Yes, once again the Tiger has sailed away from the rest of the field in a display of final hole nerve, sinking a 25 foot putt on the final hole to grab the trophy from the also rans. I believe that he is unbeatable. Assorted pretenders have prevailed from time to time but none of them can pretend to approach the magnificence of this man's game. I believe he will become the most dominating force in sports for all time. He has no peers.
March madness is upon us. Who really cares except the students from the participating schools and the idiot sport's casters who are beset by madness all the time?
Have any of you witnessed the performance of one Teddy Atlas? He is a boxing trainer and commentator. I call him "downstairs teddy" because he continually whines about there not being enough body shots. Hey, Teddy, say it once and then shut up! He is almost as obnoxious as Michael Buffer.
Two of my grandchildren are visiting from Las Vegas during spring break. I just love 'em to death. I wish we could keep them but mama says, "NO"!
Summer is rapidly approaching. We haven't had any really good weather yet but at least we are no longer emulating Antarctica Delano still scores "F" for weather.
My decision to delete all e-mails blackmailing me into forwarding them has been successful. I have been happily deleting them with no bad result. Of course, I'm missing out on the various treasures that are usually promised when complying, but that's life in the fast lane.
I will now make my only political statement for this election:
If you vote for the witch or the muslim, you are dumber than dirt and a communist asshole. I don't care who you vote for, just don't vote for either of those losers. They would take this country even further down than it already is. They are not builders, they are destroyers and will bring you much grief.
Keep smiling, they will suspect you of something!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Free at last!
Yes, I am taking a step toward freedom. How? Well, I have decided that I won't be intimidated anymore by e-mails. Henceforth, I am deleting all e-mails that:
1. Are petitions
2. Claim I don't love god if I don't pass it on
3. Whine about the list being eliminated if I don't forward it.
4. Are any other form of e-mail blackmail.
I know that some causes are worthy. I just don't give a damn anymore. I won't let blackmailers waste any more of my time. Am I totally fed up with this nonsense? Hell yes! The only way to stop it is to not participate. I've had enough. Have you?
The weather here remains foul. It is cold and wet. Luckily we are at the end of February which means summer is only two or three weeks away. Delano once again achieves a big, fat "F"!
Tiger Woods has once again showed the golf world that they are screwed if he enters a tournament. He has won six in a row now, setting records as he plows the rest of the field under.
Has anyone ever dominated a sport so thoroughly? By the time he retires, there will be the 'Tiger Book' and the 'also rans' book. He is truly amazing.
My cold is finally easing off. At least I no longer cough twenty four seven. I believe my wife is at least partially responsible for my semi-recovery. She has subjected me to a dozen Filipino remedies. Some of them actually bring relief.
My sister finally called me. She didn't chew my ass, in fact she was her old, pleasant self. I'm so happy.
My writing hobby keeps slogging on. When I review some of the things I have written, it is hard for me to believe that I wrote them. It isn't that I think they are great literature, they just seem foreign to me.
Well, that's about it from here in Antarctica. Remember, if you don't download Koda Kumi, you don't love Jesus!
dakara
1. Are petitions
2. Claim I don't love god if I don't pass it on
3. Whine about the list being eliminated if I don't forward it.
4. Are any other form of e-mail blackmail.
I know that some causes are worthy. I just don't give a damn anymore. I won't let blackmailers waste any more of my time. Am I totally fed up with this nonsense? Hell yes! The only way to stop it is to not participate. I've had enough. Have you?
The weather here remains foul. It is cold and wet. Luckily we are at the end of February which means summer is only two or three weeks away. Delano once again achieves a big, fat "F"!
Tiger Woods has once again showed the golf world that they are screwed if he enters a tournament. He has won six in a row now, setting records as he plows the rest of the field under.
Has anyone ever dominated a sport so thoroughly? By the time he retires, there will be the 'Tiger Book' and the 'also rans' book. He is truly amazing.
My cold is finally easing off. At least I no longer cough twenty four seven. I believe my wife is at least partially responsible for my semi-recovery. She has subjected me to a dozen Filipino remedies. Some of them actually bring relief.
My sister finally called me. She didn't chew my ass, in fact she was her old, pleasant self. I'm so happy.
My writing hobby keeps slogging on. When I review some of the things I have written, it is hard for me to believe that I wrote them. It isn't that I think they are great literature, they just seem foreign to me.
Well, that's about it from here in Antarctica. Remember, if you don't download Koda Kumi, you don't love Jesus!
dakara
Thursday, February 14, 2008
New Target!!!
The media idiots have found a new target to amuse themselves. The target's name is Roger Clemmens. Now there will commence another media circus resembling the O.J. debacle. All we'll hear is RC, RC,RC, ad infinitum. I already know everything I need to know about Roger. He is the best pitcher that ever lived. I don't need to know about his wife, their dogs or the sleazy assholes who are trying to bring him down. Back Off!!!
The weather here continues to score in the "F" range. Spring usually comes early here in the valley so maybe we'll have to suffer only a few more weeks.
I've had a bad cold for over a week. I'm drowning in a pool of snot. Winter sucks.
My fishing partner in North Carolina has recovered from his foot surgey. I talked to him and he was too busy taking post operation anesthetics to go fishing. Actually, he was barely coherent.
I still haven't heard from my sister. I must be fired for sure. I don't want to lose her. She has always been there for me.
We are still mourning the loss of football season. Weekends are empty. I would watch some other sports shows, but the vampires are too busy sucking the life out of RC. Boo Hiss
My wife is starting her garden again. She's kind of magical with plants. I'm convinced she could grow an orange orchard on a bowling ball.
My mind is definitely going away. When I sat down at the keyboard, I had a lot of things to bitch about. Most of them have flown away, unwritten. And so I must fly away.
Sayonara
The weather here continues to score in the "F" range. Spring usually comes early here in the valley so maybe we'll have to suffer only a few more weeks.
I've had a bad cold for over a week. I'm drowning in a pool of snot. Winter sucks.
My fishing partner in North Carolina has recovered from his foot surgey. I talked to him and he was too busy taking post operation anesthetics to go fishing. Actually, he was barely coherent.
I still haven't heard from my sister. I must be fired for sure. I don't want to lose her. She has always been there for me.
We are still mourning the loss of football season. Weekends are empty. I would watch some other sports shows, but the vampires are too busy sucking the life out of RC. Boo Hiss
My wife is starting her garden again. She's kind of magical with plants. I'm convinced she could grow an orange orchard on a bowling ball.
My mind is definitely going away. When I sat down at the keyboard, I had a lot of things to bitch about. Most of them have flown away, unwritten. And so I must fly away.
Sayonara
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
And the winner is....
The New York Giants have won the super bowl. They worked their asses off and deserved to win. They are a great team and now, National Champions. Unfortunately, the New York sports fans and media get to bask in the glory. All year they whined and cried about the coach, the quarterback, the stadium and probably the pizza. Now the Giants will recieve the accolades that were due them all year. They are the media darlings. The New York fans now love them. Next year the turn coat fans will cry for someone else's ass. Maybe they'll just go back to whimpering about their baseball team. Just remember that the sobbing sounds that come from the east will be coming from the big wormy apple.
The weather here still sucks. Yesterday we were afflicted with hail. Then it rained. Right now the sun is shining but I know it is only a ruse to lure me outside where the weather can dampen my body and soul. "F" for Delano weather today.
I sent my sister up in Washington one of my erotic stories hoping to get some feedback from her. She hasn't bothered to comment, which I think speaks volumes. Alas, I appear to have alienated yet another family member. This kind of thing is like peeing in the pool. It is not possible to get it out. All you can hope for is rapid difusion Even if it all disappears, you will always be aware of the pee in the pool.
My fishing buddy back east hasn't called so I don't know if he survived his toe operation or not. He'll probable call this week with his tale of pain and terror. I will, of course, be sympathetic.
I have to go pick up my little girl from the school, so I'll break this off.
So it goes.
The weather here still sucks. Yesterday we were afflicted with hail. Then it rained. Right now the sun is shining but I know it is only a ruse to lure me outside where the weather can dampen my body and soul. "F" for Delano weather today.
