Saturday, October 01, 2005

Rollin your own a review..

Rollin your own a review..

Today I bought a rolling machine, filter tubes and tobacco, and started rolling my own.

Machine: Gambler.. works well, and is easy enough, but I smoke 100's and it does not accommodate the long papers well.. I find myself packing the tobacco and then taping it down to about regular length. Price $4.75

Filter tubes: Tops 100's , other then the problem with my machine, they work well and taste okay. Price, $2.79

Tobacco: Natural American Sprit Organic. Hey if I am saving $20.00 on a carton I might as well get the most expensive tobacco at the shop.. taste good, slightly dry, odor, mild and not unpleasant. Nicotine satisfaction, good, I am not smoking more, even though the cigarettes are shorter.

Overall experience: Good, it does take time to roll your own, and a little practice is needed to get just the right amount of tobacco in the machine. I did roll a non filter by hand, it was okay.. but lets face facts.. it has been YEARS since I rolled anything into a paper, and it was a little lopsided.. taste without filter strong, not real pleasant compared to the filter tubes.

Will I continue to roll my won, Yes. With Carton prices approaching $50.00 I do not see too many options. Sure I could quit, but I am a died in the wool smoker, so that's out at least for now.

I like the idea of smoking tobacco without additives, I know it is not healthy, but at least I know what is going into my body.

By the way.. you can get a carton of Natural American Spirit cigarettes by going to if you have a chance, tell them I sent you.

Peace pass it on.

Friday, September 30, 2005

What ever happend to Rocky Horror?

I was a Rocky Horror Picture Show fan!

I was one of those crazies that dresed a part, knew every line, and threw toast..

The fun of an audience participation event, is indescribable to anyone that has never experienced a mob mentality, amid at having fun and laughing a few laughs.

Were we angels? Hell no.. but we were young and in love, and we had the evening, and the cry of "Chucky Grey he's okay , he's got no fuckin neck!"

Was it all innocent fun and games? hell no!
There was a lot of promiscuity, in the back row.. and in the front too.. cause "there's more room in the front"

Now years later, I am married, to a non-participant, that finds the whole movie repugnant.. and too sexually disturbing. (I guess.. she gets real bent if I try to watch it)

I wish that the Cocoanut Grove movie theater would have a form a class reunion.. it would be a blast to see my fellow conspirators again.. there was An, who looked like Colombia.. there was Meatloaf.. who looked like meatloaf.. there was meatloaf’s girlfriend.. I forget her name.. but she was a fine POA and looked like Magenta.. there was Bobby, who looked like Brad, and some dizzy biotch that looked like Jante, there was Sherrie’s old man who looked and talked and walked like Riff-Raff.. and I .. I was Frankenfurter.. sweet transvestite from Transsexual Transylvania.. and together we laughed and played, and made love into the night..

I miss them all.. so guys.. if you read this.. whatta ya say? A re-gathering of the cast of characters, from the ’83 – ’84 season? I miss you all.. and still think of you often.

Urban Legends of Fact? You decide..

Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who
deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis,
you recommend that she have an abortion?
Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.

Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here
the facts about the three candidates.

Candidate A.

Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist.
two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.

Candidate B.

He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in
and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.

Candidate C
He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an
occasional beer and never cheated on his wife. Which of these
would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for

Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.

And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: If you said
you just killed Beethoven.

Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging
Wait till you see the end of this note! Keep reading...

Never be afraid to try something new.
Remember: Amateurs...built the ark.
Professionals...built the Titanic

And Finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a little
than 500 employees and has the following statistics:
* 29 have been accused of spousal abuse
* 7 have been arrested for fraud
* 19 have been accused of writing bad checks
* 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses
* 3 have done time for assault
* 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit
* 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges
* 8 have been arrested for shoplifting

* 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits
* 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year... Can you
guess which organization this is?

Give up yet?
It's the 535 members of the United States Congress. The same group that
crank out hundreds of new laws each year designed to keep the rest
us in line.
You gotta pass this on...

more poetry.. even worst than last.. when life sucks

When life sucks

When life sucks
whip it out
whip it out whip it out

when life sucks you whip it out
and give it a good wiggle

when life sucks
whip it out
whip it out
whip it out

when life sucks you whip it out
and make the girlies giggle.

more bad poetry.. Bubble bubble hot tub trouble..

Bubble bubble hot tub trouble..

Bubble bubble hot tub trouble..
Bobble bobble girlfriend wobble

Swallow swallow deep end or shallow
Wife gun dead.

