I still have bad taste in women

Ok so I haven't posted about this disaster of a relationship before.
Why?
Well let me tell you why!
Ok so this woman is a friend of my sister and bro in law.  She was a red head (go figure...but only with hair dye) and she was good looking.  Well kind of.  Ok not really good looking just a little on the goo0d side of good looking and not ugly.
Any how!
She was with someone so I was already turned off.
Thats how I roll right?
Now a few years down the line I am asked if I could help her with a drive to Virginia to get a dog she purchased.  I thought cool.  I can do that.  Not fully aware that this is the same women I was already interested in.

Now here is the story as I recal!
We made the drive up there.
The whole time I am thinking...  She is what I have looked for!  She likes shooting, hunting and fishing.  She likes camping and baits her own hook.  She is a preper like me and is not afraid of the dark!
PERFECT!
Then I find out she is just been dumped by a drunk.  Ok so I didn't see the warning sign.  My fault! 
There were more but I refused to acknowledged them.
We made it up there great.  Got along very well!  We clicked!  Even when exhausted we clicked!  W0oT!!
We slept in seperate beds at the hotels on the way up and back.  No biggie.  I didnt expect to leap in to bed with her right?
Now we are back, she gopes her way and I go mine.
The next weekend she suggests I come to see her on the other side of the state.  About 3-4 hrs drive depending on traffic.
So any how there we are visiting and shit having a great time.  I am in the spare room.  Get the drift of how things are going?  This goes on for a month, then another.  All this time I am learning about her and the red flags were POURING in and I was the dumb ass to ignore them.
So we haven't had sex and have just smooched on the lips a few times.  Nothing really big.  No touching etc.
I am falling in love with her for some damn reason I cannot fathom.
She isn't really capable of giving anything to any one that could even be construde as love or affection.
You see...
She is on antidepressants and anti anxiety meds as well as just fucking bonkers.  She isnt over the guy who dumped her either and I can see that she has no clue about things around her.  NONE!
And she is oblivious to other people.  Strange as it seems right? NOPE!  She has the observational skills of a tree.
So now we are talking 3 months down the line and she (I almost forgot!)!
She HATES talking on the phone.  She gives a lame excuse of just hating it but its easier for her to hide emotions or lie.  And run from a conversation.... she is REALLY good at that.  On texting she will just drop the convo and disappear for an hour.
To be fair she said no relationships until she can feel good about being herself with no one taking that from her.  To a point I can say OH SHUT UP!  You can do that and still be affectionate to people!
Npow back to th other stuff.  Three months on and so far nothing.  No affection, no intimacy no sex...etc etc.  She is always talking about her EX (the drunk that dumped her) and its a daily thing.
I want to support her and help her and I do my best but it is tiring and she has no clue.  She is always saying something about being a strong man and waiting for a woman blah blah.  Always posting it in memes. 
I guess no one told her that if you really care about someone and want them to wait for you you should probably give them something to feel that what they are waiting for is worth it.  Holding hands, cuddling (yes I can cuddle the fuck out of someone with out it turning into sex) etc.
NOPE!  Not this fucking ICE QUEEN BITCH!

So now we are at today, 19 April 2015.  Last I heard from her was about 430PM
No text no call no nothing.
Now she has put me on limited access to her facebook.
Why?
A responce to what I did.
I said I was done, time was up and I think I put in tic toc.  In 3 different posts.  Then when I got home from fishing I stopped "following" her facebook page and put her into acquaintances access level.  Why?  Well she never followed me which is no biggie really but its important you understand...when you "follow" someone you get their posts and likes etc etc.  She never followed me.  See where I am going?  Conscientiously chose to not see my posts unless they were direct replies to hers.  This is important so remember that.  She posted at least 4 photos a day.  She would only really say anything to me if I made a comment that really was a request for a response from her.  And only if it were a compliment about her photo edited pictures.  yes, with the exception of a couple she only posted edited pictures.
Now here is the killer....
I had decided that she was so very much bad for me that I was going to "dump" her today.  We weren't dating but to stop being around her and stop letting my feelings grow etc etc.

So at this moment I tried to text her and call her.  Nothing.  After posting this I am going to kick her off my "friends" list and post, "Well after this little 3 month adventure I seem to STILL have bad taste in women".
I know it will get back to her and I already know she will not say anything to me but she will go into super meme post addiction saying how its making her strong blah blah. In other words she is going to loose her mind and hope her friends help her find it again.
Which they wont.  Unless they are bearing xanex and other antidepressants.  But what she really needs is some force feeding of reality and truth and she refuses to do that.
And what really pisses me off about ME?  I allowed this shit.  She gave me so many reason to not be there and NO reasons TO be there.  None.
But I kept up hope that she would.  Sometime.  Wishful thinking doesn't make it so.

ironic

Isn't it ironic that a sexually passionate person get hooked up with such a sexually dispassionate person?

Isn't it ironic that you have the choice of being alone and not having sex, not sharing the world and not sharing the world would end up with someone that, to be with them, there will be no sex, still feel alone but share the world?

That finally finding some one that is not high maintenance ends up being no maintenance?

Isn't it funny that dying inside can be so invisible to the one who should care the most?

Isn't it sad that when you feel like all you ever wanted is exchanged for something..only to find that you are supposed to give up all of the little things you want most in order for you to have more energy and time to spend with someone that will never give you what you need, never do what you desire to be done and, although not expected or demanded, is happy to receive all the attention in the world but will not give that same type of attention back?

Wont it be sad when that person finds them self alone because they were so absolutely clueless that they were the cause of their being alone and still really don't care?

Sometimes a person has to wonder how some people ever live with out the colors of passion. 

It is to the wind goes the observer

The signs direct and guide
The evidence is direct
The obvious is clear
But the observer is blind

The motions are just
The march is automated
The steps are well versed
The rift is created

Hope is nothing
Desire is ignored
Need is questioned
The heart abhored

Finding the completion
The steps one has taken
The wish for something real
The hate machine awakened

The path is no more clear
The fog has settled in
Ignorance is bliss
There is no more fear

Leaking blood from the heart

The mechanics of the soul need nothing from the heart
The mechanics of the heart cannot function with out the soul

Bleeding emotion, raw and unadulterated

the sliver of hope becomes a shard of glass

the flesh is torn and the red life flows out

reaching through the time and space of the universe only to find

the healing powers of love and devotion only are the guise of pain and suffering

Misled
distracted

With purpose unknown the enemies of peace attack
Assaulting the tender vestiges that are barely holding the meat of the heart to the body of the soul
 The aggression against ones dream is devestating

Broken once again the body withers and dies
the heart is empty
the devotion is gone

The more you stop caring about something the easier it is to not care about something

And then the fatal stroke is admisitered

and the beating becomes a quiver
and the heart dies

leaking the last of it's precious red liquid onto the floor

and during it all

they stand and watch

disinterest

dysfunction

detached and disconnected

uncaring

Where did it go?

It was scary and curious
The chance to break out again.
The appetites were ferocious
Remembering where I had been

Then things changed
A day or two but at once.
One candle lite
Once

A basin filled, another drained
The balance of them both
Has reached a place but one fully drained

Adventure didn't make thing new

A chance taken never viewed
A moon that rose
The fakers began to pose
The sight was clear and sharp

A broken promise of eternity
A broken path of serenity
Two stone tumbling off the mountain

The wind and the rain blew away the fog of anticipation only to show
No opportunity or participation

Unsettled and unfulfilled
The lonely tree with the low limbs
The grass growing faster and faster

The roots grew too shallow and now are bare and bruised.

Now there is nothing to show
Nothing to grow
The forest is now barren.

the whether outside is frightful....

huge thunder storm.  rain coming down in buckets.
glad today is the last day before the week end!

Gots me a Bluetooth keypad for my tab...

