<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979</id><updated>2012-01-19T09:07:27.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissing On Flowers</title><subtitle type='html'>Bringing to light, ideas and hope to a nation not trying hard enough to pull its head out of its ass. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1638679800402187910</id><published>2011-08-02T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:15:06.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear is a 4 letter word.</title><content type='html'>Im tired, tired of political retoric, tired of hearing things are going to be better or having analyst scaring the shit out of us on all the news shows, Im tired. We as a people can get involved in our "important" causes and convince ourselves our fight is the "just" fight. We do everything BUT fight the real cause of our dilemma, ourselves. We voted for the idiots in Washington D.C. we consume on a apocalyptic level, we, us. You want change? I mean real change? take a look in the mirror and start from there. We as people are easily convinced of anything once those in charge have figured out what scares us most. Erase your fear and think for yourselves its our only real hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1638679800402187910?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1638679800402187910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1638679800402187910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1638679800402187910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1638679800402187910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2011/08/fear-is-4-letter-word.html' title='Fear is a 4 letter word.'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1602941322977248831</id><published>2010-07-31T08:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:43:28.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Black and White Cookie.</title><content type='html'>Over the last couple of weeks events concerning the Shirley Sherrod incident have really got my bald head in a shine. Racism has existed since the beginning of mankind, is it justified? Not in any instance i can think of. Will it continue to exist? yes. I believe we as human beings have a natural resistance to anything that is different from us, we judge people and object based on perception whether taught or to us or learned on our own. Im not saying anything profound here by the way. Im speaking from my experience, I grew up in a house where my father was not too fond of black people and some of my friends were black growing up but hey were school friends. We even had neighbors who were black that we went to school with and my father was furious that my sisters and I invited them over to play.  In 1975 my father was shot and wounded by a black man (the odds of him being another color in a black community were slim indeed) who attempted to rob him at his place of business. He ended up killing this man himself in the return fire. My father own his business in a deep part of Detroit, that predominately was populated by blacks who also happened to be poor by most standards. He dealt with petty theft and numerous other accounts that he deemed "a problem with that race". He referred to them in general, as thieves. Three decades later he was shot and killed in California from someone trying to rob him in his place of business. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father felt he spoke about black people from experience, and in some strange way he might have been right about a few things, but he never took into account of all the black customers who didn't try to take from him and were friendly and kind.I know this because working with my father as a young boy that's ALL I ever saw.I was conflicted about race as a youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Civil Rights Movement gave many minorities hope 30 years ago and important man( we all know who he is :)sacrificed everything to speak out for his culture and demand what the rest of us take for granted most of the time. Today I feel Mr. King and those who hoped to dream would be ashamed of what has transpired. Racism is alive and well, but concealed, and both sides have found ways to use it to their advantage. Im sure most have heard the silly phrase" God helps those who help themselves." I believe we just have to help ourselves. Minorities have gotten used to Government assistance and it seems they have lost a drive to pursue a better life for themselves even IF society keeps putting up walls. I don't think Mr. King would quit, would you? Many in the black community perpetuate the myth about their culture and Im sure that does not help them in any way. I feel the black community will continue to suffer from their own misgivings as much as the "have and have-nots" battle in their cause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel most of the black community's dreams seem to be lost in material objects giving them prestige in their communities but nothing beyond that. I feel whites and many immigrants as well, have those dreams too, but also look beyond those for something more (that silly American Dream, whatever that is now.) I wish the black community would act on the goals and hopes that Mr. King wanted for his people but I just don't ever see that happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted for the current President because I believed what he was preaching (im an idiot) not because he was black, which I'm sure the black community voted for him just because he was(another folly). President Obama is showing he is the same old politician that I was hoping he wouldn't be whether he was white, black, blue, yellow, or green. Racism is here to stay. Though it finds ways to hide, it will always be there. The black community find ways to use it for any slight and the white community finds ways to conceal fears not matter if its justified or not. Good luck America. Good luck mankind. The Neanderthals could't stop Cro-magnon man. Inequality cannot stop those who must have it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1602941322977248831?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1602941322977248831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1602941322977248831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1602941322977248831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1602941322977248831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2010/07/bitter-black-and-white-cookie.html' title='Bitter Black and White Cookie.'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6162041901577157809</id><published>2010-05-10T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:27:09.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What just happened?</title><content type='html'>The no smoking law was put into effect a week ago. I can't say that I'm too happy about it for a few reasons, but before I continue, I would just state for the record i am not a smoker. I was never a fan of smelling like a pack of KOOLS after  I went out on a Friday night, nor did I like having my clothes smell like that either( because I hated doing laundry and liked to wear my shirts back to back. what guy never did that?). Now that this law is in effect im seeing some real drawbacks: 1. Now, every mother on earth wants to take their kids to the local hole in the wall for a burger. I love kids, I really do, but they do not belong in bar nor do I want to hear MOMMY!! I gotta POOP! when I'm watching a game or what not. 2. The menus at my favorite holes in the wall are starting to look like RED ROBINS(I miss that cruddy piece of parchment paper that had beer stains on it). 3. The menus are changing too, not happy about that either. 4. I cant drop an F-bomb when I want because Jr. didn't have his "earmuffs" on. Tripping over strollers should be at Applebees(BTW they have a bar in there too, go figure.) Leave a place for us adults, the reason these types of places exist is because adults need to get out too. Im glad i don't have to inhale that crap but it might be costing me more in piece of mind than in health. Yes, parents shouldn't be taking their kids in place like that anyway smoking or not, but leave us grown ups something! Drinking alcohol is harmful to others if a drunk gets in his car and the risk is immediate, but that's another argument for another time. I just dont like Law being passed because soccer moms want to take their kids back to a place where they might have been conceived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6162041901577157809?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6162041901577157809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6162041901577157809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6162041901577157809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6162041901577157809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-smoking-law-was-put-into-effect-week.html' title='What just happened?'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2741637442895503730</id><published>2009-12-01T19:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:32:14.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We, who love the lights, salute you!</title><content type='html'>These are dark times my friends, a time when we have to watch every penny and sew the the holes in our socks. Worrying about our future plans and hoping our jobs did not disappear like a fart in the wind is another reminder of our nations current state, so I would like to take a moment and solute my amazing wife. She lives with an old grump, especially during the holidays, she puts up with my eccentric behavior, my constant worrying about school and my STILL jobless situation. She always has to remind me to pick up my clothes (though I might be winning that battle LOL)take care of my dishes( i might be winning that one too)or having to remind me of promises I made to her long ago. In spite of all her worrying  and her constant mental battle to put up with me, she throws it all out the window com X-mas time. Because of her, WE are the only ones on our street who have a decorated front yard of X-mas lights. Year after year she has to drag my grumpy ass out to get all the stuff to witness her "Griswald"-like giddyness of puttin' up the lights, and it starts in the end of summer with the mental planning! From ear to ear that grin of hers while she is unwrapping cords of lights gets me chuckling every time i see her. Her Christmas spirit is untouchable even in the face of all my sarcasim, so lets raise a glass to the one AND ONLY, "Ray of Light" on Helen Street. Hip Hip Hooray sweetie, I love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2741637442895503730?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2741637442895503730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2741637442895503730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2741637442895503730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2741637442895503730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-who-love-lights-salute-you.html' title='We, who love the lights, salute you!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-329740976133010935</id><published>2009-11-25T22:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:22:49.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' high on the COCO BEAN!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been pretty lazy with this here so called blog but not because i have nothing to say, I just don't know what to say that most, ok, the three people who have ever read my blog, don't already feel anyway, but I'll try. I recently went to Frankenmuth, MI or some might say "Little Bavaria," whatever the hell that means to people who have never been to Bavaria anyway, and it was my first time ever to this strange and seemingly very brown and tan town. Endless signs made of wood hung from storefront windows trying to sell you sausage, cheese or pounds of fudge for as much as the sucker, who thinks he is in Bavaria, will pay. My wife and I were sucked in to a candy store with an urge to get high on the exotic "Bavarian" chocolate they had to offer. Upon entering the squeaky wooden floored facility we were greeted by a haunting looking old man made of some unknown material holding a  tray filled with real "Bavarian" peanut brittle. I took some and so did my wife and immediately were driven mad with the desire to purchase their products of homemade goods "Bavarian" style. Gorging ourselves on chocolate covered marshmallows and pretzel sticks that would have driven Willy Wonka insane, I was immediately hooked on getting as much fudge as 20 bucks would by me (I don't even like fudge!). Like two crack addict whores who felt we didnt get enough for our money, we left with 3 types of "product" and a peculiar desire to come back at a later date( because we forgot the camera) and repeat the terrible process all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ive never had a desire to go to Frankenmuth before and after seeing this bizarre brown and tan town that looked like a cheap version of a cheap version of a medieval village( Excalibur hotel anyone?) I cant say I would want to go back on my own.....like EVER! I did however imagine it as an abandoned tourist attraction sometime in the far distant future that maybe the Road Warrior would have to fight his way out of against some mad 10th generation Lutheran German savages wearing wooden clogs, carrying machine guns, and blazing away! Ill have to pitch that at my next meeting with a Hollywood producer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-329740976133010935?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/329740976133010935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=329740976133010935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/329740976133010935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/329740976133010935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/11/gettin-high-on-coco-bean.html' title='Gettin&apos; high on the COCO BEAN!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6080722976926779316</id><published>2009-08-20T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:37:23.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>do not pass GO!</title><content type='html'>Recent events have led me to say something, again, about how much we Americans stick our heads in our asses. 2 women were in North Korea( Americas new Russia) investigating an illegal prostitution ring(that has been going on for decades) that involves the selling of women and young girls to those willing to pay a high price. Its a terrible act that definitely needs to come to an end, but one that doesn't need two nosey reporter wanna be's that don't know jack shit about what they are doing. So in their obvious ignorance they were caught and held captive for X amount of days until one of the amateurs sisters' who happens to be Lisa Ling, comes a' cryin'. She is what they call an investigative reporter( whatever) her pleas are finally met with an astounding appearance of Mr Clinton himself coming to the rescue. Gee, I hope he comes when i do something totally stupid too when i am the first Chaldean-American reporter who decides to investigate some terrible crime and expose a country to the world who is doing nothing about it themselves and then expect to be treated with open arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This now leads me to our recent news of 3 American hikers who (oh my gosh!) are walking through the Iraqi mountains and wander into Iran without permission and are taking into custody. On GMA their relatives and spouses are pleading to anyone who will listen(Mr. Clinton)to help in their safe return. One relative said sobbing," there wasn't even any signs that said " you are now in Iran," apparently she has been living in a closed and sealed room for the last 50 years or so. After all the world has been through with the U.S. fucking around in other countries affairs, all the patriot acts, and civil rights violations, do we really need to be hiking around the middle east?&lt;br /&gt;these are clearly idiotic people who feel they have a right to go where ever they want without any concern for reason or practical thought. I truly hope they learn the language there because we don't need those braniacs back here in the U.S of A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6080722976926779316?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6080722976926779316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6080722976926779316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6080722976926779316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6080722976926779316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-not-pass-go.html' title='do not pass GO!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1151543923689653890</id><published>2009-06-30T10:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:46:37.