tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97818912024-03-07T10:23:16.076-08:00No BSMusings of a MadmanNo BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.comBlogger577125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-53612833372444709332011-04-06T05:22:00.001-07:002011-04-06T05:28:05.636-07:00StuffMy heart problems continue. I have atrial fibrillation, a rapid unstable heartbeat. My last EKG showed a resting heart rate of almost 140 beats per minute. My cardiogist wants to shock my heart back to a normal rhythm. In more pleasant news, my friend Roy is coming in May and we are going on our yearly trip to Vegas! I'm looking forward to playing blackjack and probably losing my shirt.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-20330066903151568042011-03-23T02:31:00.000-07:002011-03-23T02:33:10.051-07:00Thank GodMy friend has informed me she has no cancer and should be OK! Thank you St. Jude!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-29216949211394724632011-03-19T16:08:00.000-07:002011-03-19T16:13:42.020-07:00Coalition Attacks LibyaEight years to the day we launched the war against Saddam Hussein in Iraq, the United States, Britain, and France are united in launching missiles against Libya's air defenses in order to establish a no-fly zone. Hopefully this will shut Moammar Gaddafi up, and allow the rebellion to flourish. I pray for the people of Libya. Gaddafi needs to go.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-43852871422093968642011-03-19T15:31:00.000-07:002011-03-19T15:34:37.967-07:00Life Is What Happens While You're Making Other PlansI have been told by a dear friend that she has to have a breast biopsy next week. I'm praying for her. I don't want to lose her. She means the world to me.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-4509019077015470102011-03-11T16:16:00.000-08:002011-03-19T16:19:18.002-07:00EarthquakeGod help the Japanese.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-52329732833330741372010-06-08T14:26:00.000-07:002010-06-08T14:27:52.704-07:00LostI feel like I've just got back from that island. More to come.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-90786076628934976072009-09-19T20:28:00.000-07:002009-09-19T20:33:48.135-07:00ACORN Doesn't Fall Far From The White House TreeCould the corrupt child molester/hooker enablers at ACORN bring down Obama & Company? The next few weeks are going to be <em>very interesting...</em>No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-88936875072888819382009-09-02T09:07:00.000-07:002009-09-02T09:32:27.347-07:00Can't Go Home AgainI am writing this from a Starbucks on Harbor Blvd. in Anaheim, California, just down the street from Disneyland. No, I'm not here to see Mickey and Minnie, just tagging along with my brother on a business trip. The last few weeks have been a blur of emotion and necessity. I flew to Maine for my Mom's graveside service in Orrington, where my family lived before we moved to Bangor, and then Arizona. She was laid to rest alongside my Dad. My brother and two sisters also accompanied me. We buried Mom's ashes and then went to our longtime next-door neighbors, the Haskells, for a get-together thoughtfully arranged by Mrs. Haskell. It was nice to see old friends that I grew up with; they're practically like family. Unfortunately, other friends in Bangor disappointed me. They have not abandoned their old ways vis a vis drug use and partying. I am not judging them; God forbid, I've had enough of my own problems in that regard. It's just that I care about them and it's sad to see them in a downward spiral that will only end badly. Pot has given way to pills. Vicodin is now the drug of choice, along with other powerful painkillers. I was never into these kinds of things. Opiates are just too hard to kick, and they just didn't appeal to me. This stuff is hardcore. I'm afraid for my old pals.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-57383429977318600022009-07-21T13:24:00.000-07:002009-07-21T13:28:45.844-07:00MomMy mother, Lucy, had a massive stroke and passed away on Saturday. She was 84 and lived a full, fantastic life. She was the best mother anyone could want. Mother, I miss you already. I know you are in Heaven now with Dad.