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Does it get better?


So, today started out with ice, then the joyful discovery that I had a flat. After Nationwide roadside came out and aired me up… Went and got a used tire, then home for argument with wife.

Next, my driver called and he will be out for a while (or longer) due to heart problems. Hopefully one of the new people we have in the pipeline will work out.

In WWI, the thing we do twice a year is still holding me, when I’m usually two months into Roman work. It seems the drama has died, but in a hobby with huge passions…

In the Roman world, we seem to be moving forward, with recruits, an immersion event before Military Through the Ages (MTA) which is In March at Jamestown Settlement. I haven’t Ben since 1999, the unit went last year (I was stuck working). Sadly, the unit we went with got banned and we were in trouble for a few things. Our centurio did a lot of liasing with them and got us invited back. We have work to do!

Anyway, just a lot to do and not enough time or money for everything.

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Health Care and some problems


I just read an article on yahoo about Doctors going Bankrupt… It’s craxy, but it’s happening because of our Effed up health care system and our truly HORRIBLE legal system; we need Tort Reform NOW!!! Anyway, here below was my ranting answer about this and I feel it’s true still:

Blame EVERYONE wanting a free ride. Blame ambulance-chaser scumbags who file frivolous lawsuits. Blame scammers. However, it’s back to blaming everyone for greed.

There’s no reason we couldn’t have a good health system. Something “like” the UK, Germany, Canada, France or Switzerland have. Yes, I know, say the doubters… it’s baaaad, but what we have is worse. And the joke called “Obamacare” well sorry, but that is INFINITELY worse.Have an answer? I’m waiting. We don’t need perfect, we just need something that works and won’t really screw us — sorry dumb politician scumbags, but telling me I HAVE to buy insurance is a dumb, A$$HOLE thing for you people to do. If I could afford health insurance now, don’t you idiots think I would? Really Barry? Really???

And no right wing, know-it-all nods and crap, about how I don’t know. SOME kind of socialized medicine might be good, but guess what? It needs to be made to work, not by corrupt scumbags in Congress… nor a bloated bureaucracy that is rife w/ corruption. Last, we need to PUNISH cheaters and thieves… how? Oh, for starters, flogging would be a good way to bring down the number of cheats, thieves and scammers. That and fining them to within an inch of their life. Oh, wait, better, why not sell them into indentured SERVITUDE for a set number of years. LOL, THAT WOULD work too. But you all lack the fortitude to make this happen. You think you are entitled, right?!


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Things are movin’ along!


“What’s dat mean?” you’re askin’… Well, it means things are going well w/the house and perhaps we’ll close on time. I am excited by this; my first home (and at my advanced age). It’s cool, nice lot, nice people in development. I look forward to leaving where we’re at now — and I detest our neighbors… Latest news w/ the Ignorati (or “the SHITHEADS, as we call them): Now that they called the dog warden on ME, these idiots have been been emboldened to call on all the big dogs on the block. Eff it, soon I shall not see them again 🙂 they’re from philly and live for the drama and to try and impress everyone. Really. Philthadelphia is TRULY one of the scum-centers of the known universe! There are some cool people there, but most are just not. And the neighbor thinks he’s Rocky Balboa or something, sitting out there giving everyone “the glare,” like we’re all supposed to quail in fear… I really try to ignore them completely — I have wasted WAY too much of my life dealing w/ them.

Anyway, we’re pretty excited about the new place. The builders do really nice work and the details… Man! Neato stuff! Just the little stuff that most builders ignore — these guy’s went the mile to do it RIGHT! 🙂

Closer to work, nice corner lot… Nice area, view of the mountains on both sides (we’d call the “hills” back home in Cali). One of my Kameraden from work, his lady is GIVING me a hot tub/spa 🙂 woohoo!! That shall sure help out w/the back after a long day in ye olde truck.

After the move, it will be WWI full speed ahead! My unit’s building a bunker out of an old water tank… When all set, w/ bunks framed, we’re going to line it w/brick fascia to make it look like an old tunnel. November is ALWAYS the best event at WWI… Airplanes, bigger turnout, good event! We’re going to have a gots unit turnout too! Last, I am running for president of the GWA (Great War Association), not because I believe it will be “fun,” but because I have been a member since 1990 and I love it and wish to give back! You can visit the GWA @ . Hope you will!

Right now, I’m sitting outside Kohl’s waiting for the wife, then to Wally World, Giant and home. Pay days are always thus. She doesn’t drive anymore, so I am’s be de chauffer. 😮 “Now where’s we go mistus?”

