WTF
I had no idea that people actually ripped rabbits heads off. I thought these guys were kidding, but they were not. There was a small group of guys who caught a wild rabbit. The told me their plan to pull it's head from it's body, skin it, cook it, and then eat it. I thought OK these guys are kidding right. They were not. One really big guy grabbed the rabbit with a pair of gloves on in case of bites. He was ready to pull the head off but he wussed out. Another guy grabbed the rabbit with no gloves, he twisted the body around and round by holding the neck and swirling his arm around. Then he simply popped the head from the body. It was sickening and amazingly interesting at the same time.
The guy proceeded to skin the rabbit with his bare hands, pull the beating heart from it's body, at one point he almost ate the heart due to a dare along with a cash offer. Then they cleaned it up and took the meat home to cook and eat.
Weird but cool.
Nature I guess.
Later,
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Obama
It scares me that people are more excited about Obama then Jesus Christ our Lord and saviour who died on a cross for all of our sins.
I have heard some scary things but this is really getting out of control.
See some news excerpts below:
Fainting has become common at Obama rallies And when Mr Obama eventually takes the platform to rhythmic chants of his mantra-like slogan, “Yes we can, yes we can!” fans swoon with euphoria.
Obama quote:
Favourites include the call: “We are the hope of the future. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
Oprah:
When Oprah Winfrey endorsed Mr Obama in Iowa last month she proclaimed: “I believe he is The One.”
There is a very good chance that Obama is a good man. He may even be a great leader.
I just don't think America should be putting their trust in Obama.
The end.
I have heard some scary things but this is really getting out of control.
See some news excerpts below:
Fainting has become common at Obama rallies And when Mr Obama eventually takes the platform to rhythmic chants of his mantra-like slogan, “Yes we can, yes we can!” fans swoon with euphoria.
Obama quote:
Favourites include the call: “We are the hope of the future. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
Oprah:
When Oprah Winfrey endorsed Mr Obama in Iowa last month she proclaimed: “I believe he is The One.”
There is a very good chance that Obama is a good man. He may even be a great leader.
I just don't think America should be putting their trust in Obama.
The end.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Middle America
I can't figure it out. In Middle America you can work your butt off. You can make some money. You can have some nice things. Still it is not very easy to get ahead. Every time we start making some head way something else comes up. For us specifically it seems to be medical bills. I'm certain that most of America has better health insurance than I do. I'm certain that most family's on welfare and food stamps eat better than I do. I'm certain that if I chose not to work, chose to put my family in some crap slum apartment, chose to accept welfare rather than work, I would probably be further ahead in regards to health care and medical bills.
I can't blame America for my problems. However I can complain about my tax dollars going to help the lazy in America.
Please don't kill me with complaint's about my commentary. I have nothing against people deserving of welfare. I don't however think everybody on Welfare is deserving of it. I also don't think the government does enough to motivate people to get off Welfare.
The fact of the matter is many hard working Americans are struggling to make it. They don't have good insurance. They get buried in medical bills. They get sucked into credit card debt (this is their own fault). This is not to mention car payments, ever rising utility bills, the rising cost of food prices, and the never ending roller coaster of gas prices.
This is my message to all of you stuck in the middle like me. The rich must get richer. And the poor must get poorer in order for this to happen. A divided nation will fall. It says this right in the Bible. Our nation will fall sooner or later. God will take away our riches if we do not use them responsibly. Take time to consider somebody less fortunate than you are this week. If you are stuck in the middle you must go up or down. There is no middle. Take time to consider what the bible has to say about work ethic. See below:
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do [it] with thy might; for [there is] no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest. Ecclesiastes 9:10
And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you; That ye may walk honestly toward them that are without, and [that] ye may have lack of nothing. 1 Thessalonians 4:11-12
But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith, and is worse than an infidel. 1 Timothy 5:8
How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? [Yet] a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man. Proverbs 6:9-11
He becometh poor that dealeth [with] a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent maketh rich. He that gathereth in summer [is] a wise son: [but] he that sleepeth in harvest [is] a son that causeth shame. Proverbs 10:4-5
My point in all of this is you better get off your rear ends and learn to kill something and drag it home. Then you better take some of what you have earned and use it to help others. You better stop whining about how bad you have it and pay attention to the rest of the world. It is time for America to wake up. The lazy will not survive the fall. Those who have now, but have never considered the less fortunate will not survive the fall. Those who have worked hard and have helped others along the way will be redeemed.
