Saturday, December 31, 2011

Stay Crazy, PETA

Sometimes I wonder what the thought process is with some people.

CHICAGO (AP)
An animal rights group wants Illinois to install highway signs in memory of cattle killed when trucks hauling them flipped in two separate wrecks.

People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals has asked for permission to buy the markers, one in suburban Chicago and one northwest of Peoria. The group says the signs would pay tribute to the more than 20 cattle killed as a result of negligent driving this year.

I have better idea for you fucking idiots, try using your time and energy investing in traveling roadside barbeques.
Free BBQ sauce at every stop.

Some peoples kids, I swear.

Now I want some tasty dead cow parts, maybe a nice T Bone.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Happy New Years,Joey, You Rotten Sonofabitch.

Just to start it right, remember, Joe Lieberman is gone after this year.

Just for a double plus bonus, that other republican Light, Ben Nelson(T for Traitor) from Nebraska just bailed out too.

I am going to party till I pass out the day I see that rotten fucking sonofabitch no good self serving cocksucker , "Short Ride" to the nearest clinic, double back stabbing turncoat cock swallowing weasel, needle dick bug fucking, turncoat, rotten money grubbing, sell out ,self serving,AIPAC bitch, go down the fucking road.

That scumbag is the head of DHS and absolutely refused to investigate one single allegation against the Bush Administration.

He is dirty beyond dirty and he needs to get thrown out of government or any entity that could possibly have anything to do with government until fifteen years after the motherfucker has been in the ground kicking up Hemlock seeds.

Fuck him and every sonofabitch he does business with.
Rot in Hell under a mile of the Devil's rotten, stinky Gym socks and road stripe stained jock straps, you prick.

My contempt for Joe Lieberman is infinite and eternal.

Just ask me.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

I'm Whupped

I hope everyone had a nice Christmas, I certainly did, even against my protestations, the wife made DAMN sure.


As to being tired, since last Friday, I have put in 23 and a half hours of overtime.

I had Christmas day off and Monday was time and a half because of the Temp agency. I just got off a twelve hour shift and am grateful, I was fully convinced it was going to be a true double, 16 hours then turn around and be back at seven in the morning with about six hours of sleep and I wasn't looking forward to that one bit.

So, now ya know why it is so quiet around here, I was in bed at eight o:clock last night because I knew today was going to be a long one.

I ain't really bitching,just tired. I am damn glad I have a job at all but there has to be a happy medium somewhere!

Eventually, I will get some time to catch up with what is going on, in the mean time;
Fuck Newt Gingrich.

Thanks fer stopping by.

Update, Bonus Round out of the eight guy's I work with throughout the day, five of those motherfuckers have been passing around a nasty head cold.
It is a matter of time and every. fucking. time. I get a head cold, it goes directly to my chest and stays there.
Mark my words, you will soon see me whining and bitching about being sick.
Rotten sonsabitches, stay the fuck home.It's like a fucking Daycare center around there.

Update two;
Another fourteen hours today.
I thought I was tired last night, HA!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas

From all of us Ornery Bastards here.
I certainly hope and pray yours is twice as good as mine is and mine so far has been over the top thanks to the lovely and dangerous* Mrs. Busted.
I certainly hope the coming New Year is ten times better than the last few too, we could all use a break from thieving fucking money men and corrupt partisan politicians.

Thank you from my heart for stopping by, leaving great comments and continuing to inspire me to keep screaming into the void.

I would also like to take a moment to give very special thanks to those who have given to me from their hearts and wallets in the last year.
Things got really tight a few times and every, damned, time, someone of you would just surprise the absolute shit out of me with a very generous donation and I want to thank you personally.

When I am a bit flush once in a great while, I pay that forward every chance I get.

Happy Holidays and may they be over soon, I ain't a Christmas loving guy yet but now that the Mrs. is kicking my ass, we shall see just how fucking jolly I can get.
She is currently sitting on a blanket right in front of me, with the Santa hat on, a red neglige and my favorite Mrs. Santa Red panties on, asking me me if I want some peanut butter bars.

