Chaos Avoided

Without evil, we would not have good.

Without dark, we would never recognize the light.

Without the good and the light, there would only be chaos.

Author: Me.

Holidays

Merry Christmas, and Happy new Year, and all of that bullshit. I hope you are far happier than I am!

We Are...

We are who we are...we know what we know...we see what we see, and we say what we say. What exactly shapes "who" we are, or "who" we come to be.

 

        Is it the things that we go through as we grow older, or is it the environment that we grow in? Could it be a mixture of both? Are we actually concious of being "shaped" as it is happening? Or do we go through life just "learning" as we go? Is it learning, or is it "ad-lib"? We just sort of make it up as we go along, never sure what is around the next corner? Constantly forced to improvise on the spot.

 

        I ask these things as only a student can. I shall not ask "why are we here"; the answer to that one seems as diverse as the people to whom it is asked. I merely ponder the reason we are what and who we are...or are we even....us? Any thoughts, comments, snide remarks? You know where to find me...

 

:-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Cynicism

The more you have been hurt, the more cynical you become. Soon, there is nothing left but cynicism...

Us

Us...we. It seems that all of us are racing head-long toward one thing...Death. We are born, and we die. I guess it is that space in-between that defines us as who we are. The good that we do, the bad that we do, the good times, and the times when we are hurt. These are the things that make us who we are. These things can make us, or break us.

 

        I have been broken by a person. A person that I thought I loved, but I no longer care for. That makes me sad to say, because I thought I would love that person no matter what, for the rest of my life. They changed that, not me. The blame lies with that person, not me. How can I forgive what they did to me, to us? Right now, the hatred burns so deeply that I think it will never leave.

 

        So now I hurtle head-long into that great abyss all alone, no life-partner by my side. While that person is still here, they do not count for anything. I will enter that cold, dark place completely alone, even if they are at my side. I would welcome the dark right now. At least I wouldn't have to face another day in this joke that is my life and marriage.

For Posterity...

Just so you will know later on, when, and if, someone asks, you can say you knew me "way back when". Just a few things for you to know about me.

 

    My favorite song, the one that I would want played at my funeral, would be, hands down, "Free Bird", by Lynyrd Sknyrd. My favorite food has to be steak and shrimp. My favorite kind of beer is any one that is open! my favorite kind of whiskey is Jack Daniels. My favorite people are my daughters, and my grandchildren. My least favorite person in the entire world is my wife at this time. She should be hung by her feet and beaten for as long as I want it to go on! My favorite day of the year used to be Christmas, but since my wife ruined that, then it isn't.

 

        My favorite person online is a wonderful lady named Ms. Jean. I truly love her with all of my heart. She is a wonderful person! DKBsNurse is a close second, believe me, they are wonderful people. My favorite "gadget" would have to be my computer, give or take a little. I have been able to meet so many people with it! Kozinas, I love you like a brother, man! You've been there for a long time, dude! I feel I must say these things, because no one else will say them for me. When I am gone, no one would know these things.

 

        Life seems to be closing in around me, and choking me off from the rest of the world. My wife has dishonored our marriage. She has called "null and void" to the last 25 years of my life. The things that I used to write here about my love for her no longer mean shit to anyone, least of all, to her. I can say bitch, whore, slut, whatever. None of it comes close to the way that I feel for her. She has ruined everything, and yet, she tries to hang onto me like some sort of prize? I think she enjoys hurting me, and derives some type of pleasure from it. I deserve better, I think sometimes. Maybe I don't, who the fuck knows? I certainly don't anymore.

Four Years Smoke Free

Today marks four years smoke free for me. A small bright spot in an otherwise dull and horrible existence. Yay for me.

Have You Seen This?

California State Senator Leland Yee yesterday issued a release that "urged parents and grandparents to avoid violent video game purchases for their children this holiday season." He commented that the majority of gamers between the ages of 8 and 17 liked games that are rated "M" for Mature. Because of this, he encouraged parents to regulate their children's gaming content; as he says, "the rating system alone cannot be trusted."

"It is vitally important that parents and grandparents consider the content in video games before making holiday purchases," said Yee.

Yee went on to criticize the ESRB for its decision to not re-rate Manhunt 2 when a mod to the game altered the appearance of some of the violent content. He then, without citing any particular titles, made some spurious assertions, saying that in "many top selling games" players are "rewarded" for activities such as "killing police officers, maiming elderly persons, running over pedestrians, and torturing women and racial minorities."

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To Senator Yee...With all due respect, Senator, GO FUCK YOURSELF!

Things Are What They Are...

Just when it seems that all is lost...it is. Don't kid yourself friends, it doesn't get any better...

Pluggin' Away

Well, it seems as though I have managed to hammer out another few days in this shitty hell-hole that is my life. Yay!

Not Very Thankful

I don't have very much to be thankful for this year. I try to treat my wife like there is nothing wrong, but it doesn't work. I do not feel the same way about her anymore. Do I hate her? I'm not sure, but I feel differently toward her. Actually, I should say, "indifferently" toward her. I just don't care.

 

     I don't care if she is sick, hurt, injured, lonely, or hurting in any way...I just don't care. I don't want to hear anything she says, or thinks, or knows, I just don't care. She is NOT the woman I married. She is NOT my best friend. She is NOT my wife anymore. She is simply a woman that lives here at my house.

 

        I don't care if her feelings are hurt. She didn't care about my feelings, that is for sure. She says she loves me...that is a fucking lie! You don't do what she did to someone you love. I am reminded of what she did everytime I look at her face. I want to crush that face, and the person behind it. I can't stand being here, but she refuses to get a divorce. I have no idea what is next, I only know that I will not like it. She destroyed everything, now she wants to hold on to the pieces. May her God condemn her to an everlasting Hell...I sure have!

Another Milestone

Well, well, well. Tomorrow marks four years smoke free for a very special person in my life. Mrs. J will complete four years without a single cigarette! The driving force behind my quitting four years ago is still going strong. You gotta love this lady! Not only did she help me when I needed it most, she was there looking over my shoulder, as a mentor, and a friend.

