I typed that headline with my teeth firmly clenched together because I received my Concealed Pistol permit in the mail today.
Official indeed, I'm on yet another list and having to get permission from the government to protect myself in the first place generally chaps my ass.
On the bright side, I get to go holster shopping now, maybe even new pistol to go in the new holster while shopping.
I'm thinking a .45 might be a bit much for EDC and there is no concealing a six shooter .38 Special with a five inch barrel.
I do have a tiny little .22 Semi Auto but I would have to get lucky trying to hit the side of a large barn with it from ten feet away.
Decisions, decisions.
I'm not a big Semi Auto pistol kind of guy, they can be a pain in the ass. Maybe a nice short barreled revolver with a decent set of grips.
Less moving parts and simple. I like simple.
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Gray Man, Level 10 Achieved.
This story just tickles the shit out of me.
Somebody built a little cabin way out in the woods in a Federal forest out in Northern California.
It apparently had been there for a few years before a Forest Ranger literally stumbled upon it.
He said he got withing twelve feet of it before he saw it, it was hidden so well.
He went back with some help and broke in, looking to see if they could identify whoever it was that built the place and put an eviction notice on the door. They found a neatly stocked little shack with canned goods, a stove, an old typewriter and a hand written list the mystery occupant had made for things they wanted to get for the cabin.
They took pictures of the insides then left.
They came back a month later and most of the contents were gone without a trace.
They came back a couple weeks later after that and the whole cabin and everything in it was gone, without a trace!
Now you see it, now you don't!
Whoever did all this left a cryptic sign on the ground informing them that it was a squatters hideout.
They still have no idea who did it or where they went.
Look very carefully in the middle background of this picture.
That is a level of sneaky that is hard to believe.
There are more pictures at the link HERE.
H/T to Survivalblog for the story link.
Somebody built a little cabin way out in the woods in a Federal forest out in Northern California.
It apparently had been there for a few years before a Forest Ranger literally stumbled upon it.
He said he got withing twelve feet of it before he saw it, it was hidden so well.
He went back with some help and broke in, looking to see if they could identify whoever it was that built the place and put an eviction notice on the door. They found a neatly stocked little shack with canned goods, a stove, an old typewriter and a hand written list the mystery occupant had made for things they wanted to get for the cabin.
They took pictures of the insides then left.
They came back a month later and most of the contents were gone without a trace.
They came back a couple weeks later after that and the whole cabin and everything in it was gone, without a trace!
Now you see it, now you don't!
Whoever did all this left a cryptic sign on the ground informing them that it was a squatters hideout.
They still have no idea who did it or where they went.
Forest Ranger Spots Hidden Cabin In Woods, Finds Creepy Mystery Inside
While marking trees to be harvested for the first time in 30 years, a forest ranger stumbled across quite the odd sight. Although he didn’t see it until he was just 12 feet away, he found an eerie cabin hidden in the woods – and that’s when he discovered the creepy mystery inside.
Mark Andre, now an Environmental Services director in Arcata, California, was marking trees in the forest when he looked up and saw something out of place. “I didn’t see it until I was 12 feet from it,” he said. “It’s in the perfect out-of-the-way spot where it wouldn’t be detected.”
Look very carefully in the middle background of this picture.
Someone had crafted an entire cabin in the woods measuring about 8’ by 12’ and about 15 feet tall. The most intriguing part came as Mark noticed the location was immaculate. Without the normal environmental abuse associated with forest campsites, there weren’t even any trails showing how anyone brought in the materials to craft the structure.
Other things inside consisted of canned foods and even a “things to get” list that dated the first thing crossed off the list back in 2011, indicating the cabin had probably been there since at least then. Although those searching the premises still couldn’t figure out who the cabin belonged to, Mark posted an eviction notice on the front door along with his contact information, but this is where things get even weirder.
A month later, they returned to the cabin to check on things, but they found the cabin a bit disheveled. As it turns out, the owner had found the eviction notice and had started moving out. Just as before, there were no trails left behind to show which way they headed.
Less than two weeks later, they came back to find that the cabin was gone. Although there were a few of the larger things, such as the wood stove and some other furnishings, it was mostly gone. Once again, even the access routes to the site showed virtually no wear and no one reported seeing anyone hauling heavy items down the trails.
The next day, there wasn’t anything left – everything was gone. “That’s the cleanest camp cleanup I’ve ever seen,” said Michael McDowall, natural resources technician for the city’s Environmental Services department. “There wasn’t a nail, not even a gum wrapper left behind.”
The resident did add a bit more mystery to the entire ordeal as he did leave behind an odd symbol made of charcoal. According to reports, it was the international squatter symbol. “The circle represents the building, and the arrow represents the squatter. The squatter goes in (line in), stays for a while (line in the middle), and then leaves (arrow!).”
To this day, Mark and his crew still haven’t been able to identify the person responsible. They did venture to guess that it was an older individual with life experience and minimal material needs. “The thoughtfully composed, uncluttered tiny house appears to be the work of someone who knows who they are and what they need,”
That is a level of sneaky that is hard to believe.
There are more pictures at the link HERE.
H/T to Survivalblog for the story link.
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
North Korean Leader Forces Famine On It's Citizens While Spending On Military Grows
Get ready to eat plant roots again, he says.
Someone should point out to this bonehead that any army fights on it's belly. Starving citizens won't get you very far on your quest for world domination.
I can remember loading forty shipping containers with 100 pound bags of wheat that we shipped to North Korea back in the early 2000's.
Bet me money we will be doing it again.
North Korea warns of new famine as Kim's weight, belligerence balloon
Portly North Korean dictator Kim Jong Un, whose hostile actions have brought crippling international sanctions to his impoverished nation, has a new message for the Hermit Kingdom's starving masses: Get ready to eat plant roots.
Kim, whose weight the South Korean government estimates has ballooned to nearly 300 pounds, signaled through state media that the nation could be headed for another famine like the one that killed an estimated 3.5 million people in the 1990s.
Kim, who took over after his father's death in 2012, has put on an estimated 70 pounds in the last year alone. (Associated Press)
"The road to revolution is long and arduous," an editorial in the state-run Rodong Sinmun newspaper said Monday, according to The Telegraph. "We may have to go on an arduous march, during which we will have to chew the roots of plants once again."
Meanwhile, no fish in the Sea of Japan is safe from his ballistic missile tests.
People that are supposed to know suspect the little Madman has the capability to put small nuclear warheads on these missiles he has been testing.
Much of North Korea's population of 25 million is already hungry, but new sanctions, the most severe in 20 years, were approved by the UN Security Council after Pyongyang’s February nuclear weapons test and a recent long-range missile launch.
The sanctions will further cripple North Korean trade and squeeze Kim's weapons programs. Under them, UN members are even barred from accepting the reclusive nation's main exports of coal and iron ore.
But experts don't expect Kim's belligerence to stop just because the world shuns him. The latest message to the suffering people is yet another one of collective sacrifice.
If he points one of those nukes this way then starvation will be the least of their problems.
Ass Kicking Blues
I have heard of Joe Bonamassa, who hasn't?
Beth Hart I had never heard of until now.
She is very, very, good.
Kick back for a few minutes and enjoy this live tune.
Beth Hart I had never heard of until now.
She is very, very, good.
Kick back for a few minutes and enjoy this live tune.
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
The Art Of Repurposing
Something I have been doing my whole life out of necessity and have gotten quite good at.
So, I went down to Harbor Freight over the weekend and snagged a 12 speed benchtop drill press.
I had been scouring Craigslist and watching the sales for two weeks and found some really good deals on Craigslist, until I found out how far away they were.
I'm not driving 100 miles one way to "get a good deal" anymore.
So I did some homework on what it was I could get by with ,what would do the things I figure I want to do, without spending way too much money and getting way too much drill press for the space I have available.
Not my first instinct by any means.
Harbor Freight had a huge sale over Easter weekend and off I went, to return with my plunder.
The one thing that this unit doesn't have which irritates me no end is a light mounted on the side so I can see what the heck I am doing. My eyesight is failing rapidly and holding a flashlight in my teeth is not an option.
I mean come on, even their $69.00 cheapie has a freakin' light on it!
The plans are forming in my head before I even get home with the thing.
I get it home, unpack the thing and put it all together, then I start eyeballing it. Pretty soon a plan comes together.
It's not a good picture but you can see where the electrical cables go through the shroud that wind up at the On/Off switch.
That is my target area, now to get a light fixture.
Enter Goodwill.
For $5.00 I found just what I was looking for.
I could turn this Blog post into a tutorial, I took pictures of every step it took to get the light apart, the hole drilled, the layout of the wiring inside the shroud and the actual wiring connections I had to make but it would make this post way too long. Suffice it to say it took me about an hour and a half to get it done.
