Today I was driving around in Bible belt territory and saw this. This is not too far from the Porn Store protesters. Also not far from the shock and awe billboard campaign against abortion.
Here's a thought. Thou shalt Keep thy religion to thy fucking self.
Today I was driving around in Bible belt territory and saw this. This is not too far from the Porn Store protesters. Also not far from the shock and awe billboard campaign against abortion.
Yes new photos are up. I like this feature and I think I am going to be using it quite frequently from now on. This, is Buttons the dog. He is an eight year old Pekingese and he likes to attack other people. The smallest dogs have the biggest attitude. When relaxing at home, he thinks he is a cat folding his legs up.
"We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at
it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever
heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate
of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and
economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every
creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young
couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and
explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar,
every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species,
lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam. The earth is a very small
stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those
generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the
momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited
by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable
inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their
misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their
hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have
some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale
light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our
obscurity -- in all this vastness -- there is no hint that help will come from
elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that
astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my
mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits
than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our
responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to
preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
The man was a pure genius and its a wonder why this book is not required reading in our schools. The religious right want to go on about "taking God out of our schools" well, if you want God in your schools you should take your kid to a Christian school. Or teach them about God on your own time at home. The arrogance - that some people have -to continue believing that the entire universe was created by God with the earth, that pale blue dot, at its center.
People smoke, but these are the same people who damage our earth. Global Warming is real, and so is war. We are very well on our way to destroying the only home we ever have known.
There are some people who still think that second hand smoke is a myth. It really pisses me off when I go into a restaurant and ask for non smoking, and get seated in the non smoking section where inconsiderate dumbfucks feel it necessary to burn one before, during and after their meal. People of the states of Kentucky, Tennessee and North Carolina -lets just say the South in general - are the worst offenders here. These monkey fucks constantly complain that smoking bans on the books trample on their "rights". I saw one asshole who had a 3 year old kid, in a restaurant called "Texas Roadhouse". This waste of carbon was holding the 3 year old on his lap with a lit cigarette in his mouth. The cig came within millimeters of burning this kids head/cheek/face while Mr. shit-for-brains was adjusting his seating for more comfort. Everyone at that table except the 3 year old kid was smoking. Before, during and after the meal. I was seated in the non smoking section (with a not-so-nice view of a 20 year old guy I jokingly called "Jabba the Hut" because his 450lb frame resembled Jabba) a mere 15 feet away from this cunt. Smoke from that table was wafting over from the 3 mindless nicotine freaks up into my nostrils and into my lungs. And the kid! If thats not fucking child abuse then I don't know what is. The poor kid is probably going to grow up to be a smoker. Just like Mr. Asshole probably was treated by his dad/grans. So complaining about their "rights" being trampled. What about the rights of the 3 year old kid? Or my fucking rights you fucking worthless whores?
from the article:
Smoking or nonsmoking? The report also proved that the
conventional measures public spaces have taken to protect their nonsmoking
patrons against secondhand smoke are inadequate. Tests revealed that designated
smoking areas, or even air filters, are not enough to prevent a marked rise in
cotinine levels. The report recommends that the only way to be safe is to dine
in a completely smoke-free environment.Children are especially vulnerable.
Because they are still developing physically and tend to have higher breathing
rates -- and, in turn, higher quantities of smoke entering their bodies --
children are especially at risk around secondhand smoke. According to the
Environmental protections agency, secondhand smoke will:
- Increase the number of asthma attacks and severity of symptoms in 200,000 to
1,000,000 children with asthma
Cause between 150,000 and 300,000 lower-respiratory-tract
infections among children (under 18 months of age)
Be responsible for respiratory-tract infections that result
in 7,500 to 15,000 hospitalizations of children each year
Anyway the short version, I almost died. Mr. Asshole driving a big ass truck driving like a dumbfuck, slams on his brakes, causing huge metal pieces to fly off his big scary truck, flying through the air almost coming in my windshield almost missing my car.
It happened on this stretch of road.
I can't believe blogger fucked up my story. It was long and complicated complete with links and statistics, measurements, geographic information.
Oh well. My creative spark is gone, I had gotten to that point of getting ready to submit the post (If I had just hit "Save as draft" it would have saved.