 

        She once told me she goes to the ocean, and lets the waves take her troubles out to sea. I wish I had an ocean...with LOTS OF WAVES...really big ones. I haven't spoken to my mentor for awhile. I have been caught up in some pretty heavy things lately(no shit, huh?). But, this isn't about me, now is it?

 

           Happy fourth anniversary, Mrs. J! You deserve it! Mrs.J still helps people on a web site that she and I started, with the help of a major non-smoking aid. The product actually works. I would offer myself, and Mrs. J, as proof that it does just what it says. But, the product had absolutely nothing to do with what a remarkable person Mrs. J is. To a mentor, sage and most importantly, a friend, congratulations! Four years is a good long time to go without smoking! Although I am still a couple of weeks behind you, I am still trying to catch up!!!

 

;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

"Once Again Into the Breech..."

So, good ol O.J. Simpson is back in the news again. Armed Robbery this time, no less! He is saying that he was set up. Of course you were set up, you fucking idiot! How long did you think that the people in power would just let you walk around free after killing two people? What an idiot!

 

     Normally I would never agree with anything O.J. said, but this time I do. I firmly believe he was set up, and set up good! After being wrongly aquitted, and not paying a dime on that civil suit, oh yeah, he was set up! And it was sweet! But wait, there's more...according to O.J., and his attorneys, he is "broke", and cannot pay anything on that civil suit to Ron Goldman's family, and O.J.'s wife's family. If he is  really broke, then he cannot afford to hire the high-priced lawyers to get him off! Somebody give O.J. a big ol' kiss, cause he has been screwed!!!

 

;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

Another day...etc.

  I seem to be angry all the time now. Mostly due to what my wife has put me through. She said yesterday that it has been four months since I found out she fucked another man. Well, forgive the fuck outta me! I had no idea there was a time limit for being pissed off when you have your guts ripped out! I will take that into consideration when I am kissing your ass, honey! Fuck!

 

      I am sorry, women, at least certain ones, seem to be on my short list at the moment. What is the etiquette for learning that your wife fucked another man? Anybody? Tips? I am trying to make this marriage work, but she isn't. She just wants me to "forget it" and "go on". Just what fuckin' planet is she from? Guys, chime in anythime here. I say she is lucky that she is still able to walk! Anyone else would have beat her senseless! It would be different if I was doing this to her, THEN she would have had cause to do this. But I wasn't, and never have!

 

         I hate her for what she did, but I want to keep her. That is causing far too much conflict in my head. I am on overload, and almost ready to explode. Writing here helps some, but not much.

Still Here

Sorry that I haven't been here for a couple of weeks, but I have been a little sick due to a bad head cold. There just isn't much to say at this point. I am still working out on the Bowflex, although I had to somewhat curb the workouts because of the illness.

 

       Funny thing, I complained last week to my doctor that my blood-sugar readings have shot back up noticeably.  She explained that an illness such as this will make it go up. She also told me that as time goes on, it will become harder to manage. I also learned that it is already doing damage to my kidneys and other organs. Fun times, people, fun times. It doesn't help that I watched my wife's brother die from this very same thing! I have pain in my feet, and in my hands almost constantly now. I was told this is nerve damage due to the diabetes. Cool, huh?(that's sarcasm, if you didn't catch it)

 

        So, here I sit, wondering what the fuck is next. I did have the grandchildren for about an hour this past Saturday. They are still spoiled rotten, and I am still responsible for it! LOL Till next time...

 

:-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Adverse Reactions

It has come to my attention that more than a few of my readers are taking bets on whether I will "go postal" or not over my wife's torrid little affair. Quite simply, the answer is NO. Just NO, I will not. Why? Lots of reasons.

 

      First,and foremost, she isn't worth it. If she will do this once, she will do it again, and I will not have that happen again. Secondly, I abhor killing for ANY REASON. A lot of you already know this fact, but have seen fit to just throw it to the wind. Well, I haven't! I will spill no one's blood other than my own, if even that. Again, she just isn't worth it anymore.

 

       Thirdly, and I can't state this enough, she will not give me the name of the "man" who she fucked. She swears it was only one time(sure), and that he was some type of travelling construction worker, and that he has gone home to wherever he lived prior to coming into contact with her. How do you kill what you can't find or identify? There again, no bloodshed. Sorry, guys, but it looks like some of you "lost" on your bets.

 

        Now, the tongue lashing that some of you so richly deserve. Where do you get off wanting to see blood in this matter? I daresay that some of you would not have handled this matter in such a fine manner! I have not touched my wife for her tresspass. She has not been harmed in any way. She knows full well that she does not have the same place in my heart, and that I now view her with contempt and venom. I can only spit whenever I speak her name, and it bothers her. Now, most of you also know that I will not support the killing of ANYONE. Were I to find this "man", I would surely harm him, of this I have no doubt. But to kill him over what amounts to a piece of ass? That is hardly sporting, eh?! So, those who bet against me, give up the money, guys, you were betting on a three-legged horse from the start!

 

;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

Autumn

Why do the leaves turn so many colors? Why is there a crisp bite to the Northern Breeze? Why is it still 95 degrees at this time of year? Indian Summer is what we used to call it as kids. Ahh, to be a kid again! To rake leaves, knowing that you will jump in the pile, and scatter them everywhere! To actually go out and play with a sweater on, to keep away the chill October air. Not this year!

 

        I used to think that global warming was just a farce. Not so much anymore. Where is my October air, with it's distinct bite? Where is that chill at night? Sort of cold, so you have to get up in the middle of the night to close the bedroom window? Not anymore. It was over 90 degrees today, and will be in the upper 70's tonight! Something is wrong here...something sinister is at work. I think we are being lied to about global warming. As I have said before, we used to cut wood this time of year because it was cool enough to get the work done.  I worked at a saw-mill one summer, you do not want that job!

 

        I love the colors of fall. But without the cool air to go with it, something is just missing...if I could only get my muse back. She used to like this weather. Sadly, she only comes when I drink, and I haven't been doing that lately.