You will have to excuse me now, I just had six typo's in a row.

Merry Christmas to you all.


* Brazenly stolen fromSquatlo Rant, I love that guy.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Have Some Cookies

The lovely wife goes all out at Christmas and made three dozen cookies and some White chocolate Chex Mix too.

Fudge with Butterscotch chips that are to die for.

I took a bunch of her cookies to work and handed them out.

One of the guy's told me to tell her they tasted like shit and she needed to make more so he could try them again.

That's a score.

Mwaa honey.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Bof A Gets off Dirt Cheap

As amazing as it is that even one of these dirt bag fucking banks got sued for their ass jacking mortgage practices, one of the worst motherfuckers just got a slap on the hand and walked away for pennies on the dollar.

Why even bother?
335 million bucks is a fucking disgrace. Fucking around within the laws and without needs to stop.
Take my word for it, BofA is to this day is trying to figure out how to fuck you, even it is for two fucking cents.
That shit adds up.

I read in the paper today the Feds are compiling some tougher rules on the big, Mega banks, they have not been implemented yet and the cocksuckers are already squealing like stuck pigs.
The feds say they need to keep a bunch more cash to stave off more bail outs in case they screw the pooch again like they did when they started squealing they needed to be bailed out, to the tune of Billions of tax payer money.

Anyone remember that shit?
they went to Congress and demanded billions of dollars, with a three page
note written on cocktail napkins and threatened financial Armageddon if their demands were not met immediately.

It is fucking comedy, a banker handing over a note to rob the biggest bank in the world and walked away scot free.

I have a better idea, if you are too big to fail, you are too big to exist.
The fucking Feds need to get serious and break those fuckers up so they can't even begin to threaten our National economy, let alone the entire World economy.
The World economy is still so unstable because of this bullshit, the mess in Europe, where fuckers like GoldMan Sachs dumped their toxic shit, on purpose, is to this day, almost five years later, still fucking the world economy, cash flow, employment, housing and mortgage rates, foreclosures and causing entire countries to flirt with bankruptcy.

The rotten cocksuckers have fucked around enough to drop our countries credit rating and get devalued for the first time in history and the dirty sonsabitches in charge of those same financial institutions not only walk free like the war criminals of the Bush administration, but still collect record compensation packages including 20 fucking million dollars for the asshole Jamie Dimon at JP Morgan;

Dimon's total compensation jumped nearly 1,500 percent
to $20.8 million in 2010 from $1.3 million a year earlier, based on the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission's compensation formula, a regulatory filing showed.

Go after these sonsabitches and make it hurt, that is the whole point you dumbasses!

1500 percent.
Right.

When is the last time you got a raise big enough to buy a lambourghini on a fucking whim?

Better yet, when is the last time you got a raise, period?

Even fucking better, are you currently employed?

BofA just walked away laughing their asses off.

They bought a company that fucked thousands of people out of their homes and made money doing it.Better yet, they are sitting on billions of dollars of foreclosed Real estate that they are keeping off the books and stand to make a very, tidy, profit eventually.

That shit needs to stop.

If our government seems to think they can arrest and detain me as a domestic terrorist with no warrant and on their say, I want to see Wall Street emptied out by five PM Friday and Guantanamo full to the point they have to ship in barges out in the bay to hold all those domestic terrorists who killed our economy, five years ago, and still get millions of dollars a year for getting away with it.

Kiss my fucking ass.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Santa Ain't Looking So Good This Year

Damn dude, a Speedo?
Really?
As a matter of fact, I ain't so sure that is a dude after all, which scares the shit out of me even more!


Well, Christmas is going to be pretty damn tight around this whole country again this year but in the spirit of the season, I would like to thank each and everyone who stopped by my little rant hole and would like to extend my best wishes to you and yours for a Happy New year.

As a token of my affection, let me give you a dose of eye bleach to erase that last image and put me back in your good graces;

No my dear lady friends, I didn't forget you.... Fair is fair.