Let me stop here and put in a disclaimer just for the really stupid people. if you try this at home, make sure the damn thing is unplugged while you are working on it and you have the knowledge to work with electricity safely.
Otherwise buy a drill press with a light on it already.
So here is how it worked out when I got all done with it.
The light bulb is a bit too much, it was what I had laying around. I will probably go down and get something like a refrigerator bulb that isn't so big and won't get too hot.
Not too shabby for a redneck fix though, eh?
So, I went down to Harbor Freight over the weekend and snagged a 12 speed benchtop drill press.
I had been scouring Craigslist and watching the sales for two weeks and found some really good deals on Craigslist, until I found out how far away they were.
I'm not driving 100 miles one way to "get a good deal" anymore.
So I did some homework on what it was I could get by with ,what would do the things I figure I want to do, without spending way too much money and getting way too much drill press for the space I have available.
Not my first instinct by any means.
Harbor Freight had a huge sale over Easter weekend and off I went, to return with my plunder.
The one thing that this unit doesn't have which irritates me no end is a light mounted on the side so I can see what the heck I am doing. My eyesight is failing rapidly and holding a flashlight in my teeth is not an option.
I mean come on, even their $69.00 cheapie has a freakin' light on it!
The plans are forming in my head before I even get home with the thing.
I get it home, unpack the thing and put it all together, then I start eyeballing it. Pretty soon a plan comes together.
It's not a good picture but you can see where the electrical cables go through the shroud that wind up at the On/Off switch.
That is my target area, now to get a light fixture.
Enter Goodwill.
For $5.00 I found just what I was looking for.
I could turn this Blog post into a tutorial, I took pictures of every step it took to get the light apart, the hole drilled, the layout of the wiring inside the shroud and the actual wiring connections I had to make but it would make this post way too long. Suffice it to say it took me about an hour and a half to get it done.
Let me stop here and put in a disclaimer just for the really stupid people. if you try this at home, make sure the damn thing is unplugged while you are working on it and you have the knowledge to work with electricity safely.
Otherwise buy a drill press with a light on it already.
So here is how it worked out when I got all done with it.
The light bulb is a bit too much, it was what I had laying around. I will probably go down and get something like a refrigerator bulb that isn't so big and won't get too hot.
Not too shabby for a redneck fix though, eh?
Monday, March 28, 2016
US Capitol On Lockdown After Shooting, Gunman In Custody
Another day, another whackjob.
U.S. Capitol Shooting: Gunman Captured, Officer Injured
BREAKING
03.28.16 12:20 PM ET
U.S. Capitol Shooting: Gunman Captured, Officer Injured
Congress and White House on lockdown.
Shots were fired Monday afternoon at the U.S. Capitol Visitor Center in Washington, D.C.
According to the Capitol’s sergeant-at-arms the unidentified “shooter has been caught,” and “One police office shot, but not seriously.” EMS units reportedly responded to calls to treat multiple injuries at the building.
Capitol workers were told by authorities to shelter in place due to a “potential security threat.” House staffers received an email shortly before 3:00 p.m. ET saying that no one can exit or enter any Capitol buildings and if you are outside to seek cover immediately.
There was reportedly some confusion on the Hill as the lockdown began because of a scheduled lockdown drill that occurred earlier Monday morning. "THIS IS A DRILL," an early morning memo notified Capitol staffers. "EXERCISE EXERCISE."
I Guess It Could Be Worse
I used to have hangovers that lasted all day until I started drinking again after work so I guess there's that. I haven't had a hangover in almost four years and I certainly don't miss that shit.
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Saturday, March 26, 2016
Believe It Or Not, I Was Called A Gentleman Twice Today
It must be getting pretty rare these days to have manners and to be helping ladies with car trouble.
I was at Harbor Freight today, picking up a new drill press and on my way in I noticed a young lady hauling a baby in a portable car carrier headed towards the front door and it looked like it was rather heavy the way she was carrying it so I yanked a cart out of the chute and aimed it towards her before she quite got there.
I could see she was grateful for that but then I turned around and held the door open for her. She was mightily impressed then and told me thank you, that it was nice to see a gentleman for once.
Ok, no biggie, you may find it hard to believe but at one time I did have manners hammered into me by my Mother and Grandmother even if it was a long damn time ago.
I went on my merry way and picked out a decent 12 speed bench top drill press and a couple other items and off I went.
I took that stuff home and remembered that I had forgotten to pick up some light rope and headed right back out to the local Bi Mart a couple miles away.
I pulled into the parking lot right next to a mid 90's Ford 3/4 ton truck with the hood open that had seen better days but I didn't see anyone around and didn't think anymore of it.
After picking up the rope and a box of ammunition because, hey, they have it and I need it, I wandered back out towards my rig and now see some fortyish year old Blond lady fucking around with the battery cables on the Ford and she has some jumper cables dangling off the front end.
I walked up and asked her if she needed a jump.
You'd have thought I was offering her a million bucks.
She was actually cleaning the battery terminals when I walked up, surprised the hell out of me and when I glanced into the bed of the truck I see several bags of fertilizer, bark dust and assorted yard care goodies and a box with an electric chain saw.
Obviously a local gal, the new neighborhood we moved next to used to be it's own little community that was pretty much way out of town and rural until the city annexed it to get their dirty mitts on a new tax base to plunder. My kind of place.
I took over with the terminal cleaning and grabbed the Coke I was drinking to clean the moon rocks off the terminals before cinching the clamps down. She asked me what my name was and we made some chit chat about gardening and such while I hooked the cables up. While we were talking, she told me that she had asked five different guys before I got there to give her a jump start and every single one of them told her no.
That just dumbfounded me.
Low rent No class motherfuckers in my book.
I didn't say it but I was thinking it. Can you believe that? Five guys who were too busy, chickenshit or just plain self centered to help a stranded lady out with a jump start? She even had the damn cables!
That ain't the way I operate.
Anyway, this one too, told me it was refreshing to see a gentleman again like it's like seeing a unicorn or something.
If my kid told me that there was a lady in trouble and he didn't at least ask if he could be of some help I would kick him right in the ass.
It's not like I'm some shiny knight on a white horse or something, these kinds of things used to be every day courtesies.
I'll admit it did make me feel better about myself for doing them.
The thank you's were just a bonus.
On the flip side of this though, I have had several asshole women get all butthurt and mouthy when I have held doors open for them before.
That's that Women's Lib bullshit, those women can go fuck themselves with a rusty can opener.
It's a two way street, I have no problem using the manners I was taught, if you have a problem with me using those manners then it is, your problem, and I can and will withdraw those manners in the blink of an eye.
I was at Harbor Freight today, picking up a new drill press and on my way in I noticed a young lady hauling a baby in a portable car carrier headed towards the front door and it looked like it was rather heavy the way she was carrying it so I yanked a cart out of the chute and aimed it towards her before she quite got there.
I could see she was grateful for that but then I turned around and held the door open for her. She was mightily impressed then and told me thank you, that it was nice to see a gentleman for once.
Ok, no biggie, you may find it hard to believe but at one time I did have manners hammered into me by my Mother and Grandmother even if it was a long damn time ago.
I went on my merry way and picked out a decent 12 speed bench top drill press and a couple other items and off I went.
I took that stuff home and remembered that I had forgotten to pick up some light rope and headed right back out to the local Bi Mart a couple miles away.
I pulled into the parking lot right next to a mid 90's Ford 3/4 ton truck with the hood open that had seen better days but I didn't see anyone around and didn't think anymore of it.
After picking up the rope and a box of ammunition because, hey, they have it and I need it, I wandered back out towards my rig and now see some fortyish year old Blond lady fucking around with the battery cables on the Ford and she has some jumper cables dangling off the front end.
I walked up and asked her if she needed a jump.
You'd have thought I was offering her a million bucks.
She was actually cleaning the battery terminals when I walked up, surprised the hell out of me and when I glanced into the bed of the truck I see several bags of fertilizer, bark dust and assorted yard care goodies and a box with an electric chain saw.
Obviously a local gal, the new neighborhood we moved next to used to be it's own little community that was pretty much way out of town and rural until the city annexed it to get their dirty mitts on a new tax base to plunder. My kind of place.
I took over with the terminal cleaning and grabbed the Coke I was drinking to clean the moon rocks off the terminals before cinching the clamps down. She asked me what my name was and we made some chit chat about gardening and such while I hooked the cables up. While we were talking, she told me that she had asked five different guys before I got there to give her a jump start and every single one of them told her no.
That just dumbfounded me.
Low rent No class motherfuckers in my book.
I didn't say it but I was thinking it. Can you believe that? Five guys who were too busy, chickenshit or just plain self centered to help a stranded lady out with a jump start? She even had the damn cables!
That ain't the way I operate.
Anyway, this one too, told me it was refreshing to see a gentleman again like it's like seeing a unicorn or something.
