Repple Depple

If you’re a guy, you know this to be oh so true!!!

I Wanna Talk About Me
Artist: Toby Keith

Yeah, Yeah
That’s right

We talk about your work how your boss is a jerk
We talk about your church and your head when it hurts
We talk about the troubles you’ve been having with your brother
About your daddy and your mother and your crazy ex-lover
We talk about your friends and the places that you’ve been
We talk about your skin and the dimples on your chin
The polish on your toes and the run in your hose
And God knows we’re gonna talk about your clothes
You know talking about you makes me smile
But every once in awhile

I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you you you you, usually, but occasionally
I wanna talk about meeeeee (me,me,me,me-background singers)
I wanna talk about me (me,me-background singers)

We talk about your dreams and we talk about your schemes
your high school team and your moisturizer creme
We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana
We talk about your grandma down in Alabama
We talk about your guys of every shape and size
The ones that you despise and the ones you idolize
We talk about your heart, bout your brains and your smarts
And your medical charts and when you start
You know talking about you makes me grin
But every now and then

I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you you you you, usually, but occasionally
I wanna talk about me (me,me,me,me- background singers)
I wanna talk about meeeeeeee (me,me- background singers)
(I wanna talk about me- background singers)mmmm me me me me
(I wanna talk about me- background singers)mmmm me me me me
You you you you you you you you you you you you you

I wanna talk about ME!

I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, you, you, you, usually, but occasionally
I wanna talk about meeeeeeee (me,me,me,me-background singers)
I wanna talk about me (me,me,-background singers)
I wanna talk about me (me,me,me,me,me,me-background singers)
Oh me!

What, you’re saying? Is this idiot babbling about!? Okay, well a coupla minutes ago, I was in search of “drink.” Not having any beer here (except the Wifial unit’s Newcastle Horsepiss beer — which is nasty), I spied my bottle of JD I have, but usually mix… “Okay,” sez I “I’ll just have a shot…” Okay, yeah, I must be getting old or have become a pussy as it made my eyes water :-0 I still like Jack and 7, but this was too much… I didn’t spit it out, but it was tought going down. Old age… “Why” Sayeth you? Because, I used to be able to drop a shot of JD. Oh well. I still like beer and red-headed sluts :-Þ

Greetings Gentle Reader…
What’s new from COMRNET? Well, I finally got a PA driver’s license. 🙂 A weight off my back! Only been 2+ years I have lived here. Just never had the money and time together at the same time. No test though. ID, SS card, birth certificate and some bills. An eye test and bada-boom, a license.

Galactica
What else? Okay, Galactica was weird tonite, but not as weird as it has been… Ron Moore says it will end badly — shit, I hope not. And although this is the “last year” the pricks at Sci-Fi will drag it into the Fall or even January for the final shows. Gottverdamterscheißerei! Anyway, next week will be interesting…

Looking at Something New
By this, I mean I am trying to take over/buy a “social” website for pet lovers. It’s cool and the owner wants out, but we’re not sure if she’s looking for some “Bill Gates” to give her a million buck or what. She’s very vague and won’t answer direct questions. Some if the requirements have been overstated and some are wrong. I OWN a big website now and understand how to run one AND how much work it will be. Discussions are going slowly but I shall not get dragged into a bidding war for this thing. She says it’s not making money now (they don’t get the whole “ad thing” and how to make $$ from ads — I DO). Also, the support there RARELY ever responds to members questions and problems >:-0 So happy Kinder, that’s what my focus is on right now.

Also
Now saying that above, I have been working on a website for a Gem and Mineral Club and am waiting on pix and copy now to finish it. Can you tell, Fatboy likes to create stuff like that and although I am not super great, sometimes the Hands of the Gods touch even my idiot’s hands.

Election thoughts
WHY is everyone freaking out already? I am not gonna even worry about any of it until after the conventions. I DO know this… I WILL NOT vote for Hillary Clinton, EVER so if she’s on Obama’s ticket as a VP… :-0 I just do not like her, I do not trust her and I feel she would be the final nail in the coffin of our nation. 🙁

My friend Kathy sent me this and although I have no real idea where it came from (probably Jay Leno or something), I love it as it is soooooo true!

Those Born 1920-1979; to all the kids who survived the 1930’s, 40’s, 50’s, 60’s and 70’s!!

• First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant
• They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
• Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
• We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.
• As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts, or air bags.
• Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
• We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
• We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
• We ate cupcakes, white bread, and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren’t overweight because,
• WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
• We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
• No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
• We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
• We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes. No video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD’s, no surround-sound or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computers! no Internet or chat rooms…….
• WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
• We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
• We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
• We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
• We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
• Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment.
• Imagine that!!
• The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
• These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever!
• The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
• We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

If YOU are one of these kids… CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good. While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?!

Am I really sinking? I don’t know… I feel like it. A lot lately. Mostly to do with money and the fact that I have to do everything. And I mean that, from paying bills to bringing in the money. Get’s old and this time, I’m short due to my stupidity of taking off a day for my 10th anniversary. Oh well… I’m sure, somehow I’ll get by, but I realized that I’m like the U.S. Govt. I’m always in a deficit. I’ve been trying to reduce the deficit, but it hasn’t been happening. Ack!

Penna Driver’s License…
Was going to get it today, alas, they were closed. I hope everything goes well tomorrow — I have all the paperwork, documentation, birth certificate, even my old SS card, taped together for some ID. Supposedly, in PA there’s no test but an eye test for transferring in a CDL. When I went back to Cali, I had to take all THREE tests again and then to renew. This time, I got a renewal by mail — too bad I can’t take advantage of that.

One more day off
Then 5 days work, followed by 1 off, followed by 5… :-0 That’s actually too much. Kills my back and right hip (see, I AM getting old). Well, tomorrow will be a goin’ to town, getting the license and then paying some bills. Will there be any money left? I don’t know. Might be over already. Isn’t that f-ed up?!

I saw this on the Chambersburg FreeCycle (a list for people to “free-recycle” stuff) anyway, it’s an announcement about a dog being dropped off…

Some guy in a blue/black truck dropped off a small black dog out his door and took off. The dog would have been dropped off on Thursday if anyone is missing it. I just found out about it last night the dog is afraid and scared and wont let no one approach it. It looks like a small black Pomeranian dog or that type. Looks young but I am not sure.
If anyone had this dog taken from them you can contact me and I can let you know where you can search for it. It has almost been hit several time I am afraid its time running out.

This kind of shit always hacks me off. So, frigging Billy Bob decides he doesn’t want a dog or cat anymore or worse, it’s his ex’s and he’s “gonna get back at her,” so he dumps the pet. Can you imagine, a house animal just dumped somewhere… they’re not able to fend for themselves. I dunno, call me a liberal or whatever, but this is bullshit. I know California has a law where there they fine you $1000. for doing this. In my opinion, that’s not even close enough to deter these kinds of scumbags.

To me, there should be a more serious law… one that if some loser dirtbag dumps a pet or other animal like this, they lose their car, their license and get fined something pretty hefty (as a nice deterrent), say at least $20,000 (flogging or caning would be nice too, but in this day and age, such useful and effective punishments aren’t allowed). I hope someone can help this dog, I know the local rescue shelter was called, but it may not be enough.

And yeah, sure, who am I to say this, but I’ll tell you — I’m someone who is tired of the absolute scumbaggery of people. Low class, low-life. I’ll stop now before I suggest neutering some kinds of “people.”