 

 ;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

Everything is Lost

Even my muse has abandoned me in my time of need. I desperately need to be very drunk. Just to smile once again, oh to feel something other than this crushing depression. I don't want to go on, but I feel that I have to. I still have a daughter at home. and I still have two grandchildren whom I love very much. I just cannot do this much longer. It just seems to me that my wife got off with nothing. Her infidelity cost her nothing, but has very nearly destroyed me! Is that fair? Should I have to suffer this badly for love?

 

         Should I continue to love her? I still do, you know. Somewhere, down deep, I still do. I pledged my life to her...I never gave her permission to waste it like this. I thought I knew pain. I was wrong. I learned a hard lesson...trust no one, ever. And NEVER trust anyone with your heart!

Another Day

...Another day...I go through the motions of the living. I hate being alive. I hate my life. I hate everything about my joke of a marriage. I want to forgive, but I can't. I spent more than half of my life being loyal to her, and she rips my heart out like this. Dying is better than living in this instance. I can't stand being alive anymore, I just can't live with this on my mind....

New Poem

                                           Death of a Dragon

 

I used to write, and I used to rhyme

I loved to make people laugh all the time.

But time, as well as tide, wait for no one.

Some terrible things to my soul have been done!

 

A heart is a fragile thing, it really is

A man can be hurt, no matter how "big".

At the center of it all, a woman, wouldn't you know

She did her best, struck the fatal blow.

 

Was a time when she was my best companion,

Now, I am no longer her friend or Champion.

I loved her, and to do my best I always tried,

But the magic, and the love have died.

 

She was a friend, a pal, and a lover

She was a woman like no other!

But recently her infidelity has shown through,

And I am stranded, not knowing just what to do.

 

My heart will never mend,

Of our love, is this the end?

I try to forgive her, I really do,

but this is something very hard to go through.

 

I live each day as the next,

broken, forlorn, just writing the text.

I go through the motions of each day,

Constantly wondering why she strayed.

 

They say that death comes many times to those who flee...

What of a broken heart, what of someone like me?

Death for me can never come quickly enough,

Even though I drink from the poisoned cup.

 

A tainted love, now not worth my time,

She ruined it, it isn't worth my time.

Oh, she said she was sorry, and she cried

But I couldn't believe her, not after she lied.

 

;-( Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-(

Things Goin' On

 Well, I am practicing on my guitar. Progress is slow, but there IS progress. I used to play some, but that was a lifetime ago. I need to say something here. About a week before my oldest girl bought me that new guitar, my wife brought one from the store where she works. They were going to throw it away, but she rescued it. It was in terrible shape. It looked like a lost cause.

 

           Looking at it, my wife said I could fix it up. She KNEW I could fix it. I was skeptical, but I wanted to share her enthusiasim, so I siad that yes, I could fix it. The back was completely off of it...the strings that were left(all 2 of them), were strecthed far beyond their useful life. Some of the tuning pegs were gone, and it had holes in what was left of that back piece that was off of it. Damn, it was useless! It wasn't even any good for parts! There just weren't enough "parts" to use!

 

         Well, it is sitting in a corner of my computer room/office. If you pick it up, you can actually play it. That's right, it works, and  I expect my youngest girl to play along with me! She said she wanted after I finished it! If you look at the back, you can see all of the work that was done to it. I wanted it that way. It reminds me that even "broken" things can be mended...it just takes some time. Now, where can I apply that message in my life? I think I know, maybe.

 

 ;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

From a Dear Friend...

 

This is timely, considering the Amnesty bill Congress will be voting on soon...
 

Let me make this perfectly clear!

THIS IS MY COUNTRY!


And, because I make this statement  

DOES NOT mean I'm against immigration!!!  

YOU ARE WELCOME HERE IN MY COUNTRY.

Welcome to come through like everyone else has.  

Get a sponsor!  

Get a place to lay your head!  

Get a job!

Live by  OUR rules!  

Pay  YOUR taxes!  

And  

LEARN THE LANGUAGE LIKE ALL OTHER  

IMMIGRANTS HAVE IN THE PAST!!!

AND PLEASE DON'T DEMAND THAT WE HAND OVER OUR  

LIFETIME SAVINGS OF SOCIAL SECURITY FUNDS TO YOU

TO MAKE UP FOR ''YOUR'' LOSSES.


If you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone,  

then  YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM!  


When will  AMERICAN'S STOP giving away  THEIR RIGHTS???

We've gone so far the other way ... bent over backwards not to  

offend anyone. But it seems no one cares about the  AMERICAN

that's being offended!  


WAKE UP America !!!

If you agree ... pass this on.

if you don't agree ... delete it!!!

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The Hidden Artist In You

Okay,  let's start you off gently, this being your first time and all. Go somewhere that you can buy some water-color paints, and a rather large "book" of art paper, loose or not. This works for guys and/or girls. Oh, get a couple of brushes while you are there, the cheaper the better. Do not let them talk you into some expensive brushes, you will probably destroy them, anyway. Don't worry, you will like this.

       Now, go back home. By the way, if you meet any girls/guys on the way home, stop and talk. Girls/guys just cannot resist an "artist"(you already have the supplies under your arm, duh!) Now, having arrived home, let us begin. If you picked up a ladyfriend/malefriend on the way, well, you are on your own! But, for now, let's skip that part.

      Get yourself a small bowl of water, doesn't matter what temperature. Sorry, my cat jumped in my lap, and I had to stop, so read this with a long pause after "temperature". Alright, c'mon, not THAT long! Sheesh! Now, take out one of those cheap brushes, dip it in the water, and take out some of that paper that you bought.

        Think of what makes you the maddest you have ever been. Pick a color. And please, be original. Don't pick red just because you think it means mad. This is YOUR painting, not Van Gogh, or Da Vinci, or Michealangelo.  Now, I want you to put your brush on the paper, and PAINT. I did NOT say "create", I said PAINT. Just strokes, waves, whatever. Keep doing that untill all the anger is on the paper. Change colors if you need to.