I am not kidding about this stuff.
Good day!
I can't blame America for my problems. However I can complain about my tax dollars going to help the lazy in America.
Please don't kill me with complaint's about my commentary. I have nothing against people deserving of welfare. I don't however think everybody on Welfare is deserving of it. I also don't think the government does enough to motivate people to get off Welfare.
The fact of the matter is many hard working Americans are struggling to make it. They don't have good insurance. They get buried in medical bills. They get sucked into credit card debt (this is their own fault). This is not to mention car payments, ever rising utility bills, the rising cost of food prices, and the never ending roller coaster of gas prices.
This is my message to all of you stuck in the middle like me. The rich must get richer. And the poor must get poorer in order for this to happen. A divided nation will fall. It says this right in the Bible. Our nation will fall sooner or later. God will take away our riches if we do not use them responsibly. Take time to consider somebody less fortunate than you are this week. If you are stuck in the middle you must go up or down. There is no middle. Take time to consider what the bible has to say about work ethic. See below:
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do [it] with thy might; for [there is] no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest. Ecclesiastes 9:10
And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you; That ye may walk honestly toward them that are without, and [that] ye may have lack of nothing. 1 Thessalonians 4:11-12
But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith, and is worse than an infidel. 1 Timothy 5:8
How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? [Yet] a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man. Proverbs 6:9-11
He becometh poor that dealeth [with] a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent maketh rich. He that gathereth in summer [is] a wise son: [but] he that sleepeth in harvest [is] a son that causeth shame. Proverbs 10:4-5
My point in all of this is you better get off your rear ends and learn to kill something and drag it home. Then you better take some of what you have earned and use it to help others. You better stop whining about how bad you have it and pay attention to the rest of the world. It is time for America to wake up. The lazy will not survive the fall. Those who have now, but have never considered the less fortunate will not survive the fall. Those who have worked hard and have helped others along the way will be redeemed.
I am not kidding about this stuff.
Good day!
Uncle Joe
I have an Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe has figured it out. Uncle Joe doesn't get stressed out about things, or maybe he does but it sure doesn't seem like it. Uncle Joe is always helping others. Uncle Joe truly enjoys a wonderful family. Uncle Joe can fish, hunt, build things, fix things, etc.... He can do all this with or without beers. Uncle Joe used to smoke, but now he doesn't. Uncle Joe trusts in Jesus.
I have always liked Uncle Joe. When I was a child and didn't get along with my parent's so well Uncle Joe was one of very few who understood me. He even took me up to the cabin for a weekend to get away. That was great. He also welcomed me into his home and up to Lincoln Lake to stay with his family for whole summers at a time. I didn't understand it then but I'm sure now this was an inconvenience for all of them.
If you ever run into my Uncle Joe all you need to say is "Beer Me" and you'll have a cold one in your hand quickly. If you ever want somebody to give you solid advice or just have a buddy to join you on the hunt or fishing trip, he's your guy.
Uncle Joe gives everything he has for his family. He is the least selfish most dedicated father and husband I have ever met.
So next time you are having a cold one, please raise your glass to my Uncle Joe.
Cheers Uncle Joe!
I have always liked Uncle Joe. When I was a child and didn't get along with my parent's so well Uncle Joe was one of very few who understood me. He even took me up to the cabin for a weekend to get away. That was great. He also welcomed me into his home and up to Lincoln Lake to stay with his family for whole summers at a time. I didn't understand it then but I'm sure now this was an inconvenience for all of them.