If my kid told me that there was a lady in trouble and he didn't at least ask if he could be of some help I would kick him right in the ass.
It's not like I'm some shiny knight on a white horse or something, these kinds of things used to be every day courtesies.
I'll admit it did make me feel better about myself for doing them.
The thank you's were just a bonus.
On the flip side of this though, I have had several asshole women get all butthurt and mouthy when I have held doors open for them before.
That's that Women's Lib bullshit, those women can go fuck themselves with a rusty can opener.
It's a two way street, I have no problem using the manners I was taught, if you have a problem with me using those manners then it is, your problem, and I can and will withdraw those manners in the blink of an eye.
Friday, March 25, 2016
16 Years In The Making, Portland Ore Superfund Cleanup Plan Will Open Up For Public Comments.
Talk about dragging your feet...
My vote is to dredge the nasty shit out of the river and haul it off to a landfill. Be done with it.
There is talk of "capping" some of it off.
I see too many variables that could disturb that down the road, get rid of it.
There are some seriously nasty things at the bottom of that river that have been there for decades. There is also a native salmon run that goes through there.
You can see fishing boats and people hauling salmon into them during the season from the river banks in down town Portland.
There has been a standing warning for years for people not to eat most of the fish that live in it too.
The salmon are just passing through so don't have much of the pollution built up in their bodies.
st/OPB
Seriously, nasty shit down there.
I used to work on that river and have seen what happens when the sewers overflow after heavy rains. Seriously, nasty shit .
Condoms, needles, tampons, all kinds of disgusting stuff comes flowing down off the streets.
The stuff they are talking about is in the sediments at the bottom and it is TEN MILES LONG.
It goes right through the middle of Portland from one end to the other.
We are taking years and years of cleanup effort and Billions and Billions of dollars now.
I can pretty much guarantee it won't get done in my lifetime.
Now is the time to hold the EPA's feet to the fire and make them clean that shit up the right way and make it a permanent fix, not throw Band Aids at it.
My vote is to dredge the nasty shit out of the river and haul it off to a landfill. Be done with it.
There is talk of "capping" some of it off.
I see too many variables that could disturb that down the road, get rid of it.
There are some seriously nasty things at the bottom of that river that have been there for decades. There is also a native salmon run that goes through there.
You can see fishing boats and people hauling salmon into them during the season from the river banks in down town Portland.
There has been a standing warning for years for people not to eat most of the fish that live in it too.
The salmon are just passing through so don't have much of the pollution built up in their bodies.
EPA: After 16 Years, Get Ready To Comment On Portland Harbor Cleanup
st/OPB
The U.S. Environmental Protection Agency is planning to release its proposed Portland Harbor Superfund Site cleanup plan early next month.
The plan, 16 years in the making, will include the agency’s preferred option for cleaning up a 10-mile stretch of the Willamette River that’s highly contaminated from more than a century of industrial use. The EPA has spent years investigating the site and developing a range of options for reducing contamination to an “acceptable” level.
Cami Grandinetti, a project manager for the EPA, said a lot of information about what’s at the site is already available, including levels of contamination and human health and environmental risks.
So, she said, you can start reading all about it — right now.
Snip
Most of the contamination across the Portland Harbor site is in the sediment at the bottom of the river. The EPA has found 65 contaminants of concern, including heavy metals, pesticides such as DDT, herbicides, dioxins and furans from burning, chemical manufacturing and metal processing waste, PCBs (polychlorinated biphenyls), a banned coolant found in building materials and ink, and PAHs (polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons) released through burning coal, oil, gas and wood.
The biggest risk to people, according to the EPA, is from eating resident fish such as bass, catfish and carp that accumulate the toxins when they eat insects that live in the contaminated sediment.
The state has fish advisories and guidelines on how much fish is safe to eat. Because of the health risks from contamination, mothers and children should avoid eating resident fish from the Willamette between Sauvie Island and the Fremont Bridge.
The pollution has accumulated from a number of industries, including shipbuilding and ship breaking, wood treatment and lumber milling, storage of bulk fuels and manufactured gas production, chemical manufacturing and storage, municipal sewer overflows and industrial storm water. The EPA has identified more than 150 potentially responsible parties that will be asked to help pay for the clean-up. Ten of those parties teamed up to form the Lower Willamette Group, and agreed to help with the cleanup process.
Seriously, nasty shit down there.
I used to work on that river and have seen what happens when the sewers overflow after heavy rains. Seriously, nasty shit .
Condoms, needles, tampons, all kinds of disgusting stuff comes flowing down off the streets.
The stuff they are talking about is in the sediments at the bottom and it is TEN MILES LONG.
It goes right through the middle of Portland from one end to the other.
We are taking years and years of cleanup effort and Billions and Billions of dollars now.
I can pretty much guarantee it won't get done in my lifetime.
Now is the time to hold the EPA's feet to the fire and make them clean that shit up the right way and make it a permanent fix, not throw Band Aids at it.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Serial Assholery
This guy has some fucking issues.
He also has big balls, egging a cop while he was investigating who was throwing the eggs.
Now that they caught his ass I hope the older gentleman gets some justice.
This is what a douchebag alleged egg throwing butt muncher looks like.
I'm thinking that being such a serial dickhead that has cost the cops hundreds of hours worth of PITA legwork is going to figure in on his sentencing maybe.
He also has big balls, egging a cop while he was investigating who was throwing the eggs.
Now that they caught his ass I hope the older gentleman gets some justice.
Man arrested for egging 85-year-old neighbor's house over 100 times
This is what a douchebag alleged egg throwing butt muncher looks like.
Jason E. Kozan, 30, was charged by police in Euclid, Ohio with vandalizing his 85-year-old neighbor's house more than 100 times by pelting it with eggs.
From an earlier article atCleveland.com before Kozan was arrested:
Investigators have taken several different approaches to nabbing the eggers, including installing a surveillance camera on the house.
Detectives even collected some eggshell samples and tested them in a crime lab. The eggs were traced back to a local Amish farm, but the trail ended there.
Clemens says the culprits either have access to a large supply of eggs or are stealing them from businesses that throw them out when they go bad. Detectives have followed this thread, visiting local restaurants and businesses asking about missing eggs.
They've also tried collecting fingerprints from eggshells, but Houser said that's an impossible task. When an egg breaks, it releases proteins that destroy DNA.
Officers have gone door to door questioning neighbors and handing out fliers. Nobody has come forward with any tips.
"The person or people who are doing it have remained very tight-lipped apparently," Houser said. "I would imagine it would be hard to keep a secret of something that had been done hundreds of times and for nobody to step forward to talk about it."
The guilty parties don't appear to be intimidated by police interest in the case. An officer last year was taking a report when a barrage of eggs was launched at the house. One hit him in the foot.
Houser said he's never seen this level of vandalism in his 20 years of police work. It's frustrated the whole department, which has dedicated hundreds of hours toward solving the egging mystery.
The judge set Kozan's bond at $2,000
I'm thinking that being such a serial dickhead that has cost the cops hundreds of hours worth of PITA legwork is going to figure in on his sentencing maybe.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Metallica’s ‘Master of Puppets’ Selected for Preservation by U.S. Library of Congress
Right on.
I love that album.
I have been a metal head since long before the term was coined and I can remember when I first ever even heard of a band named Metallica way back in the early 80's.
I was living in San Jose and working as a road mechanic for an outfit that rented construction equipment in Santa Clara. There was a big blond kid working kind of as a yard boy/ office helper there in his late teens, early twenties. I can't remember his name now but I can kind of still see his face.
He wasn't too bright as I recall but one thing that I'll never forget about him was that his Dad was an Undertaker.
We were out in the equipment yard one day bullshitting about nothing much and the subject of music came up. I told him that I liked heavy metal and his eyes lit up like little neon signs.
He told me to hold on and that he would be right back.
He went out to his car and came back with a cassette tape and told me that I needed to listen to it.
I asked who it was and he said it was some local band from the Bay Area that he had seen in some nightclub a few weeks before called Metallica.
He had a friend of a friend who had gotten him the tape.
That tape is probably worth some serious money right now if it still exists, it was a Pirated tape of some of their early gigs at the local night clubs.
I stuck it in the tape player at home and started listening to it and pretty soon I had that fucker cranked up and was loving it.
This was right before they hit it big and released their first album.
I was a huge Metallica fan for a lot of years but they did what a lot of big rock and roll bands do and started playing around with their style and doing gigs with symphonies and shit and it kind of turned me off. I liked their early stuff a lot but the last few albums just didn't do it for me.
Master of Puppets and Ride The Lightning have always been a couple of favorites of mine and it does my heart good to see that they have been included in our National history officially now.
They changed the music scene dramatically when they first came out and left a lasting imprint.