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to PJ</title><content type='html'>Is there just one band that, when news of a new album is coming out, seems to get you motor running? Im sure that the few who read this often non-updated blog have some sort of musical inspiration during their daily routine. Music has played a big part of life, not so much since i have been married, though it is always in my head through out the day. Pearl Jam, a band that hooked me the day i heard them 16 years ago, is coming out with a new record in September. Not since the days as a kid listening to the Beatles, Elvis and Johnny Cash, has a band moved me so much, especially in my adult life. I used to be in band( well, by accident anyway, i guess i can sing O.K.) we wrote our own songs and jammed in my friends' basement for years, played live a few times at parties, even released a couple of CD's. I don't wish for those day to return, though I loved recording the music and creating it as well. On a side note I owe a lot to my friend Jeff Ledbetter for showing me a road that i never knew existed in myself. Pearl Jam was the band that really made me feel connected to something in my own world, yeah, the Beatles got me hooked on the melodies and Cash intrigued me with his dark songs, but i never really felt connected to them in such a way. Pearl Jam inspired me to express myself in ways i never thought i could, whether it be writing or even singing or creating my own sounds. I cant express the exhilaration I feel when I hear a favorite song on the radio or cd, Pearl Jam made me hear music of all kinds in a whole other light and I thank them for that. Forcing one to grow with a band as they produce new albums is a very rare thing in Rock n Roll and I wish more bands were able to do that as well, but thats what separates Pearl Jam from the rest i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1151543923689653890?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1151543923689653890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1151543923689653890&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1151543923689653890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1151543923689653890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-pj.html' title='Ode to PJ'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8666667686165778989</id><published>2009-05-27T20:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:39:23.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Whale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/Sh3dB6RO3rI/AAAAAAAAABA/U1m_RufxDSc/s1600-h/snoek+verhuur+partijen+bruiloft.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/Sh3dB6RO3rI/AAAAAAAAABA/U1m_RufxDSc/s320/snoek+verhuur+partijen+bruiloft.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340667758022418098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Growing up in my household wasn't always easy, but one thing for sure, it was never boring. For most of my childhood i spent with my dad he would take me on some pretty crazy trips throughout MI but my favorite times were going car shopping. My father loved to look at unique cars and sometimes he would even purchase them on occasion. One of my best memories growing up was driving around the state looking at cars he might be interested in. There was one in particular that has been burned in my mind since the day i saw it, its unique features and shape have changed how I view American cars since i was ten. The Citroen DS was the one car, in my mind that my dad let get away. he would go the rest of his life never owning one and that saying a lot considering all the cars we owned growing up( we never owned a new car, but the cars we did have, nobody had even heard of them in our neighborhood). All my life that car my dad and i saw for sale at a farm in Ann Arbor of all places, has haunted me since. As an adult my father and I never saw eye to eye again, he moved away to California and was murdered there 10 years later. I never got to purchase that car either we saw so long ago, I wanted to and still do, I guess,to seek out that "White Whale", so here is a promise pops, when i return to the working world and before i die of old age or grumpiness, that car will be mine! buahhahhahah! take a look at my all time favorite and be astounded!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8666667686165778989?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8666667686165778989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8666667686165778989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8666667686165778989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8666667686165778989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/white-whale.html' title='The White Whale'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/Sh3dB6RO3rI/AAAAAAAAABA/U1m_RufxDSc/s72-c/snoek+verhuur+partijen+bruiloft.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-3660766281424831630</id><published>2009-04-26T11:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:03:16.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy becomes too real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/SfSEX3V99HI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hMRz21jxH60/s1600-h/S5001067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/SfSEX3V99HI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hMRz21jxH60/s320/S5001067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329029804614087794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/SfSEX1MJHjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r3490rta3Uc/s1600-h/S5001068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/SfSEX1MJHjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r3490rta3Uc/s320/S5001068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329029804036005426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ive been laid off work, Ive had some extra time to focus on my hobbies, one of which is called Warhammer, a strategy game involving waring armies in a fantasy world made up of several different races. For those who dont know about this game, Ask MURF on her Blog site, I dont have the energy to describe anymore :)~. Anyhoo, my geekfests on Friday nights have slowed down to a snails crawl. however I was able to convince a certain pal of mine to engage in a little foray, but he doesn't play very nice so i had to cut the game short , but not before I took this picture in case he disputed his unsportsmanlike like conduct to anybody in case I cried foul to someone else about our game. Take a look and judge for yourself as to whether or not he deserves a second chance( friggin cheater!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-3660766281424831630?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3660766281424831630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=3660766281424831630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3660766281424831630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3660766281424831630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-ive-been-laid-off-work-ive-had.html' title='Fantasy becomes too real!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/SfSEX3V99HI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hMRz21jxH60/s72-c/S5001067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-489979689440092760</id><published>2009-04-26T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:00:25.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Briarwood Bazaar</title><content type='html'>I was recently at the mall with my wife, which is a rare occasion in itself. She needed to get a few things for her upcoming trip, as we wandered through the staring eyes of the Sears employees looking for "fresh meat" we finally reach the central nervous system of the huge soccer mom behemoth. As we walked down the main strip we were bombarded with a mecca of foreign salesmen straying outside their kiosks trying to get you to buy their plastic helicopters, bad perfume, pencil drawings of famous movie actors in their roles they made famous, leather fringed hand bags, cell phone covers, sparkly necklaces, and shiny belt buckles. Being of half Middle Eastern heritage,it reminds me of my father and his joy for the American flea markets we used to ALWAYS attended every Sunday. Now Ive always wanted to visit Cairo, its huge bazaars up and down its streets, but why fly thousands of miles when I can go 5 or so miles down the road and see Cairo just outside the JC Penny entrance in the mall? My wife, and even myself, hate it when they approach you like some maniac trying to get you to buy their product. Maybe if they weren't wearing their god awful cologne, or dressed like Yanni, I could at least get close enough to say F-off! I am the son of an immigrant, the son of man who enjoyed some of things that reminded him of home or his youth. I can understand someone like my father who might have thought about checking out that shitty plastic helicopter. I just hate to think that's where this society is headed. Sure, I like a good deal as much as the next guy, but geez!, keep Egypt in Egypt, keep Iraq in Iraq, India in India, give us a taste of what is wonderful about those cultures and not what they think is a money maker there and shove it up my nose when I'm just trying to get to Brookstone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-489979689440092760?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/489979689440092760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=489979689440092760&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/489979689440092760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/489979689440092760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-recently-at-mall-with-my-wife.html' title='The Briarwood Bazaar'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-7655477100230828065</id><published>2009-04-24T08:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:37:19.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Facebook!</title><content type='html'>I joined Facebook a few months ago, not because I need to be in contact every chance i get with the few people I know, but to keep in touch with my nephews down in Tenn. Ive gotten all the "people you may know notifications"  and Ive said my hellos, after the "friend invite" and I am know, after 5 months or so, bombarded with everybody's information about everything. Now i admit Ive done my share of Top 5 Things( I'm a list guy anyway, I love making those lists, good conversation piece if you talk to OTHER people who like to do lists, otherwise, its a waste of time). My nephews are at the age where being over 17 isn't cool and they don't really need Old uncle Alex buggin' them when he sees them online ( im gettin' old). 30 plus friends later im stuck in a world where all this crap is on my home page and i cant escape. How did this happen? Ill tell you, just to say hello to someone on the web when you see them online is a nice convenience, someone who lives out of state can keep in touch with you and there is a connection to up to date info, I have no problem with that. The ones you talk to day in and day out in person don't need to keep sending messages back and forth on random B.S. period, I'm a little slow I guess but Ive just realized it is just one big "Peanut Gallery" there is always that one person..or two..who just have to comment on everything and anything you have to say, I cannot STAND those people..oh well.. I'm going to go back on "Buttinginoneverybodysbusinessbook" and update my status, I need to see if i can comment on every friggin photo that "friends" put up there, and to say hello to my nephews LOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-7655477100230828065?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7655477100230828065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=7655477100230828065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7655477100230828065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7655477100230828065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-your-facebook.html' title='In Your Facebook!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-3087400046603628016</id><published>2009-04-16T10:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:38:14.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Jobs, No Jobs, and Hose Jobs</title><content type='html'>Well, 6 months have past and there has been a lot of things happening. There is a new President, which I'm not so sure I am that happy about yet, but at least the old one is finally gone. I am wrapping up my first year of college, and I am still unemployed(crap) The Big 3 will soon be no more, Wall street should have been, and we are STILL in Iraq for reasons unknown. My wife and I joined a neighborhood association, which at first seemed kinda fun, but has now turned into a bitch fest( that's what happens when you let other people play in your group.) I am growing tired of the hearing the news on a daily basis, but Ive found it interesting to hear about our recent recession when a lot of America has already been in for quite some time. There is nothing new for them when a big chunk of this country lives check to check every month anyway. I know I am not saying anything new but I haven't heard any of this on the news at all. I want to see lines of wall street bankers lined up outside the unemployment office each Monday morning, I want to see a f---ing car made in America that gets 30plus miles to a gallon in the city. Why must middle America drive cars they don't need? Why are we allowing GM, Ford and that other crappy car company( Chrysler) to force feed us cars that are not practical? I want to see less strip malls and Wal-Mart's. I want less commercials on my TV about I-Phones! and more about solutions to problems, not just PROBLEMS! I want no tax payer money wasted on one American captain held hostage for 5days( just wipe out the life boat, problem solved) How in the hell do a handful of(4 or 5)piss poor shumcks armed with guns take over a that ship anyway? let the shipping companies handle their mess. America is just a punching bag for 3rd world countries armed with blow guns to pollute our airwaves! Why dont we just start over from the beginning? Does this sound familiar? lets pour all the imported goods, with US labels mind you, into the Boston Harbor gather all the gun owning citizens on bunker hill and start laying out the NEW PLAN! NEW PLAN you say? yes, American companies build their products here, foreign companies build their products there, fair tariff trade, bad products disposed of properly, no foreign ownership of American institutions and vice versa. You want citizenship? go through the proper channels, takes too long and you don't want to wait? stay where you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Home ownership, every American should have a place to live, a secure job and a retirement plan whether, their company has one for them or they need to make one on their own. Cut the Battle of the Jone's , its not worth losing a home over. Got a phone? a computer? or other communication device? good, but what we don't need is 50gazillion ways to communicate over the same device( a real pet peeve of mine, for the record) :)  A full time job in this country should be able to give you a place to live and affordable transportation( no Escalades!) Solutions are there folks, have the courage to give up those things that just feed the Ego and worry about feeding your kids, and getting them the education they deserve, we then will have a future that does not repeat itself. Other than the above, its been a pretty quiet 6 months :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-3087400046603628016?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3087400046603628016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=3087400046603628016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3087400046603628016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3087400046603628016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-6-months-have-past-and-there-has.html' title='Big Jobs, No Jobs, and Hose Jobs'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-7898574363837115528</id><published>2008-10-23T18:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:44:33.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and the Idol with the most votes is.......</title><content type='html'>Well, Nov 4th is just around the corner and I can't wait until this whole mess is over with, my wife is even tired of listening to all the political bullshit, and that saying alot ! Would someone also shoot Joe the Plumber ? there isn't a larger example of an American idiot. He isn't even a liscensed plumber for fuck sake !!. Yeah, I wouldnt want to be punished for making alot of money either but those rich S.O.B's can bear the brunt for a while. I just want somebody in the office to give a shit for real this time.. just once, so I can die with at least one elected unselfish bastard that tried to make a difference in this world, thats not so much to ask is it ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-7898574363837115528?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7898574363837115528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=7898574363837115528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7898574363837115528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7898574363837115528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-nov-4th-is-just-around-corner-and.html' title='and the Idol with the most votes is.......'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4109170649990280002</id><published>2008-10-14T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:04:27.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Religulastic !