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COMPLAINTS, MUSINGS, AND OF COURSE WISDOM FROM DOUCHEBALL HIMSELF! NO'MSAYIN'? ~George Carlin
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Monday, March 25, 2002
Saturday, March 23, 2002
Good news
I found out that my Grandpa's heart attack was quite a bit milder than originally thought. He's conscious and communicating through notes and gestures. He only has one lung and the suspicion is that with some massive congestion in his lung, the lack of oxygen caused a heart attack. I guess his doctor was giving him steroid pills that weren't helpful at all. He will be seeing a different doctor. Also, I'm pleased to hear what a success Grace's surgery has been. Sounds like you're gonna emerge from this much better than you've been in a long time. Thankfully, when I had back problems a couple years ago, it was nothing a chiropractor couldn't take care of. I fear going under the knife (or laser, or whatever). And I'm glad to hear that Connie will only have to undergo physical therapy for her troubles. Anyone know how Jen's doing at this point after her auto accident? Music: "All Go Together" by Big Country
Friday, March 22, 2002
So, my Grandpa had a heart attack, last night. Doctors say he has a 20% chance of surviving it. And I found out that my last day here will be August 2nd. That's the longest notification for a layoff that I've ever heard of.
Music: "Rock and Roll Music" from the Backbeat Soundtrack
Wednesday, March 20, 2002
Yes, I'm sure that atrocities never happened before the advent of these things...
My aunt forwarded me what you're about to read. I was annoyed that anyone who knows me would forward something like this to me. I don't hide the fact that I dislike organized religion. And I don't like the lame fucking lines of reasoning that many Christians try to draw to show us all what's wrong with the world. Maybe she's trying to help me save my soul. Maybe she just forwarded it to everyone in her address book. She must have thought that this was really clever, at any rate. I was about to fire off a "why would you send this crap to me, of all people...", kind of letter, and I decided that would only result in hurt feelings and anger. So, I'm venting a little about it here. Here's how I see it. Another fucking kook is looking to blame the problems of the world on liberal thought. Excuse me, but I think that there was plenty of killing, raping, and abuse of people long before the advent of all of the issues mentioned below (giving teenagers condoms, abortion, not worrying about who the president is fucking, pornography, sex and violence in entertainment, separation of church and state). However, I'm sure that whoever wrote this achieved their objective by getting a rise out of me. I just can't help being reactionary sometimes. Here it is: -----Finally, The Truth on National TV Billy Graham's daughter was being interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" Regarding 9-11-01... And Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said "I believe that God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman that He is, I believe that He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand that He leave us alone?" In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. Let's see, I think it started when Madeline Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body was found recently) complained she didn't want any prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then, someone said you better not read the Bible in school... the Bible that says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said, OK. Then, Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide) And we said, an expert should know what he's talking about so we said OK. Then, someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children when they misbehave. And the school administrators said no faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued (There's big difference between disciplining and touching, beating, smacking,humiliating, kicking, etc.) And we said, OK. Then someone said, let's let our daughters have abortions if they want, and they won't even have to tell their parents. And we said, OK. Then some wise school board member said, since boys will be boys and they're going to do it anyway, let's give our sons all the condoms they want, so they can have all the fun they desire, and we won't have to tell their parents they got them at school. And we said, OK. Then some of our top elected officials said it doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs. And agreeing with them, we said it doesn't matter to me what anyone, including the President, does in private as long as I have a job and the economy is good. And then someone said let's print magazines with pictures of nude women and call it wholesome, down-to-earth appreciation for the beauty of the female body. And we said, OK. And then someone else took that appreciation a step further and published pictures of nude children and then stepped further still by making them available on the internet. And we said OK, they're entitled to their free speech. And then the entertainment industry said, let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence, and illicit sex. And let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes. And we said it's just entertainment, it has no adverse effect, and nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW." "Dear God, Why didn't you save the little girl killed in her classroom?" Sincerely, Concerned Student... AND THE REPLY "Dear Concerned Student, I am not allowed in schools". Sincerely, God. Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. Funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan who, by the way, also "believes" in God. Funny how we are quick to judge but not to be judged. Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace. Funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week. Are you laughing? Funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them. Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me. Are you thinking? Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it....no one will know that you did. But, if you discard this thought process, then don't sit back and complain about what a bad shape the world is in! so true so true----- BLOW ME! I love being told that things that I support (no, I don't support kiddie porn, or the freedom to publish it; most liberals don't) are the cause of the world's problems.
Tuesday, March 19, 2002
By the way, my Top Tens page has a comments system, and you can argue with (and ridicule) my opinions of the last 10 movies I've seen...if you wanna.
So, I tried the online billpay through my credit union. I waited 10 days to call my debtor to see if they got the payment...and they didn't. However, the $300.00 was taken out of my account. You can imagine my panic. So, I called the credit union and made one of their people aware of this fact. She put the money back in my account, explained what happened (best she could), then offered to overnight a check out of my account to the debtor. Now that's good customer service. I might even be willing to try it again, thanks to her. Music: "Hell To Pay" by Dan Baird
Saturday, March 16, 2002
If any of you are tiring of your template, this site provides several new templates, some that are pretty nice looking. I think a lot of them are much better than what blogger offers upon signup. I would probably do it myself, but I don't want to spend a whole damn day customizing it, particularly. Of course, I could get bored one day and change my mind. I am kind of tired of what my links page looks like.