Master of Puppets is the one that started the ball rolling.
I love that album.
I have been a metal head since long before the term was coined and I can remember when I first ever even heard of a band named Metallica way back in the early 80's.
I was living in San Jose and working as a road mechanic for an outfit that rented construction equipment in Santa Clara. There was a big blond kid working kind of as a yard boy/ office helper there in his late teens, early twenties. I can't remember his name now but I can kind of still see his face.
He wasn't too bright as I recall but one thing that I'll never forget about him was that his Dad was an Undertaker.
We were out in the equipment yard one day bullshitting about nothing much and the subject of music came up. I told him that I liked heavy metal and his eyes lit up like little neon signs.
He told me to hold on and that he would be right back.
He went out to his car and came back with a cassette tape and told me that I needed to listen to it.
I asked who it was and he said it was some local band from the Bay Area that he had seen in some nightclub a few weeks before called Metallica.
He had a friend of a friend who had gotten him the tape.
That tape is probably worth some serious money right now if it still exists, it was a Pirated tape of some of their early gigs at the local night clubs.
I stuck it in the tape player at home and started listening to it and pretty soon I had that fucker cranked up and was loving it.
This was right before they hit it big and released their first album.
I was a huge Metallica fan for a lot of years but they did what a lot of big rock and roll bands do and started playing around with their style and doing gigs with symphonies and shit and it kind of turned me off. I liked their early stuff a lot but the last few albums just didn't do it for me.
Master of Puppets and Ride The Lightning have always been a couple of favorites of mine and it does my heart good to see that they have been included in our National history officially now.
They changed the music scene dramatically when they first came out and left a lasting imprint.
Master of Puppets is the one that started the ball rolling.
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Are All You Breathless Trump Fans Paying Attention Here?
Because what he is calling for here should scare the piss out of you.
I'm telling you once again, the man is a Dictator waiting to happen.
He obviously has no grasp of the seriousness of what he is asking here.
We have been here and done that and it permanently tarnished our reputation without doing a single thing to make anyone any safer.
As far as I'm concerned, he is condoning torture on behalf of the United States of America.
Let that sink in for a minute.
You want to let this guy have control of the Levers of Power?
I mean Fuck Hillary, there is no choice there but Trump is proving to me to be exactly what I thought he would be.
The lesser of two evils is still evil.
I'm telling you once again, the man is a Dictator waiting to happen.
He obviously has no grasp of the seriousness of what he is asking here.
We have been here and done that and it permanently tarnished our reputation without doing a single thing to make anyone any safer.
As far as I'm concerned, he is condoning torture on behalf of the United States of America.
Trump urges waterboarding and more after Brussels attacks
Republican presidential front-runner Donald Trump said on Tuesday that the United States should use waterboarding and other harsh interrogation techniques when questioning terror suspects, and renewed his call for tougher U.S. border security after the attacks in Brussels.
The billionaire businessman, in an interview on NBC's "Today" program, said authorities "should be able to do whatever they have to do" to gain information in an effort to thwart future attacks.
"Waterboarding would be fine. If they can expand the laws, I would do a lot more than waterboarding," Trump said, adding he believed torture could spark useful leads for officials. "You have to get the information from these people."
Waterboarding, the practice of pouring water over someone’s face to simulate drowning as an interrogation tactic, was banned by President Barack Obama days after he took office in 2009. Critics call it torture.
"I am in the camp where you have to get the information, and you have to get it rapidly," Trump said, adding "liberal" laws in Europe had made it hard to counter potential attacks.
Let that sink in for a minute.
You want to let this guy have control of the Levers of Power?
I mean Fuck Hillary, there is no choice there but Trump is proving to me to be exactly what I thought he would be.
The lesser of two evils is still evil.
Monday, March 21, 2016
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Umm, Yeah, I Think I Might Have Over Done It A Bit
Fuck.
That list of shit that needs to get done isn't getting any shorter and I am the fucking guy who has to get it done.
So, I dragged my ass out in that disaster area some people call a garage and started in.
If you think I'm kidding, see for yourself.
This is pretty much what it looked like after we got done throwing shit in there when we moved.
Nice, huh.
Somehow, I need to make a hole big enough in that fucking mess to park a small car that has no roof on it so it doesn't get full of water anymore.
So I started rearranging shit on a shelf that is on one wall to start, then stacked a bunch of boxes on it to make just enough room to turn sideways in.
Of course this involved getting a ladder in there too.
Then the big project. I have had this heavy duty wooden shelving unit I have drug all over two counties for the last twenty five years that I have found comes in real handy for storing shit in.
I got to eyeballing this shelf on the wall and my unit and then got out the tape measure. Mine is 41 and1/4 inches high and a full 8 feet long.
The shelf on the wall has sagged in the middle but I'm thinking with a little upward pressure, take out a couple of too short as it is supports and I can slide my unit right under that fucker and get it the hell out of the middle of the doorway and use it for wasted space underneath the wall unit.
No small feat.
Away I go.
First off is to move a whole bunch of heavy shit away from the wall, naturally.
Then I had to take the back board I had put on it at the other place to keep shit from rolling off onto the floor behind it off.
You can tell that's where the shelving unit was, right in front of the fucking door. It was the last thing off the truck.
Then I got the little floor jack out and cranked the wall unit up until I started hearing cracking noises. That generally tells you that you are getting almost where you want to be.
Then it was Heave Ho and drag the heavy bastard around and push it up and under the wall unit.
I had to knock a shelf out and pull the nails to make room for the little transmissions. $1500 apiece for rebuilt ones, now you know why I am saving the motherfuckers.
As you can see, the wall unit has sagged even with the braces that were under it, one of which I have put back. I am going to have to shim the shit out of it to make it level.
I got all that done and turned around to grab a bolt bin to slide back onto the bottom shelf when all of a sudden I got real light headed to the point everything went white for a few seconds and I had to grab something to keep from falling over.
Here's yer sign, ya stubborn asshole.
I knew I was pushing it, I had started sweating about twenty minutes into this little project and not a healthy kind of sweat.
More like a icky, sticky, you are still sick you stupid sonofabitch and pushing it too hard kind of sweat.
So I grabbed a coke and came in and took a break for a bit before I went back out and snapped the pictures.
I gotta get this shit done and I am going to, period.
I just need to realize that even though the mind is willing, the flesh is weak.
It isn't totally because I haven't been feeling good either, I have noticed lately that I just don't have the fucking stamina that I used to and every time that hits me, I stop and realize that I'm not a fucking kid anymore. I'm 56 years old now and the reality of that is I just can't do as much as I used to, stubborn motherfucker or not.
This immediately causes me to want to double down because I have always been an independent bastard, I hate not being able to do shit I think I should be able to, or used to do.
That kind of stubborn ain't good though, so I have to make myself stop and go take a fucking break.
Such is life. It beats the alternative.
So I'll be back out there in a little bit, after I take a bit more of a break. I already see that I'm not going to get as much done as I want but so fucking be it.
Before I work too damn hard again, I am going to make myself stop, go in and take a shower to get the Ick off me and then get something to eat. I might even take a nap later.
Just remember though, you fucking punks better stay off my lawn, dammit.
That list of shit that needs to get done isn't getting any shorter and I am the fucking guy who has to get it done.
So, I dragged my ass out in that disaster area some people call a garage and started in.
If you think I'm kidding, see for yourself.
This is pretty much what it looked like after we got done throwing shit in there when we moved.
Nice, huh.
Somehow, I need to make a hole big enough in that fucking mess to park a small car that has no roof on it so it doesn't get full of water anymore.
So I started rearranging shit on a shelf that is on one wall to start, then stacked a bunch of boxes on it to make just enough room to turn sideways in.
Of course this involved getting a ladder in there too.
Then the big project. I have had this heavy duty wooden shelving unit I have drug all over two counties for the last twenty five years that I have found comes in real handy for storing shit in.
I got to eyeballing this shelf on the wall and my unit and then got out the tape measure. Mine is 41 and1/4 inches high and a full 8 feet long.
The shelf on the wall has sagged in the middle but I'm thinking with a little upward pressure, take out a couple of too short as it is supports and I can slide my unit right under that fucker and get it the hell out of the middle of the doorway and use it for wasted space underneath the wall unit.
No small feat.
Away I go.
First off is to move a whole bunch of heavy shit away from the wall, naturally.
Then I had to take the back board I had put on it at the other place to keep shit from rolling off onto the floor behind it off.
You can tell that's where the shelving unit was, right in front of the fucking door. It was the last thing off the truck.
Then I got the little floor jack out and cranked the wall unit up until I started hearing cracking noises. That generally tells you that you are getting almost where you want to be.
Then it was Heave Ho and drag the heavy bastard around and push it up and under the wall unit.
