Cracker Likes Mayor Barry

I love Mayor Barry.





The dude gets caught smoking a crack pipe while in office. Does he say, "Where's your warrant". No. Does he say, "This is entrapment"? No

Mayor Barry says, "Da bitch set me up". Man, that's classic.

Mayor Barry is flawed. He now lives in a rented apartment right next to a bus stop in a city, which to this day, he's councilman. He's cheated on his wives, done illicit drugs, but is still loved by his people.

Can you imagine? During a prison visitation, he got caught snagging a blowjob. The indignity.

The guy's one of us. He's honest. He's done more for his people in DC than anyone else. Washington has the highest standard of living for blacks in the US. His cronies have gone to jail for embezzelment, but not Mayor Barry. He's never stolen from the public treasury.

Mayor Barry's downfall has been himself. But black or white, we can identify with him. There can be no more classic line in American politics, "Da bitch set me up".

Being Rich In Time

Someone says, "Boy, I got a lot accomplished yesterday".

That's great.

But I didn't. I rested. Had lots of free time. Chose to do only what I wanted to do.

When I look back to yesterday, much was accomplished. But in a slow way. My wife and I went grocery shopping. We made 3 different kinds of salsa for tonight's dinner. Then my wife created her first home-made pizza. Umm, tasty--a success. We watched the Kennedy ceremony, then my man "Tiger" golfing. I read a book, "On Writing Well". Knocked down a few posts in my blog.

Being "rich" in time. It's not not doing anything. It may be actually doing more. But I choose. The day isn's spent doing "I have to's", it's doing what I want to do.

Joe, The Builder

Joe, even as a little boy, was fascinated by building things. He used to have a toy where he could build houses out of little plastic pieces--each snapping together. Building the house took time, but he enjoyed contemplating his finished enterprise.

As Joe got older, his life took him several places. But he never lost his passion for building. Often he would go and check out construction books from the library. He enjoyed learning the proper nomenclature of different building parts.

Joe’s dream was to construct a tall building. He wanted to see what actually goes into completing such a project. He had read about it, and had seen shows, but really didn’t have a clue what was involved.

A lot of Joe’s dreams came true, but some were never fulfilled. This is one part of Joe’s life, while a substantial dream, would never happen.

Vegas

Do you know how Vegas got built? That’s right. Vegas got built by you going to their $300/night room, for which you pay $50, sitting down at the tables drinking free beer, all the while being served by the waitress and dealer who are being paid by the $1 billion air conditioned casino.

And You Win.

That’s right, you are going to Vegas, and you are going to win money. Can you believe there are people who actually think this?

Yep, I’m one of them. When I first went to Vegas I became excited. I had a few hundred dollars to spend, and as they say, that was a lot of money back then. Especially for me.

You’ll never guess. I lost all my money. And the poor dealer. We stopped at the Hacienda Casino, (it used to be at the edge of Vegas when you first drove in, but has long ago been torn down), sat down at a $2 blackjack table and proceeded to gamble. At $2, it’s hard to lose money fast. And with free beers and going through a pack of cigarettes in a few hours, if that dealer didn’t get cancer from second hand smoke, well, than there is no such thing.

My wife and are going again this week. We relax. I’ll do my work-out at 24 Hour Fitness, then we’ll walk around and hang out by the pool. Nothing earth shaking. We don’t gamble.

People look at us like we’re crazy. You go to Vegas, and don’t gamble. Well, duh, yeah, we’re not that stupid.

Though Vegas is synonymous with gambling, a more enjoyable time can be had not gambling. Gambling is a waste of time. It’s more enjoyable (and sadistic) to watch the other stupid bastards lose their money. That’s actually the most fun about Vegas, watching others lose. Especially when they shouldn’t be gambling to begin. And then watching them go to the ATM machine on the casino floor and get rejected trying to get more money.

Fact: For every dollar gambled in Vegas, the house gets $.08

Maybe that's what the Government should do: Look at their hand, realize they have no chance in hell, and fold.

Ted, The Redneck

So Ted and I are sitting in a Mexican bar/restaurant along the ocean. Pounding down a few cervezas, listening to the Mariachies, in the cool Cancun breezes.

“See that mothafucka there”. “Yeah, what about it?”, I said. Ted says, “I hate those mothafuckas, they’re idiots”.

OK Ted, whatever. Jesus, I’m just trying to enjoy my beer, and this redneck starts all this hate bullshit. Shut the fuck up, let’s just drink our beer and catch a little buzz.