I sent my sister up in Washington one of my erotic stories hoping to get some feedback from her. She hasn't bothered to comment, which I think speaks volumes. Alas, I appear to have alienated yet another family member. This kind of thing is like peeing in the pool. It is not possible to get it out. All you can hope for is rapid difusion Even if it all disappears, you will always be aware of the pee in the pool.
My fishing buddy back east hasn't called so I don't know if he survived his toe operation or not. He'll probable call this week with his tale of pain and terror. I will, of course, be sympathetic.
I have to go pick up my little girl from the school, so I'll break this off.
So it goes.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Whiner's Reward
Yes, the worst sports fans in the country have been rewarded with a team going to the super bowl. New York, home of cry babies and snivelers, has the Giants going to the biggest game of the year. As they did last summer in baseball, they constantly cried for the heads of the coach, the quarterback and any other hapless athlete unfortunate enough to live and work there. The New York sports media is the worst on the planet. They are an unruly mob of know-nothing simpletons who will do anything to toss dirt on a local team. They think they're 'tough'. The rest of the country thinks they suck. Unable to offer their support for teams or players in trouble, they delight in mudslinging. That is why they are universally despised. They are rude, arrogant and clueless.
The weather here is horrible. Very low temperatures combined with occassional sprays of rain have made this winter extremely uncomfortable. Delano achieves another 'F'.
My fishing partner in North Carolina is out of action. He has a giant bone spur on his toe that renders him immoblie. The operation is slated for later this month.
I just downloaded a Koda Kumi video entitled "Shake It" WOW!! It is fantastic. Better even than Minh Tuyet's "Thoat Li".
There is only one football game left this year and then, months of worthless TV until they start again in August. Boo Hisss
I'm getting burned out in my writing. If any of you have any great ideas for stories, e-mail them to me. All it takes is a brief phrase or sometimes just a word to get my creative juices flowing.
I now believe that the dumocraps have totally lost their collective minds. Their front runners are a muslim, a crooked broad and a money grubbing hustler. The saddest part is, the money grubbing hustler is the pick of the litter. It just isn't possible to get another Clinton into the White house, nor is it prudent to put Obama in there. That leaves Edwards. I cannot believe that the average Democrat would vote for any of these losers, but they have elected losers before and they may again. This time it could turn out really bad for the country. Perhaps the country will sober up and vote against this herd of turkeys in horror and disgust. I hope so.
Now that we are all broke from Christmas, it is time to prepare for Valentine's day, the most worthless holiday of the year. However I, and all the rest of the happy suckers, will buy candy and jewelry and flowers for our ribs. God help us.
Y'all have fun now, heah?
The weather here is horrible. Very low temperatures combined with occassional sprays of rain have made this winter extremely uncomfortable. Delano achieves another 'F'.
My fishing partner in North Carolina is out of action. He has a giant bone spur on his toe that renders him immoblie. The operation is slated for later this month.
I just downloaded a Koda Kumi video entitled "Shake It" WOW!! It is fantastic. Better even than Minh Tuyet's "Thoat Li".
There is only one football game left this year and then, months of worthless TV until they start again in August. Boo Hisss
I'm getting burned out in my writing. If any of you have any great ideas for stories, e-mail them to me. All it takes is a brief phrase or sometimes just a word to get my creative juices flowing.
I now believe that the dumocraps have totally lost their collective minds. Their front runners are a muslim, a crooked broad and a money grubbing hustler. The saddest part is, the money grubbing hustler is the pick of the litter. It just isn't possible to get another Clinton into the White house, nor is it prudent to put Obama in there. That leaves Edwards. I cannot believe that the average Democrat would vote for any of these losers, but they have elected losers before and they may again. This time it could turn out really bad for the country. Perhaps the country will sober up and vote against this herd of turkeys in horror and disgust. I hope so.
Now that we are all broke from Christmas, it is time to prepare for Valentine's day, the most worthless holiday of the year. However I, and all the rest of the happy suckers, will buy candy and jewelry and flowers for our ribs. God help us.
Y'all have fun now, heah?
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Gone Again
Yes, another year is about to drift astern. I, for one, am happy to see 2007 go away. While parts of it were okay, all in all it was a disastrous annum. The tales of tribulation started in January and are basically still with us. I would list them but there are far too many and I am far too lazy. I only hope that 2008 is kinder to us than 2007 was.
Well, the wretched New England Patriots have now won every regular season game. They are the first team to accomplish this feat in 35 years. We must recognize their achievement and pray for a first round loss in the play offs. It would be extremely pleasant if they could be defeated by the Seahawks.
While downloading oriental female singers, I stumbled across anime. Boy, some of it is really graphic! I have to buy a larger hard drive. Between music and porn, I'm running out of room. It probably doesn't help that I've got about sixty full sized programs loaded. I could also use more RAM. In fact, I could probably use a whole new computer. The one I want costs a little over 10 grand. All donations gratefully accepted.
OK, guys, reach into your pockets. Anything in there? Of course not! The fat guy in the red suit got it all. Most of you can take comfort in strong drink. I am medically prevented from this cure, so I'll just have to suffer. Poor me!
The weather just keeps getting colder and colder. Many of my wife's fruit trees have croaked. Delano once again scores a big, fat "F" for weather. Don't forget to sock a global warming advocate in the mouth.
Football season is rapidly coming to an end. I really hate to see it go. The next bright spot is summer. Then, football again. Notice a pattern here?
New Years parties are close on the horizon. It's my second most favorite holiday, because I can act like an idiot and everyone thinks it is normal, just partying! My favorite holiday, of course, is Thanksgiving because I can gorge myself on roasted bird, dressing and pie. My least favorite holiday is Valentines day. Who the hell was Valentine and how did he get big enough for a whole day to be devoted to him? I think the whole thing was invented by women to extract extra cash from us.
I have noticed something really odd about my writing. I forget what I've written almost immediately. When I go back and read it a month or so later, I find that some of it is really good and some of it sucks. The problem is that it all looks good to me while I'm writing it. I've also noticed that I have almost no control over the characters or the plot. When I start writing, they just seem to take on a life of their own and I wind up writing something I never intended when I started. I must be a lot weirder than I think I am.
I can't believe I've lived another year. Ten years ago I would have bet all I owned on not making it this far. Time will tell how much longer I'll last. Right now, I feel pretty good, all things considered.
The time has come to return to my wonderful world of make believe. I can almost hear the relaxing melodies of Koda Kumi or Trish Thuy Trang. My anime characters are just waiting for my return.
Happy New Year!
Well, the wretched New England Patriots have now won every regular season game. They are the first team to accomplish this feat in 35 years. We must recognize their achievement and pray for a first round loss in the play offs. It would be extremely pleasant if they could be defeated by the Seahawks.
While downloading oriental female singers, I stumbled across anime. Boy, some of it is really graphic! I have to buy a larger hard drive. Between music and porn, I'm running out of room. It probably doesn't help that I've got about sixty full sized programs loaded. I could also use more RAM. In fact, I could probably use a whole new computer. The one I want costs a little over 10 grand. All donations gratefully accepted.
OK, guys, reach into your pockets. Anything in there? Of course not! The fat guy in the red suit got it all. Most of you can take comfort in strong drink. I am medically prevented from this cure, so I'll just have to suffer. Poor me!
The weather just keeps getting colder and colder. Many of my wife's fruit trees have croaked. Delano once again scores a big, fat "F" for weather. Don't forget to sock a global warming advocate in the mouth.
Football season is rapidly coming to an end. I really hate to see it go. The next bright spot is summer. Then, football again. Notice a pattern here?
New Years parties are close on the horizon. It's my second most favorite holiday, because I can act like an idiot and everyone thinks it is normal, just partying! My favorite holiday, of course, is Thanksgiving because I can gorge myself on roasted bird, dressing and pie. My least favorite holiday is Valentines day. Who the hell was Valentine and how did he get big enough for a whole day to be devoted to him? I think the whole thing was invented by women to extract extra cash from us.
I have noticed something really odd about my writing. I forget what I've written almost immediately. When I go back and read it a month or so later, I find that some of it is really good and some of it sucks. The problem is that it all looks good to me while I'm writing it. I've also noticed that I have almost no control over the characters or the plot. When I start writing, they just seem to take on a life of their own and I wind up writing something I never intended when I started. I must be a lot weirder than I think I am.
I can't believe I've lived another year. Ten years ago I would have bet all I owned on not making it this far. Time will tell how much longer I'll last. Right now, I feel pretty good, all things considered.
