Limited Time Offer You Say

So Last night I was breezing through the channels and ran acrooss an add featuring dead coke dude here. He mentioned operators were standing by and this was a limited offer...WTF?

Ok I Dumped Facebook

Yep, I can't believe I did it. My farm was awesome, my list of friends off the scale. I think it was just too easy to let it consume my spare time, and to be honest it seemed to grow my spare time. I will now have to actually spend time making real contact with real people and of course see if anyone actually reads the Whiner sans Facebook.

In the Words of Leonard Cohen

OK so today is a very weird anniversary.

Last year at this time I was throwing up and watching my life slip away. I played golf and rode my motorcycle and then didn't feel so well. I went to a hospital with appendix issues, stayed there for a long time and ended up with a scar that looks like a north to south equator. I scared people who loved me and made those who barely knew me uncomfortable. I found real friends and people who claimed to be my family but were just too busy to stop by.

That being said and considering my love for King David from the old testament, this song says it best.

cheers

Now, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which are heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
...

Practicing Divinity

My good friend Julian's wife took this photo of their son getting ready to swim. Currently millions of Catholics are flocking to the area.

A leetr I had 2 write

To whom might actually give a sh**

We understand that the retailer we bought this from is now out of buisness, so no yelling at Circuit City, Forgive 4 our typing, we had to buy a seperate keyboard since the one on the laptop is always a mystery as to what it will actuallly type.

That being said, we give up, this may be the most misreable thing we have ever wasted good money on, I think the dude at Circuit City knew his job was toast when he assured us what a well made computer this was, or perhaps based on those declarations we now know why CC went under.

THe point is should we just take it to the local electronic recycling yard, it make make an excellent waffle iron in it's next life. Do you guys want it back kind of an office joke that someone actually bought one?

You guys aren't really the reincarnation of IBM are you, just a twisted joke ......

Well regardless have a nice day in China and hope all is well.

One really happy Lenvo klient,,,,oh sorry kreyboard got ssssticked

Ok, Ok I get it "yes we can"

I simply don't like or trust politicians, they annoy my inner child.

My inner adult and I are even less trusting of these fools.

I appauld some of the changes that are going to happen and mourn the passing of what is clearly the last of an innocence in these last few years. I want life to be simple:I don't wish to debate who was born where, i think it is pot stirring where there is no real meat in the pot.

I dislike liberals as much as I am annoyed by conservatives. In Canada that would define my party alliance, here it just says middle of the road. Any of you know me realize I do nothing in the middle of anything.

I don't dislike our President,I think he has great stage prescence and his ability to lead is as uncertian as it is relevant to a country obssesed with John and Kate and what killed Mikey Jackson. We like our leaders to look good, substance doesn't sell movie tickets. A shout out to my Republician friends, you lead the charge on this with Ronnie Reagan, so no finger pointing.

I recall 6 years ago or so when this Canadian liberal dickhead I knew proclaimed that the Black Senator from Chicago was awesome. He was the one who would lead the revolution. People who use the term revolution usally drive a Subaru with Bumper stickers stating "No war for oil". They also suck as drivers and couldn't drive the speed limit if their heart pills depended on it. When I asked why he thought that, he responded that his wife thought he was good looking. Well there you have it politicial science at it's finest. I also recall thinking he was probally right and this good looking guy from Chicago would be the chosen one. F*** I hate it when whack jobs are right. I don't even care what side the nut cases from.

So I agree, Yes we Can outlast this 4 years of BS as well.

Well now your screwed. M Rating, no very pc article

I think there is a tendency for us to believe sterotypes: regardless where they come from. We may think on which race is better at math, one at sports and so on, the Dutch continue to be a mystery. I am the 1st to raise a protest at a racist joke or a gender biasised comment.

So today we are at the local Co-op, pretty 'PC' to start, don't you think? I am walking past the fresh soup aisle, it is located next to the wine, you do the math. This voice comes out of nowhere "Hey give me a sample cup." I look about and here is a gentleman in an electric wheel chair deal. He points out the cup he wants, the bowl I reached for was not the free stuff. Clearly my ability to walk makes me dumber than most. I hand him the sample cup, not good enough. "Fill it up with soup" he snaps. I do as requested and hand him the soup, "You forgot the spoon." He is clearly annoyed with my lack of insight to his needs as an ADA poster child.

Well, we sort out the needs of my new walking challenged friend and my wife and I go to have our whole wheat sandwich in the dining area. A few moments later my new friend rams his battery powered into our table and says "Hey, are you reading my newspaper, I left it hear and I know people steal newspapers."

