from bad to worse...

Sorry for the delay in any worthwhile posting as of late. I have been fighting illness for about 3 weeks now. It's been exhausting working and trying to do things around the house. Hopefully before the weekend is out I will grace this site with my presence again in lengthier terms. Until then...

So how was everyone's Christmas this year? I hope you all got what you wanted and also least expected!

opening it up...

Alright, I'm getting picked on by my co-workers at the moment. Me thinks the can of whoop-ass must be opened.

wishing you and yours...

From the land of cha, have a wonderful Christmas and a happy New Year :)



Yes, I said Christmas not holiday! That's right folks..did you think I'd be politically crapped? Nope, not this blogger. I love Christmas and by God if I want to wish every person I meet a Merry Fucking Christmas I will. So there.

So, um, eat some turkey for me will ya? I will be working until Saturday night. Such is life, no?

again with the props...

I just came across this woman's blog tonight. She has entered one post and I put the first comment on. Don't let me be the last, she can use the support.

a blog reviewed, almost...

Ok, so the wizard behind the ring, Teh Blogfather, has just dubbed me 'Cha "Tha Sarcasminator" Entertainmanator', and folks that's pretty fucking hard to say! We are awaiting his full review of the site here, I hope it is to his liking. That being said, if you don't hear from me for a few days (you know, like tomorrow?) start a search party cause my cold, dead body will probably be under some bridge in Texas or something.

ooohhh the hatred that is this job...

I'm going on 8 hours of listening to people (drivers) bitch about how much they (drivers) hate our company. We don't care about them (drivers), we never listen to them (again, drivers), we never give them (drivers, duh) enough miles to feed their (you get the picture, drivers) families, and, and, and.. oh fuck it! Shut the hell up!

People if you hate us this much and you cannot make any money here then um, maybe quitting would be the thing for you to do? Hmmm? Just a thought. I don't know, seems like a plausible solution to me.

Thoughts?

and so it begins...

First snow of the season here at home, it's all downhill from here :)

zip tie Nazis...

So my little dog can dig. No. She can really dig. That fucker can put the auger on an oil platform to some serious shame. I had to walk to the back of my yard a few days ago to retrieve a cat that had inadvertently snuck out and nearly broke my neck stepping into a hole deeper than some trenches in the Atlantic. The only thing saving me from going down was that huge-ass Mongolian with the big hat I stepped on. Man was he pissed.
Anyway...
So the wife and I spent the better part of an evening closing up the gaps in the chain-link fence that surrounds our new yard. Our supplies of choice? Zip-ties and chicken wire, some plastic stakes and a rubber mallet. Oh yeah buddy! Ain't gonna be no digging now. Those gates are so zip-tied closed that I couldn't open them with an act of Congress (not that congress could get much of an act together right now anyway). But I digress. This is hopefully going to be a temporary fix until spring when we can lay some paving stones to keep the dogs from digging under the gate. Time will tell.

I don't usually go into a lot of detail about my life on here but I wanted to put down a few things I have been going through over the last couple of months. It's pretty common knowledge that I was party to the collapse of western society and all rational thought a while back. OK, nearly 8 months ago but who's counting. In that time I have also been working basically 2 full-time jobs and trying to keep up with my responsibilities at home. Weeeeelllllllll, I became what one could describe as a, oh, I don't know, raving lunatic with simultaneous thoughts of violent homicide and severe cravings for bacon. Yum, bacon. And chocolate. Wow look, new knife set! It came to the point that I basically gave up giving any kind of a shit about anything. Not good in the general sense of things. I have only had problems with depression one other time in my life and that was years ago while I was still in high school. That changed recently. I would be angry one minute, depressed the next and wanting to sleep the next. I lost perspective on where my life was heading and how the hell I was going to get there. I didn't care and just knew that there was no end in sight to all the chaos that I found myself caught up in. Not to sound like a PSA but... Today I took a first step into hopefully being able to deal with this. I talked to my doctor and he prescribed this wonderment of creation. Ok, so that's exactly like a PSA but I'm writing this shit. So there. This being day one, I have yet to experience any weird side effects like shaky hands or headache. Maybe I will just get the good ones: Weight loss and jungle-monkey-horniness!
One can always hope :)

i hear it's your birthday...

