Blog! December 2005

Time to Blog!

December 30, 2005

A good point to let 2005 rest. I had found this website before, but had forgot about it after my machine died. You always take things for granted, till after they are gone. Those URLs in your favorites are good examples. Look at this report. It is an excellent piece of journalism. This kind of work is becoming scarce. Journalism is a tool of democracy. That is why the Chineese are cracking down on The Bejing News.

Waiting again for payouts and for payments posting. I am sure everything will be corrected. It isn't happening in the ussual time frames. Perhaps it is the holidays. I hope it is the holidays! I don't want to think that 12dailypro staff is getting slack. I have devised a stagey for gram accumulation using e-gold and 12dailypro. It is good exercise, even if it isn't error free. It puts my mind set correctly working with gold vs US dollars. Everything is falling into place. I welcome this year. I can't say that for many of the past ones. I will celebrate this New Year in my heart. I have a Path. It's going to be a long climb. I accept, and I am humbled.

December 29, 2005

A family man once regarded as a pillar of his community was sentenced to 40 years in prison Thursday for a string of bank robberies after being turned in by his own sons, who had recognized him from a surveillance photo.

Ginglen, who was convicted on seven counts of armed bank robbery and two counts of using a firearm during a crime of violence, also was ordered to pay $56,382 in restitution. The money he stole, authorities said, went to support a girlfriend, a crack cocaine habit and visits to prostitutes.

But before he lost two jobs in 2001 and the bank robberies began in 2003, Scott noted that Ginglen had spent the bulk of his life as a civic leader and married father of four.

The judge issued the minimum sentence for William Alfred "Al" Ginglen, who at 64 likely will serve the rest of his life behind bars.

Depending on the individual, this story will trigger different points of view. I see this as a tragic story of demons overcoming a weak individual. I'm sure many of you are now waiting to read my rant aginst the fruitcakes and the wierdos who should be all barbecued together. I don't think the man is scum. He didn't shoot at anyone. He didn't kill anyone. He isn't a rapist. He woke up one morning, and that was it. The demons were in controll, and he was addicted. It is a shame he has to spend the rest of his life in prison. But that is the price society puts on us to stay on the straight and narrow, and to confront our demons. Everyone else does. You can't be relieved of this duty. "Render on to Ceasar what is Ceasar's, and to God what is God's." Life is a test. I believe that. Just by the nature of the human race, it is a test. We aren't supposed to be living in concrete jungles. Our primative nature needs peace and solitude. Man has been raping and killing since he has been walking on two legs. Technology isn't going to change that. Intelligence isn't going to change that. The only thing that will change that is a strong personal center. How this center is strengthened is your personal choice. If you loose that, you are cannon fodder for Evil. Given that premise, the weak deserve to be jailed. That is why I have the responsibility I do. If I haven't created a circle of love in my life, or fortunes, I have accomplished this. I never forgot the promise I made not to hate people. That has been my center. I haven't built the life I want. I'm angry with myself. I'm tired of the idiots. But if I believe in my Path, I should be doing something to try and help people from going astray. I haven't done that.

December 27, 2005

Australia's wealthiest man, Kerry Packer, has died. He was 68. He made his fortune in the media industry and his many Casino operations. He was also a great bacarrat player. After winning $25 million dollars in one month at the MGM Grand, he was barred from further play. This is fact.

Packer — ranked as the world's 94th wealthiest person by Forbes magazine, with a $5 billion fortune — died Monday at his Sydney home, according to the statement released through his Nine Network television.

I tip my hat to the greatest "george" Las Vegas ever knew. Packer tipped the dealers at the MGM Grand Hotel and Casino HUGE! When he was winning he toked. That is more than I can say about many of the wealthy patrons I dealt with. The more they had, the cheaper they were. Not Kerry Packer. I'm not saying he was a saint. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Out of respect for his generosity and respect towards my former profession, my lips are sealed.

December 26, 2005

On Phi Phi, on nearby Phuket island and Khao Lak beach to the north, people from all over the world joined Thais in remembering the 5,395 people known to have been killed in Thailand by the tsunami, which left nearly 3,000 people missing.