TIKA update +

Well day three or is it four? damn it has beena strange week.. TIka seems to be coming around! She is still a little wobbly and wants all of the affection available.. but her "tail is healthy" her apitite is good, adn she actually likes the taste of the pills.. go figure.. I though I would have to wrestle them down her, adn all I need to do is put them in her food, then she picks them out and eats them first.. could this be a sign that i need o change foods? If atnibiots tasts better than your food.. there may be a problem..
well 'nuff for now.. I am going to try adn figure out why one of my posts has no text.. it is there, but it appears to be the wsame color as the background.. even after I tell it to make it black>??
Peace, pass it on... now go mispell somthign!

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Really bad Haiku of the day.


A splashing the morning light
The scaly predator
Surface bubbles
Exploding strength, sigh

when blogging and all else fails..

when blogging and all else fails.. steal somone elses stuff..

Full Metal Jacket.. Fo Shizzle!!!

Gizzoogling things for my own amusement..

I love “Full Metal Jacket”

So here is some dialogue from Full Metal Jacket Gizzooglized for your entertainment… originally from the site

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Note: Many of these wizzy ad-libbed by actor n forma US Marine drizzay instructor R. Lee Ermey .
Are you quitt'n on me? Wizzay is you? Then quit, you slimy ridin' mackin' piece of shit. Get tha fizzuck off of mah obstacle. Get tha F-to-tha-izzuck dizzown off of mah obstacle . Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. Now . Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house. Mizzy it. I'm going ta rip yo balls off, so you cannot contaminate tha R-to-tha-izzest of tha world . Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.. I wiznill motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on tha Congo.

Today... is Christmas yeah yeah baby! There will be a magic shizzow at zero-nine-thirty! Chaplain Charlie will tizzell you `bout how tha free world wizzy conqua Communism wit tha aid of God, n a few Marines . Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay! God has a hard-on fo` Marines coz we kill everyth'n we see! He plays His games, we play ours like a tru playa'! To S-H-to-tha-izzow our appreciation fo` so miznuch pusha we keep Heaven packed wit F-R-to-tha-izzesh souls . One, two three and to tha four! God was here before tha Marine Corps! So you can gizzy yo heart ta Jesus, but yo ass belongs ta tha Corps n shit! Do you ladies understand?

Today you thugz is no cracka maggots. Today you is Marines now pass the glock Anotha dogg house production.. You're part of a brotherhood to increase tha peace.

If you ladies leave mah island, if you survive recruit trippin' you wizzy be a weapon. You wizzle be a minista of death clockin' fo` war. But until thizzat day you is pukes. You is tha lowest fizzay of life on Earth in tha dogg pound. You is not even human fuck'n be'n. You is nuttin' but unorganized grabasstic pieces of amphibian shit yeah yeah baby. Coz I am hard you wizzle not like me. But tha mizzle you hate me tha more you wizzle learn so jus' chill. I am hard but I am fair. There is no racial bigotry hizzy. I do not look down on nigga, kikes, wops or greazers. Here you is all equally worthless. And mah orda is ta weed out all non-hacka who do not pack tha gizzy ta serve in mah beloved Corps. Do you maggots understand T-H-to-tha-izzat?

Oh that's right, Private Pyle, don't makes any fuck'n effort ta git ta tha top of tha fuck'n obstacle in tha hood. If God would hizzle wanted you up there He would have miracled yo ass up there by nizzy wouldn't He?

Were you bizzle a fizzay slimy, scumbag pizzy piece a' shit Private Pyle, or did you have ta work on it?

I'll bet you're tha kind of homey tizzle would fuck a person in tha ass n not even have tha goddamn common courtesy ta give him a reach-around. I'll be blunt-rollin' you . Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house.

The deadliest weapon in tha world is a Marine n his rifle. It is yo killa instinct whizzich must be harnessed if you expect ta survive in combat. Yo rifle is only a tool. It is a hard heart tizzle kills fo' sho'. If yo baller instincts is not clean n strong you wizzle hesitate at tha moment of trizzay where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'. You will not kizzay. You will become dead Marines. And then you wizzay be in a world of shit coz Marines is not allowed ta die witout permission! Do you maggots understand?

Bullshit. It looks ta me like tha best part of you ran down tha crack of yo mama's ass n ended up as a brown stain on tha mattress . Nigga get shut up or get wet up.

Pyle, you climb obstacles like old thugz fizzy.