Thats just a shit sandwich for my lunch I guess.
Alarm bells went off in my head and then I saw them. Two kids roaming the aisles. The oldest appeared to be about 13 and the young one appeared to be about 9-10. They looked identical except that one was bigger. But other than that they had the exact same features and they were equally proportionate to each other - same fattness and same shape. The younger one was walking down the cereal aisle rubbing his big fat belly -the universal hand signal for "I'm hungry" Parents nowhere to be found.
Rounding my way through the frozen foods section I finally saw him. A middle aged man who was a giant replica of the kids. Exactly the same body shape and size -but proportionately bigger as he was older. Like father, like sons. In his cart there was about 15 "Hungry Man" frozen dinners. The guy was wearing bedroom slippers and pajamas. He was massive. He had a beard and wiry dirty hair. it was interesting to see them all together. I kind of wish I had been able to take a picture. Surely one of these guys was named Bubba. I held my breath as I passed.
In the next aisle over I heard someone coughing up a lung. It almost made me cringe. I got what I needed and sure made my way to the exit. The guy coughing looked like the stereotypical white trash methhead or -just plain white trash. He looked like he was 18 years old. He was walking with a girl who looked like she was 16, long black hair wearing a slipknot sweater and a knit red and black cap. They ended up getting in front of me in line. They had about $75 worth of groceries. Paid using an EBT card which is the new Food Stamp.
I am not one to judge or look down upon people. I feel a bit indifferent when it comes to food stamps. I have been in situations where I think we could have used them but I never used them or applied for them. Then I see fuckwhits in the grocery store flipping a cell phone with some jewelry pay with an EBT and then get into an expensive gas guzzling SUV. Some people genuinely need this and they cant get it because of the amount of fraud.
I passed some pre made burger meat in the freezer aisle called "bubba burgers".
Thursday, 23 Nov 2006
Thanksgiving meal #1
Friday, 24 Nov 2006
Thanksgiving meal #2
Monday 27 Nov 2006
So I haven't had a big weight gain even after two thanksgiving meals. Back to business. Looking to join the local gym for $30 per month.
I took this photo in Kentucky. I also posted it up to flickr. (See photo page) I will reiterate here what I said in the comments section.
I do see things like this every day. I come across some very scenic views. What does this say about the people who live there? Some are nice and live respectable and clean lifestyles. Some others, live like disgusting pigs. Ruining the nice view with squalor. Just 1 mile down this road, after having taken this picture, I saw houses with trash and junk strewn about the yard and I can only imagine what the inside of these houses looked like. I also heard that on that road they harvest meth and other drugs (a few photos later, you will notice a dog) I thought was to protect the horses but it may have been used to protect the drugs. What is it with white trash motherfuckers and Pitbulls?
Just started the long process of editing map information to my flickr photos. You can view them here. You zoom in to the map where you see a number and as you zoom in closer, the location is more precise. Its very difficult work, looking for clues as to where each photo was taken, and going from memory. Of course its never going to be 100% correct. But I am going to strive to achieve that 100% accuracy. I now look back on the 45% of all the flickr photos online, and I realize that they are incorrect. When editing their map data, I was dropping it into a map, and not using the sat photo as a guide. I feel a bit disappointed seeing that sat photos of Birmingham and other parts of the UK are not in detail. The roadways are not in detail either. Yahoo Maps need to get with the program. Looks just like a Google maps clone. But at least with Google Maps you get street level accuracy in Birmingham.
Score: Yahoo 0, Google 1
But I suppose Flickr, being owned by Yahoo are obligated to use them. I do enjoy flickr.
Other news, is Daniella is ill with a fever. She had a 100.3 and has been stopped up and coughing. Getting sick cause the mucus stays in the back of her throat and she is not able to get rid of it. She goes to the doctor's tomorrow to get her flu shot. It would be totally fucked up if she is getting the flu now, probably from some other kid at school, days before getting the flu shot. That would piss me off. But she should be ok. I think she is over the hump of the worst of it now. I hope she can sleep OK tonight cause she needs to be awakened early tomorrow. Bless her.
From this link (file this under What the fucking fuck!!!?):
CHICAGO (AFP) - Fried Coke has become the latest artery-clogging hit at US state fairs, local media reports.