"I remember all the pain of that day when I see these names," Kanchana Wuttikorn, 13, said at the destroyed, now rebuilt, village of Ban Nam Khem as she gazed at a wall on which the names of the dead are carved.

"One year has passed, but my memories are fresh," she said.

Hard to believe that one year has gone past. I swear, this is the quickest year that I remember living. At 50, I guese a year doesn't feel that long anymore. In a way, it is a wake up call. Time is going to melt away. I have to make the best of it. I know 2006 is the year that I put the past behind, and look only to the future.

This Jan. 1972 photo, released by ABC, shows, from left, Don Meredith, Howard Cosell and Frank Gifford, the broadcasting team for Monday Night Football. Television sports reaches the end of one era and the beginning of another Monday night when ABC signs off on its prime-time weeknight coverage of the NFL for the final time and hands off to sister network ESPN.

Damn! I did not know that ABC was not going to be hosting Monday Night Football anymore. I don't have cable, so I don't watch ESPN. This bites big time.

December 25, 2005

Wednesday June 1, 2005 to Saturday December 24, 2005. That is a long time in the world of Megabucks. I said this Christmas Eve would be a lottery miracle for someone. It is for some lucky person here in Wisconsin. The Jackpot finally hit. $11.1 million dollars is some Christmas present. Powerball rolls on, and probably will continue to accumulate. I wouldn't be surprised if it keeps going to $100 million. That's it for me for the time being. I will hang onto my lottery dollars. I tried. I'll keep trying. Someday, I will be victorious. But not today. Merry Christmas to all.

December 24, 2005

My thoughts are not leaning toward "Peace on Earth, Good Will Towards Men." I don't think 2006 will be a peaceful year. The Middle East will remain in turmoil. The freaks and the nutjobs will have a free hand killing and mutilating the general public. The basic cost of living will continue to rise, and errode our standard of living. The only solution is the further free fall into personal debt. That is what I see coming for the world in general.

As for myself, things are different. I see hope. I see a way out of the debts I have. I see a future where I call the shots. I see a moutain before me that I can not conquer, but will test me the remaining days of my life. This is a good thing. I see mental anguish and doubt. I see conquest. All my mistakes and experience have joined at this point of time. This is my time. For once, I feel I am in the right time and the right place. It hasn't happened by chance. The only way I can sustain the probability of this reality becoming concrete is through faith, and tremendous work. I was able to train at 40 like I was a much younger man. Now, I must train at 50 with the same zeal. In many ways I am tired. But I have to drive these thoughts out of my consciousness. I wake up and say to myself, "I'm not 50." I believe it. In 2006, I will turn the hands of time back a few notches. I have to train like a man of 30. I have to believe I have the strength and the will of a man 20 years younger. I believe I'm 32. I must remain 32 for as long as possible.

I bought lottery tickets for tonight's drawings of Powerball & Wisconsin Megabucks. It is possible for another Christmas miracle to happen. Jack Wittaker won the $314.9 million Powerball Jackpot on December 24. Tonight's drawing is $25 million. I believe someone will win tonight. I believe someone will win the Wisconsin Megabucks. I have a shot, and I'm taking it. Whatever happens will happen. I may wake up filthy stinking rich. If I don't, I will create it. This is my year. If I let this opportunity slip past me, I see no future for me. I will just go through the motions of life waiting for death to knock at my door. I am not going to let that happen. Death may come, but I will create my Destiny in the meantime. When I go, I will look back and say, "2006 was the year I took my life back."

