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.

Natural Beauty

I hiked around these three  when I was twelve years old. What  you can't see is three more volcanoes.

Purty, ain't it., They are called the Three Sisters.
they are in the Cascade range.

I got to watch that view today,

This is what Bobby Jendell said  he didn't want to pay for volcano monoriting

Fucking idiot.

Relax For A Fucking Minute

 This is good, trust me.

Just so ya know, I always thought Steve Winwood was just a keyboard guy.

Oh, Fuck, no.

The guy is apparently a guitar master as well and this video had me with my jaw hanging open.

One more thing before we all kick back and watch an awesome performance.
Can I just say I fucking LOVE back up singers?



And yes dear, I'm looking at you, Suzanne.

Another Great Post By Someone Else

I have been trying to find something to jump start my creative juices and have been left cold and dry so I decided to put some links up to some other authors.

Some you would not necessarily think I would link to maybe but worthy of a read in my opinion.
You can't always be right about anything and sometimes taking a look at alternative viewpoints will give you a new perspective.

In this case, I think Sgt. Jarhead did a masterful job.

It really isn't political in an us VS. them way in regards to any one political party, it is more US, VS. THEM, as in all of us, getting dumbed down by the PTB for centuries and how it affects us all in these trying times.

An excellent essay in my opinion.

Please take a few moments to go read this, it is well worth your time.

Well said sir.

There is a God

Click on it twice.
Can the new Far Side be soon behind?

Update, LMAO, I so got busted swiping this from someone else.


The credit is due to Lockwood at Outside The Interzone.

One totally cool guy, check him out!

Good Eats.

OK, I had to beg to get the ingredients for the sauce for this, but this is off the charts awesome good fucking grub!

We were watching The Food Channel a couple of weeks ago and some guy was telling how you can get two great steaks out of what they call a Seven Bone Roast and still have plenty left over to make a great soup.

True, I have cooked Seven Bone Roasts before and they have GREAT flavor.

Nasty made a stew one night, I made a vegetable beef soup the next , we mixed the two leftovers the next night and it was what she called, Sex Food, Orgasmic.

Now for the next level.

Get ya one of those Seven Bone Roasts, for as much meat and flavor that is in one of those, they are cheap.

Cut it in two unless you are trying to feed an entire clan.

Now, get ya a Nasty Girl and proceed to follow her directions.

Here it is, Introducing my Girlfriend in her very own first post;
Nasty Girl.

Take my word for it, I had to coersce her to give this up but it is sooooo, worth it.

Hey, it's me Nasty, Busted's better half. There really is no secret to this. It's just the seven bone roast rubbed with onion soup mix and put in the fridge to marinate and soak up all that lovely onion flavor. Then you just mix together a can or two of cream soup, whatever kind pumps your nads (I used cream of chicken) with a couple of packets of gravy mix any flavor (I used brown). Brown the roast in bacon grease a couple of minutes each side and put in a slow cooker along with the gravy and let it hang out in the fridge overnight. Slow cook the next day about four hour or until it is falling off the bone and Voila! You have tender, juicy, succulent meat with orgasmic flavor that you can serve however you want. Mashed potatoes as a side with a vegetable, or on a hoagie roll over a brat dipped in that awesome gravy. Yum! I'll let Busted finish the rest of this post. I need to go tend to my roast. Last night we had mashed potatoes and veggie. Tonight we are having it on a hoagie with some cottage cheese on the side. I hope you enjoy this as much as we do.

Me again. Let me tell ya,there wasn't a fucking thing left.
We had a couple of neighbor kids and their mom over and it was scarfed clean.

You can use this roast a lot of different ways but it is awesome however ya do it as long as ya prep it right first.

Thank you sweetie, and that is our Boy Scout moment of the week.

Enjoy.

I Would Like To Introduce You To Someone

This is my Granddaughter, Anabelle.

She is a cute little thing and as you can imagine, at 5 years old, quite precocious as well.

She is just a little sweetie.
If you can spare the time, go vote for the guy's video, it is obvious he has some serious talent.

I'd vote for it even if it wasn't my little grandkid.

 Cute is cute and it is damn cute.


Kudos to Mr. J Lowe, a very well done video sir.

