DO YOU BELIEVE IN U F Os??

I guess this will suffice for a post this evening. After having to block anonymous comments, I admit my anger and nerves are a bit eleveated. The reason for this blog is for me to vent my feelings and to ask others for their comments on those feelings. So far, it has had very limited effect.

I know some of the things I blog about are most likely thought of as weird. Well, don't throw stones because your walls are of glass.

I am watching a History Channel program about UFOs in Russia. The History Channel is probably my most watched channel out of the whole spectrum of TV starting at Channel 2 and ending with Channel 999. NO, not all channels are active; but I think we have over 200 channels to pick from. The History Channel gives me things to think about; I learn some new things, and for an old retired guy that can't be all bad.

Do you believe there are other lives in our solar system that could be "checking us out"? Well, why not? What ever gives us the belief that we are the only intelligent beings in existance? I do not know if there are real UFOs and real space aliens in existance; but I do not doubt it. Could Area 51 and the Russian counterpart, Kaputsin Yar, have UFOs and be doing "referse engineering" on them? Sure. Hell, anything is possible.

How well did you know your Great Grandmother or even your Grandmother? Did she ever fantisize about men walking on the moon? How about jet aircraft? I will bet you that neither one of those ladies would have ever speculated on the concept of flying at seven times the speed of sound. Much less the idea of taking an airliner of 500 people from coast to coast at jet speeds. Now, think about nuclear power, did they ever think it would happen? Probably science fiction to them, wouldn't you say?

Just as they thought of those present day events as science fiction in their day; it is quite possible that alien spacecraft could very well exist; but our minds just can't comprehend it. There are many things that we can not comprehend; but they are quite logical if we step back and take another close look.

I find the whole thing about secret aircraft, space aircraft, stealth aircraft, very interesting. What are we, the people of Earth, developing these things for? To fight who?

RESTRICTIONS AGAIN

OK folks, that is enough of the anonymous comments. This blog is not intended to sell anything and if I were to allow the anonymous comments to sell their crap on my blog, I may as well close the blog. At this time, there will be no more anonymous comments.

BLOGGER AT IT AGAIN

I am not sure if my post about Rosa Parks got published or not. Sometimes I wonder why I put up with this.

This probably won't get published either. If the Parks post appears more than once, you know who to blame.

ROSA PARKS: REST IN PEACE

I am very pleased to see that the body of Rosa Parks is lying in state in the Capital Rotunda. Rosa Parks was a very brave woman and I am very happy that the United States Government is showing her the honor she deserves. She received many honors during her lifetime and this final honor is very fitting.

REST IN PEACE, ROSA PARKS.

CHICKEN SHIT HILL

Well, we finally got there. They have completely redecorated the place with new tables and chairs and relocated the huge buffet into the middle of the room. Their wait staff is really on the ball.

Felix and I got there 5 minutes after they opened, and within 15 minutes Felix was complaining of wall to wall people. The room seats about 200 people and it was nearly filled.

The food? Need you ask; it was fantastic. Fried Chicken, baked chicken four kinds of fish, including a baked dish that I thought was absolutely tops. They had veggies coming out the, well you know. This is a place that is known for their country cooking; true home made flavor and consistancy. They had two big serving trays of reall bread and sage stuffing, none of this boxed crap that some restaurnts serve. No phony cornbread stuffing, this was the real thing.

As usual they had a huge serving tray of crab legs. About every 15 minutes a cute guy comes out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of fresh hot crab legs. The bowl is as big as a wash tub.

Dessert? You want dessert? How about a "foot-high-pie"? Yep, they have them in more flavors than the staff can keep track of. Our waitress showed me the back of her pad where she had written more than 20 flavors of pie. Felix had the fresh peach pie and I settled for a large cut of banana cream pie that had to be placed in a take home container. Yes, I ate that much food.

To see more about this place, set your web browser to Diamond Mineral Springs and wish you were there.

IS THE GOVERNMENT TELLING THE TRUTH??

I am watching a History Channel program that asks the above question. What do you think? Many parts of these stories point to the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, J. Edgar Hoover. It is suggested that Mr. Hoover did not approve of President Kennedy's lifestyle.

• Is the United States Government telling you the truth about Area 51?
  