December 22, 2005

Still no winner in the Wisconsin Megabucks Drawing. This damn thing is busting my balls. The Jackpot is $11.1 million Wednesday. I have to keep playing this out. So much for my vacation. I have to deliver all day today if I want to have some relaxation time around Christmas. I have to type too. Will just have to tough it out. I'd rather get everything that can be done finnished before the weekend. I still like the picture of me counting up the money. To imagine that sums of that caliber exist in cash is astounding. I will never own cash like that. Probably won't be spending much time between now and the first of the year writing. This is a good time to reflect on the past year, and what is to come. Things look good for webstonne inc. Money is coming in. Still wondering what kind of taxes I will owe. Whatever it is, it's worth being my own man. I don't think I can ever go back and walk the company line. I bought a few little Christmas presents for myself. Nothing much; some DVD's, a cool pocket knife, and some CD's. I got a poker and a mahjongg CD from American Express cheap. I had some bonus points to cash out, so I bought them. I might write something here before the New Year more than likely.

Here is a picture of me counting up the money I will be winning in the lottery tonight.

December 21, 2005

The shortest day of the year marks at the Winter Solstice, known to Wiccans as Yule (from the Norse lul, meaning "wheel"). It is one of the Lesser Sabbaths of the year and falls at or about December 21. Part of the Pagan celebration is the gathering and displaying of evergreen boughs, showing the promise of new life in the coming spring. A Yule tree is erected in many areas to represent the phallus, or spirit of fertility. From this came the Christian Christmas tree. Yule was established as the birth date of Mithras - with veneration for the sun - and was then adopted by the Christians to mark the birth of the "Son" Jesus.

Am not highly motivated today. The more research I do on DXinONE, the more I see it is a long and arduous process. Money put into the system is not realized till months later. From what I am reading, people are making money, and rewards are bestowed on those who are patient. I have also read that all the information you need to work the program and become successful is available for free on the Internet. I have that information, and I also have program applications that will help me. I just have to put it all together. I am fortunate to have the opportunity to create immediate cash using "surf for cash" programs. By the time they collapse and I believe they will, I will have established my e-currency exchange business. It is a matter of energy and will. The remainder of this vacation will have to be dedicated to the direction my life must take. 2006 is important. What I am doing today sets forth the direction my future. If I blow the opportunites presented to me, I might as well crawl into a hole and die. I am not ready for that.

Saddam Hussein testified today at his trial. Hussein is charged with crimes against humanity, and if convicted, could face the death penalty. After his testimony, a reporter asked him about his new suit. Hussein replied, "I called Micheal Jackson on the phone yesterday. I asked him, "Micheal, what advice can you give me on how to get my ass out of this jam?" He told me, Saddam, you have to dress for the audience. You have to look stylish. Clothes make the man. If you put on something really snazzy, eveyone will be so preoccupied with your appearance, they will forget about all the people you have destroyed. It worked for me."

This new startegy seems to be paying off. An old woman in the courtroom said, "Saddam always was a sharp dresser. None of the candidates now seeking office in Iraq have his flair. Things just don't seem the same without him." Another onlooker at the trial had this to say. "You know, we really don't care what kind of monster he was. When he was in control, no one dared mess with us. Now, we have the US stuck up our ass. For a Muslim, it just isn't dignified."

December 20, 2005

Michael Jackson could lose his 50% stake in The Beatles' back catalogue if he fails to meet an imminent deadline to repay $200m (£113m) in loans. He bought the coveted publishing rights for $48m (£27m) in 1985. They are now valued at $500m (£283m).

Now jointly owned by Jackson and Sony, the 4,000-song catalogue contains more than 200 Beatles tunes including such hits as Yesterday. It also includes songs such as Bob Dylan's Blowin' in the Wind and the works of artists such as Joni Mitchell and Stevie Nicks.

A default on the loans, due to be repaid on Tuesday, would enable New York private equity fund Fortress Investment Group to seize Jackson's 50% stake.

Michael Jackson's latest greatest hits album has sold just 8,000 copies in the US in its first week of release, reaching number 128 in the chart. The Essential Michael Jackson is the star's first release since he was cleared of child abuse a month ago. Jackson faces a struggle to repair his image and repay debts that prosecutors in his trial claimed amounted to $300m (£170m).

British public relations supremo Max Clifford has revealed he turned down a request to represent the singer after his trial. "He came to me a month ago and I turned him down," Mr Clifford said. It would be the hardest job in PR after Saddam Hussein and I would be astounded if he could turn things around. People were extremely offended by even some of the things he admitted in court."

