| Writer's Block: Fashion Forward |
[Jul. 9th, 2009|12:32 pm] |
I grew-up and live in cammo. My background, up-bringing,, and choice. My training , through all conflicts past & present,readily suggests such attire is adviseable, nay, desireable. Having spent extensive time underwater (all climes), jungles, deserts, arctics, outlaw & inlaws (the worst) ,My best offer is the new " Invisbility Cloak". Brought to you by Smoke&Mirrors Productions. A subsidiary of: "You-Can't Trust-Yer-Own-Mama".gov.....Pls. talk back, I'll take you hunting&fishing....quietly..............after all, quiet speaks volumes, when you grow up in cammo........Please note that this post was meant to only loosen-up that nasty side-effect of "writers-block"....Writer's Block, as I, remain as real as we make us, though I assume that you sit at a desk, where I remain active(though I cannot say as to what)but would make for a good write, none the less.....anyhow, please allow me the pleasure of your personal outcome from this block. After all, if I cared not, I would not have replied. I remain, hopefully, your new friend. Oh, as to the sponsors of tomorrow, sorry, you didn't see me, but I was already there. Awaiting your perceived arrival was much akin to watching concrete cure,paint and glue to dry, or kittens to be born (Please note that this last note was not intended for the initial sender, but rather for other non-beleivers |
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| Writer's Block: More Island Time |
[Mar. 6th, 2009|10:02 pm] |
This story is real, no bullshit involved, seriously, but if you really need any books in a damp environment? You are screwed, fucked, stupid, undertrained, cannonfodder, gatorbait, insectoid blood supply, I could go on for hours. I taught survival training (well, I'm still alive) Hells, what I can teach you in just script, is close enough to real-time, by the time I'm done scaring your ass to death with blatant realality, you would not know your own family, nor friends. Oh, by the way, no, there is NO FUCKING TOWEL upon my American head. No offence intended, but if you did grab a butt-load, well, you-n-me need to talk, friendly, level-headded. All-in-all, I meant this post to be lighter-hearted than it appears to have turned out. Please, no personal attack is intended, just looking for an online friend to debate with, and , as I've said, your humor drew me to you. Hah! Who gets the blame??? You, Me, or Us??? Well met, Sir, I remain, your friend... |
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| shit happenz |
[Jan. 14th, 2009|10:18 pm] |
my younger brother has a bun in the oven......he is 46..... she is 23...and you ask ME why I drink??? |
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| Writer's Block: AIDS Awareness |
[Dec. 1st, 2008|09:56 pm] |
In all honesty, I have lost dozens friends to this problem. Being a musician, I watched this going on around me, then, one day, I realised that I really was part of the community. I am part of our personal selections, and have fought for such, even when it hadn't dawned upon me... funny, that. Strange, how I had fought for our cause in bars, etc., and now embrace those folks I fought. I never did bother to exit a closet, as I was never hiding in one. Nor was my significant other, as we had known one-another for over 20 years. Our wives and children are now gone. You can read into this what you will......We hug, cuddle, smile, cook dinner....maybe people read too much into what they term "GAY". .......Sex isn't everything, folks. A true comrade in life can mean way much more than you may immagine.......Much Love to all folks reading this, and may I add, I am open to all replys, but I will not allow flamers. |
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| no real topic |
[Nov. 13th, 2008|01:43 am] |
I am on the edge of death.....I do not, however, care, nor do I blame. My country afforded this to me, and I love my country....Take care, our children, as we before you have paved your roads.....trod them carefully, walk with your eyes open ,your minds and hearts will follow.....I really wish to HELL that I could be there to see all of this |
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| Wow, what a day... |
[Sep. 5th, 2008|08:33 pm] |