The time has come to return to my wonderful world of make believe. I can almost hear the relaxing melodies of Koda Kumi or Trish Thuy Trang. My anime characters are just waiting for my return.
Happy New Year!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
HANDS UP!!!
That's right, reach for the sky! Once again you guys are going to be robbed by a fat man in a red suit. He will be assisted by a hoard of women and children who will leave you destitute and broken. On the brighter side, you'll just be able to break even by Easter when you'l be robbed by a rabbit. How did Christmas ever get so out of hand? I can't blame the miserable liberals for this one. It was done by the establishment capitalists. The have advertised us into the poor house at regular intervals throughout the year. I love capitalism, but it has a dwonside. The downside is that it produces slick ads that appeal to the gullible, the greedy and the stupid. Deck the halls with plastic holly from K-Mart. You know your kids need a couple of dozen new toys to go with the fifty or so old ones you got them last Christmas. Ebeneezer was right! Bah! Humbug!
So much for Holiday cheer!
The good thing about Christmas is that it gives us a chance to renew our relationships. Even if we don't get to see our loved ones, they are still in our thoughts. We also get a chance to say some heartfelt prayers for those we love. I have many people to pray for this year, some are not in great shape, but I know from personal experience that prayer works. We get a chance to thank God for sending us his son. We get a chance to thank his son for saving our worthless asses. So when you are shredding the wrappers on those gifts, think about whose birthday it is.
There was frost on the ground this morning. Ugh! It is getting colder than a whore's heart now. Daytime temps are barely reaching fifty five and at night we plummet down to the mid thirties. It never used to get that cold here. The next time you get a chance, punch a global warming advocate in the nose. Delano gets another 'F'.
The college football season is almost over and the pros are in the final stretch. There will be lots of games and excitement until February. Then the flames will die and we'll have to wait another seven months for football to return. Boo Hiss
My fishing partner in North Carolina has been killing the striped bass. He bought a new freezer and filled it up. Now he has two freezers full of fish. Am I jealous? Hell yes!
Duty calls! I must return to my manuscripts. I still haven't made any money with them, but they are a lot of fun.
Ho Ho Ho
So much for Holiday cheer!
The good thing about Christmas is that it gives us a chance to renew our relationships. Even if we don't get to see our loved ones, they are still in our thoughts. We also get a chance to say some heartfelt prayers for those we love. I have many people to pray for this year, some are not in great shape, but I know from personal experience that prayer works. We get a chance to thank God for sending us his son. We get a chance to thank his son for saving our worthless asses. So when you are shredding the wrappers on those gifts, think about whose birthday it is.
There was frost on the ground this morning. Ugh! It is getting colder than a whore's heart now. Daytime temps are barely reaching fifty five and at night we plummet down to the mid thirties. It never used to get that cold here. The next time you get a chance, punch a global warming advocate in the nose. Delano gets another 'F'.
The college football season is almost over and the pros are in the final stretch. There will be lots of games and excitement until February. Then the flames will die and we'll have to wait another seven months for football to return. Boo Hiss
My fishing partner in North Carolina has been killing the striped bass. He bought a new freezer and filled it up. Now he has two freezers full of fish. Am I jealous? Hell yes!
Duty calls! I must return to my manuscripts. I still haven't made any money with them, but they are a lot of fun.
Ho Ho Ho
Sunday, December 09, 2007
And the answer is.....
Gee gang, is it xmas? Winter break? Holiday time?
NO, YOU IDIOTS!!! IT IS CHRISTMAS, WITH A CAPITAL 'CHRIST!' How did we allow the secularists to take over our holiday? 86% of Americans want to keep Christ in Christmas. Aren't we the land of the free and the home of the brave? I think it is time to get 'brave'. Impeach the secular bastards that sit on our benches. A judge who doesn't believe in god belongs in a soup line. Kick their worthless asses out of our courts and into the streets. Let them preach their vile pap to the pigeons. It seems to me that 85 to 15 pretty much represents a majority. I thought that in this country, the majority was supposed to make the rules. If the minority don't want to celebrate Christmas, let them drool in a corner until it is over. This country was founded on Christian principles for Christian people. If non-Christians want to live here, that's fine as long as they keep their idiotic mouths shut. Christmas aside, we have allowed this same group of self serving godless bums to strip our government of our protective religious coat. The dopes on the bench are negating our Constitution. Freedom of religion has somehow morphed into freedom from religion. Is anybody stupid enough to think that this is what the founding fathers wanted. Apparently the imbeciles in the courts think our Constitution is a 'living' document. Our country is in turmoil because of this stupidity. Our Constitution is not a 'living' document. It is a rock solid, never changing set of instruction on how to operate our Republic. I expect that the only time these liberals atheists will have to answer for their sins is when they stand before God. We all know how that will turn out.
I guess this is as good a time as any to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. As you celebrate, don't forget whose birthday it is.
The weather here remains cold and miserable. Another 'F' for Delano.
Are any of you down loading Koda Kumi or Trish Thuy Trang? They are really excellent and their videos beat the crap out of most of the ones produced by Hollywood. If you don't know how to download them, write me and I'll provide instructions.
I wish we could spend Christmas with my daughter again this year but we just can't quite manage it. Maybe I'll win the lottery.
So it goes
NO, YOU IDIOTS!!! IT IS CHRISTMAS, WITH A CAPITAL 'CHRIST!' How did we allow the secularists to take over our holiday? 86% of Americans want to keep Christ in Christmas. Aren't we the land of the free and the home of the brave? I think it is time to get 'brave'. Impeach the secular bastards that sit on our benches. A judge who doesn't believe in god belongs in a soup line. Kick their worthless asses out of our courts and into the streets. Let them preach their vile pap to the pigeons. It seems to me that 85 to 15 pretty much represents a majority. I thought that in this country, the majority was supposed to make the rules. If the minority don't want to celebrate Christmas, let them drool in a corner until it is over. This country was founded on Christian principles for Christian people. If non-Christians want to live here, that's fine as long as they keep their idiotic mouths shut. Christmas aside, we have allowed this same group of self serving godless bums to strip our government of our protective religious coat. The dopes on the bench are negating our Constitution. Freedom of religion has somehow morphed into freedom from religion. Is anybody stupid enough to think that this is what the founding fathers wanted. Apparently the imbeciles in the courts think our Constitution is a 'living' document. Our country is in turmoil because of this stupidity. Our Constitution is not a 'living' document. It is a rock solid, never changing set of instruction on how to operate our Republic. I expect that the only time these liberals atheists will have to answer for their sins is when they stand before God. We all know how that will turn out.
I guess this is as good a time as any to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. As you celebrate, don't forget whose birthday it is.
The weather here remains cold and miserable. Another 'F' for Delano.
Are any of you down loading Koda Kumi or Trish Thuy Trang? They are really excellent and their videos beat the crap out of most of the ones produced by Hollywood. If you don't know how to download them, write me and I'll provide instructions.
I wish we could spend Christmas with my daughter again this year but we just can't quite manage it. Maybe I'll win the lottery.
So it goes
Friday, December 07, 2007
Today?
Most of you younger types probably think that this is the day that Barry Bonds pleaded 'not guilty' or when Michael Vick is due to be sentenced. Maybe it is the anniversary of some celebrity. WRONG!!! Today we remember the victims of the cowardly attack on Pearl Harbor ad the subsequent horror and torture perpetrated by the ruthless Japanese. All of you foreign car fans, look with pride on your Toyota or Nissan. They are made by the same industry that produce the ships and aircraft that killed thousands of Americans. After we had whipped their little asses, they tried to kill our auto industry. If you bought a car from them, you are helping them win the post war. The sleazy little bastards even had thought of us giving up and going home. Are we giving up now? Think about it.
It has rained upon me! The bitter cold has now turned wet. I need to be standing in the monsoon rains which come out of the sky at eighty degrees. Why am I not there? I've said it before, "stupidity." Anyway, Delano has once again failed the weather test. "F" for this miserable little village.
We have come to the end of the weirdest regular college football season ever. How the hell did Ohio Sate and LSU wind up in the national championship game? We desperately need a playoff system. I think the NCAA is corrupted almost to the same point as professional boxing. To add to the misery, the officiating sucks. What's more, if the officials are subjected to any kind of criticism from an NCAA school, the school and the players are severely chastised. If the system didn't suck so bad, nobody would blame the officials. No celebrating!! Major error!!! Don't make it fun. Make it a punishment tour.