So now I'm rockin the tech! got this Bluetooth key pad and it rocks.  No complicated connection processes. The lay out is going to take some getting used to and the buttons are a bit small for my button mashers  but that too too will be just another obstacle I OVER COME ;-)

Ya know...

I am still wondering what is in someones life that happens that lets people win a lottery.  I have seen godless people...Jesus freaks and everything in the middle.  What is it that I need to be doing that will get me a few million? Geez! 

Today

Today is going to be busy.  Lots of inspections and yelling and anger and confusion, And thats just at the gas station! Its going to be a mad house t work! :-(

So now I have a new phone. It has no keypad. Just the screen thing with swiype. And auto correct which I am still trying to get used to.
Some of the features it came with sick butt although they are easily replaced with the app market apps. It is going to be a labor of love bit I feel this phone has been the nest one yet that I have had.

Grand babies in da pool !

My two grand babies in the pool having fun!

My sister wrote this for craigslist

My sister said she was going to put this on craigslist in hopes of finding me a girl friend...  I have to give her props for being so clever....

I am looking for a true redhead who isn't homely has all her teeth and her own breasts but is of average build. She must be able to keep up in a foot race with a 10 year old whoop her siblings ride a horse can put her own bait on a hook and clean her catch. She must not be afraid of snakes, spiders lizards, rolly pollies, worms or other creepy crawly things. 

She must posses a wicked sense of humor and be able to capture and tame my brothers heart 

Crazy insane redheads need not respond (I will spot you coming)

May your All your days be Uberlish! 

Much love,

Ruth

It was exactly 0500 in the morning when my eyes popped open.  I had the feeling that my insides were being electrified.

I lay there and discovered that I could not stay on a single thought for more than a micro second.
I tried with all my might to capture a thought.  I tried to hold it and strangle every last bit of focused thought out of it but no luck.

I got out of bed and started to wander around the room looking for something I had been looking for.
I went into the back room and dumped out all the stuff in the boxes and containers.

I was going through a pile of stuff and found something...Wow! how cool!  I pulled it out and set it down thinking for a second that I need to find the stuff that goes with it.

I thought I had a hold of a train of thought for a moment I tackled it, wrapped my arms around it and did my best to stay with it.

Then I found another thing and then WOW, how cool! so I start looking for the things that go with that.

I then found something else and then WOW, how cool!
This went on for about 2 hrs before I realized I had made my way to the computer and was looking up random things on Google, finding something that looked interesting and WOW, how cool!

After going through about 40 different things that were in no way associated with the first thing I was looking for and that I was tired and that I now could hold a thought for more than 17 seconds it was time to go to bed.

As I lay there I thought, so this is what it is like to lose your mind.....WOW, how cool!

Ok so there we were.  At Disney studios with my youngest daughter, her baby my oldest daughters baby and my ex and her fam.
We were in the 3D muppet theater so the little ones (and me but I aint gonna admit it) can watch the show.
Daughter is prego.
It's hot and crowded.
Daughter passes out.
Git that covered.  cool nap on the neck, fanning, wheel chair and get out of the crowd.
Color comes back she is fine and dandy.  Wants to go in.
Just as the show is finishing she has an "episode" and scares the bajeezes out of me.  Wont admit that to any one so shhh. 
Ok, taking care of her, helping her relax until she settles and cleaning the vomit.  That's what daddies do right?
At that point it is decided against her protests that she is going to the hospital.  Of course the Ex agrees.  It's her baby girl too!

Not remember.  It's a Disney theme park.  Packed...

Now. 

The fun begins!

My target:  The aid station on the other side of the park.

Obsticles:  Stupid people that wont move out of the way, or, don't understand English enough to know that "GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY" means...well...GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY!

So there the two of us are.  Preggo daughter in the wheel chair... Worried daddy and soon to be papaw for the third time.

Yeah, I ran some people over getting her to the other side of the park. 

She is fine and so is the bun in the oven.

4 Hrs in the hospital under observation.

Both my girls were fine.  Just stress, heat, crowded place and needing some food and Gatorade. (water just wasn't enough!)

I think she was getting aggravated after a while with me checking on her, touching her neck, slapping a cool rag to her neck and forehead and the other thing worried daddies do.

Her mom was more or less doing the same..lol so my baby girl was being worried over like she was a little baby again..lol
Wonder if she could tell she was loved?

OH!!!  And at the hospital!  I got to hear my grand daughters heart beat! (welling tears)

My daughter was such a trooper through it all.  She was worried about her baby boy and asked about him the whole time until my ex brought him to her room when they got there.

She was upset about messing up everyone's fun but of course no one cared about that one bit.  Her only real concern was not herself but her children, born and unborn.  She is such a great mommy.  So proud of her!

I believe she was holding her son tight while she was having her episode.  Only letting go when told to.  Looking out for him even while convulsing and vomiting.  Yeah some will say she was just holding him due to the convulsion BUT!  She ONLY let go when she was told to let go.  So HA! 

Mommies are mommies.  Super heros in my book.

But even through all that.  I loved spending time with them.  Getting to play with the babies.  Of course I have to hand some credit to my Ex.  She hooked me up with the ticket to get in so I COULD see em for the week end.  She isn't one of those hateful ex-wives.  Glad that we can talk and have a reasonable relationship for the kids when they were growing up and now having the grand babies.

So I have expanded my bedroom furniture collection by one. 
That means I have a home made computer desk, a living room coffee table for an entertainment center w/ TV, a printer cart for my fish aquarium, a mini fridge, a tuperware pod with drawers and bed and NOW....after years and year of not owning one I have a base for my bed.

Yes, it is a soho 2 drawer bed base, black.

You think it's fancy?   maybe for someone like me!

Sleeping on a tempurpedic bed, on the floor has always been comfy for me.  Enough for me.

Why did I get one you ask?

The answer is simple and complicated really.

A: I wanted the elevation for laying in bed to watch TV (too low and the TV screen gets dark and UN-viewable)
B: The need to be off the floor especially in the winter.
C: Having the sudden and overwhelming urge to have a full bed system.

Now I had been thinking of building my own with drawers and such but at the current employment status it would have been too expensive.

Getting the bed base I have now I saved well over $100 but the old theory of "Get what you pay for" still stands true.

It is flimsy.

So once I get back to working in my normal field I will get the materials for the bed I want to make and then when time permits I will make it.

Of course I will do my best to photo document each phase of construction. 

I already have a design I have been working on.  Simple and not beautiful as I don't really care for appearance, but functionality. 

I may stain and finish it but that's an after the fact kinda deal!

Please help this young man!

Please sign this petition?

I don't share often, and enjoy the posts that others do. I also appreciate the effort others put into posting. That being said, I implore you to read the following and help this young man.
He is a Veteran of the U.S. Navy, a college student, and a new father.
Please write the addresses EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIVE IN NEVADA. It will help. Justice was not served in this case.
Share this on every Blog you subscribe to. Thank you
May 2nd, 2012

