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May 30, 2006

Iraq is considered the most dangerous country in the world for journalists.
Nearly 100 journalists have been killed in the country since the start of the 2003 US-led invasion.

To all the veterans, I hope you had a wonderful Memorial Day with your loved ones. You deserve our respect and gratitude.


May 29, 2006

Man throws sons off hotel balcony.

A father threw his two children from a 15th floor balcony before jumping to his own death, police have said.
The boys and their father died when they landed on a rooftop

The killings took place at the Loews Hotel in the famous art-deco district of Miami's South Beach. Mrs van Dyk told police that the couple were having marital problems, but were marking their 10th wedding anniversary.

What is it? Do people wake up one morning and say to themselves, "I think I will flush my life down the toilet."
How can killing your family fit into the equation? Just to get back at someone? It's a shame police weren't at the scene and shot this poor bastard before he took his son's lives. I just don't get it. What is this sick need to destroy people?

Congradulations to Barry Bonds.
On Sunday May 28, 2006 Bonds hit a 90 mph fastball from Byung-Hyun Kim to put him ahead of Babe Ruth on the all-time home run list. 715 homeruns is a milestone that deserves respect. I don't care if he took steriods. Steroids don't give you the ability to hit fastballs. If you couldn't hit them before you took steroids, you won't be hitting after taking them.


May 28, 2006




It is a sunny and warm day, and I'm off to the Brat Fest.
I had a good time last year, so I think I'll go hang out this afternoon.
Click on the Brat Banner for all the brat statistics.
I don't know if the record for most brats consumed will be broken,
but I will contribute to that end.

Just got back from The Brat Festival. It isn't as musical this year. Last year there were several bands playing blues, rock, and country. This year they seemed to have more tents set up for the vendors. Maybe the bands played Friday and Saturday. I forgot to bring my camera! I have to start carrying it with me. Never know where that next great shot will come from. Got my picture taken in front of the World's Largest Grill. I'll post it when I get my copy sent to my e-mail address. I look better this year than last. Last Year's Picture. Even though I haven't been exercising (like I know I need to be), I look more muscular. I have to trim my gut down some. Some winter fat has found a temporary home around my middle. Sorry fat, you can't stay. I am going to buy a hooded sweat shirt and a pair of sweat pants. I hate to jog, but that is the best way I know to burn fat. Running will burn fat off of your entire frame, no matter where it is hiding. I might go to the Festival tomorrow and take some pictures. How many opportunties to you get to take a great picture of the Oscar Mayer Weiner Mobile?

World's Largest Brat Fest 2006
 JP Stonne
Brats Consumed - 3
 Hot Dogs Consumed - 0
 Bottles of Pepsi - 1


May 25, 2006

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When ever I think I haven't got my act together, I can always find someone who is in worse psychological condition. How low can your self-esteem be? And I am sure there are people waiting in line (I made a joke) to abuse this poor slob. He lives in Las Vegas. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas? There is more to do than watch the volcano errupt in front of the Mirage Hotel and Casino, or watch the pirate show in front of the Treasure Island. You can gang rape people who have been beaten so low they are less than human. What does that make those individuals who would participate in something like this? I think the answer is average. This is what it is all about these days. Kick people when they are down, and destroying lives. The moral decay this country has sunk to is staggering. We had so much potential. What happened?




May 22, 2006

I'm pretty much at a loss for words to express my deep gratitude.
I hope I wasn't too much of a pain in the arse - after all, it was my head that was fixed."
In a statement, Richards thanked "the doctors and the beautiful ladies
who make painful nights less painful and shorter... many thanks, Kiwis."

Richards, 62, is thought to have fallen out of a tree while on holiday in Fiji.
The guitarist will remain as an outpatient at the hospital in Auckland, returning for regular check-ups.
His publicist in New York earlier denied press reports that Richards had had a second brain operation.
"There's a lot of cockamamie stories that just aren't true. He's fine," said Fran Curtis.

I saw the Rolling Stones play Milwuakee County Stadium in 1976 for what was then called the Steel Wheels Tour. I think I mentioned this once before. The Rolling Stones are not a live performing style band. They had $1 million dollars worth of sound equipment set up, and they sounded like shite. Shaka Khan stepped up to the microphone and sang backup on "Shout Away." She sounded fantastic. She was hot too. Billy Preston tickled the ivories and sang also. He was great. Everytime I read about Richards going in for a second brain operation I can't help thinking to myself the Doctor's just were not able to locate the brain first time around, and had to do extensive tests to confirm it's exact location.


