God complex

Cute cartoon, crazy by osmosis. Who wouldn’t be the way societies are on this stupid rock and screw people up so much.

I’ve been accused of having a God complex. Big deal, so I’ve pretty much figured it all out. I predict that in the future a whole lot of folks will be figuring it out and abandoning organized religions and starting their own Fellowships. Fellowships of God, getting the ‘God Complex’. They might be similar to Universalist Unitarian Fellowships, but unlike Unitarians who for thousands of years have been lost and try to honor everything and basically don’t know what to believe because for thousands of years have been a heard of lost folks, will know what and who they are. That is how the future should look, but who knows how it will go, we shall see. Maybe Lee will be starting one in ten or twenty years.

The problem with going to the hot springs is that I end up writing about it instead of posting what I was going to post. But there is always something to share when I go there. First I stopped to fill the gas tank on my Honda scooter, it had gone 60 miles since I filled it. It took 7 tenths of a gallon, that’s good, it would have taken over three gallons to drive my little pickup the same distance. And it’s fun as long as I’m not in heavy traffic around a bunch of monkeys.

There was two ladies in their thirties starting up the trail the same time I did, they had big packs and was camping overnight. I’ve never camped overnight up there, don’t want to pack in that much gear. I prefer to camp at the campground 5 miles away from the trailhead that I can drive to with half a pickup load of stuff. LOL

Honey, I killed some of your/our flies at the hot springs, don’t take it personally sweetie-pie, but the idiots were trying to eat me. We sure create some ignorant critters, they think that we are part of the food chain. I wouldn’t mind being eaten by the critters some day, it’s how nature works well here, but dammit, they will have to work really hard at getting me, I arrived here wired to survive. So it boils down to killing what is trying to kill me if it won’t stay out of my space and face. When I get older and ready to die maybe I will wander out into the mountains were they can have at me. And I might take a gun and make it easy for them.

I spent two hours at the pool, soaking, reflecting, exercising, reviewing a survival handbook, blowing soap bubbles, healing, and such. Terri, I’ve never read a yoga book, I listen to the cosmos and devise my own exercises. That trick once got me work release in just 4 weeks after a knee operation, the doctor was really impressed. My back is much better today. Got my toenails nice and soft and trimmed them also.

Got to thinking of Goddess and got a boner. LOL….. And she fondled it some, but I she wish she would show up and personally take care of that instead of using my hand. LOL

Lots of folks hiking yesterday, more peaceful than the people that barge around in towns. Just as I was dressing two men came up to the pool to talk to me for a few minutes. One said that a few weeks ago that 4 naked coeds used that pool, darn, I missed that chat. But I have enjoyed that experience before. Then I talked to a couple on the trail for about ten minutes, he started asking me questions about myself so I gave them a quick rundown on my life and adventures and what I’ve been doing since moving here, they seemed fascinated by it. Nice couple, live over in Gig Harbor, he is a forester. I also gave them one of my cards.

I got an email from ‘Crazy’ stating that she couldn’t understand how a bird didn’t get hurt in a cute car commercial I sent her. It’s simple, the commercial was completely created on a computer, we don’t need Hollywood and props anymore. She’ll never get me, she is too busy with her materialistic monkey life to get on a spiritual journey.

You know who understands me best? The most spiritual of women, I’ve started to collect a few of them in my parade. And we are thought of as pagan, as if we are not enlightened, because the organized religions think they are enlightened and brainwash so many people, that sense that something about it all isn’t right, but they can’t put their finger on what it is. What it is is that they are God in evolution, and not some bogeyman in the sky. They need to get it figured out and start their own belief and support system and Fellowships as there is strength in numbers. Strength in numbers is what makes the organized religions big and influential. An alternate definition of ‘Pagan’ to me has always been someone that wasn’t enlightened. I think that is how the major religions see us. They must enjoy living in their delusional clouds? Na, I don’t think so.