I assure him it is not his, since it was in a very high place where he could not have left it.

He moves on and extracts a confession from another diner that perhaps he stole the paper.

It reminded me of a really bad joke I had heard years before.

Guy is fishing on a pier and a woman rolls up to him in a wheelchair. She stares at him and he feels he should engage her in conversation. After a bit, she confesses she has never been hugged, so being a good guy he hugs her. A bit later she says no one has ever held her hand and stroked her face. Of course he does the right thing. As he gets ready to leave she says "no man as ever kissed me!" Reluctantly, he gives her a quick kiss and attempts to move on. Finally, she grabs his hand and says "no one has ever screwed me"

At this point, he pushes her off the pier and says,"well now your screwed."

Just being in a chair doesn't remove your ability to be a prick.

ahem

Talk about a smoke screen

Next weekend it will be a year since I quit smoking, it is also the date of my time of being pretty sick and yes they are tied together. I had been dwelling on the whole sick thing here for a bit till yesterday. On Tuesday I had lunch with a good friend and he pointed out that moving on was the best option. On Wed I discovered a guy I knew from my former work had passed away. He died of cancer less then a year after retiring. Yesterday I recieved an email from a friend in LA who just retired last year as well.He has mellanoma, it has progressed to his lungs and tumors in his brain. I am done whining now.

Now about not writing. It seems when I quit smoking, I also quit writing. Well at least to any great measure. The whole ritual about writing for me is the room, my office at home, a cup of something...in the AM coffee, at night OJ and something and of course a cigarette. I didn't really need to be smoking it; in truth most cigs just burnt to the filter in one of the many ashtrays on my desk, it just had to be there. In testimony to the amount of writing I once did, my office is the only room left that I can still smell a trace of smoke.

So now I move on as a non-smoking writer.

RIP Laverne and God's speed in your recovery Jim.

OMG

It has been forever since i have written, lets end that shall we. I promise to write something new everyday. Probaly going to suck for a bit so be patient.
Cheers

Oppose this you little monster

Ok we are just watching a show on PBS about dogs and cats; mostly because of the dogs. Regardless during the show a mother is discussing the healing affects of cats on her daughter. And what does her long suffering daughter have that requires the medicinal attributes of kitty, what horrid disease you ask? Drum roll please, get ready for it……. Opposition Defiance Disorder, that’s right her daughter is a freaking brat.

For the love of God what does it take to spank the chubby little monster and say defy this. Al Qaeda, and for that matter his brother Fred, are not the major threat to this country. Self indulgent children raised by clueless parents are. We have a generation, who instead of admitting they suck at being parents; have discovered an entire new vocabulary to put into a rational format why Johnny and Susie are punks. It is shameless at best and laughable on all levels to think is the best we could do as an age group. Terms like Helicopter parents have become the norm; the sad part being we even had to come up with a term to describe why we screwed up an entire future generation.

So next time little Timmy gets his feelings hurt or sweet little Nancy pouts remind them who is in charge and not get into a deep thought process of trying to sort through their emotional needs. For God’s sake be a parent, teach them how to stand up remember the best gift is teaching them how to fly without the nest and without you hovering all over their live.

Ok I feel better now.

When Does It End?

I love George Orwell. I read 1984, Animal Farm back in the 70's and understood them in the 80's. Now in 2009 I'm actually living them. Perhaps it is my age; last month I asked some people at work if they remembered Tel Star, only on other old guy did. It seemed very odd to the younger group that at one point there was 1 satellite and it had a name. Today there is a person who's fulltime job is to keep track of all the junk in space, Sanford and Son gone galatic.
The 1st TV I recall was like a 12" screen in a 8 foot cabinet and there was 1 channel, ok I was in Canada, even now they only have 3 channels.
In my life we have gone from theories in science to matter of fact usages in our life.

I can certianly marvel at the changes in my life and even enjoy many of them...But friends with the French, let's be real.

HA AH

LILONGWE, Malawi – Madonna lost a bid Friday to adopt a second child from Malawi, rejected by a judge who said she would not bend the country's strict residency rules even for a wealthy celebrity.

The decision came as a surprise since Malawi's child welfare minister came out Thursday in support of the singer's application to adopt 3-year-old Chifundo "Mercy" James.

And it was a rare setback for the material girl who has projected an image of being able to attain whatever she sets her sights on, be it personal or professional.

Madonna was not present in the courtroom for the ruling, and there was no immediate comment from her spokeswoman in New York. The pop star's lawyer filed notice he would appeal, but no hearing date was set