I just might get that Google warning about inappropriate content yet but it's just because I love ya honeys.

Who am I trying to kid, I ain't ending this post looking at some guy's ass, this one is for me!



Merry Christmas to you all and thanks fer stopping by.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Oh, Great

Now we get to deal with another chuckle head.

It's not like North Korea is any thing kind of stable, that place has been fucked up crazy for eighty fucking years.
Kim's kid is in no way ready to run a dictatorship with millions of starving people.

Forget Iran, this is where the neocons are going to point their little warmongering dicks at now.

Bet me money.

It's a whole new ball game .

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Got My Hair Cut Yesterday, Both Of Them

Yeah, I was over due.
Took the boy with me, he has been clamoring for a hair cut for days.

Unusual for a kid.
There is a little barber shop in the town I lived in and I have literally been going to that place for twenty years now.
Two sweet ladies owned the place and one of those ladies was a dear, dear friend.
I just flat loved Linda.

Pretty little blond, thin and just a sweet heart.
She used to invite me to parties at her place fifteen miles out of town, she lived right next to the river.

I will never forget watching the salmon digging nests in the gravel and spawning five feet away.

She has been gone five years now.

Liver cancer.
I went and saw her a couple of months before she passed away and there wasn't much left of her then.
I was almost afraid to give her a hug, I thought I would break her.

If she weighed eighty pounds I would have been surprised.

I do miss that lady to this day.
That barber shop is right next to the bar I used to live in and she would come get my drunk ass and drag me over to give me a good going over, the works.
Hair cut, beard trim, eye brows, mustache and a neck trim for twelve bucks.

Her partner Brenda still does that for me and I don't ever remember walking out of there without giving her twenty.

That's because I think the world of her and I only get my hairs cut three times a year.
Both of them.

Something to give you a chuckle regarding barbers,
when I was a kid, maybe six or seven, my Grandfather took me and my little brother to the barber shop.
He was two or three and the barber put a booster seat on the chair, picked him up, sat him down and asked him what kind of hair cut he wanted.

He pointed at my very bald Grandpa and said he wanted one just like him.
One with a hole in the middle.


Thanks fer stopping by.

Update'

Just to let you know, Linda was very active in the community and was adored by hundreds of other people too.

So much so ,that the city put a cast iron bench in the park down town and put a small, solid rock column in the ground with her picture on it as a remembrance.

I have been known to go visit her on occasion and am overdue.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Good Eats

Oh my, the wife out did herself for dinner tonight.

Thin cut pork chops, salt, pepper, a good dose of chili powder and fry the living shit out of them.

Crunchy on the outside and sweet and juicy at the bone.

Fried potatoes, bread and butter, a nice salad and yes, Ma'am, you have my favorite dinner.

All I missed was a chunk of raw onion.
I am talking some awesome grub here.

I ate so much I am comfortably stuffed.

I normally don't eat very much all at once, I eat here and there all day but I put in eleven hours today and she had the first batch making my favorite noise when I got home.
Silly girl, she was cutting the meat off pork chops with a knife.Lucky me, I just grab 'em and start gnawing on 'em like a starving scavenger beasty.


Table manners?
Don't make me laugh.

My Granny used to make pork chops like this and one day, there was one left.
I grabbed for it at the same time my uncle did, I got there first with my hand and my uncle had a fork.
I drew back bleeding but I had the pork chop, he drilled me but good on the back of my hand and I didn't miss a beat,Scarf.City..

I got to finish off five or six to the point my cat was pissed off, there is nothing left.

Sorry kitty, mine!

Yumm,yumm, I saved one for lunch tomorrow.

Damn, I love this woman.

She is from Minnesota but I am going to teach her how to cook Southern style if it kills me and she just stepped up to the plate, waved her spatula at the fences and knocked one out of the park.

So far, my plan for world domination is on schedule, I have patience......
and an appetite.

Wanna see little pieces of cat and a happy Ornery Bastard on Extra Dry?
Throw one of those pork chops in there.