You know those types of day. Nothing goes right. Especially when you've been assured that all is green-light. So, allow me to tell you, that when relying on the "experts", remember to ask them one very important question....."Did you idiots ever think to ask any of us, who REALLY DO happen to have a grasp on this farkin' project??" Yeah, I know...I preach to the masses.... sorry, I'll go away for now... |
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| Just Plain Tired... |
[Aug. 29th, 2008|11:31 pm] |
I am finding it harder&harder to find the energy to get-up and go. Guess it could be the illness, therapy, drugs, lackka, Who knows? Not sorrow, as I knew this was possible 25 years ago... but, reality bites. Getting sick&old truly sucks...it ain't fer sissies. This old cowboy ain't cryin', just sayin', stay away from that shiat of gettin' old, as it is grossly overrated. On the bright side, going gray early, and growing a long beard to play at Renn, had me senior discounts years ago. Hells, I never turned them down, as I played an old fellow on the battlefield...worked well, w/ my fake accent and mannerisisms. Now, all that crap has become real...funny, that Know what? I write most of my muses for myself, but let all read, should you please. No need to reply, unless you care to... |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 26th, 2008|08:58 pm] |
WELL, WELL.. 'TAINT IT FUNNY? Here it is, I try to be as quiet as possible.... yet I still catch poo.... I WILL be back with this, as soon as I have time to figure just what type of crap is going on. If I return, mentioning names, it will not be pretty, people... |
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| Ahhh, yes..... |
[Aug. 19th, 2008|10:36 pm] |
So, as not to oppose my last posting, tonight was just as good. Friends arrived, the BBQ was ON! Smoked chicken, smoked brisquit, 50 crabcakes{which I lovingly, spiced&cooked ,hand-picked myself} No fish fillers, no bullshit. Just plain cood crab meat. {ex-chef here}Really wish some of my cyber-friends were there!! 140 acres of horse farm, a peninnsula on the Chesapeake Bay, boats, ponds older than me... Hells Yes, we were good- to- go! Wish I could ship some good foods to my Brit&Aussie friends , and, again, thank you all for friending me!! I would mention names, but you know who you are! Yes, I made it one more orbit, but they are getting less&less. Thanks to Silicone Shayman. As one Wizard-to-annother, I expect to meet you, at last, and know it to be true, my friend. {gosh, but I think we could have been good friends in real life , damn that pond, and all} I go, with a smile, or smirk, of your humor[unless I mis-read/ misunderstood the British style of humor] I'll be gone soon, so, keep up the good work, my unknown friends!! |
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| Writer's Block: Loved Ones Afar |
[Aug. 4th, 2008|04:17 pm] |
Yes, do you think ? Time, life, death, miles,... My bro. & I went many countries. Hells, yer a free American "cause of us". Erich did NOT come home w/ me. Meh, one might expect such results, in our chosen fields, nasty master bastards of our chosen want'em's. Now, I often fish one of our old boats, but know, he is there with me, as we were/are true Pagans. Of the Earth, not motorcycles. Hells, My Goode Sir !!! Should Ye be 'a 'havin' some Shell-Shock-Writer's-Block, FARK__IT< HERE WE ARE . Just now in your court !!Just by the posted question, I kind'a figure we have interests to share. PUNT !! The Ball is now in your court. Oh, Hell, I did not check you out for location. wELL, lATER, BUT, AS i DEAL W/MANY WRITERS/ artists, I want to offer this: "As one nut to another, keep the faith !" talk back if you care, 'cause I can write&talk for hours/days. Peace- Out, Bro ! |
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| Oh, Hells...Not |
[May. 6th, 2008|01:08 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | watching YOU, think? | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  holds the trigger | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Pink Floyd, naturally! | ] |