Well, I guess that depends on whether you believe in flying saucers or space aliens. I do not believe Area 51 is hiding alien life forms or space ships from other planets. Now, I may be completely wrong on this; but I believe the famous military base that does not exist is simply a testing and development place for super secret aircraft. Many of today's military planes were developed, tested and flown 20 years before the American people were told of their existance.

The part I do not understand is why the government denies the existance of something that we can easily see from satellite photos and actually take pictures of from Tikaboo Peak in Nevada. We can down the highway and see the signs that warn of a secret military installation. They tell us they are authorized to kill trespassers. Hmmm, I wonder if they really would? That would be something to explain.

The government refused to explain what chemicals were burned that caused the deaths of six of Area 51's workers. Even their names were never revealed in court documents. The government refused to admit the workers were ordered to burn anything, even though the evidence on their bodies had been diagnosed by doctors. Those men died without the government ever admitting they had been workers at Area 51.

You all know that I am an avid Area 51 fan. I follow every minute bit of news about the installation. I have a cousin living in Las Vegas who watches the newspapers there and relays bits of information to me. I may never have the opportunity to climb Tikaboo Peak to photograph the base myself; but I sure am going to try.

• Is the United States Govenment telling you the truth about the Kennedy Assassination?

Was there a conspiracy to cover up the reason to kill President Kennedy? Do you believe Kennedy was killed by Lee Harvey Oswald acting on his own? Why did Jack Ruby kill Oswald? Did the Warren Commission cover up a conspiracy? Did J. Edgar Hoover order Kennedy killed? Did Lyndon Johnson have a part to play in this? Did Ruby tell the Warren Commission the truth?

There is pictoral evidence and aural evidence that indicates there were more shots than the three the governments admits to. There were four shots. There was someone on the grassy knoll, Even I saw the shadows and the smoke in the video coverage that was shown.

Boy, that sure is a lot of questions. Do you have answers? What do you think about these questions? There are too many unanswered questions for this to be pure coincidence.

• Was Marilyn Monroe's death an accident, or planned by the U. S. Government?
  

We all know that Marilyn Monroe had many visits to the White House. We can see her actions at President Kennedy's Birthday Party. Was that a put-on or her real emotions?

Why did/would Marilyn Monroe commit suicide? Or did she commit suicide? I am not sure. Was this another intervention by J. Edgar Hoover?

• Was there a cover up of Robert Kennedy's assasination?

Did Sirhan Sirhan act on his own? Where did the extra bullet holes come from. Sirhan's gun only held 8 bullets. Who was the woman in the polka dot dress who said the words, "WE shot Senator Kennedy"? Why did the L.A. Police keep secret a tape recorded conversation with the campaign worker who saw the woman in the polka dot dress?

• Was flight 800 taken down by missile fire?

I believe it was. Would the United States Government do such an act to protect what they call "National Security"? Of course they would. Would they kill innocent citizens in order to take out their intended subject. You had better bet your booties they will.

• Would the U. S. Government deliberately lie to hide terrorist activity that they knew they could not explain?

Again, pull your booties on tightly. Yes, they would. If they thought admission of terrorist activity would cause national panic, they would lie and try to blame someone else. I believe this is exactly what happened concerning TWA flight 800.

Now, if I suddenly come up missing or dead, you will know I am correct? Do I expect that to happen, No. I look forward to your comments.

Who in the hell is running this country? It sure isn't the people we elect to run it. Who or what is actually making the decisions? Is it the FBI? Is it the CIA? I do know this, it is NOT the White House. George W. Bush is not making the decisions, that is obvious.

CATS, CATS, AND MORE CATS

Those of you who read this blog with any degree of regularity know that there are six cats living with Felix and I. No, Felix is not a cat. He has no resemblance to the cartoon character, "Felix the Cat". Living with six cats is more fun than living with a barrel of monkeys. Did I really say that? The cats do have their individual personalities.

Our oldest cat is Sparky. He is 9 years old, a long-haired black and white lover. No, the lover part does not refer to being the father of any of the others. Sparky loves to sleep in my bed. He, also, loves to bite or drink from a slow stream of water from Felix's bath tub. After getting all wet in the tub; of course, he must use the litterbox. After that, it is time for a nap in my bed. Never mind the cat litter he tracks onto my bed. Before I go to bed each night, I must sweep the litter from the mattress and sheets.