May 21, 2006

I have to put this debt I owe out of my mind. I will pay it all off eventually. And if it ever gets to the point that I am not able to pay it, I will face that situation. Chase wants to lend me more money. Because of my credit rating, the intrest rate is 3.99%. That is a great rate. The money will get me get through these next months of slow employment, and it will provide venture capital. Tomorrow is Monday. I have no pressing commitments other than turning my life around. I have decided to light a fire under my sorry ass. I don't care what people think of me. I don't want approval. My self respect isn't up to par. No one can repair the damage but me. I am giving myself 3 months to get back into fighting shape. I have to relearn all the forms from 10th gup to 1st Dan. I will learn all the forms through Master. I will teach myself the ground fighting skills of Hapkido. I will teach myself principals of Yoga, Taichi, Chin Na, and Hsing Yi Chuan. I am able to teach myself principals of Shaolin White Crane. I have the rest of 2006 to put the wheels in motion. I have time. I have the rest of my life. I have to use the energy of time and create my program. No more crying. Time to grow up and take some responsibility. I stay home and I train. This is a full time job. I train, I meditate, I write and little else. I put together my program. I get a grant. I build my organization. I started training in Tangsoodo at age 40. At age 50, I start creating the future.

I have to stop focusing on my problems, and put energy into this positive adventure. I want to get back to observing life's ridiculous nature again. I want to write about things of more importance than my personal short comings. Time To Blog! is a great place to discover things and information that you might not find any where else. I want this Blog to get back to it's roots. Enough of my problems.


The hottest fires in hell are reserved for those
who remain neutral in times of moral crisis.
-- Edmund Burke

May 20, 2006

Stoughton is having their annual Syttende Mai Celebration this weekend. The parade just went down Main Street. Vendors have stands up. Everything is expensive, but it's for a good cause. I spent $15 on brats and soft drinks. I also spend $5 on a button that gets me into the many craft displays around town. I walked down the street to Wells Fargo Bank. There is a rosemalers exhibit. I like the art work. The weather is nice, so it turned out to be a decent day.

I've decided to get back to working on creating a life for myself. I wake up each day wondering if living is worth caring about. Sad, but that's how I feel. I don't know what is wrong with me physically. I don't think it is possible to turn the hands back and magically feel like I did 20 years ago. If I work hard at staying fit, I can slow down what ever it is that is killing me. I've given up on Doctor's. They don't want anything to do with me. They pass me along like I was a bad penny. They don't even want to look at me if I tell them I don't have insurance. You go see them and they want to test you for eveything but what is ailing you. By the time you pay for all the tests, you don't have any money left. It's a waste of time. I've said this before, "Physician Heal Thyself." I've been reluctant to commit to anything because if I'm going to freeze myself this winter, why start something I'm not going to finnish? The thought of being a paralyzed vegetable living in a state provided nursing home is a fate worse than making my peace with the universe, and falling asleep in a snow drift. Is that wrong? I really can't make a true assessment of my condition till I see if I can get better through rigorous training. I owe myself that.

I am running out of time. This year is going by so quickly, it will be December before I know it. I don't want to die yet. Who really does? I don't have a death wish. I'm looking at facts. And the facts tell me I'm going to lay and rot in a some rat hole. I won't let that happen. That's all I'm saying. If it is within my power, I intend to die with dignity.


May 18, 2006

I have decided not to get involved with a numer of business enterprises. I looked in to Forex. It's plausible, but the learning curve is steep, and the risk is great. I just haven't got the financial resources to give it an honest go. I also looked into BetOnMarkets. It's an interesting twist on capitalizing on Forex, and the world stock exchanges, but the odds are stacked against you. I think it is possible to make a go at it, but I'm not inclined to do so at this time.

I've decided to give Poker a shot. I think it is possible to grind out a profit of some sort, and Poker is extremely popular right now. There are tournaments to enter, large prizes to be won, and there is always action. I did some research, and Paradise Poker looks like the best place to start. They are a premier site and highly rated. The Neteller payment processor they use appears to be professional. I have $300 pending transfer from my checking account to my Neteller account. I have Paradise Poker all set up on my computer. I have a fantastic 7 card stud tutorial to study. I feel confident that I can create something with these tools.

