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Friday 5.24.13

Serious attempts. I’ve made several serious attempts over the last couple of weeks. Attempts to get some work completed and out of the shop. Some shop cleaning. Attempts to actually put things away when I get done with them. Attempts to stay ahead of the growing lawn. Attempts to write something here on the blog. I’ve even made attempts to follow up on the gun control thing and proceed with debunking and demystifying Glenn Beck – which is no easy or non nauseating task as I’ve actually purchased one of his books and have been listening to his radio program. Good thing I have a high gag threshold. More on GB in another post.

Too many other things have happened in the news since I last ranted. Girls found in house, tornadoes in Oklahoma, guy associated with bombers killed, IRS takes a shit, coverups, Weiner runs for Mayor… the list goes on. I’ll just focus on my own crap for the moment.

We finally installed this sign that has been in the shop for several months.

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I was able to arrange a few people to help me install. Thanks to Scott, Dan, Dave, Ronnie and Tanya for a boost.

Our tree in front of the house exploded for about 4 days then faded to a very light pink. All of these blooms are gone now.

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A Brew Crew golf cart…

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And, some old school hand painted pinstripes and lettering:

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Shop cleaning:

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Some rope work:

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Next up: GB, what a con man… indeed.

Sunday 5.5.13

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Over the past months I have been interested in the gun debate. You can see this in some of my previous posts. I am sometimes concerned that I pay too much attention to it and that by doing so – and then writing about it – I become just another one of those people who seem to have nothing better to do than piss and moan about something. Perhaps going on and on about anything a little too much is obsessive or fanatical. Religion, diets, exercise, pets, kids, sports, cars, books, science, guns… you name it. There is something out there that you’ve heard too much about and the same people seem to spew information on a topic to the point where you simply want them to shut the hell up or please, please talk about something else for a change. We are not all you and we do not all follow what you believe or think about with the same passion as you. For those who want to read something else I bitched about or some pictures I have posted, scroll back now and you can skip this.

Friday, May 3rd, I watched the NRA Annual Meeting speeches. I did it on purpose. I did it because I wanted to hear what these people have to say. Unfortunately, they have nothing new to tell me. I can’t help thinking that whatever it is that they do say is nothing more than the same old re-hashed diatribe they’ve used in the past. Also, unfortunately… it seems to work as we’ve recently seen as the gun legislation FAILED to pass Senate vote. The NRA considers this to be a victory. The only thing I hear that is new is whatever new twist or talking point they add to drive their point home. I should back up there for a second and say that sometimes an actual point is not made at all. The talking points are mentioned, the 2nd amendment is at the core and if you don’t agree with what they say… you are un-American. Please, one of you NRA people, give me a reasonable argument for why universal background checks and closing the gun show loophole is really a bad thing.

Things should be simple but the 2nd Amendment is not as simple as the part where “shall not be infringed” is written. The NRA speakers at this convention go as far as saying that if there is a change in gun regulation it COULD POSSIBLY mean that there would be a national registry and then the tyrannical government WILL POSSIBLY come and take your guns.

Nowhere in any proposed gun legislation is that the goal. They might as well suggest that the Earth’s orbit could be altered and place us in the path of an oncoming meteor. It is that ridiculous. Also, you sometimes have to question what they tell you. Glenn Beck gave the Stand and Fight speech at the end of the convention. Several times he would suggest that you go out and do your own homework.

I did.

At some point in his speech, Beck discusses Charles Manson. According to Beck, “Charlie Manson had his gun taken away. Charlie Manson didn’t use a gun. He killed with a knife.” Well, I can’t find any information on when, if ever, anyone took a gun away from Manson unless it was back when he was incarcerated prior to the Tate/LaBianca murders. What I do remember and find to be the case if I look it up: Manson did not kill anyone himself with a gun, a knife, a rock, a bat or even with a bad joke or food poisoning. At his instruction, “The Family” did the actual killing. As for using knives, yes, they did and it was very gruesome. As for no guns, we find the statements that “Manson roused the sleeping Leno LaBianca from the couch at gunpoint” and “Watson struck him (aspiring screenwriter Wojciech Frykowski) over the head with the gun multiple times, stabbed him repeatedly, and shot him twice” and “As Watson leveled a 22-caliber revolver at Parent, the frightened youth begged Watson not to hurt him, claiming that he wouldn’t say anything. Watson first slashed at Parent with a knife, giving him a defensive slash wound on the palm of his hand (severing tendons and tearing the boy’s watch off his wrist), then shot him four times in the chest and abdomen.”

