This is my second blog.

My first blog chronicled my experiences over three years caring for my dad as he lived through and finally died from Alzheimer's. That is the book that is for sale.

This second blog kind of chronicles of life, what it is like to start your life over in your late 50's. After caretaking, you are damaged, file bankruptcy, and the world doesn't care what you did. After 8 months of unemployment, you wake each day knowing the world doesn't want you. Finally you do find a job, 5 weeks before homelessness, but doing what you did 30 years ago and getting paid what you did 30 years ago. So this is starting over.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


Got an email from a friend, yes, I have a friend or two, don't seem so surprised, and it was the Darwin awards and this years winner is the first time the winner didn't actually kill himself.  Apparently, as the story goes, two good ol' boys were out hunting frogs and caught themselves quite a bag full and when they got back to the old pickup to drive home they discovered they'd blown a fuse and the headlights didn't work.  Well, these creative ol' boys figured out a 22 bullet fits in the fuse box perfectly so stuck the bullet in the fuse holder and had their headlights so they could drive home.

All went well until the bullet heated up and fired, blowing off the guys testicles.  The cop quoted was quite shocked, not that it happened but they were so readily to admit how stupid they were.  When they went to the house to inform the man's wife what happened, like a typical caring woman she asked "what happened to the frogs".

And yes, the friends are real people, not imaginary.  At least, I think they are real.  I use to know them, but how do I know they aren't dead and some government AI computer hasn't taken over their identity?
Wow, to think I have no friends, only AI messages from some data center.  That is why I don't bother sending Xmas cards.

Well, most of the food survived the night and I must say they replaced the fridge today with a much nicer and bigger one.  I did have to broil up all the prime rib burgers, they were thawed through.  Toss the chicken away.  But overall, rather happy how it ended.  I wonder if I complained about the range if they would replace it and save me having to clean it this week.

By the way, talking about the GMO vote in Colorado this fall, here is an interesting tidbit:

As of the end of September, Right to Know has raised $334,297 in funds while supporters of NO to the GMO labeling has raised $9.7 million.  Monsanto has donated $4.7 million to reject the ballot measure.

Yea, so basically, people that want GMO labels on food have raised 3% of what the NO lobby led by Monsanto have raised.  I'm sorry, anytime I see a major WallStreet/Industrial/Entertainment/Government entity spending that kind of money, I just have to vote FOR it because it can't possibly be good for the average guy or gal on the street.  So vote YES to labeling GMO!!!!!  Piss off the globalists while you still can.

Saw story today where Ben Aflac, not sure if he is an actor or owns the ducky insurance company,  cursed Jesus while supporting Mohammad and it's moments like these that make me understand while I waste a lot of my money, actors like him never see a penny of my money.  I can't think of any movie I've rented or bought with him in it, oh, wait, he was in that oil workers destroy the meteor movie I took my nephew to see, okay, I've seen one to many of his movies.  So I read what he said and then looked him up to see he is married to an actress and they have kids.  So, here is the thing, Ben.  When Islamic law takes over this country, they will kill you.  Now, that is no great loss to history or cinema, but understand you are supporting a political philosophy hiding behind a false satanic moon god that when they gain control if you and the family are still here, you will be killed, your wife repeatedly raped and beaten, your daughter(s) would be sold for sex and your boys cornhold.  And you don't like Christians because we are against killing babies in the womb.  Christians tell you about God and if you don't want to hear it we move on.  Muslims tell you to accept their moon god and if you don't they pull you and your family out of your home and cut your head off.

Muslims record beheading people they don't like.  Christians, well, we have Joel Osteen on TV, so maybe that's a draw.

Yes, I know the argument that not every muslim supports this, my question is, name one.  Name one muslim leader who has spoken out against jihad, beheadings, or whatever.  They don't.  Christians speak out all the time against weird pastors or clergy, like that Westboro or whomever they are.  But muslims don't say squat.  They quietly go along, which is why islamic law is taking root in areas of this country and europe.  

And Ben Affleck's cursing of Christ and support of Mohammad is just another example of airheaded actors and what happens when they start talking without a script.  Proof positive, in some people, it's better to not actually have a thought of your own.  The trouble is, so many people in this country see him in movies where he appears 'smart' and think he is smart, not just reading lines.

It's like the X Files.  Mulder and Scully are always reading greek, navajo, quoting things in latin, with full understanding of a wide range of topics and you think here are two brilliant people.  But, alas, not so, just good line readers.

Actors as people are not the characters they play on television folks.  Most took acting classes in school, not science, not philosophy, not math, not theology; they took how to stand 101 and voice inflection 210.  You are more likely to an get intelligent thought at a local tavern from the bartender or drunk at the bar than from a room of 100 of Hollywood's most famous all speaking for an hour.

See, I grew up with movie stars or TV actors who were men.  Go startpage WWII hollywood actors and you will find some actors who fought in WWII, like Burgess Meredith, yes, tiny little Burgess could kick most of these actors today across the parking lot and make them bark.  Don Addams, Maxwell Smart himself, actually was a marine in the pacific, as was Rod Serling.  Real men, not metrosexual morons.

And speaking of bartenders, some one has developed a fully robotic bartender which while it might make a good back room thing for waitri to get drinks for customers, somehow I don't picture people sitting at a bar telling a robot bartender how their day's been.  Then again, I think I just found the perfect movie roll for Ben Affleck to win an Oscar.

You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are.

And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along Hollywood Boulevard.

I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.

The Kinks