The Lottery isn't going to save my sorry ass. I can't win. Poker in itself isn't going to save my ass either. The happiness I seek has to come from within. I haven't been utilizing my time like I should be. I'm not feeling energetic. I'm not feeling up beat about the future. To be honest, I have one foot in the grave right now, and the other isn't far behind. I'm not in a good place spiritually. This is my own creation. I know better.

I won't let this continue. I see a better way to deal with this, and it is my responsibility to follow it through. I will succeed. I found a suberp link on Yahoo that is covering news concerning Gary Glitter. If you want to keep tabs on the fallen rock star, you have to book mark this link.


May 11, 2006




In the true spirit of bringing you information you might not stumble accross yourself, I present Antoll MA. I'm open minded. Yes, I am an opinionated SOB, but I am open minded. I research, I ponder, and I come to a personal conclusion concerning what I think is the truth. I won't comment on this website, or it's content. You have to read this yourself.

It is a cold, rainy, overcast day here. I haven't accomplished anything today. My loss.


May 9, 2006

"All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers."
Orison Swett Marden

David Blaine was unable to complete his underwater stunt last night. In the spirit of Houdini, he attempted to free himself from chains and handcuffs while attempting to break the world record for holding his breath, currently at 8:58 seconds. If he had just concentrated on holding his breath at the end of the seven day stay in the tank, I think he could have done it. He managed to hold his breath for 7:05 seconds. The escape portion was just too much physical stress.

Comments on the stunt coming out of the UK are negative. I gathered a few HERE . Read them if you like. I added my own opinion to the mix. I for one found the entire stunt a marvel in the making. The world needed a diversion from the war, the hate, and the idiots. Thank you David Blaine.


May 8, 2006

I am looking forward to watching the two hour ABC Special tonight. As a young boy, I was facinated with Houdini. He was an idol. Blaine had the guts to follow in his footsteps, and to do the training neccessary to become an equal. I sat around and picked my ass.

Took care of business today and finnished my data entry work. Will keep on it from here on out. It has been a disaster since they switched systems. These technical people are idiots. That's what happens when you think you are superior; you become stupid. They pulled a boner last week and deleted the entire data bank. When asked how it happened, they came up with some ridiculous excuse that didn't even come close to making any sense. Screw them. As long as I am still making a little money, it is better than nothing. I am feeling good about my future plans. Time to get on with it. Plans are good if you act on them. Today is a kick back day. The alarm rings early tomorrow. Working 16 hours a day will be good for me. That is what it is going to take to reverse the damage I have done.


May 7, 2006

The dream is over. It didn't fizzle slowly and die on the vine. It happened with a swift, brutal asault on the one thing that kept it all a float. Stormysurf has ceased to exist. Their egold account was hacked, and cleaned out. The few surfs I was dealing with are a waste of time. The big money potential was with Stormysurf.

My position with Rack Express is tenuous. Without The Badger Herald/Daily Cardinal route, I can't meet my financial responsibilities. The campus route won't begin again till September. I was hoping to enjoy this time off, work Stormysurf, and pay off some debt. It isn't going to happen this way.

Time to embark on another path. I know what I have to do.

I will finnish my data entry work today. Tomorrow, the long painful journey begins. I'm looking forward to the challenge. I let myself sink this low, and I have to bear the responsibility of rising back to where I belong. Having thoughts about this winter. Hate to consider that option, but it isn't a shock. I saw this coming. I just never realized how fast it would materialize. If I sit around any longer doing nothing, this is the fate I am creating. It's time to create a circle of friends, and create a program I can find peace with. I am not at peace, and I hold my self to blame. I know better.

My name has been added to candidates for "Dumbass of The Year." I won some money at The Gold Casino, and gave it back, plus some. I like to gamble. I freely admit it. At this point, I really have nothing to lose. I have my hard assets intact. My egold money has always been ear marked as venture capital. I am going to look into playing some online poker. I think it is possible to make something doing it. And they have big tournaments with big money prizes. I'd rather invest $300 in that form of gambling rather than try to beat the casino at the tables. These Vegas style online casinos give you little chance to accumulate profit. I won't be "chasing the tail fo the dragon" there any more. I've had enough. I'll wait and see if they "comp" me. If they do, I'll take a shot. I will not be depositing egold funds into their glorified carnival again.