       Now, step back and look at your creation. Looks like crap, doesn't it? I know my first one did.What comes out on the paper is not important. What you PUT ON the paper is...all that anger now has a place to live...and NOT in you! I'm not saying to never get angry. Getting angry is a defense mechanism, and we need it to survive. Sometimes we just can't turn it off, so we need a new place for it to go...hence, the art supplies.

        Don't throw this first one away. Keep it, but keep it in a closet, maybe, folded up in a box.  Do this for the things that make you sad, happy, fearful, needful, whatever. Your creations will develop over time, and some will become so good that you will frame them. Trust an old man, I have been to the "edge" many times and looked down. Sometimes, I get to thinking that "six feet" ain't so far down! But I manage to keep it together.

 

;-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! ;-)

Something Wonderful

I had  been talking to my oldest daughter about a prt-time job with her crew. I didn't care if she was the "boss", believe me, I have had far worse. And, yes, I have worked under a woman before. I don't have a problem with it. So, we had been talking and she asks me why I want a part time job. Well, I explained, it is so I can buy me a guitar. Nothing fancy, just your average six-string affair. So she says she will see what she can do. I told her I could do almost anything, just put a shovel in my hands and say, "dig". It didn't matter what the job was.

      Well, this past Sunday, she comes in with a brand-new guitar, still in the box! New! Just like that. I told her I couldn't possibly accept that, and her with two children to provide for(her husband works also, but let's face it, kids are expensive). She tell me "nonsense, dad, you raised me for 18 years, I can surely get you a guitar." I explained that she nor her younger sister owe me anything for raising them, that was my job, and for the most part, I enjoyed it. She told me to shut up and play...

 

:-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Are We Sick of this Yet?

...The Jena 6 (pronounced GEENA) down in Louisiana, O.J. Simpson in Vegas, Rodney King out in California, and countless others. Namely black professional athletes. Has anyone else noticed a growing trend here? If you are black, and have money, you can do whatever the fuck you want to. The six guys in Jena that ALLEGEDLY beat up a white kid...if the situation were reversed, you can bet the white guys would be charged with a "hate crime".

 

       Black people have learned that if you riot, picket, and burn and loot everything in sight, you will get your way, and fuck the consequences! I say enough! Anyone caught looting or burning should be shot on sight! Black, brown, white, yellow, whatever. I am sick of the courts "looking the other way" when certain types of people create pure chaos in our streets!" But", you say, "there are more blacks in jails than whites". True, but that only shows that black people do more crimes, or simply can't afford lawyers. I have been in jail for various and sundry crimes in my time, and had no problem with black people. The last time I was in jail, there were 25 of us in one cell block. Five of us were white.

 

       Not a single black man there said he was innocent! Not a single one, and they made up 4/5's of the population. Black people commit more crimes, so more of them are locked up. Period. End of story. I have had black people tell me that I am supposed to be afraid of them. When I have asked why, the answer is always the same..."whites are naturally afraid of blacks...". Fuck me runnin'! I must have not gotten a copy of that memo! Shit! Somebody fill me in here...or let me fill you in, maybe?

 

      A black man is no better than you in fighting. A black man bleeds red blood, just like you. A black man is only "threatening" to you if you let him be. Most black people don't want trouble with whites. That is because if it goes to court, the black guy almost always gets the shaft. Unless, the story gets national coverage, and lots of  black people descend on a town, and threaten to burn it down! This is how they get what they want.

 

      Get out of your pretty little houses, and your suburban life, and hang out on the streets. Nut up! Motherfuckers! If you don't understand that, then you better stick to your mini-vans, and kid's soccer games, and leave the real livin' to guys like me! Oh, and just a disclaimer here...if you go out and get your ass whooped, hey, it ain't my fault!

 

:-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Some Things Never Change...

Gary Rossington - Ronnie Van Zant)  This was written back in 1973....

Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know

Ask them why they spend lives across the ocean
Ask them why they spend millions on the moon
Well, untill they make things right
Lots of people gonna be uptight
They better make some changes pretty soon

They gonna ruin the air that we breathe y'all
They gonna ruin us all bye and bye
Telling all you beware
I don't think they really care
Think they just sit up there and just get high

Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know

If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know...

 

The more things change, the more they stay the same...The above lyrics are from a song written by Ronnie Van Zant, and Gary Rossington. The lead singer, and lead guitarist, respectively, of Lynyrd Skynyrd, back in 1973. The same still holds true today. They are talking, of course, about the people in Washington, D.C....enjoy.  If it is legal in your area, do a "google" search for the song "Things Goin' On".

A Conundrum

We just never do figure out what it all means, do we?

Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

Six Years After

  A day of Silence to remember the nearly 3,000 innocents that were lost six years hence...

 

  No "Holla" today, please.

Nothing Left to Lose

Well, for the last two weeks I haven't had my granddaughter here after school. My daughter didn't want her around my wife and me. This was due in part to our arguing, but also because of what my wife did. My oldest daughter and her husband decided that the children shouldn't be around someone who would do what she did. I can't say that I blame them, really. I think it teaches them the wrong things, and I wouldn't have it, either.

 

        So, I guess that on top of ruining a 25 year marriage, my wife also got my grandkids taken away...typical. She says if we divorce, that I have to be the one to file...she refuses to do it. She acts like she doesn't want me to leave, but she had sex with another man. She refuses to tell me the man's name. She says she doesn't want a murder on her hands...she should have thought about that before she had her little "affair"! If anyone files for divorce, it will be her, and she will state that she committed adultery. I did nothing wrong in this whole mess, and she gets off scott-free?

 

Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

Best Job Interview Ever

When I was just ten (10) years old, we happened to live on a very large lake. It used to be an old back-run of the Mississippi river, but at that time, 1970, it had been cut off  for many, many years, and was just a still-water lake. Many people came there to fish, as did me and my younger brothers. I saw men putting boats in at the dock that were always trying to not get wet. I thought, why not offer to help them, and maybe work for tips? It seemed like a good idea at the time, and the percieved wealth(remember, I was only 10), was too much to overlook!