I am a baaaaaaad Grandpa, I need to go see the little darling here pretty quick, her Momma's Birthday is coming up. Beautiful woman and as sweet as apple pie.

I love her dearly and am very proud of her. She married one hell of a nice guy .
Hell, I am proud of all my kids,love all of them very much, they are all nice kids.
Good looking and polite, I must have done something right when I wasn't looking.

Good on yer Momma too, she had more to do with their up bringing than I did.

A tip of the hat to ya, Doris.

The Power Of A Smile

Ok, I can be a grumpy fucking bastard, that is a given.
I can also be a nice guy, don't you fucking tell anyone.

The GF and I were at The Big Store yesterday, getting some shit for dinner, oh and beer too.
I noticed all these people were all looking grumpy and afraid, seriously, no one even wanted to make eye contact with each other and studiously avoiding each other, when there were at least two hundred fucking people in this store.

We had her Autistic son with us, who is basically harmless but he is a big dude, full grown at about two hundred pounds and twenty seven years old, he is still like a little kid and wanders off constantly.
That means we are constantly having to look around and say, about forty times per visit, where the fuck is he now?

He doesn't get too far but it is just something that we need to be aware of.
Any way, back to my point.
In having to bump around and move the cart every ten seconds, I was doing my best to be polite, excuse myself for being in some ones way, excuse me, let me move my cart, etc., etc.
I always smiled at who I was talking to, little kids, little old ladies, Gentrified old gentlemen, harried mothers trying to get something for dinner and having to keep the kids under control, the same thing every one of us has to deal with. Pretty soon, I started noticing that when I was being polite and smiling at all these different people,I noticed every, single, one of them went from scowling, to smiling back at me.

I shouldn't be so amazed but, I was.

It was amazing.

The little old ladies perked right up, the little kids eyes lit up, the old gent stood up straighter, I really can't put it into words but I finally ,just realized it.

I have to admit, I have also noticed that getting to be an old fart has it's advantages.
The little cuties smile back at you too.

That's always a bonus.

I have always, since being a little ornery bastard, been told that I have beautiful eyes.

The girls in school used to have fits because I have naturally long and thick eyelashes, which they reminded me of while putting some kind of shit on theirs with the little brush thing.

I guess it is the getting old thing, if I try ,just a little bit, I can smile with my eyes and not say a fucking word.
A little bit of pleasantry to go with that, and I just changed some ones whole outlook on life. It is absolutely fucking amazing.

Actually, I don't have to try, it comes naturally.
I am a flirt by nature and I have always had a soft spot for little old ladies and babies.

It's the fucking Boy Scout in me I guess.

Like I said, the cuties are just a bonus.

Take  a fraction of a second and smile at someone with out saying a word the next time you are out and watch what happens. Then do it thirty more times in one store and really watch what happens after that.

Someone should do a documentary on that.


OK, enough with the happy happy huggy crap. Back to being a grumpy assed curmudgeon in 3...2..1..

Maybe Later

I'm sure I should rant about some fucking thing, I had an interesting day yesterday, helping my niece move.
I can tell ya one thing for sure, I'm getting old.
I did a lot of pointing.
Actually that wasn't a bad thing, they had this big box van damn near loaded when I pointed out they hadn't loaded the washer and dryer or the fridge.
Hey, sometimes it pays to stand around and drink beer.Someone has to pay attention to details.

Not such a bad thing after all.

One of my brothers has an office furniture business, they do all kinds of shit, moving peoples stuff is high on that list.
It was his daughter that we were moving, a half mile to my parents place. They are heading South for a few months.
Of  course it poured fucking rain all damn day.
My nieces new husband  was all over it, my other brother was there, he is a big dude, I really didn't do too much, for once I didn't kill my lower back. We put a bunch of stuff in a warehouse, it went like clock work.

After all that my brother C., took us out to breakfast in downtown SE Portland.
Some place called My Fathers Place.

OMG, a real working mans joint, lot's of young folks hang out there too. $6.75 for Chicken fried stealk same price for Ham, mushrooms, all scrambled up in eggs, steak and eggs too.
What a great place.
Of course, lot's of whiskey and cokes and Bloody Mary's involved too.


I surprised the GF and drove up here last night in the dark the pouring rain, got here dang near midnight.

I know I had something else to say but I'll be damned if I can remeber what it was right this second.