Also, if all goes as planned, I will be going to visit Scott at the end of May, with his evil twin. I hope that's not gonna be the last vacation I can take this year. Looking forward to vacations are one of the major things that keep me going throughout the year. And Jeff, have you heard anything about the Rev Horton Heat show, yet? Still happening? And is the club still open? Music: "Stay Awhile" by Big Blue Hearts
Saturdays are such a relief, now. I'm in the middle of tax season, and work is rip roaring busy. Every freaking weekday morning, I wake up and stand by the phone, considering calling in sick. It sucks. I've done something that will prevent me from actually doing that for a while, though. I've signed up for overtime. If you call in sick on a week that you have overtime, you don't get paid overtime wages. You just get straight time, and that sucks. So, I'm working 1 hour extra, every day this week. And I might volunteer for some...Saturdays (ugh). I guess I'd better get all the money out of that place that I can.
Music: "Big Five" by Bad Manners
Thursday, March 14, 2002
I think this has been a seamless transition. If you can see any major flaws with the page, let me know. I actually find this to be an improvement. The other location was kind of a pain in the ass. I could never get my old archives moved over there, the ftp-ing was a pain in the ass, and the web address was not easy to remember. It served it's purpose and made me a little more webpage savvy, so for that I appreciate it.
By the way, Jeremy and Michelle's computer monitor is broken, right now. So if you need to get a hold of them, I'd recommend calling them rather than e-mailing them. I don't know if they check their e-mail account from work. So here's a hypothetical for you: if I decided to go on unemployment for 6 months and take some classes, what do you think would be the most beneficial classes for me to take, career-wise (be specific; don't just say "computers")? And I don't really want to take out a $10,000.00 loan to take them, either. Remember, this is a hypothetical. I ain't sayin' I'd do it. But I've been thinking about it lately, a little...
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
The move has been a pain in the ass, but hopefully worth it. I'm excited to have access to all of my archives now. Time for bed.
Music: "Mother" by Bad Yodelers
Since I'm moving, I may as well clean some house. Useless guestbook is gone. The link on my homepage to my homepage is gone (how stupid was having that all this time?)
Here's the link to the new blog: (it might not be up yet; I just wanted to put up a link in case I lost access to it) Click here
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
The move is coming soon. I've started on my AT&T page. I've spent the last hour creating an account, uploading all my files to my AT&T account, and trying to familiarize myself with the service. I don't think I want to think hard enough to actually try to move archives over and shit. I'll probably just post a link to the new location at this location, the old archives will just exist at the inactive geocities page. Or I may fiddle with shit and fuck everything up real nice. Who knows?
Music: "Ripplin' Waters" by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Sunday, March 10, 2002
Hmmmm....
Looks like AT&T does offer a service for webpages with FTP access; and it's free to members. Now, to figure out how to get it...later. Music: "Holiday" by the Getup Kids
Goddamnit!
The lovely people at Geocities have decided to discontinue FTP capability to free members. I would have to upgrade to a premium package to get that...FUCKING RIGHT! Like I'm gonna pay 4.95/month to have a fucking weblog. No offense, but my response to that is...blow me. Anyhow, I need to find a new service by 04/01/02 or just go back to blogspot or quit blogging altogether. I'm looking at other free services, like Angelfire. I'm also gonna see if AT&T offers a webpage service to people who have them as their ISP. Thank you to Jennifer Hoffman for inviting us to a fun party for Grace's birthday at her house on Friday. You are a wonderful hostess, Jen. Music: "Mass Pike" by the Getup Kids
Thursday, March 07, 2002
It's bad to be back home
I wish I could've just stayed in Vegas for a solid month, or so. It was so good to have all that time with Lorene, the temperature was wonderful, and I just don't get bored with the place. And the escape from reality is nice, as well. I can only think of a couple of amusing stories from the trip. For one, we were having dinner at the Mandalay Bay buffet, and there's these Soprano wannabe Italians talking in their gangster talk, trying to show everyone how tough they are. One of them walks up to the cashier, and says (in a real tough, pissed tone) "Yo, how much for this muthafuckin' buffet"? All that I could think was how impressed the cashier must have been, and that if they were real good fellas, they wouldn't be eating at a buffet, much less paying for one. And the next time we ate their, there was a teenager there talking on his cell about the shipment of "stuff" coming in. Jeezus! I also got to witness an old fucker get scolded (loudly) by a red-faced hispanic chef at the Bellagio buffet for not using the tongs. Aren't Bellagio clients supposed to be classy? Well, they're not (as evidenced by the 2 old bastards walking through the casino in their bathrobes. None of them had any concept of waiting their turn in line, either. I guess that's not something that rich folks are accustomed to. We also watched our waiter get stiffed there by some fucking old goats at a table next to us. Although those things were mildly annoying, I was perfectly happy to be somewhere that had so few goddamn children! And Scott, I bought the new Planet Smashers CD, and I concur. It rules. Music: "Finish What You Started" by Dan Baird
Saturday, March 02, 2002
Thanks 'Rene, I really needed that
My trip with 'Rene to Vegas was sorely needed, and overall, a hell of a lot of fun. The job thing took a little of the lustre off of the trip for me, but my Boo-boo kept me in good spirits 95% of the time. There was one night in particular that I was up until about 1:00am, with my stomach in knots, and couldn't turn my mind away from it. I took some of 'Rene's meds and finally zonked out. I think that was when things truly hit me. I've been in shock about it until then, but that night I finally had to deal with it. And I feel somewhat better, now. Returning to work for my remaining days will be difficult, though. By the way, Toni and Rob introduced us to the world of valets and bellhops; luxuries that I had always shied away from, thinking they were only for wealthy fuckers. Turns out they are 2 of the best services you can get, especially in Vegas. And it's relatively cheap, if you're not driving to more than a few hotels in a day. It made us able to spend less time walking in and out of parking lots, and more time having fun. And time is everything, when you're on a vacation. I'm gonna go to bed. I'll talk about the vacation some more, next time.
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