Ladies, something to try, picture a picture frame, folded in half, as if it is hinged and can open and close back on itself. Opened it looks like a square or picture frame, closed it looks like a handle, or half of a square. Picture it as a bigger unit, like having 8 foot sides. It could then be used as a sort of tent frame, and have other uses also. Picture half of it being female and half of it being male. Coming up with anything? I’m not sure what I’m getting at here, it was part of a dream I had last night, and I think that part of it had some sexual meaning. Like we are joined at the hips, or something.

There is a deer at the driveway gate, but the apples aren’t ready for them yet. I’m going to the UU Fellowship today, there will be a talk about Mormons. I want to hear what the speaker has to say about them. I’m taking my moving dolly and after the program I’m going to a ladies home to move a big dog house for her.

I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! But this planet is so screwed up that I worry that they won’t figure it out. Don't let anyone steal your dream or live your dream. Don't leave this world with your dream still inside you. And remember, Life is uncertain; eat dessert first.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Happy again

They where really happy to have me cook the Friendship Dinner again last evening. Everything went off like clockwork, we served 92 meals plus the crew, and had four big containers to left over to take to the homeless shelter. I don’t think I’ve gotten so many complements in one evening. Everyone welcomed me back and raved about the meal.

A scary incident for Supreme Court Justice John Roberts. He collapsed on the ground outside his vacation home in Maine. Turns out he had a seizure. At first people thought he had just fallen over from leaning too far to the right.

There are people that think I’m bat shit crazy, especially those that read my blog. Umm, I sure as hell hope so. I hope that I’m right up there with Einstein and Leonardo Di Vinci.

A drunk walks out of a bar with a key in his hand and he is stumbling back and forth. A cop on the beat sees him and approaches "Can I help you sir? " "Yessh! Ssssomebody ssstole my carrr" the man replies.
The cop asks "Where was your car the last time you saw it " "It wasss on the end of thisshh key" the man replies. About that time the cop looks down and sees the man's weenie hanging out of his fly for all the world to see.

He asks the man "Sir are you aware that you are exposing yourself " Momentarily confused, the drunk looks down at his crotch and without missing a beat, blurts out.........."Holy moley! My girlfriend's gone too!

Keep your bathroom mirror from fogging up. Spread shaving cream on and wipe off; effective for two to
three weeks. Or rub mirror with drop of shampoo.

National Question-Of-The-Week ~~~~ Do you think George W. Bush should be impeached? No I don’t, I said from the git go that it wasn’t going to happen. And even if it did happen this late in the game it would be waaaayyy to frigging late. I think that the only justice for that fucking little monkey is a bullet in the head. And I’m positive that Goddess would like to be the one that pulls the trigger. And I would be okay with that, she created him and it’s her right to take him out. And then I would drink eight beers and piss all over him. Like Lee said, God loves a good pissing contest, especially if the other bastard isn’t standing. Yeah, I would prop open his mouth and piss right in it, hopefully before he died. So that he could look into Gods eyes as he smiled at him. Then I would send him over to the devil for him to stick his dick in his mouth. Hey, don’t get me started, you know how I get.

Goddess, the coon came last night and was harassing my cats. Friends Of Animals came and got their trap a few days ago. So I shot it. Don’t take it personally honey, but your critters can’t be harassing my cats. If your critters can’t live in peace with each other I will remove those that are in my space and face, be it critter or man (monkey). I don’t tolerate anyone fucking with my cats and loved ones, and yes, I will kill them if I have to. I don’t want to, but I will if I have too. Your mean coon, my nice cats, hello? I won’t go do collateral damage like that idiot Bush does, or others do, but I will target the problem. How about that, a twenty-year-old bullet was still good, it’s been a long time since I shot that gun. A 22 bullet, two cents, cat to the vet after a coon fucks with it, at least a hundred bucks, do the math, a hundred bucks will feed a lot of people that will die of starvation today, if it could get to them. Love you bunches honey, and it won’t go to waste, other critters will chow down on it, it’s part of the food chain you know. Hugs.

