Don't Judge les thee wants to be judged theeselve

This is my last post. I didn't start this thing so that I could be judged by those with clouded visions. I was merely trying to vent. But, I think it would be safer for me to share these thing with people closer to me, such as my wife. PEACE

Faith

I know that I tend to beat a dead horse, or whatever you want to call it, but I am still looking at the issue of "Faith" pretty heavily. I was thinking about this morning while I was shaving and I had an epiphany! I have always prided myself in memorization skills from school and having a really good understanding of what I learned in school and GUESS WHAT? I didn't learn about GOD in school. As a matter of fact, It is forbidden by the legal stature of our country. Now, I know that this is nothing new. But, why in the hell haven't I heard anything lately about the sepreration of Church and State. (Notice: Church comes before State) I mean..........aren't we in election times? Is this not important? Do we as a country still not acknowledge the importance of Faith? Or is anybody that sure about what Faith actually is. Just askin. PEACE

"Stupid Is" is "Stupid Does"

We owe it to our kids and our grandkids to NOT let this happen!!!

Have Americans Lost Their Minds!!!!!!!!!!!




A lot of Americans have become so insulated from reality
that they imagine that America can suffer defeat without any inconvenience to themselves.

Pause a moment, reflect back.

These events are actual events from history.

They really happened!!!

Do you remember?

1. 1968 Bobby Kennedy was shot and killed by

Muslim male extremist between the ages of 17 and 40.

2. In 1972 at the Munich Olympics, athletes were kidnapped and massacred by
Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40..

3. In 1979, the US embassy in Iran was taken over by
Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

4. During the 1980's a number of Americans were kidnapped in Lebanon by
Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

5. In 1983, the US Marine barracks in Beirut was blown up by

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

6. In 1985 the cruise ship Achille Lauro was hijacked and a 70 year old American passenger was murdered and thrown overboard in his wheelchair by
Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

7. In 1985 TWA flight 847 was hijacked at Athens, and a US Navy diver trying to rescue passengers was murdered by

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

8. In 1988, Pan Am Flight 103 was bombed by

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

9. In 1993 the World Trade Center was bombed the first time by

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

10. In 1998, the US embassies in Kenya and Tanzania were bombed by

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

11. On 9/11/01, four airliners were hijacked; two were used as missiles to take down the World Trade Centers and of the remaining two, one crashed into the US Pentagon and the other was diverted and crashed by the passengers. Thousands of people were killed by

Muslim male extremists between the of 17 and 40.

12. In 2002 the United States fought a war in Afghanistan against

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

13. In 2002 reporter Daniel Pearl was kidnapped and murdered by-- you guessed it--

Muslim male extremists between the ages of 17 and 40.

No, I really don't see a pattern here to justify profiling, do you?

So, to ensure we Americans never offend anyone, particularly

fanatics intent on killing us, airport security screeners

will no longer be allowed to profile certain people...
Absolutely No Profiling!

They must conduct random searches of 80-year-old women, little kids, airline pilots with proper identification, secret agents who are members of the President's security detail, 85-year old Congressmen with metal hips, and
Medal of Honor winner and former Governor Joe Foss,
but leave

Muslim Males between the ages 17 and 40

alone lest they be guilty of profiling.

According to The Book of Revelation:

The Anti-Christ will be a man, in his 40s, of MUSLIM descent, who will deceive the nations with persuasive language, and have a MASSIVE Christ-like appeal....the prophecy says that people will flock to him and he will promise false hope and world peace, and when he is in power,

he will destroy everything.


And Now:
For the award winning
Act of Stupidity
Of all times the People of America want to elect, to the most Powerful position on the face of the Planet --
The Presidency of the United states of America

A Muslim (by birth)
Male
Extremist
Between
the ages
of 17 and 40.


Have the American People completely lost their Minds, or just their Power of Reason ???

I'm sorry but I refuse to take a chance on the

'unknown' candidate.

Let's send this to as many people as we can so that the Gloria Aldreds and other stupid attorneys along with Federal Justices that want to thwart common sense, feel ashamed of themselves -- if they have any such sense.
As the writer of the award winning story 'Forrest Gump' so aptly put it,


'Stupid Is As Stupid Does'

Happiness or Halucinagenics

I just got back from Fast Eddies, a local sports bar with very nice billiard tables. It is one of my favorite places to go. I like to say it is because of the fact that I like to play pool, but in fact, it may be much more than that. It may be because I am looking for happiness in all the wrong places. You see, I am making more money than I have ever made in my life, or ever thought I could. I totally expected money to "complete me" As it seems, it has left me very "incomplete" and yearning for more. I am starting to believe that it has done me more harm than good. All of the sudden,,,,,,,,,, I feel as if my wife should respect me more. Everyone should respect me more. WHY? WHY? Because I pick up the tab? Because I drive a nice car? Because I have nice shit? HELL TO THE FUCK NO! I have become my worst enomy. I want RESPECT, I want it for the right reasons......I just don't know what those reasons are any more.