Next we have the mother of the kittens. Miss Lucky came to us as a stray. Sparky kept sitting by the back patio door at suppertime watching for this black and white female. At first, we did not know what was going on. Finally, Felix noticed a cat on our patio. He asked if I thought she could be hungry. Well, what cat isn't? He took a can of food out to her on a paper plate. She devoured it. He fed her another can of food and she held the plate down with her paw while she cleaned it with her tongue.

The next evening she ate three cans of food. Felix said she must really be hungry. I said she was because she was eating for a family. You could see the lumps in her sides that were tell-tale signs that she was as pregnant as the day is long. He wanted to bring her inside; but I didn't think Sparky and her would get along. I fixed a box for her in which to have her kittens on our patio. Naturally, she wouldn't have a darned thing to do with it.

Finally, after another day of feeding her outside, I relented and told Felix to see if he could bring her inside. We confined Sparky to Felix's bedroom and Miss Lucky roamed all over our house and made no attempt to return to the outside. That did it, we now owned two cats. Miss Lucky was taken to the the basement. The door to the lower level was closed and Sparky confined to the upstairs while Miss Lucky enjoyed the downstairs.

Three days later, Miss Lucky presented us with a family of four of the cutest little furballs you have ever seen.

I do not remember in what order they were delivered; but I was there for all four births. She was so sweet and knew exactly what to do and how to do it. We found out later from the Vet that this was, most likely, her first litter. She gave us two boys and two girls. Felix and I were so happy that she gave birth to four healthy kittens; but we had no idea what we were going to do with four kittens. Hey, wait; four kittens meant six cats.

I called pet stores and animal adoption agencies in an attempt to find good homes for the kittens. Everyone I talked to had more kittens than they knew what to do with. We, finally, reached the realization that we were going to keep all of them. After raising them from birth to six months of age, how could anyone part with the little fur balls. We loved them all.

First, there is Insti. Her full name is Instigator. So named because she was usually the first one to get into trouble, then sit back and let her litter mates take the rap for being outside the box or trapped under the couch or chair. Insti loves a good belly rub and likes to sleep on her back on the living room couch.

Next is our little Ru Ru. Her full name is Ruthie; but she likes to hear us call her Ru Ru. Ru Ru is bashful. She allows us to pet her; but we must go through the ritual of calling her and being very slow to reach out to touch her. There is one way to get to Ru Ru,; just offer her food. She loves to eat and will allow us to pet her when we offer food.

The girls weigh in at about 10 pounds each. Both girls are about a 50% mix of black and white. Momma, Miss Lucky weighs 7 pounds. Now we get to the heavyweights of the family. The two boys.

Marvin, also known as Starvin Marvin. Marvie is almost all black except for his back paws. He is distinguished by his little white moustache under his nose. Honest, it is a perfectly shaped white moustache. Marvin weighs in at about 11 pounds, loves to play with chips of ice and jump at shadows on the window. He hides the ice under a throw rug in the dining room; then goes back a few minutes later and can not understand why the ice is gone.

Marvie's brother is Bear. Mr. Bear is the heavyweight of the family. Bear is solid black, not a white hair on him and tips the scales at 15 pounds. Do not mistake their weight for fat. They are all well proportioned. Bear loves to sleep on his back and have his tummy rubbed. Bear, also, has the meakest meow of them all. Felix says he sounds like a little girl.

I am not sure what breed Miss Lucky is. I think she may be of an Oriental breed; but the vet can not pin it down. The two girls and Marvin do not show any particular breed. Bear is the one who stands out. He looks like he is pure bred Bombay. His color, stance and weight distribution are exactly what a Bombay should be. However, we know he is not pure bred.

We have no idea what cat Miss Lucky mated with it; but, for sure, he was a big bruiser. Bear is a testimony to that. When she first came to us, we had Miss Lucky checked for a chip by the vet. She was not broken, so no chip. It's late folks, forgive me. We did learn just recently that her left rear hip is misformed. You would never know it because she is a perfect picture of grace when she walks. Everyone has been neutered and spayed, so six is the end.

I love them all, bashful Ruthie; very loud Miss Lucky; my little pumpkin, Insti; the jumper Marvin; Mr. Sleepy Bear and, of course, the adoptive daddy, Sparky. He has accepted his adoptive family like a trouper and shares everything with them. Felix and I have a wonderful family of cats. They are precious.

RUSH RUSH

GOOD BYE MRS. SEIBOLD'S

Today there are simply not enough hours for me to get every thing done. I found out the best bakery in the county recently closed. They had 5 stores spread around the county and now they are out of business. I do not understand. I mean, they made the best cream puffs and cherry coffee cakes you could find anywhere.