As some of you already know, I have been charged and convicted by a jury of “Battery Causing Substantial Bodily Harm” on April 26th of 2012 in Carson City, NV. To get to that, we have to go back to the morning of March 25th of 2011.
While out celebrating a close friend’s birthday, I was attacked by a man at a bar. He and I were in a conversation about or time in the military, when out of nowhere he got into my face with my back against the bar and told me he was going to kill me. At that moment I had little time to react and smashed a glass against his face. After I hit him, I left the bar and was rushed home by my brother who thought it would be a good idea to leave. I was in a state of Shock. At that point in my life I had never personally harmed anyone, nor had my life felt in more jeopardy than it did at that moment.
I went home and told my girlfriend what had happened. Soon after, the Carson City Sheriff’s department came to my apartment. The deputy asked me if I was in a fight at the bar, I told him yes. He proceeded to read me my rights and put me in hand cuffs. I was taken to jail and held on bail for the weekend.
At the time I was full time in school, had a full time job and had a baby due within the month. Before all of this happened I had never been involved with this type of a situation. No one has ever threatened my life in such a way that I felt the need to use such extreme means to protect myself from potential harm.
I didn’t know the extent of his injuries until I went to jail. I was concerned for my life.
While in trial he testified that he was turning to leave and never threatened me. This fact is not true. I didn’t punch him straight into the side of his face as he turned away; I smashed it against his face, as you would in a right hook. He was standing directly in front of me. He lied.
I know this has brought some shame on some in our community, I am sorry for that. It was never my intention to have this as a front page headline, putting an unfavorable name to our way of life. I know the injuries were extreme, and if I would have had the time to react in a better way, I would have. But the fact of the matter is he said he was going to kill me and I had nowhere to go.
I am innocent and should not be treated like this for defending my life.
I am in no way saying the jury did a bad job in making their decision, they were just swayed by the testimonies of the injuries and hidden from the fact that it is still my right to defend myself if I am faced with a life threatening situation.
If you do not believe me, than that is fine, but if there is any glimmer of hope left in this world, then you need to see that this is an unfair verdict. Humans need to survive, we always have. I am not a criminal. If you ask anybody that knows me they will tell you the same. If I am unable to survive with whatever means available, then what do I have? Who gets to tell us when we are going to die?
I for one am not ashamed of what I did. I am not upset that the man survived.
I am upset that I am being treated unfairly in a system that is supposed to be based on the fundamental reasons for being here, to live, to survive, and to leave this world knowing that our children will be able to do the same.
On July 2nd, 2012, two days before Independence Day, I am to be sentenced to upwards of five years in prison. For doing what is completely natural to all of us.
I am asking everyone that this reaches, help me fight for our inherent human rights.
There are plenty of ways you can do this.
The most crucial, be at the Carson City Courthouse in Carson City, NV on July 2nd, 2012 At 9 am. The more people that care about the right to protect life, the more of a chance we can fight this at its source.
You can write or call:
1. Carson City Courthouse
District Court I -- Judge James T. Russell
Public Safety Complex/885 East Musser
Carson City, NV 89701
775.882-1996
JRussell@Carson.org
2. Board of Supervisors
City Hall/201 N. Carson Street, Suite 2
Carson City, NV 89701
775.887.2100
3. District Attorney -- Neil A. Rombardo
Public Safety Complex/885 East Musser
Carson City, NV 89701
775.887.2070

You can also contact your local elected officials and urge them to react to this case in time.

Please support me in preserving the one thing that we all need to survive.

Thank you.

Sincerely,
Christopher Keith Lash
Share this with anyone you wish. You may only be one voice, but you are the voice of many.

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Femininest movment?

So I was thinking today about the years of the movement.
The players:
Gloria Steinem
Harry Reasner
Dan Rather
Richard Nixon...
And the whole slew of men in either the home or positions of prominence that were flabbergasted, injured, threatened, insecure men that whole heartedly believed that women are toys and tools.
They stooped to name calling, bashing, threatening.
They made it clear that a woman was to be told what to do and only then could they have the right to breath.

I was not in a position to know what was going on.  I was not even born yet that I know of.  I am going off hand on this so if I am inaccurate or flat out wrong.. let me know.

But think about it:
To get an apartment as a single woman you needed a man to sign for you.  Even if you were wealthy to a certain point.

You were segregated from men at bars/restaurants. You have to be kept away from the men so they could eat in piece..really?

Right to vote: yes
Forced to be sexually harassed at work place?: yes
Told that you were never to question a man? yes

Ok what about Madame Curie? The physicist with expertise in chemistry that, in 1898, discovered the radioactive substances of radium and polonium in Paris, France.

Created the technology of making XRAY's in the medical industry?

Woman...

All I am saying is this:
Women are no different than men when it comes to the rights humanity share.  The same rights that one person has in the USA should be the same as the next no matter the race or sex.  Breasts or balls there shouldn't be any difference. 


So what... if a woman is a bitch then she is a bitch.  If a man is a ass then he is an ass.
There is always a fine line between being a bitch or an asswhole and being someone that wants to make a change happen that is fair and right.


I like a strong woman.
I like a woman that is smart and intelligent. 
If she isnt then she could get boring real fast.
I dont want a woman to stands in my shadow.
or stands in front of me.  
I want someone that stands next to me.
That way when its her turn to shine I can push her into the spot light.
Or that I can help get there if she needs it.
I also don't want her to try to push me into the shadows or strive to pass me just so she can.


In other words...an equal...


So...
if you think you are better than someone just because of race, sex, wealth etc.
Then think about this.
You wouldn't have any of that if it weren't for those that you hold below you and can be taken away just as easily as you got it.

something to think about...

Science I believe in:
People fall out of love 971% faster than they fall into love
One persons feelings are theirs... They cannot be shared...But they CAN share similar ones.
Chemicals produced in the brain are the same for all emotions either good or negative.
The human body is made of the same atoms as everything else in the universe.
The universe is made of the same atoms as the human body.

After thinking that over several times...you really shouldn't feel small in the universe but a larger part of it.  You should feel like you aren't a spec on the world but a intricate part of the universe as a whole.  I know I do.

If your heart is hurting from an emotional wound... It is your fault.  You allowed someone the power to hurt it.

If you feel small and insignificant remember that there are others smaller and less insignificant than you.

And finally...  NO ONE is insignificant!  But you can BE small...you just don't have to FEEL small.

Just wanted to post this...

Check this out

Michigan Successfully Prosecutes Gasoline Price-Fixing

Changing the price of fuel?

Ok a few people have asked me what we can do to change the oil companies from getting those 400+ Billions in PROFIT.
Well to be totally honest:
Nothing...

We can try and petition the government to get involved but they are so tied up in the money from it as well they would rather pull their own toenails out with pliars.  But ya never know.

We could just stop buying gas for a week but as a people we are too lazy, too spoiled to do that.

We can all ban together and protest at refineries and ports where they export millions of barrels a day instead of keeping it here in the USA to drive prices down to about $2.00 a gallon but again...  The government officials are so deeply into the pockets of the major oil companies that they would most likely break it up and arrest every one.  Nothing getting accomplished.

The only real option is to just petition the Government. Get some good legal minds involved and see what we CAN do to stop the flow of fuel going OUT, force the price DOWN and set in place some laws/rules that keep the oil companies from sticking their gas pump up our collective asses and sucking our hard earned cash through our colons.

Here is a good place to start.
And I will chase down links for resources for the info I usually have just for those that are new and haven't seen my other posts about this.

The oil companies have been sticking it to us in the worst way for decades. By that I mean, they have only been basically steam rolling the citizens of the USA this way for about 20 years.

And since the government is in their pockets they let them have their way with us.  Don't you feel dirty?  Haven't you been raped at the pump enough?  haven't you had to decide too many times on food or gas enough?

I know I have.

I am going to get moving on more petitions.  I don't know if they will turn out like all the other...no one signing them because they would rather give all their hard to come by cash to oil companies then keep it for something more important.

But i will try again!

William Trubridge News

William Trubridge News

Just some things I think about

In no particular order (and I may update this more as time goes on)
here are some things that came to mind today so I jotted them down.

For the guys:
Sometimes she isn't as worried about how much you like what she did to her hair, but that you noticed.

With out looking what color are her eyes. Think about any details about them you may know of.  If she asks you one day you should know the answers.  Because she does and to her it counts.

When you are both together and alone tell her that you are going to shout to the world that you love her... then shout it out!  And when she reminds you that you are alone and no one else can hear it remind her that SHE is your world so mission accomplished.

Have flowers delivered to her work (if it is possible) and just have the note say "Just because".

If she asks you if you would ever love another girl say "Yes, in (how ever long you feel comfortable with) years I will and she will call you mommy".

Hug her from behind, kiss her neck and then walk away...