Respect

Respect has always been very important to me in life. It is something that I definately expect from people and I try to give to people as well. But, do all people deserve respect? Do I deserve respect? It is a question that I have been asking myself quite a bit lately. I guess it is because I have been disrespected so much. In my line of business it is imperitive for me to be well-liked and build relationships with customers and potential customers. Some people might consider this as being a kiss-ass. I feel the same way about it sometimes. I find myself saying and doing things for people that I wouldn't do normally. I try to make my customers happy and make them feel important. Some of these people (most of these people) are not the type of people that I would generally hangout with and in some cases would not care for at all. But, if I want there business, I go the extra mile to treat them special. This normally leads to the customer treating me very disrespectful. Demanding things from me and treating me like a little bitch. I need to find a way to keep these relationships strong without turning into a fucking doormat. Herein the problem lies. How do I keep them happy without being disrespected. We offer a great service with great people, but so do alot of other companies in this area. There has to be something about us that stands above all others. I think that besides offering great service, the only way to accomplish this is through customer service. I am just trying to figure out how to do this well without being disprespected by these ego-inflated, self absorbed, ignorant fucks. Peace

Confession or Regression

As you all know, My blog page has seemed a little on the whiney, pissy, poor me, life sucks trail. Well, I apoligize for that, it just seems that the only time I get to post is when I am buzzing a little bit from some cold brews before I go to bed. This time I want to talk about confession. I have been struggling with some problems at work......backstabbing, lying, destructive type shit. Well, my dad has given me some advice about this. He told me today that maybe I just needed to confess to someone. Confess my sins and all of the things that I am ashamed of. He didn't tell exactly how to do this. He just said I could do it with a priest, or through AA or personally through GOD. It truly made a lot of sense to me. Because if I cant be pure and honest about my feelings, then how can I expect anyone else to be. Because, ultimately Its all about me. How I feel, how i take things, how i let it impact me and how I respond to it. And if I carry any guilt at all, it will cloud my mind and affect this whole process. I think. I hope. So, what I plan to do is confess my sins to my priest and to my father and put it in GODS hands. Hopefully he will see that I truly don't want to hurt anyone, and I only want to better myself. Wish me luck, and I may need to schedule a meeting with Father B. SO, homeslice, who I won't name on the internet. Help a brother out. Please. It may take a full afternoon, so make it happen

Parenting Counsel

My son graduated from Odessa Permian High School this weekend. It is something that has made me and my wife very proud. But we quickly got a rude awakaning. You see, we had planned on Chase staying home and going to college here. We agreed to continue to pay for his Tahoe and insurance and cellphone and pay for his tuition as well. It seemed like the logical choice because he has a baby now and can't leave town to go to a different school. He would be guaranteed a job working for the family business making a very nice living. It all sounds so great doesn't it. Well, what we didn't count on was his freedom to make those choices for himself. And he chose NO. He told us the day he graduated that he was moving out and wanted to go out and make it on his own. He brought me the keys to the Tahoe and handed me his phone and left. Gone. We are completely crushed. We thought we had it all figured out for him. But we didn't think about how powerful the idea of having freedom would be. He has been under our roof, as well as our rules, for 18 years now. The first oppurtunity he got he got the hell out of dodge and moved in with a cousin with no job and absolutely no plan. Typical teenage shit I suppose. I just never imagined it. He has always been a very respectful young man. Now, I am really starting to doubt my parenting skills. I think I may have been to strict and too controlling. I just didn't want him to wind up like most of my friends did and most of his friends will. On drugs, in prison, or even dead. I am terrified of what might happen to my son. I hope he grows out of this quickly. I hope he gets his head out of his ass soon. And as for me, I will take any advice I can get. I obviously have a lot to learn about parenting. Peace.