 

        The man who owned the bait shop, and, not surprisingly, the dock, was well known to me. I spent nearly every day at that lake. At least, everyday that I could scramble out of the house before my mom put me to doing things that she was better suited for! I can't remember his name, but I asked him about my idea. He said I would have to pass the "interview". I thought this a strange thing to say, as I was the one who came up with the idea for the job. What the hell kind of interview could he come up with?

 

        Well, he said for me to follow him out to the end of the dock. I did. He asked me to look out over the large expanse of water for just a moment; just soak it all in for a bit. As I turned to look out over the lake, he picked me up and threw me into said lake!!! So, I swam back to the dock, and said, "what the hell did you do that for"? He said that I passed the "interview", and could work off of his dock. He was only concerned that I could swim. He said he didn't want me to drown, it would be bad for business! Well, I had to agree with him on that point...no one wants to "put in" where some stupid little kid drowned!

 

            The job was perfect, and before the summer was over, I had other kids working on the dock, helping put the boats in, and take them out in the evening. Now, you have to understand that the other guys had to pay ME to work there. After all, it WAS my idea. I worked for a couple of summers like that. Nearly every penny I made went to the motorcycle that I owned. I originally bought it by raising calves, but they were gone, so I needed this new source of income. Oh, one other thing...I had NO income in the winter, so I sold greeting cards door to door during that time. I guess I have always been a hustler, in one form or another!

 

   :-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

A Shorty

"Courage is not the absence of fear, rather, the ability to confront your fear".

 

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Another Day

Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow.

 

Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

Why?

In the heading it asks what I am hearing. Usually it is music. Not lately. I am still pissed off at my ol' lady. All she had to say was "no". One simple fuckin' word! One tiny little word, but she couldn't say it! I am mad beyond reason, beyond all reason of a normal person.

 

       I thought I could put this behind me and carry on. Well, it isn't that easy. How in the world do you forget something like that? I gave this damn woman 25 years of my life. I was more faithful than a dog, and I get kicked in the nuts for all of my trouble! I want my life back. I want back the years I wasted with her just to have her do this to me.

 

      Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

Bowflex Results

Well, here we are, more or less six weeks from the arrival of my Bowflex. Time for some results, huh? Keeping in mind that I am not able to do the twenty minute workout everyday, but I DO workout anyway, here are the results; oh yeah, keep in mind that I was also in the hospital for a week, ok? Chest, about the same, some nominal growth; arms, I added about one quarter inch to both biceps. weight? Well, according to my doc, I lost five(5) pounds! There is also another advantage to having the machine...actually there are two more reasons for keeping it. One, my back doesn't hurt as much, if at all, like it did before. Secondly, my blood-sugar levels are finally stabilized! My 14 day averages have been well within the norms...138 to 147!

 

          I see no reason to question the results that the people at Bowflex claim. It certainly worked for me, and I will most definitely continue with my regimen. You might also like to know that I have increased the weight and number of reps that I do with all of the exercises. I will continue to bring those numbers up. I will also continue to bring you the results. This thing works, folks, it really does! And I am not paid to say that...pssst, is anyone from Bowflex looking? LOL Hey, that's it for me, I am out!

 

   :-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

No Takers?

So, no takers on my theories about the ancient Egyptians? Hmmm, I would have thought some "brainiac" out there would want  to tell me just what a crackpot I am. Well then, some of my theories must be right on the money! I am totally shocked by the lack of argument over this subject...I think I see the word "genius" in my future???

 

:-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Could it Really be Done?

 I would like to pose a theory that I have been working on for a couple of years. I have always made a study,(unofficial, of course), of the Egyptian way of life. You know, the pyramids, mummies, whatever. The lives of the ancients. One thing I think the scientists have missed...the counter-weighted crane.

 

       I keep hearing scientists saying that they used ramps to haul up those large stones for the pyramids, but that they have never found proof of that theory. I have seen some of those ramps that they propose that the Egyptians might have used. No way, man. Some of those ramps would take far more manpower than they had at the time. I mean, come on, a ramp as big as the pyramid that they were building? Or, even worse, ramps that actually encircled the entire pyramid? Fuck that!

 

         How can they believe that the same people who figured out complex mathematical equations wouldn't know about the counter-weighted crane? It fits right in! They had to know about levers and fulcrums. There isn't anyway that they didn't know. They would have figured it out through the math that they already knew. It is as simple as this... you have a set amount of weight counter-balanced with a greater amount of weight, and a fulcrum between the two. When a downward force is applied to the greater weight, the smaller weight is lifted...plain and simple.

 

           Let's say that they never did figure that one out...just for the sake of argument. What about pulleys? Pulleys can multiply the force applied by many times. If they did build those time-wasting ramps, it only serves their best interests to use pulleys on them to drag the heavy stones. Or, what about this one...what about no pulleys, just large capstans on the tops of those same ramps? A capstan is simply a very large post that ropes are pulled around, thereby giving you a small amount of force on a load. Not much, but at least more than a straight pull.

 

           Forget all of that for a minute. Try this one on for size. How about the large capstan, but a large spool fits over it, with spokes on the outside, and men turning it, taking up the slack rope on the large spool, with a simple ratcheting mechanism to hold the load? I have never heard a single scientist come up with any of these theories. I am not that smart; believe me, I know! Isn't it strange that I could come up with these things, and ancient Egyptians couldn't? It sure beats the hell out of the theory that some fuckin' Aliens built the pyramids! Give me a holler about your ideas...hell, someone call MIT, I think I might just be Alumni material!!!!

 

:-)Holla' If You Hear Me!!!:-)

How Well Are We Doing?

Now then, having said all of that, let us move on to something else. I hope that I am finished with that subject. She fucked me over, so it is time to get over it, and to get over her. I now know that she is not what I thought she was, and after this, she will never be the same person. Too bad for her; she was wrong, not me.

 

         So, I have something I would like to bring to your attention. I keep hearing people say that the terrorists have not won, that we go on. Ummm, excuse me, but they DID win. As soon as they blew up those buildings in NYC, they won. Go into ANY airport in the U.S.A. If you so much as sneeze, they will shut the place down for hours at a time, due to a "Terrorist Threat". It happens nearly every day. Back on Sept. 11, 2001, when the FFA suspended ALL air traffic, the terrorists won. I was amused to see that CNN was reporting that flights were taking place about three weeks BEFORE anything was flying!