TROUBLE IN TOWERLAND

A problem is brewing in the next small village south of the one I inhabit. A very uninformed village building inspector made a very unintellegent comment to the village board. He claims to have discovered a 100 foot tower belonging to a ham radio operator in a residential neighborhood. The only problem is that this boob cleared the erection of the tower a few months ago when the ham was building his new home. Now he promisses the board that he will see to it the tower is removed.

Like hell he will. The Federal Communications Commission has passed a rule entitled PRB-1. This rule states local communities will make every effort to accomodate the ham radio operator in the construction and operation of the radio station. This includes allowing and accepting the existance of a tower to hold antennas.

I checked out the location today; the homes are not real expensive, average home will be in the $100,000 neighborhood. The tower does not lower the property values, in fact, the existance of a ham radio station can enhance emergency communications if the need arises.

Amateur (Ham) Radio was the only communications after Hurricane Katrina hit the gulf coast for about the first two weeks. The Federal Government didn't even know communications were needed. Bush had his head in the clouds.

NEW "BLOG"

Check out a new discussion blog that is encouraging comments from the readers. http://Discuss-it.net. I am sure you will find something there that will interest you.

AIRCRAFT DEFYING CONVENTION #1

This is a shot of what I consider the most beautiful airplane in the worldl. It is a Beech Starship. It is now owned by Ratheon Aircraft Credit Corporation and is supposed to be loacated at Mid America Aircraft Museum located in Libreal, Kansas. This was the 6th aircraft of a total of 53N that were built by Beech in the 1980s. The official builder designation was NC-6 and it was given the FAA registration number of N15556S. This aircraft was all composite construction and the original cost was a bit over 5 million bucks. You could buy an entry level business jet for that price in the 80s and after Raytheon purchased Beech they decided to halt production and buy back all they could of the operating fleet. They said that maintanence of the fleet was too costly.

Below is the instrument panel of the Starcraft. It is refered to as an "all glass" cockpit because all readouts, instrumentation and otherwise was on LCDs or CRTs. This same idea is being used today in such planes as the Gulfstream V business jets. Of course, the price of that beauty is 35 million bucks. Just a bit out of my range.

The top speed of the Starcraft was and still is over 500 miles per hour. Notice the twin engines behind the main wing. Those are pusher piston engines. They are set near the center line of the aircraft with only 6" separating the 5 blade propellers when in operation. If one engine were to fail, the plane still flies normally; just feather the engine that cut out and be on your way as if nothing ever happened.

A gentlemen by the name of Robert Scherer owns NC-51 with the tail number of N514RS and has held his ground and refused to sell the plane back to Raytheon. Bob bought two more of these aircraft, had them disassembled and crated and shipped back to his own facility. He has never experienced a failure of anything that required him to dip into those crates for a spare part.

The Starship is a design by Burt Rutan and was constructed by Beech with the help of Rutan's company Scaled Composits. According to Bob's website http://www.bobscherer.com/Pages/Starship.htm he owns three and someone else owns one still operating Starships. The rest are located at Pineal Airstrip and are in the custody of Evergreen Air. They are slated to be ground up and the useable parts returned to Raytheon. Since they are composite material, the standard disassembly techniques do not apply.

I have only the highest praise for Bob Scherer in his attempt to keep the Starship flying. I hope it flys for the next two decades. Good Luck, Bob.

FINALLY GOT THAT SMORGASBORD

Felis and I finally got to travel down to Southern Illinois to Reid's Harvest House for one of the best feeds in the southern part of the state. We were trying to decide if we wanted to stay home and have me fix Chicken Stew or go out for lunch. If we were to go out, where did we want to go. We had been to so many of our favorite spots locally that we nearly feel burnt out on them. It was 1:00 when Felix suggested we go down to Chester. I quickly got dressed and we hopped in my box on wheels and headed down the highway.

Our total time away was 4 and a half hours. Was it worth it? it sure was. They had quite a spread laid out including some of the best beef and gravy that I have had in years. Both of us filled two plates and managed to stuff in some bread pudding and lemon sauce. Add to that three glasses of soda and you would have seen two happy guys.

Tired of hearing about our quest for good food? Starting tomorrow, I will post some pictures and explanations of some special aircraft that never made it into full production.