Not quite done, but should be soon. Expecting lasting results, only to be outdone by future researchers with way too much time on their hands. My passing this way should not hinder this process, though, I hope it is an inspiration to others. This process is going to drive me as fucking nuts, as any fucking bitch could ever do to a man. So, no, my children,you do NOT need to adhere to my design(cocksuckers) and no! I refuse to listen to a group of asshats, who think they know more than me on these subjects! Go ahead, piss in my cornflakes. The end result matters. Only that. FUCK YOU ALL!!! At my age, when I say I'll take my toys and go home? You'd better listen to me! I said, when I built it, that I was the only one amongst us who understood the design, so, stand-off! My sign hangs proudly over my workbench: "If you are not my elder, my equal, or my better, you can never be my boss". I may work 'with' you, but I explained, in advance, my qualifications, so I RULE HERE!!! Go ahead, piss in my cornflakes!!! Tomorrow is now today, asshole. I own the patent, I own you. Keep your shop, as I built an-other, and re-located most of my toolings{you never noticed?}OH, YE, of precious little observational capabilities!!Hell, why can't you put a rise in my Levis, for a change, and admit that I ,ALONE, know what is going down here? YES, CHILDREN, THIS IS MY RANT. YOU HAVE NO INPUT, NOR KNOWLEDGE OF MY PLIGHT. DO NOT REPLY,ONLY THOSE AFFECTED WILL KNOW ME.KEEP YOUR SIMPLE FUCKING JUVENILE REPLIES OFF MY SITE, AS I AM IN A VERY VINDICTIVE MOOD. NUFF SAID |
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| Writer's Block: Cinco de Mayo |
[May. 6th, 2008|12:57 am] |
Without a doubt in my Military Mind! {voices? what voices? I'm fine!} Oh, Shit!! Horton heard a WHAT ??? |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 12th, 2008|10:00 pm] |
Finally met a red-headed lady I can adore.Hummmm,I wonder.After being alone for 9 years, am I even able to be a human being again? Or should I remain as the master shop foreman of all I survey? Maybe, hope that she will NOT kill my dog, as the ex did.I am semi-over that, but, don't kill my dog. Shoot me, why don't you, but, my DOG????? Maybe, possibly, I am seriously NOT over this event. Oh, well, ex-wife. I still miss you, too. BUT: my aim IS IMPROVING!!! Please leave me alone to live again, or I will return to the time you met me: o/c. That is NOT OBSESSIVE/COMPULSIVE. It is: Out-of-Country, where, when the phone doesn't ring, it's me. |
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| Isn't Life Strange??? |
[Nov. 13th, 2007|02:40 am] |
Funny how depression works...Loneliness is just as bad,I suppose, though I do know and deal with this on a professional level.Oh well, oh, hell , why try to use big words at 2:50a.m.??? Maybe I'll take a boat out this weekend, as we have many, and I am certified up to 250 feet, single-handed (don't start, people, if you have no idea what you contest) I am in a deep BLACK mood, thinking about sky-diving, scuba, spelunking, face-scaling, motorcycles, free-style ultra-lites(Hell, killed John Denver, as I recall).Yeah,I got a serious "Death Wish", been to many other countries in the past, and survived. To come home and watch my close friends get killed. "Steeled" is a term you citizens need to learn.......soon.....unless you desire to be forced to learn a new language. Hell, I post to myself. No-one should be reading this, after all.Yes, I know it is public, but take it to heart, and only post should you see it pertinent. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 2nd, 2007|12:52 am] |
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I and my company perform in-home ultra-custom one-of-a-kind installations. So, no 2 homes,nor customers are near being the same. But some out there are SOOOOO far out there, it scares my crews (let alone myself). Just how close will they creep up behind you, while working w/ extremely sharp tools? Well, I turned quickly, and COULD have gutted the wife (survival:0) Husband repeats, 5 min. later, after my warnings not to be under our feet. The stupid bastard will get released WAY after the job is done, no real serious internal damage....but..stitches.So, in comes the son w/ his wife. No better... I turn to move&run head-on smack into them, hands loaded!! Will they move?? Hells no!! Here I am holding approx. 180 lbs., laterally, attempting to get it in a vertical position for transport, and nobody will MOVE. Shit. Why do I bother to do this journal?? nobody reads it, so I suppose it serves as a vent for me, when I find time to write(to nobody who cares) At times, I am sorry to be a loner. Most times, it is best, while watching the crap other folks choose to endure together and share openly. This, as I'm told "Well, you need to get out more, and meet a nice girl!" Sorry, I did that professionally for 12 years(musician), and do NOT go to bars, unless for the closest work lunch. Life&love made me a true cynic. I will stay there, go fishing, crab, turn my cell on only when it suits me. I love&hate my life..... |
