Return to Outrageous Manor

Since there isn't much to keep me in scenic Spokane, and my Father would like to spend some time with relatives. I am looking for a new replacement to the erstwhile Outrageous Manor, the Toyota Dolphin which burned on the freeway coming home from OzzFest.

I'm looking at this...

Diesel 36', 16' slideout, I'd kind of like dual rear axles in this, but beggars choosers etc.

Do ya think it looks like the new Outrageous Manor?

First Blood

The story is practically perfect. Vietnam war Vet just going from one place to another, minding his own business, get's razzed by a small-town sheriff.

And because some fictional dickhead cop couldn't contain his criminal urges......

I have had to sit through THREE UNNECESSARY SEQUELS!

If Sheriff Will Teasle -rhymes with weasel- thinks Rambo was going to kill his ass, I want to water board him for about six months first 24/7.

Y'know, sort of to equal the amount of torture I've had to endure since 1982.

Elena Kagan

Big debate on Dear Leader's new nominee.

Speculations are.......

She's Gay, She's a killer Softball Player.

Focus on the subject at hand....

We're not hiring for Lez Porn or Girls Softball.

(If there's a difference)

I don't anticipate meeting her either in the bedroom...

or the Baseball Diamond...

Considering that I seriously disagree with the current regime,

I'd very much like to know what she is like in court.

But then if Dear Leader suggested her, her politics are going to be similar.

Love mean's learning to let go.........

I'm in the process of learning that lesson now. Distant relatives of my beloved, wish to also deprive me of my son. They were never there for her for a single second when she was alive.

I was there, for her and my son. I wish to honor her wishes, and raise our son in a manner she would wish.

They won't let me. They have alleged all sorts of untrue items.

A Child Protective Services court isn't a reasonable doubt court. It doesn't operate on preponderance of evidence. It is a court where whoever lies best wins.

I'd win in the court of public opinion even.

I'm of the glum opinion, I'll have to appeal to the successor of Robert Stack on Unsolved Mysteries a generation or so from now.

Oh God Please Help!

My son has been taken from me by Child Protective Services. The usual excuse "we have to think of the child's safety". Nice! This isn't the first time I've had the presumption of innocence 'til proven guilty violated. This time I intend to file in Federal Court. CPS has deprived me of my son.

Day one without the One

I'm having trouble with the fact that,

slightly more than 48 hours ago,

there was a lovely, lively, sweet, intelligent, girl.

Just short of ten years my junior.

Who loved me like I've never been loved before.

Now she's gone where I can't follow, however much I want to.

I have our son to live for.

I had to attend appointments that I had expected to drive her to. I just usually have to be the strong, supportive, silent type. I had to support the baby, and be strong.

take a knife.

make it jagged and dull.

heat it bright red.

then plunge it into a randomly selected part of the anatomy.

That would feel better than how I expect I'll feel throughout most of May.

Pray for me and my child!

I came over to my girlfriends' house.

She's dead. The baby was wailing.

My baby boy is here with me.

I'm 48, not in the best of health.

But I must keep on.

Loren is going to need me for at least the next 18 years.

I was going to ask her to be my wife.

I wanted to spend the rest of my days with her.

Now I'll spend the rest of my life without her.

Her third son, along with the two in custody of her ex husband, will never get to know his mother.

Indeed, at 8 months old, he'll barely even have known her.

My heart is breaking, It's a different feeling from the chest pains I have been having.

pray for me and Loren in days to come.....

post from comment!

I was over on Roberta X's blog, and had a pleasant memory of my recent past recalled.

to wit;

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I so wanted a Royal Enfield Robin for my bio-diesel fiddling. I freely admit it to be aimless fiddling.

You can't save the world.

As for changing the world, like any baby, it prefers staying in dirty diapers.

I had no idea how true that was 'til I had a baby of my own to tend.

Also like a baby, if you try to change the world, it will let loose right in your face...

Adjust for scale!

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It is physically impossible to buy a diesel motorbike.

I should have bit the bullet and made my own VW Trike based upon a vanagon style engine setup.

Not a front drive engine switched to rear drive. That route leads to heart break.

I messed with a Geo Metro trans-engine trying to make a modern trike.

I finally sold it and my notes to a more determined gear-head than I.

Last I looked, he was still twiddling the design.

Of course, maybe Bobbi could lend me a hand, she presents like she likes tilting at windmills.

Then again, if she gave up her MGB, she might have that out of her system.

Fresh Fish

A few years ago, I had a desire to have fish available whenever I wished. To this end I spent the previous year building up an impressive worm ranch. First I tried to harvest a hundred worms a night from the local parks. The most medium sized would go into styrofoam cups to be sold as fishing worms. The rest would be encouraged to breed. By Spring, I had a vigorous operation of anywhere between 10,000 to 50,000 worms. I had also discovered the commercial possibilities of earthworm castings. I had two tanks, one of 500 gallon, one of 300 gallon size. I also had 6, 55 gallon drums. At the end of my venture, despite my best efforts, the drums had a foot of solid matter in the bottom. The 500 gallon tank containing the trout didn't survive the summer heat. I made my money back by selling fish emulsion fertilizer. I did have a good harvest of catfish and tilapia. Between the drums, and the tank I harvested 635 pounds of fish, which translated to 9 ounces per pound of edible meat. Non edible items were, ground up, frozen, and later tilled into the soil. While I didn't get the trout in abundance I craved for my plate, I did get enough fish, to be disinclined to repeat the experiment any time soon.

But I know how to make corn grow like no bodies business...

What I believe!

I believe, some guys that dressed real funny, and wore powdered white wigs, got together and decided that we didn't need to bow down before the clinically insane, whether they are named King George the third, or Barack Hussein Obama. I believe that probably isn't fair. I'm sure Barry's a nice guy, and he really doesn't mean to tyrannize or oppress us, even if we disagree with his socialist agenda for destroying America's greatness. It won't be Mr. Obama who does this. It will be a swarm of faceless, soulless bureaucrats, to whom people are just numbers. To CRUNCH!

I believe, a government incapable of running a post office, has no business trying to run our health care. I believe a government that would lie, sneak, and cheat, to pass this abortion of a bill into law, has no respect for the rule of law, and no respect for the people it has sworn to protect and defend.

I believe we should show our dissatisfaction at our earliest opportunity.

I mean VOTE!

I not only want the Democrats out.

I want them to face an opponet they deserve.

Randy Orton of the WWE perhaps...

Acer NetBook!

As Brigid said, "All the cool kids are getting one!". I plunged and got an Acer Aspire One Netbook. I was gonna gut out the hard drive and replace it with my Acer Laptop Drive. Well I found a power connector on eBay, and I'm gonna try to fix the old laptop.

This new little guy may not be the Monkey's Nuts, but it's definitely the cat's ass.....