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-69873751468858167652009-07-07T14:00:00.000-07:002009-07-07T19:18:34.245-07:00Cap and ChokeI have never been as afraid for the future of this country as I am now. We as a nation had better rise up against this one. The upcoming vote in the Senate for Green Cap and Trade legislation (the House has already passed it) could mean the end of freedom of choice in this country. Obama and the libs want to tax you silly, all in the name of "global warming." Oh, and the White House is trying to suppress word that the EPA has covered up evidence that carbon dioxide is NOT the threat to the environment that the lefties want you to believe. This is all about control of YOUR FREEDOM AND YOUR MONEY. If this goes through, just wait 'til you see your electric bill in a couple of years. Plus, the Obamaites are now floating the ideas of <span style="font-style: italic;">another stimulus! </span>and <span style="font-style: italic;">immigration reform... </span>hmmm, guess the illegals would make a lovely liberal voting block for 2012! And there's more! As an added bonus, under future Green legislation, you may not be able to set YOUR temperature in YOUR house to the level of YOUR comfort. Sounds like socialism to me! And with all the lost jobs from businesses being soaked by all this hoohah you can kiss any economic recovery goodbye. Call the Capitol at (202) 224-3121, and tell 'em what you think. Before it's too late...No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-19428498256031940992009-07-07T13:54:00.000-07:002009-07-07T14:00:45.788-07:00Sarah PalinJust because I lean right doesn't mean I like everybody who is GOP. Take Sarah Palin. Please, take her away. I hope her resignation as Governor of Alaska means we won't have to listen to her whine anymore about the pressures of being thrust into the limelight and what it has done to her and her family. Some people are not meant for greater things, and it's lucky we found out about ol' Sarah before she was a heartbeat away from the Presidency. I never cared for her. I think she is a phony with all that "you betcha" talk. You betcha I'm glad she's gone, at least for now.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-52891064207701457442009-07-07T13:46:00.000-07:002009-07-07T13:54:50.942-07:00Health UpdateI'm at the age where I have to be more conscious of my body. Yesterday, with the recent death of Farrah Fawcett from anal cancer fresh on my mind, I went into the hospital as an outpatient to have a colonoscopy performed. This procedure looks for signs of anal and/or colorectal cancer and any other maladies associated with that area. I was nervous, both about the procedure, and about the outcome. Well, I needn't have been! I was sedated and don't remember anything about the time it was done. And, they gave me a clean bill of health (as far as my colon is concerned). If you are fifty or over, or have any unusual symptoms associated with that region, please get a colonoscopy. It could save your life!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-48506603458909486192009-07-04T14:24:00.000-07:002009-07-04T15:00:22.253-07:00The Twilight's Last Gleaming?Here on this, our nation's Independence Day, I want to voice my opinion about the state of this great country. I have not said much since Obama was elected, in order to be fair and give him some time to try to solve some of our many problems. Well, so far it doesn't look good. Even lifelong lefty Helen Thomas is livid about the White House press corps being fed questions in advance in order to try to control the news about Obama and company. Unemployment continues to increase. It's now up to almost ten percent. The housing market is still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Credit reform is a joke. Corporations are being seized and nationalized in an unprecendented manner. And don't get me started about the deficit. We are selling out this country! Is all the money spent really doing any good? Trillions spent already; and much more to come if Obama gets his way with national health care. Most of us don't want it, but like much during this first six months of King Barrack's reign, we're going to get it regardless now that Al Franken has been declared the senate winner in Minnesota. The already insufferable Democrats now have a filibuster-proof majority in Congress. God help us. I don't want to live in a socialist country.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-14216337811423985842009-06-25T19:54:00.000-07:002009-06-25T20:04:42.126-07:00Farrah and MichaelHoly Shit. Two icons of my generation gone in one day. Farrah Fawcett was only 62, and her death was not surprising because we all knew about the cancer and how bad it was. But Michael Jackson? Even though he was obviously frail and had known health issues, it was still a shock to hear of his death at age 50. I am thinking more and more about my own eventual demise someday. It will happen to all of us, regardless of fame, fortune or stature. Death- the great equalizer...No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-19192536103446263162009-04-18T13:57:00.000-07:002009-04-18T14:01:30.295-07:00Blogger Fatigue<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMeUK0ps4FZqr1jAUcae571ZlUjHDma9l2JOIxyJehrDUtoC2EQRLfa-IKvjpMom3NXpGwXN7NdqOzc30OkV7XMDcz2Y_oapSLi92b_7d84QPsk9HUL0SJQ75icn0u9O6aqPfzg/s1600-h/dr+smith.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326139433372078434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMeUK0ps4FZqr1jAUcae571ZlUjHDma9l2JOIxyJehrDUtoC2EQRLfa-IKvjpMom3NXpGwXN7NdqOzc30OkV7XMDcz2Y_oapSLi92b_7d84QPsk9HUL0SJQ75icn0u9O6aqPfzg/s400/dr+smith.