Thursday, May 31, 2007

I'm So Sorry Sandra

But here's a link to what horseracing needs to get younger people interested in attending. Its Women's Bikini Racing. Too bad you can't bet on them. Mark L here at the plant said they should have a mud pit at the finish to jump in and they should have to wrestle each other. Mark said that, not me.

Someone's Not Paying Attention

What the hell is up with this street name? And, does it intersect with MLK Blvd? Jeez Louise.

Lynda Carter

When I was a teenager, I did watch Wonder Woman. Why? Well, hell, why do you think? I thought Lynda Carter was all that and more. I liked her better than Catherine Bach or Jacklyn Smith. Whoo hoo! Here's the Wiki link. Thanks to Wiki for the top pic and Tony for the bottom one.

This Is Nasty

I won't tell you where I got this, but a blogger recommended to me says this is his/her foot. My God, this is nasty! So, of course, I have to have it on JBB.

New Pro Football League

2 days in a row for Mark Cuban. In this post, he talks about his involvement in a possible new pro football league. His Wiki link is here, in case you don't know who he is.
Back in the day, Mark had Oakland Invader season tickets. This was in the early to mid 80's when the Raiders were in LA. The USFL (here) was a spring pro football league and it was a great idea.
Remember, thsi was long before the NFL expanded into the South, and that's the hotbed of football in this country. The league got a TV contract with ESPN and ABC had the championship game on for at least the last season. Only the stupidity of Donald Trump (yep, that Trump) and the outrageous $3 award against the NFL stood in the way of a sucessful football league. Trump wanted to move the season to the fall, to contend with the NFL and force a merger. The suit against the NFL found the USFL to be in the right, but the HUA jury came back with a one dollar judgement agains the NFL. Tripled, that's three dollars and that spelled doom for the league.
The American Football Leauge (here) came on in 1960 and by 1966 was a talent equal to the NFL. The AFL was in second tier cities like San Diego, Oakland, and Buffalo. They did expand in 1968 to Miami and Cincinatti. In looking back, I think the AFL could have made a go of it against the NFL. But the merger helped form the monopolisitc juggernaught that the NFL is today.
OK, what does this all mean? Can a new league make a go of it? I think the answer is "yes". It will take more than one season, and that's why the XFL didn't make it. The WWE idiots who formed it weren't in it for the long haul and after one season they went away.
There are new second tier cities in this country right now. Las Vegas, Sacramento, Orlando, San Antonio are just a few. (Though the Canadian Leauge came in and tried it in a few US cities, the whole league couldn't keep it up and they're struggling to this day) There's almost always a call for watching football. Keeping the ticket price down is key, and the bigger key is a tv contract. TV makes football, it helped the AFL and made the NFL what it is today.
Would I like to see it? Yep. The NFL is dull. Recall my post about watching the Soprano's on DVD instead of the Super Bowl. Dull. Mind numbingly dull. Let's see what a new league can do and guys with the proven vision like Mark Cuban has can make wondorous things happen.
Would I drive to Sacramento to see a game. Yeah, probably at least once.
The only Raider game I went to since they came back cost me almost $400, by the time I bought two good tickets, took the day off work without pay, dinner, BART, you get the idea. Was it worth it? No, not really. Did I have a good time? Yeah, it was fun, but not $400 worth of fun. Its not very likely I'll be back to see the Raiders anytime soon. Its like golf, its just pricing me out of the event and I can get a lot more enjoyment with the same cost riding the scooters and camping.

Bong and Bonging

Ok, let's see here. It obvious that you smoke pot, and a bong (not like I ever have, *cough cough*) is certainly a good way to self medicate, or get high, take your pick. (As I blogged about a while ago, eating pot cookies is the real way to go)
For as long as this kind of picture can come back and haunt you, it makes you wonder. Of course, I guess I've blogged about some stupid stuff but I've not got any pics posted of me with a bong in my face wearing a pot bikini. Though I do have a hemp shirt on right now that has pot leaves as palm trees in the design.
Still, I'm 46 and am not starting out in life so a Facebook or Myspace pic like this won't come back and bite me in the ass.
And hey you potheads, come by and read the rest of the blog, here.


What more can one say?

We Need This Sign

We need a sign like this at the happy homestead.