Tonight, you men wizzay sleep wit yo rifles. You will give yo rifle a girl's name coz this is tha only pussy you thugz is going ta get. Yo days of finga-banging ol' Mary J. Rottencrotch through her perty pizzay panties is ova! You're married ta this piece, this weapon of iron n wood. And you wiznill be faithful . Snoop dogg is in this bitch.

Hizzle dogg shizzay. Texas? Only stea n cracka come from Texas, Private Cowboy . Drop it like its hot. And you dizzay look miznuch like a cracka ta me so thizzay kinda narrows it down n shit. Do you suck dicks? Are you a peta hustla?

Pick 'em up n set 'em down Pyle!
Do you fizzy dizzy? Do you feel faint! Jesus H. Christ! I thizzay you've gots a hard-on!

ain't dat the shiznit?

Alternately once upon a time.. the story of evolution

Before reading this entry read the first installment at

Alternately once upon a time..

Once upon a time, there was a planet named Earth.. earth had everything a home could require.. food, water, air.. you know all the regular stuff..

It also had a species of being that had ascended from Monkeys named Neanderthal.

Neanderthal was very intelligent for a monkey.. and life was good for him..

Then one day a group of beings from outerspace on a three hour tour crashed landed here on planet earth..

There was the Skipper
The First Mate
The Millionare
And his Wife
The Movie Star
The Professor
And Marry Anne..

And they were confused and dumbfounded by Neanderthal..

They had many zany adventurers, where the Neanderthals would run away with the Movie star and Mary Anne and make “zub-zub” in a nearby cave..

Being that they (the two races) were both descendants of an earlier Space Traveling Monkey Race they made babies..
and ecause Neanderthal had a better moral compass than anyone of the seven he decided that in the spirit of doing the right thing, he would marry Young Mary Anne, who he really had the hots for even though the Movie Star was the more “Sexed” of the two..

And everything went smashingly.. until the Australopithecines showed up at the reception and after drinking too much Cocoanut beer that the professor brewed up, from the open bar started to argue and fight with the other guests.

But after a while the leader of the Australopithecines a big ugly one named Humphrey passed out and the rest of the night was spent dancing and mary making to the sounds of Cool and the Gang.

Fast forward a few 10’s of thousands of years and you have today.. I am sure that we can all see the traits of those seven stranded castaways in our friends and relatives.. its just too bad we did not get rid of our creepy monkey eyes along the way..

Once upon a time.. a story of man..

Once upon a time, there was an extremely intelligent species of being from a planet far far away.. while exploring the galaxy, they stopped at this little planet, three planets out from a small yellow star, in the lower left hand corner of their map.. the planet was nice, it had abundant water, and plants and animals, but no truly intelligent beings.. so the aliens being the highly intelligent beings that they were decided, that they would create man.

Man was created by using the DNA of a chimpanzee, a pinch of salt, and something that the Alien Lt. Grock, made in his galactic still..

Man was made, and for years, the aliens used man as their favorite pets, while they were here on Earth.. then after a while, the aliens had to get about exploring the rest of he galaxy and left.. taking all of their pets with them.. except a couple that had escaped from the starship Eden.. These two naughty little 90% monkeys were called Adam and Eve.. Adam Chimpman and Eve Chimpman were very naughty.. and bred.. they had a son named Cain and one named Able.. Cain killed Able, and that should have been the end of the story.. but it was not.. seems that one Alien missed is pet monkey enough to try and come back and look for him.. he searched and searched for Adam.. but while searching his other monkeys ran away.. as the Master alien was not very nice, and liked to swat his monkey’s on the nose with a news paper whenever they made “mess” in the spaceship.. so the population of earth went from Adam and Eve and Cain to Adam, Eve, Cain, Spot, Fiddo, Fluffy, and Miss Mittens.. and Adam begot Miss Mittens, and Eve Begot Spot to get even and Fiddo Begot Cain, and Fluffy and Miss Mittens and tried to Begot Adam too, but Adam was “not that way” and Eve and Adam made up and begot each other, and their sons and daughters begot the offspring of the others and the next thing you know there were nearly 2 billion Chinese.

Later about year 1 the master sent his son to go check on the monkeys.. and the rest is biblical history.

Evolution vs. Intelligent design...

Evolution vs. Intelligent design.. I have the answer!