If you ever run into my Uncle Joe all you need to say is "Beer Me" and you'll have a cold one in your hand quickly. If you ever want somebody to give you solid advice or just have a buddy to join you on the hunt or fishing trip, he's your guy.
Uncle Joe gives everything he has for his family. He is the least selfish most dedicated father and husband I have ever met.
So next time you are having a cold one, please raise your glass to my Uncle Joe.
Cheers Uncle Joe!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Houston, TX
Recently I have visited Houston, TX. What a different world from Grand Rapids, MI. Houston is absolutely enormous. It is like a whole bunch of smaller cities surrounding one huge city. I decided to stay right downtown nearby Main Street. I was there for training and to visit vendors so Downtown Houston was nicely centrally located.
Where to begin.... The weather was great. It was mid 70's and sunny with a warm breeze. The people were warm and welcoming also. The majority of the people were helpful and friendly.
The Flying Saucer: On Wednesday night I stopped into a bar/restaurant called The Flying Saucer. Immediately I knew I would like the place for two reasons. 1. There was a handwritten sign at the entrance stating "Sit any damn place you want". 2. The waitresses were required to wear tiny school girl skirts. I sat down at a long bar in the balcony overlooking the entire scene of people enjoying food and spirits. One thing I found very interesting and like able was the seating included tables, numerous bars, couches, and easy chairs. There was room for anybody and everybody to be comfortable. Next when I attempted to order a Shocktop beer my waitress kindly suggested I grow up and drink a "good" beer. She suggested a German import called Spaten Franziskaner Hefe. So I tried it and it was the best beer I've ever had. I actually love this beer now. I liked the place so much I decided to stay for supper. I ordered some Chicken Wings to get started and they were Excellent! Next I ordered some smoked Gouda and Black Pepper Salami, this came with some good crackers and peppered sauerkraut. Again this food was Excellent! I would strongly recommend anybody traveling to a city with a Flying Saucer give it a try. http://www.beerknurd.com/
Angelo's: On Thursday night on my walk back to the hotel from another evening at the Flying Saucer I met a fellow having a drink outside of Angelo's. Angelo's is an Italian Pizzeria with 85 beers on tap. They have live blues on the weekends. The people in Angelo's are real. You can sit with the Operations manager and have a drink along with a good conversation. I don't know how it happened exactly but several shots and two beers later it was after 2:00 AM. I had an early Friday AM appointment so I stumbled back to my hotel.
Club Quarters: Speaking of the hotel, this place was awful. I hated it there. It was designed as a private club with snooty waiters and Valet parking. I'm not sure why it was so cheap on Travelocity.com. The first day I was there I discovered a used bloody bandage stuck to the floor in my bathroom. I kindly asked the desk clerk to have it cleaned up before I returned, this gave him approximately 8 hours to complete the task. I returned and it was not cleaned up. My room had been cleaned but the bandage was still there. Disgusting. I had to go back to the front desk and more persistently ask that this be taken care of or that they move me to a different room. Also the wireless Internet was ridiculously slow. I couldn't work efficiently because there was about a 10 second delay. I had to actually crawl under a desk to plug my computer into a hardwired connection. I asked the waiter at the in-hotel restaurant how long it would take to get one egg over easy with some white toast. He looked at me and said in a bitchy tone " I don't know, I guess as long as it takes to cook it". Eff you waiter. Eff you Club Quarters with your bloody bandages and slow Internet. Eff you $18 valet parking.