The gooey Coke-battered nuggets topped with cola syrup won the "most creative" title at the Texas state fair in Dallas last month. Since then, the deep-fried phenomenon has spread to North Carolina and Arizona.
"We've been getting calls from everywhere since we introduced it," Elizabeth Martin, a spokeswoman for the North Carolina fair, told the Dallas Morning News. "Everyone wants to know where they can get it."
Fried treats are as big of a draw at state fairs as the rides and prize-winning farm animals. Twinkies, cookies and even pickles are stuck with a stick, dipped in batter and then seared in the deep fryer.
Fried Coke's inventor, concessionaire Abel Gonzales Jr., is a creative fryer whose experiments have proven popular. Last year he sold 20,000 fried peanut butter, jelly and banana sandwiches, the Morning News reported. Fried Coke looks to be an even bigger hit: he sold 16,000 cups of the sticky balls in the first two weeks of the fair, which runs through Oct. 22.
Gonzales has also had more success with changing his recipe than Coca Cola did. He reworked the recipe to make the dough less cakey and more spongy so it would soak up more of the cola syrup.
"They were good before, but they are even better now," Gonzales said.
This is the type of shit you encounter here in Tennessee. You have motherfuckers making cheap ass makeshift shit like this. Its probably not road worthy, and in Massachusetts, this shit wouldn't fly. They have no car inspections here, so you see dumbassed shit like this all the time. You see people driving around with no hood on their car, you see people driving around with headlights encased in wood beams.
I come across this:
This shit is just unnatural. I also found this site.
At first I just thought it was normal steam, I was being optimistic. Look at those awful fumes being spewed out. Its vile.
These are the mutherfuckers responsible:
Consider this part 2 in a long running series on this blog on Why Americans are fat. Read part 1 here.
While we are on that subject, there is a Fast food chain that was the subject of the photo I took for Part 1's post. Its a chain called Hardee's - in the West coast its called Carl's Jr. The dots representing where Hardee's stores are a direct representation of where the fat people are. You can see this at their menu page. Just click on where it says "Find my nearest Hardee's Store now" and a .swf file opens up. They offer up some real nice sandwiches like the "Monster Thickburger" that consists of 2/3 lb of beef patties, what looks like 4 strips of bacon, 3 slices of Cheese, mayonnaise on a buttered seeded bun! Weighing in at 1410 Calories (KCal) 47g of carbohydrates, 60g of protein 107g -I'll pause to let the severity of this number sink in... That's 107 g of fat! -45g of Saturated fat. 229 mg of cholesterol and 2740mg of sodium!
Considering that the FDA recommends only 65g of fat FOR THE WHOLE FUCKING DAY FOR FUCK SAKE!
To be sent on November 1, 2006
TO:Lee ScottPresident and CEO Wal-Mart Stores, Inc.Bentonville, AR 72716-8611
We, the undersigned, respectfully request that Wal-Mart Stores, Inc. cease distribution of the book known as the Holy Bible. We make this request after careful consideration, having examined numerous passages in the Holy Bible that are repulsive, stridently offensive and/or illegal. The following five examples reveal the obscene nature of this book and help you to understand why we are making this request.
1) The Holy Bible demands that readers murder hundreds of thousands of Wal-Mart employees.
In Exodus 31:15 the Holy Bible demands: “For six days, work is to be done, but the seventh day is a Sabbath of rest, holy to the LORD. Whoever does any work on the Sabbath day must be put to death.” This demand is repeated in Exodus 35:2: “For six days, work is to be done, but the seventh day shall be your holy day, a Sabbath of rest to the LORD. Whoever does any work on it must be put to death.” To put these demands in context, please see Isaiah 40:8, 1 Peter 1:24-25, Psalm 19:7 and Matthew 5:18-20.
Mr. Scott, you are in a unique position to understand how dangerous these statements are. Hundreds of thousands of Wal-Mart's employees work on the Sabbath. The Holy Bible demands their murder. This threat to employee autonomy and safety should be both repugnant and highly offensive to Wal-Mart’s senior management team as well as Wal-Mart's employees.