When you are talking about something take her face in your hands and say, "Hey...shhh...I love you.." (said honestly and meaningfully)

Find out what is most important to her and see to it that she has access to it as often as you can. (education, vacations, road trips etc. etc.)

Plant little post it notes in her purse, briefcase, over her coffee cup in the morning or what ever else she may have that you can place a note in/on that have sweet messages or compliments about her that you love. And be considerate about it... I love your huge tits are not acceptable.

If she is feeling insecure then do things that make her feel that you are there, there for her and only her. In public..especially when there are other women around.  Grab her hand, kiss her face, her neck. Wrap your arms around her and remind her that you are still surprised that of all the other guys in the world your the lucky bastard that she chose to be with. If you see a girl checking you out then that should be a good time to do that.

Remember that you are with her for a reason.  Do not get flirty with another girl and remember that every time you do something with another woman in the presence of your wife/girlfriend that it breaks a little piece off of the relationship and wont come back.  It adds up.

Dancing in the middle of the kitchen/living room is good.  Even with out music. I don't mean the electric slide I mean a slow dance holding her close cheek to cheek just because you are happy to be near her.

Share an intimate thought or feeling with her once in a while. Let her in.  Let her feel like you are letting her in.

( more to come later...)

For the girls:

Always remember.  men can't and probably wont ever be able to read your mind.  You know what the means.

Subtle hints not working? Then stop using them.

Stop expecting to see a reciprocation for things you do.  Most men wont.  Most men cant comprehend the thing you did requires it.

Don't expect him to not feel hurt, offended or ignored if you act like you aren't together when out in public when there is a guy you like around you.  Understand that every time you treat him like he isn't there....a little piece breaks off the relationship and never comes back.

If you haven't told him that you like things done a certain way during sex and he doesn't do it the way you want it and you aren't satisfied in bed...that's your fault.  If you haven't told him how the best way to make you orgasm and you have to fake it...that's your fault.
if you told him and he still doesn't do it...then he is basically selfish..not worth your effort..

A man normally says exactly what he thinks, feels.  he isn't hard to figure out.  More than 90% of the male thought processes for most men is food, sex, cars.  Sometimes you can add beer and sports in that mix.  That's it.  He wont want ask to cuddle, snuggle or be made to feel pretty.

If you are being walked over by him and you allow it...and don't get out or fix it then you must like it.  Don't be that girl!  there are always options!

If you had a dream that he cheated on you...don't treat him like he cheated on you.  it was just a dream.

If he did cheat on you then he is an asshat and instead of torturing him just leave.

If you cheated on him then you are an asshat and should be the one being left.

Always consider this: What YOU might think is an emergency may not actually be an emergency.

Sex isn't a tool. Stop treating it like one. Sex in a  relationship is healthy. It helps ease tensions, headaches and is cardio exorcise!


For everyone:
Communicate
Treat each other with respect
 If you are miserable in a relationship and communication is not working...WHY ARE YOU STILL IN IT?

And finally (but not really)

If you love someone then treat them that way or you may not have them to love for much longer.

I win!

So, I drive a 2001 model SUV. It's great for when I have away jobs because it holds all the gear I need and pulls my "office"trailer with motorcycle inside.
In other words is has a big V8 and weighs about 5k lbs or more alone.
Now, a guy rear ended me yesterday while sitting at a stop light. He was driving a 2012 hyundai sport coupe. 
Guess who drove away fairly unscathed.
I feel bad for the guy even though he was the one who ran into me.  Probably on his cell phone or txting with it.  Something like that.
But man, he ran into me and his car is done.
Plastic cars don't farewell against a steel truck/suv. 

So the moral to this is...

If you must drive a plastic car then stop distracting yourself with cell phones and stop NOT paying attention!.
You could be injured or you could injure someone.  Good thing he wasn't going fast enough to run me into the guy in front of me (or that my brakes were pretty much new)

Any how no one was hurt..which was great and we were the only two involved so that's even better.

Wouldn't it be nice

If you could see who the people are that make the decision to raise fuel prices and then refuse them the ability to receives services or goods that depend on fuels to make or deliver that service?  No matter what it is? 

Maybe just when they think they are going to be rolling in the dough they have no goods or service to enjoy?

Because I know there are people out there that cannot afford things based on the amount of cost that has to be attached to items or services because it costs so much for the seller or reseller due to fuel costs.

Yeah I look like a raving idiot for this post but some how I just cannot seem to get what exactally I want to say to print out.

JIBBERISH!
That's all I see.  but I'm posting it any how and you all can ask me what I meant if you care o.0

PREMIUM!

Now that I have your attention.


have you noticed that there are so many things, products and services, that are labeled with the word Premium?

Now I will grant that there ARE things that ARE premium.  Candy with premium processed chocolate, Premium services that are premium. Like valet parking. Free massage with all hair cuts.

Now I have seen so many cheap, generic products that either work or they don't from design to land fill. They have premium all over the package.  Then on the next peg to it there is a real premium product. Gold plated contacts (gold is THE best electrical transmission metal) and it has some of the best alloys and minerals in the making of it and NOT marked premium because the name alone suggests it.  The "premium" product marked all over with the word is made of the cheapest metals, the cheapest components. 

Same with options.  Premium options.  The dictionary states: 

 

1pre·mi·umnoun \ˈprē-mē-əm\

Definition of PREMIUM
1
a : a reward or recompense for a particular act b : a sum over and above a regular price paid chiefly as an inducement or incentive c : a sum in advance of or in addition to the nominal value of something d : something given free or at a reduced price with the purchase of a product or service
2
: the consideration paid for a contract of insurance
3
: a high value or a value in excess of that normally or usually expected

So what does this say to you?  Does a cheap low quality product or service deserve the word PREMIUM on it when it has no value or the service is not any where near above or beyond the usual service offered by any 10 businesses?

Well I think that truth in advertising should be enforced.
Yes a lot of American companies over use the word but I have noticed that ALL overseas  producers that sell their products in the USA.

have you noticed that? Other than the top companies have you noticed them doing that? 

It's friday

Yeah, so it is.
Now, I consider myself a semi smart guy.  I have my moments of brightness.
But what I don't understand is why it is that I am able to "get" how things are but others don't?
I'm not a collegiate scholar. I don't hold any titles or have never been thought of as an "expert" in a specific field.
But I can see a turd and know it's a turd.
Why are there so many people that are supposed to be wise, smart, knowing, educated, certified and titled?
Why I ask.
I have a theory!
YES!  My brain actually started this morning with out a band playing the star spangled banner!
Because they are either:
Protecting their tender ego
In denial
Financially bound to subject "A" and wont speak the truth because it is tied to their income
Wrongly loyal to the "thing" that is wrong and wont be honest about it
Or...
this is the big one
ready?
Sure?
ok
No going back
once you know something you cant un-know it

They are politicians.
They walk through turds all day long and only talk about the wonderful flowers lining the road.
They are turd walkers. 
That's my name for it.
Feel free to use that

We arent America any more...

Lets begin this with a fact:
At the place I work at I see a lot of products coming in through purchase orders.  What pains me about it all is that every item with the exception of local

5 months!

And no cigarettes!  W0oT!
I am officially off the ciggies and it feels all squishy. 
Wait
I mean it feels all awesome
n stuff
ya know

The people have the power

Not the bankers. Not wall street. Not the big oil companies.

And we can use it to make a change happen across the country.

But we wont.  As a people we are lazy. Concerned more about convenience and ease of access that we wont take the steps to get our world to shape into something more affordable or safe or even just for it to be fair.

As a nation we are too interested in the cheapest thing. Not where it came from or where our money is going afterwords.