I had to knock a shelf out and pull the nails to make room for the little transmissions. $1500 apiece for rebuilt ones, now you know why I am saving the motherfuckers.
As you can see, the wall unit has sagged even with the braces that were under it, one of which I have put back. I am going to have to shim the shit out of it to make it level.
I got all that done and turned around to grab a bolt bin to slide back onto the bottom shelf when all of a sudden I got real light headed to the point everything went white for a few seconds and I had to grab something to keep from falling over.
Here's yer sign, ya stubborn asshole.
I knew I was pushing it, I had started sweating about twenty minutes into this little project and not a healthy kind of sweat.
More like a icky, sticky, you are still sick you stupid sonofabitch and pushing it too hard kind of sweat.
So I grabbed a coke and came in and took a break for a bit before I went back out and snapped the pictures.
I gotta get this shit done and I am going to, period.
I just need to realize that even though the mind is willing, the flesh is weak.
It isn't totally because I haven't been feeling good either, I have noticed lately that I just don't have the fucking stamina that I used to and every time that hits me, I stop and realize that I'm not a fucking kid anymore. I'm 56 years old now and the reality of that is I just can't do as much as I used to, stubborn motherfucker or not.
This immediately causes me to want to double down because I have always been an independent bastard, I hate not being able to do shit I think I should be able to, or used to do.
That kind of stubborn ain't good though, so I have to make myself stop and go take a fucking break.
Such is life. It beats the alternative.
So I'll be back out there in a little bit, after I take a bit more of a break. I already see that I'm not going to get as much done as I want but so fucking be it.
Before I work too damn hard again, I am going to make myself stop, go in and take a shower to get the Ick off me and then get something to eat. I might even take a nap later.
Just remember though, you fucking punks better stay off my lawn, dammit.
Saturday, March 19, 2016
I'm Not Dead Yet, I Just Feel Like It
Damn.
The wife was sick for 3 days this last week, some kind of stomach virus.
You know the drill, throwing up and diarrhea. Basically everything coming out all at once from both ends.
The poor dear was just miserable and there wasn't much of anything I could do to make it better.
I am still getting over that cold I caught, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be but it is still lingering and have basically felt flat out exhausted for quite a while anyways after all the stress from the move and working my home sick ass off all the time.
I came home Thursday and fell down into my recliner after work, wore the fuck out.
I wound up falling asleep in the damn thing and woke up Friday morning feeling like shit. Fifteen minutes after I woke up, it was on.
First the puking.
Running back and forth heaving my guts out until there was nothing left. I laid back down in the chair for about a half hour then the next phase hit.
Shittin' my brains out.
Then puking again. Back and forth with it for about three hours.
I was so fucking exhausted that I grabbed a blanket and fell back down in the chair and basically slept all day after that until 11:30 when the wife came home from wherever she had been.
I got up and went to bed and slept all night until Noon today.
Fever dreams, weak as a kitten and the whole works.
I hadn't eaten anything in 36 hours and I'm still not hungry but am trying to get around some scrambled eggs and I know I'm dehydrated because I can feel it. Just fucking peachy.
I have been sick already more this year than I have in the last three years put together.
It really sucks, there is a list of shit I need to get done a mile long and I don't feel like doing anything besides crashing out in this chair and vegetating for another day at least.
The wife was sick for 3 days this last week, some kind of stomach virus.
You know the drill, throwing up and diarrhea. Basically everything coming out all at once from both ends.
The poor dear was just miserable and there wasn't much of anything I could do to make it better.
I am still getting over that cold I caught, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be but it is still lingering and have basically felt flat out exhausted for quite a while anyways after all the stress from the move and working my home sick ass off all the time.
I came home Thursday and fell down into my recliner after work, wore the fuck out.
I wound up falling asleep in the damn thing and woke up Friday morning feeling like shit. Fifteen minutes after I woke up, it was on.
First the puking.
Running back and forth heaving my guts out until there was nothing left. I laid back down in the chair for about a half hour then the next phase hit.
Shittin' my brains out.
Then puking again. Back and forth with it for about three hours.
I was so fucking exhausted that I grabbed a blanket and fell back down in the chair and basically slept all day after that until 11:30 when the wife came home from wherever she had been.
I got up and went to bed and slept all night until Noon today.
Fever dreams, weak as a kitten and the whole works.
I hadn't eaten anything in 36 hours and I'm still not hungry but am trying to get around some scrambled eggs and I know I'm dehydrated because I can feel it. Just fucking peachy.
I have been sick already more this year than I have in the last three years put together.
It really sucks, there is a list of shit I need to get done a mile long and I don't feel like doing anything besides crashing out in this chair and vegetating for another day at least.
Friday, March 18, 2016
3 Types Of BumbleBee Chunk Light Tuna Recalled For Potential Adverse Health Concerns
Please check your cans if you have bought any lately and look for a "T".
Throw them away if you find any.
My bold.
The company advises consumers to throw away the recalled product.
For more information visit Bumble Bee’s website.
Article copied ver batim from Fox News as a public safety alert.
Throw them away if you find any.
Bumble Bee Foods announced the recall of three types of their Chunk Light Tuna due to problems in the commercial sterilization process.
In an announcement posted on their website, the company said that the process deviations could result in contamination by spoilage organisms or pathogens, which could lead to life-threatening illness if the products are consumed.
A total of 31,579 cases produced in February 2016 and distributed nationally were included in the recall. The products are marked with a can code that starts with a “T.”
The three products involved in the recall are 5 ounce Bumble Bee Chunk Light Tuna in Water, 5 ounce Bumble Bee Chunk Light Tuna in Oil and 4 pack of 5 ounce Bumble Bee Chunk Light Tuna in Water.
My bold.
The company advises consumers to throw away the recalled product.
For more information visit Bumble Bee’s website.
Article copied ver batim from Fox News as a public safety alert.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Irritating Assholes, Part Two Hundred Twenty Six Million
I can tell you right now that if I worked around such an annoying twit as this that I would be walking around all damn day eating large chunks of Bar B Que'd Beef with my fingers and wiping the sauce off on my shirt. Better yet, now that I think about it, Pork Chops would be even better. Then she could watch me gnaw the meat right off the bone and I could leave little piles of bones laying around.
I love cold Pork Chops.
I love cold Pork Chops.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Is Hillary Destined To Be The Next Best Gun Salesman In The World?
I believe it's looking that way.
The GOP is going to use every underhanded tactic in the book to derail Trump and apparently the FBI has been hobbled when it comes to indicting the woman.
Bernie is done and that leaves a fractured Republican offering.
Do the math.
If that woman gets handed the Whitehouse you can expect gun and ammunition sales to explode.
Mark my words.
The GOP is going to use every underhanded tactic in the book to derail Trump and apparently the FBI has been hobbled when it comes to indicting the woman.
Bernie is done and that leaves a fractured Republican offering.
Do the math.
If that woman gets handed the Whitehouse you can expect gun and ammunition sales to explode.
Mark my words.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Sugar Coating Biometric Tracking; Amazon Wants To Use Your "Selfie" Instead Of A Password When Paying
Isn't that just cute?
It sounds so innocuous doesn't it?
You know the evil minions amongst our government types are rubbing their hands together in anticipation of this going live.
Amazon.com wants to let you pay with a selfie
As if anyone needed yet another reason to take a selfie, but Amazon is giving us one anyway. The online retail giant has filed a patent application for a payment system that lets you purchase goods with your smiling face. Amazon’s rationale for moving in this direction seems to be based on all the flaws and hassles associated with more typical passwords.
The company knows many of its customers are using password apps, which can leave a mobile device vulnerable if stolen, and it cites the hassle of having to turn away from your friends when entering a password is necessary – because that’s a huge hassle. Amazon’s patent application suggests that the biometrically-based system would use a mobile device’s front-facing camera to capture an image to verify identity and finalize the purchase.
Future iterations of the system could also utilize 3D image detection by way of infrared or thermals sensors. Being the trendsetter that it is, if Amazon presses forward with this plan, it’s likely we’ll be paying with selfies elsewhere, like at the gas station, grocery store, and the coffee shop, places where we always tend to look our best…
It's for your convenience citizen, don't worry about those nagging doubts about potential abuse, we'll take good care of you.....
Can you say National Database?
I can.
Hillary Caught Lying Yet Again About Lybia.
The woman wouldn't know the truth if it walked up and introduced its self.
Time and again she has been caught lying and the MSM just gives her another pass. This time, they are calling it a "gaffe".
Lets speak plainly here, she's a proven liar. Call it what it is.
If you think that I am being a bit harsh on the woman then sit your ass down and watch her lie for 13 minutes straight, then get back to me.
Who are you going to believe, her or your lying eyes?
Time and again she has been caught lying and the MSM just gives her another pass. This time, they are calling it a "gaffe".
Lets speak plainly here, she's a proven liar. Call it what it is.