Now there's a coined phrase I like, comparing Micheal Jackson's damaged reputation to that of Saddam Hussein's. Look, Jackson isn't Hussein. I have been hard on him, I admit that. I have to ask myself "why?" I think I know why. I have little respect for child molesters. I have little respect for people who turn a blind eye to child molesters. It happens. I can live with that. It irks me to think that some people in this world can do what they want, when they want with impunity. It isn't right. I have to accept it and move on. I also think it fitting that Micheal Jackson will in the end destroy himself. I have long thought that Jackson will die from his own hand. I still believe that. It is hard enough for all of us "normal" people to struggle with the economic forces seemingly poised against us. But for someone like Micheal Jackson to be cast down among the great unwashed, I think this would be too much for him to accept, or bear. His only alternative would be suicide. Time will only bear out my convictions. If Jackson is suffering, he brought it down on himself. He has caused others to suffer. He has destroyed lives. No one can escape Karma, not even the King of Pop.

December 19, 2005

West Wing colleagues have paid tribute to actor John Spencer, who died of a heart attack in Los Angeles, just four days ahead of his 59th birthday.

I liked this guy. He was a great actor. I enjoy watching West Wing. It is a little disturbing to see guys not that much older than me dying. Just goes to show, you never know when you are going to buy the farm. It is hard to relish life as it passes before you. The Sage is a man who can filter out the bullshit, and the nonsense, and truely enjoy the moment for what it is. I'm not good at it. I try.

December 18, 2005

LANCASTER, Calif. - Two teenagers were in custody for allegedly plotting to carry out a Columbine-like massacre at their former high school next Valentine's Day, authorities said.

The former Quartz Hill High students, whose names were not released, were arrested Thursday after searches of their homes turned up knives, ammunition, a gas mask and bomb-making instructions downloaded from the Internet, according to the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.

The boys told investigators that they planned to kill Quartz Hill students who had made fun of them, using guns and homemade explosives, then commit suicide, Brown said.

On Friday, deputies at the sheriff's station in Lancaster displayed a page from the 15-year-old's notebook with the scrawled message: "When I'm God, everyone dies."

The notebook was accompanied by a three-ring binder with pictures of Columbine High School killers Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold, Oklahoma City bomber Timothy McVeigh and murderer Charles Manson.

Deputies said they found a black trench coat at one boy's home, possibly to be used in imitation of the similarly-dressed Columbine killers, and the 15-year-old boy had carved the word "hate" into his forearm, authorities alleged.

If carving messages into your forearm isn't a cry for help, I don't know what is. Our society is evolving into a culture of hate and violence. I can understand the concept of revenge. Who amoung us hasn't entertained the ide of "getting even" with those who have done us wrong. That doesn't mean you are going to kill them. You don't fanatzise about playing God, or mutilate yourself. That is just plain crazy.

No Megabucks Jackpot for me. The pot is still rolling along. The last winning ticket was Wednesday June 1, 2005 for the amount of $1.0 million. The last time the Jackpot reached these levels was Saturday, March 9, 2002. The pot was $10.8 million. It continued to go unclaimed till Wednesday, April 10, 2002. Some lucky Wisconsin resident won $13.5 million. Hard to say what is going to happen. On Wednesday, May 23, 2001 the Jackpot was $10.9 million. No one won till the pot reached $20.3 million on Saturday August 25, 2001. That Jackpot is the record for the Wisconsin Megabucks Lottery. I don't think this particular Jackpot will reach those historic levels. I suspect that a lucky person will win this thing in time for Christmas. Makes a nice story. It would be better if it were me! I tell you one thing, I wouldn't tell a soul I won it. With all the fruitcakes running around ready to kill people at the drop of a hat, you'd be a fool to advertise this kind of personal wealth.

