Time to Blog!


April 30, 2006

I leave April behind me on a sad note. Something terribly wrong has happened with my Internet enterprise. My main source of income has come to a grinding halt with no explanation. The people I have been doing business with are trustworthy. They sent me monies stolen by Stormysurf. They didn't have to do that. I have every reason to believe the follow warning sent to me from the ex-administrator of SurfRapture. In short, he has to close his auto surf because a hacker got into his account and stole everything. If you are using egold, or have large sums of monies in an account, you need to read this:

EGold Warning

If the payment due me does not materialize, I don't know what I will do at this writing. I know I have to suck it up. I didn't loose money out of pocket, but it was a huge chunk of profit. And this profit was the engine that was going to power everything else. I was on my way once again to getting a grip on my debts, and easing my financial worries. Now, I am back to square one. I still do not know exactly what has happened. I have written e-mail making inquiries, but have not recieved a response. If by some slim chance I do get the money depositied into my egold account, I will have to act quickly and get it exchanged into cash. My trust in this payment processor is gone. I have read too many similar stories of hackers waltzing in and having a free rein to steal. Egold attributes theft to the fault of the customer. I don't believe that anymore. I am sad, and the future looks bleak today. I know I can't give up on my dreams, but this setback has crushed me. I don't know if I can recuperate. All the money making opportunities are being funded, and the payments are possible because of egold. If egold becomes unstable, everything unravels.

9:25 PM update

Just visited Stormysurf's site. They have shut down operations:
"Due to our accounts being hacked , Stormysurf has shut done operation until we can sort out everything and consider our next steps. We apoligize for any inconvinance and will update members shortly."

If anyone can make good on the monies owed us, these people can. I just have to wait and see what happens next. It looks bad. I know it is ridiculous to bank on some crazy Internet Operation like this to get me out of the financial hole, but it was working. I don't know what I am going to do next. Jobs are scarce, and the ones available don't pay squat. This was my ticket. I'm screwed. It looks like an organized group of highly technical people figured out a way to crack egold open like an egg. They went in and just cleaned out choice accounts at will. I haven't been able to log into Vasco's site either. I wonder if that opportunity is shit now too.


April 27, 2006

It is 5:30 AM, and I'm getting ready to head out the door and deliver my newspapers. Checked my Powerball numbers. I didn't win anything. No surprises there. What has surprised me is how quickly time is moving this year. It is almost May, and 2006 is fading into the past. I haven't got a firm grip on what it is I want to be accomplishing. I laugh at others who are struggling. I suffer in silence. I'm not on the Internet creating a fantasy world to live in. Is that better? Yes, it is better. I know I am wasting time. These other dicks are wasting humanities time. I understand what I want to do, I just haven't taken the steps to get there. Time to start at square one. Time to repair the damage. I can't run with my dream right now. I have to crawl through the muck first. Not a pleasant prospect. I'm tired of crawling through muck. I am to blame. I could have left it behind me by now. I let morons get in my way. I haven't been strong enough to deal with ignorance. Disgust had paralyzed me. Sad excuse for not living the life I deserve. Time to change all that, starting now. Not sometime in the convienent future. It starts now.

April 26, 2006

Watched NBC Dateline - To Catch A Predator IV. It is unbelievable how sick some people really are. The men who came to this house in rural Ohio looking to have sex with a 13 year old girl were from all walks of life. Some were intelligent enough to know they were doing wrong, but couldn't stop themselves. Some of the guys were just plain ignorant and uneducated. These idiots wouldn't know how to operate toilet paper if it wasn't already on the spool. It is frightening to see this sickness grip the souls of these slobs. But that is what we asked for. Society wanted things to be politically correct, and turn the other cheek instead of offending anyone. This culture has produced a generation of perverted freaks in the process. A good beating during their childhood might have straightened them out. By allowing kids to grow up doing what ever they pleased, when ever they pleased has created this mess. Now they can't control their impulses because society allowed them to act out their "feelings" regardless. They didn't have to be responsible, and they never learned resposibility. They are spoiled rotten little punks. Isn't that special? No wonder the Arabs think we are scum. America is spiritually weak. We don't have the dicipline. We have lost our edge. And the Muslim fanatics are going to kick the shit out of us. Wake up people.


