I’ve nothing to write about

July 4, 2007

  well, i was going to write, but it just isn’t there.  Big surprise.   My mind is on the coming bar-b-q, drinkathon, fireworks extravaganza, and keeps being invaded by random dumbness.  I have maybe 20 good ideas a day on what to write about, but I only have them when I’m not in the vicinity of anything to write with.  If a tool for communication is present i have all the creative ability of an oyster.  Which is I why I keep dropping all these pearls on the three of you.

    Does Great Britain get pissy and plot revenge on the fourth of July?

    Do liberal females support islamic radicals because Burkha’s look so comfortable?

    I know its not commonly known, but freedom of speech goes hand in hand with the freedom to STFU.

    Do personal attacks bother you?  When someone attacks my person I generally go clip my toenails. 

    Have you ever been in a bar, half drunk and thought “there is no one in this whole place that I’m going to sleep with tonight?”  

    me neither

    when your phone rings do you find yourself sneaking up on it hoping the call isn’t from you know who?

    when you get in your car do you feel sexier, or does that just happen to bald fat middleaged men driving vettes?

    How mad would you be if you found out that vegetables being healthy was just a government disinformation    campaign designed to help out farmers?

    Have you ever been talking to someone, and out of the blue you think “i’ve finally found my soulmate?

    Have you ever been right?   again, me either

     If it wasn’t for my children I would likely be rich, incredibly adventurous, and very unhappy.

     there are exactly 7,436,519 reasons why men and women should not live in the same house.  Yet they still persist in this insanity.

     they keep making gadgets that will make my life easier.  All I want is something that will bend over for me.  that I could use.  Nope, its not a feature on the Iphone so I will never own one.

     If being poor isn’t fun why are so many people poor?

     to my liberal fan base:  If George Bush is so stupid, how did he beat Al Gore and John Kerry?  I mean, if they’re the best and the brightest the liberals have to offer, how did a dumbie get the job meant for them?

      If you ever have a few minutes to kill, and your ignorant about what the fight against islamic fundamentalism is all about…type the words “sharia law” in your browser window.  No, don’t bother.  you’re funner when you don’t know what the hell you are talking about.

      I have ribs marinating, rum and tequila cooling, and my neighbors expecting our attendance at the usual 4th of july get together.  

    Thank god i have rum and tequila cooling.  Inebriation is the only thing that makes neighbors tolerable.

     My son just woke up.  Had I ever slept past noon my father would have…well…it’s why I call him father, and not dad.

    Happy fourth of july.  May the freedom we cherish be recognized as something others fought and died for. 




2.5 months

July 4, 2007

   One of the contractors at work is a quiet young man.  He’s probably 25 or so, I didn’t ask.  I’ve never seen him speak to anyone.  today I was working across this channel between two of the baghouses, about 70 feet up.  He stopped to let me finish what I was doing, so he could get by.  I finished and stepped off to the side, but he didn’t continue on.  I said howdy, because I’m so nice, and he just started spilling his guts.

    His daughter is 2 and a half months old.  Her eyeballs are bright yellow, she has had an intestinal transplant or removal, i’m not sure which.  It all fell out in a rush.  She’s on  dialysis, and her liver has basically failed.  He’s not a doctor, so the descriptions weren’t real clear.  Then he shook me to my boots.  He asked me to pray for her.

I don’t really do that.

I didn’t tell him that.

Tonight sophie marie shall have another interceder, because even if I don’t do that, she needs it

I know so many people complaining of such minor things.  This guy stoically deals with this incredible trauma.  I can’t imagine why hetalked to me.  i didn’t see him talk to anyone else.  Maybe he did.

I’ve never had faith.  I’ve seen to much shit like this to believe in a god of mercy and love.

can’t hurt to try though  I’ve been wrong before