2) The Holy Bible demands that readers discriminate against women. This type of sexual discrimination directly affects female employees working for Wal-Mart. In 1 Timothy 2:11-12 the Bible says: “Let a woman learn in silence with all submissiveness. I permit no woman to teach or to have authority over men; she is to keep silent.” See also statements like 1 Cor 14:34-35 and Numbers 31:14-18. These statements should be repugnant to every member of the Wal-Mart management team, since a large percentage of Wal-Mart's employees and managers are women.
3) The Holy Bible fully endorses slavery, which is today strictly illegal in the United States. The Bible also endorses such egregious behaviors as the beating of slaves.
In Leviticus 25:44 the Bible says: “Your male and female slaves are to come from the nations around you; from them you may buy slaves. You may also buy some of the temporary residents living among you and members of their clans born in your country, and they will become your property. You can will them to your children as inherited property and can make them slaves for life.” In Exodus 21:20 the Bible says: “If a man beats his male or female slave with a rod and the slave dies as a direct result, he must be punished, but he is not to be punished if the slave gets up after a day or two, since the slave is his property.” Statements like Col. 3:22 and Titus 2:9 in the "New Testament" fully endorse slavery. Slavery is illegal in the United States, as is assault and battery, and the Holy Bible flagrantly disregards these statutes. Slavery is barbaric. A book that condones slavery is highly offensive.
4) The Holy Bible demands that readers murder homosexual men. The Holy Bible incites readers to commit hate crimes against innocent citizens. In Leviticus 20:13 the Holy Bible commands: “If a man lies with a man as one lies with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They must be put to death.” The Holy Bible clearly incites its readers to commit murder. The Bible provokes hatred against, and threatens the lives of, innocent citizens in Wal-Mart communities across the nation.
5) The Holy Bible demands that readers murder those who do not believe in the “god” of the Bible. In Leviticus 24:16 the Bible demands: “Anyone who blasphemes the name of the LORD must be put to death. The entire assembly must stone him.” See also 2 Chron 15:12-13 and Deut 13:12-16. In the “New Testament” of the Bible, the man known as Jesus also condemns all unbelievers. Since the majority of Earth's citizens, and a sizeable percentage of the citizens of the United States, do not believe in the "god" of the Bible, these statements are both highly offensive and dangerous.
We, the undersigned, recognize that any book which demands the death of innocent Wal-Mart employees, which commands sexual discrimination against women, which endorses slavery and the beating of slaves, which incites hate crimes against innocent citizens of the United States, and which demands the murder of people of other faiths, is so obscene that Wal-Mart should cease distribution of the book. The dictionary defines the word obscene in this way: offensive to morality or decency; indecent; depraved. causing uncontrolled sexual desire. abominable; disgusting; repulsive.The Bible fits this definition. Any book that incites murder, hate crimes and discrimination is offensive to morality and decency. It is apparent from the five examples listed above that the Bible is depraved, abominable, disgusting and repulsive. Two years ago, according to this article in USA Today - Stewart finds controversy - Wal-Mart refused to distribute the #1 best-selling book “America”, by Jon Stewart. The reason cited was a nude photograph of the members of the Supreme Court. Wal-Mart felt that this photograph was obscene, so Wal-Mart chose not to distribute the book in its stores. In Jon Stewart’s book, it is obvious that the intent is comedy. The Bible, on the other hand, is deadly serious and is frequently cited as an authoritative justification for discrimination and hatred. For example, the Bible was cited as an authoritative justification for slavery during the American Civil War. Readers of the Holy Bible act on its discriminatory statements every day. A book that openly demands the murder of millions of innocent Americans, that directly discriminates against women and that fully condones slavery and the beating of slaves is outrageously obscene. By Wal-Mart's own obscenity standards, as well as by the standards of civilized society, a book such as the Holy Bible has no place on the shelves of any Wal-Mart store.
Some Wal-Mart customers may argue such attributes as "wide readership" and "historical precedence" in order to maintain the Bible in Wal-Mart's inventory. They may also argue that removal of the Bible from Wal-Mart's shelves represents censorship or an attempt to "ban the Bible." It is important to note that we, the undersigned, do not advocate censorship. Nor is Wal-Mart "banning the Bible." The removal of the Bible from Wal-Mart's distribution network simply acknowledges the reality of the situation: many parts of the Bible are transparently obscene, and Wal-Mart (like most retailers) has a longstanding policy on obscene material. No book, regardless of popularity, has the right to endanger lives by directly and undeniably inciting its readers to commit murder and hate crimes.