In pro ball, a player can be fined or even suspended for violation of any one of a number of uniform rules, most of which make no sense. The NFL (No Fun League) will fine players big time money for minor uniform violations or celebrations. When I see the league steal ten or fifteen thousand bucks from a player, it really annoys me. I know the players can afford it. That's not the point. The point is that this is supposed to be a free country where things are equal. I cannot imagine the furor that would arise if some lame brained judge fined somebody for wearing the wrong suit
Which brings us to inequality in general. I know the Negroes had a tough time getting to where they are. I know that some Mexicans have hard feelings about real Americans. The problem, and it is one that is supported by our political system, is that we have allowed the "Politically Correct" left wingers to take over our very way of life. How is it that a black man can make as many jokes as he wants about the whites and get paid for it when a white man doing black jokes is castigated? A negro college? What is that? An insult? It is a double standard perpetrated by those who are interested in keeping our society segregated. I know that there are plenty of bigots out there to go around. They are assisted by whites and blacks who insist on categorizing people. I think of myself as an American. How many black guys think of themselves in the same way? How the hell are we ever going to get integrated if we make these distinctions every day of our lives? The people who embrace the concept of black-american or mexican-american are not the friends of unity. Rather, they represent the forces of enmity. In reality, there are no hyphenated Americans. All who have really embraced our Republic and our society are just plain old Americans. Skin color and origin should mean nothing to U.S. citizens. I wonder how much hate mail this little paragraph will generate? I guess it depends on how many readers have thin skins and thinner minds.
It has rained upon me! The bitter cold has now turned wet. I need to be standing in the monsoon rains which come out of the sky at eighty degrees. Why am I not there? I've said it before, "stupidity." Anyway, Delano has once again failed the weather test. "F" for this miserable little village.
We have come to the end of the weirdest regular college football season ever. How the hell did Ohio Sate and LSU wind up in the national championship game? We desperately need a playoff system. I think the NCAA is corrupted almost to the same point as professional boxing. To add to the misery, the officiating sucks. What's more, if the officials are subjected to any kind of criticism from an NCAA school, the school and the players are severely chastised. If the system didn't suck so bad, nobody would blame the officials. No celebrating!! Major error!!! Don't make it fun. Make it a punishment tour.
In pro ball, a player can be fined or even suspended for violation of any one of a number of uniform rules, most of which make no sense. The NFL (No Fun League) will fine players big time money for minor uniform violations or celebrations. When I see the league steal ten or fifteen thousand bucks from a player, it really annoys me. I know the players can afford it. That's not the point. The point is that this is supposed to be a free country where things are equal. I cannot imagine the furor that would arise if some lame brained judge fined somebody for wearing the wrong suit
Which brings us to inequality in general. I know the Negroes had a tough time getting to where they are. I know that some Mexicans have hard feelings about real Americans. The problem, and it is one that is supported by our political system, is that we have allowed the "Politically Correct" left wingers to take over our very way of life. How is it that a black man can make as many jokes as he wants about the whites and get paid for it when a white man doing black jokes is castigated? A negro college? What is that? An insult? It is a double standard perpetrated by those who are interested in keeping our society segregated. I know that there are plenty of bigots out there to go around. They are assisted by whites and blacks who insist on categorizing people. I think of myself as an American. How many black guys think of themselves in the same way? How the hell are we ever going to get integrated if we make these distinctions every day of our lives? The people who embrace the concept of black-american or mexican-american are not the friends of unity. Rather, they represent the forces of enmity. In reality, there are no hyphenated Americans. All who have really embraced our Republic and our society are just plain old Americans. Skin color and origin should mean nothing to U.S. citizens. I wonder how much hate mail this little paragraph will generate? I guess it depends on how many readers have thin skins and thinner minds.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
A hole in the world
After the cowardly muslim attack on the WTC, the Eagles wrote a song called, "A hole in the world". Another hole has been opened by the death of Hugh Bay. Hugh was my uncle. As far as I know, he had no enemies at all. He was a friend to everyone he met. He labored for years in the Fresno school system, taking on the bad guys as well as the good. All of them respected him, most loved him. In college he and one other guy were the Oklahoma A&M track team and they won national acclaim. He could run faster backwards than I could forward. An excellent instructor, he was cited for his continuous work with young people. At one point, he took up the ministry of God until a stroke robbed him of the ability to carry it onward. He never gave up his faith. He was unwaivering in his devotion to God and to his wife, my Aunt Ione, who preceeded him in death. I never talked to Uncle Hugh when he wasn't affable and interested. He had a way of making you feel at ease in any circumstance. It is impossible to use terms like, 'guys like him,' because there are no guys like him. In my estimation, he was head and shoulders above the flock and he will be sorely missed.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Right and Wrong
Okay gang. Let's review general stuff.
I was Wrong about:
1. I have always abhorred pickles but now find them at least edible although I won't buy them in the store or order them in the restaurant.
2. I was sure we would have that wretched piece of smelly dog poop, Bin Laden, hanged by now. Why can't we find him?
3. The Dallas Cowboys,my least favorite pro team, has turned out to be better than I thought.
4. Notre Dame, my least favorite college team, has turned out to be worse than I thought.
I was Right about:
1. Garlic is still a noxious, toxic weed that should be eradicated.
2. Anchovies have nothing to offer. They don't even make good bait. People who eat them probably eat cockroaches.
3. "Al dente" means "not cooked". If I want crispy veggies or pasta, I won't bother turning on the stove. If I do turn it on, I expect to cook the food, not leave it in a half raw state.
While I'm whining about things that displease me, I shall point out the following:
1. Most of the democrats in our government are working like little beavers to overthrow our way of life. The longer I live, the more it sucks. Thank God I'll be dead soon.
2. Why can't we see nipples on TV? I've seen nipples all my life. I didn't close my eyes when mama nursed me...or my brother...or my sisters. A large part of my youth was spent looking down loose blouses in search of the elusive nipple. It is entirely annoying to be dictated to by a herd of blue nosed prudes. Besides, I like nipples. Even the ugly ones are pretty. They taste good too.
3. I hope you guys realize that OJ is back. Media overkill has once again shifted into high. Our stupid government has indicted Barry Bonds. What happens if they spend tens of millions of dollars and can't convict him? It looks like it's gonna be twenty four seven, Bonds vs OJ. I'm glad my remote has an off button.
4. How long are we going to allow the Arabs to hold our feet to the fire. They are trying to kill us and not just economically. We need to take over their countries. If they resist, nuke 'em. When whole cities start disappearing, the cowardly, yellow dog terrorists will go back to their normal pursuits like milking goats and making love to camels.
5. As far as asterisks go, we should eliminate them. What kind of idiot buys an historic baseball and then brands it with an asterisk?
6. Hyphens: I have never thought of myself as an English-Scotch-German-American. There is no such thing as an African-American. If I were black, I would be insulted by the inference that I was somehow different from the rest of my countrymen. Spanish-Americans? Please!! You are either Spanish or Mexican or American. It's just another way the dumb ass liberals have to seperate us and keep us from being truly integrated.
Hyphenated last names have no place in our society. If you thought enough of the dude to marry him, you should be willing to take his name. After all, you'll be taking his wallet, his house, his car and his freedom.
The weather here still sucks. Another 'F' for Delano.
Notre Dame just keeps losing and I just keep laughing. Do I feel just a little sorry for the Irish? NO WAY. I am surprised, however, that the sports experts don't have them rated in the top twenty. What is it about being #2 that causes good teams to crumble? This is the most confusing year in college football history.
My language studies are still limping along. Maybe I'm not meant to be a polyglot.
My career as a writer is still zooming right along. I wish I could sell something.
Dakara
I was Wrong about:
1. I have always abhorred pickles but now find them at least edible although I won't buy them in the store or order them in the restaurant.