Clinton commits Benghazi gaffe, saying US 'didn't lose a single person' in Libya
Earlier the same damn day her campaign workers went into overdrive trying to cover her ass after she lied about putting a bunch of coal workers out of jobs.Democratic presidential front-runner Hillary Clinton committed her second gaffe in as many days on the campaign trail Monday night, claiming that the U.S. "didn't lose a single person" in Libya during her time as secretary of state.
Clinton made the comment defending her push for regime change in the war-torn North African nation at an Illinois town hall hosted by MSNBC.
"Now, is Libya perfect? It isn't," Clinton said. After contrasting her approach toward Libya with the ongoing bloodshed in Syria's civil war, Clinton said "Libya was a different kind of calculation and we didn't lose a single person ... We didn’t have a problem in supporting our European and Arab allies in working with NATO."
Clinton made no mention of the Sept. 11, 2012 terror attack on the U.S. consulate in Benghazi, Libya that killed four Americans: U.S. Ambassador Chris Stevens, information officer Sean Smith, and former Navy SEALS Tyrone Woods and Glen Doherty.
Questions about the attack and its aftermath have dogged Clinton throughout her second run for the White House, with emails released by the State Department contradicting several aspects of her testimony before the House Select Committee investigating the attack.
"I'm the only candidate which has a policy about how to bring economic opportunity using clean renewable energy as the key into coal country," Clinton said, "because we're going to put a lot of coal miners and coal companies out of business."
With many workers in crucial primary states like Ohio and Illinois relying on such jobs, Clinton's campaign put out a statement stressing that, “Coal will remain a part of the energy mix for years to come” and Clinton’s plan would also safeguard workers’ retirement and health benefits.
Spokesman Brian Fallon said “no candidate in this race is more devoted to supporting coal communities than Hillary Clinton” and “any suggestions otherwise are false."
If you think that I am being a bit harsh on the woman then sit your ass down and watch her lie for 13 minutes straight, then get back to me.
Who are you going to believe, her or your lying eyes?
Sunday, March 13, 2016
The Kiss of Death
Run away Kasich!
Making a rare public appearance since he stepped down as Speaker of the House, John Boehner endorsed fellow Ohioan John Kasich during a speech on Saturday night. Ohio will go to the polls on Tuesday.
John Boehner Endorses John Kasich
Making a rare public appearance since he stepped down as Speaker of the House, John Boehner endorsed fellow Ohioan John Kasich during a speech on Saturday night. Ohio will go to the polls on Tuesday.
Now I want One Too
Just imagine the fun a guy could have with one of these things.
Double bonus points to the guy for doing it with a beer in his hand.
My kinda guy.
Double bonus points to the guy for doing it with a beer in his hand.
My kinda guy.
Chicago man arrested for using cellphone jammer on train
He’s a silent avenger.
Dennis Nicholl, a financial analyst at the University of Illinois Hospital in Chicago, was arrested this past week for fulfilling the dreams of many commuters worldwide: silencing cellphone conversations.
The epic saga began in late 2015, when Chicago residents noticed their calls being dropped or lacking service altogether while traveling on area trains. Chicago IT worker Brain Raida outed Nicholl as the cause after sharing a photo on Reddit of the man with the jammer in one hand and a can of beer in the other. The illegal device is capable of shutting down cellphone and radio signals throughout the vicinity.
“I think he liked the feeling of being in control of the car,” Aaron Robison, who witnessed Nicholl in action, told the Chicago Tribune. “It’s kind of a digital, ‘Stay off my lawn, you young people with your cellphones.’ ”
The Chicago Police Department, Chicago Transit Authority and the Federal Communications Commission conducted an undercover sting operation on March 8 to catch Nicholl in the act. He was charged with a felony, as jammers can shut off police radios and block emergency calls. He faces jail time and a fine of up to $100,000.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Exclusive Video Of Thugs In Chicago Disrupting Trump Speech
TPTB yanked the first version of this .
A MAJOR thank you to Irish for finding another version for me.
You are the man!
On Top of Everything Else, Now I Have A Wicked Chest Cold
Fuck me.
I felt a head cold coming on two days ago, yesterday it got worse as the day went on, I was sneezing all fucking day yesterday and last night it slammed me hard.
I slept in the recliner just so I could breathe.
I wake up this morning and my throat and my chest are on fire while at the same time I am sneezing and have turned into a snot factory.
It hurts like a motherfucker to cough and of course now my chest is filling up.
Double fuck me.
It never fails with me that I can't just get a head cold, every time, it goes straight to my chest.
I have shit to do and I ain't gonna get a fucking bit of it done now
I'll more than likely go get some Lights Out in a bottle, otherwise known as Nyquil, and just knock myself the fuck out so I can sleep through some of it.
Miserable fucking shit, I know EXACTLY where I got this fucking cold and would really like to give it back. This is going to be a really bad one, I can feel it and is going to drag the fuck on for weeks.
Son. of. a. bitch. do I hate being sick.
I felt a head cold coming on two days ago, yesterday it got worse as the day went on, I was sneezing all fucking day yesterday and last night it slammed me hard.
I slept in the recliner just so I could breathe.
I wake up this morning and my throat and my chest are on fire while at the same time I am sneezing and have turned into a snot factory.
It hurts like a motherfucker to cough and of course now my chest is filling up.
Double fuck me.
It never fails with me that I can't just get a head cold, every time, it goes straight to my chest.
I have shit to do and I ain't gonna get a fucking bit of it done now
I'll more than likely go get some Lights Out in a bottle, otherwise known as Nyquil, and just knock myself the fuck out so I can sleep through some of it.
Miserable fucking shit, I know EXACTLY where I got this fucking cold and would really like to give it back. This is going to be a really bad one, I can feel it and is going to drag the fuck on for weeks.
Son. of. a. bitch. do I hate being sick.
Friday, March 11, 2016
Fuck The Politics
There was a time when I was a political junkie believe it or not.
I followed political races for many years until I sat back and started adding up all the hinky shit that I had read about over the years and finally realized the whole fucking game is rigged from one end to the other. From dead people voting to hanging fucking chads and electronic voting machines that switch your vote right before your very eyes.
All the district gerrymandering, the graft, corruption and out right law breaking that is involved finally took it's toll and I shut it off.
This election year I have been mildly interested in only as an outsider looking in because I am all done voting for the lesser of two evils.
Once again I am seeing stories about sneaky backroom bullshit and the whole thing is just entertainment to me at this point. I really don't give a damn who gets in the Whitehouse anymore. It doesn't matter because not one single candidate has the best interests of this country at heart, it's all about the power to these people.
Only already rich people need apply in the first place anymore and just how much in common with rich people do you have?
I've met quite a few rich people in my day and have found that not only do we have very little in common but that I found I really didn't care for them and actually actively disliked most of them after only a short while.
When you have people like Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump out there rubbing elbows with the commoners they so desperately hate it just reinforces my dislike of politics even more. Phony sonsabitches to the core of their being. They don't give a fuck about you, your community, your city, state or anything else unless you have a very large check you are waving in their face.
The only thing I can guarantee about this election is that this country is going to accelerate into a more militarized police state than it is already and that there is no saving this country anymore, it's too far gone.
At this point I am writing off the national politics and most of the regional stuff too.
Maybe some of the more local races I may start paying attention to but for the most part I am all done with the politics in this country.
I have more important and immediate problems to keep me occupied.
I'm just hoping my dead father isn't voting for Hillary, he really didn't like that bitch.
I followed political races for many years until I sat back and started adding up all the hinky shit that I had read about over the years and finally realized the whole fucking game is rigged from one end to the other. From dead people voting to hanging fucking chads and electronic voting machines that switch your vote right before your very eyes.
All the district gerrymandering, the graft, corruption and out right law breaking that is involved finally took it's toll and I shut it off.
This election year I have been mildly interested in only as an outsider looking in because I am all done voting for the lesser of two evils.
Once again I am seeing stories about sneaky backroom bullshit and the whole thing is just entertainment to me at this point. I really don't give a damn who gets in the Whitehouse anymore. It doesn't matter because not one single candidate has the best interests of this country at heart, it's all about the power to these people.
Only already rich people need apply in the first place anymore and just how much in common with rich people do you have?
I've met quite a few rich people in my day and have found that not only do we have very little in common but that I found I really didn't care for them and actually actively disliked most of them after only a short while.
When you have people like Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump out there rubbing elbows with the commoners they so desperately hate it just reinforces my dislike of politics even more. Phony sonsabitches to the core of their being. They don't give a fuck about you, your community, your city, state or anything else unless you have a very large check you are waving in their face.
The only thing I can guarantee about this election is that this country is going to accelerate into a more militarized police state than it is already and that there is no saving this country anymore, it's too far gone.
At this point I am writing off the national politics and most of the regional stuff too.