Evolution.. though the miracle of chemistry, complex molecules formed in the primordial sea.. these molecules came together to form even more complex molecules, including amino acids...then there was the first single cell photosynthesizing algae.. some time later, there were single cell animals.. bacteria through mutation and chance with a little luck.. complex plants and animals started to form.. then there was man ,, and he screwed it all up.. then end.

Intelligent design: A being far superior to ourselves.. got tired of pulling rabbits out of hats for his fellow highly intelligent beings, so he created Earth, or the universe of life in an already existing universe. And all of his highly intelligent friends said “wow neat trick” and it was good.

Later, he looked back in on his creation, and the processes he had set into play when he created the earth, or universe, or life.. and he saw that man was screwing it all up.. so (perhaps) he sent his only begotten son to save us, or at least let us know that we were messing everything up big time.. and man being the intelligently designed being that he is, killed the son.. and all of man said.. "wow that can’t be a good thing, I bet that will leave a mark".. but man being the highly intelligently designed being that he is, went on forward through time, killing every other living being, on purpose or by non-intelligent means, (a.ka. accident).. and it was bad.. and then the designer sent a message to one of his creations about what was going to happen to man if he continued to be naughty in his sight, and the book of revelations was written, and man continued to kill himself and every other thing, and the designer looked and saw and said that’s it.. and killed all of man and apologized to his highly intelligent friends saying “How was I supposed to know that was going to happen.” Then end.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Weather control and my other favorite conspiracy theories.

Weather control and my other favorite conspiracy theories.

Weather control..
The Japanese mafia has a weather machine and is holding the US ransom.. if we don’t give them 60 billion tons of raw fish they will make a category 9 hurricane and wipe out our oil fields for good…

Of course the US government also has a weather control machine and knows how to use it.. so the war of the weather is on!


Okay the above is ridiculous.. but I love conspiracy theories and the wild and whacker the stuff the better..

George Bush.. Illuminati? Reptile? The Anti-Christ.. or an Antipasto Salad? Who knows..
Sherry Shriner knows.. read her stuff, bible code and all at some real whacky stuff there!

Then we have one of my favorites.. NESARA a bill passed by congress in secret, signed into law by President Clinton (perhaps at magic wand point) and then made so secret that nobody can talk about it.. nobody except a few people asking for your support.. they can be found at , and

In those websites you will find information on every crack pot theory from the Beloved St. Germaine to NESARA to Alien Abduction, to Alien Worlds in other dimensions, to tuning the world up to 5th dimensional frequency.. some really rich stuff! (did I say dimensional.. I think I meant delusional)

Here is the interesting thing… I am open to speculation about alien worlds, and even to some degree weather control? I am a pretty normal guy, but as far as alien being, being out there somewhere in the universe I think the odds are just to great for.. as for weather control, there is some documentation about cloud seeding and the like that is factual.
However I have a hard time believing that Aliens actually talk to a bunch of loonies somewhere in the western deserts and that they give these people who have no other claim to fame messages to give to the rest of humanity. I mean come on.. you’re an alien.. you travel a few million light years, and you don’t have the wits to go on CNN?

The thing I like best about good conspiracy theory, is that in and amongst the fiction, should be enough facts that if looked at in just the right light, seem to verify the rest of the theory.. no matter how far out there the theory is.

I have found myself looking up at the sky wondering if the contrails I am seeing might actually be a “chemtrail” (do a google search for “chemtrial”) I wonder if the government has not ever had secret labs where they have done mind control experiments? Look at the Biloxi Syphilis experiments? Our government is capable of doing experiments on our citizens?

How about Cattle mutilation? Could it be that the cattle in the west that are being surgically mutilated, are really the government doing long term radiological/fallout studies from the bombs we exploded in the 40’s 50’s and 60’s?
(why wouldn’t the government just buy the cattle.. I don’t know.. maybe they don’t want anyone to know that our beef it toxic? Maybe it is just more fun reading about another rancher scratching his head and thinking aliens, or Sasquach did it?)

If you believe that these wild theories are 100% true, 50% truth or 100% ca-ca you have to admit some of them are a lot of fun.

another day another 100,000,000 dollars..I can make you rich too!

well, another work day will soon be in the books.. and I still have not made my first billion.. damned if I know why..

Here is the real answer.. I have no special talents.. can't sing, got about a 3" vert and my face would never make it in movies or TV..
I have no special education.. although I once was told that I needed Special Ed...

If you want to make your Billion.. you will need to have a spectacular talent.. or a spectacular education, and probably to get to a Billion you will need both.