The e-gold site is back online after being MIA for the past week. I hope my payments find their way into my account. Gold has taken a dip this past week, and it would be nice to accumulate some grams here. I am not making the sort of financial headway I would like to be making against my debt. I am holding my own. If the Surf for Cash Industry can remain viable for 2006, I will be home free. In 2006, I will create my e-currency exchange business. Tomorrow, I start hitting the books. I am looking forward to this creation proccess. I have plenty to accomplish on an intellectual and a physical basis. This Path will change my life once and for all. No more fear. No more being at the whims of fortune. I will create my own Destiny. I am doing a decent job of it now. I am satisfied with how 2005 turned out, and am looking forward to the mountain that stands before me. I have come to an understanding of how to harness the energy of the present, and shape it into a future reality. Sounds crazy, but it is a fact. I see myself as a 21st Century Alchemist. I will transform the energy of global information into gold. With that, I will create wealth. I will bioelectrical energy into health, and strength. I understand now. The task is trememdous. Destiny is mine to wield and shape. I explain nothing. I say nothing.

December 15, 2005

The UW students are going home for the Holidays, so the morning campus route is on hold till they get back. I have a four week vacation from getting up in the dead of the cold winter morning! The idea of not delivering newspapers in the cold is appealing. The thought of the lost income isn't.

I will be busy. I have the DXinONE system to tackle. I will work my surf programs and pump up my gold reserves. I have the opportunity to get a jump start on getting back into prime physical shape again. Well, as prime as this old man get get. I can get back into the shape I was at 45 easy. If I push it, I can push the hands of time back to 40. That is my goal. I will be in consierdable physical and emotional pain, but that is the price. It isn't easy to accept the fact you are deteriorating.

Someone in Iowa won the Powerball Jackpot last night. Merry Christmas you bastard! That was my jackpot. The Wisconsin Megabucks continues to roll along. The drawing Saturday will be for $10.7 million dollars. I have spent a lot of money on these two lotteries in the past few months. I have no regrets. I don't go out and spend money on anything else. And, I still believe I will get a piece of one of these.

I will kick back the rest of today. Tomorrow, I will do data entry work. I plan on going out Saturday night. The more I can get done before Sunday, the better. I hate having this unfinnished task hanging over my head come Sunday morning.

Just read this story, and had to post it. I have posted other stories about nutjobs from Wisconsin. This one fits nicely.

Authorities in Wisconsin pinched a 63-year-old man who allegedly had a fondness for calves. Harold G. Hart, of Neillsville, reportedly told police he stopped at a Greenwood farm ``at least 50 times'' to have sex with calves there. The man, however, told police he never had sex with animals while maintaining a relationship with a girlfriend or his wife.

December 13, 2005

Demonstrators opposed to the death penalty sing a religious hymn shortly after the execution of Stanley 'Tookie' Williams at San Quentin State Prison in San Quentin, California December 13, 2005.

You think I'm being sarcastic when I talk about these liberal types holding hands and singing "Closer To Thee My Lord" when ever some monstrous, cold blooded killer is getting prepared for justice? Maybe I am, but my sarcasm is based on fact. The reasom I made the comment about Mike Farrell yesterday is this. A number of years ago he was on TV crying about some slob who had been on Death Row in Florida for 15 years. Finally, the State got it's act together and were going to strap his worthless ass onto the gurney, and carry out his long over due execution. Farrell made the comment that, "he was ashamed to be living in a country" that would put a man like this to death. And now, here he is front and center crying tears over poor Tookie Willaims. A man who boasted about killing a 76 year old man. A man who mocked his victims. You know what I say to Mike Farrell? If you are so ashamed about living here, go live someplace else. If living in a country that punishes killers is so difficult to bear, get the hell out of here. I'm sick of your self rightous horseshit.

More on the BALCO scandal:

Tim Montgomery was suspended for two years for doping Tuesday, and the 100-meter world record he once held was wiped from the books. Another U.S. sprinter implicated in the BALCO scandal, two-time Olympic relay medalist Chryste Gaines, also received a two-year ban from the Court of Arbitration for Sport. Neither runner tested positive for drugs. The U.S. Anti-Doping Agency sought the bans based on evidence gathered in the criminal investigation of Bay Area Laboratory Co-Operative.