More From Work

The fallout came to the Mailroom this month, as they lost over 90 shifts worth of work. They did not vote yes on the givebacks and they voted twice. The last vote was 47-2 no.
Big 5 is a sporting goods store out this way, and they pay a premium to have most to all the Sunday inserts put into thier insert, or "jacket" as we call it. Between all the Media News papers, they have a big buy with this. Since most of the tab advertisers buy all the papers anyway, one plant can run all the inserts. And, that plant isn't us any more. ANG has had a plant in Hayward since I worked there so many years ago. Their mailroom moved out there a couple of decades ago, when the insert machines came into vogue. You can still buy a zip code, or combonation of zip codes, we're all set up for it.
What this means is that our Big 5 work that used to be done here is moving to the Arden facility. And, with that go 90 mailroom shifts. They're not happy and I think they're starting to stonewall their regular work. I'm having greater issues in my dealings with the mailroom and I've made no bones about it. I've stooped so far as to bring my camera with me to the dock and I take pictures of thier sloppy work. Trust me, I'm no longer the most well liked person when I strut through the mailroom these days. Like I care.
Cubby thinks that even if the mailroom would have conceded the money, they still would have lost the work. I see that as a valid point but I'm not so sure.
What this means for my department is that we get more driving shifts as we ship the Big 5 jacket to Arden and pick up the assembled insert package.
Trust me, I'm not happy that I gave this rich bastard $5000 of my money in the year I retire, but I did want to keep my job and I feel that's what the real vote was about.

I Like This

This is where Sandra and I want to go on vacation. After all, we are going to Vegas in August, so what's the difference? Hot is hot!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Bears Are Bad Asses

I got this out of the Nevada Appeal (Carson City, NV). It made the wire services as I saw it in the papers we print. This bad ass bear is in Tahoe. Sadly, a fed bear is a dead bear. But it is a cool picture. And, I do love bears and can't wait to see one again in the wild.

For Sandra

Sandra has a rooster motif at the house. So, this pic is for you, Sandra. We'll get one of these when we're too old to travel anymore, or else we'll toss it in the trailer and set it up in camp.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Passed Out

Notice the trash tossed right on top of this girl. Passed out with one shoe on and one off. She's sure marriage materiel, that's for sure.
This reminds me of one of the Day on the Greens I went to with the fellas. We waited at the BART ramp early in the morning so we could get decent seats. One gal was already hammered at 5 am and she was still boozing it up when the gates opened. She was on top of a guy's shoulders waving her ticket around and somehow it was dropped on the ground. Nobody saw it but I did. So I picked up the ticket real quietly and held it for a while. The drunk realized she had lost her ticket and was frantic. I let her and her friends stew for a good half hour before I gave it to them. No thanks or nothing. Losers.
By the time the main gates opened the drunk was already like the gal above. I'm sure she enjoyed seeing the insides of her eyelids for the cost of a ticket.

Don't Ask Yet Again

This one made me laugh for a solid minute. It doesn't help that there are two cop cars out in front with one having the spotlight on the sculpture. Don't ask why I find stuff like this funny, I don't even know. It just does.

Why The Indy 500 No Longer Matters

This is Ashley Judd, the best looking of all the Judds. This is the picture the Merc ran, in color no less, on the inside of the sports section with the story covering the Indy 500. What does this have to do with car racing? I guess Mister Ashley Judd won the race. So, that's a good excuse to show the very prettty Ashley Judd in a wet, clingy dress. Not like I have any issue with it, but its not sports. Well, neither is car racing. There, I said it. Car racing is not a sport. Get over it.

It Just Looks Like Me On The Left

The caption for this pic is "at least he has a better personality." Yep, that's me. At least Sandra finds me sexy. This is a good thing.

JFK's Birthday Is Today

Here's a quote from the Freedom From Religion Foundation (here and blogrolled) from JFK. I agree with this and approve this message on JBB.

"I believe in an America where the separation of church and state is absolute--where no Catholic prelate would tell the President (should he be Catholic) how to act, and no Protestant minister would tell his parishioners for whom to vote--where no church or church school is granted any public funds or political preference--and where no man is denied public office merely because his religion differs from the President who might appoint him or the people who might elect him.“I believe in an America that is officially neither Catholic, Protestant nor Jewish--where no public official either requests or accepts instructions on public policy from the Pope, the National Council of Churches or any other ecclesiastical source--where no religious body seeks to impose its will directly or indirectly upon the general populace or the public acts of its officials--and where religious liberty is so indivisible that an act against one church is treated as an act against all. . . .“Finally, I believe in an America where religious intolerance will someday end--where all men and all churches are treated as equal--where every man has the same right to attend or not attend the church of his choice--where there is no Catholic vote, no anti-Catholic vote, no bloc voting of any kind--and where Catholics, Protestants and Jews, at both the lay and pastoral level, will refrain from those attitudes of disdain and division which have so often marred their works in the past, and promote instead the American ideal of brotherhood.”
-- John F. Kennedy, born on May 29, 1917 (d. 1963). Speech to the Greater Houston Ministerial Association, Rice Hotel, September 12, 1960