Me, I am actually pretty satisfied with my station in life.. sure I would like to have more.. but really I am pretty happy.
I have as a hobby, done a number of things to make a little extra money along the way, and some were actually pretty successful.

The internet and making money on the internet is my latest and longest lived hobby.. I will admit I am not making much at it right now.. I am not interested in paying anyone else to "help me , get rich quick" so I am self educating.

I urge each of you to continue to educate yourselves.. even if it is a study of something that will never make you a dime.
You will be a better person for the knowledge, and who knows, maybe you will get a chance to share that knowledge with someone special, and even change their life.

SO go read a book, read a website that gives information.. become an "expert" at something! Your life will be richer for it, I promise.

Now perhaps we will get back to the silly stuff.
Pass it on.

Tika update! +

Tika update!

Tika slept through the night, she awoke in good spirits, and (maybe I am just choosing to se this) she seems to be getting better!

She is still a little wobbly on her feet, but did not crash into any furniture, or slip going up or down the stairs!

Could it be that a single dose of a strong antibiotic has already started to take effect on her ear infection?

(I am feeling very positive that she simply has an inner-ear infection... )

Her appetite is good, her tail is wagging.. and I am feeling happy..

More updates in coming days.
Keep praying.. thanks.
Peace pass it on.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Solving America's Energy Problem part II. (thanks to Glenn Beck)

Solving America's Energy Problem part II.

(idea gleened from Glenn Beck)
Okay what ever happened to Nuclear energy?
The father of the Global Warming theory saw Nuclear Energy as our only salvation... so why haven't we built a new plant in 30 years?

Read the October Issue of Popular Mechanics, and look at the "Where are they Now Section" in and amongst the energy articles.

Is it really the unknown danger to future generations posed by the waste from Nuclear plants? Or is it just not politically correct to make nukes not love?

There are areas of the planet that are geographically stable, and will more than likely be geographically stable for the next 100,000 years (the rough amount of time it take for spent rods to decay), why don't we make a big bunch of plants in , lets say South Dakota? Where there are not a lot of people? And hook them to the national grid? When the rods are spent, bury them in South Dakota.. How about Utah? Nevada? Places we have already made a nuclear waste of?

I bet that the Nevada State Government could start building plants if they chose.. and then they could really power Las Vegas on the cheap! Fall out? Heck build them underground to start with..
There is a lot of wasteland in Nevada and South Dakota now, Lets make use of it!

How about, wind, well wind is expensive, coal is polluting, and we all hate foreign dependency on Fossil Fuels.. even though we probably have enough oil in the states now to get us over the hum until we can perfect cold fusion or whatever alternative fuel source.

Let's get behind the Nuke Plant movement.. and while we build them lets start drilling in CO, UT and AK..

I have spoken with a Psychologist, attached to the US Borough of Indian Affairs in Alaska, he says, that we could drill the ANWR and the Natives would only benefit from it.. the money, the prostitution and the jobs it would bring! (in and out of prostitution)

So I say Screw the Caribou! Did you read about the Rein Deer that attacked those poor people in Finland? Well guess what a reindeer Dan a Caribou are the same animal.. save a Fin drill the ANWR!

And if nobody wants a Nuke Plant in their back yard, the government should arrange to sell to me a few square miles of Nevada, or South Dakota, and then I will say.. "hey.. put that plant in my back yard!" They can put it in the middle of my back yard, and I will tell all the hippie protestors to keep off my property if they show up to protest.

Next week.. "harvesting the magical energy of pot".. you won't want to miss that!

I know people.. that's why I love my dog!

All of my life I have observed human nature, and as a result I have learned to love my dog… by DelorumRex. (yes it is original)

I am a little sorry that , even though very tongue in cheek, my last several posts have been pretty serious.. It seems to get noticed in the blogosphere or anywhere these days, you need to be the most outrageous on the block.

I have tried a number of different tactics, to draw attention.. I know it is a relatively new blog and that as a result of that the word of this wonderful place has not yet spread far and wide… that’s okay, like I said in my profile.. I really don’t care if this thing gets read at all.. as long as I feel good writing it.

I love to write.. you would think I would be better at it than I am.. but hey.. screw you.. pal. 

Today, has been tough.. you see I have this dog.. her name is Tika.. I named her after a character in Margaret Wies and Tracy Hickman’s Dragon Lance stories.. I love those stories.. if you get a chance and you don’t hate fantasy give them a read.. very charming all in all.