</title><content type='html'>I've just returned from seeing Religulous, damn near amazing! The film sums up everything in one definition. "Religion: The sale and promotion of and invisible object." Why so many people on this planet choose to behave in such a way, and not be committed to an asylum, is beyond my comprehension. Also, while I brought asylum up, if so many are in there for hearing "voices" why are they not allowed out to rum amuck like the rest of the "believers" out there? If a man said he was told by GOD to sacrifice his son and did so in the 21st century, would he not go to jail? Why do people need to attend church to hear someone else preach to them what is already  in the bible? Can't they just read it at home if they have one and get the same info? I could go on, but I'd be preaching, and GOD KNOWS, I don't want to be accused of that LOL...Layta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4109170649990280002?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4109170649990280002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4109170649990280002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4109170649990280002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4109170649990280002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/religulastic.html' title='Religulastic !'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4940191667044140865</id><published>2008-09-29T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:18:04.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why isn't GOD on a milk carton ?</title><content type='html'>I am eagerly awaiting the release of the documentary Religulous, it poses the question, are we that idiotic to believe in a man up in the sky listening to every word that every person says on the planet? Oooh, I can't wait to hear what the movie has to say. I have never been one to believe in such ridiculous behavior but I do have some friends who are "believers" but have yet to really provide any evidence to support their stance. Its not that an big issue with me to be honest other than the fact that our government keeps making decisions based on the belief that an all powerful being is up there in the sky somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4940191667044140865?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4940191667044140865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4940191667044140865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4940191667044140865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4940191667044140865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-isnt-god-on-milk-carton.html' title='Why isn&apos;t GOD on a milk carton ?'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1312118139210173336</id><published>2008-09-12T10:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:03:46.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>911, bla bla bla</title><content type='html'>9-11-01, I still can't help feeling no sense of loss at all. I worked for NWA for 14 and a half years, on that particular day, I was working. I remember sitting outside and it was really sunny and I was waiting for my inbound flights so I could transfer the luggage to the claim belt area. As time passed by I was noticing that none of the flights were landing and I thought there was some kind of delay which started to tick me off. I called on my radio to OPS and they said for me to come inside and then they made a whole announcement over all the radio channels to come in. I went into the control center and saw they had the TV on and Peter Jennings was reporting in NY with the World Trade Centers behind him with one  of them smoking. Just as I opened my mouth to wonder what was happening I saw a plane fly straight into the second tower," WTF !!!", I said out loud, and then our operation phones were ringing off the hook. I remember thinking to myself " I wonder if I can go home early?" LOL. After being brought up to date and then released to go home ( yeah! ) the atmosphere at the airport was never the same.That day, the gestapo ( don't know if thats spelled right) ran the show from there on out. Every little thing went under scrutiny, the fear that came over everyone was absolutely shocking, "where are you going? " "did you see anyone suspcious? " " he looks like a terroist stop him !! ". If all the airports in the U.S.acted this way in the beginning like the rest of the world, know one would no what an insurgent was except the blue states :)~. Instead they had security dumping out my lunch soup and checking my sandwhiches for mayonnaise, or any other "explosive" device. Yes those people didnt deserve to die, or maybe at least some of them. No ones fault but our own, and we'll never admit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1312118139210173336?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1312118139210173336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1312118139210173336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1312118139210173336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1312118139210173336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/09/9-11-01-i-still-cant-help-feeling-no.html' title='911, bla bla bla'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-3091889254752167667</id><published>2008-09-06T22:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:31:06.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School 2: The Son of Rodney Dangerfield</title><content type='html'>Well, I finished my first full week of college, needless to say i'm a little overwhelmed. Out of the 4 professors I have, I like 3 of them. I am also learning how much older I really am than the other students and after my first session in sociology 100, it looks like these young kids will be doomed to repeat the mistakes of our past. My teacher who happens to be african-american is a W.E.B Dubois addict and doesn't seem too clear on both lectures she's given as to what we will be doing in class.  Listening to my class mates in this particular class has me shaking my head in dispair, do any these people watch TV or read? are they not the MTV generation? what a bunch of buffoons( yes, thats a very OLD word LOL ). Thank Shazam this is my pre-req and then I'm out of there! I have a very interesting view of this new generation since I've gone back to school and it really doesn't give me any kind of hope to think some migh tbe our future leaders (eek!). Or, I could just be a crusty old goat who won't change his ways ( my wife will say this last statement :). I am happy I went back, I am happy I'm understanding the new material, I'm just not happy  to see the same old dummies except these are carrying cell phones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-3091889254752167667?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3091889254752167667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=3091889254752167667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3091889254752167667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3091889254752167667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school-2-son-of-rodney.html' title='Back To School 2: The Son of Rodney Dangerfield'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-872380602718427950</id><published>2008-09-02T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:05:31.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Takin' out the Gov'ners trash</title><content type='html'>Well, the white trash of the world can say they have someone running for the white house officially now. Way to go teenage preggos'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-872380602718427950?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/872380602718427950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=872380602718427950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/872380602718427950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/872380602718427950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-white-trash-of-world-can-say-they.html' title='Takin&apos; out the Gov&apos;ners trash'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-773077897239448320</id><published>2008-08-30T08:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:32:42.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns, Boobs, and the GOPoops</title><content type='html'>Guns and Anti-abortion, is that all the Republicans can bring to the table? The same old shit, time and time again from the GOP. Nothing new except finding a woman who believes the same for VP. I find it funny that a pro-life party also supports the NRA. Guns do not take a life? any life for that matter?  Homicide by gun violence numbers in the thousands every year in the U.S, can Pallin tell the mothers to buy rifles who have lost children to guns? The VS. channel at my house loves to show big bad hunters blowing away ducks from the sky with a gun bigger than some cars and relish in high fives like they just caught a comet or something. How old will this argument be? Are there really enough of those people left to sway the tide? I dont think so, not anymore. The GOP talks again about lowering taxes, I havent heard anything that sounds like lowering job loss from that party. How do the Republidiots plan on paying for that multi-trillion dollar war ? We already owe China and even friggin' Mexico a debt of billions !!. I never new that Gov. Pallin was interested in running for higher office and neither did the public, until her name came out from left field. All the work that Hillary did for her gender in trying to have women taken seriously in running for office has been hit with a bolt of lightning by the pro-life AND gun toting Pallin, a true shame. How am I going to sell the other 6 houses I own throughout Michigan if the GOP doesn't create jobs for people to afford them ? LOLOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-773077897239448320?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/773077897239448320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=773077897239448320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/773077897239448320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/773077897239448320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/guns-boobs-and-gopoops.html' title='Guns, Boobs, and the GOPoops'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4984397049318476597</id><published>2008-08-29T12:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:32:34.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"O" utstanding !! but becareful, "friend""</title><content type='html'>Well its official, I'm a "Democrap" this year. The big O better be straight with us folks or else. Mcain just nominated a nobody for VP, but that nobody is a woman and those Hillary fanatics just might screw things up. I'm also kind of mad at myself for letting Obama instill some hope in my soul LOLOL. I swear by the nonexistent allmighty that if he wins, and falls into the same old crap for the last 200yrs that the white house has been force feeding us, I'll explode. After O's speech last night I was genuinely hopeful and thinking the GOP doesn't stand a chance and then I remembered, these are politicians, not people. Better keep your word Democrat, or its hunting season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4984397049318476597?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4984397049318476597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4984397049318476597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4984397049318476597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4984397049318476597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-utstanding-but-becareful-friend.html' title='&quot;O&quot; utstanding !! but becareful, &quot;friend&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1570541048865611807</id><published>2008-08-25T14:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:04:42.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooch our Pooch</title><content type='html'>My wife's best friend in the whole wide world turned 8yrs old today, and no its not me. Hooch, our 8yr old dog has been a wonderful companion to her and myself over the last 6 and a half yrs that we owned him (adopted if your asking) and we look forward to many more. I know everyone elses dog is the "best dog ever" and I would just like to say he is included in that huge club. Happy B-day pal !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1570541048865611807?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1570541048865611807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1570541048865611807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1570541048865611807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1570541048865611807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-wifes-best-friend-in-whole-wide.html' title='Hooch our Pooch'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-5326253948299782860</id><published>2008-08-16T10:04:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:52:39.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell is a train ride 10hrs long</title><content type='html'>Took a trip this week to Sault ST. Marie, Canada to take a train ride through the Agawa Canyon. I thought it would be a spectacular trip with many sights to see, but nay, I was bamboozled. Cursed AAA and their damn flyers !! A 5hr drive through the whole of Michigan crossing two bridges ( that was cool though) and an A-hole of a customs agent only to find out it would be the trip from hell, a slow agonizing trip through hell that only seemed longer the more you wished it would end. Thank my chicken wings I had my wife with me or there would have been a terrible train wreck on the news. I think I saw one bird on the trip and a surprised Gartner snake after we got off the train to stretch our legs after the 4hr hike to get to the canyon. One thing that did surprise me was that there were a lot of trees in hell and even a running stream with a souvenir shop made from some piece of crap rolling stock from another era filled with shirts that had ducks and wolves silk screened to the front. A silloutte of a bear on an orange shirt stuck out only because...well...it was orange. Cheap magnets, pens and some dusty shot glasses that said "welcome to hell" or "Agawa Canyon"  on them rounded out the rest of the shop. We did have lunch on this train which actually was kinda nice. A meatball sub in the middle of nowhere can only be found on a trip like this one. After our -3 star lunch and a walk through what could be my final destination when my life ends on this wretched planet, we headed back to .....middle earth. Another 4hrs, screaming snot nosed kids crying the whole time back and the only thing I could do was sleep , 20 minutes at a time. After apologizing to my wife a million times in my head I finally said out loud " sweetie, I think we made a mistake" LOL. When we were getting closer to the end of the ride on our tortoise train, I noticed the track took us through the shitty neigborhoods of SSM. Why in the hell would you have a tour train take you through this mess ? and then it hit me, this is the trip you take when your 88 not 38, because when your 88 and purchase a ticket on that 10hr slow death trip you can get off at the canyon with all those trees with no birds to be seen and take the river Styx that runs through the valley to Hell.....HA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-5326253948299782860?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5326253948299782860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=5326253948299782860&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5326253948299782860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5326253948299782860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell-is-train-ride-10hrs-long-with.html' title='Hell is a train ride 10hrs long'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6249641229500605793</id><published>2008-08-10T11:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:37:25.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2008 After School Programs on NBC</title><content type='html'>It's the Olympics, a time to view some of the best athletes in the world. For example... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton, a pure example of physical dominance and endurance with racket and birdie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fencing, the poke and jump back as fast as u can without getting hit competition that exemplifies sword fighting at it's peak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archery, the art of shooting an arrow as accurate as u can at an immobile target because u never know when we have to fight the Native Americans should they rise up again in "defiance." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syncronized swimming, the "hope I dont get water up my nose" event that does show off some great legs, and eats up some time so the networks can get two weeks of broadcasting instead of just two days of the real athletes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Polo, for the guys and girls who cant swim for shit, but can stay afloat for a long time and throw a rubber ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacrosse, so those who played the sport in college don't feel they wasted 4 years of their life wearing a hockey mask and spandex shorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping Pong, oops, I mean Table Tennis, a chance to see all the people who never got picked to play kickball in elementary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canoeing, ( you've got to be kidding me) a reason to see what native americans used for transportaion to conserve our natural resources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowing, isn't that what moves a canoe? oh yeah, its an opportunity to see rich ivey league graduates move a long flat "canoe" down a canal for all the world to gaze upon in wonder!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling, just so we older folks can a see that old ten-speed we used to own before we got too fat to sit on it LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handball, WTF !! New Yorkers do have alot of pull since that whole 911 thing went down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equestrian, watching rich white people AGAIN, show they know how to ride a horse and make that poor shmuck do all the work ( sound familar? ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing, again, rich white people like to show off their boats even if nobody is watching, including the networks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting, maybe these guys and girls should be in Iraq, not wasting our time and precious metal  shooting at a pile of hay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball, just a scouting tool for the pros to save money instead of wasting cash sending their scouts all over the damn place to find someone else who doesn't speak a lick of english for the female sideline reporter to interview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball, showing multimillionare african americans care too ( yeah right). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer, a chance for the U.S citizen to see the sport on American TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softball, JEEZUS!!! at least maybe we can see some nice butts if they wore shorts or something like those beach volleyball girls, come on NBC !!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know there has to be reason why these "sports" should be included to represent great athleticism across the globe, I just can't find it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6249641229500605793?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6249641229500605793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6249641229500605793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6249641229500605793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6249641229500605793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/2008-after-school-programs-on-national.html' title='The 2008 After School Programs on NBC'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-5477749517233391963</id><published>2008-08-08T10:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:46:18.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 years backwards?</title><content type='html'>My highschool reunion is this Saturday, big F...ing deal. Twenty years and I've seen maybe two people in that span since I graduated and when I saw them I never even let them know I saw them LOL. I never knew what all the hoopla was all about anyway, I mean, if you had great friends in school you would see them anyway right, or at least stay in touch? A reunion isn't necessary. I hated highschool I hated getting up at 6 in the morning for weight trainning and then at 3:30 do it all over again at football practice. I hated going from class to class for 6 hours, all on different floors, GOD! that sucked ! I enjoyed hanging out with my  buddies from 7th grade, none of them jocks mind you, and having some good times over the years. My only problem was I needed something beyond my small town highschool. I had average grades and my parents couldn't afford to put me in college after sending my two older sisters. I didnt want to go to college anyway after highschool, I just wanted to sleep in LOL. So now I get this email about the reunion and all those old feelings come up again. Why the hell would I want to go back after 20years to see people I never really cared about in the first place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-5477749517233391963?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5477749517233391963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=5477749517233391963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5477749517233391963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5477749517233391963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/08/20-years-backwards.html' title='20 years backwards?'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8894728107882997942</id><published>2008-07-31T09:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:08:47.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's their fault for my stupidity !</title><content type='html'>Having got rid of our huge cable bill has been some what of a relief , with that said, the few channels I DO have aren't worth watching, but every once in a while I catch the TRUTV channel which has big murder trials or gigantic law suits. One in particular caught my attention. A woman is sueing SEA-DOO for 48.5 million dollars for the death of her only daughter. It turns out the mothers employer was having a party at the employers' house when her daughter was givien the OK to ride the jet-ski by the son of the employer. She then drove it around the lake and then accidentally bored head on into the dock killing her instantly. Tragic? yes, SEA_DOO"S fault, hardly. Here are some facts. First: the girl didn't know how to ride the damn thing, Second: the son of her mothers employer let her get on ( Idiotic), Third: The girl never said she didnt know how to ride it either, again, idiotic. The mother of this poor girl says that SEA-DOO did not have a warning sticker stating the danger of the machine visible enough for her to see. Can you believe that !?. How many times do we as a government keep letting citizens get away with irresponssbility?. That is all this comes down to. Someone gets on a jet ski which they know nothing about and kills them self on it , then blames somone else for their fuck up. I must be crazy. The young girl wanted to try something fun, the young boy (in his late teens) thought she knew what she was doing ( why, i dont know) all this is a terrible accident brought on by dimwits plain and simple. While i can never imagine losing a child, let alone my only one this is an example of how careless we are as people. The mother has not yet justified were she was during the matter and it's proven she was not looking out for her young child's saftey as well, when all this went down. I have a dream when we will own up to our own mistakes, even as tragic as this one, and we will cease to be such a crybaby nation blaming so and so every time something doesn't go our way. ......cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8894728107882997942?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8894728107882997942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8894728107882997942&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8894728107882997942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8894728107882997942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-their-fault-for-my-stupidity.html' title='It&apos;s their fault for my stupidity !'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2994266025981914884</id><published>2008-07-03T14:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:57:33.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dead Shall Rise</title><content type='html'>Ok, something just came to me. As some of you, or the three of you might know, I love movies. As recently as last year (not very recent) I read the book World War Z, I read it in 2 days and couldn't put it down. Only one person that I know of, knows this about me, so feel free to be honored LOL. I love stories about the living dead. I've had nightmares about them for as long as i can remember, as a child i would be looking outside my bedroom window from the second floor of my parents house and they would be stalking into my yard at night and after a few seconds of peeking outside my window, I would make eye contact with one and then wake up in a sweat. As I got older dreaming of the living dead became more of a rush and they lasted longer right until the moment of contact and then.....i would wake up panting. When i was a kid i would try to find the scary comics with gory pictures in them and with a few bucks i would pick one up and sneak it into the house LOL ( ah! the memories ). Unfortunately, I still remember some of those images and quite frankly, it disturbs me ( parent out here let this be a warning). Now Ive collected a series of illustrated books(or comics) called The Walking Dead and Ive got them in hard back with 12 issues per hard back. There were 96issues making up 8 volumes in all and so far and ive got vol.1-6 and im waiting for vol.7 and vol.8 to come out in hardback. If any of the three of ya are slightly peaked in interest I suggest you check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2994266025981914884?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2994266025981914884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2994266025981914884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2994266025981914884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2994266025981914884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-something-just-came-to-me.html' title='The Dead Shall Rise'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4719540589659877386</id><published>2008-07-03T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:59:52.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho'lotta'nothin'goin'on'</title><content type='html'>Well, as you can see, its been quite a while since i posted anything!! the reason being was that i forgot my password and email address/user name for this site. I know what u must be thinking, that I'm and idiot. Its true, I am such an idiot, so much in fact, that I almost thought I would have something to say since so much has go on over the last few months, but nay, nothing at all, I just wanted to let those two or three people know, if they still bother to check this site LOL, that I'm back in the swing. Having a few months off from bitchin' on here turned out to be re-energizing for me to continue this blah blah blahing. I promise I'll have something for you ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincer....yeah right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4719540589659877386?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4719540589659877386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4719540589659877386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4719540589659877386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4719540589659877386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/07/holottanothingoinon.html' title='Ho&apos;lotta&apos;nothin&apos;goin&apos;on&apos;'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2311760770837988308</id><published>2008-05-20T10:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:53:11.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Barter Town</title><content type='html'>Has any of my two or three readers seen Road Warrior ? Its a great story that continues from Mad Max and tells the story of how fuel is worth more than any other form of currency and anyone with bigger guns will kill the ones with smaller guns to gain possession of it, how prophetic. My wife said something very profound as well and that was seeing anyone driving a huge SUV or pickup truck and smoking a pack of cigarettes must be rich and I got to thinking that she isn't too far off from the truth. Is this what it will come down to in the next ten years? What separates the rich from poor is a gallon of gas and a pack of smokes? How about electricity? or water? I'm sure those are next down the line. This is all making me feel really sick to my stomach so I'll stop now (ick)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2311760770837988308?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2311760770837988308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2311760770837988308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2311760770837988308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2311760770837988308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/05/barter-town.html' title='Barter Town'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-7065577335873837560</id><published>2008-04-21T19:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:25:07.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Redstar's movie week and heeeeerreee's ..Redstar!</title><content type='html'>Hello there, I would like to take a break from all this heavy commentary and bring you another episode of Redstar's Movie Review. Today I'm going to show you all my Top 10 favorite films of all time and a short brief on why they are great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To Live and Die in L.A&lt;/span&gt;.:This film changed the way I saw movies and the good guys for the rest of my life, and made me a movie fan until the end of time. If you haven't seen it you are truly missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Network:&lt;/span&gt; A movie made in 1975 that still rings true today more than ever&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Raiders of the lost Ark&lt;/span&gt;: The first movie I ever saw where everyone in the audience&lt;br /&gt;clapped during and at the end of the movie. Damn!! what a great flick !!&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Falling Down&lt;/span&gt;: It was the first time as an adult that I truly connected with a film character (scary).&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Excalibur&lt;/span&gt;: I've been fascinated with arms and armor ever since and the first time I felt a shiver when I heard that awesome soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;: I had the original books 10yrs before the movie came out, and when it did, !@#$$%* !! thats all I have to say!! Truly epic.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/span&gt;: Its been copied ever since and still haven't found one to match it. One of the last great original films of the last 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;3. V for Vendetta: There is no better film about sticking it to the man than this one!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;King Kong(2005)&lt;/span&gt;: Never have I been so moved and cried...yes cried than seeing the greatest love story ever told, period.&lt;br /&gt;1b. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOTR Return of the King&lt;/span&gt;: ok, so I cheated, this will make 11 films but so what its my list :)~ THE most complete movie ever crafted, if your not touched by this film in some manner your not human. ( I will never get tired of seeing king Theodin charging down the hill into the Orcs flank....never. )&lt;br /&gt;1a. Highlander: The most orignal movie I ever saw and no matter how many other great films come my way this one holds special place in my heart ( "There can be only one!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mentions: Million Dollar Baby, Unbreakable, Unforgiven, Seven, Gladiator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my list and I know there are many great movies on other peoples lists if you think there should be another one on this list give a shout. Murf, this does not mean you can put the Matchmaker on here LOL .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-7065577335873837560?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7065577335873837560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=7065577335873837560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7065577335873837560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7065577335873837560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-there-i-would-like-to-take-break.html' title='It&apos;s Redstar&apos;s movie week and heeeeerreee&apos;s ..Redstar!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8316948159963284497</id><published>2008-04-15T11:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T12:34:50.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I save Trees !!!!!  WHOOO HOOOO !!!