Did you know that even though China is one of our biggest threats and competitors for military, space, oil and market share of most anything...  WE are one of their biggest funders?  yes, we are.
We but the products shipped from China all the time. Our money goes to their country.  It feeds their oppressive communist government.  You know, the one OURS is heading towards.
Internet businesses from outside of China have to conform to their censorship.  Google moved it's search engine to Hong Kong so they can have easier access to their systems to censor things that the Chinese government call "dangerous" information or "false" information.  In other words anything that someone searches for in China that could challenge the status quo is considered dangerous.  Even news items.  They don't want you to have information in that country that they don't feed you.

Any how.

Now if we, the people, were to fight back against the 1%'ers.
Now be honest. Seriously. You wouldn't hate against someone that is rich.  You are actually upset about HOW they got rich, HOW they are treating the people that got them rich right?
Good.
I don't despise anyone that has gotten to the proverbial ivory tower...just don't piss on me on the way up there if I am the one you needed help from to get there. 

First:
The bankers, them dirty stinking bankers.  They need your money in their banks to make them rich through various means.  Fees, investing your money, etc.
What if they started not having your money any more.  What if enough people decided enough is enough and started pulling their money out. Enough people kept their cash out of their accounts long enough for them to take notice.
They would not like it.  may not kill them but would get their attention and that is what we want right?

Wall street.  They need people to buy stuff. Gas, Food. Houses and land. What if enough people decided that enough is enough and started to NOT buy stuff. Decided that no more of anything but a bus ride and a short grocery list.  And if you have to buy something do not buy it if it says Made in China.  That's a whole new message altogether.

So now we have mentioned banker. wall street.  How about big oil?
They can bring gas to $2.00 a gal and still make mad profits.  They export millions of gallons overseas purely for the profit.  They buy it with our money, refine it, send a huge chunk some where else and then charge us a high price for what we buy, all the while claiming supply and demand is what makes the price so high.  Wait...  what? So, you ship out a lot to other countries, then say there is a low supply in the USA so you charge us more?
huh...

But wait!  There's more!

$460 billion

That's what (about) the top 5 fuel companies were making last year. Each.

Kinda important to also understand. The execs say they don't get paid very much.  But that doesn't count their bonuses, corporate benefits and stock options...usually totaling in the hundreds of millions a year.  And the "set for life" retirement packages.

Now if we started taking buses, walking, doing every conceivable thing to not buy fuel any more for as long as we can do you know that it would send  a shock wave up the channels?
Yup.
Now I know they would just jack up the prices even more to compensate which in turn would drive up bus tickets etc.  But eventually people would not be able to afford anything that used fuel.
And then what.

I am all about keeping things fair.  Keeping them where MOST people can access them.  I am also for making it so that the unfortunate can have some kind of access to what everyone else has.

But when the 1% are beating us to death with their money and then turning their back on the people that make them billionaires it really pisses me off.

If we weren't so damn lazy we could really take back our country, our government and our lives.  But since we are so lazy....

We are screwed

What are you doing to try and make a difference?

Check this out

Men and Women

I have read so many thing about how hard it is being a woman.'
About the trials and tribulations of being a woman.
About the awesomeness of being a woman.

Don't think I have read anything about how hard it is being a man.
Not once.
Not because it is easy.  Or great, or how magnificent it is.
Because for the most part we don't need to complain about it.
or brag about it.
We just do it.
Why?
Because as men we are expected to just do the right thing
work hard for our family
accept all of it's bounty and all of it's lacking
Be satisfied with a woman that takes care of the babies you help make
Satisfied with the home you are providing with your hard work, blood, sweat and tears.
For them.
For the woman.
Being a man means you don't cry when you are hurt.
You don't complain when someone takes from you, you just get it back or get another.
Being a man means you will give up the best of something so that woman can have it.
Being a man means going out of your way to do something nice...and not expecting to be praised for it. it's just whats expected of you.
Men don't need to be praised because all the things others ask gratitude for men are expected to give it freely with out exception to their wife and children.
Why don't men have pages of pictures and phrases praising us or have us complaining?
Because we don't need to.
We just do whats expected of us and hope it's enough that we aren't looked down upon.
We do it because we are expected to.
We do it because in society real men are strong and don't ever need help and are expected to just suck it up and carry on.
That's what men do.
So while all of those cute fancy social pages have hordes of creative people writing things about "It's tough being a woman because..."  or women are awesome because"  there are men that look at that and say, You have no idea" and then run out to the store because the woman asks him too. 
In the middle of him watching his sports game.
BUT
Don't let him raise his needs, don't let him say, "What about me?"
Don't let him ask when it's his turn
Or when he can have to best of something
Or if he can just be pampered
Or if he can have a decent back rub and not a 15 second rub and then nothing.
Or be allowed to tell the truth when the stupid questions are asked
Or be honest when asked if "this is a good idea right?"
Or if he can just be selfish for once.
He will be ridiculed, looked bad upon, questioned as to his REAL agenda, thought of as a fairy, expected to say, "Just kidding dear, of course I will ignore my needs, wants or desires"
A man has to be a man no matter how hard or how how much it hurts.

And when he has had enough a REAL man wont use violence, he will just set the thermostat to 70 and then rip it off the wall.

How to make it cost MORE for business to out source over seas:

(a work in progress)

I am not responsible for what you understand, only for what I write.

How to make it cost MORE for business to out source over seas:
(I posted this a lot of blogs today and have gotten hate replies back, i have done my job) Now I want my friends and family to add to this and maybe make a petition to the government? maybe my sister Ruth Grimley can think of something to add!! Christopher!! Get yer thinking cap on! James.. add to this too! EVERY ONE! I wrote this... on the fly so it may not make much sense at first.

Make a new law.

Keep any "grandfathered in" clauses out.

No us based business is to create any out sourced bushiness/programs unless passed by majority vote of the us people. HA!

TAX all business higher that have sent jobs over seas.

Tax all products made by out sourced factories that come into the country higher.

For every outsourced job currently held by ANY business the company (whether it is manufacture or service) those positions held now and in the future will be considered an employment held in the USA and taxed accordingly. (causing the company to pay a tax on that held position, thus, making the company pay more into OUR system.

In other words all the benefits of call centers in India and else where, all the factories built specifically for production of goods by an Americana company will now LOSE benefits of doing so...making it more or less no longer cost effective to do keep it or continue doing creating them.

(Que flamers and trolls)

Injustice in America

Unexplainable, Inexcusable

No one has been able to explain to me why young men...... and women serve in the U.S. Military for 20 years, risking their lives protecting freedom, and only get 50% of their pay. While Politicians hold their political positions in the safe confines of the capital, protected by these same men and women, and receive full pay retirement after serving one term. It just does not make any sense.

On Fox news they learned that the staffers of Congress family members are exempt from having to pay back student loans. This will get national attention if other news networks will broadcast it. When you add this to the below, just where will all of it stop?

35 States file lawsuit against the Federal Government

Governors of 35 states have filed suit against the Federal Government for imposing unlawful burdens upon them. It only takes 38 (of the 50) States to convene a Constitutional Convention.

This will take less than thirty seconds to read. If you agree, please pass it on.

This is an idea that we should address.

For too long we have been too complacent about the workings of Congress. Many citizens had no idea that members of Congress could retire with the same pay after only one term, that they specifically exempted themselves from many of the laws they have passed (such as being exempt from any fear of prosecution for sexual harassment) while ordinary citizens must live under those laws. The latest is to exempt themselves from the Healthcare Reform... in all of its forms. Somehow, that doesn't seem logical. We do not have an elite that is above the law. I truly don't care if they are Democrat, Republican, Independent or whatever. The self-serving must stop.

If each person that receives this will post it on their wall, in three days, most people in The United States of America will have the message.. This is one proposal that really should be passed around.

Proposed 28th Amendment to the United States Constitution: "Congress shall make no law that applies to the citizens of the United States that does not apply equally to the Senators and/or Representatives; and, Congress shall make no law that applies to the Senators and/or Representatives that does not apply equally to the citizens of the United States .."