April 25, 2006

Time to start pinching the pennies. Next week is the last week of the morning route till September. That is a huge pay cut. I know I should go out and find another job, but that would mean giving up my position at Rack Express. I don't want to do that. I have plans to supplement this income, so far, they are producing. I just deposited a check into my checking account for $985. I have a substantial payment due tomorrow. With that money, I will create a monthly income steam of $1500 per month. The following month will see an increase in that stream to $1800. That's enough to pay the bills, and save $300. The potential to increase the monthly income will always be available, so by September when I go back to working the morning route, I could be saving $2000 a month. That's $8K I can easily Bank Roll in 2006. I pray this opportunity continues through 2006 and 2007. I can be completely out of debt, and have a nice Bank Roll. The opportunities ahead will be greatly increased. It all depends of this one Internet enterprise. That's what makes or breaks success. The dice are rolling hot, and you were there to take advantage of it.

I have three sets of numbers for tonight's Powerball Drawing. If lighting strikes, I won't have to worry about money anymore.


April 23, 2006

Got up early. Am having a cup of coffee and reading some of the world news. I don't even know if I would call it news. To find news, I have to dig. At least pay dirt is still possible. The ability to read points of view that run contrary to the Bush Administration's are still possible, for now. Not that I consciously try and find these opposing points of view. I want what all Americans want ... we basically want to live our lives and be left alone. I think many people feel that way. We don't want a "Big Brother" telling us how to think, or what to think. We want the freedom to live our lives as we see fit, as long as what we decide doesn't destroy our freedom. We as a people aren't going to decide on foolishness as some leaders believe. We are not total idiots. Some of us are. It's the few morons willing to burn this country down at the drop of a hat that spoil it for all of us.

I'm not doing well physically. I'm not sick, but something is happening to my balance. I'm dizzy for periods of the time I am awake. I'm twitching. I'm taking May off and getting to the bottom of all this. I am going to do nothing but cleanse my system through fast and drinking juice. I'm going to stretch myself back into a more limber state. I am going to meditate. I will find peace. I will know where I am physically and what I can do to try and repair or stop the damage. I have to get myself on a Path. I haven't got all the time in the world. I want to prepare for what is ahead. I have to decide what it is I want to accomplish with what time I have left. I refuse to just curl up into a ball and wait for Death. I think in many ways, that is exactly what I have done with periods of my life. I am so disgusted with the state of things, and the attitudes of the human race, I'd rather chuck this mortal coil and roll the bones on the next life. I think I can improve the odds by focusing my Will on not only creating a better life now, but directing where I wish to go in the next. I have tools. I have skill. I have knowledge. With these I honestly believe I can unleash a hidden energy that will heal me. I have some ideas on how to accomplish this. Physician, Heal Thyself.


April 22, 2006

A controversial television seance airing on Monday will claim it has reached the spirit of John Lennon, but viewers will have to pay $9.95 to find out what the peace-loving Beatle has to say.

The program features what is described as an Electronic Voice Phenomenon, or EVP, that a psychic on the show claims is the disembodied voice of Lennon speaking at a seance in one of his favorite New York restaurants, La Fortuna.

EVP is based on a belief that spirit voices communicate through radio and TV broadcast signals.

For those of you who would like to know what John Lennon has told the world, but don't feel like spending the $9.95, I will tell you. "Hello to all my fans, and a special happy birthday to the Queen. It is important that everyone express thier love by sending Jonathan Perry Stonne $1 ..."

Let's face it, the world is rotting in it's own shit. These clowns who produced this show made $8 million on the last seance. That amounts to 800,000 idiots at $10 a pop. They were unable to reach Princess Di, but they were able to channel all that lovely cash into their bank accounts. Isn't that special? I have a special message I'd like to send out to John Lennon.

Hey John, why don't you tell me what the Powerball Lottery numbers are for tonight's $28 million draw? Give Peace a chance brother. Can you Imagine? It's Helter Skelter, I need the cash. Sexy Saddie is making a fool of everyone. Can you please Help me? I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round ... I just had to let it go.

I just found out today that the man who lived next door to me at The Oregon Motel is a registered sex offender in the State of Wisconsin. According to the website available to the puplic, he was convicted of First Degree Sexual Assault on a child under 13 years of age.
Gerald D. Piggott AKA Reb Piggott




April 21, 2006

Protester charged with harassing Chinese leader.
Journalist Wang could face up to six months in prison

WASHINGTON (CNN) -- Federal charges were filed Friday against a heckler who interrupted an otherwise highly scripted ceremony welcoming Chinese President Hu Jintao to the White House the day before, berating him for the persecution of the Chinese religious sect Falun Gong. Wen Yi Wang, 47, was charged with harassing a foreign official, a federal misdemeanor punishable upon conviction by six months in prison and a fine of $5,000.Wen Yi Wang says she heckled China's president in an "individual act of conscience."