May 5, 2006

Blaine a fool in a bubble
Toronto Star
Friday May 5, 2006.

The stunt: Blaine spends seven days in this 2,000-gallon tank.
But the risk of skin, bone and muscle damage pales in comparison to the danger come Monday night.
That's when he'll be disconnected from his breathing tube and entangled in 150 kilograms of chains.

While attempting to escape (i.e. not drown alive), Blaine is also hoping to hold his breath for longer than 8 minutes and 58 seconds.
If successful, we're told, this will give him the world record.

If not, he's a shoo-in for Dumbass of the Year.
As he told gawking onlookers before easing into the bubble, failure means
"I will drown and you all will see something pretty insane."

Obviously, The Toronto Star has failed to grasp what Blaine is trying to accomplish.
He is pushing the envelope of human endurance.
He is walking in the footsteps of Houdini, the greatest magician/showman that ever lived.

People's egos are crammed so deeply, and tightly into their bung holes they can't even begin to appreciate the skill and courage of other people. All they are capable of doing is sitting on the side lines and talking trash.
Add Toronto Star to the list of Dumbass of the Year.

HONG KONG, May 5 (Xinhua) -- More than 5,500 monks, nuns, Buddhists disciples and officials gathered here Friday morning in front of the landmark building of the Conference and Exposition Center to celebrate the Buddha's Birthday , which falls on May 5 this year. A grand Buddhist service and ceremony was held to commemorate the birth of Sakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism, as monks and nuns crossed their palms and chanted Buddhist scripture.



May 2, 2006

I had mentioned in Time To Blog that John Daly had a fondness for the $500 slot machines. This information came my way from a slot junkie playing $25 Video Poker machines. He told me he watched John Daly spend all his tournament winnings in a Beloxi Casino playing $500 slots. This man said that John was up over $250,000 at one point. He gave it all back, and his paycheck. I believe he has lost millions.

I'm glad he has come out into the open about his slot addiction, and I hope he has lost enough money to realize he isn't going to win it back. A co-worker just returned from a vacation in Vegas last week. She didn't like it. The machines are tight. Desperate people are hitting on anyone, and everyone trying to get something from them. It isn't the fun loving city of easy money. These corporate fatcat bastards are out to steal every last dime that rolls into the place. I am glad I got the hell out when I did. I should have left a long time ago, with money in my pocket. I didn't, and that's my fault. I had good times there, I won't say I didn't. But during the last couple years, I saw a city in spiritual decay. The more they build, the more suffering they create. If there is a hell, it is Las Vegas. Here is the story from the BBC:

Daly said he lost nearly £900,000, mostly on slot machines in October Former Open champion John Daly believes he has lost as much as £33m in the last 12 years through heavy gambling. Daly, 40, reveals in his autobiography he fears the problem could destroy him. The 1995 Open winner was defeated in a play-off against Tiger Woods in San Francisco and says he drove to Las Vegas and lost almost £900,000, mostly on slot machines - half of that in just 30 minutes.

"If I don't get control of my gambling, it's going to flat-out ruin me," states Daly, who has been married three times and battled alcohol addiction as well.


May 1, 2006

Chalk one up for America's most successful gold digger Anna Nichole Smith. I'll give her this much, she is persistent. I hate to see her get a dime out of this because we all know she married this old codger who had one foot in the grave just to get his money. But that's capitalism for you. You see opportunities, and you seize them. If we are going to enjoy it's fruits, we have tolerate the injustices.

The US Supreme Court has cleared the way for ex-Playboy model Anna Nicole Smith to stake her claim to millions of dollars in her late husband's will. The latest ruling means the legal battle between Ms Smith and Mr Marshall's son, E Pierce Marshall, will not end any time soon. Ms Smith claimed that her husband promised her half of his estate. The son said the more than $6m (£3.26m) in gifts she received in 1994 was all his father wanted her to get.

In Texas, a state probate court ruled that E Pierce Marshall was entitled to his father's estate. But in California, a federal bankruptcy judge ruled for Ms Smith and awarded her $474m. A federal district court judge then cut her award to $88m.

The appeals court subsequently ruled she was entitled to nothing because federal courts lack jurisdiction in probate disputes. This ruling has now been overturned.

Here I sit wondering where my next paycheck is going to come from, and this bimbo with her brains hanging on her chest is sitting on her moneymaker collecting multi-millions. Life isn't fair.