</title><content type='html'>When I was single ( ahh, the memories ) I never really thought much about recycling or the effects of not doing so and when I met my wife she was the only one I knew who was. Now almost 9yrs later I have been pretty much programmed to put any glass jar, plastic bottle or piece of paper in the recycling bin without hesitation even though I'm not so sure it make a difference( shit.....I'm a robot ). Plastic bags from the grocery store have always been my favorite since I could pretty much grab all the bags and take them in the house in one trip, but now we have purchased our own bags to bring with us when we go shopping for grub and I can see the impact it has had on my wife and the smile it brings to her face when she feels she is doing her part and that inturn makes me smile as well. With some really HEAVY events happening over the last 8yrs I cant help but also feel that recycling our garbage seems to be the last thing I should be thinking about, I mean how does paper over plastic help us stop downspiraling into economic doom ? ( I'm sure someone out there will be able to tell me but play along here :)~ &lt;br /&gt;  My wife likes to bust my chops and say "don't be poop in a puch bowl " when I get so serious or " its the end of the world day"  gloomy and I try to keep my head up and laugh it off and think about my N-scale train project or an upcoming warhammer game I've arranged with some friends or maybe a movie I've been waiting to see with an old pal of mine that I know my wife wont go to LOL, but how can I not worry ? I'm still unemployed and havent been able to even get a response back from the places I've put applications in while I attend school and these are just part time jobs anyone can do ! ( GOD this state sucks !! ) I guess what Im trying to say I wont be so easy to pat myself on the back over a few canvas bags when I just might feel my skin back there cause' my shirt is gone LOL ( see sweetie, im laughing ) LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8316948159963284497?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8316948159963284497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8316948159963284497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8316948159963284497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8316948159963284497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-save-trees-whooo-hoooo.html' title='I save Trees !!!!!  WHOOO HOOOO !!!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6593242164447840454</id><published>2008-04-04T10:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:44:21.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>I was also wondering if we should bomb the states that housed the big wigs from ENRON or any of the BIG 3 boys for destroying american lives buy robing them of their investments or sending their jobs overseas. There are many ways to kill man, like "taking away all he's got and all he's ever gonna have" . GOD!! I love Unforgiven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6593242164447840454?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6593242164447840454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6593242164447840454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6593242164447840454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6593242164447840454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/04/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-9119312143573273577</id><published>2008-04-04T09:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:29:22.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear idiot American......</title><content type='html'>I was watching C-Span this morning and got to see the Speaker of the House give a press conference on the upcoming hearing on the Iraq war and all the money we are blowing over there. One great point she brought up was the fact that this country is going bankrupt!, "we have already spent 3trillion dollars on this campaign and it has gotten us nowhere" she then went on to say we are spending three hundred million dollars a day while the Iraqis are MAKING that much day and havent spent a dime on the rebuilding of their government or country while we foot the bill for both( Iraqi citizens are paying only a 1.36 a gallon for gas !!! how the FUCK does that happen !!! ?). Now if you ask me, every soldier   over there that lost their llife or is putting it on the line, has all been in vain. What the HELL are we doing? this nation was so hellbent on revenge we threw every dollar we had into finding one man !!! and we couldnt even do that !!!! so what do we do ? we blame someone else and throw away even more money  !! I can't even begin to imagine what we could do with 3 trillion dollars going back into making this country great again. Why dont we just send the families that lost loved ones over there to seek revenge? why waste someone elses life ? its what they do over there, they are willing to do what it takes personally to seek revenge any way they can and dont send someone else to fight for them. Last i checked nobody over that has lost family got millions of dollars in "we're sorry money", why? cause' Iraq didnt bomb anybody ! 3 trillion dollars will not bring one soul back, not one from either side. I swear this government  and alot of the people in this country drive me insane. Lost homes do to incompetence, massive debt from citizens asking Uncle Sam for a hand out. I can see if it was from a failed business trying to make the "American Dream" come true or trying to put your kids through shcool but damn!!, not from trying to get the new Mustang or buying a house you could'nt afford in the first place !! I get nausiated thinking how we as Americans feel its our right to have everything we want and if we can't have it someone should give it to us. I know there are alot of good people out there, just not enough i guess to make things right. Now it  seems everthing has spun out of control and we can't stop it, how do we regain what's lost? is it even possible to do so? I even read that all the new bio-fuel we are making is raping the earth of vital crops we need to live. We can't eat bio-fuel  !! did you know the price of wheat has quadrupled in one year ?All over the world they are clearing out land  that is crucial to our enviroment, how bad do we really need fuel? is it worth our life? is it worth spending another 3trillion dollars we don't have so we can drive to Dairy Queen? . We have gotten just what we asked for people and no one seemed to care about the cost ... how typical . God Bless America !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-9119312143573273577?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9119312143573273577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=9119312143573273577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/9119312143573273577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/9119312143573273577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-idiot-american.html' title='Dear idiot American......'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2202531668121804357</id><published>2008-03-28T13:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:20:38.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a COMUCRACY</title><content type='html'>Well this morning I got up to take my wife to work and there happened to be 3-4 inches of snow on the ground and on my car. Am I wrong in thinking that global warming is full of crap ? anyhoo, when I got back home I turned on the TV with all of my 6 channels available ( we got rid of the over priced cable, how in the hell did i pay for that crap all these years I'll never know ) and to my surprise Howard Dean, the D-party chief, was on Good Morning America. He was talking about how the two shmucks are just fine and he thinks its healthy to have such strong Donkeys ( or is it Jackasses? ) competing for the Grand Prize ( "There can be only ONE!! " ). Once I got done choking over that smoke that just went up my butt I decided to go back out and get those sled dogs moving to have some breakfast with some friends to wash out that bad taste in my mouth LOL . I think it was Sage who asked me how I felt about the MI voting early and I apologize to you Mr. Sage for not getting back to you sooner in the comments box ( but that box never works for me and it drives me nuts when I try to respond and it just leaves me hangin' ) I guess I dont feel one way or the other about that issue but if they ever do it over again it wouldnt surprise me at all (shrug) I was thinkg the other day about the differences between Communism and Democracy, and it seems to me that Democracy is getting in the way of alot of important issues that need to be decided in this country but the one thing that stands out the most, to me anyway,  is Democracy lets you think you have a say in what goes on here ( which is a huge seller by the way) to our American brethren and Communism want to do the thinking and "saying" for you and does'nt try to hide that fact. At least the Russians know where they stand in their country ( oops ! unless your from Chechnya and im sure i didnt spell that right but i dont feel like looking it up :)~ What we need is a COMUCRACY a country who does't lie to its people (I know, dream on ) has their vote mean something ( again, dream on ), socialize our health care and education   (dream a little dream ) and gosh darn it, have people like us for a change , even Canada  looks down at us for gods sake !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2202531668121804357?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2202531668121804357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2202531668121804357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2202531668121804357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2202531668121804357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-comucracy.html' title='I want a COMUCRACY'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4312798890958646590</id><published>2008-03-21T15:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:13:52.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dukes of D.C</title><content type='html'>Well, I couldn't help myself, I'm just too pissed off at this DemoCRAPic election. Though I am not a Democrap nor Republidiot but it just enrages me to see what has been done to Obama. Apparently the Good ol' Boys just couldn't let a black man represent the DemoCRAPic party so they set out to blast the guy to pieces with so called "experts" saying he is hurting in the tail end of this race with Hillary's comeback. WHAT!!!!!!? I find it very convenient for the powers that be to suddenly just come out and say, through the media mind you, that Clinton will pull away with all that has happened with Obama's campaign over the last few weeks and we the people are too stupid to let that B.S pass us by. What if I had access to the media when ever I wanted, like the Good ol' Boys, to put someone on the air to spew crap about who they think should run this country and why, as if their opinion was the only one that mattered !!!!!? This country deserves what it gets if we just buy any bullshit line someone has to say because they are on T.V.!!! Oh wait, we already do, just ask Gee Dubya. What makes this more sick to me is how Hillary's crew is just destroying their party with all this Jerry Springer shit she is pulling and once again dividing the D-party in two. Let me lay this one on you folks, its taken over 200 years to have legit contenders for the presidency be a woman and a black man and above all, fighting for their gender and color for over two centuries to be in a position like this only to have it ruined with character bashing and jealously and age old racism from their own camps. I'm sure those white old crusty republidiots are laughing their asses off over this one ( i just know they planted this seed ! )The Hypocrite party is what they should be called instead of Democrats they should be ashamed of themselves. Go Green Party whoo hoo !! .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4312798890958646590?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4312798890958646590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4312798890958646590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4312798890958646590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4312798890958646590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-couldnt-help-myself-im-just-too.html' title='The Dukes of D.C'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6984171466893525190</id><published>2008-01-10T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T16:08:50.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to the Republicrat !!</title><content type='html'>Well its been awhile since I posted anything that resembles a huge rant so I thought I would take this time to do so. My wife and I watched the Demo and Repub debates last week in between me crying over the Steelers demise and i was hit with a bolt of lightning that hasn't hit me like that in a long long time. Normally these two parties love to shove the word "change" down our throats a million times knowing perfectly well that they plan on doing nothing of the sort but something happened, I felt this sudden tingling in my chest, a clearing of my head, I knelt closer, almost in disbelief at what John Edwards said, "we have to get the lobbyist out of Washington they are in the way of democracy " " i cannot and will not, be bought " never in my adult life have I ever heard a politician say that on the air. Needless to say I was blown away. Ron Paul equally impressed in the way he expressed this country's waste of money on programs we don't need and actually concerned about the devalue of the American dollar !!. now Ive said this before in one of those silly blogs of mine about how this country needs revolution and I still believe it does but never have I heard something this close to resembling it out loud in a presidental debate. I believe in voting for who i think is the right man or woman for the job regardless of political affiliation and i am sick of the Two Party system we have in this country no matter who says otherwise, we all know this to be true but Ive never come as close to voting for both parties as i did that night. I would love to see a Edwards-Paul ticket or even a Obama-Edwards one, hell, even Huckabee peaks my interests even if he is a Zealot LOL but at least he sounds like a rational man with a conscience !!  I hope one of those guys kicks Washington in the ass and bring our government back to the people......please!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6984171466893525190?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6984171466893525190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6984171466893525190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6984171466893525190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6984171466893525190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-its-been-awhile-since-i-posted.html' title='Say hello to the Republicrat !!'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8231418119764326837</id><published>2007-12-17T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:59:10.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Job</title><content type='html'>well, if snow was cocaine i would be the richest drug dealer in MI, we got pounded !!!!! Sat night and Sun morning we must of had 1ft of snow. Thank the gods i had my snowblower or i would still be shoveling. Now i know some of you heartland states out there are saying "quit your crying , when u get a foot of frozen ice on your house then u can complain" but it sucks either way, i hope all are safe out there and keep that hot coa coa flowing. If we could get a superbowl played outside in february ina northern state just maybe it might be worth it LOL .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8231418119764326837?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8231418119764326837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8231418119764326837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8231418119764326837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8231418119764326837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-job.html' title='Snow Job'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-354211993830965600</id><published>2007-12-07T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:43:25.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>X out  X-mas</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the Holidays, if we the U.S. of A could show the world just one thing about total waste and superficial behavior, its how we Americans celebrate Christmas. Moms lined up outside BestBuy fistfighting over who gets the xbox on sale, Dads drooling over bigscreen TV's in the back of the store, adolesent girls and boys scratching their heads over the which cd among thousands of cds are out there for them to purchase. I gotta tell ya it makes me sick. If all those people out there who fuck up the traffic this time of year would put that kind of drive into finding a proper leader for this country we would have it made. My wife loves x-mas,  I like to call her my Mrs. Griswald LOL and she knows how i really feel about the holidays in general and i try not to be too much of a scrooge but i cant help but feel closer to Mr. Costanza when he yells out "its time to celebrate Festivous !!!!!   " , by the way,  wasn't jesus born in june ?  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-354211993830965600?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/354211993830965600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=354211993830965600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/354211993830965600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/354211993830965600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-out-x-mas.html' title='X out  X-mas'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-3759296839500009064</id><published>2007-11-14T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:03:36.