2. I was sure we would have that wretched piece of smelly dog poop, Bin Laden, hanged by now. Why can't we find him?
3. The Dallas Cowboys,my least favorite pro team, has turned out to be better than I thought.
4. Notre Dame, my least favorite college team, has turned out to be worse than I thought.
I was Right about:
1. Garlic is still a noxious, toxic weed that should be eradicated.
2. Anchovies have nothing to offer. They don't even make good bait. People who eat them probably eat cockroaches.
3. "Al dente" means "not cooked". If I want crispy veggies or pasta, I won't bother turning on the stove. If I do turn it on, I expect to cook the food, not leave it in a half raw state.
While I'm whining about things that displease me, I shall point out the following:
1. Most of the democrats in our government are working like little beavers to overthrow our way of life. The longer I live, the more it sucks. Thank God I'll be dead soon.
2. Why can't we see nipples on TV? I've seen nipples all my life. I didn't close my eyes when mama nursed me...or my brother...or my sisters. A large part of my youth was spent looking down loose blouses in search of the elusive nipple. It is entirely annoying to be dictated to by a herd of blue nosed prudes. Besides, I like nipples. Even the ugly ones are pretty. They taste good too.
3. I hope you guys realize that OJ is back. Media overkill has once again shifted into high. Our stupid government has indicted Barry Bonds. What happens if they spend tens of millions of dollars and can't convict him? It looks like it's gonna be twenty four seven, Bonds vs OJ. I'm glad my remote has an off button.
4. How long are we going to allow the Arabs to hold our feet to the fire. They are trying to kill us and not just economically. We need to take over their countries. If they resist, nuke 'em. When whole cities start disappearing, the cowardly, yellow dog terrorists will go back to their normal pursuits like milking goats and making love to camels.
5. As far as asterisks go, we should eliminate them. What kind of idiot buys an historic baseball and then brands it with an asterisk?
6. Hyphens: I have never thought of myself as an English-Scotch-German-American. There is no such thing as an African-American. If I were black, I would be insulted by the inference that I was somehow different from the rest of my countrymen. Spanish-Americans? Please!! You are either Spanish or Mexican or American. It's just another way the dumb ass liberals have to seperate us and keep us from being truly integrated.
Hyphenated last names have no place in our society. If you thought enough of the dude to marry him, you should be willing to take his name. After all, you'll be taking his wallet, his house, his car and his freedom.
The weather here still sucks. Another 'F' for Delano.
Notre Dame just keeps losing and I just keep laughing. Do I feel just a little sorry for the Irish? NO WAY. I am surprised, however, that the sports experts don't have them rated in the top twenty. What is it about being #2 that causes good teams to crumble? This is the most confusing year in college football history.
My language studies are still limping along. Maybe I'm not meant to be a polyglot.
My career as a writer is still zooming right along. I wish I could sell something.
Dakara
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Women and sex!!
You can't honestly believe I'm going to write about women and sex. The longer I live, the less I know about either. At one point, I thought I had the 'sex' part solved, but I've never been stupid enough to pretend I know anything about women. To me, they have always been mysterious creatures who flit in and out of our lives, making us buy houses and perfume. It is likely that they keep us around to supply them with babies. I don't think they have any real use for us aside from stud service. I know they are soft and sweet and usually smell good. They can make us (me anyway) do things we never would have thought of on our own. If our needs are in conflict with their needs, and they almost always are, we are ready to accommodate them regardless of the circumstances. It is entirely exasperating being a male and having to deal with these strange creatures, but I guess we're stuck with it, guys. It's symbiotic. We're screwed.
Except for Dallas winning, I am enjoying immensely this football season. My wildest wishes for Notre Dame are coming true. The only thing the 'fighting Irish' are fighting for is air. Oh, look, they're turning blue! hahahaha. How long will Boston College stay atop the BCS rankings? It almost looks like nobody will be unbeaten at the end of the year. How ironic!! The BCS could turn out to be almost the same at the end of the season as it was at the beginning.
So Southern California is on fire......again. What's the big deal? This happens every year to one degree or another. What's next? Now that the vegetation is burned off, the annual flood storms and mudslides will turn mansions into forty mile an hour racing huts. Will the denizens learn from this experience? NO!! As soon as their mud hills are scraped level, they'll build again in anticipation of the next fire/mudslide spectacle.
Need I say that the weather here sucks? I know, it's an annual event, but it still pisses me off. I wish I was in Balibago again! At least when it rained there, it was warm enough and dense enough to shower in. Monsoon! I loved it. Why don't I go back? I guess I'm just too stupid. The weather here scores another "F".
Just because I haven't mentioned the Muslims, don't even believe I have forgotten them. We desperately need to gather all their little terrorist asses up and get them out of the country. Have you ever wondered what motivates the courts and the politicians to give our country away? I think about that every day. I am absolutely, one hundred per cent, dead ass certain that I'll wind up fighting for my life against them. Our founding fathers must be spinning in their graves. Our government is failing us on all fronts and has since we started listening to the dumb ass liberals. Christ, what a mess!
Another useless, money-sucking holiday is upon us. Halloween. What the hell is it? Why do we have to hand out bags of goodies to undeserving little ankle biters? This year, as always, there will be an assortment of teenagers scattered among the children. Are they really that immature? Yup, they are!
Next month one of the only holidays worthy of note arrives. Thanksgiving!! A godsend for us fat people. It is the only time of the year I can stuff myself to sickness and everyone thinks it's alright. Christmas and New Years are OK, but overdone. The original meaning of Christmas is being lost in sectarian bullshit. Say 'thank you' to our courts!
Don't forget to write to me if you want to sample my humble offerings on literotica. (Yes, that was a commercial, so what?)
Y'all have fun now, heah?
Except for Dallas winning, I am enjoying immensely this football season. My wildest wishes for Notre Dame are coming true. The only thing the 'fighting Irish' are fighting for is air. Oh, look, they're turning blue! hahahaha. How long will Boston College stay atop the BCS rankings? It almost looks like nobody will be unbeaten at the end of the year. How ironic!! The BCS could turn out to be almost the same at the end of the season as it was at the beginning.
So Southern California is on fire......again. What's the big deal? This happens every year to one degree or another. What's next? Now that the vegetation is burned off, the annual flood storms and mudslides will turn mansions into forty mile an hour racing huts. Will the denizens learn from this experience? NO!! As soon as their mud hills are scraped level, they'll build again in anticipation of the next fire/mudslide spectacle.
Need I say that the weather here sucks? I know, it's an annual event, but it still pisses me off. I wish I was in Balibago again! At least when it rained there, it was warm enough and dense enough to shower in. Monsoon! I loved it. Why don't I go back? I guess I'm just too stupid. The weather here scores another "F".
Just because I haven't mentioned the Muslims, don't even believe I have forgotten them. We desperately need to gather all their little terrorist asses up and get them out of the country. Have you ever wondered what motivates the courts and the politicians to give our country away? I think about that every day. I am absolutely, one hundred per cent, dead ass certain that I'll wind up fighting for my life against them. Our founding fathers must be spinning in their graves. Our government is failing us on all fronts and has since we started listening to the dumb ass liberals. Christ, what a mess!
Another useless, money-sucking holiday is upon us. Halloween. What the hell is it? Why do we have to hand out bags of goodies to undeserving little ankle biters? This year, as always, there will be an assortment of teenagers scattered among the children. Are they really that immature? Yup, they are!
Next month one of the only holidays worthy of note arrives. Thanksgiving!! A godsend for us fat people. It is the only time of the year I can stuff myself to sickness and everyone thinks it's alright. Christmas and New Years are OK, but overdone. The original meaning of Christmas is being lost in sectarian bullshit. Say 'thank you' to our courts!
Don't forget to write to me if you want to sample my humble offerings on literotica. (Yes, that was a commercial, so what?)
Y'all have fun now, heah?
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
It's cryin' time again!
I wept bitter tears as I watched the thermometer plummeted downward from a toasty 95 to a miserable 65. Once again we are plunging into the horrible, cold, wet abyss that is winter. Will I bemoan this condition until the ides of March? You know I will. Delano gets a big, fat "F" for weather this month.
The Seahawks got beat again, casting a darker shadow on the onset of winter. At least my Okies are back on the winning track. It is hard to believe the unusual twists and turns that college football has taken this year. If I were a betting man, I would be living in a cardboard box. All the preseason top ten picks have fallen. The only good part is that the arrogant sports "experts" have had to eat road apples. It is loads of fun watching them blame a thousand different factors on these events when they don't really have a clue.