Maybe some of the more local races I may start paying attention to but for the most part I am all done with the politics in this country.
I have more important and immediate problems to keep me occupied.
I'm just hoping my dead father isn't voting for Hillary, he really didn't like that bitch.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Oh Almighty Government, May I Please Have Your Permission To Defend Myself?
I finally went downtown the other day and applied for a concealed weapons permit.
I have been meaning to do that for a very long time and have just been letting it slide out of sheer laziness and forgetfulness.
For one thing, I absolutely detest going anywhere near downtown, it never fails to be a lesson in frustration just finding a place to park just for starts.
After circling around Mini Mordor a couple of times I finally found a spot just across the street from the courthouse.
Then the fun begins.
I had to dig out a bunch of change to pay the rent on the parking spot. I made sure the meter was full because they have some of their lower level revenue generating minions patrolling that area like flies on shit writing parking tickets for expired meters.
Then knowing full well what was coming next, I had to completely empty all twelve pockets of everything even remotely viewed as contraband by the Gatekeepers in front at the metal detecting station at the courthouse entry.
You wouldn't believe the amount of crap I lug around on a daily basis, even I was surprised.
One folding pocket knife, a full size razor knife, a miniature razor knife,a small pair of slip joint pliers, a 4 inch crescent wrench, a 6 inch crescent wrench, three Bic lighters, various nuts, bolts and screws, three bucks in change, two packs of cigarettes,my cell phone,three different sets of keys,one on a retractable chain gizmo, a small folding pocket magnifying glass,3 pens, 1 Sharpie felt pen, two pen lights, 2 pocket flip screwdrivers and a 6 inch sliding measuring stick.
It filled up a hard hat.
Then into the courthouse where I had to basically disrobe. My coat, hoodie, hat, wallet and belt onto the conveyor, then the hand wand which caught the necklace I had forgotten, the buttons and zippers on my pants and boots and the three metal pins in my mouth that hold some fake teeth in. That fucker was sensitive!
All that to find out that the Sheriffs office was behind the courthouse and I could have avoided all this hassle by walking around the courthouse to the building behind it.
GRRR.
Walk into the Sheriffs office complex,talk to the clerk, fill out a bunch of forms, pay the fifty bucks and then wait for the other clerk who just went on break to do the finger prints.
Get all that crap done and now they will let me know in thirty days if they will allow me to carry concealed.
Washington is a "Shall Issue" state so I see no reason the bastards won't give me one. I have no felony convictions and no domestic violence record. I also have had to pass the Federal background check on a few occasions already so that shouldn't be an issue either so as far as I can tell, just send me the fucking thing.
All this just to get governments permission to carry a pistol under my shirt.
Shall Not Be Infringed my aching, fucking, ass.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
The Sound of Silence, Simon and Garfunkles Famous Hit Redone And It's Incredible.
David Draiman is the lead singer for a Heavy Metal band called Disturbed and has an exceptional voice with a lot of range. From smooth, almost angelic, to rip your face off .
This is NOT a Heavy Metal version of this song. It is his taking this song to a level that is hard to believe while staying true to the original music and tune. It is very tasteful.
There is no screaming, no electric guitars, he just takes a relatively mellow song and turns it into something powerful with his voice.
The guy owns it.
This is NOT a Heavy Metal version of this song. It is his taking this song to a level that is hard to believe while staying true to the original music and tune. It is very tasteful.
There is no screaming, no electric guitars, he just takes a relatively mellow song and turns it into something powerful with his voice.
The guy owns it.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Netanyahu Snubs Obama
Heh heh heh. That kind of politics takes balls.
Israel's Netanyahu declines offer to meet with Obama: White House
Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu has declined an offer to meet U.S. President Barack Obama at the White House later this month and canceled his trip to Washington, the White House said on Monday.
Netanyahu's decision to nix his U.S. visit marked the latest episode in a fraught relationship with Obama that has yet to recover from their deep differences over last year's U.S.-led international nuclear deal with Iran, Israel's arch foe.
The White House said the Israeli government had requested a Netanyahu meeting with Obama on either March 18 or 19 and that two weeks ago he was offered a March 18 encounter.
"We were looking forward to hosting the bilateral meeting, and we were surprised to first learn via media reports that the prime minister, rather than accept our invitation, opted to cancel his visit," White House spokesman Ned Price said in an emailed statement. "Reports that we were not able to accommodate the prime minister's schedule are false," he said.
Monday, March 7, 2016
A Court Says The Heads Of A Dozen Federal Agencies Are Ineligible For The Positions They Hold And Their Actions Are Void
Boy, oh boy, oh boy.
Reading this article, it looks like there could be a showdown coming here that will wind up at the Supreme Court.
Go read the rest, this could be a serious issue, right in the middle of an election year.
Reading this article, it looks like there could be a showdown coming here that will wind up at the Supreme Court.
Are actions of a dozen officials in various agencies void because court says they are ineligible for office?
For an agency still reeling from a massive cybertheft affecting a population almost the size of Australia’s, the Office of Personnel Management (OPM) does not need a legal opinion that says its chief is illegitimate.
That’s the case with Beth Cobert’s status as acting OPM director. Once President Obama nominated her to the full-time position, she was not eligible to be acting director, according to a letter to her from Inspector General Patrick E. McFarland. Furthermore, he said any actions she has taken since her nomination in November are invalid.
If that sent a shock wave through OPM, it also could be felt in other agencies. A decision by a panel of the U.S. Court of Appeals for the District of Columbia “casts a legal cloud over a wide variety of acting government officers, past and present,” the Justice Department said in a petition filed with the court in October.
But Cobert doesn’t appear worried.
“Let me be clear,” she said in a message to OPM employees Thursday. “My service as Acting Director comes at the direction of the President, based on decades of bipartisan precedent and longstanding legal guidance from the Department of Justice. All of this gives me and the White House great confidence in my legal status as Acting Director.”
She cited a White House statement that said “We firmly believe that Acting Director Cobert is acting within the confines of the law.”
McFarland, who leaves office Friday, disagrees.
McFarland said a court decision on the Federal Vacancies Reform Act “prohibits your serving as the Acting Director of the U.S. Office of Personnel Management (OPM) as of November 10, 2015, the date that the President nominated you to the Senate for appointment as Director of OPM. Moreover, under the FVRA, any actions taken by you since the date of your nomination are void…”
Go read the rest, this could be a serious issue, right in the middle of an election year.
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Now That's a Mouth Full
Some quiz I found that says it determines your political leanings.
You are a: Right-Leaning Anarchist Isolationist Nationalist Moderate
Collectivism score: -33%
Authoritarianism score: -100% (!)
Internationalism score: -67%
Tribalism score: 17%
Liberalism score: 0%
Where is my brother?
Ya see that dude?
ZERO LIBERALISM!!
My transformation is complete, I have arrived on The Dark Side!
MWAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!
You are a: Right-Leaning Anarchist Isolationist Nationalist Moderate
Collectivism score: -33%
Authoritarianism score: -100% (!)
Internationalism score: -67%
Tribalism score: 17%
Liberalism score: 0%
Explanation key:
Collectivism refers economic intervention, whether the society or state should intervene in the economy to redistribute wealth from the more to the less successful. The negative percentages indicate opposition to such intervention.
Authoritarianism refers to state power to control the actions of individuals to prevent them from harming others or themselves, and also to establish the will of the majority over society. Negative percentages indicate opposition to state power.
Internationalism refers to political involvement in other nations or global affairs, either via war, treaty or international organizations. Negative percentages indicate isolationist beliefs, and the belief in national sovereignty.
Tribalism refers to identity or nationalism, favoring your own nation over foreigners. Negative percentages indicate opposition to national or ethnic identity and oriented towards pan-humanism.
Liberalism refers to acceptance of historically illegal or immoral social practices or customs. Negative percentages indicate opposition to such acceptance.
Where is my brother?
Ya see that dude?
ZERO LIBERALISM!!
My transformation is complete, I have arrived on The Dark Side!
MWAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!
Coming Soon; The Little Rat Lives
Twenty five years I have been fucking with this little piece of shit.
I can think of only one bolt on this entire car that I have not had off at least once, one of the two that holds the handbrake lever on.
I have headached with it, spent way too much money on it, bled, cursed at and thrashed on it.
In those twenty five years of owning this fucking thing, I guarantee you that I have put less than three thousand miles on it because it was always broke down for one reason or another and I never had enough money to fix it.
It was pretty close to being done at one point, I had all the body work done and had it painted, all it needed was the interior and the top put on.
The whole time I owned it though, I was drinking.
Right after I had it painted, the little fucker broke down again and it pissed me off to the point that I said fuck it, I don't fucking care anymore.
It sat outside in the weather, the tarp blew off and I didn't care and it got all fucked up all over again. I didn't have a garage to put it in at the time.