They're Not Teamsters

How can you allow yourself to be this unprotected? Once when I was working at the alarm company (and its a shame there wasn't digital photography then) I was at a call about 5:30 in the morning and it was a good "attack" on a sub's premise. The two cops (in two cars) had pulled up when I was out and about the outside of the building. When I walked up to them to tell them it was a good call they were both asleep. Okkkaaaay. I went to my car to call in the info and see when the owner would be out and the cops woke up and drove away. Shitheads and lazy to boot. The owner told us to clear the call and he would be out after I got off shift and the dayside service would help him. I had him call back out the police to take a report, and I knew it would get back to the sleepyheads as to why they didn't see it in the first place. Y'know, work with me and I'll work with you. Act like I'm a flunky and you'll get embarassed if I get the chance.

This Is Sad

And lazy. At least she's in the crosswalk.

Much Nicer Tattoos

According to Tony (at Tony's Kansas City) this gal is running for "Miss High Times" (the pot magazine). I will say that this is one of the better tattoo pics I've had on JBB.

Just Don't Ask

Don't ever ask why stuff like this makes me laugh. I must have been dropped on my head as a child.

Highway Patrol In Trucks

Here's a bulletin board series of posts on that talk about the Kansas Highway Patrol assigning troopers to ride in commercial trucks with a radar gun and radio to report violations to their fellow troopers for citing. Is it really for safety or for revenue generation?

CD's And Mark Cuban

Mark Cuban is a very bright guy and filthy rich. He's earned every penny of what he has and I admire him for that. He owns the Dallas Mavericks NBA team and treats his players very well. He make his money by forming and selling (or something like that) for a bizillion dollars.
His take on the music business and CD's is here. I like his point that the music industry's decision to tie buying music to having a computer with internet access is a mistake. And, I must be one of the 100 people left who still listen to CD's and music on the radio. I'm a dinosaur.

Monday, May 28, 2007

It Never Goes Away

We met my dad when I was 4.5 and my mom married him just after I turned 7. He was divorced with three young boys who became my brothers. We're all two years apart. The next oldest brother never could accept my mom and I coming on the scene. Right around the time we arrived, my brother's mom passed away. My brother basically blamed my mom and I for it and I took the brunt of his anger for decades. I was a quiet shy sweet child and I was prey for my brother. I had to room with him and that left me nowhere to go for safety.
My parents tried to put a stop to it but they were not sucessful. I don't think even to this day that they know just how bad the abuse was that I took from my brother. As I was taking the verbal and physical abuse, I trusted in the belief that one day I would move away and never have to see him again. This helped me get through the beatings.
We all grew up and left home. I would see my brother on the holidays and it was never pleasant. Once I got too big to pick on he began to pick on my son. I called him out on a couple of Christmas' and eventually it would be years between times we would be in the same room.
His feelings for me have not changed. I've never been directly invited to his house. Which is OK, because I wouldn't go on a bet.
When my oldest brother died, he told my parents words to the effect that he didn't treat me very well growing up. Gee, no shit Sherlock. Of course he doesn't have what it takes to address it with me to my face, he uses my parents to relay the message. Coward.
My oldest brother died over three years ago and I've seen this brother one time since the funeral. I gave a powerful speech at the service and my brother actually praised me for it. Hell, if you would have ever given me a chance...
The truth came out about how his mom died. We were all never supposed to know. I won't tell you all what happened, but once the facade of "we drove his mother away" was shattered, he still wouldn't come clean with me.
OK, where am I going with this?
I've dealt with all of this on many levels. I choose not to see my brother. He chooses not to see me. When we're stuck being at the same event we are civil to each other, but that's it. He doesn't come to the Thursday dinners, which is just as well. I would just stop going if he started.
What I can't stop is the goddamn dreams. I dream about his abuse on an occasional basis. This really sucks ass. I had yet another dream about it yesterday morning after work. I'm noticing more of these dreams as I get older. I also find myself standing up to my brother more in my dreams. This is certainly curious. But, the dreams still profoundly upset me. And they're not going away. So, the abuse never really stops, even though I haven't taken anything like this in real life for years and years. Still, he gets me in my sleep even now.
I choose to come out about this in public because I'm not ashamed of it and if any of you are being victimized like I was, well, you're not alone. If you're married to your abuser, you must leave. It will never get better. If you're growing up like I did, hold on. Once you're out on your own, it gets better.
This is one of the reasons I just don't like being around people who I don't like and who don't like me. And, the older I get the less tolerance I have for shit like that.
Still, dreams should be about winning the lottery (like the one I had last week) not reliving this kind of terror. And, it never goes away.

