World Wide Baby

This little ole blog has had a lot of overseas hits. Here are a few that I couldn’t believe that someone over there stumbled upon this site:

Bulgaria, Kuwait, Bahrain, Qatar, Jordan, Portugal, Honduras, Sri Lanka, Guam, Nigeria, Belgium, Brazil, and the list goes on and on. Amazing. Later.

Here are a couple of pictures with the new sissy bar installed. I really like the look of the bike better with the sissy bar versus without. It just complements the bike. I opted for the cushion pad with the HD emblem embroidered in it. Sweet. Later.

A tale of two Joes

Here is an example of why hiring illegal aliens is not economically productive for the State of California... You have 2 families..."Joe Legal" and "Jose Illegal". Both families have 2 parents, 2 children and live in California.

"Joe Legal" works in construction, has a Social Security Number, and makes $25.00 per hour with payroll taxes deducted...."Jose Illegal" also works in construction, has "NO" Social Security Number, and gets paid $15.00 cash "under the table".
Joe Legal...$25.00 per hour x 40 hours $1000.00 per week, $52,000 per year
Now take 30% away for state federal tax
Joe Legal now has $31,231.00

Jose Illegal...$15.00 per hour x 40 hours $600.00 per week, $31,200.00
Per year
Jose Illegal pays no taxes...
Jose Illegal now has $31,200.00

Joe Legal pays Medical and Dental Insurance with limited coverage
$1000.00 per month
$12,000.00 per year
Joe Legal now has $19,231.00

Jose Illegal has full Medical and Dental coverage through the state and local clinics at a cost of $0.00 per year
Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00

Joe Legal makes too much money is not eligible for Food Stamps or welfare
Joe Legal pays for food
$1,000.00 per month
$12,000.00 per year
Joe Legal now has $ 7,231.00

Jose Illegal has no documented income and is eligible for Food Stamps and Welfare
Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00

Joe Legal pays rent of
$1,000.00 per month
$12,000.00 per year
Joe Legal is now in the hole
Minus (-) $4,769.00

Jose Illegal receives a $500 per month Federal rent subsidy
Jose Illegal pays rent
$500.00 per month
$6,000.00 per year
Jose Illegal still has $25,200.00

Joe Legal now works overtime on Saturdays or gets a part time job after work.

Jose Illegal has nights and weekends off to enjoy with his family.

Joe Legal's and Jose Illegal's children both attend the same school. Joe Legal pays for his children's lunches while Jose Illegal's children get a government sponsored lunch.

Jose Illegal's children have an after school ESL program. Joe Legal's children go home.
Joe Legal and Jose Illegal both enjoy the same Police and Fire Services, but Joe paid for them and Jose did not pay.

How much clearer can I make it for you stupid ass democraps? Damn you assholes that give MY money to these illegal rat bastards. Damn you assholes that give MY money to anyone who did not earn MY money. Screw all of the government. They can all take a flying leap and French kiss my asshole! Later.

New Texas State flag. Gotta love it. Later.

Times are a changing

Over five thousand years ago, Moses said to the children of Israel:"pick up your shovel, mount your asses and camels, and I will lead you to the promise land".

Nearly 75 years ago, Roosevelt said: " Lay down your shovels, sit on your asses, and light up a camel, this is the Promised Land".

Now Obama is going to steal your shovel, kick your asses, raise the price of camels, and mortgage the Promised Land. Later

A Nun in Hooters

A Nun badly needing to use the restroom, walked into a local Hooters. The place was hopping with music and loud conversation and every once in a while the lights would turn off. Each time the lights would go out, the place would erupt into cheers. However, when the revelers saw the nun, the room went dead silent.

She walked up to the bartender, and asked, May I please use the restroom? The bartender replied, ok, but I should warn you that there is a statue of a naked man in there wearing only a fig leaf. Well, in that case, I'll just look the other way, said the nun. So the bartender showed the nun to the back of the restaurant. After a few minutes, she came back out, and the whole place stopped just long enough to give the nun a loud round of applause!

She went to the bartender and said, Sir, I don't understand. Why did they applaud for me just because I went to the restroom? Well, now they know you're one of us, said the bartender. Would you like a drink?

No thank you, but, I still don't understand, said the puzzled nun. You see, laughed the bartender, every time someone lifts the fig leaf on that statue, the lights go out. Now, how about that drink? Later.

Check out this jambalaya pot. It looks like the hole in the ground is cut in the shape of Texas. Later.

Some days it doesn’t bother me as much as others and some days it just really pisses me off. I am talking about your piece of shit president. That money giving away mother f#cker. Son of a bitch! I still can’t believe there are enough stupid idiots in this country to elect such a worthless turd. My God, what were you bastards thinking? How did you find the voting centers with your heads that far up your ass? This stupid rat-bastard is ruining our country. And all I can do is sit by and watch it happen because the majority has spoken. Well, the majority are a bunch of morons. I can’t even type I am so pissed of right now. Thank goodness for spell check. I am going to drown my sorrow in Michelob Ultra tonight. Later.

