Nicely Done

I had my neighbor put some heavy duty shelves in a closet by my built in refrigerator that I wasn't using.
He did a fantastic job, 3/4 inch plywood.

When I get home tonight, I am going to fill those suckers up with canned goods that I bought the other day when I had a run away.
I had an unexpected windfall and went out and bought a ton of long term storage foods.
I had just enough left over for the shelves to be done.

I am a much happier guy now.

Winter is fast approaching and I have a couple of projects that I put off and I need to get those done.

I need to get a couple more propane tanks and have them filled too.
I ran out last winter in the middle of a blizzard and I have no wish to repeat that experience.

When I had the neighbor tear out the nasty hide a bed, I kept the mattress, it looked like it had never been used.
I asked him to help me take the old mattress off my bed so I could replace it.
I was going to throw it away but he wanted it for his kid to sleep on when he showed up.

Jesus Christ what a project!
Try getting a Queen sized mattress out of the nose of a fifth wheel, through a fucking door that is twenty four inches wide, then repeat this feat in reverse to put it in his place.

Oh my aching back.My shoulder too.

Heavy bastard, with nothing to grab a hold of.
But, it's progress.
Now I have to go put everything back that got knocked down in the struggle, when ya walk in and turn to go to the bedroom area, it looks like a hurricane went through the joint.


I hate housework but I gotta get off my ass and get it done.

Went and did five loads of laundry last night too.
Now that I think about it, it's no wonder I am so damn tired.

Oh well, no rest for the wicked.

BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

Aye, Shit, It's Way late.

I was going to rant about those spineless fucking Dems threatening to take away the anti trust advantage that those motherfuckers in the insurance industry have been exploiting but I got busy.
I was also going to rant about Obama wanting to cut the exorbitant salaries some of those assholes on Wall street have been getting, but I got busy.
I was also going to rant about the CIA buying into some domestic spying asshole software outfit, but I got busy.


I am so busy, Fuck The World and have a nice fucking day.

Come Friday, I am going to get seriously busy.

Just shoot the fuckers and I won't be so busy.
Dirty sonsabitches.

Let Me Just Say Thanks

Lady Luck, The Good Lord, somebody smiled on my narrow ass today.

Without going into details, I got hooked up with a truck load of supplies tonight.
I think I have enough for a couple of months, easy, and had enough to pay my neighbor to convert a closet into a pantry.

I was pretty nervous that he caught me red handed hauling in my supplies, I have helped him keep from starving a couple of times.
I think I will be OK, all I have to do is keep him fed, he is a big motherfucker though. He is trying to start a home improvement/ handy man business and I wish him the best. He is very good at what he does, Very.

I trust him plenty, I am just getting paranoid in my old age.

What the hell, it ain't like this is a new trend.

In case ya haven't been paying attention, these are some seriously tight economic times.I helped out three of my neighbors in the last few months and I was getting worried about my own self here lately. This was a very, very welcome bonus for me, I don't work for Goldman Sachs.


Those fucking assholes need to spend a couple of months on this end of the economy.

Finally.

Two weeks to the fucking day, I finally feel half way human.
Jesus, what a stubborn God damn cold.
At this rate, I might be back to my ornery self in another two weeks.

I actually woke up before the alarm, I am not coughing uncontrollably, shit, I just might make it.

Like I Give A Damn

Aye, this will be a short freakin' post

Have a nice day, try not to run over yer kid's fuckin' cat and for damn sure don't get caught sticking it in yer baby sitter.

Criminy, I still feel like shit, this time I paid for it.

Some things never change.

What A Concept, Regulating The Banks

Finally, someone has had enough of these greedy fucking bastards, it's about fucking time.

Large banks are on the verge of losing a key legislative battle over the shape of financial reform, an unusual setback that reflects the continued political backlash over their role in creating the financial crisis.

The House Financial Services Committee is expected to vote Tuesday to let state governments protect bank customers by imposing restrictions that go beyond existing federal laws, according to congressional and industry sources.