The Taste of Texas: On Friday evening I met with a vendor at a local steak house called The Taste of Texas. Absolutely amazing! This was the steakhouse of my dreams. We had Quail for an appetizer, it was marinated and stuffed with Jalapenos. This also was served with a side of Jalapeno Poppers, but not like the kind frozen in your local grocery store. The poppers were also amazing. I ordered a hand-picked New York Strip. By hand picked I mean you actually get to pick it from the butcher. Before getting to the steak we hit the salad bar, yes with a $40.00 steak you get a trip to the salad bar. Amazing, they had every lettuce and topping you could imagine. They also had about 8 kinds of dressing -- I chose something cactus, it was good. Next the cheese, on the salad bar they had these huge blocks of cheese. They had pie servers to cut a hunk of cheese off. Then the bread, many different kinds of warm homemade bread -- I chose Jalapeno Cheese Bread. We ate our salads and the wonderful bread. Our server intentionally had our steaks prepared just in time to serve them as we completed our salads. The steaks were served sizzling on a hot plate covered with sizzling butter. Unbelievable, the whole place was an absolutely perfect experience.
Homeless People: I "helped" or "enabled" depending on how you view the homeless community several of these people while staying downtown Houston. One fellow claimed to work at Exxon Mobile, he was wearing an Exxon uniform and he had an ID badge. He claimed he was short for the bus ride home. True or not I decided wasn't my problem. I handed him enough cash for many bus rides and off he went. One day while walking back to the hotel with leftover chicken wings I noticed a homeless man sitting out of the way trying to watch TV through a tavern window. He wasn't begging, he wasn't belligerent, he just looked lost. I asked him if he needed some chicken wings. He quickly stopped muttering to himself and agreed that would be a fine idea. I explained that I had not touched the wings only moved them from a plate to the container with a clean fork. Off I went. Something about this guy seemed very real and very sad. He just seemed broken and lonely. After visiting The Taste of Texas on Friday I walked around downtown for a long time before finding the same homeless guy. I gave him 3/4 of a New York Strip. It was probably the best steak I had ever eaten, but I really wanted this guy to enjoy life even if only for a few minutes. When you hear about homeless people you think of them as rude, dirty, stinky, etc... I can tell you this guy did not rip open the box and start eating like a wild animal. This guy wanted to know where I was from. He wanted to talk about U of M football, etc... The guy was just lonely, hungry, and tired. I wished him well and off I went. I will keep this guy in my prayers.
Airport: The airport was huge, giant, enormous, huge. It was an adventure in itself eating a burger at Chile's and watching people bustle to and fro.
Summary: If you haven't been to Houston you should go. The weather was great, the food was great, and the people were nice.
Later,
Where to begin.... The weather was great. It was mid 70's and sunny with a warm breeze. The people were warm and welcoming also. The majority of the people were helpful and friendly.
The Flying Saucer: On Wednesday night I stopped into a bar/restaurant called The Flying Saucer. Immediately I knew I would like the place for two reasons. 1. There was a handwritten sign at the entrance stating "Sit any damn place you want". 2. The waitresses were required to wear tiny school girl skirts. I sat down at a long bar in the balcony overlooking the entire scene of people enjoying food and spirits. One thing I found very interesting and like able was the seating included tables, numerous bars, couches, and easy chairs. There was room for anybody and everybody to be comfortable. Next when I attempted to order a Shocktop beer my waitress kindly suggested I grow up and drink a "good" beer. She suggested a German import called Spaten Franziskaner Hefe. So I tried it and it was the best beer I've ever had. I actually love this beer now. I liked the place so much I decided to stay for supper. I ordered some Chicken Wings to get started and they were Excellent! Next I ordered some smoked Gouda and Black Pepper Salami, this came with some good crackers and peppered sauerkraut. Again this food was Excellent! I would strongly recommend anybody traveling to a city with a Flying Saucer give it a try. http://www.beerknurd.com/
Angelo's: On Thursday night on my walk back to the hotel from another evening at the Flying Saucer I met a fellow having a drink outside of Angelo's. Angelo's is an Italian Pizzeria with 85 beers on tap. They have live blues on the weekends. The people in Angelo's are real. You can sit with the Operations manager and have a drink along with a good conversation. I don't know how it happened exactly but several shots and two beers later it was after 2:00 AM. I had an early Friday AM appointment so I stumbled back to my hotel.