Well. Last night (early this morning) Tika woke my wife and I up. By crashing into the furniture.. in the bedroom. She looked drunk.. staggering around and disoriented.. of course panic set in..
One thing you need to know about Tika, she has a rare disease called Diabetes Incipitus (DI) it is a renal/endocrine disorder, which we treat with two shots a day of something called DDAVP or Desmopressin. A side effect of this medication can be “water intoxication” where there is so much water in the system that the subject looks drunk. I thought that this must be it, as she has not been drinking much lately, perhaps she was diluted to delusional.. So at 8:00 AM she was at the vets office, her blood work came back fine.. (damn! Water intoxication is easy to treat, just withhold the medication and let the kidneys work). The vet thinks she may have an inner ear infection, or.. a brain tumor.. seems that DI is also caused by pituitary problems, the pituitary gland being the master endocrine gland at the base of the brain. A tumor may cause pressure on the pituitary gland causing DI. (Brain trauma and kidney dysfunction are the other causes of DI).. So I have a couple of choices.. I can take her to a neurologist, who is about 300 miles away, or I can treat her for an ear infection (inner ear)_ and hope and pray that it gets better. The antibiotics that are being suggested are a couple hundred dollars..

I just love this dog too damn much to give up on her.. maybe it is because I never had any children of my own.. maybe it is because she is so smart and such a good dog? I have had dogs most of my life, I have loved each of them, but this one is special..

So I will be paying for the antibiotics and praying.. well as much as I pray anyway.. I hope that if you read this you will pray for Tika too.. sounds funny asking strangers to pray for my dog.. but I really do love the beast. She is perhaps my best friend..

I promise to get these posts more upbeat and more humor oriented soon.. but for now, say a little prayer for Tika will ya?
Thanks.\ Peace pass it on.

How government entitlements killed the village and the family.

How government entitlements killed the village and the family.

Since the inception of Government entitlements, the family has been falling apart, as has the mythical Hilary Village.
Why? We no longer depend on our neighbors, family, church and civic bodies to help us in times of need, we look straight to big brother.. the government.

As long as the government is handing it out, and we’re taking it, we will be slaves, and indentured servants.

Give to Caesar what is Caesar’s, but not one bit of flesh!

As soon as you take a government hand out, you have sold yourself, your family and your village into slavery.. it is time to break those bonds!

(Jesse Jackson and Rev. Al Shitforbrains Sharpton, as well as Brother Faracon need to get a hold of that concept and stop acting like the mob!) (Do you think that the three named here care about the poor? The People of color? Of there wallets and power base?? Their actions tell the whole story)

As a person we are by nature screwed by our government, one want to give us into slavery to industry and the other wants to pay us for our slavery and to keep our mouths shut.. but in both cases we are still slaves.

I’m stoopid.. and you might be stoopid too..

I’m stoopid.. and you might be stoopid too..

Okay I admit it, I am stupid! I bought into the media hype about the hurricanes and even gave until it hurt.

But upon reflection, I remembered that every news story I have been directly involved in has been, for the most part fiction.

Even the most accurate story, Hurricane Andrew, the media either underplayed, or so overplayed, that sitting in the middle of the destruction, one was driven to feel sorry for those poor people.

These storms, made it even more clear that the News is entertainment, and entertainment only. I mean I hear Farracon (sp) getting play for his Blown up levy theory, and have to laugh, I hear Keayn West (sp) say that George Bush hates black people, and something about giving them orders to “shoot us”.. come on people.. does anyone really buy into this bullshit?

Then I hear that GW will be giving citizenship to Hispanic Illegals, to repair and repopulate the gulf coast.. this has to be fiction.. it just has to be.

How about the Hurricane machine, that steered Katrina and Rita towards the gulf coast to, a. drive up oil prices, and b. kill poor black people.

This is all a sad joke.. played on us, by people who have a political ax to grind, and/or. want higher ratings.

I say now, don’t give a nickel to Hurricane relief not one nickel. Screw all of the people that lived in a flood zone, screw the state and local government that is just going to blow our money anyway, and screw the federal government too.. cause no mater what they do it will cost to much and just end up as somebody’s political hay.

If you want to help an effected person, do it on a one on one basis, but for the most part, screw them all.. it is not my fault that they lived in a place that was doomed.. I have moved because I did not like the weather in a place.. do you think I would stick around in a place that is a disaster waiting to happen?

You might say, what about the poor.. well screw them too.. I did not make them poor.. get a frickin’ job.