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Hacks</title><content type='html'>Since I first wasted my hard earned cash in seeing Highlander 2 (and if u have seen it, u know my pain) i have turned into a really bitter movie goer, sure there have been some abosolutley fantastic films since the above piece of crap was released but for every great movie that was released there are hundreds of movies that should never have seen light of day. With the recent union problems with the WGA the Entertainment news ( HAH !! they call it news !! ) has been warning the other half of the good movie famine problems ( us ) that their shows and films will suffer . This s the funniest thing ive ever heard!!!! . Are they telling us viewers that we wont be force fed crap at the movie theater ? or flood our TVs with the worst shows on the planet? Tell us that the 9.25 we pay at the ticket office will be reduced, tell us that the $100 bucks we spend to watch shitty cable will be cut 100% ( im still amazed i pay to watch TV ) . If we the public stop watching crap the writers strike might mean something for once. Thank the stars Seinfeld is off the air or we might really have a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-3759296839500009064?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3759296839500009064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=3759296839500009064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3759296839500009064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/3759296839500009064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/11/hollywood-hacks.html' title='Hollywood Hacks'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-4423926699312669375</id><published>2007-11-08T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:42:27.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monster in Man</title><content type='html'>I was scrolling through my movie collection and stumbled on an early favorite called Apt Pupil, it is a movie based on the novella from Stephen King about a boy who comes across a neighbor who just happens to be a former Nazi on the run. What then ensues is a game of blackmail and mind games that each plays on eachother in order to get what they want  i.e. to remain in hiding and the other to extract information on the goings on of the concentration camps and stories about WW2 that the teachers in school dont want to tell us about. I found this film to really be facinating in its interpretaion of what we as people, are capable of and how we handle certain details that to most , would better be left forgotten. One scene in particular is perhaps one of the greatest examples of terror in what one man can do to an entire generation of soldiers when once again, is brought to the forefront in a cruel display of obedience forced on the neighbor by the boy and then strangley embraced by the former Nazi who is starting to feel the power he once had. Ian Mckellan is absoultley brillant as the Nazi in hiding and was certainly overlooked at Oscar time when this film came out . Have a look and tell me what u think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-4423926699312669375?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4423926699312669375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=4423926699312669375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4423926699312669375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/4423926699312669375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/11/monster-in-man.html' title='The Monster in Man'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2677137849199052853</id><published>2007-10-11T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:12:53.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death to "Rubber Ducky"</title><content type='html'>I'm not the greatest highway driver and my wife, I'm sure, will attest to that, but one thing i seem to be incapable of tolerating are the 18wheelers out there on the freeway!! It's bad enough MI roads are for shit but when u add the "Big Rigs" it all goes to hell, for example, seeing one merging on the freeway at 20mph for instance or being stuck behind one trying to merge on the freeway at 20mph, having one blow by u at 90mph and leaving their rubber tire debris in its wake for u to drive over!!!  How about this one, having 3 Semi's take all three lanes and letting no one pass !@#$% that pisses me off !!! And now for the cherry on the sundae, my wife and i were driving on the freeway  2weeks ago and a truck heading the opposite way flipped a friggin' rock into my windshield and blew a hole the size of a softball  into it , needless to say after all my years of driving to work on the freeway and putting up with all those trucks screwing up my drive there and back , i went beserk . i have no way to seek revenge that wont put me in jail nor can i get my deductible back from my insurance and all i can think about is "mister keep on truckin" baseball cap wearin' S.O.B  drivin' by whistlin' dixie not giving two rats asses how fucked up he is making our drive to and fro. Maybe i ought to get a C.B. and start flinging F bombs at them.......wait, does that mean i have to add some more wheels to my car? i know i left out some other truck fuck ups perhaps there are some out there like me who has one to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2677137849199052853?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2677137849199052853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2677137849199052853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2677137849199052853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2677137849199052853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/10/death-to-rubber-ducky.html' title='Death to &quot;Rubber Ducky&quot;'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2559168013863363542</id><published>2007-10-05T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T15:52:44.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>English is hard enough.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;   Well its been 3 months since I was laid off of work and 2 things are killing me, 1: I have no job.  2: I'm really having a hard time trying to fill up my days with something positive instead of doing house chores which explains this ridiculous blog and unfortunatley, has my wife kicking my butt over. So, Ive enrolled in some adult education classes for the fall and so far am having a good time. One class that I'm looking forward to is my Arabic language course, since I am half chaldean and have never bothered to learn that particular language much to my father and his family's dismay, I thought i would bury my shame and start learning something progressive i.e. Arabic. Normally a second language to me would be cursing profoundly at the necessity of having to learn one since i do believe that the U.S. should be an english speaking country, but i have to get with the times and the reality is that eventually some cities in this country won't be speaking any english at all and i do want to travel parts of the world so its gotta be done....!@#$% .  I sincerely believe i should have been born in another time....oh well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2559168013863363542?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2559168013863363542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2559168013863363542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2559168013863363542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2559168013863363542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/10/english-is-hard-enough.html' title='English is hard enough.......'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-921511173048075024</id><published>2007-10-02T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:05:41.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOLVES IN JESUS CLOTHING</title><content type='html'>I watched a great documentary this week called  A Flock of DO DO'S,  it was the debate between the theory of evolution and intelligent design. Now I have no PHD  nor am I priest or minister but i found this debate very interesting since i hadnt really known much about Intelligent Design theories and their fight against evolution taught in public schools. I consider myself a man of reason and never had a notion to believe that an invisible man up in the sky is determining my fate or created every fish and mammal and rock formation in the universe but most of the people in this country seem to think so ( which scares the shit out of me ! ) but still refuse to honor our constitution and try and force feed the rest of us to teach, what i believe is pure nonsense, the belief in god in the classroom. Flag waving red states have no quams in taking a life with a gun the 2nd amendment clearly says you can have but GOD FORBID ( excuse my expression) tell them to seperate church and state and all "Hell" breaks loose. The film also brings up the point that it seems Intelligent design is a frosted cake of Creationism and it might have been a loop hole into getting the debate sparked up again which i cant seem to grasp nor do i really want to, if u want to believe in a god thats fine, just dont let it run the country. People of faith shouldnt be allowed into politics in my opinion, they dont, in all honesty ,have objectivity as much as they would like to tell u otherwise, and thier faith dosent allow room for possibilities and other ideals becasuse quite frankly, their chosen faith dose'nt allow that choice... you believe or u do not, there is Alah, Jehova, Jesus or Budda, and a ton of others... there cant be any other god in their eyes than theirs and your doomed to an afterlife of fire and brimstone of some sort if u dont repent or believe... thats the bottom line.. they just dont want to tell u that because that wouldnt be very polite  and those of faith with power cant get us who dont believe, to do what they want us to do, how can they run a nation fair and honest if they believe that others opposed to their god and their morals mandated to them from a book are less than them? An individual of reason and a general compassion for others not based on his or hers faith can see reasons for a god to be in ones life and no agenda to force feed us imaginary beings living up in the sky. In a democracy god should have no place, he is a dictator more or less that tells you you are free to choose as long as you choose from the book he has given you. It is apparent that most people need some god in their lives, for what i dont know, lets just not see it in the governing of our country anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-921511173048075024?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/921511173048075024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=921511173048075024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/921511173048075024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/921511173048075024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/10/wolves-in-jesus-clothing.html' title='WOLVES IN JESUS CLOTHING'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8745232630024019038</id><published>2007-09-24T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:50:36.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to live forever ?</title><content type='html'>Today I'd like to do what I'll start calling "Redstars favorite flicks", and todays movie is Highlander, a sweeping tale of immortal beings dating back thousands of years who roam the world in search of the "Prize" . Along the way loves are lost (as well as heads) and a journey through the ages  we as viewers can only dream about. I first saw this movie when i was 16 and it has stayed with me ever since. I often used to daydream about being immortal and sword fighting in various places around the world ( wait... i still do that LOL ) but as i got older i started thinking ( ouch)  what if i really did live a thousand years and all of those that i loved i watched die just like in the film, how sad someone really must be to go through life afraid of being with someone knowing that someday their friends and family will die and they themselves will keep going for centuries . I even love the movie more  as i get older thinking of all the possiblities. Ayway, its a great flick and if anyone who reads this blog hasn't seen it take the dive, my wife cried the first time she saw it and also its got a great soundtrack by Queen :) . I'll leave you with a great quote from the movie " Are stars just pinholes in the curtain of night ? "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8745232630024019038?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8745232630024019038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8745232630024019038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8745232630024019038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8745232630024019038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-wants-to-live-forever.html' title='Who wants to live forever ?'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-5487457248579681342</id><published>2007-09-13T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:01:55.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No war in America ?</title><content type='html'>With all of America in mourning this week i thought i might continue a little more from where i left off on the last post with an even greater concern that we should be aware of as well. Americans killing Americans happens between 11 and 14000 times a year for the last 6 or 7yrs and I've heard of no war declared on the U.S. by the president and there are literally hundreds of terrorist cells all over the country made up of citizens from the good ol' U.S. of A, we call them gangs and they are in every major american city and slowly moving to little america as well and not one fighter jet has flown over to drop some kind of bomb nor has there been any troops deployed to deal with this ever growing problem....why is that ? Most of the country seem content for some reason, to let the gangs kill eachother off and i must say even i cant totally disagree with that but way too many innocents are lost among this epic battle over territory, drugs and theft. These gangs can just as easily be recognised as religous sects fighting for a piece of the "american pie" killing who ever gets in their way with the a-holes on capital hill not giving two rats asses over this !! Only the victims of these violent crimes seem to be speaking out in rage and the rest of the idiots in this country are oblivious to it....its such a shame and typical, unfortunatley,  like some parent blind to the acts of an abusive spouse or a problem child. One of the things i find funny is that murder is on the news everyday 24/7 and yet we can only manage to single out one day a year to remember american lives lost from one tragic moment when this country is filled with them daily with no memorial plans in motion.... i guess we are stuck with stuffed animals on telephone poles and street corners to remember them. Just remember this america, 3 to 4 times more lives are lost here annually than the total US lives lost overseas in the last 6 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-5487457248579681342?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5487457248579681342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=5487457248579681342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5487457248579681342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5487457248579681342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-war-in-america.html' title='No war in America ?'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-2456494027944951606</id><published>2007-09-12T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:02:52.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy of an American mind set</title><content type='html'>Now that "9/11" is over with and all the shows on tv are finished with thier mourning episodes of lost love ones and all the heroes among heroes among heroes stories have been told, I thought it would be a good time to put some things in  perspective. Oprah said "2974 lives were lost on sept 11th " that seems like alot of lives but not really, for example, between 1914 and 1918 nine million lives were extinguished across the globe, not including innocent civilians, in what was called the Great War and what we now call WW1, that is a number i feel is worth mourning over, seeing all the wives on TV cry and their children looking devastated as we watched them on our networks got me thinking if this "tragedy" can make a whole nation despair i couldnt imagine what this country and all the others went through during the wars of the last 150 yrs!!  