Anyway, NOW we’re at Wally World and Pacha and I are watching the show. Tonight, it’s not the normal show of mutants, but instead, more the ghetto crowd w/ thumpy rap music, actually not even that, as some rap IS good — this aib’t. The crap I was hearing sounded a lot like “oooot-oooot, oooota oooot…” Really. And a speakin’ in de ebonics. Totally stereotypical! 😮 just like the mayor of Philthadelphia was going on about last week and Bill Cosby a couple years back. Do it to yourselves. Here’s another thumpy stereo… All buzzy and loud. Is this cool? Sure I’m old, but I have heard some eminem I liked. Everlast has some good stuff. I have heard black rap I thought good (I am NOT calling it “hip-hop — it’s all the same to me.)… However the shit I am hearing here in this parking lot tonight is a joke. Fullfill the stereotypes dumbasses. Anyway, tonite it’s be ghetto night — many other nights, this Wally World will showcase some of the finest examples of red neck, Billy-Bob, hillbilly inbrededness that one will ever see, every bit as amusing as tonight’s fine performance of “Ghetto Folk on Parade.” Hey, and there went the obligatory pickup of young, white girls (w/ gay friend in tow) jammin’ through the lot to more loud rap music — this morse dance-sounding than the angry stuu you usually hear. Wow, I am in prime form tonight! We be won’t discuss our friends, w/ fake green cards.

I need to stop — I am sure some chunderhead will be calling me a racist or some such crap — I am an equal-opportunity maker of fun… All creeds and all colours have ignorant dumbasses rhat we can laugh at. :-p

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But they say we’re wrong…

Mr Obama - whose father was Kenyan - being dressed as a tribal elder during an official visit to a Muslim area of the country in 2006.

Mr Obama - whose father was Kenyan - being dressed as a tribal elder during an official visit to a Muslim area of the country in 2006.

So, ya know how ya always hear Barry O. our benighted President is NOT a Moosleem, well, I asks ya, why do things just keep popping up to kind knock that idea over? I mean he attended a Muslim school in his formative years, a time when he was known as “Barry Sotero.” Oh no, says his camp and the liberales, he’s a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N… oh I see. And he attends the church of a radical, Rev. Jeremiah Wright, a radical black preacher who spews hate and an anti-American message and has said some of the following:

“I heard Ambassador Peck on an interview yesterday. Did anybody else see him or hear him? He was on Fox News. This is a white man, and he was upsetting the Fox News commentators to no end. He pointed out — did you see him, John? — a white man, he pointed out, ambassador, that what Malcolm X said when he got silenced by Elijah Muhammad was in fact true — America’s chickens are coming home to roost.”

Or this fine thought:

“We bombed Hiroshima, we bombed Nagasaki, and we nuked far more than the thousands in New York and the Pentagon, and we never batted an eye… and now we are indignant, because the stuff we have done overseas is now brought back into our own front yards. America’s chickens are coming home to roost.”

Or this gem:

“[The United States] government lied about their belief that all men were created equal. The truth is they believed that all white men were created equal. The truth is they did not even believe that white women were created equal, in creation nor civilization. The government had to pass an amendment to the Constitution to get white women the vote. Then the government had to pass an equal rights amendment to get equal protection under the law for women. The government still thinks a woman has no rights over her own body, and between Uncle Clarence who sexually harassed Anita Hill, and a closeted Klan court, that is a throwback to the 19th century, handpicked by Daddy Bush, Ronald Reagan, Gerald Ford, between Clarence and that stacked court, they are about to undo Roe vs. Wade, just like they are about to un-do affirmative action. The government lied in its founding documents and the government is still lying today. Governments lie.”

So, it seems Barry continued on in believing in radicals. But of course, he’s not a Moosleem, nor is he against America. Why he would never bow to a foreign head of state, nor wear his native Moosleem garments now, would he? He wouldn’t go against the wishes of 9-11 survivors in supporting a Mosque near Ground Zero–and yes, I know it’s not AT Ground Zero–New York City is a weird place, still….

Anyway, I kind of find the photo here to be amusing. Sure, Barry’s back home with the Fam and dressing like that. Joy. All for it. However Barry, why not come clean about yourself? About your motives and beliefs? About your dislike of the British and America’s freedoms and way of life.

Let’s see how many of my FB friends will take offense and call me a racist or a bigot, when in fact, what I am is against someone who is seemingly against America. I don’t hate ANYONE because of skin color or race. I don’t like people who are against my country. I don’t like those who would hurt it. I am against those who are against us.


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What America REALLY needs!


I have thought this for a long while—a politician we can trust. One who has honor, is honest and you KNOW will do the right thing. Certainly, I trust him more than the current idiot. And no, I don’t mean the ACTOR who PLAYED Jed Bartlet, Martin Sheen, he’s a neo-Bolshevik leftist. Isn’t it sad that the best I can think of isn’t real 🙁


We have really no one I can get behind for President. NONE of the left! On the right, who? I don’t know. Gingrich would be intriguing. Huckabee? Maybe… I just don’t know. Not Glen Beck. Not because he’s too right wing, I just don’t see him as “presidential. Rush? Nope,  not electable and he knows it. Who? Sarah Palin… I like her, but I dunno, I think she has too much baggage. McCain? Fuck no! Who? NO BUSHES! Sorry Jeb, two’s enough for me. That idiot Bloomberg, oh HELL NO! Bloomberg is an anti-gun liberal piece of crap! I’d vote for Barry O. before I’d vote for him to be president of this nation. Oh well, we got time. First thing first is to boot Dingy Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi the “queen of transparency.”