Liquid Courage (Part 2)

I had this bright idea this weekend to invite my inlaws over for a little bar-b-que to celebrate Memorial Day. My mother-in-law and her husband are big drinkers and I was feeling like knockin back a few myself. Well, I didn't stop at just a few. I drank a liter of crown by myself and turned into the fuckn devil. It was scary. We were all sitting outside on the patio by the grill and the conversation came up about getting my son a new vehicle. He drives a 2002 Tahoe and I guess that isn't nice enough for him. You see, we pay the payments and the insurance, as well as, the gas. Well, my wifes mother decides to chime in about this and let us know that we should get him something newer. This brought back a deep-seeded unresolved issue that I had been harboring for about 20 years now. You see, when I met my wife she drove a new grand-am that her mother bought her for graduation. Free and clear, supposedly. But when I started dating my wife, her mom decided that I should pay for the car. Well, I did. I starting making payments on it and did so for about 6 months. On the sixth month, I got a liitle behind on the payment. 8 days to be exact. SO...............she sold the car. She put an ad out in the thrifty nickel with our address without even telling us. Sold the mother fucker to the first person that came. Imagine the fuckn fury. Well, I have kept my mouth shut about it for 20 years. Until last night that is. The old liquid courage kicked in and lets just say, I unleashed that fury. Pretty much told her exactly how I felt about in front of my wife and her husband and my son. MISTAKE. I wound up leaving and when I came back everyone was gone. My wife took the kids and her stuff and left. GONE. SO, today, I sit here feeling like one of the biggest assholes in the world. Shamed and humiliated. I don't know how this is gonna end but I am pretty sure it aint gonna be good. In closing, I guess I have learned that liquid courage aint worth a fuck and a crown drunk is the fucking worst.

Liquid Courage

Last night I came home after having a few cocktails with a customer to relieve some of the days stress. I had one of those days that you just can 't wait to end. It was full of drama. I work with a secretary or two that just love to stir up trouble and usually involves me in one way or another. Normally, I just let this stuff go and try not to let it bother me too much. Well last night, I got to thinking, with a damn good buzz, mind you, that I should really say something about it. I decided that I would sit her down with the 3rd party present and call her out on some of the things that she has been saying. Why not? She is obviously lying to somebody and I am truly sick of it. It seemed so easy last night. Well, it didn't happen. I just let it slide again and will continue to be a fuckn doormat for this shit. I just wish that I could muster up the courage to speak about all of these things that I feel. The consiquences couldn't be that bad. Or could they?

Hump Day Humor

A pirate at the local bar discusses his pastA seaman meets a pirate in a bar, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch.The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?" The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off." "Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"? "Well", replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off." "Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch"? "A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate."You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?," the sailor asked incredulously. "Well," said the pirate, "it was my first day with my hook"

Thomas Edison (Hero or Zero)

I grew up learning in school, as many of you did as well, that Thomas Edison was a great inventor and a hero to be admired by all men. Well, as I learned this weekend, I may have been a bit misled. I watched a documentary on the History Channel about a man named Nikola Tesla today. I must say, I was completely overwhelmed with the achievements and the brilliant knowledge of natural energy that this man possessed. As it turns out, Nikola Tesla worked for Thomas Edison. He was hired by Thomas Edison to improve on many of the patents that Edison had established. The patent that interested Nikola the most was the idea of DC energy to supply homes and business with electriciy. As you may well know, this was Edisons' crowning achievement and one that would give him a great deal of wealth. Edison had even promised Nikola that if he could find a better, more effecient way to supply electricity, he would give him a $50,000.00 bonus. Well, Nikola did find a more efficient way. He called it AC. Yes, this is the Alternating Current that we still use today. This method would prove to be the most simple, effective way to distribute electricity. He also invented a design for the generators and plants that would produce this electricity. Well, rather than give Nikola his bonus, Edison balked at his ideas and from that moment on, became Nikola's most hated adversary. After being denied his bonus, Nikola immediately quit Edison and went to work digging ditches, trying to raise money to continue his experiments with electricity. As a ditch digger, Nikola drew out , in dirt, a design for the first electromagnetic induction motor. He secured a patent for the invention and quickly went to work building the motors. These are the motors that we all see in our power drills, remote control cars, and even some very nice vibrators. The man was truly a genius. He took the money that he made from this patent and quickly went back to work on the idea of AC. Edison was furious. He failed to see the potential in it or was just too much of and idealistic, self-promoting cocksucker to give anyone else credit for being a creative inventor. Edison would therefore start the AC DC war. He would hook up AC to live animals: from elephants to dogs, he would fry these animals in town square to scare the common man into thinking that AC was unsafe and had the potential to kill anything in its way. He refused to accept the fact that Nikola's way was better. To the point of killing anyone or anything that stood in his way. It is hard for me to admire such a man. I just can't believe that we were never taught about Tesla. He would go on to invent the remote control, radio, wireless communication (a generation before it was truly realized) and hundreds of other useful patents. Do the research. This guy is truly a hero to me. As for Edison,

" I wonder if his name is Jack?"

Guess Who's Back

Guess who's back? Well it aint Carter, Biotch. I have been reminded just how important it is to post blogs. I mean.............How else can your friends rip you from limb to limb because of your ideas or views? I know I find it absolutely sublime. So, Game on. I will be posting again, as often as I can with this new job.