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July 31, 2005
Received this email this morning. My friend Bill from Las Vegas is dying. He has ALS, so it's no surprise. We had some good times in Vegas ... not many, but some. Overall, I know Vegas wasn't good for Bill. He lost $250,000 in 3.5 years. I don't think he was ever the same after that. As for me, Vegas has been the only place I ever achieved any financial success, and the only career I ever really had was dealing cards. Overall, it wasn't a good place, and I have few pleasant memories. I have no friends I keep in contact with. The last person I was in contact with was a mommas boy. His Mother and his girlfriend told him he couldn't talk to me anymore. He used to call me from his car driving to work, and say, "you know how it is ..." I don't have time for that. Anyway, ... "Bill, rest in peace. You haven't had any peace for a long time, and you will find it in the grave. We had some good times. I will try to remember them, along with the shit that Vegas really is. I am glad you left there, even if it was under bad circumstances. You are better off. If you had died there, your soul would never have found any rest. You would be just a Vegas ghost haunting the old casinos you hung around in, looking for your lost fortune. God bless ..."
Hello:
I wanted to let you know Brother Bill is not doing well at all. I feel that he will die in the next few weeks.
I have Patina on standby to come here at any time and stay with Mom while I go to Arkansas to bury Bill. He has lost his ability to eat and has refused a feeding tube.
He has lost so much weight that I didn't recognize him last Saturday when I was down there and I had seem him two weeks before. I could see a big change in him today. He is unable to talk and is just a shell lying there.
My friend Peggy rode down there with me today and I told her he had lost over 50 pounds and he looked terrible and when we started in his room, she kept saying this is the wrong room and kept trying to pull me back out of the room. She just couldn't believe it was him.
Peggy used to come over and take Bill out riding and to Walmart and visit with us two or three times a week while he was living here with me.
I already have everything arranged and he will be burried in the same graveyard where our Dad is burried and where Mom will be burried. There will not be a funeral as such, just a graveside service. I will spend the night with my friend Sue and her husband and drive back the next day.
Thanks,
Chris
July 30, 2005
One day left in July. This year has gone by quickly.
I want to comment on this tragic fiasco at the Boyscout Jamboree:
Experts: Scouts Unprepared for Jamboree
BOWLING GREEN, Va. - Their motto is: "Be prepared." But as the disaster-riddled National Boy Scout Jamboree carries on following five deaths and hundreds of heat-related illnesses, event planners from across the country are wondering just how prepared the Scouts were ...
Didn't I mention that I was pondering what was going on with the Boyscouts? You have boys wandering out into the wild, and they can't find their way home. They can't build a fire without matches. They are helpless. And the "experts" are surprised? Look at the signs! I was half joking when I said they must be sitting around with coloring books and learning how to be politically correct. Looks like that statement was closer to the truth than I'm comfortable with.
The whole country is going down the toilet. We are turning into a society of mashmallows. No wonder the Muslims are kicking our asses. We have lost our focus, and our guts. I should say the politicians running the show are to blame. Our men and women in Iraq can't even defend themselves. Heaven forbid you shoot to kill some clown over there trying to kill you. You get prosecuted. These morons at the Jamboree hired an independant contractor to pitch their tent. You got to be kidding me! And they didn't even notice it was set up under power lines? They deserved what they got. I'm sorry, but I'm not pulling punches here. They are lucky they got killed before they put a bunch of kids in harm's way because they had their heads up their asses. If that offends anyone, too bad.
July 27, 2005
Slow month for writing anything. I did get paid from 12dailypro, and I turned right around and let $300 ride again. As long as they are paying, I will take it. I am waiting for the other programs I am involved with to "mature" so I can get my money (or not) and get out of them. I will put all my eggs into the 12dailypro basket.
I had to borrow more money just to survive. Life is pounding me senseless financially. I feel bad about it. I'm not alone. I read in the newspaper today that people in my age group are up to their eyeballs in debt. That doesn't make me feel any better. It looks like Capital Newspaper is going to come through on the routes they promised. I have been doing some substitute work doing routes for this guy on vacation. I am floating (like a turd) on the sea of life. I am not swimming along. Things will get better quickly once I get this new job established.
