idiots left on Wednesday a fancy Ford pickup with a fancy camper on it pulls into where they had been, campsite #2. He backs into the site, jumps out and pulls the handles on the quick release tie downs that keep the camper on the truck and grabs a fancy control that controls hydraulic jacks to lift the camper, he then pulls the truck out from under it and lowers the camper close to the ground.

Drags out a big Honda generator, cranks up some music and starts a fire. I’m thinking “Great, now I have a city idiot next to me, brought the city with him, just what I needed. Hum, his camper has a slide out on it, I’ve never seen a pickup camper with a slide out on it before, pretty fancy.”

A little car had followed him in and there was a lady in a skirt messing around looking like she was trying to adjust her boobs, or something. I met him the next day and learned that he lives in Bremerton and she lives in Sequim, just 12 miles from here. They met on an internet dating site about a week before and she came along to spend the night with him. That seems pretty fast but it’s none of my business and there has been a few women that I have clicked with right away so what ever.

Actually, he turned out to be a pretty nice guy and we spent a fair amount of time at each other’s fires talking. His lady friend came out again on Saturday evening and I met her on Sunday. He is a disabled driller and wants to get back to get back to work but the operations haven’t worked and his injury won’t heal. He didn’t have a lot of firewood and I helped him gather up more from other sites that folks had left, and the day I went to town I picked up more at my place.

Yesterday I went to the closed hardware store to see what free stuff might be there and I got a pickup load of 2 X 4 foot ceiling panels, I’ll use them to insulate the ceiling in the shop.

Life is good, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #3 - Waking up to rain

To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to knowledge.

Sometimes I take my own turns at being an idiot. I had planned on (ha, ha, ha) good weather through my camping trip, but Goddess likes to screw with me just as much as she likes to screw with everyone else. And at 5 AM Thursday morning I woke up to rain hitting the tent. I hadn’t thought to bring the needed items to rig a shelter over the picnic table as it’s been years since I’ve done any camping and I got a bit stupid about some of it.

I had put the boxes of food and dishes in the pickup before going to bed the night before but everything else on the table got wet. Not the end of the world but I didn’t even have sense enough to put a tarp over it that evening. I did have a new 8 X 10 tarp, and one 8 foot 2X4. So I went to the logjam in the river and sawed off two limbs about seven feet long. Using the table to support one I supported the other one by sticking it in a bucket and filling it with chunks of wood and a patio block I had with me.

I’m thinking that I will have to find more limbs to use at the ends when the city idiot dude next door (I’ll write about him in another post) wanders over to my campsite and offers the use of some adjustable poles that he has in his pickup camper. That was really helpful, you can see some of the shelter I got over the table in this picture.

Anyway, yesterday I went out to Granny’s Café and helped Terry put up the paneling on the pitched roof in the building he is making. Boy, I must have went up and down a ladder about a hundred times and my legs got really sore.

On the way out there I spotted a “Free Stuff” sign at the hardware store that has closed because they built a new one near me and I got two free cabinets and some good oak boards. When I got back to town I took them off the truck and went back to see what else was there and I got another one that was nine feet long. They will be great for the new storage area I made recently, the cosmos timed that just right.

Then I took the tent roof cover over to Rick’s shop and he made and sewed on a nice brow extension on it for me. Now I have a fifty dollar tent with a hundred dollar brow extension on it. LOL…. But it didn’t cost me anything so all is good.

I talked to the crazy chick yesterday also and her ‘partner’ in California is coming to visit her so I’m done splashing around in that mud puddle I guess. I’m really not interested in being involved with someone that can’t make up their mind what they want. I will be going there in a few days to put a TV antenna on her roof though.

And a lady that I met a few months ago called me yesterday and wanted me to go visit her, but I could tell by the message that she left on my answering machine that she was drunk so I didn’t return her call. Visiting a drunk that wants some attention is a pain in the butt, I’ll call her today when she has sobered up some and maybe we can get better aquatinted.

Hey, have a great day, hugs. BBC

Camping story #2 - Idiots on a day trip

Hey, this is my 501th post, big whoop. Boy, my camping posts are starting to sound like bitching. LOL

So on my first day of camping at 6 pm a white van pulls into the campsite next to me, followed by three or four cars. About fifteen men from teenagers to an older man piles out of them and they rush into the woods to collect limbs for a fire even though they are posted no firewood cutting. I’m not sure what nationality they were but they are bilingual. They did have an axe and broke the branches up.

Soon a man comes over and asks if I have some matches or a lighter, WTF? Out of 15 men going on a picnic not one of them can think of a lighter? Even non-smokers should pack a lighter with them, you never know when you might need a little fire. I gave him a lighter to use and soon a teen returns it and asks me if I have one of those kind they start BBQ’s with, hell no I don’t, I don’t need one. I gave him a fire stick and they soon had a blazing fire going, that’s what idiots do, make big fires.

They cooked hotdogs, ate watermelon and things like that. They left about 7:30 and piled all the branches left on the fire and just took off leaving their mess of wrappers and things like that, I swear, I’m surrounded by fucking idiots. I went over and kicked the fire apart and took the wood to my camp, you just don’t leave a big fire unattended, the morons.

Big fires are a waste and pollute the planet too much, like people like that care, the picture is of one of my small campfires, I also did some cooking on them.

I had lunch with the crazy chick yesterday, it was interesting and I explained to her the best I could that while I wanted to do things like that with her that I wanted to do them in a dating relationship and that if all we could be is just friends that we should just meet in town for coffee or beer at times to catch up on bullshit and what is going on in our lives. I will of course continue to help her with things but will keep my feelings to myself. I’m not clear as to if she understood but, um, never mind, it’s just that there is no point in my mind going places if there is no journey for us in sight.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #1 - Lyre River

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m baaaack !!

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Checking in

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

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

Have a great day, hugs…… BBC

Going Camping

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

More than they say

Impossible to get too carried away with a good rant.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Reaction

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Change of plans

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs... BBC

Buddha was an Idiot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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