Club Quarters: Speaking of the hotel, this place was awful. I hated it there. It was designed as a private club with snooty waiters and Valet parking. I'm not sure why it was so cheap on Travelocity.com. The first day I was there I discovered a used bloody bandage stuck to the floor in my bathroom. I kindly asked the desk clerk to have it cleaned up before I returned, this gave him approximately 8 hours to complete the task. I returned and it was not cleaned up. My room had been cleaned but the bandage was still there. Disgusting. I had to go back to the front desk and more persistently ask that this be taken care of or that they move me to a different room. Also the wireless Internet was ridiculously slow. I couldn't work efficiently because there was about a 10 second delay. I had to actually crawl under a desk to plug my computer into a hardwired connection. I asked the waiter at the in-hotel restaurant how long it would take to get one egg over easy with some white toast. He looked at me and said in a bitchy tone " I don't know, I guess as long as it takes to cook it". Eff you waiter. Eff you Club Quarters with your bloody bandages and slow Internet. Eff you $18 valet parking.
The Taste of Texas: On Friday evening I met with a vendor at a local steak house called The Taste of Texas. Absolutely amazing! This was the steakhouse of my dreams. We had Quail for an appetizer, it was marinated and stuffed with Jalapenos. This also was served with a side of Jalapeno Poppers, but not like the kind frozen in your local grocery store. The poppers were also amazing. I ordered a hand-picked New York Strip. By hand picked I mean you actually get to pick it from the butcher. Before getting to the steak we hit the salad bar, yes with a $40.00 steak you get a trip to the salad bar. Amazing, they had every lettuce and topping you could imagine. They also had about 8 kinds of dressing -- I chose something cactus, it was good. Next the cheese, on the salad bar they had these huge blocks of cheese. They had pie servers to cut a hunk of cheese off. Then the bread, many different kinds of warm homemade bread -- I chose Jalapeno Cheese Bread. We ate our salads and the wonderful bread. Our server intentionally had our steaks prepared just in time to serve them as we completed our salads. The steaks were served sizzling on a hot plate covered with sizzling butter. Unbelievable, the whole place was an absolutely perfect experience.
Homeless People: I "helped" or "enabled" depending on how you view the homeless community several of these people while staying downtown Houston. One fellow claimed to work at Exxon Mobile, he was wearing an Exxon uniform and he had an ID badge. He claimed he was short for the bus ride home. True or not I decided wasn't my problem. I handed him enough cash for many bus rides and off he went. One day while walking back to the hotel with leftover chicken wings I noticed a homeless man sitting out of the way trying to watch TV through a tavern window. He wasn't begging, he wasn't belligerent, he just looked lost. I asked him if he needed some chicken wings. He quickly stopped muttering to himself and agreed that would be a fine idea. I explained that I had not touched the wings only moved them from a plate to the container with a clean fork. Off I went. Something about this guy seemed very real and very sad. He just seemed broken and lonely. After visiting The Taste of Texas on Friday I walked around downtown for a long time before finding the same homeless guy. I gave him 3/4 of a New York Strip. It was probably the best steak I had ever eaten, but I really wanted this guy to enjoy life even if only for a few minutes. When you hear about homeless people you think of them as rude, dirty, stinky, etc... I can tell you this guy did not rip open the box and start eating like a wild animal. This guy wanted to know where I was from. He wanted to talk about U of M football, etc... The guy was just lonely, hungry, and tired. I wished him well and off I went. I will keep this guy in my prayers.
Airport: The airport was huge, giant, enormous, huge. It was an adventure in itself eating a burger at Chile's and watching people bustle to and fro.
Summary: If you haven't been to Houston you should go. The weather was great, the food was great, and the people were nice.
Later,
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