WAKE UP AMERICA !! I am in awe of our arrogance, we sound like the only country who has suffred great loss. . My wife made a good point in that those in the towers were just going to work that day and their lives were taken not by choice meaning they weren't volunteers in some war, that is true, they didnt ask for it nor did they deserve it but i cant feel that bad if these families want to go on television and ball their eyes out and behind closed doors scream for revenge ( though i have no proof of that last statment i would do the same ). How many innocent Iraqis have lost their lives trying to go to work for the last 6yrs ? how many in Isreal have lost their lives getting on the bus for the last 20years ? We, America, are not the only ones on this planet so stop this nonsense it makes us look like idiots, no wonder half the world cant stand us. I cringe to think how easy post WW2 americans would crumble if we had to go through what regular citizens in the middle east or Africa have had to go through daily over the last 20 years. By going over seas and bombing somone else is not showing resolve, its showing fear, a fear of losing our football on sunday our big screen tv's, soccer mom stickers on the back of our mini vans, and our obssesion with hollywood, it can't get more superficial than that people. The real loss here, I believe, is the loss of ones "soul" to show how easy we would sell it  that we would gladly sacrifice american lives and those of others to hold onto "material possesions" that seem, as of late, to define us as United State citizens. So lets honor ALL of the lives lost over the course of mans violent history and not just our own because we are way too young as a nation to act in such a manner to think we are the only ones who know of loss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-2456494027944951606?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2456494027944951606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=2456494027944951606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2456494027944951606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/2456494027944951606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/09/tragedy-of-american-mind-set.html' title='Tragedy of an American mind set'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-7966663991083480837</id><published>2007-08-31T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:23:39.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The People vs. The People</title><content type='html'>I have a hard time understanding why americans can't allow other fellow americans to decide their own fate. The right to choose is more and more becoming the right to PREVENT that right. We are way too self absorbed with the lives of others and it has stop!!  Mind our own F--king business for once. I cant believe we wont allow someone to die if they choose to, it just blows my mind, all those doctors out there trying to rob your soul and self worth by sucking the last dollar out of you before they tell you that  your  terminal!!! LOL . Death , for a long time now , has become a business, now i could go on with all the reasons why people might think  suicide is wrong but ill leave that to someone else to say . The right to life or ending your own isnt for a stranger to decide pure and simple. We are telling a whole culture thousands fo years older than ours how to live their lives by invading their land because we have the power to do so and that just dosen't represent the America i want to live in. People change whe they are good and ready and if we as americans cant live with that then we  just have to move on. I dont know about the rest of you out there but im ready for something worth fighting for and this is one of those things and the right to lifers out there seem to be ready for that to happen so maybe the other half of this argument  should gear up. .....hmmmm...maybe war does beget peace :)~ I wonder how many are really willing to die for the right to choose or the right to decide for someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-7966663991083480837?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7966663991083480837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=7966663991083480837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7966663991083480837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/7966663991083480837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/people-vs-people.html' title='The People vs. The People'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-6638688249410664510</id><published>2007-08-29T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:03:39.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3 : The Donkey the Elephant and the Media Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been watching some of the political debates on TV and I'm discovering more and more, to me anyway, that its no longer about who has what to say but who allows who to say what and by that i mean, the media. The media is the worst double edged sword this country has ever given birth to, they decide who goes on TV to say what they want and in this case whats been eating at me is the Democrats and Republicans. I know there are other vital political parties out there that have a lot to say, but who knows about them? They will never get the attention they deserve because the media doesn't want to give it to them and the "main" two parties run the show at the major networks, now i only say this not because i have facts to base this on but because of the results that have been laid out before me. Ralph Nader of the once strong Green Party was not even allowed to debate with the other two parties during his major run at the white house and then he was blamed for taking away votes for Al Gore. What if Al Gore took away votes from Nader, did anyone think of that? of course not, the media didn't give any real time for the man to speak his mind and therefore didn't get any air time with those other two idiots. The media likes to promote that they are an impartial process but i know they are full of B.S. look around us, so many problems here in this country never come to light because they decide what we need to know !!!!. We can't trust our own newspapers to provide for us the info thats important anymore. Maybe a lot of this is our fault, rack upon rack of magazines filled with hollywood garbage flood our grocery store check out lines and we as Americans eat it up like ice cream, no wonder the media disregards our opinions or our hopes but things have to change much sooner than later i cant take anymore news at 5 then at 6 then at 7 filled with crap and an over produced weather report. How about giving a forum to the little guy who might have something to say that could turn this mess we created, around. Blogs are not enough and this one included, can not be the alternative to bad media I don't know how much more i can take one or two parties always allowed to get their word heard above all others running for the Presidency. That my friends, can only lead to worse and the media, no matter how much they say otherwise will try to shove it down your throat because we let them. I guess  after all this we do have third party the "Media party" and they have a lot of cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-6638688249410664510?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6638688249410664510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=6638688249410664510&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6638688249410664510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/6638688249410664510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-3-donkey-elephant-and-media-monster.html' title='The Big 3 : The Donkey the Elephant and the Media Monster'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-273850904635250680</id><published>2007-08-28T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:29:36.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God vs. My Sunday</title><content type='html'>The NFL season is almost upon us and still one of my worst pet peeves is no alcohol sold before noon on sunday.  Why dont we just tatoo a cross on those who beliefs prevent them from purchasing a brew before 12 and let the rest of us have the right to choose the perfect cold one. Too many times have Christian values dominated the rest of this country into submission. I cant count the number of times I've heard athletes on the news and even the president saying " god is on our side" or " I'd like to thank god for this award" . The pregame prayer and even the post game prayer drive me crazy !! ....and they put it on tv of all things!! save it for the religous channels. The last time i checked i thought greed was a sin so why are NFL players making millions and then thanking god for their achievments ? Now I'm not naive to the fact that 95% of the world believes in a god of some sort but i dont think it should be a dominating factor dictating everyday society in the U.S. ..we are a free country are we not? Im sure this was put to a vote on the above issue and im all for a democratic vote but ive heard of no law stopping me from purchasing Playboy at 10am on sunday or buying a gun at 9am ( yes, im aware that most stores of any kind dont open up untill 11am on sunday and im sure god had something to do with that as well ). Can't a guy buy a beer when he got up early to get his day going and drink it later without having to go out again ? ... no he can't, why ? cause' god said so. Then lets raise a glass at 12:01pm to the NFL on sunday and to all those players making millions and hurting eachother purposely and thanking all mighty Jesus with blessing him with the ablility to do so and then going out afterwards with their gun in hand to Las Vegas ( the city of sin ) and shooting up the ceilings of their respected casino screaming hallelujah !!! we won the game !! just let us regular guys have a cold one will ya ?... J.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-273850904635250680?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/273850904635250680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=273850904635250680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/273850904635250680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/273850904635250680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/god-vs-my-sunday.html' title='God vs. My Sunday'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-5238701181903840603</id><published>2007-08-22T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T14:34:51.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL BITES FAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   Ive been a football fan  since  I can remember, a devoted one to the Pittsburgh Steelers for 30yrs especially. The recent events involving Mr. Vick really is just perhaps the cherry on the sundae of what's been going on since the NFL was founded. Player after player after player have been involved in some sort of controversy or illegal activity since I can remember. One thing i am tired of hearing though is players defending one another for offenses they know to be terrible " he made a mistake, he's my friend ill stand behind him" or " he just needs to get back to doing what he does best and thats playing football" how bout this one.. " I wish him the best and  know with gods help, he'll pull through it" , spare me please !!!! Mistake ? tell how he unknowingly put dogs in a position to tear each others faces off and dispose of them ruthlessly?, this shit really pisses me off and another quote i heard from an NBA player saying "its a sport " ....somebody shoot me!! I've heard alot of questions on whether or not this is about race some say yes and some have said no, but i would like to say that this is about a culture, the white culture of this country really doesn't want to say publicly that they find many things wrong with the black culture of this country because they would feel targeted with racial accusations. Lets just admit that most of the black culture doesn't find much wrong with dog fighting or any subject related that has to do with black athletes getting in trouble more often than white athletes, I've heard of no white athletes interviewed yet on this matter of dog fighting or waving guns in the air at night clubs, why, because they would be accused of you know what . Is anyone aware that 75% of athletes in the NFL are black ? or 85% of athletes in the NBA are black as well ? if most of our top sports teams in this country are made up of "minorities" then what does race have anything to do about why Mr. Vick is being prosecuted? Its about what is against the law and what isn't . The next time i hear " well thats the kind of enviroment they come from " im gonna explode. If professional athletes want to fuck up then let 'em and kick them out of their respected leagues what ever color they are but lets quit crying about how black athletes are being picked on more than white athletes . i wonder what the NAACP would have to say if all of the NFL players were black ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-5238701181903840603?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5238701181903840603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=5238701181903840603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5238701181903840603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5238701181903840603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/nfl-bites-fan.html' title='NFL BITES FAN'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1459375075665478025</id><published>2007-08-18T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:54:22.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The United States of Country Fried Brains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Its no secret in my circle of friends or my wife that I cant stand country music, if fact, it down right makes me feel like I'm going to vomit every time i hear it ( not really, but you get my meaning). Glitter wearing furry hat owners of gap jeans and of all things, pirate shirts LOL...give me a fucking break, Big n Rich !!!! ? they're like Glenn Cambell on crack. The females in this genre are even worse, its like they were all pre-packed in a pillsbury roll and then sliced on to a cookie sheet they call country and baked for 20 mins cause that how long most of them last in the industry ....the back up bands for these jokes should be ashamed of themselves, real musicians dressed up like Barbie's doll house country cabin set. I've even seen some guy playing a mandolin like he was asked to do a solo in Led Zepplin were do these idiots come from !!? Now my wife love country and I'm sure she is going to play the videos more often now after reading this one but i will hold my ground. A lot of things clear up for me when i try and figure out how G.W. Bush got hired for the job in the first place and how he kept his job for another 4 years.....country music is really the blanket that keeps this whole mess warm, heres how , most of our nations soldiers come from south of the mason dixin line most of our military bases are stationed there as well. So, every time some good ol' boy sings a song about "raisin the flag" or  puttin' some boot in some guys ass it sells millions and  it sells the public on this stupid administration when Toby Keith goes on tour with his Ford truck from hell !!! I don't see any country band or solo artist promoting better fuel economy for example, why? because Ford and Chevy pull out their sponsorship for their joke of a country tour thats why !! I would like to take this last sentence and apologize to Mr. Cash who I'm sure is rolling in his grave over the insult these so called country artists interpret the music he helped define for many a generation, good night and good luck "America".&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1459375075665478025?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1459375075665478025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1459375075665478025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1459375075665478025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1459375075665478025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/united-states-of-country-fried-brains.html' title='The United States of Country Fried Brains'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1905039154281433637</id><published>2007-08-15T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:33:19.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Slide your savings plus card now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; yourself pulling up to a parking lot, you get out of your car and you walk up to the automatic sliding doors that part like the red sea to let you in, as you enter you are soon struck in the face with the smell of vomit, (you know, that great odor that lays siege to your nose in the bottle return section of a grocery store? ), your face contorts and you turn to your left because you think the smell is coming from the right of you but you soon realize in those short few seconds that its encompassing the whole of the entrance way . After making it through that mess you walk to your left, and as your walking you feel a tight pull on the bottom of your shoes but its no pull at all its your shoes sticking to floor as you walk....."great" you think to yourself,  "whats next?" as you keep walking. Trudging along fly paper alley you get closer to the first stop on the agenda you begin to hear a buzzing sound and you think, "I'm no longer outside, where is that coming from ?" well its actually coming from the section thats selling the banana's you wanted and they are covered in flies !! "F!