That's about it. I wanted to say something here. I don't want to lose touch. My birthday is coming up soon. I have been preoccupied with looking at the past, and evaluating what I have done. It is too late to change anything. I have to keep moving forward.
July 18, 2005
Three weeks ago, I talked about the surf to cash programs. I said they were a Ponzi scheme. I flat right out and said it. I thought the good ones would be able to sustain themselves for possibly two more years. If this were possible, I could have made between 5-10 grand.
They are collapsing as I sit here and write. If I loose any money on these things it is my own fault. I honestly thought I could ride the wave for a brief time and get out clean. It might not happen now. I will tell you just what the damages are. I have $432 coming in from 12DailyPro. It SHOULD be deposited within the next couple days into my Stormpay account. This is HUGE. If this money gets deposited, and I believe it will, I'm not stuck badly. If this falls through the cracks, I'm screwed.
HYIP is the only viable thing left to do. They are risky too, but they are based on trading in the Forex markets, etc. They have a base of future income. Once I get my working capital collected from the programs I am in, I will reinvest them in a solid HYIP. I said this three weeks ago ... by August 10th I should know if I can get out clean, or get my nose broken. Happy Birthday!
These two songs from the Depression Era put everything into a clear perspective. The more things change, the more they stay the same:
"We're in the Money," lyrics by Al Dubin, music by Harry Warren (from the film Gold Diggers of 1933, (1933)
We're in the money, we're in the money;
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
We're in the money, that sky is sunny,
Old Man Depression you are through, you done us wrong.
We never see a headline about breadlines today.
And when we see the landlord we can look that guy right in the eye
We're in the money, come on, my honey,
Let's lend it, spend it, send it rolling along!
Oh, yes we're in the money, you bet we're in the money,
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
Let's go we're in the money, Look up the skies are sunny,
Old Man Depression you are through, you done us wrong.
We never see a headline about breadlines today.
And when we see the landlord we can look that guy right in the eye
We're in the money, come on, my honey,
Let's lend it, spend it, send it rolling along!
"Brother, Can You Spare a Dime," lyrics by Yip Harburg, music by Gorney Harburg (1931)
They used to tell me I was building a dream, and so I followed the mob,
When there was earth to plow, or guns to bear, I was always there right on the job.
They used to tell me I was building a dream, with peace and glory ahead,
Why should I be standing in line, just waiting for bread?
Once I built a railroad, I made it run, made it race against time.
Once I built a railroad; now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a tower, up to the sun, brick, and rivet, and lime;
Once I built a tower, now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
And I was the kid with the drum!
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.
Why don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
And I was the kid with the drum!
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.
Say, don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?
July 15, 2005
So ends the story of Victor Conte. I knew he wasn't going to go to jail for long. And I have read no information stating he has to give any or all of his fortune away. The government has his data. That's what it was all about. Now, the US can produce a better breed of fighting machine.
SAN FRANCISCO (July 15) - BALCO founder Victor Conte and two other men pleaded guilty Friday to steroid distribution in a deal with federal prosecutors, making it much less likely that top athletes such as Barry Bonds, Jason Giambi and Marion Jones will be forced to testify about alleged drug use. Conte has been accused of distributing illegal drugs to more than 30 baseball, football and track and field stars.
Conte pleaded guilty to steroid distribution and money laundering. If U.S. District Judge Susan Illston accepts the deal, he'll spend four months in prison and four months under house arrest.
Time To Blog is one year old. I hope I have presented views you wouldn't find anywhere else on the World Wide Web. I will continue writing and ranting about things I have strong opinins on.
I have a prediction to make. By this time next year, I will capture a piece of the Wisconsin Lottery.
July 13, 2005
Makes me wonder if this isn't all an elaborate scheme to torture the general public. This pervert, a known child molester, is released on a $15,000 bond, and then skips town. So what is he going to do?
As long as we are all living in terror, financial slavery, and general chaos, we are unable to see the truth of what we are, and what this life is about. The Beast is clever.