The move would roll back a doctrine called preemption that has allowed big banks to answer solely to federal regulators. The banks argue that operating under a single set of rules is more efficient and results in lower prices for customers. But the Obama administration, which is pushing for the change, regards preemption as a cause of the crisis because it prevented state regulators from quashing obvious abuses.

The change essentially would unleash 50 additional regulators on the largest banks.

It ain't enough in my opinion.

The fucking bastards belong in jail, period.

Too big to fail, my achin' ass.

This Is Just Too Damn Funny

Care to make a bet I disregarded all of these?
This lady is the shit, I go visit her every damn day.
Please go say Hi to Earth Bound and tell her Busted sent ya.
Be nice dammit.

I'm Still Kicking

Not very high but as Mark Twain once said, the reports of my demise are highly exaggerated.

Thanks for the concern and the advice.
No, I don't need go go pay a hundred and eighty five fucking dollars for my doc to confirm I have a fucking chest cold and tell me to go to bed and drink plenty of liquids, thank you very much.

I had a chest cold a couple of years ago that took damn near three months to get over.
I know what it is and it is another stubborn fucker just like that one.

Of course, it doesn't help that I don't take care of myself and get likkered up way too much.
Hey, it's my life and I do whatever I fucking well please, thank you again very fucking much.

Hugz and kisses to you all, now hand me the whiskey God dammit, or someone is going to get hurt.

I Am Sick Of Being Sick

I got hammered a week ago Tuesday with a wicked chest cold.

I am still hacking and coughing to the point of gagging, sweating like a whore in church and still generally feeling like I have been given the chance of a lifetime to see what is underneath a sewer truck traveling at sixty miles an hour.


Sorry for the lack of posting.

It might be a bit sporadic for a while yet.

An Eye Opener, Laundry The Hard Way

I am fresh off of an experiment with doing laundry, HALF off the grid.
I live in a fifth wheel, I have a washer and dryer recently given to me from a friend who found them on Craigslist, but do not have them hooked up yet.
I thought it might be instructive to do a small bit of laundry the hard way.


I have a propane stove and a medium sized ceramic covered water bath canner so I thought to myself, lets try this the old fashioned way by boiling some clothes and hand wringing them to hang dry.

What an eye opening experience.

I have renewed respect for those that came before me.
Remember, this is cheating.
I had a propane stove, lights and running water.

I first filled the big pot with hot water in the shower, then I put it on the stove and lit two burners.
I walked away and let it get hot enough that I could not stick my hand in the water.
I put in some dish washing soap because of the superior grease cutting abilities, I am not concerned with soft and fluffy, and then tossed in five pairs of cheap cotton socks and one heavily soiled thermal underwear top.
Remember, I am a single guy and a mechanic.
I deal with diesel fuel, gasoline, 90 weight gear oils and heavy duty grease.
Nasty things like brake dust, some of the nastiest things you want to talk about when it comes to getting dirt out of your clothes.

I threw the socks and one top into the pot and started stirring them with a wooden spoon.
I walked away to let them soak, the whole time two burners are going full blast.

One of the first things that struck me was how much heat was involved with this relatively small load of laundry.
It takes a lot of BTU's to heat that much water, even using propane.

Then I went back and started agitating this little bit of clothing by hand with the wooden spoon. Shortly another revelation came to me, this is hard work.
It is mid October and starting to get chilly here in the Pacific North West so the heat was actually welcome.Imagine doing this when it is a Hundred degrees outside.

I stirred and stirred and stirred, trying to get the nasty stuff out of my clothes.
After a half an hour, I figured that was as clean as they were going to get and turned the burners off and went and sat down for a minute.
Then it dawned on me that I had to pick up that big pot of boiling water and dump it out.
I found some pot holders and grunted real good picking that thing up while taking it to the sink to dump it out.

Back to the shower to rinse, several times.

Now it is time to wring the water out, by hand.

Let me tell you, being a mechanic, I have a fairly good grip.
I wrung on those socks until I thought my hands were going to fall off and they were still soaking wet, ditto for the thermal top.

I hung them over the shower rod and looked at the time.
7:26.PM.