The muslim dude is eating dinner with his wife. I guess that’s his wife, it’s hard to see what’s behind with the get-up she’s wearing. There’s only a slit for her eyes in the whole goddamned outfit. She does have nice eyes though.

Anyway, as they are chomping down on their “Tacos al Puerco”, the night’s special, Ted starts laughing at the couple as they eat. I tell Ted that it’s rude, but he keeps on laughing. Honestly though, it was funny watching the girl stick her fork through the eyehole and fish it to her mouth. It was quite an art. I didn’t see anything spill on her outfit. Or maybe, because it was all black, it just blended.

The cervezas started getting to Ted. “I don’t know what she looks like, but she sure has some purty eyes”. He winked at her. Uh oh, she winked back.

The devout muslim man, realizing his name had been dishonored, reacted. He began cleaning the knives he was eating with, for want of defiling his woman. He then proceeded to gouge out her eyes with said utensils.

“That’s just horrible,” said Ted. Ted though, being a redneck, had become sophisticated living in the big city. “You’ve got to accept their ways, that’s multiculturalism”.

For good measure, Ahab then slashed his wife’s throat. Not before asking if she was going to eat her pate.

On Getting Older

Getting older should be the greatest time of our lives.

We’ve experienced childhood, college, raising of children and much in between. Now it’s time to enjoy our fruits.

We can now spend time on what we want to do. Enjoy great literature, a leisurely stroll in the park, freely offering our time and money to make the world even better.

I have been on vacation for 3 weeks. With more to come. I’m finding that I am learning how to rest, relax. I have matured in life, along with my friends. Instead of taking, what can I give. Instead of rebellion, how can I help. Instead of knowing it all, what can you teach me.

It is these years where I truly hope to flower.

Balanced Budget, Health Care

An easy way to balance the budget. Since the budget deficit will be around 2 trillion dollars this year alone, and we can project it to be that for the next 10 years, borrow an extra 20 trillion now. Use the money to balance the budget the next 10 years. So, we’re in the hole only one year, but in the other 9, because of our fiscal responsibility, the budget is balanced. In 20 years, do the same, except using trillions, we go to quadrillions. If those Chinese haven’t figured it out now, we just have to pray they’re very slow learners.

In regards to health care. Using the 14th amendment’s “equal protection clause", the Supreme Court legalizes free health care for Mexico. The argument being that if we give free health care to Roberto, an illegal alien in the US, who’s received open-heart surgery along with surgery for his wife's breast cancer, it's only just to offer free health care to all his family. The Supreme Court, realizing that 10% of Mexico's citizens reside in the US, means that all of Mexico has at least one relative in the US. Hence, Mexico is entitled to free health care.

I'm President

When a friend owes me $20, it’s taken anguish to get my money. Our government will be owing $14,000 more per household for just one year next year.

These numbers are mind-boggling to me. We can’t pay that back. We know it. Our fantasy is that we’ll keep making more money to pay higher taxes. The reality is government is getting even less revenues.

These are times for drastic action. We need a leader. We need to quit thinking about adding to the budget--government health care, bonuses to government interns, cash for clunkers--and start paying our bills.

Bring our guys home. Yes, America is still a great country, but we need to call in the troops. We need to cut spending programs, eliminate useless government such as the department of education.

We can keep kicking the can, eventually we have take responsibility. Stand up America, we can do it.

Making Love

It's late at night. I open the door to our room. I hear her quietly sleeping standing beside her. A soft kiss on her lips.

She responds. Her tongue reaches for mine. My hand slips under the satin sheet to feel her breast. So soft, waiting, the bosom of love. Her nipple now in my mouth. I feel it harden as my hand wanders to her holy of holies.

I begin kissing her toes. I lick her calves as my head moves ever slowly to delight that awaits us both. I kiss her inner thighs. Her smell of woman surges me to higher passion. I kiss her pussy. I stop. I need to rest myself on her dune.

I retreat to kissing her warm pussy. I begin to suck her. I take all of her into my mouth. She writhes in pleasure. She begins to moan loudly.

Her pussy opens and ever so deep I go. Soon my whole head's inside. Her intestine wraps around my neck. I try to scream but can't. Hey Moe, get me out of here, I can't breathe.

I'm So Disciplined

Some say I'm disciplined because I fast and eat food that rarely consists of any animal products.

While I appreciate the compliment, the truth is, I want to avoid ill health as much as possible.

I don't like pain, and I don't like sickness. Especially long term.

If it's actually true that I can avoid heart disease, cancer, diabetes, arthritis, auto immune diseases through diet, exercise, plenty of sunshine and sleep, why not take the responsibility and move in that direction? Especially when the benefits can be measured in such a short time. You could just try it and prove it to yourself.