According to the Criminal Complaint United States of America vs Wen Wang, she is charged with "... knowingly and willfully intimidate, coerce, threaten, or harass Chinese President Jinto Hu, a foreign official in the performance of his duties."

The day after her arrest, Wang explained why she spoke out. She said she wanted to bring attention to The Chinese Government's "harvesting of Falun Gong practitioner's organs, and to brutalities committed by the Communist Government of China."

The harvesting of Chinese prisoner organs without consent has been in the news this past week. This revelation that other sources of organ harvesting are being used is not surprising. It goes without saying that in order to harvest an organ, the donor would have to be dead. Are Falun Gong practitioners being rounded up and gutted? Is this the kind of Government we want to ally ourselves with? It has been said that water seeks it's own level. Sure, China can line the Industrialists pockets with more money. They might even help us politically with the North Koreans. But at what cost? What is the price of a human life these days? In China, the price of a human life doesn't add up to much. What really adds up is the cash a disected human body can generate in the open market.

This story is troublesome.


April 20, 2006

It has been an interesting last couple days. Financially, things are on an upswing. Any gains I have made are offset by the skyrocketing price of gasoline, so it's a wash. Bascially I am just trying to survive.

This woman who lived in the building near me died. She used to drag her lawn chair over to the slab of concrete in front of my apartment last summer and lay in the sun. She told me she had brain damage because someone had hit her in the head with a hammer. It was obvious she was heavily into drugs. She was lonely and she was looking for a friend. Because of that need, she was vulnerable. She attracted a bad element. Desperate people don't always make the best decisions. I know from experience the pain she was in. I didn't know she died till today. It is sad how life can unfold. We all struggle day in and day out just to get by. Financially, we are given just enough to squeak by on. Socially, things aren't much better. Family is no guarantee of happiness. It is a shot. Life is a shot. You make the best with what you have. Victory and success are the more sweeter to those who struggle and overcome great obstacles. She was 37. She had a bowl obstruction, and it burst or something. She died 40 minutes after she went to the emergency room here in town. It is so true what they say, "one moment you are here, and the next you are gone." If I were to go tomorrow, people would notice, but soon afterwards, their lives would go on as if nothing had happened. My days are numbered. My lungs are getting worse. My left hand is getting less functional. I am falling apart physically. The only thing that keeps me going is my own will to continue. If I really wished to, I think I could stop breathing completely. I'm not ready to hang it up yet. I have too much to accomplish. That is the only reason I want to live. It isn't because I love someone, and they love me. I have to be ready for the journey ahead. I'm not ready yet.


April 16, 2006

I remember Easter as being one of the three "food" holidays; Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. These were special days at the dining table. Because the old man drank all the money, there weren't funds left for things like food in our house. What little there was went to my brothers and my sister. I got squat. I would spend the entire year thinking about these special holidays. We would go to Grandma's house, and she would have this feast prepared. It was magic.

I'd like to think some good came out of this time of starvation. Did it make me tougher? Did it teach me discipline? To say it did would justify the abuse. My parents are scum. The only pleaseure they had in life was torturing me. I read about people going to prison for commiting crimes far less severe than the wrongs done to me. But you know what? It's in the past. I never fully recovered from the abuse. Maybe that is something to think about. Maybe this Easter is a time for me to reflect on what it used to mean to me, and what it should mean to me today.

I have to treat myself better. I deserve respect. Respect starts at home. I don't walk on egg shell period. I have to stop tolerating the ignorant. Do I really care about their liberation? The honest answer is "no." I don't give a rat's ass about the salvation of my fellow man. I care about people who respect others, and treat them as they themselves wish to be treated. This has always been my Golden Rule, my measuring stick. If you don't measure up to this simple premise, get out of my face.

This is my foundation. This is what I need to build on. The time I have left I dedicate to myself. I have the knowledge. I have the discipline. I haven't had the desire. Time to light the fire. Time to burn away any lingering contamination. It is time to forge a new will tempered in fire, and dedicated to a prosperous future. Time to take this one last shot at getting it right, and keeping it right. What I do now, I do for myself. You want to stick your finger in my face? I'll bust it in two. My business is no one's business but mine. I am not personally responsible for your ignorance. Not any more. Compassion starts at home. That is where it stays. I make no aplogies people. Burn down someone else's house. Stay the hell out of my neighborhood assholes.