LINKS TO YOUR BLOG

Sometime soon I am going to get my act together and put links to all the blogs I read in my "links" section. I follow a few blogs daily, almost like sneaking behind your door and watching what is going on in your life. Nosy little SOB aren't I? I will try to get that done this week.

CANCEL THIS, CHANGE THAT

Well, we did not make it to Southern Illinois for the big smorgasbord where we intended to gorge ourselves. Our momma cat got sick. Loong story follows.

Felix noticed our little momma cat throwing up this morning. He called the vet for an appointment for her before I even got out of bed. The appointment was in the middle of the afternoon, so we were virtually tied to the home all day, at least until her appointment was over. He noticed something that looked like little bits of styrofoam in her upchuck, so we searched all over the house to find what she could have gotten into.

It turns out that the cats have been using their scratching post very well, and have managed to shred the carpet around the post, down to the underlying packing. That seems to be what she injested. Little momma is back home and doing fine. The vet gave her a shot, some medication to be taken every 8 hours and did two X-rays on her. Felix paid the bill of $151.00 for a two hour vet visit.

It seems her hips are not exactly lined up properly. We had no idea as she is the perfect picture of grace when she walks. I have seen cats go down stairs before; but this little girl does it so gracefully with her little feet touching each step. Most cats sort of hop down the stairs. Our older adult male cat takes the steps in three leaps down. Some day, I swear, he is going to injure himself going down the stairs. And coming up, they all run between your feet to beat you to the top. I have nearly tripped on a couple of them. Why do they like to almost trip you, then sit there and look at you like, "What, what did I do"?

Six cats are going to break us. Next month they all come due for their annual shots, now that is going to cost us a bundle. Felix complains about the cost of their litter being higher than the cost of their food. It isn't that way for people. Steaks cost more than toilet paper. I wonder if we could teach the cats how to use toilet paper. That would be somthing to see on TV. "Watch the kitty wipe it's butt". Yeah, right.

One of these days I am going to get back to my posting pictures of weird airplanes from Boeing. Thay have tried almost every configuration possible.

T G I F

T G I F means Thank God It's Friday. We all know that comes right after S H I T. S H I T, you mean you didn't know that stood for So Happy It's Thursday? Well, now you do. We have a lot of acronyms in the auto industry. Everyone knows F O R D, that's Found On Road Dead or Fix Or Repair Daily. B U I C K, Big Ugly Indian Cunt Kar. I will not give you the full explanation of P O N T I A C. I don't like to use the "N" word. OK OK, Poor Old N----- Thinks It's A Cadillac.

Today is Friday and Felix played hooky from work. Our momma cat woke me up at 4:30AM wanting to be fed. I thought something horrible had happened the way she was crying, so I got up to see. Felix had his bedroom door closed and was still sleeping. After determining that the loud-mouthed puddy was just hungry, I sat on the couch and waited for Felix to get up at 5. We were out of paper plates and I did not know how he intended to feed the cats. He used our regular dinner ware. Hope he washes them good, I am not partial to cat food for supper.

I went back to bed and was unaware that Felix did the same until I got up at 10:30. We decided to visit the Olive Garden for our late dinner, early supper. We love their Pasta e Fagoli soup. After we arrived home we decided to make that dreaded visit to the grocery store. I dropped $106 and some change.

Sunday I will treat Felix to one of his favorite meals. I will make my famous Chicken Stew. Hey, my momma taught me how to fix some pretty good meals. How about boiled pork butt and kraut with mashed potatoes? Or change the meat to spare ribs with kraut and mashed potatoes? Mom raised a meat and potatoes boy here. Since the doctor has limited my beef intake, I don't do the steak broiled in butter or the liver and onions as often as I would like. Besides, Felix is not a liver person. Little does he know that everyone needs a little liver to put lead in your pencil.

Tomorrow, Saturday, we are going to venture to the Southern part of the state to a smorgasbord restaurant that always has a delicious display of food. Oh, I should mention that another one of our favorite smorgasbord restaurants goes by the name, "Chicken Shit Hill". Honestly, that is their knick name. Everyone in the county knows it by that name. If you like fried chicken served family style, you must visit Chicken Shit Hill. Friday nights, they have the largest smorgasbord layout I have ever seen. Chicken, Beef, Ham, Crab Legs, Fish, Pasta, you name it, it is there.