So, Glenn… what was that all about? For someone who claims to speak nothing but the hard cold truth, I have to question your facts there.

As I watched and listened to the various speakers, I began to recognize the similar talking points in each presentation.

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Add to all of this the idea that this is all for your children, to protect your children, to protect and preserve 2nd Amendment rights for your children’s future. My wife took her son to lunch over the weekend  and at some point asked him if he was following the gun debate. His answer: “What’s the point?” I’m willing to bet that there are quite a few people out there who feel exactly the same way. We hear about some mass shooting and then another and another. We hear about the Boston bombing. The days and weeks go by and for most of us, our lives go back to normal. We go to work. We get back into our regular routines. We start to not think about those awful things as much as other items become the news of the day and then when we hear someone continue to go on and on about the gun issue we wonder why they can’t just give it a rest.

The point is this: The ability to own and possess a gun is not something that the government is planning to take from you. If you choose to own and operate a gun, you can do that. The NRA and all of the people funded by the NRA like every one of these speakers at the NRA convention want to continue to make money, be funded and live a wonderful life but do so by continuing to deliberately mislead you by suggesting that a tyrannical government is coming for you. They have Armageddon scheduled for a couple of days from now and the only way you can prevent this is to DO THE PATRIOTIC THING and arm yourself for the sake of your children and your neighbors. Anything less makes you almost a criminal. Of course, that is bullshit. Add to this that you’ll forget about how these douchebags at the NRA will continue do this day in and day out and eventually someone else will decide to make their point using a gun in a school, a movie theater or a shopping mall.

One of the other points that Wayne LaPierre tried to make was that he imagined that a lot of Bostonians had wished they had a gun during the search for Dzhokhar Tsarnaev. Perhaps a few people thought that way. Perhaps a few were already prepared for the event. I’ve heard some of these radio people suggest that it was a government lock down and that people were cowering behind closed doors during the search. I did not see it like that at all. What I did see was the largest instant community effort ever. You did not hear about people running out to arm themselves. You did not hear anything about how the police had to stop looting or any other kind of uprising. I did see an image of a police officer bringing milk to a family who needed it. A million plus people united with local law enforcement to allow the trained professionals to find this guy. I think it was a success. The only people I hear talking about whether or not Bostonians should have been armed are the people at the NRA.

Tuesday 4.23.13

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Wednesday 4.17.13

What a week so far. Boston Marathon bombed. People killed and people injured. America under attack… again. So far, we don’t know who did it. There have been several reports today about how the Investigators are coming close to discovering who is responsible. The news reports are a roller coaster of information and misinformation. I have watched and read and listened to much info, I suppose just like everyone else. I feel sorry for those who suffered and continue to suffer. It should have been a day of celebration.

Many reports state that this should be a wake up call. A wake up call? Don’t we already know that there are evil people out there who do evil things? Do we never, ever watch the news? When I watch the news, it usually tells about some evil shit that happened somewhere or something that happened in Government that day. I don’t recall many stories about things like some baby’s first steps. That’s pretty huge. I don’t recall in-depth coverage about how I sat on the couch with my wife and enjoyed watching an episode of Game of Thrones. Perhaps it was not as thrilling as living through a tsunami but it was still pretty cool.

So… as we deal with this bombing, we are kind of detached from all of the other things that were supposed to happen or continue to happen. Margaret Thatcher was buried today. Not much about that in today’s news here in the USA. What is going on with North Korea? Last I heard, they were just about to fling a nuke at someone. How about that gun control thing? Certainly, we are going forward with this, no? Well, in fact… no.