Went the to grocery store and bought a ton of food. Cooking up a fat juicy steak right now. I haven't had one in some time. Having a bad neck day. Every one in a while, I wake up and there is a annoying, throbbing pain at the base of my neck. I'm not going to try and accomplish anything today that can't be done tomorrow. Will kick back, eat my steak, surf the Internet, and relax. Tomorrow, I can get back to the daily grind.
July 12, 2005
"Health is the soul that animates all the enjoyments of life, which fade and are tasteless without it."
(Seneca, Roman Philosopher and Dramatist 3 B.C. - 65 A.D.)
Being domestic today. Laundry is in, juiced up a big batch of carrot-cellery-peppers, tried to get my Compaq USB 2.0 storage device working, and didn't! Nothing ever turns out the way I want it to. I have to be satisfied with having things eventually turn out half assed. I will win a piece of the Wisconsin / Powerball Lottery, and I can look back at these days and laugh. I must remember that the most inportant thing you possess in life is Health. I do have that, but in order to maintain it, I have to keep woking at it.
July 11, 2005
I just got news that I might NOT get these routes now. This corporate bullshit gets so deep sometimes, it is a wonder more people don't walk into the office dressed in fatigues toting shotguns. I still can substitute. I did talk to this lady today, and she said there would be some work of that type in a few weeks, but let's face it, I can't live on that. I will wait only so much longer and then I have to take care of myself. I have to know what the hell is going down from week to week. I have to know if I am going to float financially, or get flushed down the toilet like a turd. One way or another, I won't tolerate being treated like one.
This is what I have to do today - laundry, dishes, mail bills, send checks to my bank to deposit, study the financial markets, work on my Dragon Dictate program, etc. What am I going to do? Probably most of this, despite that fact I am burned out, and feel like doing nothing. Life demands all your time, and then you get old and die. What a wondeful life! Seriously, I will do what I have to do. I am pissed about the recent turn of events concerning my employment with Capital News, but I will hope for the best. I am supposed to be getting a phone call tomorrow. Like I said, if things are still up in the air by this coming Friday, it might be back to the drawing board. I can't continue to go deeper into debt not having a living wage coming in.
On a lighter note, I like this story about Hunter S. Thompson. Few people know he had a PhD, and in his heyday, he was often referred to as "Dr. Hunter S. Thompson". I bet he had some great smoke. You can bet some kick ass grass will be passed around before they blast Hunter into the Great Beyond. One other thing, this bank I have been doing business with is history. They are nothing but a bunch of hillbillies in the sticks doing hillbilly businees. I need a bank that has one foot in the 21st century, so I went and opened up a new account. Since my credit cards company is not satisfied with my present level of debt, they sent me a check for $5000 at 4%. I tossed it in the pile. I plan on using that money to finance my "surf to cash" program. If I can make 33% on that money, or some of it in 12 days, why not? If this program doesn't go to hell, I will make over $5000 this next year utilizing a small portion of that money. Time to seize opportunity! Screw the risk. You don't get a head by playing it safe.
ASPEN, Colo. (AP) - Friends and family of gonzo journalist Hunter S. Thompson are preparing to pepper the sky with the late writer's ashes. His cremated remains will be shot into the air Aug. 20 from a cannon installed on a 150-foot-high tower behind his home in Woody Creek.
The 67-year-old Thompson, who had been in failing health, shot himself at his home on Feb. 20 after a long and flamboyant career.
Johnny Depp, a close friend of Thompson's, has hired a Beverly Hills, Calif., events planner to oversee the event, which will be closed to the public.
"Hunter meant a lot to me. He was another hero and someone that I got to know very well because I played him in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. We got very, very close." Depp said in a recent interview with AP Television News.
"He was a great pal, one of my best friends. We had talked a couple of times about his last wishes to be shot out of a cannon of his own design. ... All I'm doing is trying to make sure his last wish comes true. I just want to send my pal out the way he wants to go out".
Anita Thompson, the writer's widow, said a public commemoration of Thompson will be held later.