My all time favorite Far Side cartoon.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Tarsjay Strikes Again.

This is a bit inconceivable but apparently true.

Target, the giant fucking big box store, told a teacher, who's students raise money and go buy stuff for a Crisis nursery, fer chrissakes, that they can't come and spend up to two thousand dollars without two weeks notice because of scheduling issues for the tellers, I shit. You. Not.

They can't handle twenty five extra customers all at once.
I have been in one and they are huge.

A snippet from the teachers recollection of her conversation with some complete fucking bitch at Target that she posted on Facebook,

"Well, you can't come in. The schedule is made and I just don't have the cashiers. I need at least two weeks' notice. Sorry," Shelly said, curtly.

"We usually spend over $2000... Would you prefer we head over to Wal-Mart?"

"Hold on." When Shelly returned to the phone, I was told, "Nope. Sorry. We can't accommodate you."

I told her, "It has never been a problem in the past, and we have never given two weeks' notice before."

"Well, actually, it has been a problem, ma'am, because we can't check other guests out when you're here." She replied, with a definite tone rising in her voice.

"So, we can't spend our money there on Friday?"

"No."

"Okaaayy...I suppose we will go somewhere else then. Thank you," and I hung up.


In her letter, the teacher explains that her students don't all rush into the store and go nutso on the shelves. Instead, they do their shopping in groups of four. They also show up at the store at the non-peak time of 8:45 a.m. and are usually done and gone by 11 a.m.

Additionally, the group has a purchase order charge account with Target so as to make the entire buying process easier.

My emphasis because that makes this so much more ridiculous it went off the chart, they aren't even using cash.


Fuuuck you Target, you just shit the bed in my opinion
.

Talk about some bad PR, this went national.

I never liked 'em anyway, if you pay cash for something and want to return it, they won't give your money back, they make ya choke on a motherfucking gift card.

Another Fuck You in my book.

I have heard of some dumb shit but these kids have been doing this for five years now and they even got a heads up letter.

My question is ,
who in the fuck who has ever had an ounce of management experience couldn't accommodate these kids?


Ya lazy wench, get your lazy fucking ass behind the fucking cash register yer own self for fucks sake!

Some people just amaze me with their unwillingness to step up to the plate, ESPECIALLY, when it is for charity.

Being Christmas time, babies are involved and little kids have gone out of their way to help them?

Three strikes, you are out.

You can tell Target to kiss my fucking ass and I drive by one of those motherfuckers going and coming to work every fucking day and I can tell you something you can take to the bank, I will never darken their doorsteps again, as if I was going to anyway.

If you would like, you can drop a dime on 'em and tell them just how much you love what they do for the community.
1-800-591-3869

H/T

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Say Hi to Labrys

Some of you might recognize the name, some won't.

She is the epitome of an American Patriot.

Please take a moment and drop by her new place, read what she has to say,leave a comment and tell her Busted sent ya.

This lady has strong opinions and deserves your attention.

The old saying of been there, done that, will take on a new meaning.

I am very happy to see her back in Blogland.

Missed her, I did.

I saw the Eclipse yesterday

Lucky me, I got to be at work at six A.M. and had the chance to go out and watch the lunar eclipse once in a while.

I couldn't believe it, for once, there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

The last one for three years I hear.

Kinda makes ya feel really small but it was beautiful because it was a full moon too.


Have some Bob Seger that fits this occasion very well.
Nice and slow, Shame On On The Moon.

In Light Of the Cold Weather Lately

I thought I would give ya a timely warning;

Don't eat the yellow snow.

Happy Zappadan kids.

Nice Set Of Pipes Ya Got There

I just love this woman.



Her old man wails on the guitar too.
Susan Tedeschi and Derek Trucks.

Friday, December 09, 2011

100,000 RedNeck Dogs Just Heard A loud Whistle

I cannot fucking believe my local paper put this fucking piece of shit, right wing dog whistle motherfucking editorial in their paper without apologizing before hand.

This is so fucking blatant I want to slap someone in the face, namely some right wing authoress named Kathleen Parker,then the editor, twice.