More At Uncle Walt's

Assorted pics of Sandra and I at Disneyland in September of 2003. Notice I'm in Toady's car on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride (still my favorite, don't ask me why). I weighed about 275 pounds in these pics, if I had to put a number on where I want to be, this would be a good start. Fitting into XXL shirts is a good thing.

Tigger, Sandra and I

Here we are with Tigger.

Me And Eeyore

This is from 2003, my first year with Sandra and the girls. Its been 4 years this May that we've been hanging out. I really like Eeyore, even as a middle aged man.

Look Out!

The punch line is, "This is what happens when your kids take your license away."

Why Is It?

Why is it when one of us pulls a wheelie like the SJPD in the top picture we get the visit like in the bottom pic? Hmmmmm.

This Will Be Me One Day

I tell Sandra sentiments like this all the time. I also told Kyleigh the last time I changed her that one day she would be changing me.

Modern Day Vikings

I want a helmet like these riders have.

The Gun Looks Good Too

Here's many a man's fantasy. Or nightmare, depending.

Memorial Day

Xavier has a good post here about Memorial Day. My dad's brother, Manuel, didn't come home from Europe. He was a P-51 pilot who was killed in a plane crash. My dad is the youngest of 12 and I think he's the last surviving brother. Recently, he got the crate that the Air Force sent home after Manuel's death. I guess the gal he married in Britain didn't want the stuff. There was his dress uniform and some medals. There was also actual gun footage of Manuel's missions. Its just like what you see on tv. He even nails a German Me-109 on film.

I don't know why we "celebrate" this day. People shouldn't be wishing each other a "happy" Memorial Day. It should be a day of reflection and honoring those who didn't come home. What the hell is wrong with our country.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Tired Baby

All that visiting tired out the beautiful baby. Grandma had to take a nap as well. Grandpa had to go to work to save a vacation day that he didn't have to use for the Tuesday of last week's ride.

Already With The Remote

Here's Kyleigh with the remote and feeding herself with the spoon. We had such a nice visit with her. Too bad I had to go to work.

A Happy Family

Chuck, Nicole and Kyleigh. They took formal pics before coming to visit. I don't know what's up with the baby and the toungue rolling, its something new. A nice young family with all the world at thier feet.

Grandpa And Baby

The top pic shows how the light of our love shines on the baby and the bottom pic is of me and the happy baby.

Auntie And Baby

I had a couple of new visitors to the blog yesterday, Alicia and Antoinette. They are young women who work at the Quickie Mart that I stop at and get my soda and stuff. I was told today that there were no pictures of the grandbaby, and as it turns out the beautiful baby came by for a visit today. Here's a couple of pics with Auntie.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Truths About The Male/Female Dynamic

Here's a link to a Yahoo article about the dynamic. I found most of it to be spot on. So, ladies, take a look.

Corey Boobar

I Googled Corey's name to get the link to his shop and this very blog is the third place link. Whoo hoo!

More From The Teapot

Gotta love the Good Book.

Go Jerry Go

This kills me.

Have A Kick Ass Birthday

Or Chuck will hunt you down with his chin.

I Think Its Fake

Something tells me this was Photoshopped, but it still is pretty funny.

Yet Another Bad Tattoo

I have a tattoo from a picture and its a lot better looking than this one. Getting a tattoo is one of the times you have to truly trust someone else to do something than probably cannot be fixed if not done well the first time. I've been lucky with Corey at Lucky 7 in Kings Beach, CA. He is the man. I need to get my other tats photographed and on the blog.

The Most Tattooed

Here's a link to more pics of the world's most tattooed woman. She has a penis fixation, so you may not want to view the link at work. I have tattoos and am considering more, but not like this.