Priceless my white ass

Cost of a bowl of soup at the homeless shelter: $0
Cost of staying overnight in a homeless shelter: $0
Catching a “homeless” man taking a picture of Michelle Obama with his $300 Blackberry (+$100/month service) while receiving his free government provided meal:

Priceless

I received this one from a friend by e-mail. I have to disagree. The picture of that useless freeloader is not priceless, it is costing me, you, and every other man and woman that works for a f@cking living to pay for his free meal while he walks around chatting and texting on his Blackberry f@cking phone. They should drag his punk ass out in the street and beat the shit out of him. Stupid f@cking government! Later.

The wife and I went and seen The Proposal early this afternoon. It was a good date movie. No profanity, murdering, or other things that hollywierd thinks is required to sell a movie. Well worth going to the movies to see or cuddling on the sofa with the one you love. The movie was $11.50 for both of us. The wife paid for the tickets. I paid for the coke and popcorn. $17.00 for two medium drinks and one large popcorn. And you get free refills on the drinks and popcorn. I/we ate two tubs of popcorn and I drank two kegs of diet coke. Good times with the wife. Later.

Driving

I had lunch the other day with this lady and her blog post on driving came up in conversation. I usually check her site out regularly to see what is new since we don’t work together anymore. Well, here lately she and someone who goes by awesome driver have been going back and forth about driving abilities and lack of driving abilities. It is really starting to get comical reading the arguments from both sides. I kind of agree more with her that it is an entry ramp and you should get up to speed prior to entering the highway, but if you can get over and let someone enter you should. Either way, it is funny to read. Later.

Some people just don't know what a good movie is

This guy is posting again. He has a post about a recent movie he saw. Crap, Crap, Crap. It must be full of crap because it has Will Ferrell in it. But he said he liked it; it makes me wonder about the young lad now. I thought he was a one of the good ones. Any way, the wife and I saw a movie the other day, Taking of Pelham 123. It stars John Travolta and Denzel Washington. The movie was alright but the ending sucked ass. Don’t waste your money. Wait till it is out on video and you are really bored.

And if you get really bored and are contemplating on committing suicide, rent a Will Ferrell movie. That will cheer you up. Because then you can see someone else even more useless, stupid, and pathetic than you and you can still go on living knowing that no matter what you do and no matter how bad you screw shit up in your life, you did not have a part in Talladega Nights: The ballad of Ricky Bobby or any other of the long list of so called movies made by that jackass Will Ferrell. Later.

Here is ya'lls piece of shit leader at it again. I still can't believe I live in a country stupid enough to elect that cocksucker. IDIOTS! Later.

Helmets and seatbelts

Some people in Louisiana are trying to do away with the helmet law that states a motorcyclist must wear a helmet at all times. They want to change it to any one over 21 and who has $100,000 in insurance can choose not to wear a helmet.

In Louisiana we also have a seat belt law. It states that everyone regardless of age and insurance coverage that you are required to wear a seatbelt.

So let me see if I get this straight. People are complaining that their freedom is being infringed upon because they are forced to wear a helmet while riding a 650 pound two wheeled motorcycle 70 mph down the highway 6 feet from an 18 wheeler with nothing between their scalp and the pavement but a “bad to the bone” bandana with a Harley emblem on it usually accompanied by some cheap ass wrap around sun glasses from the five and dime but the seat belt is okay? I don’t get it.

The two ton extended cab pick-up truck with side curtain airbags and an airbag in the steering wheel is safer than your scooter Fonzie. But you are okay being forced to wear a seatbelt. But you be damned if they are going to force you to wear a helmet? You stupid moron. The government is not removing your freedom. They are only protecting the stupid from themselves. Kind of like the seatbelt thing. Unfortunately the government is not consistent in their movement to make a better America. I don’t need anyone to tell me to wear a helmet. I don’t need anyone to tell me to wear a seatbelt. I am smart enough to make these decisions on my own.

It still amazes me the type of motorcycle riders that are out there today. You know the type. The RUBs. Rich Urban Bikers. Damn yuppies! Some jackass buys a Harley, grows a goatee, gets a tattoo and he thinks he is a bad ass mofo. What a joke. Wake up and smell the shit you are shoveling. Posers suck ass. Later.

I just don't get it. I agree that killing that piece of shit abortion doctor was wrong. But what about the children he was killing? Just because you are a trashy whore don't give you the right to end an un-wanted pregnancy by murdering your baby with a clothes hanger. If you did not want a kid then why did you go out screwing? This is really an easy issue in my head. There is no gray area; strictly a black and white issue. If you can't support a child or don't want a child then quit giving up the coochie! But don't go out and get knocked up and decide you don't want a kid then murder it. It is bad enough to be a slut but to be a murdering slut...well... I am sure they will move you to the front of the line when you arrive in hell bitches. Later.