What about those who can’t work.. well.. I have to work, I feel like shit some days doing it.. don’t tell me the majority of those poor sombitches could not do something to benefit society! I ain’t buying it.
What about the disabled? What about them? If the government was supporting them, in this place, where disaster was a matter of when and not if.. screw them too.. let the government feel bad about their bad decisions, but stay out of my wallet!

What if something like this happens to me/ To my family? Well I won’t look to the government for any entitlement, that’s for sure.. and what if that decision kills me.. well I guess that is Darwin at his finest isn’t it?

Time to kill the weak, to make room for the strong.. (including Al Shitforbrains Sharpten!)

(see I am doing it again, saying shit to get your attention.. it’s all about ratings…)

Monday, September 26, 2005

Denials of Insurance/Louisiana Citizens

In my early morning prowell of the net I came across this, and thought I would spread the word.

From teh forum at
Denials of Insurance/Louisiana Citizens
Posted By: raliDate: Sunday, 25 September 2005, at 3:23 p.m.
I have been reading the newspaper accounts of the logic of State Farm and All States denials of hurricane victims insurance claims with great dismay…but certainly no surprise as I was certain this was going to be their way of doing business this time as well as in previous disasters involving flooding.
I would like to suggest that there may well be a way for hurricane victims to recover damages in another way, suing those captive agents and their companies on their errors & omissions coverages for failure to disclose that flood insurance might have been needed in their below sea level locations and even offering to help them obtain that coverage when they sold or Renewed their policies annually if they didn’t provide it through their company’s products…which none of them do.
This is called providing due diligence on the agent’s part and if it isn’t done to a court’s satisfaction, the agent could be held liable and ordered to pay the insured’s damages sustained.
If I were sued and found liable, my errors and omissions covering my acts as an agent would pay the claimed amount and I would then be responsible for the deductible I carry on the policy. (Thank G-d, in 20 years, I have never been sued or had a problem in this area… however, I have advised many new clients to do just that to their former agents for bad advice, badly written policies or no advice when some would have been in order and these clients have generally been made whole under this method of recovery.)
It is my thought that most of the people who were insured by these companies which do not use independent agents such as myself who operate by selling the products of many companies rather than just one and by those known as “captive agents”, essentially employees of the company, often deal comprehensively only with the coverages of the policies they sell. These people are trained to advise insureds on the adequacy of the entirety of their needed coverages by State Farm but it is possible and probable that many did not properly apprise their clients of the necessity for obtaining flood coverages in a below sea level property or, maybe, the subjects were never discussed at all. Maybe the agent felt it would be wasted words as the insured was "financially challenged" or whatever...the reasoning doesn't matter, that the information wasn't provided is what the trigger for recovery from Errors & Omissions would be.
If an insured could prove that this was the case, they could, possibly, have a good case for going against the agent and the company who is ultimately responsible for the acts of it’s agents. These companies maintain computer records of files and if an agent suggests that a flood policy be purchased outside the company’s ability to provide it, that would be in the notes on the file and the agent would produce those records for it’s defense...if not, bingo!
This is called “due diligence” and we insurance agents must adhere to it’s principles or be liable for the consequences of our negligence…it means that I have done everything I can to explain to my clients the necessity of purchasing certain coverages that I feel they need to protect their financial interests and even steered them to another agent who could provide them with what they needed in the event I couldn’t get it for them through my sources. Those of you who have endured my ramblings on insurance know that this is how I approach the subject. If I feel you need to understand something, I am going to ram it down your throat until I am certain you have digested it. What you do with the information afterwards is your problem but I have done my end of the deal for you. Last week, I emailed a gal whose homeowners coverages I write that she must not forget she needs to get off of Cobra shortly, as my records indicated she needed to be off by November, 2005. Since she already is my client on her homeowners and we discussed her health insurance needs last spring, I felt I had a potential liability issue there and acted to discharge it. I don’t care if she calls me or not…I did what I did to protect myself against her later claiming I didn’t remind her it was time to do something about her health insurance.
So, if any of you know folks who have been denied by these captive companies, please tell them about this message. If even one family is made whole by my words, it will have been worth the time I have spent writing this tome…

Road trip scheduled for today.. getting old

Road trip scheduled for today.. getting old.

Today I will do something I used to enjoy a great deal, I will go on a 300 mile road trip. When I was younger I used to enjoy these little times on the road, to reflect on life, and plan my next great adventure. Now however, I am getting older, and after about 3 hours in the car, I am getting stiff and cranky.