Parker: Gingrich’s sins forgivable to voters
.

In the first place, Newt Gingrich is neck and neck with that despicable fucking jerk KKKKarl Rove when it comes to being lying cheating and stealing rotten sonsabitches who should be in jail instead of on television.

Newts escapades are legend.

Way too many to list here.

The fact that this Parker lady is trying to get the rest of us to conveniently forgive and forget all the shit this asshole has pulled in the last thirty years and having it carried by syndication just pisses me the fuck off almost beyond words.

Newt Gingrich is a fucking scumbag of the highest order and wants to be President.

It is to laugh.

Ain't, gonna, happen.

If you thought Cain went down in flames, wait until they turn the microscope on this weasel motherfucker.

Some excerpts from Dame Parker that especially turned my stomach;
Romney may have a more serious problem than is conceivable given the trolley of baggage that Gingrich has to drag around. The largest pieces include: taking huge sums in consulting fees from Freddie Mac; ethics violations from his days as speaker of the House; an extramarital affair with a Hill staffer, his now-wife Callista, while he was trying to impeach Bill Clinton for lying about his extramarital dalliance with an intern. Gingrich’s rise may indicate a populace that considers the nation’s challenges more important than personal foibles. Or, more likely, his surge is an affirmation of the Republican base’s preference for a good ol’ boy from the South rather than an exotic from a vacation reef out in the middle of the ocean.

Get that?

It's my bold because the dog whistle racist undertones just went screaming by like a fucking ambulance siren at full blast.

If you didn't catch that little bit of innuendo, you are a complete fucking moron.

We are not done yet either, the very next sentence,

If exotic got us into this mess, then mightn’t the antidote be a Georgian who knows his way around the Federalist Papers?

Apparently, "exotic" is the new nigger to these people.

They have no sense of shame and try to find a new way to call people who aren't pasty fucking white like that scary looking Calista Gingrich some form of nigger.

Sand nigger, Buck nigger, nigger fucking nigger, these people are stuck in the past, pining to own a couple.
It is beyond disgusting and my local editor high fived some other pasty white asshole and let this shit get printed in my local paper.

Then, the wench goes on to praise old Newtie for being a pious bastard who's most important thing he has ever done was to switch to Catholicism so he can sin without a care in the wold because all he has to do is go to confession, say a few fucking Hail Mary's and he is suddenly pristine again.

Just one more reason he is a contemptible piece of fucking shit.

I will tell you this now, there is no way on earth, other than the Supreme Court assfucking us again, that this man is EVER going to be the President.

Go read the rest of this fucking womans contemptible opinion piece.

After you get done seething at the blatant assholery, you will realize that fact and turn around, pull your britches down and tell her to kiss your ass like I did.

I am still seething that I actually saw this in my local paper but they regularly have that asshole Sowell, and other known Right wing shit disturbers on their editorial page.

I do get to snicker at the dumb fucking bastards though, they spent 13 million dollars having a new building built and had to sell it and move back to their old bunker after two years.

Fuck you, assholes.

Karma is a bitch and so is this idiot Kathleen Parker.

Thursday, December 08, 2011

What's That, Ya Say?

I went and had a hearing test done today after work, part of the process of being hired permanently after my 90 day double secret probation is over, hope hope.

It came out just like I thought it would.

I told the nice lady I was deaf in one ear and can't hear out of the other.

I was close.

Turns out I do have some issues, she was quite concerned.
I told ya, nice lady. Cute too.

It seems I really don't hear so good out the right side but the left is considerably worse.

She told me if and when I get medical to go see a doctor.

Like that is going to happen anytime soon.

She asked me if that when someone is talking to me and their is background noise if it sounded like they were mumbling.

Bingo, hit that right on the head.

It's especially bad at work because their is tons of background noise and I have to wear ear plugs to boot.

I can't hear shit when people talk to me.

This has been an ongoing problem for me for several years and I have to admit, I do a lot of lip reading.