Well, I still have some web surfin' to do. See ya at Chicken Shit Hill.

HELLO TO ALL

I see there are a bunch of new readers. HELLO, and welcome to my blog. I will try to explain the foibles of my life in an entertaining way. Sure, there will be times I go on a rant about something; but for the most part, I am harmless. Yeah, that is very true, I am harmless.

I will be a senior citizen later this month. That means I will have attained the ripe old age of 65. For me, that is nothing to crow about. I would rather be 30 again. I have worked very hard to get where I am; BROKE, OLD and DISABLED. The disability part comes in because I have suffered a stroke; but have 98% recovered. I have suffered cancer, as well. I am not sure if anyone can ever claim to have recovered from cancer. Every cancer survitor I know, is still taking life year by year. Once that disease gets hold of a person, you are never sure you are free.

For me, it has been 4 years since my surgery. That surgery ended my sex life. I guess you could say that I made a trade. No sex life; but still a life. I am thankful, every day, for my life. Against many odds, I intend to live to be a ripe old age of 120. There are just too many things to do, places to see, things to experience; for me to give up and die now. Cross your fingers, say a prayer for me, I may just reach that goal.

THURSDAY NIGHT IS GROCERY SHOPPING NIGHT

Our local grocery chain runs a $10.00 coupon in the Sunday newspaper that is only good on Thursday when you buy $50.00 worth, or more, of groceries. Certain items are exempt from that total; but it is not difficult to run up a $50.00 tab for groceries for two people. Felix does not like to go to the grocery store; but he needs to go to pick his cereal for the week.

This week Felix had an interview for a new position at his place of employment. They held the interview after his normal work hours. That meant he got home about 90 minutes later than normal. I can understand that, traffic is horrible at 5PM Monday thru Friday. Now, we had to rush out for a decent supper. He arrived home just before 6PM and we headed off to the local Cracker Barrel for supper. The slow waiter and the crowded restaurant made our finishing the meal at 7:10PM.

Felix made his objections to going grocery shopping again. I kept pushing for us to go to the store because we are out of certain things. We still had to stop at the Post Office to pick up our mail and stop at the pharmacy to get Felix some medication By that time it was 7:30. I needed to use the restroom, so I gave in and we went home. This may not seem like an earth shattering subject to post about; but the lure of saving ten bucks on our grocery bill is a major event for someone collecting retirement and Unsocial Insecurity.

Felix said he would contribute ten bucks when we do go grocery shopping on Saturday or Sunday. Believe me, I am going to hold him to that promise. Ten bucks is ten bucks.

JUST MY LUCK

Last night I had a loooong post for this blog. Wouldn't you know it, Blogger made an error and the whole thing went bye bye. It was late and I just gave up and went to bed.. Now, I will try again.

SUBJECT: AUTOMOBILES

I was talking to a friend on the radio Tuesday afternoon, about automobiles. He drives a Ford Escape SUV, as do I. Mine is a 2002 and his is a 2003. He puts more mileage on his than I do now; because I am retired. Bob asked me what I knew about the new Hybrid Escape.

Well, I don't know too much about it other than it is priced about $5000 higher than the gasoline powered one and the gas mileage is a couple of miles more to the gallon. At today's prices, even two miles more per gallon is not to be sneezed at. (Today, I paid $2.55.9 per gallon).

From what I understand about the Hybrid SUV is that when you reach a certain speed, the gasoline engine will cut out and the alternative fuel motor will suply power to keep you going. The gasoline engine will kick in when the vehicle senses the need for more power, such as climbinb a hill or accelerating from a stop sign.

Bob related a story about one of the Hybrid Escapes that he saw a couple of days ago. Bob was behind the Hybrid SUV. When the traffic light changed to green the driver of the Hybrid vehicle stepped on the gas only to creep away from the intersection. The sensor that was supposed to sense the need for increased power and kick the gasoline engine on line, didn't work.

Bob was talking to the Ford dealer in his home town about this experience. The dealer told him they have had other complaints about similar instances. Understand, this is not a fault of the assembly employees at the factory, this is a fault of the supplier's sensor module. What a horrible feeling the driver of that SUV must have felt.

I spent 21 years working for an automobile manufacturer and can relate some horror stories of my own. The average auto worker is not a highly educated individual, nor is he highly motivated. Most of these guys are there because they could not work in any other environment. Stop and think, could you do the same 3 minute task 600 times a day? Yup, 600 times a day at 60 units per hour on a 10 hour shift. Honestly, I would go bonkers if stuck in that situation. It takes a very tolerant individual to work these jobs.