So yeah, today is my 27th. Guess where I am? Work. Fuck. But I do have plans for later with friends and wifey, so yay! I promise to spill any and all craziness that may occur for my dedicated followers :)

And now, the moment you have all been waiting for: Picture Day!

-feel free to comment your thoughts, they would be much appreciated.


this is a shot near one of the oldest cemetaries in my hometown...


now a close-up of the fence :)


found this next to the watertower, cool...



old tombstones, how the dead shall speak...


love how the moss is climbing up the sides...


the light was amazing this day...


fall color changing...


he couldn't see me...


cloudy day darkening leaves...


this little guy is the future Hollywood Heartthrob, already acts like a superstar...


so young...

ode to a turkey...

There once was a bird named Billy, who lived on a farm near Philly.
He strolled through the yard, clearly thinking hard, on the correlation
of the moon and the stars.
Now Billy was a great scholar, for you see he was schooled from a toddler,
in the ways of the world afar.
He gave sermons on Socrates, helped the cows with their fleas, and at night took walks with his girl Barb.
It came one day in fall, as our friend Billy lay quietly in his stall, that he heard on the road many a car. He asked the cat, do you hear that? Cheekily, the cat laughed quite hard.
As Billy sat thinking, that cat's such a retard, the farmer came in with a grin.
Billy thought his was a reign without end. But the famer had been scheming for he took Billy screaming and cooked poor Billy up in the oven.

recommended reading...

1: Density of Souls, Christopher Rice
- Beautifully written, engrossing and thoroughly enjoyable read.

2: Portrait of a Killer: Jack the Ripper Case Closed, Patricia Cornwell
-Riveting.

3: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, J.K. Rowling
- Obviously.

neglecting of the blog...

And I sincerely apologize. I know how many of you rely on my witty repetoire and snarky socio-political opinions to get through your otherwise mundane existence :)

I have been extremely busy and quite overwhelmed with life and stuff. I am glad to say that finally the gods have smiled upon me because our floor project at the new (old) house has been completed and not by my wife or I. I must praise the wonderful people that did such a stellar job on it, the staircase railing, and our shiny new kitchen sink. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You! Let the moving commence (and the throwing out of unwanteds, cleaning old house, painting old house, filling in the holes to China my cute little demon dug)! I'm tempted to change my name and run away to some foreign country, this process seems never-ending sometimes.

I will, I promise, be posting pictures on this blog soon. Not only will you be in awe of my prose, but my art as well. Isn't that swell? If it's not, oh fucking well. Maybe I will make something to sell? Funny that, I'm working on a Dell!

Ok, gotta stop now. My head hurts.

the return of the useless quiz...

You Are a Mai Tai

You aren't a big drinker, but you'll drink if the atmosphere is festive.And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away.

What Mixed Drink Are You?

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. You have one big dream in your life, and you never lose sight of it.

How Do You Live Your Life?

You Are Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead... But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place. You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!

How Machiavellian Are You?

dude, let there be light and stuff...

My wife is awesome. She installed 2 new front porch lights by her lonesome last night while I was at work and they are smashingly bright! It looks less like an abandoned crime scene and more like a warm home now.

Thanks babe :)

disillusionment running amok...

Where did we go wrong? Where did the lines between our past and our present become severed? Where is Waldo?

