Trucking can be like a bad marriage...

Poor poor Jack Tripper..he groped the wrong dude on this day...
He just figured all at the 'Golden Rainbow golf club'...were like him..same sex orientated...but he was wrong...and on this day, groped, smacked the wrong guy on his phanny...

The maintance man was so enraged that he ran down, over, poor jack in his turbo golf cart...which was all captured on film...

Poor poor jack...he didn't know...

 

Hi,...last post of the night...

But where have all the hero's gone?

As I sit here listening to the classic rock radio channel...a lot of these songs take me back to a time in my life, when I use to look up to people like my brother and his rocker friends...

They seemed like heroes to me...they seemed sturdy, as they would practice band or whatever...

Where have these types gone?
What do they look like now?
Was it all an illusion?

Are hero's a thing a fairytales?

Other than God, is there no one to look up to anymore?

Wow...what a sad realization...

Anyways...goodnight...

 

Hello hello hello everyone...oh what a day...hot hot hot...then when I got home...internet connection frustration...

I can't stand those auto-mated phone assistant programs...

They never offer you the selection of what your calling for...

I cursed at the thing, and it hung up on me...



Ok...like just give me a regular human...one from Kansas, not Singapore or India or Shang pan China...just give me a custimor service person from Kansas...is that to much to ask??

It's like I'm either speaking to a robot, or Jarim mohob shakaar...

Not fair....oh well, what are ya gonna do...

Any ways...I'm off now...but not really enjoying it yet...

I don't allow people to talk to me like 'crap' anymore at work...I don't get paid enough for that...

I know I may look younger than I really am to some...but I've paid my dues...
And I don't tolerate smack from receivers...I'm past the stage of feeling like I need to 'take stuff' so I can learn...rude is just rude...and at this stage, i have nothing to loose...
And when you stand up for yourself, it's very liberating...very much so...

When you've tasted homelessness...and survived it...nothing else really can scare you...
No job, or the custimors I deal with, is worth my dignity...

Just a few bad apples...

Anyways...now that I'm back on the net...I feel more relaxed now...and will do my thing...
back shortly...

Oh, and if you want to see the freak that I am...go here...(but I'm a nice kind 'freak'...some of you know that by now...)

http://underworldrealities.webs.com/aboutme.htm.........

 

Well it's time for bed, time for dreams, an escape...a relief from the realities of this world...

I love dreaming...no gravity and no perimeters...just possibilities...



Sometimes I can't believe God died for our sins...us, we, people...
I mean the best amongst us is rotten, foul, and self centered...
We extend none of the grace, kindness and love God extended to us, towards our fellow man...

Instead we condemn and judge...on issues that have nothing to do with 'good' or 'bad'...rather personal 'taste'...

We are, humans, some of the most selfish, selfrighteous, beings ever created by God...

We all want God to love us, but yet we are so unwilling to love others who look different, come from a different region ect ect...

I just can't wait to see how people try to justify their hate and bigotry on that day...

instead of reaching out to, we close doors, literaly slam them...and then turn around and expect God to hear our own prayers...

It's gross, when you really think about it...how small minded most humans are...

Oh well...for a few hours tonight, I get to escape into the realm of dreams, freedom and possibilities...

Goodnight...

 

Oh the colorful vibrance of the Brazilian culture would totally make me look, or seem tame...



I honestly can't tell if the above are men or women or both?
We must come from the same species...
I know the plaque of Obama in the background will drive many on the 'right' insane...like Obama worship or something...I just noticed it...
Actually, being on line is kind of like my Marti grass...in real life, I just look like, function like, any other normal blue collar soul...

Ok, this one kinda totally went over my head...but thanks for stopping by anyways...