So it’s been a while. Life has been a real stone cold bitch. I won’t complain beyond that. For those that know anything about poker here are a few hands from tonight…
Yes in 23 hands I can back from 80 chips with the blinds 25/50. A lot of it was luck but after 700 it was skill to a large degree. I dominated him. I had him on tilt. It was a done deal and I didn’t even realize it. I even told him good game the hand before when he took all but 80 of my chips. I am waiting for the next one to start. It’s a heads up tourney and this was only the first round. I have to be on my game because luck won’t get the 1382 that is being paid for first place…
A fact, to which most of you who know me can attest, is that I like country music in pretty much all of its stripes. I can throw down at an alt.country show, am somewhat of a regular at The Firehouse for Red Dirt Music, and have some Nashville types that don’t make me puke. Last night, and I wished this had been a nightmare, I watched two shows on cable: Open Country and The Edge of Country. What I expected were shows that were the television equivalent of X Country (my favorite XM station back when I had XM). What I got on the first show was a series of videos that at best were Southern Alternative (yes I am coining a new genre in this post). The only thing country about them was a little bit, maybe, if you listened, of twang in the singers voice. Not a single fiddle, steel guitar, or any of the rhythms that comprise anything known as country. The videos were all artsy and bad and the lack of cowboy hats just added to the whole mess. It was not a country music show by any stretch. It was some sort of strange-almost-Southern-Alternative. It didn’t even qualify for alt.country. It made me mindful of Hank III’s “Dick in Dixie”
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(Read the article)
Country Heroes
Hank III
Well, oh what a feeling
that burns down low
when you ain’t got no where to turn,
or no where to go
It makes me feel like sometimes
I’m outta control
So I’m gonna get wasted
with all my country heroes
I’m drinkin’ some George Jones,
and a little bit of Coe
Haggard’s easin’ my misery
and Waylon’s keepin’ me from home
Hank’s givin’ me those high times -
Cash is gonna sing it low
I’m here gettin’ wasted -
here with my country heroes
I’m drinkin’ that whiskey
out of that glass
and if that ain’t country,
boy, you can kiss my ass
I wanna hear them old songs -
nothin’ of the new
’cause this might be the last time
I’m gonna see you
So I’m drinkin’ some George Jones,
and a little bit of Coe
Haggard’s easin’ my misery
and Waylon’s keepin’ me from home
Hanks givin’ me those high times -
Cash is gonna sing it low
and I’m here gettin’ wasted -
just like my country heroes
I’m here gettin’ wasted -
with all my country heroes
Of course the geek in me demands this s/whiskey/jaeger/g to make it right. I don’t have anything to say beyond that…
An unsourced Chesterton quote sums up the insanity which will follow
When a Man stops believing in God he doesn¹t then believe in nothing, he believes anything.
Daily Mail
By NATASHA COURTENAY-SMITH and MORAG TURNER
Had Toni Vernelli gone ahead with her pregnancy ten years ago, she would know at first hand what it is like to cradle her own baby, to have a pair of innocent eyes gazing up at her with unconditional love, to feel a little hand slipping into hers - and a voice calling her Mummy.But the very thought makes her shudder with horror.
Because when Toni terminated her pregnancy, she did so in the firm belief she was helping to save the planet.
I will take this time to make an announcement which may explain why this article hit me like a bat upside the head. We are officially expecting our seventh blessing from God. I am still in the shock state but I know I will be excited in the coming days as they turn into weeks which will turn into months. Then I go and read about some psycho who believes she is saving the planet by aborting a child. The sickness goes even deeper as you read on. If you are strong of stomach then please continue reading. If you are not then stop right here, say a prayer to God the Father and thank Him that this craziness is limited in its scope and by definition will bred itself out of society.
Incredibly, so determined was she that the terrible “mistake” of pregnancy should never happen again, that she begged the doctor who performed the abortion to sterilise her at the same time.
He refused, but Toni - who works for an environmental charity - “relentlessly hunted down a doctor who would perform the irreversible surgery.
Odd how this woman couldn’t, at first, find a doctor to perform surgery on her that would reverse nature’s (God’s) plan. She claims to be protecting the environment by denying her own religion. Forget for a moment that God created the heavens and the earth. Forget that He alone breathed life into our species. Let us pretend we are like the enviro-nuts and believe that it’s all nature and random chance. By sterilizing yourself you remove yourself from nature. Let us take a trip down the avenue of random chance. The abortion alone could have saved the world from another Hitler. It could have saved us from another genocide like Rwanda. On the flip side it could have destroyed the mind that could have saved us from the Satan of the environmentalist movement: Global Warming. It could have destroyed the woman who discovered the next breakthrough in renewable energy. Let us now pull our minds back into reality and delve further into the madness.