Add this to your list of Secret Societies:




April 13, 2006

Just sent a fat check to the IRS. It felt like I was passing a kidney stone, but life goes on. My webstonne-gold enterprise never materialized. That's ok. I am still making money. If others don't want to tag along for the ride it is their loss. I have a ton of automobile ads to type. I am thinking of pro-rating the cost over the next couple weeks so no red flags pop up. I did tell my boss I had to go into the printed magazine and retype a number of ads that were deleted. I didn't delete them, and I am covering their ass putting them back into the system. If I send them a check for $100, they will cry. If I send them a check for $40 over the course of the next three weeks, they won't even notice.

Congratulations to the lucky individual in Missouri who won last night's Powerball Jackpot for $224 million dollars. You bastard! That was my Jackpot. I still have this knawing belief I will win a piece of the lottery in some form. It may not be Powerball. I am starting to lean towards the Wisconsin Lottery. Maybe the Badger 5, or the Megabucks Drawing. The Badger 5 seems most likely. At this point, I'd take anything. I don't need a lot, but I want it anyway. Is $1 million too much to ask for? Is a $50,000 pop on the Badger 5 unreasonable? I don't think so. Not much else going on.




April 12, 2006

Here is a follow up on the conditions at Ground Zero. I had presented an article written about health problems of workers who toiled at Ground Zero removing all the debris. It was a grim report. This new finding is just as grim. This recent article goes on to add this information: The Government lied to everyone who lived and worked in the area. Even people not involved in the direct cleanup efforts are experiencing severe health problems.

Problems mount from 9/11 fallout.

The number of people with medical problems linked to the 9/11 attacks on New York has risen to at least 15,000.The figure, put together for the BBC, counts those receiving treatment for problems related to breathing in dust. Many of the victims say the government offered false reassurances that the Manhattan air was safe and are now pursuing a class-action lawsuit. Consisting of billions of microscopic particles, the dust was especially toxic because of its contents. A grim list includes lead from 50,000 computers, asbestos from the twin towers' structures and dangerously high levels of alkalinity from the concrete.

When you read things like this, it makes you wonder what else are we being lied to about? My gut reaction is "everything." Maybe it's for our own good. We can't be trusted. If the truth were laid out on the table for eveyone to see, the morons would burn this country to the ground. It's a shame that we all have to suffer because a small group of clowns who aren't worth the skin they are walking around in have Constitutinal Rights.


April 11, 2006

What can I say? The world is going to hell, and there is nothing I can do to stop it.
The news of the day is the price of oil sky rocketing to new highs:

Oil tops $69 amid Iran tensions.
Crude oil prices have hit record levels in London amid heightening concerns of a conflict between the US and Iran.
A barrel of London's benchmark Brent crude climbed to $69.70, while in New York, light sweet crude was at $69.45.

After reading the article, I did some surfing and found a report of what the consequences of a US attack on Iran would entail. Either way you look at it, it's Armageddon. Gold has been going through the roof. I don't know what good $1000 a troy oz gold will do me when the world is smoldering in a nuclear haze. I figure I might as well make this money now, and try to enjoy what time is left. I have even been entertaining the thought of moving to Vietnam. I still recall the conversation I had with this gal I worked with at The Excalibur Hotel and Casino. She was from Vietnam. She told me a person could live like a king there on $100 USD a month. If the opportunity to make this money I am currently just starting to tap into continues for the remainder of this year, and continue through the next, I could make enough to pull it off. I could work over there teaching English, and have my bank roll. It might not be a bad move. She told me it is possible to keep the money here in the US. All you would have to do is go to the ATM machine once a month. Computers have made international finance easy. Anyway, it is just a thought. If you are interested in the report I mentioned about the consequences of a US attack on Iran, click on the banner. You can download the complete .PDF file to read later. It really is a well written report.



Powerball Jackpot for tomorrow's drawing is $220 million. I have my tickets.


April 9, 2006

Thinking about getting some breakfast. It is 8:15 AM. I have a great deal of data entry work to do today. I have put it off, as ussual. I need the money, so I am not complaining. If I am going to be sitting here for 6-7 hours, I need fuel.

No Powerball millions have fallen into my lap yet. The Jackpot this Wednesday is $220 million. That kind of wealth is insane. I remember when I was a boy growing up in the early 1960's. The thought of the day then was becoming a millionaire. That was the American dream. In fact, the big dream was making your first million by age 30. The thought of the day is now becoming a billionaire. That is 1000 times the amount of money (American Standard). Even at the current rate of buying power, a million dollars is nothing to laugh at. That is $50K a year to live on for a period of 20 years! People in this country would sell thier soul for that luxury.