I used to believe that this country represented everything that was just and fair about the world; that we were a country who fought for equal rights for it's citizens; that we could be counted on to accept individuality and personal opinion. Boy was I wrong. That may be what we started out as some 200 years ago but we have devolved into a modern-day version of the twisted, religious-zealot promoting police state our ancestors fled from. In the last few years, I have seen more and more evidence that we are heading blindly down a road to our own damnation, not to Hell, but to internal implosion. Maybe that would be Hell, I don't know. Maybe it would be better than our current situation, where corporate whores have plundered our bank accounts in the name of free enterprise, power-hungry assholes have led us into a fight we cannot win, and equality is something only those that have God behind them can dole out to the poor masses. I remember being taught in school that our founding families left Europe to escape religious persecution and oppressive rule by a small-minded minority. They came here in search of a better way of doing things, of making decisions based on common sense and not what their God told them to do. (Do not read that wrong, I am a Christian but I don't shove it down people's throats, everyone has a right to their own personal beliefs and dis-beliefs. I do not profess that what I believe is the way and only way. I could be wrong. So could you.) In an age where we profess modernity there are still many who cannot or will not admit that "All men are created equal" and should have the right to pursue their own happiness however they see fit. One caveat on that, their own happiness as long as it DOES NOT harm another individual. And I am sorry you shall never convince me that a man or woman who wants to marry someone of the same sex and take on that responsibility is harming you. Bullshit.

I am beginning to wonder if maybe those of us left with a brain should get together and leave in search of our own refuge from oppression?

it may become habit forming...

"Let's keep it simple. First they stole an election. Then—everything else that's not nailed down."- Lee Greenburg, writing to www.tompaine.com.

double double toil and trouble...

Something wicked this way comes indeed:

Syria: The Next Iraq

the long of the short, cha-chita wearing turquoise sequins...

Whew, it's been a little while since I posted last. Sorry about that guys. I know you have all been just dying to read something profound here. (Yeah right!) Why don't we just go straight to something completely inappropriate? Thought so.

There seems to be a certain part of the population in which I am deemed, um, quite appealing. Namely the gay part of the population. Who the hell knows why. I'm not that cute. Wait, couldn't be the fact I listen to 80's and early 90's fem-pop and own shitloads of shoes could it? Hmmm....
But I digress. I probably brought this upon myself and now karma is cashing in her chips on my ass. You see, a few years ago my (so-called) best friend, she ratted me out later the fink, happened to notice another one of our friends whom we worked with was taking an interest in me. Not a female friend mind you. Said not-female-friend asked so-called-best-friend if I might be well, you know. So-called-best-friend had to tell me of course. And of course I had to be a jerk and plot, plot, plot. Not maliciously, but to have some fun. It was around this time that I had recently lost about 30 pounds and was looking pretty fit if I do say so myself :) I know, I know, I suck. You have already figured out where this is going. I started wearing tighter shirts and really nice pants. I was hot. Yes, I made it a point to casually stroll around in the same area where so-called-best-friend and not-female friend sat. It worked. He so wanted me. Not-female friend had no idea until (and this is where I question best-friends loyalty to my schemes) so-called-best-friend spilled the beans and blew it for me (and I thought I was so sneaky). Oh well. Like I said it was all in fun and Not-female friend knew it was. He is totally cool like that and still thinks it funny to this day. I however have never lived it down :{

Now, fast-forward to Wednesday night of this week. Living large with Chili's and their very tasty ribs. This is where karma kicks in and makes me shiny and sparkly to waiter-boy. Was he ever helpful and very friendly. hehe...I'm oblivious of course to what is going on until it's time for the check.

"So will this be separate checks or...?"

Wife and I look at each other and "No."

"Oh. OK. It's good to ask, cuz you never know. I always do. (nervous laughter) I hate paying for my friends even."

It hits us at the same time. Wife says, "he thinks your cuuuuuute!"

So I left a him a big tip. (Get your minds out of the gutter!)

Karma and gay boys. Go figure.

Sidenote: He was most definitely checking out my ass as we left.

nap anyone?...

So work is um, how shall I put this kindly? Fucking Boring. So boring i may just strip naked and run around the office screaming obscenities just to get a laugh :)

Ok, maybe not totally naked but don't be surprised if I'm pants-less soon.

hehehe

Eh, maybe I will just go sleep in my car for an hour. Without my pants.

random bits recorded on my phone while wandering around Wal-mart recently...

1. Chains, remember to think about chains.

2. Entrails hanging from the chandeliers.

3. Fake bones of some kind. Remember to think about fake bones.



Hmm... I would be concerned I think.