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| Losing Hope for Humanity... |
[Jan. 27th, 2007|09:22 pm] |
I grow so damned tired of people who request/nay demand my time at their leisure, and never post.Nor call. Nor return my calls. But powers-that-be), (should ye choose to agree to such tripe)reward these asshats with the gall to find it within themselves to chew my ass for not waiting ALL WEEKEND for their stupidity in showing as they please. O.K., so I waited for 10 hours past the agreed-upon meeting, and said FUCKIT, I"M OUTTA HERE! So, off to the boat. Lovely 50 degree day. Calm bay, alone on the rivers. Perfect!! So, you can see just where this is leading, can't you?? Anyhoo, At a sweet putt, beer in hand, only thing moving (save ducks, loons, skim ice, and mundanes in cages crossing bridges) the gps/nav set on auto/repeat, up-de-creek-on-auto we go. Yeah, yer right!10 min. clear, the cells start.MMRFF!! The urge not to--? Well, after all the required pleasantries(all shoved back in my face) I kindly reminded *said folks* of their untimely phone call. The "Well, we..." & the"Well,I..." afforded me nothing less than wasted cell time. NOW comes the "Well, can't you.., & Why don't you" bullshit.You do not know just how far I can skip a cell phone like a flat stone.......but it's too often I will do that... SO,THEN, and I never told this BASTARD&hisBITCH(customers,on My day off)just where I REALLY WAS,he allows as to how, with my unreliability&unwillingnes to cater to him&his, I was fired. Right. You cannot fire me, I'm my own company. And HE NOW SAYS HE was too busy with fucking his BITCH on his boat, to be able to keep the appointment w/me???Well, FUCK the job.Only$500.00. Not worthy of my time, after all.But, upon reflecting upon my ass-chewing,My decision was to send the voice-encounter to his home phone for ----, I was later told his wife did get the"Business-Voice-Transcript" (by her) MyBad? he knows knot of my dockage |
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| Is it just me, or what ???? |
[Dec. 20th, 2006|02:30 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | deepest dark side | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | pissed off | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Pink Floyd | ] |
So, I cannot find my daughter for 14 plus months. O.K. So, I get a call from the ex, to say my kid was raped/molested (no true story to follow nor track) and also told that I am responsible. told on 12/18/2006. Too much to this story to think about at this time. And, no, I offer not 1 to the bastard truly accused. myself being a true agnostic/nay/pagan, it is only right to say: NOTHING EVERMORE |
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| I Love My Computer..... |
[Jul. 28th, 2006|12:35 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | On D Farm | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | John Prine:Anthology | ] |
O.K.,O.K....Sorry I haven't posted lately. My 'puter 'cided to go south fer a while.My back-up went with it.Go figure.So don't preach to me 'bout Apples being better than my pc.Anyhoo, I,m back, not that anyone reads nor cares, 'cept maybe my new pet. As I was sitting at my desk, catching up on my favorite artist "TabbieWolf", my new pet slithered 'cross my bare feet.Heck, he/she's only 'bout 4', w/ a real 'tude.Hell, I looked at it, and it at me, and we both decided we were not worried 'bout one another. After all, this is a farm, and it is really just another employee, under my watchful eye, me being foreman 'an such.Just another kid.Gotta love it. Crabs are good this year, so far. Also the green eels are doing well.Surprising.Finished 3 boats, and have 6 more in line.Hell, I run a solid-surface&granite shop, who has time fer boats??Just put a note out to Tabbie, but I doubt she will talk to me.Gosh, I really want to meet this lovely lady. Art to die for.............. |
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