So how do you over come the , "JESUS MY BACK hurts" roadtrip blues?
I have tried music, upbeat, downbeat, and side beat.. nope.. still wanna take a nap after about hour no. 3.
Books on tape.. yep, I like them, especially on long trips, but membership is expensive ($365 / yr) for our local BOT store.

Coffee.. has no effect on me at this point..

Driving real fast.. too risky (god I am getting old)

So I am at an impasse.. please help me, by posting your suggestions for long road trips.. the life you save, may be any one of the trees along the road on my path to and from my destination.

Until later, I will be sleeping soundly at 70 mph.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

just some silly stuff..

For the sheer comedy of it all I am not going to re-read ot use speelcheck on this post.. the fact that I type all of the time, and am still this bad at it, makes me smile..
In the last few weeks, we have been focused on natural disasters.. we cannot yet take that deep breath that says it is over for now, as there is still much to be done. Examples.. Halliburton must now refurbish their hurricane machine, this alone will take $200 billion. Leaving about 98 dollars for other rebuilding.
George Bush must now get back the the work at hand in washington.. that is finishing his vacation season.

Keayn West (or whatever that loonies name is) must now get back to writing his book.. How George Bush killed me dead. or Life as a black man in a white world. to be co authored by Louis Ferricon.
(I hate raceism, even from people of color) It is good to see that mainstreem racisim is now a people of color posesion, kinda like the "N" word.
I have not heard a white person use the "N" word in nearly 5 years, but I hear it every day from people of color, when I have to tell my kids to turn down the MTv.

Nothing like taking on somthing as your own to take it's power away from your enemy. So from now on I am going to call my caucasion friends, whity, cracker, peckerwood, and honkey. I hear those wards being used by blacks often.. again.. I do nto hear the "N" word used by whites at all any more.

I am not a racist.. I hate everyone equaly.

Llama ranching never took off.. I wonder why.. other than teh whole spitting thing, Llamas are really cool.. start a Llama ranch today.

Osterich rancing was all the rage 10 years ago, wher eare they now?> Has anyone ever had an Osterich burger?

Emu ranching .. same thing.. I would eat an emu.. I have al alergy to Turkey.. can you see the thanksgiving diner table with an emu on it?

There once was a story told to me by a reverend.
A man was in his home when a flood alert was flashed across his television.. a few moments later a red cross worker in a truck knocked on his door and said, "we have to get you out of here"
To this the man siad.. "I am not worried, the lord will take care of me"
he then sent the red corss worker away.

The water started to rise..
the man had to go up onto his roof, when a boat pulled up.. the man in the boat said, "come with us, we'll take you to safety!"
Again the man sent them away saying "I am not worried, for the lord will take care of me".

Then the waters rose.. the man was forced to the top of his chimney.. just then a helecopter pulled flew up.. again asking the man to come with them to safetly..
The man again turned them away.. saying, "I am not worried, the lord will take care of me."

Then the waters overtook the man , and swept him away, and he drowned.

Later that same day, the man was in heaven, walking with the lord.
The man said to the lord, "I was a good man, and I followed your teachings, and yet you let me die, you did not provide for me as your book and word had promised, why is that oh lord?
And the lord shaking his head looked down to the man, and said, "I sent you a truck a boat and a helecopter, what more did you expect?

Lets not be that good man..
if you do decide to send this to a friend via email, do me a favor, put my blog's url in the email?
thank you and may god bless you, every day.

Rita a swing and a miss...
So rita was a swing and a miss. (for the most part).. thank god..
So now what? We still have about 60 days left in the hurricane season. And we are not out of th ewoods, yet.
So far on the surface it looks like the Red Cross and Salvation Army had their stuff together, Where FEMA and the local and state governments in LA (at least) did not. So here is my plan.. I will donate stuff from around my house to the Salvation Army. I have already made a pledge to give a little each month, around the year to the Red Cross. I beg that you do the same.

The next disaster may not be weather related, it may be geological.. and if we are to rely on the Federal Government to save us, e might as well expect Santa Clause to coem bail us out. At this point you have to give to the places that you have seen work, and work well. I am sure that there are many more, other than the SA and RC that did a great job. If you have seen a church, or civic group that really shined, please post a bit about them here. And donate your money, to them, or any place on your local level that you have seen do a good job. The next disaster may be in your own town. Prepare for the worst now, and with luck, nothing like this will ever happen to you, or your home town.

That is my 2 cents..