Finally, eight years ago, Toni got her way.
At the age of 27 this young woman at the height of her reproductive years was sterilised to “protect the planet”.
You can see that this person has removed herself from the gene pool. Her chance of passing on her religion to the next generation is severely limited. If I were a bitter person I would hope that more whack jobs would sterilize themselves but the fact is that the major event in a person’s life that sways them to change their beliefs is the birth of a child. I would hope that the man in this woman’s life would have been disappointed but alas this is not the case.
Incredibly, instead of mourning the loss of a family that never was, her boyfriend (now husband) presented her with a congratulations card.
Going against all biological imperatives is not something that a human being was designed to be able to do easily. It would take a very massive indoctrination into some kind of craziness to make this decision as easy as it appears to have been for this couple. The next paragraph almost gets it right but misses the mark.
While some might think it strange to celebrate the reversal of nature and denial of motherhood, Toni relishes her decision with an almost religious zeal.
It is not, as the writer states, “an almost religious zeal” it is in fact a religious zeal. This is the hallmark of the current enviro-movement. They have removed God from the equation, or in the case of those claiming to be Christian made Him impotent in the face of man’s actions, to such a degree that they believe that they can actually change something that has been provably happening since the dawn of time. I am not going to debate the full depths of the religion in this post as I am examining this one zealot’s actions.
“Having children is selfish. It’s all about maintaining your genetic line at the expense of the planet,” says Toni, 35.
“Every person who is born uses more food, more water, more land, more fossil fuels, more trees and produces more rubbish, more pollution, more greenhouse gases, and adds to the problem of over-population.”
Of course she invokes the fallacy of over-population to try and justify her actions. They are actions that go against nature (God) and every instinct in every species. We are created to reproduce. It is our function. To dig deeper we are created to reproduce worshipers of a great and awesome God. It is as Chesterton is attributed in the quote with which I opened this piece. We remove God and people will believe in anything. We cannot, as a species, believe in nothing. We are hard wired to believe. If we refuse the truth then we are open to any number of lies and falsehoods that seem beautiful and nice but by their very source are sinister and vile.
I have posted less than half the article. The rest is drivel about false moral responsibility and leading green lives. They have brainwashed themselves into believing that the most basic instinct, even by their own belief system, is evil and morally bereft. Chesterton, at least by attribution, was right. We are seeing it more and more every day. Religion masquerading as science, genocide of the unborn, and other liberal conerstones. It is a religion and we are blind if we do not treat it as such.
I know it’s been way too long since I have written. However I offer, as usual, no excuses. It is time for an upgrade of the backend of the site. Depending on how that goes it may be time for a re-design. I like the sink still and it may be the longest running skin I have ever used. So who knows. I have one article to post before I go down this long and winding upgrade road. So have fun reading it. After this I think I am going to enable a mogblog module as well as turning off comments or turning on full moderation. I have a couple of other paths which I must walk that I would like to document in some fashion. Some may or may not understand hence full moderation or no comments at all. Wish my luck on the upgrade.
Danny Carlton.
jacklewis.net
Those names used to be someone I read on a regular basis. However they are not on my regular reading list any longer. My wife and I used to be avid readers of jacklewis.net and I have even conversed with Danny in the past and have used his code as well. He is now a raving lunatic. If you use firefox you will need to install a couple of things to see his site as he has decided that Firefox users are thieves. I am not kidding. Try going to jacklewis.net with Firefox and you will find yourself going to whyfirefoxisblocked.com! Apparently blocking annoying ads is stealing! Not that I have ever installed ad-blocker but this is craziness. I did however install this a couple of things today. I downloaded auser agent XLM file( (right click and save link as) and the user agent switcher for Firefox. Now Danny can’t block me anymore and just to test I also installed ad block plus and sure enough I can block ads, use Firefox, and view jacklewis.net.
I hate to speak ill of someone these days buy ol’ Danny is deranged. He is actually insane. If you want to make money off of your site then that is yhour right to try and do so. If you want to call people thieves because of their browser choice or their decision to decide what shows up on their computer screen then you are a lunatic. He even uses my wife’s abortion ticker. What a jerk! I had never installed ad block before today. I had never tried to view anyone’s site without seeing ads. I have a right to my browser of choice. I have a right to get around his silly measures. He is a fool and the reason I haven’t linked him is because I don’t want to send him any traffic. I had respect for him once. I have none now.
Well it’s yet another rainy month here in the swamp. It rains at least two or three days a week. It’s not quite a normal rain but is has been keeping the temperature a little more bearable. I have tried not to complain about the heat and humidity here because I narrowly missed having to deal with the oven that is Phoenix and for that I am grateful. However all of this means that my lawn is out of control. I had full plans to mow today but it’s about the color of twilight outside and storming like the world is going to end.