 

        You see, Memphis, Tenn. has a very large airport. EVERY flight that goes into there can be seen from my house. And believe me when I say that when CNN was reporting that there were flights in the USA, they were lying. If I look to a certain part of the sky, I can see flights that go to Florida, Texas, and any points north. We saw nothing in the skies for many weeks. Longer than what was reported. So, yes, the terrorists did indeed win.

 

        But, let's not be too hasty here. I think there was a little home-brewed terrorism going on thanks to the gov't. Remember the Anthrax attacks? That was the work of some "black ops" people in the gov't. Why? To keep the public in a constant state of fear. Why? So all of congress would turn over COMPLETE POWER to George Bush. What? You don't believe me? Fear not, for I am not the only one who thinks like that. I believe that time will tell the truth. Or, maybe not. Hell, someone got away with killing John Kennedy(wink, wink, L.B.J.). Sleep well, but sleep lightly, because the fangs of the "wolf" could be at your throat next...

 

Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

...And Still I Go On

 I will say this much...I still hurt. Even as hard as I am, I do have feelings. A good friend wrote to me asking me to "let someone in", because of my "tough-guy" veneer. Well, I did let someone in 25 years ago. We all know just how that went. No, I refuse to let anyone in again. This will never happen to me again. I now hate everyone and everything. There is no happiness left in the world. You think I was isolated before? As the saying goes, "You ain't seen nothing yet". As far as I am concerned, women are pure evil.

 

        All my life, some fuckin' woman has tried to hurt me, starting with my mom, and now this. No More! I don't care if some of you stop reading here because you are female. Life sucks, then you get fucked over by the only person that you trust. Well, I trust no one now. I say "Fuck the world", I don't need anyone to get along. I got along just fine before I met her. She says she is sorry, sure, after the fact! She had every intention of hurting me as badly as she could. It worked. It worked beyond her wildest dreams.

 

    "Open up" is the LAST fucking thing I will ever do again. Never. This shit has happened to me for the last time! At least with another man, I know what is up. Not so with back-stabbing, lying, devious, conniving, evil fucking women!

About The Last Entry

That last entry was sent to me by one of my real Dad's Sisters...which would make her my Auntie. I would like to say something to her right here in public...thanks for being there for me. And not just you, but others who come here and try to give me support in this horrible time in my maybe short life.

 

       I feel that I am letting some of you down, as I am still contemplating doing away with myself. I thought I could let this thing go, but I can't. She has destroyed everything I ever believed in. I just can't live with that...I don't know what else to say. I cannot continue on this path in life. The cliff is in front of me, I only need to walk forward into oblivion...it's not that hard.  I have nothing left...what I loved more than anything has been defiled. I simply cannot bring myself to touch her, and I just don't understand it.

 

       Do I still love her? How can I be sure? How can I know? Death is far more preferable to this. Our marriage has been dishonored. All I have is my word, and my Honor. I no longer have that Honor. Why? Why did this have to happen? What is wrong with me? Why is this so hard for me? Fuck, I have fought through much worse than this. Hell, most of my life has been a struggle. Why is this any different? I just cannot live with this dishonor.

 

       I feel like I am constantly slipping further into the darkness that awaits. I have no fear of dying...I got over that a long time ago. So she took my guns and sold them...I can still cut my wrists open, and let the darkness envelope me. I will have saved my Honor, not much else, but I will have that.

The Days Go On

 

1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
Unique Up On It.
2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
Tame Way.
3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
They Take The Psycho Path
4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It.
5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroids
7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese.
9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.
10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko..
11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
Spoiled Milk.
12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
Frostbite.
13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?

A Nervous Wreck.
14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef.
15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.
16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers.
17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.
18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.
19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover?!
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.
20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.
21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.
22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same? !
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer

The Strangest Emotion of them All

 Love is the strangest emotion of them all. We feel anger, joy, happiness, and sadness for a reason. We feel love for no reason at all. A fleeting emotion, it can occur with the slightest look, glance, smile, or any movement at all, or any thought or spoken word.

 

      Those things can just as quickly cancel out love. It can go either way. Love has very few masters, and legions of fools. Hard men can crumble in it's wake. I have seen hard fightin' men go down without so much as a last gasp, into the grips of love. I have also seen those same hard men completely crushed by love.

 

        I am in the number of fools in love. So pissed-off at someone that I could just completely snap, but not wanting to lose that person. My heart lives in the dark blackness that only the true love for another can bring in the wake of a tragedy...my heart aches from deep within. The other person can never realize just what damage they have wrought. They could never imagine the deep despair that I feel at this time.

 

      I will make it through this...I have to. All of my life I have been disappointed...this is just another test to see just how much I can take. Fine, I will survive this, a little more jaded than before, but with experience, nonetheless. I will go on, I will still love, but that love will be different now...harder, and more skeptical of things. Quicker to catch on to the lies, and to know when something is going on that shouldn't be.

 

            :-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Others Like Me

 I finally found someone, who, like me, gets fed up with the AOL service!  Go get 'em, girl!

 

        :-) Holla' If You Hear Me!!! :-)

Bad Things

 As long as I am here, I should warn those of you with kids about something I learned of recently. If your kids have a PSP(Play Station Portable), they can download things from the internet. Music, movies, games, and PORNOGRAPHY! That's right, PORNO. It never occured to me to do this, but it seems that kids can do it. You might just want to check up on "junior" once in awhile.

"Being"

  I think, therefore I am. I feel, therefore I am a fool.

On Fixations

 Nothing so lodges something in your mind more than the wish to forget it.

More Zen

Zen Sarcasm - Part Two...

12. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.

13. Some days you're the bug; some days you're the windshield.

14. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

15. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.

16. A closed mouth gathers no foot.

18. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.

19. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.

20. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

21. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

22. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

A Continuation---of Sorts

The world continues it's slow, grinding, forward motion. "Time and tide wait for no man". Life, sad as it is, goes on. we all just try to go along as best as we can.

Life Lessons

 

Zen Sarcasm -

1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me the hell alone.

2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire.

3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.

5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.

6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

7. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

11. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

 

:-(Holla' If You Hear Me!!!:-(

Truths Revealed

Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.
- Voltaire

 

 

To sin by silence when they should protest makes cowards of men.
- Abraham Lincoln

 

To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest.
- Mohandas K. Gandhi

Home

I am home from the hospital...the woman is still here. I know I am a fool. She says she feels bad about what she did. Yeah, she feels really bad, huh? Why didn't she feel bad when she was fucking that guy? I don't believe anything she says..........

I'm A Fool...

  My wife finally called home today. You want to hear something corny? I love her. I hate her right now, but I still love her. Twenty five years ago, I gave my life to this woman. I have tried to give her everything she wanted that was within my grasp. Twenty five years of my life, and this is how she spends it.

  There is one thing you need to understand; I am fiercely loyal. I have never played around on her...I agreed at our wedding that from that moment there was only one woman in my life. I kept it that way untill now. I have only two things in this world, my name, and my word. My name may have been given to me, but my word is my own, and I don't break it.

     One other thing about me...I will not take a life. Ever. No one gets to decide if another lives or dies. Yes, I am an old Biker, but I have never taken a life. Don't get me wrong, I can get down when a situation calls for it, but never have I needed to kill to control the scene.

     So, there it is. When she called this morning, I told her that she has to follow her heart. If I am no longer in it, then so be it. I refuse to share her with another man. I simply told her that she must choose, me or him. There is no "in-between" in this situation. My heart and soul(if there is such a thing), belong to her, but my destiny is my own. I am still around after the life I have lead because the fates think I am not finished. I think I have work to do in this part of the voyage. Thanks to all of you who responded to me in my time of need. I just need a little more time. Forgive her? No. Learn to live with it? I'm not sure, but I explained to her that I can no longer go through this with her, and I will not do this anymore.

 

          I have no idea why this woman is trying to break me, but I told her today was it. I will do this no more. The strain alone is killing me. I will not choose between her and Hell. I will simply walk away from it all. I deserve better. This crap has gone on too long. I am just too tightly wound to keep this up. I am right at the edge of just completely un-spooling.  There are times that I cannot control what I do. It is sort of like being blind...the shit just happens, and I end up seeing the aftermath. It's like I'm not there when it happens. I guess my mind takes me away from it all. I know that I am not "normal", but what the fuck am I? I feel like a raging beast at times, and I cannot stop it.

 

          Holla' If You Hear Me.

The Wonder of it All

 A warrior prepares for battle...part of that preperation also includes the acceptance that death could come. I prepare as such. People ask why I don't believe in God. I watched God die a little every day as I grew up. I guess I finally finished Him off the first time  I stuck a dirty needle in my arm, or with my first joint, or maybe my first acid tab. Whatever did it, He died a long time ago.

 

           Now, with a heart as broken as they come, I prepare for battle, maybe my last. I will bow to no man, nor woman. I will have retribution; no, there will be a Reckoning. Nothing less will suffice. Blood for Blood my heart cries out! I have been hurt enough in my life. There shall be no more. Ever. I hope my children and grandchildren can begin to understand this as time passes. Destiny awaits.............

Bad Things Happen...

  Well, I just had an interesting chat with a young fellow this morning. Seems he actually caught my wife with someone else. He also stated that he confronted her about it, and she begged him not to tell me. I need help, something very bad is going to happen....I cannot take this anymore...I should not have to go through this all the time. Are all of these people lying, and she is the only one telling the truth?

 

         When I think of the things I wrote about her, and how much I loved her.  My motto is "Death Before Dishonor". I would never do anything to go against that. But this MUST come to an end, and I only know one way........

Another Rant

 So, I would like to first tell all of you that I am working out everyday on the Rack. I am sometimes working out three times a day. It certainly doesn't hurt, so it must be helping. Working out on this machine is a pure joy. There are more than 60 excercises you can do on it! I love it. I guess that is why so many people like their's.

 

          Now, for the "rant" part of this posting. Have you noticed the proliferation of cars that have 22 or 24 inch rims on them? We live out in the country, and I am seeing more and more of them. The worst are the front wheel drive(FWD) cars with these huge rims and tires! Why are they the worst? Well, I will tell you, from the point of view of a mechanic.

 

           When you switch to 22 or 24 inch rims, you have just added more rotating mass to your vehicle. With more rotating mass comes added wear and stress. Larger tires and rims can literally add hundreds of pounds to your vehicle. Want to know a little secret? All that added mass will destroy your drivetrain; that includes the transmission, CV joints, and universal joints. Oh, and did I mention that all of that added rotating mass takes farther to stop? Yep, you give up "braking space".  Let's say your car took 120 feet to stop from 60 mph...now, it takes a lot farther to stop! Can you say "rear-end collision"? You might want to learn it...you will certainly be using it!!!

 

              If you want to go to bigger tires and rims, at least check into some four or six piston brakes.  Do it for yourself, and not for me. You might also want to check into an upgrade for your tranny...it could mean the difference between walking home, and driving.  At least think about these things...what if a small child runs out in front of you? Believe me, you will not stop in time. Physics  are against you. Physics win every time. Be smart, the wheel and tire placards on your vehicle are more than a suggestion, they are a good guideline to follow for your vehicle. Oh, one other thing...larger tires and rims can reduce your vehicle's performance. Why? It comes down to weight...more weight translates to less, or slower performance!

More Humor(some of us need it)

Life's a Beach...

A couple lived near the ocean and used to walk the beach a lot. One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach pretty much every day.

She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried, except for one thing. She would approach people who were sitting on the beach, glance around, then speak to them.

Generally, the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money for something she carried in her bag. The couple assumed she was selling drugs and debated calling the cops, but since they didn't know for sure they just continued to watch her.

After a couple of weeks the wife asked, "Honey, have you ever noticed that she only goes up to people with boom boxes and other electronic devices?"