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A great party!


Today, I went over to a BBQ/Party put on by John Flannery for members of his pub’s Beer Club. It was great w/ two live bands and a great feast. Every year they cook a whole pig and along w/ some great fixin’s, there is a LOT of free beer! Membership has its advantages! 🙂 By the time I got there, Kent was a little bit fired up, but as he’s been helping to set up for the last two days, I can see it.

A fun time

This is the second time I’ve went to this and I have to say, both times were excellent!! I tried to get Wendy to go, but she doesn’t like parties 🙁

Stuff to see

Well for Kent, it was the Lesbian girls. One was kind of friendly and smiled like a normal human… the other, when I happened to say something friendly (really!) about Kent going and getting the TP, shot me a look like she would have liked to have hammered a 16 penny nail right through my testicles and stomped off w/ her nose in the air :-0 DAMN! I didn’t even have time to say anything. I guess she thinks all guys just wish to procreate w/ her. Sad news sister… A: I’m married. and B: You ain’t my type–I wouldn’t have had sex w/ her even if I could have used Kent’s dick with Chris Hawk pushing. Yes. I am telling the truth. Kent can fantasize about Lesbianism, I guess–a poisonous attitude has never turned me on…

Beer Aggression!

Beer Aggression!

There were many woman there and for a single guy, it could have been awful fun. I’m married–I can look though.

Other Stuffs

The Bands were great and if I had taken any cash, I would have bought a CD or two. Cd’s don’t always come out as good as live, but I’d be willing to take a chance there. Ya know, it is good to get out–I’ve been working too much and stressing WAY too much over shit. Work is something you do to live, not something you live to do.

Here’s some more pix. Sorry for their quality, they were shot w/ my phones (yes, plural) Mine is a blackberry Storm  and the work phone is an Apple iPhone 2g. Both work good. The Apple though, doesn’t send pix w/ text messages, but is easy to shoot with. The Blackberry takes better pix. 🙂

Koonta and Nan... look, he CAN be happy!

Bright lights, leave me alone.

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Oh Happy Day, Oh Happy Day!


Finally, I am going to have a day or two off! Due to us being way short-handed, I’ve been working a lot. Cwazy! 😮 Anyway, I look forward to the time and next week’s (12-20 Sept) vacation!!!! Woohoo! Tomorrow, I am going to John Flannery’s Beer Club BBQ/Party! Yaaaay, I’ve been looking forward to this all summer–the ONE party I get to go to. Beer, roast pig, peoples (not co-workers or reenactors)… alas, not my wife who isn’t into this. C’est La Vie!

Something I’m Reading

I am reading The Cowboy Way: Seasons of a Montana Ranch by David McCumber and wanted to share it…

Look, I’ve read this book before. Hell they say it’s out of print, but you can easily get it off of and by following the link of this blog.

My copy is kinda tattered… partly because I found it in a stack at our dump in Cali… (“Ooooh, icky, he picked it up at the DUMP… yeah, idiot, I did. That dump was cool in that people put decent stuff off to the side, kind of like recycling. I got some cool shit at the Foresthill Divide dump). Anyway, it’s also raggedy (and mostly) because I’ve read it 3-4 times now. This book is REALLY, REALLY good. What can I say, I’m usually not into this kind of thing, but it is just a damned good read. Here is what Publishers Weekly has to say about it (you didn’t expect ME to write a frigging book report did you??):

Newly divorced, having left his job as assistant managing editor of the San Francisco Examiner, David McCumber (Playing Off the Rail) set out to see what life as a cowboy was like. The guest was part of what he calls “a rather thoroughgoing midlife metamorphosis.” It is telling that he chooses the word “metamorphosis” rather than “crisis,” for McCumber eagerly embraces his new life and spends hardly any energy mourning his old one. He soon found out that the cowboys of a real working ranch are not the stuff of popular culture. For starters, they rarely use horses (they often use what McCumber calls “Japanese quarter horses,” a nickname for four-wheel all-terrain vehicles). Death is a constant threat to the herd and to the area’s wild animals. Because of that, perhaps, McCumber and the other men of the ranch have a genuine respect for animals. But it’s a tough respect, one that inspires McCumber to slit the throat of a doe who has cut an artery on a barbed-wire fence. What McCumber reveals of himself, he does so indirectly, through his descriptions of life on the Birch Creek Ranch, where the seasons are marked by the extremes of weather and the stages of cattle ranching?calving, branding, fencing, etc. Even his brief journal entries, interspersed throughout the book, look outward rather than inward. McCumber can be salty in one sentence, lyrical in the next, whimsical, stoic and, only occasionally, wistful. His book will creep up on readers, who will come away with admiration for McCumber and a strong, vibrant sense of the ranching life he has come to love.

Anyway, I liked it enough to re-read it multiple times–stuff that sucks doesn’t get re-read.