Help me understand how this works, because I’m just fucking baffled: On December 14, 2012, Adam Lanza shot his mother at home and then went to Sandy Hook Elementary School where he killed 26 people (20 children and 6 faculty and staff) before killing himself. It was the second-deadliest mass shooting in U.S. history, after the 2007 Virginia Tech massacre. In 2012 there were a great number of situations like this. We finally needed to get around to doing something about the gun problem. Months later, we finally arrive at a watered down version of some kind of gun legislation and it FAILS to pass Senate vote. FAILS to pass because even though there was a 54 YES v. 46 NO, it fell short of the 60-vote threshold needed to break a filibuster.  Why?

Because… we have elected a bunch of spineless pussies to run our fucking country. Spineless Pussies* who are afraid to do the RIGHT thing because it just might screw with how people are elected in the future. Spineless pussies who are afraid that the NRA will back someone else when they are up for re-election. Spineless pussies who constantly tell us that Washington is broken and that they are here for US every time they want to win another election. In the meantime, people die as a result of violent gun acts that may have been prevented if legislation like this had been in place.

Look, I’m not against guns at all. I believe there’s a place for them. Hunting, the military, law enforcement, even target shooting if that turns you on. Maybe even home protection if you live in a place where you are likely to be invaded. With all of that, I see no reason not to beef up the background check process. Your neighbor can give you a car. You can put that car in your garage and look at it or show it to your friends but if you want to take it out and use it – you have to register that car. You have to give someone ALL of your info. If you buy a house, someone has your info. If you rent a place, someone has your info. Shit, if you want to sign up for Facebook, someone has your info. Why not a gun?

Because… the people who you trust to do the right thing and represent you and protect you are not doing that at all. They are looking out for their own interests and NOT doing the right thing. These people… spineless pussies.

*(No offense to people without spines or cats or people with pussies, which could also mean people with cats.)

Monday 4.15.13

Sparky. Our dog. A Jack Russell with long legs. 14 or so years old – not exactly sure as he was a rescue dog (we rescued him) and there never was a specific birthday.

When it is over 40 degrees, he likes to live outside. He will come in at night but is anxious about missing whatever kind of nocturnal activity goes on in the back yard… so he needs to be there. When it is raining or especially during a thunderstorm, he wants in.

After listening to him throw himself at the back door several times, I decided I should bring him in last night. He was happy to be in the house. I had placed the gate at the bottom of the stairs so he would not run up and eat the cat food out of the cat’s dish. Sparky is about 23 pounds and for some reason thinks he will never eat again. There will never be a next meal. So, eat what you can whenever you can. He could eat an entire bowl of dog food and then act as if he’ll perish if you don’t give him a taste of whatever you are eating… then clean out the cat dish. This does not mean he’ll eat dog food whenever it is in the dish… no, he usually does that best when it is like 2:00 am.

He’s in the house. He knows we are all going to bed. I bring in the dish that holds his food and water and place that in the usual spot in the bedroom as well. I go to bed. I do this knowing that I’m not really going to bed because it is going to take Sparky a while to calm the fuck down. First, drink some water. He starts with about 125 to 140 licks of water then eats some dry dog food. Understand that this food and water WAS outside and completely available prior to coming in the house. There is also another water dish out there AND it was raining out beyond the comfort and dryness of the dog house and back porch roof. Still… this is the time to drink. After drinking and eating a little, he jumps on the bed and wants attention. He’ll lay down but his body is still going 80 miles an hour. There must be some petting now. After that, he might stand up and spin around 4 or 5 times and wind himself into a ball for a while – and be somewhat still. Don’t let this fool you. Soon he is up again… pacing back and forth until he decides to jump off and do some more drinking. This is usually followed by sniffing every square inch of sniff-able floor space in the bedroom – Something that  I’m sure has not really changed since the last time he was in here.