Unfortunately, we live in a world of serious misinformation. What's up is down, what's right is wrong, and what's good for you is bad for you. It takes courage to go against the status quo, but sometimes the minority can be right.

More people are realizing the importance of a healthful lifestyle. But for the vast majority, no. I stumbled onto a healthful lifestyle quite by accident, by reading Walter Kempner's "The Rice Diet", and realizing health is quantifiable.

One book lead to another, that lead to another, to which I now have a solid foundation on what is good health. And most of the leading health practicioners say the same thing. What it all gets down to for me is to follow a "Natural Hygiene" lifestyle. And that simple movement has been going on for at least a couple of hundred years.

Reason 2 I Love the Internet

In a post I link to a web site that I recommend. I myself had not visited that website for awhile and I saw that Dr Goldhammer has a cookbook.

Immediately I go to "Favorites", click on "Amazon", and buy the book for $4.00. It may have taken me 2 minutes doing this task. The book will be delivered to my mailbox soon.

Another reason I love the internet is that through this blog I can contribute. Instead of being reactive, I can be proactive. Instead of taking I can give.

A Way of Thinking

I was watching a video about making a juice with greens on You Tube.

But the guy said something that really made me think. What he said kind of turned things up side down to how I normally look at things.

What he said basically is this, or let me paraphrase to how I understood it:

What we do is strive to stretch ourselves to become better persons, and to achieve all that we can. And I always looked at it that way too. In that I force myself, challenge myself to do better and to grow.

But he said the opposite: That we're being pulled.

I never looked at it that way, but it's very interesting. Before I looked at it as though I had to bust down the doors (so to speak) and make my own way. This is definitely a different way of looking at things. It seems it would certainly make my journey a bit more peaceful.

My Favorite Part of the Trip

My wife asked me coming home what I enjoyed the most of our trip.

Going swimmimg with our dog "Lady" in my cousin's pond.

But now that I think about it, not so. When we first arrived at Brad's house, he showed us around, then asked if we'd like to go out for breakfast or have it at his house. Not to be imposing, but I said, "your house".

We collected blueberries from his garden. Brad made homemade blueberry pancakes, the maple syrup from trees at his neighbors farm. Picking the blueberries, eating pancakes, fellowship at the table highlighted my trip.

Brad's house is a home. The smell, the warmth, the wood. When I'm at Brad's home, I'm in a New England home. His wood oven provides warmth in the winter. His home is surely one of of my favorite places.

My Uncle Ken and Aunt Ouis

I just got back from New Hampshire. My wife, dog and I had a wonderful time.

One of the highlights of the trip was spending time with my Uncle Ken and Aunt Ouis.

My Aunt is (well, I won't tell you how old she is), but easily could pass for a woman 20 years her junior. She really is one beautiful woman.

My Uncle Ken is 83 and even though he's had a stroke and moves slow, he still plays golf and has a great sense of humor. Boy, does that guy crack me up.

A few stories:

They live in a home with a bedroom on each side of the house. And they sleep in separate rooms. I asked my Uncle if he ever sneaks to the other side of the house at night for some hanky panky. (One of the things you must know, is that when you have a stroke, one of the side effects is memory loss, from which my Uncle suffers). So when I asked Uncle Ken that question, his response was "Yes, but by the time I get over there, I forget what I went for".

And Uncle Ken still plays golf. But with his stroke he can't use his left side to hit the ball, so he's lost power and distance off the tee. So he hits from what are called the Super Senior tees, AKA, the Lady's tees. Well, we were playing with his son and grandson, and us 3 would hit the ball from the regular tees. After Uncle Ken hit, I would drive him up to his ball. If his ball was ever past his son's, he would say "Good drive Brad, you almost made it up to me".

So you can see he has a wonderful sense of humor. My wife adores them both. We had a great time being with them and their generosity was refreshing.

The Donate Button

I have a business that consists of repairing and installing Heating, Air Conditioning and Appliances.

I'm thinking of creating a "How To Blog" and making a bunch of videos on how to do repair. And also to have my phone number so that if others may want to call me and get advice, I could possibly help them with their problem.

So I wanted practice on how to make the "Donate" button that you see on the right side of my blog.

Here is a link that will teach you how to create your own "Donate" button. Turns out to be pretty simple to do.

And if you would like to practice donating, you're welcome to try it out with me.

PS. Seriously though, if you have any ideas about my business plan, I would like to hear your thoughts.