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I haven't written anything in months... Haven't felt like pontificating on all the sundry bullshit going on. Silly Obama is going to bury us all. Silly silly. We're all doomed. Oh the pain the pain.</div>No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-56246119875125227782009-02-26T13:45:00.000-08:002009-02-26T13:48:51.455-08:00Spend(Sung to the tune of <span style="font-style: italic;">Monty Python's Spam) </span>Spend, spend spend spend spend spend spend spend...lovely spending, wonderful spending! The Democrats are on the loose while the rest of us have to cut back. <span style="font-style: italic;">JUST LOVELY!!!!!!</span>No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-81770260754303319012009-02-06T19:14:00.000-08:002009-02-06T20:09:07.067-08:00OINK OINKWell, well. Obama finally has his stimulus bill. He pretty much rammed it down our collective throats. Most of the public didn't want this. We didn't want it when Bush pushed it last year. So far it hasn't worked. It seems most of the money has gone to CEO perks and company trips to sunny climates. Oh, the latest bill was cut down a bit, but is still outrageous at some 780 billion of <span style="font-style: italic;">our money,</span> which will eventually come due. New total we owe: 2 <span style="font-style: italic;">trillion dollars.</span> Holy shit. So much for bipartisanship, which was promised by our President when he ran for office. So much for the future of this country. So much for "hope, instead of fear." Fear was the main tactic to get this porkfest passed so fast. No help to relieve the mortgage crisis in this bill. Some tax cuts, but mostly just more Democratic pork. Just more BULLSHIT. It's not even a Republican or Democrat thing anymore. Both parties are guilty. <span style="font-style: italic;">It's just politics as usual.</span> We are being sold out. Socialism is coming. Better get ready. You wanted it, America, and now you got it. Happy? Let's see how we feel in a few months. God, I pray this works. But I have a bad feeling. A <span style="font-style: italic;">really bad feeling. </span><span><br /></span>No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-9525233335790709862009-02-01T19:45:00.000-08:002009-02-01T19:59:42.792-08:00Cards Still WinnersWhat a Super Bowl! It was supposed to be a boring routine Steelers blowout. Surprise! The Arizona Cardinals proved they can play with the big boys by staging the biggest point comeback in Super Bowl history. The previous record was ten points. The Cards gave the Pittsburgh Steelers a helluva time up until the end. The final score: Steelers 27, Cardinals 23. Turnovers, penalty flags galore, and plenty of nail biting on both sides. Kurt Warner and company have nothing to be ashamed of. I should think Pittsburgh fans have a newfound respect for our boys in red and white. I am so proud of their Rocky-like rise to real contention in the biggest game in football. With what the Cardinals have built this season, WAIT 'TIL NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-19687884392662011022009-01-19T12:47:00.000-08:002009-01-19T12:53:43.853-08:00UnderdogsYesterday the formerly lowly Arizona Cardinals did the <span style="font-style: italic;">Rocky</span> thing and showed all the naysayers how it's done, winning the NFC Championship over the Philadelphia Eagles. Yes, the Cards are SUPER BOWL BOUND! Holy shit. And tomorrow, Barack Hussein Obama will be inaugurated as the first Black President of the United States. I never thought these two events would happen in my lifetime. Especially at the same time!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-27891127371154233542009-01-08T12:42:00.000-08:002009-01-08T13:14:57.027-08:00The Evil SandraShe calls me right before Christmas. <span style="font-style: italic;">After four months of silence.</span> Says she is bored and wonders what I have been up to. I shoulda hung up. But I didn't. Instead, stupid me bought another ticket to ride the crazy train of Sandra. Ozzy, why didn't I listen to you? So, we went out a couple times. First time, fine. Even exchanged Christmas gifts. I started letting my guard down, just a little. Maybe she changed in the last few months. I believe in giving people a second chance. Or maybe I'm desperate for company. Whatever. Second time, OE! The bitch turned psycho again. She told me she was going to pay for my movie, then abruptly changed her mind and said her passes were for her and her daughter. <span style="font-style: italic;">Spooky!</span> OK. I shoulda left her and her evil spawn at the theater. <span style="font-style: italic;">But noooo...