I got to talk to the kids today and they are happy. Not much to relate but everyone sounds content and I am happy for them. It still feels like I am missing an appendage of some sort but at least they are enjoying themselves. Sinead has been missing Anna something fierce and insists she is coming home every day. That is touching and heartbreaking all at the same time.
I was sick Friday so I missed Lee’s birthday party and that sucks. Last night Michelle needed sleep so I missed going out with An-G but we can make that up. It’s been a slow and lazy holiday weekend. I needed it. It came none to soon. The hell of work is almost done and I needed this long weekend to get over the two really frickin’ late nights this week. Lots of cool stuff coming up at work so there are thing to which I can look forward.
Nothing really exciting to say. Nothing really going on. Just needed to write…
My oldest two are gone for six weeks. Their bio-mom has become stable and it is time for them to visit. It’s hard for me to be really honest. I have very mixed feelings on the whole thing. She is stable so I have to let them go. Legally I could say that she had to wait for summer, give me at least thirty days notice, and all the other stuff required in the mound of paperwork generated by our divorce but that would not be doing right by the kids. I am sort of numb, they about three hours ago, and can’t decide if I am depressed about the whole thing or not. The lovely Mrs. Vicious is dealing with it easier, and by easier I mean she knows how she feels about it, I envy her that.
So I am sitting here sort of in this emotional void thinking about all the things I put off for a few more days. All the times I could have shot the BB gun with Aoghdan but was tired and so on. This is some sort of wake up call for me. I have six weeks to order my life in such a manner that I spend the right time with them when they get back. I have been making lots of changes in my life as of late and I think I can accomplish this without too much trouble. I am sad to some degree but I also know they will be back and I will get to make up the problems that aren’t evident in day to day life. I have four other bright eyed children on which to practice my time management skills.
We can call them every day. We can send letters. They have cards on which to write us and stamped and addressed envelopes. I don’t know how I will get through the six weeks. It seems like an eternity already.
This is yet another in the long string of reasons divorce is a horrible thing. The kids are split between two families. Before this it hadn’t come up. Their mom has never been stable enough to take them for any length of time. They have spent time with their great-grandmother and grandmother but it was always three or four days and it never seemed like they were split between two families. I don’t see how she can be part of their lives. I don’t see how it is fair to them. Six weeks a year is not enough to be a mother. I don’t hate her anymore and in fact she and I are fairly friendly but I don’t see how this is healthy for the kids at all. We will see when they get back how things work out. I will never stop them from seeing her but I don’t know how good it will be for them psychologically. I will just have to pray and keep the faith that all things work out for the good of those that love the Lord.
I have to go do yardwork and try not to slip into some weird manic state.
It’s been a while. It’s been a while for everything online for me. Work is hectic and I am trying to get the family life into a routine. But I miss blogging. I am not up for the full-on commentary which I used to post. I am going to change the format in which I blog. The site will look the same but the content will be down and dirty. Quotes, clips, stream of thought, and so on. I am reverting back to old days, back to to e/n days. Wikipedia is lacking any entry directly referring to e/n but they have this new “fad” called Tumblelog which is pretty much the same thing. I don’t care much about comments anymore and may even turn them off completely. The message board goes away, not that it was ever used, and the whole thing will become much lighter weight as far as managing it goes. On second thought I will keep comments because I like them but I am not going to care if people comment. I am going back to the original reason I started blogging which was for me and not for an audience. I have things I like to get off my chest and I want to be able to do that again.
I got in over my head with online activity. I was running a growing message board, a fan site, this place, and still trying to do other things like work and be with my family. I couldn’t handle it all. I am resigning from UberChristians as an admin, not that I have been there in weeks, but I don’t have the time or temperament for it these days. I need to tweak Cory’s site a bit and get some things working but I will be backend only around there so it won’t stress me out. I am not going to hang out on message boards anymore.
Work is stressful. There is no other way to describe it. I am dealing in drudgery these days. The same thing over and over and over. I have a sexy project after this mess is over but the current project concludes, for better or worse, in late September so the stress level is going to be high for a while. I need an outlet. I don’t want an outlet for complaining about work because that’s just petty. It is not only petty it could get me fired. I could be an idiot and complain about freedom of speech and whatnot but the honest truth is that if you talk about your job, name names, speak ill of people and such then you are an idiot if you think people should not get upset by your words. There are real people on the other side of the screen with really real feelings and everyone should remember that.
So news clips, quotes, music, videos, anything I feel like. With the lessened burden hanging over me I think I will actually post. I get to where I do nothing when I feel overwhelmed. No promises but after all this is for me and if I feel like it I can make use of it.
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