Not being the dullest knife in the drawer, I grabbed a laundry bag and loaded them up, jumped in the truck and raced to the nearest laundromat and tossed them in the dryer before they closed.

Several lessons were learned here.
One, it takes a huge amount of water and heat to do even a small amount of laundry.

Two, five pairs of socks?!

Three, it is very labor intensive.

Four, it can be very dangerous wrestling a very large pot of near boiling water full of wet and heavy clothing.

Five, if I had to do coveralls or jeans or sweat shirts, I would be there all week and I am just one guy.
I could not imagine what it would take to keep up with a family of four and all the laundry that goes along with that equation.

Towels, bedding, kitchen laundry, heavy coats, etc.

This was one VERY eye opening experiment and I am glad I did it but if the power goes out for any length of time, there are going to be a LOT of smelly people out there.

I called my Father and he told me of my Grandmothers travails with laundry back in the late 1930's in Nebraska.
No electricity and no running water, she had a Maytag washer with a gasoline powered washer motor. Semi reliable I hear.
I actually remember seeing a few of these things when I was younger, I have no idea if anyone still makes such a thing.

I just wanted to give ones mans experience into the unkown, please tell me if you have a better plan.

The Death Knell For Joe Lieberman

How sweet it is.
Olympia Snowe crossed party lines against heavy threats to vote for some kind of Health care reform.
Someone promised that lady part of the moon, I ain't stupid.
Let me stop there,not.
Yes, I can fucking guarantee that they gave this lady that part of the moon they just blew up.
I can also guarantee that they have been sending her roses and blowing up her skirt for about four years now, tryin' to counter that little fucking cunt Joe Lieberman.
Damned if I know what it took, maybe some hot little Puerto Rican pool boys on speed dial, I don't give a fuck.
The damage is done.

She voted for it under threats by her own party that she would be denied a high ranking seat on an influential committee.

That tells me one thing.

Joe Fucking Lieberman is about to get his due.

Sweet revenge is mine.

Ya cocksucker,traitorous motherfucker, back stabbing sonofabitch, they just went around yer ass.
LMAO!

Hows that feel Judas?

Even Arlen Specter is smarter than you, that has to hurt, ya miserable piece of shit, because Arlen is a demonstrable weasel, he will jump to another party for political gain faster than his Viagra takes effect.

Dude, you just got played and I am so fucking happy, I am going to send five bucks to Ned Lamont, again.

Suck my Dick, even better, fall over dead.

Thanks One Fly!

My Buddy One Fly over at Outta The Cornfield decided to bestow me with my latest wall hanger.
Thanks dude.
I'll see about sending it on later tonight.

Truth To Power

The Big Z lays a smack down on our asses.

In the light of day, this is something we are going to have to come to grips with.
He says flat out the very things that we grumble and mutter about and what we are trying to fucking change.
We mess around in other countries and accuse them of corruption when we here have some of the most corrupt political and financial institutions around.



Feel free to snag this video and pass it around, this needs to be out there in the sunshine.

H/T, You know who ya are.

America The Beautiful

Have Some A Dis.



When ya gonna wake up ?

What can I say?
I do have a Libertarian streak.

My Heart Bleeds

Jesus. The Ultra rich are feeling the pinch.
This Rueters article tries to describe the angst over how some parents are concerned that their poor little Poindexters won't be able to manage THIRTY FUCKING MILLION DOLLARS!!!!

Lord, give me a break.

Good God.

How about something instructive for the rest of the 99% of us?
How about, Ya got three bucks, how are ya gonna feed a family of six?

Fuck you.
Thirty MILLION dollars and you are starting to sweat?

Come around my place, I'll show ya how to invest in food instead of hookers and Coke.

OR, I'll tell ya how to invest in hookers and Coke for a flat fee of say, five hundred grand and a T bone with all the trimmings.
I ain't greedy.

This country is SO fucked.

It Never Ends

What a Royal pain in the ass it has been.