Now, what are you going to do about it? Read and delete, or work for reform? Share on the wall of EVERY congressman, representative, governor, the white house!!!!! Pass it around!!! Make calls, send fax's and email's...............

Only because

I have an outlet in this blog do I keep it alive.
I have given up on it.
I have officially closed all my other blogs down.
I have decided that I am not going to try to be a blogger for any other reason but to just say stuff thats on my mind.

Today was one of those days that you realize that the things you held as truths for certain things/people are no more than smoke and fog...
Blown away and gone when the breeze picks up.
And you are left with nothing but disappointment and bad hair.

Am I wrong?

Am I wrong to think that those that preach about being religious are usually the false prophets?  I read the bible every now and then.  Not as much as I used to.  I have done it cover to cover before on a few occasions.  And I remember a few bits and pieces about false Christians, prophets etc.  Or in modern terms. Fakes.  I know a few people that are like that.  Holy in their display, fractured in their privacy.  Or..  they show a good show of being religious and christian but when no one is looking they are just a hot mess of meanness, evil deeds and they treat others as tools and resources.  Love em when they can do something for you, ditch em when they are no longer useful.

Any how..just something that struck me after reading something someone said on a social network site I am on.

Motorcycle blues

Ok so it rained today.  I expected it to.  And I rode the bike to work any how.  Have a brand new shiny (no, it really is shiny) rain suit. 
Why the blues?  I enjoy a nice run through the farm country by the house before coming home quit often and sometimes stop and sit near the river for a bit.
Can't do that and enjoy it much in the rain.

Wait..so maybe not the motorcycle blues.  maybe more like the rainy day blues.

I corrected my self.

Good gawd.

Ill be talking to my self soon

Crap..

I already do that.

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im so screwed...

Bullying: One of my worst school issues

I was never "bullied" in school.  Sure I was picked on a little bit for some bad choices but I was never bullied.
But I sure did take and give a lot of ass whoopins because of bullies.
I hated bullies so much.  I still do. 
If I saw a friend being bullied I stepped in.
If I saw a stranger being bullied I stepped in.
I had a lot of enemies but they were the primary bullies.
They hated me because I stopped them from harassing others.
In schools across the country and across the ages there has always been bullies.
It sucks but its true.
Even worse now because so many young people are opening up with their sexuality.  With their own styles.  With their own habits and such.  That opens them up for constant attack.

Now here is where it gets touchy.
If you were to look at why those kids find it so important to bully others.  Especially the openly homosexual you might find some interesting things.
Are their parents the cause?  They must take responsibility either way.
Do their parents condone this kind of act? If they do then they should be made responsible.
Do their parents try to defend the kid that is bullying? If they do then they should be made to suffer consequences.

Why do the educating staff not do anything about it?
Why are the bullies allowed to get away with this sort of behavior?

Why hasn't there been a  law passed that:
Made the staff responsible for policing the school
Make it a hate crime just like it is for adults

Makes it a punishable offense for the parents of the bully.

If the children do not feel safe in school where CAN they feel safe?

Now..getting the child to admit being bullied may be hard for fear of reprisal. Making sure they know that something WILL be done is so very important that to know they have a escape through the school staff they would be more likely to ask for help.  As it is now too many just try and deal with it and either suicide, show up with a gun and kill everyone, act up to be kicked out or drop out of school altogether.

None of those are acceptable!  NONE!

Just because a kid is homosexual, transgender (which I have a whole other issue with) or just different... does NOT mean they are wrong.  They are not.  If they aren't like you or your friend or what you are told someone should be...doesn't mean that they are wrong.

When I was in highschool it was so much bigger.  So many more people.  I couldn't always be there to defend my friends.  Or anyone else when they needed someone to step in.  I hated it because I would see my friends after school and one or two would just be wound up.  Yeah I would pounce on the offender but then...doesn't that make me like them?

A friend committed suicide.  That made me feel like a failure and it made me miserable knowing that he wouldn't grow up and experience the world.  Find love, have a family or see the rest of the world.  And he wouldn't be my friend any more.
I was on the football team and then left the team when I found out that it was THEM that picked on bullied and generally made his life miserable everyday.  I couldn't be on a team that did that and back then...you were shunned by the whole school if you complained.  And if it was their sports teams doing it...then you had no where to go...

We need to make a petition.  Make it for new laws.  Just because they cant defend them selves doesn't mean they cant have a voice.  let us be their voice.

I will post info when I see about what I need to do for this petition.  If you know where I should start please point me in that direction.

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So now I am no longer smoking cigarettes.  It is AWESOME! No more chocking, no more rude smell.  No more being winded on the stairs.  No more $200 a month in ciggy expenses.  Look out world I am BACK!  I am working out longer, better. I can taste and smell stuff better than before.  I don't get those "looks" by none smokers, which I still think are rude, and best of all.  When I see my daughters again they wont say, "Daddy your smell like a ashtray,"
So, who else wants to quit?  I am going to gather some info and give an explanation on how I did it.  I was a 2 pack a day smoker and now I don't.  Stay tuned!!!

If you don't like it

Then don't read it.  Don't listen to it.  Don't go to it. Don't drink it. Don't eat it. Don't believe in it. Don't try and change everyone around YOU to fit YOUR likes and dislikes.  Stop trying to make everyone do what YOU do.  If 499 people enjoy doing/hearing/drinking/smelling etc.  something and you don't...that does NOT mean you make it your life to try and stop what ever it was from existing.  If you don't like it don't participate in it.  Don't try and make it go away for YOUR benefit!
If it makes you mad then stay away from it.  If you are so brain damaged that tyou cant then you need a lobotomy.
I stopped smoking but would I force the rest of the smokers into dark little holes in their basements at home to smoke because I don't smoke?  NO!  Just because I don't like rap does that mean I am going to have it eliminated from existence?  NO.  Just because I don't like fruitcake does that mean I am going to ask the government to ban, outlaw and abolish it?  NO!!!

So sit down, shut up and eat your damn fruitcake!

Here is a first draft of a story I am writing.

This has no name right now.  Let me know what you think.  Or not.  Ill go back through it to edit as needed so when I do I will let anyone interested in it know.

She was standing there leaning against her car looking down at the heart killed dust grass.  Pushing a stone off with the toe of the boots she just bought for this trip.
She was cursing herself for this trap as well as thanking for it.  She needed to get away and the conversation that drove her to it was still clear as if it was just now.