Time for breakfast.

BTW, this caramel coffe stuff is the shit.

Thanks fer stopping by.

Have Some More Of That Shit

Now, ya want to hear some sexy shit?

 Boy howdy, I just did.
Grab yer wimmins and fucking get after it, this is some serious shit.

I kid you not, if you don't like this, there is something seriously wrong with ya.

I Met The Fokkers Today

Every one is always afraid of meeting their signifigant others parents.


I am looking forward to Thanksgiving.

Damn nice guy.
Nasty Girl's Mom is a sweet heart. Regular folks.


 It was all good and I think I passed muster.
Nobody get their panties in a bunch, we have been steady for over a year and I ain't getting up in the morning.

Win, win.

Nap Time

I can barely see to type and had to crawl on my hands and knees to get to the keyboard but holy shit, am I having a good time.

Cover me, I'm going back in.....

Road Trip

I haven't seen the Girl Friend in a couple of weeks and emails an' phone calls just aren't cutting it.
Gonna throw some dirty clothes in the truck, check the fluids and tires and hit the fucking road.
The cat food bowl is full, the little shit is down there munching away as I type. It is good for at least three days, it's a big bowl.
Plenty of water, I propped open the cabinet door in the bathroom, the wily little varmint can come and go as she pleases.
Turn off the furnace and the lights, this fucking computer, lock the front door and off into the wild blue yonder.

With any luck, after I stop and get gas, an hour and a half later, I'll be squeezing on my honey.




Thanks fer stopping by this little corner of the internet, I really do appreciate it. I'll be nice, I promise.

HA HA HA HA HA!
It rained some early this morning and I am happy to report no signs of leaks at this time.

A Two Day Headache

I thought I got rid of the fucker but I see it is back.

It started last night, was here with a vengeance this morning when I woke up, afternoon, whatever.
Now it is back again.

I might have to result to the Rush Limbaugh cure.
No, ya fucking perverts, I ain't talking about little boys from foriegn countries. I have one of those little pills he likes so much.
Jesus, not the blue ones, you people are just fucking nasty, get your minds out of the gutter, you are crowding me.
I am talking pain killers instead of hard on pills, thank you very much..
I could be comfortably numb here in a few minutes, I am still debating if it is necessary.
A two day headache ain't a lot of fun.
What the fuck, all I have to do tomorrow is get cat food, take a shower, get some gas and haul ass to go see my sweety.
I certainly won't be telling her I have a headache when I get there...



While I am at it, because I just absolutely love the lady,



Have a nice day and be kind to someone.

Hurts So Good

Apparently this "gettin' old" shit is going around. I think I got it, too.

Went and played me some indoor football the other day. For the first time in about 5 years. With kids half my age, for the most part. Damn, I'm sore. I literally rolled out of bed onto the floor the next morning. It was the only fucking way I could get up.

I held my own and I think I even surprised some of the little bastards with how well I played. Heh, they forgot that the old gray-bearded guy with braces on both ankles and one knee has been playing since before most of them were born.

I scared the shit out of one kid, I think. I got the ball near the wall with him behind me and I could tell he was gonna try and nab it by going between me and the wall. Oh, no you don't. I put my foot on top of the ball and slammed myself into the wall to block him. Cut that move right the fuck off. Heard some gasps from guys who thought I had slammed him into the wall but then I heard a couple of guys go "nice" when they saw that I didn't foul him and still retained possession as he ran into my back. I scooped the ball around with my left foot, turned and went around him like he was an orange cone on a practice field. Go lay down, son...you just got worked by 35 years of experience.

Two freakin' hours we played. I was getting cramps in my legs by the end. Been sore all fucking week. Hurt like a bastard to sit down and get up for about 3 days. I'm feeling better just in time. Gonna do it again day after tomorrow. And yeah, it'll hurt for days and days afterwards and people will ask me when I'm gonna stop playing. I'll tell 'em the same thing I always tell 'em...when I walk like this before the game.

Meh, so it hurts. Big deal. Being sore all week just reminds you of how much fun ya had. If you don't believe me then ask OB next time he's been home from Nasty Girl's place for a few days. I'm pretty sure he'll vouch for that.

spongebobcrackwhore

p.s. - Okay, so I lied about no more football posts until Brazil 2014. Get over it.