My back has been hurting for a few days, it hasn’t hurt for years, I thought I had killed all the nerves in it. I think that Blog Spot is overloaded from trying to serve us all, had problems getting a post up today.
Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Stuff

Helen is such a hoot, always so cheerful and with a wonderful sense of humor. She reads all that I write and loves it. Yesterday she was in an extra good mood and said “I feel pretty good after my distemper shot.” LOL

I hardly ever plan my days anymore, when I go to Helen’s in the morning she always asks me what I will be doing with the day, I don’t know, it hasn’t happened to me yet. Rick called yesterday morning and I went over to his shop and installed a new air compressor for him.

A lady was looking for some dog steps on Yahoo Freecycle so that her wiener dog could get up on her couch. I had never heard of dog steps, seemed interesting so I offered to make her some. Then being as I have moments of brilliance it popped into my mind that a ramp, like a handicapped ramp, would be better than stairs. So I made her a ramp. That is a picture of it against a recliner out in the yard. I made it so that it folds for easy moving and storage. She will have to paint it and put some carpeting on it. I need to find a home for that nice recliner.

BAGHDAD - Much of the Iraqi capital was without running water Thursday and had been for at least 24 hours, compounding the urban misery in a war zone and the blistering heat at the height of the Baghdad summer. And to think that Americans spoil themselves and take long showers everyday. Boy, did G. W. Bush fuck up or what? That fucking bible reading idiot. I suggest that you get ready for one hell of a ride.

Do you know why men wear tool belts? Cuz if we set anything down anywhere else we can’t frigging find it for two hours. Don’t worry, they make a pink one for you Goddess’s. LOL

I framed in and installed a five-foot long window in the camp trailer yesterday, boy, it’s going to have a lot of windows in it.

They closed a bridge here yesterday because of the bridge collapse in Minnesota. Big deal, it is just a one lane bridge that doesn’t get a lot of traffic, its not like many would be hurt or killed if it goes down. I would still use it. And they are fixing to close two more bridges that are to be replaced, talk about a big traffic mess this fall.

Ah, it’s Friday, I will be going over at three to cook the Friendship Dinner.

A good test of a man's or woman’s integrity is his/her behavior when they are wrong.

Y’all have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Goddess – We killed your fucking rat

It’s nothing personal honey, it’s just that they should stay in their place out in nature doing whatever they are supposed to be doing to contribute to life on this planet. If they are contributing anything at all. Not everything you create is useful being as you are such an airhead and just like to create things. And not all things can be in our space, or face.

But hey, nothing in nature is lost they say, after having some fun with it we tossed it out in the field and the insects can chow down on it. Hugs, hon, love you bunches. BBC

True ?

I don’t know how true any of this is, but it makes interesting reading...

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes when you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase "goodnight & sleep tight."

2. It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based; this period was called the honey month or what was known today as the honeymoon.

3. In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts. So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them mind their own pints and quarts and settle down. It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's."

4. Many years ago in England, pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim or handle of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.

5. In ancient England a person could not have sex unless you had consent of the King (unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got consent of the King; the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had F.U.C.K. (Fornication Under Consent of the King) on it. Now you know where that came from.

6. In Scotland, a new game was invented. It was entitled Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden.... and thus the word GOLF entered into the English language.

Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

There is always hope after loss. This is what keeps the world functioning.

"Until man duplicates a blade of grass, nature can laugh at his so called scientific knowledge." - Thomas Edison

Don’t worry, someday man will, if mankind survives. And will then go on to start mastering nature. You can’t get much more Godly than that. Billy B Cook

It was nice to hear from Vincent yesterday, I haven’t heard from him for a coons age. Like me, he can’t find his Goddess, and I’m sure, like me, he can’t accept anything less. Good luck with that search Vincent. Hey, I think that you are God also, once you get it sorted out in your mind properly. Lee gets it, Terri gets it, there are others that get it.

By the way, Vincent, it’s a done deal with ‘Crazy’, I got an email from her yesterday, she is not Goddess, not spiritual, just a consumer, a caterpillar. Sighs, gives up on ‘Crazy’, I will not send her anymore emails, she just doesn’t get Goddess and that kind of sex. Or maybe I don’t turn her crank, who knows.