Recently received e-mails have confirmed my belief that the only good Muslim is a dead Muslim. If one of those bastards has been born here, educated here and has a good job here, how in the hell are we supposed to stop him? Our gun shops have some pretty good solutions to this problem. Maybe we should all order some firearms before the idiot politicians make it illegal to defend ourselves. We might want to polish off a few illegal aliens while we're at it. Of course, with our limp-wristed, dumb ass delegates, especially the ones here in Californicate, we don't stand much of a chance. Feinstein and Boxer, the worst senatorial pair since Schummer and Clinton, seem to be doing their level best to aid the enemies of this country. Very seldom do I hear of a good decision coming from either of these two utterly worthless politicos. Our judiciary seems to have abandoned us in favor of unconstitutional stupidity. The taxpayers are forced to support the invaders of our country. I am glad that I will croak soon. I don't want to witness the coming debacle.
See what lousy weather does to me? I sends me into a grand funk. I've got to change the subject quick, before I go jump onto the freeway.
At least my literary endeavors are gaining readership. I get a few disparaging remarks, but for the most part, reviews are good. I now have close to forty stories and poems (yes, poems) published on literotica. Writing seems to have a soothing effect on me. The strange thing is, when I start to write a story, I seldom know where it is going. After the initial nudge, it seems to take on a life of its own. I find myself wanting to write something just to see how it turns out. I also find that the more I write, the less porn I read. Maybe I'm just drifting away into old age with no idea about where I am or where I'm going. Probably, I'm weirder than I think.
Well, it's twelve thirty. Time for me to listen to Trish Trang and Koda Kumi. Hiding in music is an obsession. It is so pleasant to just shut off my mind and let some sweet little songstress take me away.
And so it goes.
The Seahawks got beat again, casting a darker shadow on the onset of winter. At least my Okies are back on the winning track. It is hard to believe the unusual twists and turns that college football has taken this year. If I were a betting man, I would be living in a cardboard box. All the preseason top ten picks have fallen. The only good part is that the arrogant sports "experts" have had to eat road apples. It is loads of fun watching them blame a thousand different factors on these events when they don't really have a clue.
Recently received e-mails have confirmed my belief that the only good Muslim is a dead Muslim. If one of those bastards has been born here, educated here and has a good job here, how in the hell are we supposed to stop him? Our gun shops have some pretty good solutions to this problem. Maybe we should all order some firearms before the idiot politicians make it illegal to defend ourselves. We might want to polish off a few illegal aliens while we're at it. Of course, with our limp-wristed, dumb ass delegates, especially the ones here in Californicate, we don't stand much of a chance. Feinstein and Boxer, the worst senatorial pair since Schummer and Clinton, seem to be doing their level best to aid the enemies of this country. Very seldom do I hear of a good decision coming from either of these two utterly worthless politicos. Our judiciary seems to have abandoned us in favor of unconstitutional stupidity. The taxpayers are forced to support the invaders of our country. I am glad that I will croak soon. I don't want to witness the coming debacle.
See what lousy weather does to me? I sends me into a grand funk. I've got to change the subject quick, before I go jump onto the freeway.
At least my literary endeavors are gaining readership. I get a few disparaging remarks, but for the most part, reviews are good. I now have close to forty stories and poems (yes, poems) published on literotica. Writing seems to have a soothing effect on me. The strange thing is, when I start to write a story, I seldom know where it is going. After the initial nudge, it seems to take on a life of its own. I find myself wanting to write something just to see how it turns out. I also find that the more I write, the less porn I read. Maybe I'm just drifting away into old age with no idea about where I am or where I'm going. Probably, I'm weirder than I think.
Well, it's twelve thirty. Time for me to listen to Trish Trang and Koda Kumi. Hiding in music is an obsession. It is so pleasant to just shut off my mind and let some sweet little songstress take me away.
And so it goes.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Plop!
So, there I was, watching Notre Dame getting their asses kicked once again. I laughed and laughed. Then I heard a small, wet 'plop.' Looking behind me, I discovered that I had, in fact, laughed my ass off! I will continue to laugh and they will continue to lose unless they schedule a small town high school team. I must be honest. I almost shed a tear when my beloved Okies lost to Colorado. How does a team that is averaging 62 points a game score only 24 against a raggedy bunch of buffaloes? It seems that every year some misfortune befouls them on their way to the top. Will they lose again this year? It ain't likely. My favorite pro teams are not faring very well. It looks like a long season, but at least, it's football. I must admit that I was heartened by the women's soccer coach's decision to kick the best woman goalie in the world off the team for telling the truth. He did make an unbelievably stupid decision when he didn't play her in the semi-finals. I suspect that she'll be back next year and he won't. The good thing is that the idiot set women's sports back about five years. HAHAHAHAHA!
The weather here has turned foul. Once again, winter has reared its ugly head and destroyed summer. Every year at this time, I vow that I will sell out and move to the Philippines and every year, that turns out to be a big lie. Anyway, Delano gets a big, fat F in weather. I suspect it won't rise above the wretched rating until spring. BOOOOO. HISSSSS.
Another lie I told myself was that I would make it to Washington State to see my relatives this summer. At least this year, I only lied to me.
The more I read, the more I believe that the only way to squash the militant moslims is to nuke 'em. The world would eventually thank us. They are extremely fortunate that no one in power here has the balls to pull the trigger. Turning the middle east into a glass pool would be a deeply satisfying experience. POOF! No more problems.
The democrats are once again proving their abject stupidity by running a moslim and Hillary. Don't they have anyone else? I hope that none of you guys are planning to vote democrat. I don't want to admit that I know anyone that stupid. If you don't want to vote Republican, vote for one of the nut groups, but please, not those two.
Last and probably least, my erotics continues to burgeon and grow. I get lots of positive feedback on my stories. Some of them aren't even erotic.
That's it from the blizzard.
The weather here has turned foul. Once again, winter has reared its ugly head and destroyed summer. Every year at this time, I vow that I will sell out and move to the Philippines and every year, that turns out to be a big lie. Anyway, Delano gets a big, fat F in weather. I suspect it won't rise above the wretched rating until spring. BOOOOO. HISSSSS.
Another lie I told myself was that I would make it to Washington State to see my relatives this summer. At least this year, I only lied to me.
The more I read, the more I believe that the only way to squash the militant moslims is to nuke 'em. The world would eventually thank us. They are extremely fortunate that no one in power here has the balls to pull the trigger. Turning the middle east into a glass pool would be a deeply satisfying experience. POOF! No more problems.
The democrats are once again proving their abject stupidity by running a moslim and Hillary. Don't they have anyone else? I hope that none of you guys are planning to vote democrat. I don't want to admit that I know anyone that stupid. If you don't want to vote Republican, vote for one of the nut groups, but please, not those two.
Last and probably least, my erotics continues to burgeon and grow. I get lots of positive feedback on my stories. Some of them aren't even erotic.
That's it from the blizzard.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Not Again!
Well, Simpson has come thundering back to the fore. He's like Freddy, he won't go away. Maybe this time they'll stick his crooked ass in the slammer. That's the only way to get the talking heads to talk about sports.
Why hasn't the big tough American eagle eaten that obnoxious little insurance lizard? It would be so fine to see his bloody little tail disappear down the gullet of our national bird.
The two words that cause almost everyone in the country to change channels are 'women's soccer'. It has taken over the spot that used to be owned by 'women's basketball'. Does anybody seriously watch that pap? Not without an estrogen injection. I would rather watch hockey and you already know how I feel about that.
I've got the solution for drugs in sports. Make everybody take 'em. If every one's cheating then it's all equal, right?
The weather here has turned sour. Delano gets a big 'D' for weather this week.
On the brighter side, Notre Dame has had their butts kicked hard for three straight games. Some have speculated that they will win el zippo this year. I've waited so long for this!
Are you aware that our dumb ass senate is trying to attach an amnesty rider to the defense bill? Write your senators and tell them what a gang of thieves and assholes they are. Of course that won't be news to them or anyone else. The nation is starting to realize what a gang of morons are running this country.
My little girl is starting to yank my chain in an attempt to move me along.
So I bid you farewell. Oh, did I mention I'm going to try writing novels for Harlequin? I sure hope they sell. The rest of my junk is free.
Dakara
Why hasn't the big tough American eagle eaten that obnoxious little insurance lizard? It would be so fine to see his bloody little tail disappear down the gullet of our national bird.
