back from the wilderness

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I forgot the pictures sorry: Edit two

Put two of the same pictures...sheesh

I am back from the wilderness. Where dinosaur prints can be seen and the heat allows you to cook an egg on rocks, although not a very timely way of cooking an egg, it can be done.

When two young boys who love to be outside tell you, it is too hot then you know it is damn hot. So hot that you can sit a weenie on a rock and come back later to find it partially cooked and eaten by ants.

Now that ants have tasted cooked wieners they will grow bigger brains and become our over lords. Get out the poison now!

Went to fossil rim, I was kissed by a giraffe, nuzzled by a very large red deer, and took some wonderful pics of the nephews as they held incredulous looks upon their faces feeding the animals. (No pics of family on the blog is a rule)

My BiL kept asking something I was much too polite to talk about, what kind of recipes one could come up with all for all the beasts. The sister rolled her eyes a lot while my Mom laughed.

It is strange that both sister and BiL have masters degrees and say I am the educated one, they asked me many questions about the animals, and I answered most; my nephews watch the animal planet a lot and knew about most of the animals at Fossil Rim.

Been around the block a few times I guess and know many recipes.

They will be in Fort Worth proper tomorrow and I will show them around the town.

Saw a few women in bikinis at a beach that left nothing to the imagination. That made me happy to see so much body freedom. It has always seemed odd to me to swim with clothes on since you are going to be in the water getting wet.

I saw some places I would not mind living in because of the beauty of the hills and trees.

I cannot believe my Mom is putting up with being in a camper for two weeks.

Somehow, it seems my nephews changed personalities with each other.

The youngest gets carsick and barfed in a bucket. I wiped his mouth and all and made sure he was all right sitting in the back seat of the truck. Since I was trained as a Combat Lifesaver in the Army, I learned how to give someone an IV yet after training never was able to actually give anyone an IV, I asked the nephew, jokingly, if I could give him an IV.

“Yes, give me an IV! he said with glee. Baby sister, Mom, and BiL all laughed. “Why you guys are laughing?” he asked so innocently yet with a smile on his face that made me know that he knew that perhaps that an IV was not that much of a great thing. Enough of that.

My baby sister said laughing, “Honey Uncle Blue wants to stick a needle in your arm.”
“Oh dude no!” he laughed then called me bonehead. The oldest nephew called me crazy and we all laughed.

The Dr. Pepper museum in Dublin Texas rocks; I used to drink Dr. Pepper a lot when I was a kid. Maybe I will drink a Dr. Pepper from the Dublin Texas place from time to time. It is made with pure cane sugar and taste really good. I was surprised since I tend not to drink soft drinks anymore.

I noticed that many towns in Texas have a city hall in a square that has Victorian architecture as its theme.

Dr. Pepper

Texas City hall Wheatherford

Texas group wants to ban Bruno

A Group in Texas wants cities to ban the Movie: Bruno. Here we go again. Why don’t you just fucking stay home and let those who want to watch the movie alone.

You fucking ass hats stay in your little make believe world, stay the fuck there, and leave everyone else alone. You know I was not going to go and see the movie but now I will.

I am going camping. I probably will not post much since I will be giving Mom, Sister, BIL, and two nephews a tour of Fort Worth and the surrounding area.

Texas, Cowboys, and Free Thinkers.

Texas, Cowboys, and Free Thinkers.

Texas seems like such a conservative state now, despite its hedonistic past filled with outlaws and free thinkers. Now the religious folk wish to tell you how to live and want to teach your kids that believing in myth is the way to go when living life.

My friend Lab Kat has a post regarding Texas public education titled: The Texas State Board of Ignorance, Part 2 . It is about someone who wants to forget about the separation of church and state so that we can meld the minds of children into unrealistic myth believers.

Strange since Texas, in the recent past, was known for outlaws, prostitutes and free-minded people who wanted to get away from the chains that bind society. Currently one of my favorite singers Willie Nelson comes to mind as someone having the Texas spirit.

Yet, there are those that wish to chain our minds into a mythological grind and forget that freedom means not telling people how they should live their lives. Many people want the freedom to tell you what the hell to do and forget about what you feel; it makes the mind reel when you think about how people really do not want freedom. They just want to tell you how you should live.

Cowboy now tends to mean jackass too many people. Cowboy used to be the original hippies. They craved the freedom to be themselves and not let someone who has read only one book based on myth tell them how to live.

I know many cowboys, most ride Harleys not horses, but I do not know of anyone who goes to church. These cowboys are not group thinkers they are free-minded individuals.

Now Texas is nothing like it used to be, it is not free nor is it a place where someone can be who they wish to be and not be told how to live.

These religious freaks are always talking about taking America back for God and country. They must have never read a real history book. They must have never read Washington’s, Jefferson’s’ and Franklin’s letters and diaries.

The religious freaks live in a world of myth and they want you to live in the make believe world of myth.

I say we need to take America and Texas back from the religious freaks. Make it a land of freethinkers and free-minded individuals who slap some sense into the silly heads of those who wish to live in make believe.

Zen Pond

Tree’s leaves sing in the wind. Frogs croak in delight, summer air upon their amphibious bodies gives warm caresses. Birds fly to and fro, no special place to go, singing their song, nothing in their happy lives is wrong.

A horse drinks water from the pond, fish swim away; in the distance, another horse neighs. Flowers beautify nature. Nature takes a bow.

Mind drivel

Mind drivel

I love so many types of women. Women are the best thing in this world.