Now, it is time to pee or go out and check other backyard activity. I get up and groggily offer to take him out. This usually results in him looking at me like I must be kidding… did I not see it is raining out there? Okay, so back to bed. For a while. Now he is not kidding… he wants to really go out. I know this because he has perched himself over my head and starts the heavy breathing/whine thing that he does. I ask him if he needs to go out – he bolts off the bed and waits for me to open the bedroom door. We get to the back door and get hooked up. He takes a few steps off of the porch and becomes distracted by the pine tree, realizes it is raining and forgets to take a piss. I go out on the porch and tell him to get out there and go pee. Sometimes he does.

Back in the house, back in the bedroom, back on the bed. Now he is ready to lay down. I start to feel the bed vibrate with kind of a rolling/swaying motion. He has started to lick something. A paw, a leg, his crotch. “Knock it off”, I say. He does for a bit. Then he starts again. I stop him again. The rolling motion of the bed and the sound of the slurpy, wet licking is kind of miserable. Eventually he stops or so I think. He’s is up and off the bed. This time he decided to crawl under the bed. There’s a bunch of stuff down there – storage containers for under the bed and other miscellaneous items. He will have to navigate past all of these things until he finds the one spot that is somehow directly underneath me.

After much shuffling, all is quiet. It starts quietly and becomes louder. Again, the licking. This time he has secured himself in a position where I certainly can’t give him a nudge to knock it off. Lick, lick, lick, slurp, lick, slurp.

By this time the cat is pounding on the bedroom door. This causes Sparky to come out from under the bed if for no other reason than to protect his now empty water dish. The cat comes in, the dish is watered, everyone drinks and now it is finally time for Sparky to return to the great outdoors. The rain has stopped and birds may or may not be within reach in that pine tree. Life is good for another 18 or so hours.

In non related to Sparky things – check this out:

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Glenn is spelled with two “N’s”. Why not three? Does the added N emphasize anything? In A Christmas Story, we were worried that the kid would shoot his eye out. In Glenn’s story, he shoots his mouth off.

Sunday 4.14.13

Taking a macro shot of a drippy little orange…

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Friday 4.12.13

Another moist week and the funniest commercial I just heard on the radio. Yeah, right here:

I can only imagine that there are a bunch of out-takes from that commercial. Wow.

Beyond that, just random things. Some painting, some drippy pictures.

Wednesday 4.10.13

Your Amazon.com order of 2x “MACK Sword Striper…” has shipped!

Amazon… come on. It is so exciting that you needed to add an exclamation point? Is this to add excitement and anticipation to the fact that I ordered two paint brushes, paid for what I ordered and now expect you to actually ship them to me? Perhaps a clever marketing ploy to make my Amazon experience a lot more fun? I envision a lot of high-fiving, hugging, jumping up and down and streaming tears similar to a successful NASA mission. I hope there are bonus checks and long vacations planned with a lot of promiscuous sex and free flowing alcohol. All thanks to ME ordering two fucking paint brushes. The world is back in order. Jesus will hand them to me – and if it is warm enough by next week, he’ll be wearing the brown shorts.

Of course, it’ll get shipped FEDEX and never get to me because they will only deliver IF I AM OUT TO LUNCH. Or, I can wait. Hostage in my own environment for minutes or hours on end, never sure if they’ll show up or not. Of course, I can check my shipping order – I have an 800 number. On the other end of that 800 number is a robot who asks me to describe what I might be looking for and then give me examples of how to ask a robot a question. I get a lot of “Okay, let me think about that.” Thanks, Robots.

It is APRIL 10. “April showers come your way bringing flowers that bloom in May.” Right. This is a shot out of my shop window yesterday morning. It is NOT photoshopped, believe it or not (other than color correction), it was raining so hard, this is how the world looked:

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This is April MONSOON. Soon to be followed by April tsunami. What the hell do we get in May… a forest? What ever happened to 70 degrees? Remember 70 degrees? Our young grandchildren have only heard tales of such a temperature from times long, long ago. It was hard for them to hear those tales with swimmer’s ear.

 

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