I have never been more proud to own a Ford product. I have always been a Chevy fan, but here lately I refused to pay the inflated price just because it had the bowtie on the grill. Now with all the bailouts and the fact that they are now GM- Government Motors, I am happy to be behind the blue oval baby. I can't wait to see a Chevy bowtie with the obama emblem in it. Later.

Later.

Big red out house

Back in the day, Paw Paw had a big red barn in the back yard. It was damaged from one of the recent hurricanes and torn down. Any way, during the holidays when every one was in from out of town, some stayed at Paw Paws. The problem with that is all those people and only one bathroom. What is a person to do?

Well, if you are Paw Paw, you make a toilet out of an old toilet seat and some scrap lumber, set up shop in the old red barn in the back, and do your business on a paper plate. When you are done, empty the paper plate and save for next time. I never had the privilege of crapping in the barn. I was shocked when I heard of this but was really dumbfounded when I learned that he reused the paper plate. But it wasn’t just Paw Paw that utilized the outdoor facilities; I just found out last week that this guy did also! I had no idea. Later.

BBQ at Paw Paws'

We had some family in from out of town this last week for the funeral. Well, Thursday night I get a wild hair and call my dad. I asked him what he thought of getting the family together one last time at Paw Paw’s house before every one leaves and the house is possibly sold. He thought it was a good idea and started rallying the troops. Here are some pictures of the bbq area under the pecan tree as well as two boneless stuffed chickens smoking away. They are stuffed with boudin. Good stuff; I got them from Sausage Link in Sulphur. The smoker and grill are my uncle’s. I may have to get me one of those smokers. It did an awesome job. We had a great time. We even had a couple of young tikes running around. A family get together is always better when young kids are there. It is the same for Christmas; always better when you have little kids running around. Youth is definitely wasted on the young. Later.

My grandfather passed away recently as I noted in a previous post. While cleaning out his house, the kids found copies of this old flyer. Note the phone number. This one has been around for a long time. Later.

Southern Pride

I recently installed a new horn on the personal truck. If the lifted 4x4 gas guzzling F-250 with a rifle in the back glass and a four wheeler in the bed left any doubt that a redneck may possibly be behind the wheel, then the Dixie horn will let them know without any questions. I installed the “Dukes of Hazard” 12 note air trumpets.

I opened the hood and realized there is not much room to install a damn thing. I ended up at Tractor Supply getting some angle iron and making a bracket to put the horns in between the motor and a/c radiators. Using two pieces of angle iron back to back I mounted the compressor and relay; all painted with bed liner.

Here is a link where I got it at J C Whitney. There is a link on this page where you can listen to the horn. Later.

Chapters

Chapters of life. As one closes another begins. On Friday, Jay Leno performed for the last time as host of the Tonight Show. He has being doing the Tonight Show for seventeen years. The only one better than him was Johnny Carson. He was the best. I met Jay Leno’s replacement in San Antonio. Conan O’Brian was visiting the Alamo at the same time I was. I don’t care for Conan’s brand of humor, but I really liked how he took the time to take pictures and shake hands with everyone that wanted to. All he was trying to do was get to his Navigator so he could leave but everybody was stopping him. Any way, now Jay is gone and Conan is in. One chapter closes and another chapter begins.

Also, this past Friday we completed a job that I have been project manager on for two years. It is the longest I have ever been on one project. It really is a milestone in my testing career. I started testing cables on reels when they arrived in June 2007. I had never taken on a project of this magnitude and I am glad I stuck it out through the end. I have learned a lot from this job. From the technical side as well as the business side. I did everything from quoting, billing, planning, safety, and a lot of the actual work. I will be going back for add on work; but the quoted scope work is complete. One chapter ends and another begins.

On Saturday, the only grandfather I have ever known passed away. He was 85 years old. His wife died in 1993. I would go by from time to time and visit. I hated to see him sit alone in that house day in and day out. Whenever we bar-b-qued or cooked something special we would bring him a plate. We called it the “Paw Paw Plate.” He sure enjoyed good cooking.

Here during the last few years he took up painting. And he was really, really good. I was shocked at his talent. Who knew we had a painter in the family. It just took about 80 years for him to discover his painting abilities. We have a couple of his paintings that he gave the wife and me.

Any way, that is how it goes. One chapter ends and another begins. I thank God everyday for everything I have in my life. From my family to my job; everything. I/we are truly blessed and I would not be here if it weren’t for God and his grace. I am not in sorrow that my Grandfather passed away; I am happy for the 34 years that I had him in my life. Have a good one guys. Later.