He hadn't and said so. Then she said, "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach. Then we can find out what she's really doing."

Well, the plan went off without a hitch, and the wife was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk to her husband and then leave. The man walked up the beach and met his wife at the road. "Well, is she selling drugs?" she asked excitedly."

No, she's not." he said, enjoying this probably more than he should have.

"Well, what is it, then?" his wife fairly shrieked.

The man grinned and said. "Her name is Sally and she's a battery salesperson."

"Batteries?" cried the wife.

"Yes," he replied. "Sally sells C cells by the seashore."

 

Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

Some Quick Humor

Here is a little quick humor for today....

 

We Do Things Differently Down South...

Kentucky:
The owner of a golf course in Kentucky was confused about paying an invoice, so he decided to ask his secretary for some mathematical help. He called her into his office and said, "You graduated from the University of Kentucky and I need some help.

If I were to give you $20,000, minus 14%, how much would you take off?" The secretary thought a moment, and then replied, "Everything but my earrings."

You gotta love those Kentucky women.

Louisiana:
A senior at Louisiana State was overheard saying... "When the end of the world comes, I hope to be in Louisiana." When asked why, he replied he'd rather be in Louisiana because everything happens in Louisiana 20 years later than in the rest of the civilized world.

Mississippi:
The young man from Mississippi came running into the store and said to his buddy, "Bubba, somebody just stole your pickup truck from the parking lot!" Bubba replied, "Did you see who it was?" The young man answered, "I couldn't tell, but I got the license number.

Tennessee:
A Tennessee State trooper pulled over a pickup on I-65. The trooper asked, "Got any ID?" The driver replied, "Bout whut?"

North Carolina:
A man in North Carolina had a flat tire, pulled off on the side of the road, and proceeded to put a bouquet of flowers in front of the car and one behind it. Then he got back in the car to wait. A passerby studied the scene as he drove by and was so curious he turned around and went back. He asked the fellow what the problem was.

The man replied, "I have a flat tire." The passerby asked, "But what's with the flowers?" The man responded, "When you break down they tell you to put flares in the front and flares in the back. I never did understand it neither."

 

       ;-)Holla' If You Hear Me!!!;-)

Well, Here We Go

 So, I forgot that Saturday I was to spend most of the day at my oldest girl's house for her birthday party. So, on Sunday I was wiped out. I did manage to do a little time on the "machine". Keep tuned in, folks, from now on, I will refer to it as "the rack". Just a little humor there.

 

       Now for the bad news...the measurements.  Chest-50". Biceps-14.5", Flexed-16".Thighs-25.5"  Waist-49". Weight-284pounds. Well, there you have it. The worst is my biceps; they used to be 19" when flexed. I have always had my best and most power in my arms. My legs have always been about average, I guess.  I have, at atimes, been able to snap a standard 2x4 with a single kick, but I haven't tried that in a few years.  I attribute that ability to my combat training, both in and out of the Army.

 

         Ok then, like I stated before, I logged some time on the rack Sunday. I also worked for about ten minutes this morning. It seems that if you have heart problems, a brisk 20-minute workout is NOT a good idea. So, I came up with a plan...why not do TWO workouts per day? Say ten minutes each, morning and evening?  I think that is the best thing for now. But, here is the best part; as I get stronger, and can last longer, I will already be acustomed to working out twice a day!

 

            Here is another mistake some people make starting out; trying to move what is their limit of weight for a few reps. I think it is better to go lighter, and use that amount for more reps per session. I learned that in the Army. Well, not much else to report. The wife got hammered at our daughter's party Saturday. I had about five beers, but since it was outside, I watched what I was drinking. So much of the meds that I take are "photo-sensitive" that I burn easily. I didn't need to be drunk on top of it!  Now then, play nice together untill you hear from me again.....my little minions!

 

          ;-)Holla' If You Hear Me!!!;-)

At Last!

 Finally, I got this damnable machine together! Believe me, if you can put one of these together, you don't need it! I am accustomed to building cars, motorcycles, trucks, you name it. But this thing....this thing is perplexing. I'm sorry, that is the only word that I could think of. Your first, and best work-out is getting the thing together. I was only stumped a couple of times, but that was because of certain things being damaged in shipping. Not alot, just enough to keep them from fitting together right. Luckily I own several "persuaders"!(You know, hammers, torches, pry bars...etc.)

 

            Jean, glad I could help. And, for the record, not EVERYTHING I write has a bad ending...LOL. Listen, someone, somewhere loves you(me and the family, for starters). Ok, enough of that.  You know to "HOLLA" if you need me.

 

             Now, for the rest of you "minions"...I will post those measurements either later tonight, or tomorrow. I will also try to update you daily on my work-outs. You know, how long, what kind, etc. What was that? Now, now, you can't have THAT measurement....let's just say that I haven't had any complaints....LOL. Be good, all of you. And if you can't be good, then for pity's sake, don't name it after me!!!!!

 

        ;-)Holla' If You Hear Me!!!;-)

"Hope"

...... As humans, sometimes all we have is "hope". It is the filament that sometimes helps us keep this tentative hold on something we call "life". Look, the world will never work the way that we want it to, sometimes, something will "slip" in the "cosmic halls of what is right", and for awhile, things will go our way. It doesn't happen often enough, true, but it does happen. I like it when things slip...in that instant, I have a chance to make things work for me...in that instant, I am finally "in control", if only for a little while.

"Hope" is our lifeline. "Hope" is what drives us to keep on going. "Hope" is why we try so hard to do the things we do. Good, bad, or indifferent, "hope" is the human way. If there is no "hope", then what is there? Chaos, mayhem, and anarchy; then, only the darkness presides. Never give up "hope".

 

      A man called "Yeats" once wrote something that I kind of remember, I think it went like this..."the center does not hold, things fall apart", or close to that. Yes, sometimes things do fall apart, but in that melee, there "hope" will rise up, and help to repair the "center". "Hope" IS THAT CENTER. It is able to come back together only because of "hope".

 

          ;-)Holla' If You Hear Me!!!;-)