July 10, 2005
I can finally take a breather. I typed 8 hours today to finnish my Ad World Online ads. It was worth it though. I made a ton of money this week. Well, a ton to me. For not having a job, $800 is a lot of money. I am really exhausted though. I am sucking down a cold beer, and it is going straight to my head. I wanted to go out last night, and decided to lay down and take a short nap. I woke up at 5AM. I went back to sleep till 8Am, got up out of bed, and started typing. I hope this meeting goes well tomorrow morning with my new boss. He is a good guy. Doesn't say squat to anyone. He just does his job and lets others do theirs. Like I said, this is the kind of job I have been loooking for.
July 9, 2005
Daredevil skateboarder Danny Way
I love this idea ... clearing the Great wall of China on a skateboard. The picture here was his first attempt I believe. In the article I read, it says he didn't make the landing. But he did clear the Wall successfully three times after that. He even added a 360 degree spinning turn. Very nice.
I haven't written anything for a week. I have been working non stop! I had to. The bills are pilling up being out of a real job. I helped a friend move all his stuff into a new apartment. That took 18.5 hours. I went out and did a delivery for Capital News. I delivered this puplication called "The Onion". It is a far left University magazine that lampoons whom ever they feel like sticking it to. People love it, or they hate it. Most people love it. I also delivered this apartment magazine called "Town and Country News". It has listings for high scale homes and apartments. I typed all the advertisement for "Nursing Matters", and I still have to type in my ads for "Ad World Online". All in all, I made enough money to pay my bills for July in the past week. I'm really beat though.
I have good news! Capital Times was impressed with my abilitiy to deliver these publications to all the spots they were to go, and they gave me a job. I will be doing this delivery gig full time. I am very happy. This was the reason I haven't gone out and really pursued getting a real job. I did think about getting my commercial driver's license, and would have gone with it, but the money wasn't there. There was a slight chance I was going to get my foot in the door at Capital News, and it came through.
As long as I do my job, no one is going to say a word to me. I am my own boss. I can live with that. Now I have a foundation to build on. Once I know what I will be doing, what days I will be doing it, and what times I will be working, I can plan on putting a small physical fitness/karate program together in my spare time. Because I haven't been working much, the credit card debt has pilled up again. I care, but then again, I don't. I have to live. All I want to do is pay it off before I retire. I don't want any credit card debt when I start collecting from Uncle Sam - if the bastard hasn't spent it all on crap. Things never turn out the way you hope, or seldomly. But if you hang in there long enough, and keep working and dreaming, something close to what you are dreaming about can happen. This has to be my last job!
July 3, 2005
Well, that didn't take long.
On June 29, 2005 I made a statement that if we don't start killing these sex crazed wierdos, we are going to see more horrific crimes. They aren't going to stop people. As we celebrate the freedoms we have in this country during the 4th of July Holiday, remmeber that if we don't protect them they will be taken away from us. I am not against the war in Iraq. I am against the way it is being spooned out to us by the White House. I'm a big boy. You can tell me this is about long tern economic security. I am all for preserving the the status-quo. Don't give me this song and dance about bringing democracy to the Middle East. They don't give a rat's ass about democracy. Don't shove it down there throats. We have to keep in mind the fruit cakes running wild in our own backyard. Even if they are known to have committed crimes, and the authorities are looking for them, they don't care. It isn't going to stop them from butchering women and children. This latest piece of crap has been molesting children for 25 years! Do the poor bastard a favor. Cut his nuts off, or put a bullet into the back of this wasted life's head. What is going to take to realize people like this can not be "rehabilitated"?
COEUR D'ALENE, Idaho - The registered sex offender accused of kidnapping an 8-year-old girl from an Idaho home where her family members were bludgeoned to death had been released on bail just a month before the girl disappeared.
Duncan, 42, was charged with kidnapping and being held without bond. Wolfinger said more charges were possible; Duncan's first court appearance was not expected until after the holiday weekend.
Duncan had been charged in March with molesting a 6-year-old boy at a middle-school playground in Minnesota. He was released on bail in April and failed to check in with a probation agent.
Police in Fargo had been looking for him since May.
Duncan spent more than a decade in prison for sexually assaulting a boy at gunpoint in 1980, when he was 16, and had a Web site that called for lighter sentencing of sex offenders, officials said.