We, the undersigned, trust that you, Mr. Scott, will look at the five examples listed above and recognize the deep and systemic problems found in the Holy Bible, along with the highly offensive, obscene and illegal nature of its content. We request that you work within your organization to expediently remove this book from Wal-Mart’s distribution chain.
found at this link
I took my daughter on a day out today at the Aquarium Restaurant. The photos will be uploaded shortly. Anyway towards the end of the meal I got up to look around to see if I could locate the mens toilets. After one lap around the aquarium, I gave up and went up to where the hostess was standing at the front of the restaurant. I asked her where the mens room was and she told me, and I couldn't help but notice a "gangsta grill" in her "mouf". Can I just stop right here and say, What the fucking fuckkity fuck?! You are a hostess - your job is to smile and greet people in what we believe to be a nice restaurant. Your job is to be the first representative of the restaurant -the first face people see when walking in. What the fuck does that say about yourself when you have some fake ass gold "teef" in your mouth?! Save that shit for the fucking block and leave your personal gangsta accessories at home next time will ya? Holy shit, what the fuck are we coming to here?! Why should you need to prove to everyone who comes in to the restaurant, that you are a gangsta bitch?
After a nice meal though We went into the Stingray petting area and we fed stingrays - an awesome experience.
Will post it to flickr.
Poor Steve Irwin, the man loved animals. As I understand it he was also an environmentalist. However annoying his character, he did good work for animals. I feel really bad for his kids. And I realize most Australians only took the piss out of him, he summarized what it was to be Australian. Too bad also that he was referred to as the crocodile "hunter" as he wasn't hunting them but he was protecting and helping them.
Nothing much going on, had a productive day at work today, and am set to enjoy a nice 3 day weekend. Last weekend was a 1 day weekend so I guess it evens out. I don't even want to be reminded of losing my cell phone on Saturday.
Flickr reports they will be down from 12 AM CDT for a period of 2 hours.
I am starting to get way more into indie rock. Lately its been a mix of Electronic and hip-hop (need I remind you what kind) and indie was sitting on the back burner, but I am experiencing a revival.
I am a subscriber to the BBC Radio Northants again, "The Weekender" they play some good indie stuff.
Recently had the opportunity to use some Coconut Lime Verbena Handsoap and it smelt absolutely delightful.
I had to get up at 7 AM this morning for work, so I had my alarm set. But as it turned out, I didn't need the alarm set at all. My asshole neighbors have, as usual, neglected their dog -probably by not feeding, not providing drink, etc. So the dog was howling and barking at 6 AM. And of course I can't put in earplugs or anything cause I need to be able to hear the alarm clock I set. So I basically have to lie there and try and get as much rest as possible until 7. Meanwhile these fuckers have been planning a garage sale cause when I am getting ready for work I notice about 20 cars parked in front of my house. I wonder if the teenage girls that live there are having a party at 730 am. But no they have a garage sale. And the damn dog is locked up in his Guantanamo-esque cage pacing and pacing and jumping up on the cage desperately trying to get my idiotic neighbors' attention.
Just what the fuck is up with these people and their goddam garage sales anyway? Who the fuck gets up at 6am to go drive to a garage sale? Jesus!
Back in my army days, we had this good system of using code words. When encountering someone in the wilderness or anywhere, one person would issue a challenge word, and the other person would say the password. If the password was right, the first person who issued the challenge would know this other person was a friendly. Once in Alaska, we had the challenge word of ordeal, and the password of midwife. Its funny how you can remember things. I thought about this today. The reason is because I was in one hell of an ordeal.
I was done with my work at around 10:30 AM. I was already in Nashville so I decided to go driving around looking for interesting things to photograph. I went out to the Tennessee State Prison. This building has been abandoned for years and I heard they filmed the movie "The Green Mile" there. So I was quite pleased that I was able to just drive up and photograph it. Already there were clear signs it was going to be a nice afternoon.
I then decided to go to downtown Nashville to have a look around and investigate the parking situation for further visits because I always hate paying $10 just to park downtown. I found out that there is metered parking but there is a two hour limit and only if you are lucky enough to acquire the spot.