I just have to lean in and tell them to speak up.

That and saying "What" to the point it is embarassing.

I'm pretty sure it isn't going to affect my employment though, it is mainly a benchmark to compare with later.

They seem to like me pretty good, I had coveralls ordered the second week I was there and another guy had been there four months and hadn't.
Pissed him off.

Now, he has been there five months and he has seen the sheet with his name on it for the same hearing test on the bosses desk for a week and they haven't given it to him yet.

I'm liking my odds here.

I have never missed a day or been late, thank the good lord.

I came close this morning.
I went out to get in The Beast and it was iced up good.
Being an old Ford truck, it has a heater core the size of a postage stamp and those old bastards were notorious for being cold blooded.
I finally dug in my ass pocket and dug out my debit card to scrape the windshield with.
Then I had to stop for gas (a whopping nine MPG) and watch for ice to get there.

It finally started defrosting the windshield after about four miles and never did really get warm.

That was my day, how was yours?

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Dear Google

Fuck you very much for forcing me to use your updated Gmail, seriously.

I had been exing out of your little suggestions for weeks now for a fucking reason.

I didn't want to upgrade because what I had already worked just fine.

Now, I had no fucking choice, I couldn't get to my email because you decided I needed to suck your fucking dick and choke on it too.

Fuuuuuuuuuck you, assholes.
As a certified mechanic, I want you to listen closely,

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

What Gordon Said

If ya been around here for any length of time, you will know that I have several internet buddies.

Several as in many.

There are some damn decent folks out there who pay attention to the shit we get fed on a regular basis.

The joint I go to first every Day when I can is my buds at Alternate Brain.

They are all over the latest news and I agree with their assessment of said news, especially the news of a political nature.

I do believe my pal Gord just knocked one out of the park and into a windshield.

Good on ya bud.

I would love to see Nancy Pelosi yank up her skirt, show everyone her balls and throw that dirty motherfucker Newt Gingrich under a convoy of busses.

I ain't overly enamored of Pelosi but seeing her drop a depth charge in the middle of Newt's lying ass would give me a serious chubby.

Monday, December 05, 2011

Dancin' Fool For Zappadan!

Have a listen to some classic Zappa.

Best heard with decent headphones, there are some nice percussion moments.

Sunday, December 04, 2011

Prescient, I Am

And a hearty Fuck You to this guy;

Ending days of intense speculation, Republican presidential candidate Herman Cain announced Saturday that he will suspend his unlikely campaign, citing the toll that weeks of sexual-harassment and adultery allegations have taken on his family.

Damn, I just had pizza tonight, what a coincidence.

Bye Bye motherfucker.

So, that still leaves several crazy incompetent stupid people in the race to be our Supreme Commander.

Pepto Bismal anyone?

Finally

Three days.
That's how long it took Quest to fix their internet connection.

I figure somebody did the old Backhoe through the cable trick.

In other internet news, those dirty cocksucking mother fucking no good sonsabitches at Verizon struck again.

I swear and I do swear, someone is testing my limits.

After all the bullshit I have put up with those fuckers,after expressly asking them if there were ANY MORE FUCKING CHARGES, I paid those sonsabitches off and told them to go fuck themselves, but no.

No, they had to break one off in my ass as a parting gift.

I got a bill in the mail for 18.99 for two fucking days in their billing period after calling them, paying them and NOT USING their fucking service.

Pissed off?

Oh fuck yes I was pissed off.

Why am I paying for something I didn't use?

I argued with some young lady until I was blue in the face and my wife was telling me to just pay them so we wouldn't have it sent to a collection agency.

I am still livid with those motherfuckers but I finally gave them their blood money and told that girl I wanted a certified letter from those motherfuckers that there would be no further contact.
No letters, no texts, no phone calls, nothing.

Of course, as soon as I hung up, I got a text message thanking me for my payment.
Head, desk, repeat until dizzy.

I never want to hear a god damn thing from Verizon again.

That's when Quest decided to take a shit....

Thank you sir, may I have another...

Christ almighty.