More news on the Tookie Willaims Execution:

It is no surprise that European leaders are outraged with this execution. When the greatest gang member of all time, namely Adolf Hitler, was claiming the European Continent as his private turf, Europe was pulling down it's pants and bending over. I'm sure they were holding hands and singing hymns as the Germans goose stepped through Eastern Europe, praying for God to forgive these "poor ignorant Nazis who don't know any better." What do you expect from Eurotrash?

December 12, 2005

Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger on Monday refused to spare the life of Stanley Tookie Williams, the founder of the murderous Crips gang who awaited execution after midnight in a case that set off a debate over the possibility of redemption on death row.

With all the mistakes the California Governor has made, it's good to see he got this one right. It makes me nauseous when I hear these bleeding heart liberals crying for this murdering scum bag. He walked into a family owned motel, and gunned down a family. And he should be allowed to live off the system for the rest of his life because he wrote some children's books? This bastard is nothing more than a welfare rat with his legacy being he created one of the most vicious street gangs in US history. I celebrate his death. Merry Christmas Tookie. It's too bad they haven't got a spare needle for former "M A S H" star Mike Farrell.

December 10, 2005

Richard Pryor, the caustic yet perceptive actor-comedian who lived dangerously close to the edge both on stage and off, has died, his ex-wife said Saturday. He was 65.

Pryor died of a heart attack at his home in the San Fernando Valley sometime late Friday or early Saturday, Flyn Pryor said. He had been ill for years with multiple sclerosis, a degenerative disease of the nervous system.

I liked Richard Pryor. His movies were funnier than hell. I think a person has to go through a great deal of personal pain to be as funny as he was. Well adjusted people aren't able to delve too deeply into the human psyche. When your life is easy, you don't have to look into the depths of your soul, or those of others. Life is a bed of roses. It smells sweet. You can't really appreciare how sweet unless you have smelled crap. I think Pryor was like that. His life was crap, but he made it into something by sharing his pain using comedy as a vehicle.

Might as well go and buy more lottery tickets. The Powerball drawing is tonight, and so is the Wisconsin Megabucks.

December 7, 2005

According to the local weather reports, the cold is unseasonable. I'm glad that is true. I thought it was just me. I was thinking I was getting soft. The temperatures will be in the minus again tomorrow morning. It is a good thing I got the battery situation sorted out. Jenny fired right up! I have agreed to take on another route. It will be once a month. I have to build it up like I did the Condominium Digest. Matt Meyers at Capital News knows he can depend on me. Creating job security is a good thing. Even if this route turns out to be just another wild goose chase, it will serve a purpose.

December 6, 2005

Today was the sort of day you don't like to see unfolding, because you know the karma of the Universe has turned on you, for the moment, and there is nothing you can do about it. I had taken the precaution of soaking my car locks down with anti-ice juice, and sprayed the inside of the door pannels and locking mechanisms with 10W40 to prevent them from freezing shut. I get up this AM and go out to my car. It is bone chilling cold. I turn the lock. Opens like a charm. I climb in the car and turn the ignition. The battery is stone cold dead. I can't believe it. Actually, I can but I don't want to. I have had the car for four years. I know the battery was due to be changed. Today was the day. I end up buying a battery from Goodyear Tire and Service about eight blocks down the road. I carry it home. I stand out in the wind and put the new one in. The battery is tucked so tight into the car, you can't even put your hand in between anything! I struggled, and fought till I got the old one out and the new one in. You almost have to take your damn car apart just to replace shit. Wonder why? Is it because then you have to PAY to have someone with the proper tools to dismantle everything just to do simple things? I think so! Anyway, it is done and I am back on the road. I hate winter sometimes. Last year this time I was crawling under my car cobbling the exhaust pipe back onto Jenny so I could driver her to CarX and get a new one. I froze my ass off. I don't know how long she is going to last. I have to stay focused, make more money, and hope all works out. I need a newer vehicle. I need a lot of things. I don't have the financial resources immediately at hand to cover everything. I just have to hope, keep going with all my energy, and somehow pull through all this.