Anyway, I found some free parking on Gay St. I stopped there and walked down to 1st Ave. Took some really excellent pictures that I am currently uploading to my flickr page. I then went to Bicentennial Park and took some more really good photos. You will notice that this is where the day turned to shit.
I reached down and felt that my cell phone was not in its holster. I immediately panicked. I ran back to the car which was parked about a mile away. Out of breath and sweaty from the afternoon heat and humidity I searched frantically in the car only to come up empty handed. I then thought to look for my other cell phone, so that I could call my cell phone and listen for the ring. I check it and it is dead. So I had to drive home.
At home I immediately called my cell phone and it rang and rang and then went to voicemail. I then called Verizon and they enabled "Lost mode" whereby the phone can receive calls but cannot place calls. I then picked up the charger for my old phone and made my way back to retrace my steps. I Went to the Tennessee State Prison and retraced my steps but it was nowhere to be found. I Called the number about once every 3 minutes while driving from there towards 1st Ave. And once I was on Broadway making my way towards 1st Ave. Someone answers my phone.
I say "Hi, I've lost my cell phone and you have apparently found it."
The guy says "Yeah."
so I say back "Well where can I find you?"
He says "Do you work on the Mississippi Queen?"
I say "No, but I was down there taking pictures earlier."
So he tells me that it will be waiting for me at the boat. I am so relieved I am not even the slightest bit mad when an unkempt looking old man with a grey beard and a shirt with the sleeves cut off tells me he is holding the parking spot on Gay St. For his wife who would be there shortly. I drive about a half a mile further down on Gay St. to park the car, and walk down to the boat. There were two guys there who worked security for the Mississippi Queen, one of who I thought was the guy I talked to just moments earlier, grilled me with a series of questions to ensure the phone was actually mine. I answered him and he gave me the phone.
I walked back to the car and was on the phone to Verizon to enable the phone again. I had brought the bill from home that had the Verizon number on it and other information should they have needed such as my account number etc. I was by this point really exhausted, after not having eaten any food all day. I decided it was worth it to go and reward myself with some Panera and upload all my pictures, and publish this story, of loss and anxiety.
So here I am sitting in Panera with food in my belly and my anxiety and fear gone. The phone had just simply slipped out of its holster. Its not as if I am incompetent or anything. Shit happens. In my case, shit happens often.
These motherfuckers bought a dog -shortly before we moved into this house in October 2005. I know this because the dog was just a small puppy the first time I noticed him. These motherfuckers keep the dog outside 24 hours a day 7 days a week. The dog has never seen the inside of these peoples home. If you remember, back when I was complaining about this these people would leave the dog outside with snow falling.
These motherfuckers have no business owning a dog. The guy is a total prick and he didn't even answer or respond to our letter. The dog was howling and howling one night last week. I noticed he was still chained to the tree as he had been since 7 am that morning. It was now almost midnight. I went outside and saw that the bowl of water that he did have was shallow and was dirty. And the food bowl was overturned and completely empty. So we brought out some food to him and he ate it up. These motherfuckers hadn't tended to him all day. The first picture was taken this morning and the sun was hot to me sitting in my back yard. I am sure it was hot to this dog cause of him being black. He was so hot that he was hiding behind his house to escape the sun.
So I don't know what to do. If I call the pound on him this asshole is going to probably get me back somehow. But I hate the way that they treat this dog. Him locked in a cage like a prisoner. To be constantly treading in his own shit. And this guy's stupid teenage daughters don't give a shit either. It all makes for an unpleasant situation.
The only exciting thing going on lately is my newest additions to flickr. And its also coming up on the 2 year anniversary of this blog though I haven't been updating this at all. Will find the zoo pictures on the other camera and upload them sometime.
Lets take this example here. I was waiting for an appointment and parked in a local Fast food Restaurant's parking lot, because it had a tree that I could use for shade. I waited there and took this picture cause I was absolutely appalled at the gross advertising. I only used the place later, to go in and take a piss, and then left.