Her friends egging her on to get out. Leave town for a few days and forget about the events of the past month and a half.
She had been married to a soldier off in Iraq.  Fighting for the freedom of the Iraqi people.  Well thats what they were telling the world.
She she had just spoken to him on the phone the day before she found out she was pregnant.  That means that the weekend in L.A. was the place she conceived her first child and was going to call it Angel if it was a girl and Angelo if a boy.
Then the next day she got the visit.  The base commanders wife made it her mission to bring other wives along for the, "Dear Mrs." visits to tell wives that their husbands wives were killed.
She had taken it pretty well.  At first. That night she woke up with crying and feeling very sick.  She knew she was having a miscarriage and from that day until she left on her little vacation she had been so depressed she stopped taking care of herself.
But now here she was on a dirt road in the middle of no where.  No one knew where she was.  She had seen the winding dirt path snaking its way around the mountain from the blacktop and saw that it looked like it was heading to a very pretty lake.
She checked her phone again.  No service.  She tried the key in the ignition again.  All she got for the effort was a sickly sounding grinding noise and a backfire.
It was hot and dry here but she could see no shade for a very long time with the sun high above.
Then she heard a noise.  Not sure from which direction.  The low hills all around her bounced the sound all over.  There..she heard it again.  And it sounded like a voice too.  Emma decided to walk to the closest hill and see if she could get high enough to see farther around her.
As she tried to work her way up the hill she realised that the boots she had on were not climbing boots.  She thought to her self, "How did all those cowboys do this?  It looks so easy when they do it!"
She made it up about ten feet when she lost her footing and slipped down, sliding on her backside.
After a few more moments she made it back where she had gone before.  Another few feet...and down she comes, sliding again on her back side.
Sitting down where she landed, head on her knees on the verge of crying she freezes cold.
A shadow had passed over her and was blocking the sun.
She startled, jerked her head up to look into the face of a dappled grey faced horse.
It sniffed and then snorted lifting its head and whinnying.
Emma could only stare.  Then a man's voice," Leeroy, yer gonna scare that poor woman to death, get over here.
Emma crab crawls back a few feet when she looks over at the person the voice belonged to.
The was this man, from boots to hat, a cowboy out of the westerns her father had been fond of.
He was busy sitting in the shade of a tree, hat pulled down over his eyes and booted feet crossed out in front of him.
First thing Emma thinks is that she has lost her mind.  She could have sworn that there was no tree there before.  There COULDN'T have been!  She remembers NO tree with in 1000 yards and no shade and definitely NO cowboy or a horse anywhere near it.
Then it occurred to her.  He was just sitting there in the shade, probably even dozing off and she was stuck.  Now that just couldn't stand.
Emma marched right over to where this cowboy was lounging and promptly and properly gave him her best, Hands on her hips and harumph" move that always got her the attention she needed.
Nothing.
She does it again but a little louder this time...
Nothing.
The horse whinnied and the man stirred, lifting the brim of his hat just enough to look up at the horse, then at the lady.
He had light green eyes, a Van Dyke type facial hair and stubble from a few days of not shaving.  He was very tan and a solid jaw.  She swore she could see a twinkle or a grin in those eyes but he pulled his hat back again before she could fully investigate. 
The man said," You might want to get out of that sun.  It's really hot out here and no water for at least a mile."
Emma was getting a little aggravated at this whole situation.  He wasn't offering to help her in the least bit.  Just advice.  Lousy advice.
Emma then says, :Sir, if you don't mind would you be so kind as to fix my truck? It wont start or something and I don't even know where I am!"
The horse whinnies again.
Lady you don't know where you are?  Why, your in the desert!  The first rule of the desert is knowing where you came from.  From there you can figure where you have been, and then from there work out how the get back.
Emma was dumbstruck.  This dirty dusty man isn't lifting a hand to help her.  She walks back to her truck thoroughly angry and sits in the drivers seat turning the key and trying to start the engine.
Still only getting a grinding noise she slams the door closed and turns around to walk back to the man when she runs face first into his chest, his arm on her shoulders holding her from falling back.
She pushes his hands off, starting to say that she doesn't appreciate him putting his hands on her when she sees his face.
He could be her husbands twin brother. A bit taller, a little more wiry but felt very strong. The eyes looked like they had seen a great many things. He had the crows feet around his eyes that came from a lot of smiling, like he was doing right now, and a lot of squinting in the desert sun looking out over the horizon.  And that smile.  It looked just like a little boys smile.  Just like her husband.  That adorable little boys smile.
All he said was, "Easy now.  No need to get riled up.  I just want to ask if you needed any help with that machine."
Well of course I do!  It wont start.  Something is wrong with it.
The man looks at the truck and says easily,"Well your first problem is that it isn't a Ford.  I can't fix that.  Second, it sounds like you have a lot of electrical garbage going on under that hood to be fixed with a knife and bailing wire.
Why don't you come with me and ill get you out of this desert back to some one that might be able to fix this tin can.
Emma at first didn't think she heard him right.  "Are you saying you have a vehicle?  You can take me back to town?"
No ma'am, but I have ol' Leeroy over there and we can ride you down the main road where you might find someone you can flag down.
You want me to ride on a horse?  With you?  It has to be at least a hundred miles to the nearest road! Emma says.
More like a hundred and fifty but yes that's the idea.  Move it lady its a long ride and it will take a few days on foot.
At that the horse Leeroy slowly walks up to the cowboy and nudges his hand.
This here is Leeroy.  We have been friends for a long time.  Out of the saddle bag the cowboy pulls an apple and gives it to Leeroy, scratching the horses ears and the beast munches noisily on the treat.
The man then asks, "Ever sat a horse?  It's easy and you wont have to do a thing..just sit."
Emma contemplates the animal warily.  Not sure if this is a good idea or not.  She had never been on a horse.  Ever.  They frightened her and she wasn't ever sure if she could but as she was thinking she feels the steel hard strong hands of the cowboy grab her and hoist her up to the saddle like she was no more than a load of flour.
Ok lady here is the one and only time I am going to tell you this.  Do not hesitate.  It doesn't matter if you are afraid or unsure.  If I tell you to do something you do it and think about it after your done doing.  If I ask you something I don't care how personal you may think it is you answer me honestly.  You can expect the same from me.
When sitting on ol Leeroy you let him do the walking and me do the leading.  If he starts to run you just hold on because he has a reason to run and you should stay on it.
If you listened to me you will be fine.  If not then you are going to be dust on someones boots and I wont worry about it none.
The cowboy looked up at her with a straight face.  No emotion at all.  He was speaking to her so matter of factually that he could have been telling someone that the sky is blue and the sun is hot.
That was something she wasn't used to.  Not ever has any one ever been so plainly spoken, so straight forward.  So.... Honest.  It kinda turned her on.  This cowboy look pretty handsome.  His face was familiar.  He didnt look at her like she was a piece of meat to be had then left.


As the day wore on the cowboy began to whistle.  Not a tune.  Almost bird like.  Every 50 or so steps he would let out a trilling whistle.  He would look up at his horse almost like he was watching for a reaction.  Almost like... was he talking to the horse?
Just as that thought crossed her mind one of the most rangy, raggedy old mutt dogs Emma has ever seen comes tearing through the brush right at them. The cowboy didn't move, didn't react.  The horse whinnied but didn't try to run.
Emma screamed when the dog was about to leap into the air at her but the dog landed near the cowboy, spun around a few times and then ran up him.  The man with the green eyes reached down and scratched the mutts ears.
This is insane.  This is a nightmare.  It's a clip taken right out of some bad western horror tv show and she is trapped in it.  Crazed wild dogs, talking to a horse, who or what is this guy?

Lady this here is my friend Rut. Not my dog in a way most folks think of having a dog.  He lives in this part of the desert and comes to see me when I am walking through.  He wont bite you especially if you dont mess with him none.

At that the cowboy throws a stick into the brush and the dog runs after it.  After a few moments of rustling noises in the brush the dog comes back with a rabbit in its mouth.

He trots over to the man and drops it in his hand.  As a reward the dog gets a big piece of something leathery looking from the saddle bags on the back of the horse.

He holds it up and proclaims, "Diner!"

It is hard to take:

Seeing every bit of computer equipment going into a hospitol say:  made in China..  and China is currently causing us so much grief.
Knowing that so much of our "Help Desk/Tech Support" for digital or otherwise equipment is always answered by someone in another country.
Hearing that a politician is promising $2.00 a gal for gasoline if they are elected and take them serious.
Knowing that our country is being so trashed and screwed over by people that are in control of the government. 
Watching big corporations controlling the government.
Seeing people that are physically mentally and psychologically able to work but WONT because they make too much on social services to stop abusing the system.  Meanwhile the people that ARE working are struggling to survive and still having their paychecks raided by the government so they can keep giving it away free to the freeloaders of the country.

Its hard to believe that we allow this to happen but as a society we are lazy and have put blinders on our selves and think that as long as it doesn't interfere with them directly too much they don't care and wont do anything about it.

Lil secret to getting to work on time

Get up early..beat the traffic..
Lil secret to drinking coffee..don't spill it
Lil secret to doing well at work..don't get caught loafing
Lil secret to having a happy life..don't worry about the little sstuff...and remember..its all little stuff

Buy buy buy!