</span> I signed up for the extended mindfuck. We went to get something to eat before the flick. <span style="font-style: italic;">The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, </span>if you give a shit. Three hours of torture. Not the movie. Having to sit through the movie mad. Brad Pitt was actually good. Anyway, back to the story. We go to <span style="font-style: italic;">Cheeburger Cheeburger</span> at Tempe Marketplace and split a Cheeburger and fries. Evil spawn has her own grub. Skinny kid doesn't eat much anyway, unlike her fat mom. I slap a ten on the counter and ask Sandroid if that is OK. She says yes. Actually, it was MORE than enough for my half. But it gets better. Sandy (she hates being called that) asks me if I have enough for a tip. She could've covered it with her debit card, <span style="font-style: italic;">but noooo.</span> I slap another five down. She says she'll pay me back when she changes the ten I already gave her. The bill was 22 bucks. That included her kid's food. Fine. We go to the movie. Sandy baby wants me to get her a drink. She hands me the ten. I say sure, I'll just take the five she owes me from the change. She looks at me with <span style="font-style: italic;">that look.</span> That look that says "what the fuck do you mean?" She then says, "but I just spent 22 dollars on dinner!" Jesus Christ. My stomach turned and I almost felt sick. I replied "if it's that important to you, keep the money!" And she did. I sat through the whole movie wishing I were somewhere else, ANYWHERE ELSE but with this cheap, psycho fuck. She manipulated me into paying 15 bucks for that fucking meal, and she laid out seven and change. She made me pay for my own movie ticket, after offering to take me out. What a pro. And I wasn't even getting laid. Finally, the <span style="font-style: italic;">loooong </span>movie ended. I drove chubby Sandroid and her pencil-thin progeny home in still stunned silence. We haven't spoken since. I can't wait for her to call. NOT!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-85070606356577598362009-01-08T12:38:00.000-08:002009-01-08T12:42:43.089-08:002009All righty then. Time for more new year's crapola. Now my cardiologist sez I have the early stages of heart disease, and in addition to the 435 medications I already take, I get to take <span style="font-style: italic;">some more!</span> WHEEEEE!!!! I am going to lose a shitload of weight this year. I want off the medication merry-go-round!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-10667583032920337432008-12-30T12:19:00.000-08:002008-12-30T12:24:21.201-08:002008What a year. I lost two friends (well, I thought they were friends, but...) , got clean <span style="font-style: italic;">again</span>, and the day after Christmas my brother-in-law, Harold, had a heart attack. He was told he would have died over the weekend had he not sought medical attention. Yesterday he had quadruple-bypass surgery, and is expected to recover fully. Thank God. Here's to 2009!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-5193284135928397612008-12-08T18:41:00.000-08:002008-12-08T18:46:18.689-08:00John LennonOne of the greatest singer/songwriters of all time, one of the founding members of the greatest musical group in modern times and probably ever, died this day in 1980. He was, of course, John Winston Lennon. The group was The Beatles. If you are young and don't know the tragic story, John was shot by a crazy lunatic. I will not mention his name. He has enough infamy already. I miss you, John. The whole world misses you. All John said was, "give peace a chance." Now he rests in peace.No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-46877666044647369082008-12-05T18:00:00.000-08:002008-12-05T18:07:56.003-08:00OJ Goes Away<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtxiSJqTu1bkYsSa9jABU0FeqoCGi37veHmyumke15M0Z6HfxnoDr4NFJoL2DxjPwwIUK5BmQA0JV4BTRKZWRjx0NIr6Txn6vQRFGsxAAHqbTligjuuw5wmqSH5fXDpBQGDukOhQ/s1600-h/1-ws-sidecar-simpson-60jc120508.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276492992643954722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 60px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtxiSJqTu1bkYsSa9jABU0FeqoCGi37veHmyumke15M0Z6HfxnoDr4NFJoL2DxjPwwIUK5BmQA0JV4BTRKZWRjx0NIr6Txn6vQRFGsxAAHqbTligjuuw5wmqSH5fXDpBQGDukOhQ/s400/1-ws-sidecar-simpson-60jc120508.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>OJ is finally screwed. He got away with murder 14 years ago and now Karma has taken a big bite outta his ass. He was sentenced to fifteen years to life today for his role in the memorabilia robbery and kidnapping in Las Vegas. He will be seventy years old before he is eligible for parole. No more golf for you, OJ! Not for a <em>very long time, if ever...</em></div>No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9781891.post-14944480062996723652008-12-04T06:22:00.000-08:002008-12-04T06:25:04.047-08:00Happy Birthday, Ozzy!I know it was yesterday, but better late... The Prince of Darkness, the one, the only, the great former Black Sabbath frontman turned 60 Wednesday. I love his wife, too. Shar-ONNNNNNN!!!!!!No BShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17109903754997795771noreply@blogger.com0