post random babblings

while trying to install his satellite system for his TV. Apparent ly he didn’t have a drill bit or maybe he just didn’t want to use it. He chose intead to put the hole through the house for the wire by using a rifle. He said the first shot didn’t go through all the way, so he tried a second time. It went through all right, but he hit his wife in the chest and killed her.

I know that I’m a redneck, but NOT like that. And I suppose that she was standing there so she could tell him whether the shot went through or not. Authorities aren’t sure if they are going to charge him with manslaughter. Who knows, they might just charge him with 3rd degree, felonius stupidity.

Apparently the human race in its race to become increasingly dumber, has now reached a new low. People have been being stupid while walking down the street and texting, and consequently they have been walking into street poles (lights, signs, etc.), and injuring themselves. There has been such a problem with this that the Brittish government , in their crusade to aid and abed in people’s moronity, have begun padding the lamp posts and such, to protect people from their own severe air-headedness.

I would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it. Well, maybe I would have believed it anyway. It is the Brittish government, after all.

It was necessary to keep a good supply of canon balls near the cannon on war ships. But how to prevent them from rolling about the deck was the problem. The best storage method devised was to stack them as a square based pyramid, with one ball on top, resting on four, resting on nine, which rested on sixteen. Thus, a supply of 30 cannon balls could be stacked in a small area right next to the cannon.

There was only one problem—how to prevent the bottom layer from sliding/rolling from under the others. The solution was a metal plate with 16 round indentations, called a Monkey. But if this plate was made of iron, the iron balls would quickly rust to it. The solution to the rusting problem was to make Brass Monkeys.

Few landlubbers realize that brass contracts much more and much faster than iron when chilled. Consequently, when the temperature dropped too far, the brass indentations would shrink so much that the iron cannon balls would come right off the monkey.

Thus, it was quite literally, cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey. And all this time, you thought that was a vulgar expression, didn't you? You must send this fabulous bit of historical knowledge to at least ten unsuspecting friends.

John Breckenridge

it has been just different lately. Sorry to all i have not been on the computer much!!

I keep drifting away from this site, but I keep coming back. There are such wonderful people here—I don’t know why I keep leaving. Sometimes it’s just hard to stay.

“There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and will be lost.”
- Martha Graham

So this one day, not too long ago, I was walking around minding my own business of course when I had a thought. In the past and even now thoughts elude me much like cute dewy-eyed bunnies elude crazy, murdering, maniacal hunter’s who are hell bent on catching a bunny and then removing its eyeballs. So you see, thoughts really, really try to elude me lets make this point clear shall we? So . . . when this thought came I wasn’t ready for it. I mean it just slammed into my skull and lucky for me it didn’t hit the bone sutures that ossify when you are a baby. I believe, and with good reason, my coronal and frontal sutures would have become disarticulated. You don’t want this to happen either. Usually one has to have a massive head trauma to even think about such a thing happening, but this is not so with someone like me. You see, since I do not have thoughts very often my boney skull parts have somewhat atrophied with non-use. Oh, I suppose had I been forewarned that a thought was coming I could have braced my head with colorful zip ties and thus withstood the enormous blast that the thought made. Now when I say enormous blast I mean like the kind of blast that helped the dinosaurs toward their imminent doom. I know, you’re probably thinking that I am being melodramatic or even exaggerating, but I assure you the thought crash FEELS like this to me and may or may not look like it is happening to anyone else if you are some else who is not me and not experiencing the thought crash g-force. The people who WERE nearby did say that they felt a disturbance in the force, “Like a million voices crying out in pain and then extinguished.” It’s amazing to report to all you good people that I did not sustain whiplash and therefore can not sue anyone. Then again who exactly would I sue? I couldn’t sue myself since I have very little. I also know how often I take baths and would not want to stand by myself in a contained room, like a courtroom.

I think that’s it. There might be more and if there is I’ll have to add more.

Now I can do things online I wasn’t able to do before. Used to be if someone gave me a youtube link for instance I was only able to say thanks and just delete it. So after giving the thing a test drive I checked out some of that site. I followed some links and found some of the funniest commercials I’ve seen in a while.

Jack Link’s messin’with Sasquatch These things are killer. I don’t know how many of you have seen these as this is kind of a local company. Jack used to come up and fish with my cousin Jerry (the same one who lassoed a moose).

Check out the vids and have a good laugh. They are so ridiculous.

I haven’t been around much lately.

I fucking hate my boss and the people I work with are not on comfortable terms with me.

I’m ready to leave. I did over a year here, which is impressive for this company. My boss has no appreciation what so ever for the amount of work I have put in (a LOT) and is racist sexist, greedy, fucking stupid and he makes my skin crawl.

I was offered another job that pays way more.

Ugh.

I will work my ass off anywhere that I feel stimulated and appreciated. That is not here. I have taken 1 sick day in a year and a half and put off foot surgery because it “wasn’t a good time for the company”.

Never taken a vacation.

I miss 43.

People arn’t interesting their strange, their insestuest and I hate them so much why do people have to question waht we thing wat we know just to put us all down I have one reason why I think this but I don’t want to tell they world why do we judge on our appearencees instead of our personality’s we as a humanity are so DAM VAIN!!!!! why do we have to surcum to the political bullshit that the present day has put foward to us

Step back and really look, listen, think about what people are talking about their just talking about themselves can’t anyone just realise that this world is just fakeiing it all that this isn’t really real that we arn’t ment to be feeling when we have surcumed to! I just hate how humanity has to cut down people they create disorders because of it and I hate the fact that people are starting to be the cause of other people’s depression this is just something that I feel so strongly about and i hate it because of its political jargan and bullshit, see the world for what it really is and not some stupid shit….. LIVE THIS FEELING BE THIS FEELING BE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorri i know their is heaps of spelling mistakes

Rose…