@# ck", you say out loud and then look to see if anyone saw you freaking out for a second, yep, someone did, and that someone is a middle aged woman who's shirt is three sizes too small and she forgot to shave under her armpits or clean out her belly button since 1979. Too shocked to say a word you turn your head to look at the rotting nectarines when  suddenly you see her sneeze all over the grapes that were just laid out before your cursing outburst. Proceeding very rapidly away from "snotnose" you arrive at the meat section ( god help you) and see the " Managers special", 5 pounds of ground beef that expires...oh, in about 4 hours...or the " boneless pork chops " that look very suspicious, like... they were wiped across the ass of "snotnose " back in produce. "Ok" you say and you just want to get at least the canned goods " they can't be contaminated " as your walking up  and grab the Hormel chili with no beans you immediately pull back in horror to see something exploded all over those cans and you don't even want to know WHAT that was. Shaking your head in despair, another person walks by and reaches in front of you to grab a can of chili when you look up to stop them the hot pink shirt that has a giant number 3 on it that reads NASCAR #1 forever, you stop, not even bothering to comment on the mullet haircut with a tail, capped off with a ball cap that says " I love my Bitch". Amazingly, you press on hoping to find someone in this godforsakin' store that came from planet earth but your not gonna hold your breath. The candy isle, the one place you think you might be able to find a little light at the end of the tunnel, nope, there's jr. opening every Hersheys with almonds and stuffing them down his face screaming (in his best Forrest Gump impression ) "mama, mama can I have a candy bar ? "  Running now, you slide like the Iceman to the loaf of bread that you have to have for sandwiches WHOOOO HOOO !!! they have what you're looking for!!  and when your grab that loaf you may as well have grabbed a brick from Boston Garden,with heart broken your drop it on the floor in disgust and it breaks the tile. Frozen food, that trusty old friend that never let you down during those single days when thats all you could afford after paying the rent. Stouffers pizza with pepperoni and mushroom, ahhh.... now there's a treat "we meet again old friend" holding that little piece of gold that was overlooked by the living dead roaming the store. Your hands feel cold grasping that box not noticing because your eyes are closed overwhelmed with joy at finding something worth having in this portal to hell you open them to notice theres more ice on this box of pizza than in the movie Happy Feet. Now more than ever you are determined at least to check out with what little you have in your cart and never return, as you approach the check out line your mouth drops in awe, Lane #4 is the only one open and you are tenth in line. "The battle of wills is not over" you say to yourself I'm going to the U-scan because the Einstein's waiting in line to pay with the 600 bottles they returned from a long day walking along the side of the freeway don't know how to use 21st century technology. My first scan is the 10 pack of cherry kool -aid for 2 bucks, "beep beep beep please wait for the cashier" !@$%$# !!!!!!! "I'm never going to get out of here " you burn into your brain. After you've spent 30 min on 12 items trying get scanned properly, finally your on your way out the door and as you walk by the customer care counter lined up with people trying to return cottage cheese and beef jerky the manager sees you, smiles and says "have nice day and come back soon!!" he  doesn't even notice the middle finger you are holding up to his face as you pass him by. The car door opens to let you in and you breath a sigh of relief as u sit down in the drivers seat and proceed to go home, when you arrive to the open arms of your wife and she asks "did you get everything  on the list?" !@@@%$#&amp;amp;*........ yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1905039154281433637?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1905039154281433637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1905039154281433637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1905039154281433637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1905039154281433637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/alone-at-alamo.html' title='&quot;Slide your savings plus card now&quot;'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-1464888072570116614</id><published>2007-08-13T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:34:25.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big city blues</title><content type='html'>I was recently in Chicago over the weekend and though it wasn't my first time there, it was the first time I realized how shity the "big city" I live close to is. Every major city in the world has its slums im sure but what makes my "big city" unique is it's once proud stature as a big time influence in the industrializing of our country and one of my "favorite" things to pick on about my "big city" is that by its citizens actions they wouldn't give two rats asses to do anything about its rapidly declining infrastructure. Less than 20% of its registered voters partake in its voting process, its the number one murder capitol in the U.S. , big business refuses, behind closed doors, to place their companies in the city due to its crime rate, the big 3 have all but dissapeared from the downtown area. There has never been a subway system downtown because the"big city" wanted you to buy their cars to drive into town, not take a ride. All the industry that lined the entrance into the downtown area are now rotting away. Unless you work in one of the 3 casinos or are bartender/ waiter there is no reason for you to be down there at all ....oh wait, there's the football team.....no ...they've sucked since 53' ...there's baseball ...their old stadium is a huge black hole in the city...there's hockeytown....name one player that lives in the city....basketball....who gives a crap, the refs fix the games anyway. The point im making here with the sports teams is that most of the people that go see them dont live in the city or have no connection with it at all, most of their parents moved out of the city 40 years ago plus I've never heard of a city that rebuilt itself on one good season of a franchise so dont give me any crap on that one. Its the people that can make a reputation of a great city and those people of this "big city" have been gone for half a century. If your poor or not well off there is still no reason to have your yard look like a nuclear waste dump, take some pride in yourself for fucks sake!! If you've never been to Cleveland I suggests you go there, its a perfect example of what an historic city that's had its share of shitty times and its populace pulled themselves out of the mud and into a fun and prosperous city. DETROIT !!!!!! I hope you are listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-1464888072570116614?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1464888072570116614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=1464888072570116614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1464888072570116614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/1464888072570116614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-city-blues.html' title='Big city blues'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8419365226724519001</id><published>2007-08-07T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:09:39.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A city without a home</title><content type='html'>Now I'm no expert on the economy or international relations or for that matter the use of proper english or grammar but I find it hard to ignore the fact that one of the nations oldest and colorful cities has still been ignored by our so called national government. How can we as a nation still shrug our shoulders and say "geez that really sucks down there why dont they fix that fuckin' mess?" ), forget all the racial questions out there for now I'll touch on that later on this blog sight, lets look at this from a REAL patriotic view. What does this say to the rest of the world about how we take care of our own? . The U.S doesn't have anyone to bomb over this except mother nature. It seems the idea of rebuilding a landmark city that showed such a diverse element of american culture isnt really important because those in power cant gain from its revival. I get at least 3 phone calls a week to my home asking if I'll go to Iraq as an interpreter and help american contractors rebuild that country. Ive heard of no american contractors  over seas getting calls to come here to New Orleans and help rebuild here. There is no excuse for the United States to abanden the state of Louisiana none at all. Now i know there is more to this situation than meets the eye such as no one voted in the city to pay for a new levy before Katrina hit and there were alot of mercenary builders heading down there to gouge the city for repairs but if the U.S was ever REALLY concerned about protecting its borders and coastlines that levy would have been built 6 years ago. Can you imagine New York city getting ignored by its government after the planes flew into the towers? "oh well i guess they shouldnt have built those towers so tall and maybe those planes would have missed them " , would you buy that excuse ? i hope not. I dont want to think about how our  government really feels about its inhabitants. Lets think about how we as cititzens really feel about our government and their agenda right here in the good old U.S of A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8419365226724519001?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8419365226724519001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8419365226724519001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8419365226724519001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8419365226724519001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/city-with-out-home.html' title='A city without a home'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-8919771516898342036</id><published>2007-08-03T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:54:47.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no more heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I was growing up a hero was Captain America, Superman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shazam&lt;/span&gt; or the Mighty Thor, they seemed to me, invincible. Flying over tall buildings to smash Lex Luthers robots , destroying the enemies of Asgard or deafeating the Red Skull in hand to hand combat. Those were the heroes most kids my age looked up to defeat the bad guys, now, anyone can be a hero all of a sudden. Yes, the reality is they really dont exist but that was the point, it was a dream. Imagining your fighting side by side with Iron Man or cleaning up the streets as Dardevil, those were great times, but the heroes now can be anyone who picks up a piece of garbage on the street or shows up to work on time 5 days in row. A guest spot on Oprah is some shmuck who helped an old lady take her groceries in on  a rainy day ( not that this person wasn't a good guy but come on a hero !! ) The police officer now is a daily hero and the firefighter is basically a saint since 911 thats all just way too much hot dog and apple pie for me. If every good deed thats done by someone constitutes as an heroic act then i have no idea anymore what to call the heroes I grew up with and that really  burns my ass and I just wont have that . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-8919771516898342036?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8919771516898342036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=8919771516898342036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8919771516898342036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/8919771516898342036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-are-no-more-heroes.html' title='There are no more heroes'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-5800219421559231051</id><published>2007-08-02T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:52:35.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faux Fraternity ( The first flower to piss on)</title><content type='html'>I've often wondered what the draw was to certain technology that seemed to me anyway, more of a hassle than a benefit and one of those bits of circuitry is the cell phone WHAT THE F__K !!!? can it be anymore of a pain in the ass when you are actually having a face to face conversation with someone ( a rarity in the 21st century)  and then you hear that really shitty song coming out the side of ass of the person you are talking to and they proceed to pick it up and totally interrupt the convo you were having almost instantly!!. Now i too have a cell phone, do i use it ? not enough to even justify having a second phone bill  nor is it even turned on most of the time. i originally got the phone because i had an unreliable car and it broke down on me in the middle of nowhere but thats another story. I'm not naive to the fact to think im the only one out there that feels this way but i had to say this so i don't sound too rightous :) . I think most people have the cell phone becasue its the cheapest form of modern technology that one can afford and through my own experience working with thousands of indiviuals over the last fifteen years it seemed to be a way for them to feel as if they are keeping up with all techno crap that has flooded our   television screeens every 12 minutes between reality shows, "Stay in touch with everyone you love through Sprint, every second, every minute and every day". Most of those people have never moved out of  their moms house but they can afford $300 phone bill ?!! . It a Faux Fraternity they don't even realize they are in and it really gets me thinking as to why i even need a cell phone, how did i ever manage before?, how did our parents ever manage before?. I remember when you shopped for someone and you knew what to get them with out having to make that call because u knew them by having face to face conversations with eachother. Maybe we should listen to our wives and loved ones when they talk to us maybe we need to be more responsible and take the grocery list that they made for you the night before. I guess after all this BLA BLA BLA-ing technology has made us less responsible for ourselves and it keeps dumbing us down year after year after year, it dose'nt make us more in touch with the world going around us it actually keeps us more out of touch because we can just push a number on our speed dial and talk to someone while we are taking a dump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-5800219421559231051?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5800219421559231051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=5800219421559231051&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5800219421559231051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/5800219421559231051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/faux-fraternity-first-flower-to-piss-on.html' title='Faux Fraternity ( The first flower to piss on)'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373927507003849979.post-538367065720699534</id><published>2007-08-01T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:37:34.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The What and The Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll begin this "operation" by stating that i hate blogs. What is it about this process that has the average "Joe" feeling that he or she has to poor his or her soul onto the most hollow and cold form of self expression....the blog? I'll tell you, its too f!@#$ easy thats why. So, with that little tidbit out of the way lets get to the What part of the title in this (it kills me to even write it) BLOG. WHAT  is this blog (theres that word again) going to be about? its going to be about how i feel this "Great" country of ours is creating a bunch of morons for the future, force feeding us really bad movies, making us feel totally dependent on technology that we don't really need like the cell phone.....yes i said it.. the cell phone and other idiotic stuff that catches my fancy.  The WHY part is really simple to me regardless of what the title of this blog site says, I have hope. I have hope that changes can be made, culturally , economically,  politically, religiously and  even on a social level as well such as films with Keanu Reeves ( I don't care if i spelled his name wrong)  Now this may all sound like a  bunch of B.S  and it may well all be true  but I have to start  somewhere and I'll start by Pissing on Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373927507003849979-538367065720699534?l=pissingonflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/538367065720699534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5373927507003849979&amp;postID=538367065720699534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/538367065720699534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373927507003849979/posts/default/538367065720699534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissingonflowers.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-and-why.html' title='The What and The Why'/><author><name>Red Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16878101809879356817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuAKVVZqDoc/S5JezYfZA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/hT7nqh3UvJ0/S220/wolf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