Not only have I been bedridden with THE WORST fucking cold of my life, since last fucking Tuesday, I finally crawl to some kind of cognizant thought about eleven thirty this morning and roll over and hit the computer to see what is going on and I repeatedly get an error message that my Verizon Piece of Shit Air Card is "out of order".
Yay.

After two grueling hours of dealing with a very nice young lady from tech support, we gave up.
She thinks it is a software problem, I think the card took a shit.
I still have my old laptop sitting here , plugged in, so the cats have a keyboard to lay on, they are just that way.
I plugged it back into that and got the same error message.
That tells me the card is fucked.
So, while the nice lady is mailing me a new disc, I called my old man, because he has the same shit, and asked him where the nearest Verizon store is and if it is open.
Sure enough, about ten miles and they are. The nice lady wanted me to drive to Oregon, about sixty miles, round trip.

So, I call this place and ask them if they can test my card, no, their computers are locked to keep them from watching football or porn. or some fucking thing.

I talk to this nice young man, describe my problem, he say's, all I can do is get a new card as a premature upgrade.
For Eighty fucking dollars.

Fine, I says, give me a few and I will be there.
Drag my carcass out of bed, fire up the Beast, another story I am pissed about, and drive up there.
As I am pulling out of the driveway, my phone rings, so I stop and answer it.
It is some lady friend who is half drunk and starts in about this crazy lady who used to live across the street who was pulling her chain. It took a good three minutes to get her off the fucking phone and when I hang up to pull out, I see a local cop sitting across the street, as far as I know, he has been there the whole time and here I only have comprehensive insurance on the Beast.
I hung up, turned on the turn signal, pulled out and prayed.
It must have worked.

I get there, after scaring the shit out of anyone within thirty feet of the Beast, and there is a fucking line of people, on a Sunday.
Some guy comes a me with a clip board and I think to myself, here we go.
Takes some info and says wait until we can get to ya.

My fucking head is spinning and my knees are wobbling just standing there.
Fortunately, a cute chubby chick comes up and we start in. I ain't in a good mood and I am being curt, not rude, just curt.
We dicked around about ten minutes and my knees are getting wobblier and my head is spinning faster. FINALLY, she says, that will be 99 bucks with a rebate.
NOT.
I told her I had talked to this guy Matt and he said eighty.
Off she goes. Pretty soon Matt overrides her ass and then it is pay the lady and get back home.
Delete Verizo0n, reinstall, it works, I go to get on the internets and FireFox is fucked up.
By now, I am pissed off.
I load Internet Explorer, I have teh internets again and delete FireFox, reload the sonofabitch and here we are.

Ain't life Grand?

See ya later, I gotta go back to bed now.

Pearls Of Wisdom From The Magic Dolphin Lady

This is so funny I am still laughing.
Peggy Noonan, Village insider idiot and general all around scold is "teaching" at Harvard.
Oh. My. God.

This is so good I sent a link to Driftglass, who is certain to eviscerate the poor old sot.
I can't fucking wait.

Without further ado, or comment,
I give you The Magic Dolphin Lady*,Let Your Freak Flag Fly

Be sure and check the comments too.

*Google it, it's too funny as it is.

I Needed That

Someone you know does too.

Go read this .

Thanks Labrys.

Peace be upon ya.

My Friend, The Crock Pot

Anyone who has been around here lately knows I have been in bed, literally, since Tuesday, sicker than a dog, with the worst cold I have ever had in my life.

My saving grace through this mess has been my Crockpot.

I put a huge Pork Roast in Tuesday after I got home and have been eating on that ever since.

I had two Crock Pots before this one that didn't work right and finally got pissed and sent the last one back after all I did was dump it out.
Ya put the thing on "Keep Warm" and it went to HIGH!
Ruined two beautiful Pot Roasts and pissed me clear off the second time.

Anyways, Get ya one,a GOOD ONE, they are awesome just for situations like this.
I just dumped two cans of beans, two cans of potatoes and a can of corn, some chili powder and some salt and pepper into what is left of that Pork Roast and I am going to feed myself for at least another five days, it is full again.