The two words that cause almost everyone in the country to change channels are 'women's soccer'. It has taken over the spot that used to be owned by 'women's basketball'. Does anybody seriously watch that pap? Not without an estrogen injection. I would rather watch hockey and you already know how I feel about that.
I've got the solution for drugs in sports. Make everybody take 'em. If every one's cheating then it's all equal, right?
The weather here has turned sour. Delano gets a big 'D' for weather this week.
On the brighter side, Notre Dame has had their butts kicked hard for three straight games. Some have speculated that they will win el zippo this year. I've waited so long for this!
Are you aware that our dumb ass senate is trying to attach an amnesty rider to the defense bill? Write your senators and tell them what a gang of thieves and assholes they are. Of course that won't be news to them or anyone else. The nation is starting to realize what a gang of morons are running this country.
My little girl is starting to yank my chain in an attempt to move me along.
So I bid you farewell. Oh, did I mention I'm going to try writing novels for Harlequin? I sure hope they sell. The rest of my junk is free.
Dakara
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Don't know why
Don't know why pharmacies take so long to dole out a few pills. I guess they're being careful, but damn! You can be the only one in the place and they'll still tell you to wait twenty minutes. The only place slower than that is the DMV.
Don't know why the talking sports heads are still trying to sell us soccer. I guess they're just too stupid to get the message.
Don't know why these same morons continuously babble about drugs in sports. Are they trying to convict someone by overkilling them on TV? I would like to see Barry Bonds sue the dog shit out of all the sports networks and take even more money into retirement.
Don't know why the Americans can't seem to produce tennis champs on a regular basis. I seldom watch tennis anymore because if Federer is present, he's the winner. It's boring.
Don't know why summer doesn't last longer. Just as I start getting used to the nice warm weather, fall crushes us followed by the horrors of winter. The only bright spot in this whole season is football.
Don't know why the sportscasters acted like it was illegal when Michigan got beat. Was I the only one laughing?
Well, that's about all I don't know right now. I'm sure there must be more, but I couldn't even guess what it would be.
I'm sure you'll all be thrilled to know that my life as an erotica writer is really taking off. I am submitting new stuff to the publisher three or four times a week and it is being accepted. This is so much fun! I've been kicking myself in the ass for not starting much sooner. I have found that I cannot only invent characters, I can make them do whatever I want. Like slaves. Yeah! I like that a lot. To think this whole thing started because I was bitching about what a bunch of uneducated morons were doing the writing. They are still producing literary disasters. Not me!
Drop me a line and I'll send you a link and some instructions. If you should read these stories, let me know what you think.
Our nice, hot weather is slowly deserting us. It is still staying around the mid nineties, but it droops a little every day. If I win the lottery, I can chase the sun to the southern hemisphere in the winter. Until then, I'm just gonna be stuck with four or five months of cruddy temperatures. Delano still gets an "A" but the D and F days aren't very far away.
On that cheery note, I'll conclude today's whining seesion. Summer YEA! Winter BOO.....
Don't know why the talking sports heads are still trying to sell us soccer. I guess they're just too stupid to get the message.
Don't know why these same morons continuously babble about drugs in sports. Are they trying to convict someone by overkilling them on TV? I would like to see Barry Bonds sue the dog shit out of all the sports networks and take even more money into retirement.
Don't know why the Americans can't seem to produce tennis champs on a regular basis. I seldom watch tennis anymore because if Federer is present, he's the winner. It's boring.
Don't know why summer doesn't last longer. Just as I start getting used to the nice warm weather, fall crushes us followed by the horrors of winter. The only bright spot in this whole season is football.
Don't know why the sportscasters acted like it was illegal when Michigan got beat. Was I the only one laughing?
Well, that's about all I don't know right now. I'm sure there must be more, but I couldn't even guess what it would be.
I'm sure you'll all be thrilled to know that my life as an erotica writer is really taking off. I am submitting new stuff to the publisher three or four times a week and it is being accepted. This is so much fun! I've been kicking myself in the ass for not starting much sooner. I have found that I cannot only invent characters, I can make them do whatever I want. Like slaves. Yeah! I like that a lot. To think this whole thing started because I was bitching about what a bunch of uneducated morons were doing the writing. They are still producing literary disasters. Not me!
Drop me a line and I'll send you a link and some instructions. If you should read these stories, let me know what you think.
Our nice, hot weather is slowly deserting us. It is still staying around the mid nineties, but it droops a little every day. If I win the lottery, I can chase the sun to the southern hemisphere in the winter. Until then, I'm just gonna be stuck with four or five months of cruddy temperatures. Delano still gets an "A" but the D and F days aren't very far away.
On that cheery note, I'll conclude today's whining seesion. Summer YEA! Winter BOO.....
Sunday, August 26, 2007
M.V. so what?
I am so damn sick of hearing the adventures of Mike Vick. The way the media treats it, you would think he is a serial murderer. Now, I don't agree with fighting dogs. Chickens, yes. Dogs, no. What I am pissed off about is the medias complete and total overkill on a story that should have taken less than 15 minutes to report. A brief diatribe explaining that he was fighting dogs followed a few months later by announcing his sentencing. 24 hour coverage of this event is not needed. The involvement of the pet terrorist group, PETA, was totally unnecessary. I suppose that the media will continue to over kill every story that churns along. Come on guys!! Give it a rest.
As I threatened, I have written and published some erotic literature. My first offerings have scored 12,000 readers in three days. At least one of my sisters thinks I'm writing perverted, dirty slop. She can think whatever she wants. This is, after all a partially free country. I am disappointed, however that my detractors didn't bother to read these stories before passing judgement. If you want to read these terrible, seductive bits of literary tripe, send me an e-mail and I'll be happy to let you know how to find them. Be careful, though, this stuff can be addictive.
Ah, yes, football is back. After several months of sports draught, we have real entertainment again. Have you noticed the way the media keeps trying to shove soccer down our throats? If you enamored of soccer, move to Europe. 98% of the sporting public think that soccer sucks. Given the choice between watching soccer and watching cosmetic commercials, I would go for the lipstick. Soccer sucks.
My fishing buddy back east has said he is 'killing' the striped bass. I sure wish I was there. In fact, I wish I was anywhere where water exists in the streams and fish reside in the water. Such is not the case here. Dry creeks. No fish. An idiotic game department that poisons out the only fishing holes for miles around and then suggests that you drive 60 miles to the nearest rocky, worthless reservoir.
The weather here continues to be good. Daytime temperatures are in the high 90s. No clouds. No wind. Perfect. Delano gets an "A".
I can't think of much else to bitch about. Send your e-mails and I'll send you directions.
dakara
As I threatened, I have written and published some erotic literature. My first offerings have scored 12,000 readers in three days. At least one of my sisters thinks I'm writing perverted, dirty slop. She can think whatever she wants. This is, after all a partially free country. I am disappointed, however that my detractors didn't bother to read these stories before passing judgement. If you want to read these terrible, seductive bits of literary tripe, send me an e-mail and I'll be happy to let you know how to find them. Be careful, though, this stuff can be addictive.
Ah, yes, football is back. After several months of sports draught, we have real entertainment again. Have you noticed the way the media keeps trying to shove soccer down our throats? If you enamored of soccer, move to Europe. 98% of the sporting public think that soccer sucks. Given the choice between watching soccer and watching cosmetic commercials, I would go for the lipstick. Soccer sucks.
My fishing buddy back east has said he is 'killing' the striped bass. I sure wish I was there. In fact, I wish I was anywhere where water exists in the streams and fish reside in the water. Such is not the case here. Dry creeks. No fish. An idiotic game department that poisons out the only fishing holes for miles around and then suggests that you drive 60 miles to the nearest rocky, worthless reservoir.
The weather here continues to be good. Daytime temperatures are in the high 90s. No clouds. No wind. Perfect. Delano gets an "A".
I can't think of much else to bitch about. Send your e-mails and I'll send you directions.
dakara
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Roadblocks
Why do RV drivers think it is their solemn duty to stay in the middle lane forever, blocking traffic for miles behind them? Why do truckers just flip on their signal lights and barge on out there, regardless? There doesn't seem to be too much that can be done about it. Here in California, they even tried shooting them several years ago and it didn't change a damned thing. I can't wait until they won't let me drive any more. It is hard to put up with the intense stupidity demonstrated by much of the traveling public. If I could, I'd quit driving right now. C'mon, LOTTO!!