Moss ate through the paint on the nose and it got full of water inside.
Then I got married again and quit drinking, had a garage for a few years and started it on it again.
One of the last things I did when we were moving out of the old place was to call a flat bed tow truck to the house and haul the miserable sonofabitch off to the professionals.I know when I am licked and when to let those who do this crap for a living take over.
It's got a brand new engine in it that I couldn't get running to save my life and I was out of time and patience.The twin side draft carburetors were all fucked up.Basically a collection of 50 year old used parts scrounged here and there.
These guys are good.
They do Concourse restoration quality work on old British cars.
They ain't cheap but the results are already worth it.
They got it running and tell me it runs really good.
I am having them redo all the brakes, front wheel bearings, set the toe in on the front end, replace all the radiator hoses and am going to have them bolt the windshield down after they find a skinny little rod that broke off that is a tension strut for the middle of the windshield to body point and also where the rear view mirror mounts.
So far I am into them $800 and it is worth every. single. penny..
I am going to drive that little fucker out of there when they are done.
Then I am going to have a new top put on the bastard to keep the rain out, get the carpets and interior redone and fucking drive it. I don't give a shit if it's pretty anymore.
My buddy nicknamed it Spot.
He said if I ever get hit by a truck that the only thing left will be a messy spot.
I believe him, the thing is basically a Street Legal Go Kart. Compare it to the garage door for scale.
I can think of only one bolt on this entire car that I have not had off at least once, one of the two that holds the handbrake lever on.
I have headached with it, spent way too much money on it, bled, cursed at and thrashed on it.
In those twenty five years of owning this fucking thing, I guarantee you that I have put less than three thousand miles on it because it was always broke down for one reason or another and I never had enough money to fix it.
It was pretty close to being done at one point, I had all the body work done and had it painted, all it needed was the interior and the top put on.
The whole time I owned it though, I was drinking.
Right after I had it painted, the little fucker broke down again and it pissed me off to the point that I said fuck it, I don't fucking care anymore.
It sat outside in the weather, the tarp blew off and I didn't care and it got all fucked up all over again. I didn't have a garage to put it in at the time.
Moss ate through the paint on the nose and it got full of water inside.
Then I got married again and quit drinking, had a garage for a few years and started it on it again.
One of the last things I did when we were moving out of the old place was to call a flat bed tow truck to the house and haul the miserable sonofabitch off to the professionals.I know when I am licked and when to let those who do this crap for a living take over.
It's got a brand new engine in it that I couldn't get running to save my life and I was out of time and patience.The twin side draft carburetors were all fucked up.Basically a collection of 50 year old used parts scrounged here and there.
These guys are good.
They do Concourse restoration quality work on old British cars.
They ain't cheap but the results are already worth it.
They got it running and tell me it runs really good.
I am having them redo all the brakes, front wheel bearings, set the toe in on the front end, replace all the radiator hoses and am going to have them bolt the windshield down after they find a skinny little rod that broke off that is a tension strut for the middle of the windshield to body point and also where the rear view mirror mounts.
So far I am into them $800 and it is worth every. single. penny..
I am going to drive that little fucker out of there when they are done.
Then I am going to have a new top put on the bastard to keep the rain out, get the carpets and interior redone and fucking drive it. I don't give a shit if it's pretty anymore.
My buddy nicknamed it Spot.
He said if I ever get hit by a truck that the only thing left will be a messy spot.
I believe him, the thing is basically a Street Legal Go Kart. Compare it to the garage door for scale.
Friday, March 4, 2016
Very Busy Right Now
I'm trying to take care of a bunch of shit before I go to work and don't have time for this today.
The wife is still furious at me and won't even be around me, let alone talk to me.
The fact that the bullshit with that old landlord has damaged my marriage is unforgivable.
I love my wife very much but I had to make that shit stop with him so I cut a deal with him against her wishes.
It was out of control and messing with my work on top of my marriage.
When I say out of control, it is a major understatement.
Anyways, I have things to do.
Later.
The wife is still furious at me and won't even be around me, let alone talk to me.
The fact that the bullshit with that old landlord has damaged my marriage is unforgivable.
I love my wife very much but I had to make that shit stop with him so I cut a deal with him against her wishes.
It was out of control and messing with my work on top of my marriage.
When I say out of control, it is a major understatement.
Anyways, I have things to do.
Later.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Almost Done
This absolute fucking nightmare with the old landlord finally came to a head today.
The motherfucker went so far over the line this time I had to make it stop.
He knew it too because I unloaded on his ass finally.
When this is all said and done then I will fill you in on what has been going on with this but since legal action hasn't been ruled out yet I am going to keep it to myself for the moment. I can tell you that you aren't going to believe how incredibly fucked up this mess has been.
This has completely disrupted our lives, cost me thousands of dollars, so much stress that I am amazed I haven't stroked out from it, fucked with my wife, my work and now my marriage.
The amount of bullshit I am talking about will amaze you. Every time I think we have things worked out to get finished with these people, something goes haywire. Every motherfucking day it is something new and winds up costing me more money.
I mean it, every single day.
What we have gone through with this is unforgivable and it's all because of one miserably unhappy woman who seems to have a single goal in life, to make everyone she comes in contact just as miserable as she is. She is quite good at it too. She is also smart enough not to fuck with me face to face because she knows what will happen if she does.
It isn't over yet and my wife is so pissed off at me she has vowed not to even talk to me for a very long time because of it but I made a deal with this asshole to make him go away and I am going to stick with it despite her being pissed. There comes a time when a guy has to make a stand and I am there. This has been non stop for over two weeks and has been so all consuming that we still haven't unpacked one fucking box in this new house. Calling me and fucking with me while I was at work tonight was the last straw. I was busy and it devolved to the point that I was trying to deal with three different people on the phone at the same time while my boss was yelling at me to get back to work.
It either stops now or it is going to spiral out of control because now I'm pissed off to the point of no return.
The motherfucker went so far over the line this time I had to make it stop.
He knew it too because I unloaded on his ass finally.
When this is all said and done then I will fill you in on what has been going on with this but since legal action hasn't been ruled out yet I am going to keep it to myself for the moment. I can tell you that you aren't going to believe how incredibly fucked up this mess has been.
This has completely disrupted our lives, cost me thousands of dollars, so much stress that I am amazed I haven't stroked out from it, fucked with my wife, my work and now my marriage.
The amount of bullshit I am talking about will amaze you. Every time I think we have things worked out to get finished with these people, something goes haywire. Every motherfucking day it is something new and winds up costing me more money.
I mean it, every single day.
What we have gone through with this is unforgivable and it's all because of one miserably unhappy woman who seems to have a single goal in life, to make everyone she comes in contact just as miserable as she is. She is quite good at it too. She is also smart enough not to fuck with me face to face because she knows what will happen if she does.
It isn't over yet and my wife is so pissed off at me she has vowed not to even talk to me for a very long time because of it but I made a deal with this asshole to make him go away and I am going to stick with it despite her being pissed. There comes a time when a guy has to make a stand and I am there. This has been non stop for over two weeks and has been so all consuming that we still haven't unpacked one fucking box in this new house. Calling me and fucking with me while I was at work tonight was the last straw. I was busy and it devolved to the point that I was trying to deal with three different people on the phone at the same time while my boss was yelling at me to get back to work.
It either stops now or it is going to spiral out of control because now I'm pissed off to the point of no return.
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Connectivity Issues (Updated)
I have been struggling to get back on the internet since two in the morning. Something is fucked up somewhere and I got lucky enough to catch this brief window. It's either molasses in December slow or non existent. See ya's when it gets fixed.
Update,
This is the craziest shit I believe I have ever seen when it comes to Comcast/Xfinity.
I have limited internet access.
VERY, limited.
I can get to my Gmail account, Blogger, My Blog and any other Blogger based Blog on my Blogroll and if I use the built in YAHOO browser on this laptop I can get to their news and results but no search works.
No WordPress sites, No search results, NOTHING else.
Fuckin' BIZARRE!
It isn't just this laptop either.
I dug out my old one and I can't even get online at all.
That one was always extremely sensitive to the WIFI signal and would go out long before any other devices in the house, even before it said there was no service.
Update,
This is the craziest shit I believe I have ever seen when it comes to Comcast/Xfinity.
I have limited internet access.
VERY, limited.
I can get to my Gmail account, Blogger, My Blog and any other Blogger based Blog on my Blogroll and if I use the built in YAHOO browser on this laptop I can get to their news and results but no search works.
No WordPress sites, No search results, NOTHING else.
Fuckin' BIZARRE!
It isn't just this laptop either.
I dug out my old one and I can't even get online at all.
That one was always extremely sensitive to the WIFI signal and would go out long before any other devices in the house, even before it said there was no service.
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