Make sure ya get one that has the removable ceramic crock, you can actually cook with that over a fire if you have to or even a Coleman stove.
The things are not expensive and can be such a convenience.
They are kind of like the big old cast iron pot way back in the day, ya can just keep adding things to them day after day for a wonderful stew.
Any meat you put in them slow cooks right off the bone and is fork tender.

Hey Newt, Suck My Dick, Or A Rubber Facsimily

I have been waiting to go after Newt Fucking Gingrich, the guy is a walking pus filled cyst.
Cheated on his wife and actually divorced her while she was in the hospital with cancer, yes, this is one of the leaders of the Moral Majority and one of THE most vocal dirty sonsabitches going after Clinton for getting a Blow Job..

AWWWWW Newt, yer fucking time has come, you cum bucket fucking asshole.

CBS/AP) Former House Speaker Newt Gingrich was having an extramarital affair even as he led the charge against President Clinton over the Monica Lewinsky affair, he acknowledged in an interview with a conservative Christian group.

Sex on the Desk - Oral Sex is More Easily Denied

Several newspapers are now reporting that Newt Gingrich is dating and basically living with Callista Bisek, a "willowy blond Congressional aide 23 years his junior." Biske, 33, has been spending nights at Gingrich's apartment near the Capitol and has her own key. In an amazing act of hypocrisy, Gingrich was apparently dating Bisek all during Clinton-Lewinsky adultery scandal, even as he proclaimed family values and bitterly criticized the President for his adultery.

Reporters and other Washington insiders have known about this relationship since 1994, even before Gingrich became Speaker of the House, but did not have any solid proof to report. In 1995, Vanity Fair magazine described Bisek as Gingrich's "frequent breakfast companion." Gingrich was married to Marianne Gingrich during all of that time, and just filed for divorce in August 1999.

Newt is apparently trying to create a new hybrid form, Christian adultery. According to MSNBC, Bisek sings in the National Shrine Choir, and Newt would often wait for her at the Shrine of the Immaculate Conception, listening to her sing while he read the Bible.

This is hardly the first time Newt has cheated, either.,

"It was common knowledge that Newt was involved with other women during his [first] marriage to Jackie. Maybe not on the level of John Kennedy. But he had girlfriends -- some serious, some trivial." -- Dot Crews, his campaign scheduler throughout the 70s. One woman, Anne Manning, has come forward and confirmed a relationship with him during the 1976 campaign. "We had oral sex. He prefers that modus operandi because then he can say, 'I never slept with her.'"

I rest my case right there.

Kip Carter, his former campaign treasurer, was walking Newt's daughters back from a football game one day and cut across a driveway where he saw a car. "As I got to the car, I saw Newt in the passenger seat and one of the guys' wives with her head in his lap going up and down. Newt kind of turned and gave me this little-boy smile. Fortunately, Jackie Sue and Kathy were a lot younger and shorter then."

Keep it coming asshole.

"He walked out in the spring of 1980.... By September, I went into the hospital for my third surgery. The two girls came to see me, and said, "Daddy is downstairs. Could he come up?" When he got there, he wanted to discuss the terms of the divorce while I was recovering from my surgery." - Jackie, his first wife".

Shit, this is only one source!

Take yer time, Newt is a Dirty Bastard and yet he gets to go on tv AND TELL US HOW TO LIVE OUR LIVES, RAIL AGAINST HIS TARGETED OPPONENTS AND STILL STICK HIS DICK WHEREVER HE WANTS AND MAKES BIG BUCKS DOING IT!

Yeah Newt, STFU. Dude, ya creep me out.

Pretty, Pretty Please, ask that ignorant Bint in Alaska to be your running mate so that we can bury both of your political careers in the same gut hole as her latest Moose kill, if the the remains of her soon to be Ex husband aren't already there.

I have an Idea, since The CockRoach boy, DeLay decided to run away from Dancing With The Stars, right before the FED's caught up with his ass, they have an opening.

Go apply and break a fucking a hip practicing, ya hypocritic asshole.

No, really.

I hear TurdBlossom has some nice moves.

RETCH!