My last blog entry included a diatribe concerning the ineptitude of porn writers. That, at least, is something I can do something about. Yes, your humble slave(me) has decided to write and attempt to publish a few naughty little stories. I have not yet done it, but I'm sure I'll get it done soon. On the other hand, you know that I am one of the great procrastinators of this decade. (witness the lateness of this blog). I'll let you know if I'm successsful and where to read the evil tome.
I still have not heard from my buddy in the east. Either he isn't fishing anymore(unlikely) or his daughters have killed and eaten him.(maybe) On the brighter side of fish stuff, some friends in Kodiak sent me almost 10 lbs. of smoked salmon. Since it was smoked by full-blooded Alsakan Indians who are professionals, you just know it is outstanding. It doesn't even remotely resemble the slop that you buy at the deli for 15 bucks a pound. This stuff is hard, salty and so good it will turn even an old reprobate like me into a saint.(almost)
We're still trying to sell this house. I suspect it'll go quickly when word gets out about the major natural gas deposit that has been discovered right underneath us. Most of the residents of this ugly little village are blissfully unaware of this windfall. They will remain ignorant of the boom potential because most of them do not read, write or speak much English. They can, however, tell you where Tiajuana is.
I think my Las Vegas real estate agent has given up. We just recieve his newsletter once a month now. I must admit he stayed with it a lot longer than I would have.
I am starting to believe I want a new Corvette. My Cadillac is doing a superb job of hauling my fat ass around. It is just that I've always wanted a car that'll do 200 miles per hour. Maybe it will compensate for the drop in velocity of my sex life.
I still don't watch media news coverage. I am very happy with this. Most of my friends who still watch it are in a constant state of agitation. They accuse me of not giving a damn. They are right. I don't give a damn. Aside from scratching off a memo to our two totally worthless senators, I don't participate. It isn't that I don't care. I just don't see how trying to change the minds of two ultra-liberal witches will accomplish anything. A really good friend of mine back east (not the fisherman) always tries to get me interested in the goings on of my old agency, or the feds or anything political. I don't bite on that because I ran my head against the government wall for decades and all I got was a small retirement and an everlasting headache.
The weather in Delano gets an "A+". It has been hot (well over 90) for a couple of months. It feels so good!!
At last!!! Football season is upon us!! Pre-season games start this week. For a while, I thought I wouldn't make it, but here it is. And, the beauty of it is, it's not over until next year!! Months of football. On the baseball scene, Barry Bonds, as of this writing, has not tied Hank A's home run record. I hope he does it this week and then all the limp-wristed whiners can go pout in a corner and leave the real sporting public alone. Once again, the champion crybabies of baseball, the New York fans, are sobbing about A Rod not reaching 500 homers yet. Remember earlier this year when they were crying about him in a hitting slump? As I have said before, New York does not deserve a good team of any kind. The fans spend a major portion of their time whimpering in a corner. Pussies!!!
Well, that about does it for now. If the idiot left wingers don't kill me, I'll write again, sooner I hope. And so it goes.
My last blog entry included a diatribe concerning the ineptitude of porn writers. That, at least, is something I can do something about. Yes, your humble slave(me) has decided to write and attempt to publish a few naughty little stories. I have not yet done it, but I'm sure I'll get it done soon. On the other hand, you know that I am one of the great procrastinators of this decade. (witness the lateness of this blog). I'll let you know if I'm successsful and where to read the evil tome.
I still have not heard from my buddy in the east. Either he isn't fishing anymore(unlikely) or his daughters have killed and eaten him.(maybe) On the brighter side of fish stuff, some friends in Kodiak sent me almost 10 lbs. of smoked salmon. Since it was smoked by full-blooded Alsakan Indians who are professionals, you just know it is outstanding. It doesn't even remotely resemble the slop that you buy at the deli for 15 bucks a pound. This stuff is hard, salty and so good it will turn even an old reprobate like me into a saint.(almost)
We're still trying to sell this house. I suspect it'll go quickly when word gets out about the major natural gas deposit that has been discovered right underneath us. Most of the residents of this ugly little village are blissfully unaware of this windfall. They will remain ignorant of the boom potential because most of them do not read, write or speak much English. They can, however, tell you where Tiajuana is.
I think my Las Vegas real estate agent has given up. We just recieve his newsletter once a month now. I must admit he stayed with it a lot longer than I would have.
I am starting to believe I want a new Corvette. My Cadillac is doing a superb job of hauling my fat ass around. It is just that I've always wanted a car that'll do 200 miles per hour. Maybe it will compensate for the drop in velocity of my sex life.
I still don't watch media news coverage. I am very happy with this. Most of my friends who still watch it are in a constant state of agitation. They accuse me of not giving a damn. They are right. I don't give a damn. Aside from scratching off a memo to our two totally worthless senators, I don't participate. It isn't that I don't care. I just don't see how trying to change the minds of two ultra-liberal witches will accomplish anything. A really good friend of mine back east (not the fisherman) always tries to get me interested in the goings on of my old agency, or the feds or anything political. I don't bite on that because I ran my head against the government wall for decades and all I got was a small retirement and an everlasting headache.
The weather in Delano gets an "A+". It has been hot (well over 90) for a couple of months. It feels so good!!
At last!!! Football season is upon us!! Pre-season games start this week. For a while, I thought I wouldn't make it, but here it is. And, the beauty of it is, it's not over until next year!! Months of football. On the baseball scene, Barry Bonds, as of this writing, has not tied Hank A's home run record. I hope he does it this week and then all the limp-wristed whiners can go pout in a corner and leave the real sporting public alone. Once again, the champion crybabies of baseball, the New York fans, are sobbing about A Rod not reaching 500 homers yet. Remember earlier this year when they were crying about him in a hitting slump? As I have said before, New York does not deserve a good team of any kind. The fans spend a major portion of their time whimpering in a corner. Pussies!!!
Well, that about does it for now. If the idiot left wingers don't kill me, I'll write again, sooner I hope. And so it goes.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Porn
Yes, it is true that I have procrastinated, blog-wise. I can now reveal that I have been busy with porn. You know, the kind that you read as opposed to short video clips. After carefully perusing these sites, I find they all have one thing in common. The writers are illiterate! They can't spell. Their use of the English language is atrocious. But, I suppose that this is a direct result of our failing school system. Sometimes it is so bad that I have to give up on finishing. BOO,HISSSS. Of course, I won't stop. Some of them show real inovation. They are mostly a pain in the ass. (get it?) Three of my TV sets are now shot, forcing me to visit porn sites on my computer. Some excuse, eh?
So here we are in the middle of another Wimbldon. As I write this, there is only one American left in men's singles. How is it the a massive country like this one can't seem to whip dinky little countries? Well, it is what it is.
I have not heard from my fishing partner in North Carolina for a while. Maybe his 8 (yes that's 8) daughters finally ganged up on him and roasted him.
The weather here continues to be warm and pleasant with daytime temps in the mid nineties. Of course my new airconditioner has gone tits up. I don't care but my wife and her pals are sweating. It is really difficult to get a filippino to sweat.
Our new congress has gone berserk, as we knew it would. God, I hate the liberals. I can't seem to find a single, solitary democrat who is not actively trying to sink our country. It is so depressing.
Well, I am about drained. I guess I'll go back to porn now. Remember, whip a leftist for Jesus!
And so it goes.
So here we are in the middle of another Wimbldon. As I write this, there is only one American left in men's singles. How is it the a massive country like this one can't seem to whip dinky little countries? Well, it is what it is.
I have not heard from my fishing partner in North Carolina for a while. Maybe his 8 (yes that's 8) daughters finally ganged up on him and roasted him.
The weather here continues to be warm and pleasant with daytime temps in the mid nineties. Of course my new airconditioner has gone tits up. I don't care but my wife and her pals are sweating. It is really difficult to get a filippino to sweat.
Our new congress has gone berserk, as we knew it would. God, I hate the liberals. I can't seem to find a single, solitary democrat who is not actively trying to sink our country. It is so depressing.
Well, I am about drained. I guess I'll go back to porn now. Remember, whip a leftist for Jesus!
And so it goes.
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