Just took a look at a few stocks. Right now microsoft is at 24. Last year they were in the 60's. That means they split!  Buy! Ford is in the 10 range. Buy! They won't get much lower if at all.. think about it..the markets are down...stocks are cheap..people freaking out and selling...the smart plerson buys...the idiots sell....buy buy buy!

Ok here is something to think about.

Let's petition the government to impose a new rule on them. From now on...any thing a government official votes on that we have no vote on like the perscription drug deal that went down a few years ago...if they voted on it..had anything to do with drafting it or even knew about it...they cannot work for..contract for..benefit from or in any way have anything to do with..that complany or corp. For 15 years no exception.  They should not be able to benefit from in any way and neither should their families their office. Sure there are some laws for that but not strict enough. They should not be able to even concult for any thing of the sort. Its bull shit that the congressmen that voted higher drug costs in and then quit their office to go work for the drug companies that are going to benefit in the billions from their actions.  Where's my sniper rifle.....

A post on oil prices

It seems that even when supplies are not affected they prices go up around the world when a oil producing country has a case of diahrea.. and the only ones that really care are the government fucks that have a stake in oil or the actual producers. Why don't we as a nation get off our collective butts and gang up on the fuel stations that don't import oil from the arab nations? Or stations that use mostly us produced fuel? Or tell our government to nationalize US production an kick BP out of alaska..have a us based company control it and make it a point that all us oil stays in the us? Also..why is the oil plroduced in the us cost the us the same as the stuff from over seas? Its our freakin oil! Why do we have to pay imported prices on non import product? Wtf? Let's force our government to set rules for this crap!

Just a note:  I don't agres or disagree with any thing said on videos or article posted here.  I just see info I want to share and I share it.   I am going to post my own thoughts on their own posts with out the goo.

Debt deal: Obama White House details - Lynn Sweet

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Debt deal: Obama White House details - Lynn Sweet

A brief read on an article by Lynn Sweet:

Debt deal: Obama White House details

By Lynn Sweet on July 31, 2011 10:58 PM | No Comments

THE WHITE HOUSE
Office of the Press Secretary
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
July 31, 2011

BIPARTISAN DEBT DEAL: A WIN FOR THE ECONOMY AND BUDGET DISCIPLINE

The debt deal announced today is a victory for bipartisan compromise, for the economy and for the American people. The agreement:

· Removes the cloud of uncertainty over our economy at this critical time, by ensuring that no one will be able to use the threat of the nation's first default now, or in only a few months, for political gain;

· Locks in a down payment on significant deficit reduction, with savings from both domestic and Pentagon spending, and is designed to protect crucial investments like aid for college students;

· Establishes a bipartisan process to seek a balanced approach to larger deficit reduction through entitlement and tax reform;

· Deploys an enforcement mechanism that gives all sides an incentive to reach bipartisan compromise on historic deficit reduction, while protecting Social Security, Medicare beneficiaries and low-income programs;

· Stays true to the President's commitment to shared sacrifice by preventing the middle class, seniors and those who are most vulnerable from shouldering the burden of deficit reduction. The President did not agree to any entitlement reforms outside of the context of a bipartisan committee process where tax reform will be on the table and the President will insist on shared sacrifice from the most well-off and those with the most indefensible tax breaks.

Mechanics of the Debt Deal...........

Use the link to read the whole story..

Obama reaches an agreement with leaders, but congress must weigh in

Obama reaches an agreement with leaders, but congress must weigh in

An article I got form the web:  Notice on the page I copied the advertising link about declaring bankruptcy. You have to click the article link to see it..

Update: Aug 1, 1:21 AM EDT - The agreement would slice at least $2.2 trillion from federal spending over a decade, a steep price for many Democrats, too little for many Republicans.
Updated on Aug. 1, 2011 at 12:59 AM - Tonight, President Obama spoke in support of a bipartisan deal to reduce the nation's deficit and avoid default. It extends the debt limit to 2013, removing the cloud of uncertainty over our economy and ensuring that no one will be able to use the threat of default now or in only a few months for political gain.
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Obama and Congress are said to have reached a debt deal compromise and full details of a debt ceiling increase and spending cuts are expected this afternoon.
What we know is that the deal hasn’t been signed and until then nothing is final. But Obama and Congress are said to agree on raising the debt ceiling as long as it implements matching cuts in spending.
That means a committee has to form and decide what gets cut during the next five months. With the debt ceiling increase, Obama can borrow into 2012 which gives him a safety net of sorts for the 2012 Presidential campaign.
The military construction appropriations bill is said to be the source of extension funds. If Congress doesn’t agree to increase the debt ceiling, Obama can veto their rejection.
Going into the compromise negotiations, Obama said he wasn’t interested in short-term debt deals or savings plans that included tax increases. As details of the debt deal emerge, revenue increases haven’t been mentioned.
Under the latest agreement, the debt limit rises approximately $2.4 trillion. Republicans are agreeing to the debt limit increase as long as there spending is cut by the same amount. The first trillion dollar cut would go into effect right away. The second would hit in Thanksgiving.
The debt deal includes creation of a “Super Committee” to supervise spending over ten years. The Super Committee will also negotiate trillion dollar spending cuts twice before Thanksgiving. If the Super Committee can’t reach effective compromises in spending cuts, the Congress has to send balanced budget amendments to states for approval.
In the event that doesn’t happen, then Congress and Obama face the challenge of cutting Medicare and defense spending. Without raising the debt limit, most agree that Congress would withhold or stop Medicare benefits, social security checks and military payments.
Navy Federal Credit Union offered pay advances to military members in the event of default.
News that a debt compromise looked more hopeful hit late last night. Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid delayed a 1 a.m. Sunday cloture vote. The delay suggested that Congress was closer to reaching a debt deal.
60 yes votes are needed in the Senate today to end this budget battle on raising the US debt ceiling. Many voters feel Republicans are to blame for the stall that has tainted the US image as a financial superpower. News comment boards repeatedly suggest that GOP hatred for Obama and the desire to paint Obama as an inept financial leader has led to the eleventh hour negotiations that threaten to disrupt global markets.
Asian Markets will open today at 5 pm EST. It is hoped the US will have signed a budget agreement by then.
 

Recipe for addiction

Here is my take on why kids become addicted to drugs

 based on what I know about Pahrump Nevada and the sad thing is..the people that run that town couldn't possibly care less.

Ok to be fair I should clarify.

By drugs I mean prescription drugs.

There is a recipe in fact that should explain things easily but if you read my ranting you know I can’t just say it easily.

First! Preheat your county to 105* F

Then suck all the moisture from the air. 

Add dust and dirt and rocks mix well. (don't forget to remove all things fun for kids)

Add a lizard or two for texture

Combine teens and young adults

Fold in lazy parents and failing school systems.

Once those are done set aside

Count all the doctors that can prescribe all medications

Take 4% of them and throw them away.  They don’t belong in this recipe.

Take the remaining doctors and what not’s and give them a prescription pad, an agreement from a pharmaceutical sales rep. and combine in a rapid whipping motion for 5 minutes.

Next add the teens and doctors, knead them until the doctors ooze prescriptions for narcotic pain medications for bruises and then let sit.

Make sure the parents are still lazy and then separate with disinterest.  You can use a helping of Not Giving a Damn if you don’t have enough disinterest. Equal measures.

Next add all the ingredients together, making sure none of the Caring Doctors get mixed in by accident and once the mixture becomes complacent, bored, starts to ooze a lot of denial and hopelessness then you are almost ready to stick in the oven.

Now, if you have one, stab the dough with a local government fork and then slice just the surface with overzealous and self important cops until it starts to become numb to the treatments.

Once that is accomplished throw (and I mean throw) the whole thing into the oven.  Make sure you do it with enough force that the entire mixture spreads out and contaminates the entire place. 

Crank up the heat, the not caring and the self induced hole of “oh well it’s not my problem” and let bake until burnt and pull out.

Place on the counter and enjoy!