Happy Fathers Day

You nasty bastards.

How do you think we all got here?

Dads doing the nasty.

Heh, you moms don't get off the hook either, nasty.

Hell, we're all nasty bastards now that I think of it, some of us are just way the hell nastier than others.

Guilty as charged.
So, if ya get the chance on this Fathers day, get yer nasty on.
Trust me, you'll feel a whole lot better.

Off The Charts Awesome

Looks harmless enough, no?
Just some pancakes with cream whip and strawberries.

Wrong.

There is a secret weapon hidden in the middle that will knock yer socks off.

My girlfriend came up with this and it is over the top.
That secret weapon would be a layer of cheesecake spread in between those two pancakes.

*Warning*
THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART.

This is so damn rich that you might not be able to finish it but Oh My God, is this good!!

Ya GOTTA have a cup of hot coffee with this to wash it down.
My preference is to also have a shot of whisky to cut the sweetness at the end but I am here to tell ya, this is a very nice treat once in a while.

Damn, the girl is spoiling my narrow ass.
I fuckin' love it too.

All's Quiet At The Weasel Den

My roomie moved out the other day, he is house sitting for a buddy of his who goes fishing in Alaska during the summer. Good for him, I am going to miss his drunk ass though, hell of a cook and he did dishes too.

The place is a disaster now though.
I had enough room to get past the fridge and found a tote full of cookware I got from my Grandmother a year ago.
I have shit scattered all over now, trying to sort stuff out. I did three sink loads of dishes, gave my neighbor enough different kinds of knives to open a store, along with all the coffee cups he could carry and a George Foreman grill and other crap.

Time to downsize again.

I want to keep as much of Grannies stuff as possible, that's when they made stuff to last. Some of these things are sixty five years old, at least.
I knew damn good and well I had a casserole dish with a lid, found that.Bigger than this one too.




Antique cheese grater, check, antique flour fluffer with the screen at the bottom, check, more shit than I can shake a stick at, check.
Now I have to get rid of the Made In China crap to make room for the Made In America stuff that I loved since I was a child.


I even have her old Singer sewing machine, in the cabinet.
A lot of this stuff I am holding on to because they were going to throw it away and I figure by the time I am near death, the nieces, nephews and cousins are going to wish they had a little bit of something from Great Granny.If they don't , it's their loss.
In the mean time, I am going to use the shit out of it because it is Old School, high quality stuff.

As the saying goes, they don't make it like that anymore.

That and I just love antique shit for the same damn reason.

How 'bout some good news for a change?

This is from Portland, Oregon. It ain't much of an article so I'll just post the whole thing (horribly bad writing and all).

Two jail inmates who gave first aid to a stricken Oregon sheriff's deputy are being credited with help saving his life.

The Multnomah County sheriff's office said the deputy and an inmate work crew were helping a stranded motorist in the Portland area when the deputy needed medical assistance Friday afternoon.

James Parker and Michael Smith began cardiopulmonary resuscitation with assistance from a 911 dispatcher and a doctor who stopped to assist until emergency crews arrived.

The sheriff's office said the deputy is a 25-year veteran but asked that his name not be immediately released while he recovers.

Officials say quick thinking and immediate action by the inmates helped save his life.

You gotta like that....them guys could have bailed and taken their chances or just stood back and watched but instead they stayed and saved the life of the cop who was guarding them. I dunno what they were in for but if it wasn't serious (which it probably wasn't since they were on a work crew) I'd say they just paid their debt to society in one fell swoop.

Good on ya, James Parker and Michael Smith.

spongebobcrackwhore

Happy Easter From Ornery Bastard

I certainly hope everyone is enjoying the good company of their family and devouring an excellent Easter meal just like I did a few moments ago.

Let me take a moment to give a big shout out to my Mom, hellofa meal honey.

I tell ya, Those Spiral Cut Hams are one of my favorite things to eat.

They are fucking expensive but you can eat all damn week on one of those things, even after a family dinner.

Ham sandwiches, Scalloped potatoes and ham, Split Pea soup with ham, scrambled eggs and ham, it is truly a great meal stretcher.

Just a little bit of ham is a great flavor enhancer in any dish.


Thanks fer stopping by, I am savoring a nice whiskey and I see a nap in my future.