Squirrels are hungry, they gather nuts, people are hungry, and they put their nuts in homeless shelters.

Life is a bowl of cherries with pits. Spit the fucking pits out and enjoy the sweetness.

Dogs are dogs cats are cats we still can respect the differences and show some love. People are people let us show them some love.

Speaking of love when is the last time that you smiled at a stranger?

Chicken gizzards.

Pots and pans need washing, the soap is near, but the pots and pans will be there tomorrow.

Advertisements try to get you to buy, say to the advertisements, “Group think sucks.”

Cool cars are red oceans are blue only because they reflect a certain light.

Silk pajamas are wonderful, silk sheets upon naked skin is fantastic, naked skin upon naked skin is a climax.

Maybe I should have twittered this drivel…later.

I see the man with no feet, I have no shoes, I love to walk barefoot, I give him a hug.

Clothes are over rated unless it is cold.

Penguins are cool.

Ducks are quaky.

Sex a day will keep the horniness away.

I have noticed when I see a person if I have a frown they frown too, if I have a smile they smile too, we have more power than we think.

Roses are red is not a true statement. There are many types and colors of roses. There are many types and colors of women. Everything is beautiful in its own way.


We need to eat, we need to sleep, we need love; everything else is Lagniappe.

Muhammad Ali stated, “A man who views the world the same at fifty as he did at twenty has wasted thirty years of his life.” I tend to say people who have not changed by the time they are 30 have lost their way in the journey that is life.

Zebra’s have stripes, tigers do too, but their strips are different.

I do not like moon pies or Twinkies. I love plums and strawberries. Nature does it best.

The plum fairy is nonexistent. We have to grow our own plums.

Growing our own plums takes work, we cannot wait to see what happens we have to make it happen.

Lifetimes are arbitrary; we must live for the moment.

Cow tongue.

We think certain foods might be horrible until we taste the food then think it is wonderful. Life is like that.

Violets are blue. But they are happy being blue.

Sitting here mind driveling I think I can drink that beer in the fridge. But it may chase the thoughts away.


That Coors light can of beer in the fridge is aptly named “Silver Bullet.” It may make you feel happy at the time but in the end, it makes your organs shrivel.

Organs are cool.




Played differently with one of the universes most beautiful creations playing the Violin:


Meditation is the key to mindfulness. Mindfulness is the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to life. So it goes.

Do we have souls? Are we nothing? Are we dust in the wind?

Kansas - Dust In The Wind

Broken hearts can mend when we have friends.

Friends are the family we get to choose.


In meditation we see ourselves truly…we see our selves as we are… we are only true to ourselves when we who we wish to be…Shakespeare said, “This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell; my blessing season this in thee!.”

Yet, can we say farewell to family and friends, we think of them, like they are still present? They never go away, death never lets us part, memories last forever.


I saw a fly land on my food. I did not kill the fly I just shooed the fly away. How many people have you shooed away today?

I took the fork in the road most traveled. If is now upon my mind.

Pieces of you are in my mind. Thank you.

Children laughing with so much hope.

Fried chicken is bad for the heart yet great for the taste buds and the mind.

Good night sweet people, until we meet again.



Ok That is the end. No more I have to get ready for bed since I wake up at 4:30am. That is it you may go now.

I mean this post was long enough people I have to go and you do to, read a book by Kurt Vonnegut. That is where I first read the saying “so it goes”.

You still here? This is a very long post you know.

Ok just remember to not forget; because if you forget things will not be the same; until some friend comes up and says, “Remember me?”

Even if you do not remember, friends will help you remember. Trust me, all the old friends talk about the times I do not remember, and I tell them about the times they do not remember; we laugh, we sing, we drink way too much, and hopefully someone will stay sober enough to remember!

Just remember one of my favorite quotes:

The truth is that life is hard and dangerous;
that he who seeks his own happiness does not find it;
that he who is weak must suffer;
that he who demands love, will be disappointed;
that he who is greedy, will not be fed;
that he who seeks peace, will find strife;
that truth is only for the brave;
that joy is only for him who does not fear to be alone;
that life is only for the one who is not afraid to die.
-- Joyce Carey
Ok really it is the end. Have to go to work tomorrow. Ok I will leave you the cheeky end like I used to a long time ago.

NOT SAFE FOR WORK (unless you work at Playboy etc.)

Chocolate Kills! Dogma and Haiku for Health Drink

Wake up sleepy heads I have something to tell you. Your friend the Chocolate can kill you. Yes, you heard it right it will kill you! Stop crying. Just follow the link:
Chocolate Kills!

Dogma: The sanctuary of the ignorant person who needs to have feelings of superiority.
Blues Definition

Icy sweet tasty
Antioxidant Bullet
Great morning smoothie

Fireworks while in bed

I was sleeping peacefully but began dreaming I was in a live fire exercise in the Army, realized I had not been in the Army in ten years I woke up. Looking at the clock, I saw 1:02am. Looking at the window in the direction where all the popping and whistling was coming from I saw flashes of light.

I thought to my self, “What kind of dumb mother fucker shoots off fireworks at 1:02am on a weeknight.” I answered my own question by saying to myself a stupid drunk motherfucker.

I would assume that they were pooping the fire works in the small park that my bedroom window almost faces. But, I do not think I would see as much light flash as I was seeing.

I never got a chance to look outside because it ended quickly. Probably lasted for about five or ten minutes right before the cops had a chance to show up and put someone in jail.