Karen, I wasn’t picking on Sewmouse yesterday, just stating a fact is all. :-) I don’t suppose that she will see it that way though. She has let herself go and she can make the choice to get back in shape. And she may remain ticked at me, and I will be okay with that. She thinks that she is the smartest woman on the planet it seems. And as I’ve stated before, she has to feel superior to men to feel good about herself, and I just happen to be a man. That by the way, can do all sorts of things that she can’t do. Just saying.

I took Helen to the vet yesterday, for her distemper shot. LOL…. Just kidding, she needed to take one of her cats in for its shots.

Just before waking up yesterday morning I dreamed that I was collecting water running off of a roof and drinking it. I predict that it will come to that for a lot of folks in the future. During the great turning, or awakening. But I will talk about that in a future post.

In the news…. The Western World's dependence on flush toilets could be its environmental downfall. Toilets that use less water, such as the "squat toilet" in which one squats over a hole in the ground, are prevalent in parts of Asia, Europe and Africa, but a new historical study suggests that after decades of flushing, it will take radical innovations for the mainstream West to adopt any new system. (blah, blah, blah)

I use a porta potty, it’s much less of a water user. I dump it in a regular toilet and it’s all gone in just one or two flushes. But so many Americans want to be fat and spoiled, it’s no wonder that the rest of the world is getting tired of America. Wanting to be fat and spoiled isn’t just an American problem though.

Ultra-fundamentalist, interesting term, meaning far right. Saudi Wahhabi clerics have preached and recruited for terror in Iraq; Saudi money has sustained it; the largest number of those who have carried out suicide bombings north of the Saudi-Iraqi border have been Saudi citizens.

The far right of any group or belief on this planet is always causing problems for everyone on the whole planet.

I’m not in a good mood, I’ll just shut up now. Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

If I had a hammer

Today’s post got heavy, and sort of long, so I posted it on my other blog for those that are interested in such things.
My other blog

You were born an original. Don't die a copy.

Yesterday I got two foam panels installed in the camp trailer, I need to start working on it more. Maybe today I will cut a 2 X 5 foot hole in it to install the sliding window that will be above the cooking and counter area. I also need to start painting George’s home during this good weather.

The picture is of a hammer that I’ve had for many years, I don’t know if they still make them but you used to be able to buy hammers that had leather rings around the handle, they are very good hammers. About half of the rings had broken up and fallen off of mine, George reminded me of a fix. I used macramé rope and wrapped two layers around it, then soaked it with green oil base exterior varnish, the same varnish I used when I made Sewmouse’s toothpick cup. It’s more green than it looks, the picture turned out dark. It makes for a very comfortable handle.

Sewmouse is claiming that she hasn’t thought about having sex with me, she is ticked at me right now, and I think that she is lying to herself. Just saying. :-) …. Actually, I have a picture of her, and I think that she is an attractive woman, just needs to lose some weight and get in shape. The pissing contest shall pass, or not.

Grab leather you sons a bitches. (True Grit) …. Weird, the things that pops into a complex brain.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Lost & Found

I wouldn’t mind knowing who lost these. They might belong to Goddess, that would be nice. Glass slipper, pair of panties, a dance, what the heck, lost is lost. :-)

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Camping story #8

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Credentials?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I think

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day everyone, hugs…. BBC

Seattle Dryrotta

Seattle Dryrotta

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

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

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

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

Copyright – 1985 – Susan A. Moss

Port Angeles Monkeyrotta

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

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

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

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

Copy rotted - 2007 - Billy B. Cook.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Keeping on keeping on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Old age ain't no place for sissies.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cute cartoons

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Bubba died

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

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

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

Ha, ha, ha…. Jeanne sent me that.

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

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

Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Darn

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Thankful for what I don’t have

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m depressed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Hi there

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

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

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

Question: Is God a scientist? Yup.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Frustrated

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m surrounded

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We are all children in various stages of growing up.

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

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

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

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

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