Firstly Americans are always sucked into deals that trick us into buying more food that we don't need. To somehow think we are getting a better "Deal". The deal is being dealt by the fast food industry resulting in fat people. Why on earth - unless you were buying for 2 people - would anyone need 2 quarter pound burgers? And secondly, the burger to the right of that, fucking hell, that thing is massive. Way bigger than any normal sized portion. Lastly, that "Salad" is probably as fattening as any burger, but under the guise of being a "salad" they trick people into thinking they are eating healthy. Its got greasy beef, probably cheese, and sour cream.
If you haven't read this book you seriously need to:
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Felt very unproductive. Was also very uncomfortable. Check out my flickr site for the pics I took today. Here is just a sample.
First appt is at 11 and it looks as if this week is going to be a non productive week. I may get under 40 hours but as I am on salary that is fine by me.
I wish I had a camera that I could focus instead of being autofocus. But these seem to come out pretty good and interesting.
Yes that is the same kind of car I drive for work and yes it is even the same exact color, but no it is not my work car.
Here it is midnight and I just now got done with my work again. Daniella is going to bed at 10 pm still so its at that time when I can start my paperwork.
Gawkers at the accident scene.
One of the many things wrong with this country is when you can allow greedy fat fuckers to pay poor Mexican immigrants $6 per hour to perform hard back-breaking manual labor building houses in Franklin, TN that these same corporate fat fucks turn around and sell for $800,000 to White-washed America. People who have grown up with silver spoons in their mouths, and whose kids will, and are growing up with silver spoons in their mouths. White people whose well stocked pantries have more square footage than some people's bedrooms. There is something completely wrong with the fact that these white people have only been fortunate enough to have been born in to the right family.
America is increasingly being filled with the same clone drone identical shops, stores, layouts for strip malls. The exact same cardboard cut out neighborhoods. The same fake roundabouts. The same gigantic houses with the same air conditioners that suck up so much of the city's electricity. The same GMC Yukon's and the same Ford Expedition's parked in the same exact driveways. America is a nation of giants. Gigantic people, gigantic vehicles, gigantic houses. Houses that are sufficient enough for 12 people to dwell in, when in fact there are only 4 people living there. The same rich, whitewashed family of 4. Enough food in these houses to feed an entire village in Africa. Enough food in the trash bins of these houses to feed some villages in Africa. Just one of these gigantic SUV's waste the equivalent amount of fuel to power 4 generators for 8 hours. And the saddest part of it is, this scene is being copied all over the country.
At the end of the day, the Mexicans go home to their apartments. Their small rented houses. They don't get new roads. They don't even have cars. They get to ride in the back of a pickup truck with shovels, hammers, nails, cement. The fat, white corporate fuckers don't even go outside in the 100 degree heat. America has become a place for people to be excessive. There is so much waste in this country it fucking makes me sick. And I am not just ranting about people who are rich. I am ranting about people who waste. Even if you are rich, there is no need for anyone to waste so much space and energy, regardless of whether or not you can afford to pay for it. Thats where the Pro SUV crowd get it wrong every time. It doesn't matter if you are able to pay for it, it matters if you need it or not. Why wastesomeone else's gas?
As mentioned previously on this blog, one of my biggest complaints is when inconsiderate fuckers pour out their sugary soda onto the parking spot right out their car's doors. This is an example of such rudeness. I saw this at the Kangaroo Station in Murfreesboro. (Uploaded to Flickr) So the next person (me) gets the pleasure of treading in this shit. Since the inconsiderate fuckers just pour it out right at the door, and are probably too fat and lazy to get up and, god forbid, pour it in the grass or just simply throw the cup away in the trash can, it is poured at the exact spot I step into when exiting my car.
Check it out, you need QT or RP to play it. (Quicktime is far superior to Real)
Interactive videos, watch them all when you have time.
Still in the process of writing a short story, the process is slow, and I am done with a chapter but I want to fine tune it, make it better before publishing anything.
So be patient. These things take time. Basically I want a story that will take the average person to 30 minutes to read. This may take longer than I thought.
I may publish it in chapters at a time. I don't know yet.
Truly odd Bilboard, that is just in your face and done in bad taste in my opinion.
The reverse, done in better taste.
The most exciting thing about Scottsville, KY WOW!
The pictures turned out kinda cool. You can see the outline of the energy efficient lighting I have. Thinking about it now though, I should have placed my hand on the desk and shone the light from above. And then took the picture.