My Internet enterprise is taking shape again. I told myself I built up the opportunity to make $5000 a month before, and I will do it again. It took me seven months the first time to create the momentum. Since the February Meltdown (that is what I call the Stormpay Rip Off) I have created a money machine that will generate $2100 plus per month. This is only the beginning. By year's end, I will have accumulated $5K in working e-gold capital, and have paid myself another 15K. That is the business plan, and it is feasible given the current figures. I have to feel good about this. If things proceed according to plan, I won't have to work day labor during the four months the morning route is closed down. I can relax, and rejuvenate physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I have let myself slip in these areas. But, I am getting things back in order. Once I do, I really can't let things get this out of hand again. In fact, I am thinking of going back to Vegas for my birthday in August. That would be nice. I should be able to afford it. All I need is another six months of steady growth, and I am home free. I'll be out from behind the financial eight ball for good.


April 7, 2006

I got my taxes finnished. I never would have figured them out without Turbotax. I did a great deal of research on how they should have been done. Turbotax covered all the bases. They covered everything I researched, so I am impressed with the program. I will use it next year. It has my information from 2005, and will build on that. It cost me $100, but it was worth it. According to the figures, I have to pay the Federal Government $878. I will receive $859 from the State of Wisconsin. If it all flys, that isn't bad. I will cut the check today, and drop everything into the mail. Will just have to sit back and see what happens next. I don't see any problems arising. What is Uncle Sam going to say? I made $15K, and I am paying in $878. They will toss my return onto the done pile and move on. I just hope the State accepts my Homestead Credit. That is where the bulk of the return monies are coming from. I need it.

Winding down on the morning route. The students are almost finnished with the semester, and the route will resume in September. I have four months to cover for employment. I am gambling on my Internet business to bring in enough income during this time so I don't have to bust my ass doing day labor. If it comes to that, it comes to that. My general health is good, but my lungs are slowly shutting down. I'm not getting the oxygen intake I need. I am going to dedicate the month of May to nothing but exercise, and study. I probably can't financially afford this luxury, but I can not afford not to. If my health goes down the toilet any faster, I amight as well cash in my chips. The first week is going to be sheer hell. I need all my concentration and will to push through the physical and emotional pain. I can do it. It is only a matter of wanting it. And I have given this a great deal of thought, I want this. I can't turn back the hands of Time, but I know I can slow it down. That is something to shoot for. If all goes well, I will have the four months off to get back into fighting form, and to increase my computer skills. I have some kick ass programs I downloaded. I have a Vi Editor called Vim, I have a Turbo C++ editor, I have a program called Eurphoria to learn. Euphoria is an excellent start into the realm of computer programing. Knowing something about computer programing, and using the Vi Text Editor are skills that can create opportunities. As long as I am going to live, I have to make the most of the Time I have. I know I have said this before, but when you can see the light at the end of the tunnel, it makes you think just how short that Time is.


April 2, 2006

No one is interested in my offer to return principal plus 15% profit in 15 days. It is a shame because right now, that offer is worth it's weight in gold. Speaking of gold, I squandered a considerable profit wasting my time gambling in The Gold Casino. If I had just sat on what I had bought, I would have made a nice chunck of change. As it stands, I have lost a nice chunk of change. My sentiments have always been, "you only live once." But that can be taken two ways. The first being you make each day count. You work hard. You build on it. I never learned that. It hasn't been till just recently that I have come to realize the truth behind this. Time is energy. It is all about energy. Energy is the great mover, the creator. It shapes our Destiny. Destiny isn't something thst happens while you sit around and wait for it. If you do that, you end up with nothing. I am close to that point. I have wasted much of my time. I have let disappontment stagnate my life. I have been marching to the sound of my own drum leading me no where. I have tried so many things, only to end up in the same place - no where.

I can build on today. I have tools that will accomplish great things to come. But it has to be a constant, concerted effort from today on. I can make up for lost time. That means working 16 hours a day. I don't know if I am up to it physically or mentally. Part of the work has to be getting back into a spiritually stable state. I'm not there. I know I am not there. No looking back and regretting what I have lost. It's my fault. And, it really isn't my fault. I have had to work from nothing. It is difficult to know where you are going when you can't even figure out where you are. I think I know where I am now, and where I want to be. It doesn't matter that I'm old. I am getting a late start on what should have been accomplished already. That is not OK, but that is reality. Time really is running out. If I don't make the most of what I have, I am going to end up bitter. I have to wipe the slate clean. I don't know if I will regain the form I was in just five years ago. I have no choice. I won't get there sitting around thinking about it.