I have watched as some of these guys come stumbling in, at 5:30AM, on Monday morning. Some of them still hung over from their wild weekend of trying to forget the boredom of their jobs. I have watched them come back from drinking their lunch, for the same reason. Do not get me wrong, there are some very highly educated guys, even with college degrees; but working in the auto industry because it pays better than the white collor profession they are schooled for.

There is an old adage in the auto industry insiders that says: never buy a vehicle in the first year of production. Give it a year to get the bugs worked out. Also, check the build date on the doorpost of the driver's side to see what day of the week the vehicle was built. Never buy a vehicle that was built on Monday or Friday. Honestly, these are jokes that go around; but there is a little bit of reality there, too.

From my 21 years in the audo industry as an electrician/robot technician; I have seen some very good employees beat their heads against a wall in their attempt to build top notch vehicles. We all know that it is a race between Ford, GM and Daimler-Chrysler vs the imports. Imports are making inroads into the American market. For every import that is purchased, a small bit of money is taken out of the pockets of the American Auto Workers. That is like a slap in the face to your neighbor.

These guys'gals are not overpaid for their jobs. There are long hours, very hot, uncomfortable, working conditions and when they retire the company retirement isn't all that great.

There ya go, that is my post for today. I will add these words: BUY AMERICAN.

KIND OF DISAPPOINTING

It is kind of disappointing that the visitors to this blog have had no comments to give me. Makes me wonder if the bolg is worth all the trouble.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

My Felix is horny. Since my cancer surgery four years ago, I have been unable to give him what he wants. A good hard dick. Now, I am in a big dilimma. I trust him but I know how difficult it is to makd your hard dick go down unsatisfied. Sex is mostly in the mind; that is called letting the little head think for the big head.

Felix knows how much I love him and I do not like to see him go so unfulfilled. Do I turn my back and let him have sex with someone else, knowing that he may come home with a disease or even beat to hell because he tried it with the wrong guy. For that matter, he may come home in a body bag.

You tell me, what do I do? It is very difficult to sit by and watch Felix be unhappy.

FRIDAY NIGHT

Felix and I went out for supper this evening. Cracker Barrel has gotten over their fear of gays in the kitchen, well at least, in their dining room. We both had our fill for under twenty bucks for the two of us.

As I said yesterday, coming up with something new to post every day is tough. I always read Scott-o-rama before I do anything. Today Scott has the best blog. He likes to post funny songs on Friday and today he has topped himself. Please point your browser over to Scott-o-rama.com and enjoy a great laugh. I did, and sent emails to a bunch of friends.

I noticed my counter is missing again. I wonder when they will get done with their mods.

WHAT TO WRITE?? WHAT TO WRITE????

Do you ever have problems thinking of something to put in your blog? Do you post to your blog daily? I try to make a post every day and I will admit that I do have problems coming up with what I think will be an interesting topic for others to read.

I am a big fan of "Law & Order" on NBC and the spinoffs of Law & Order. Last night the L & O episode was about a wife who had been in a coma for years and her husband was trying to get her feeding tube pulled from her. In other words, he was trying to allow her to die in peace. Her parents were totally against that. Sounds familiar, doesn't it?

The husband was killed with a car bomb and the parents were the culprits; but the big catcher was that the whole plot was devised by a preacher of their local church. He said that no person has the right to end someone else's life. Now, I have my topic. Are you ready to think about this?

What would you do if faced with a similar situation. Felix has Power of Attorney for me. He has complete control of such a situation, although he would be open to input from my son. I really doubt my son would oppose Felix's decision, whatever it is. Could you pull the plug on your wife, husband or partner? Could you?

That takes a lot of thinking. I believe that taking someone elses life is a sin. The bible tells us to not kill. It also says that suicide is a sin; because you would have killed yourself and then would be unable to ask for forgiveness. What to do, what to do? This is a really tough subject to even think about. I am sure people will have nightmares if they really dwell on this topic. I know, I would.

It would kill me to see Felix lay in a bed unable to speak and not knowing if he could even hear me. Felix has a mother and a brother. His mother was not much of a momma to him; in fact, he was raised by his grandparents because his mother just didn't give a shit about her responsibilities. Felix and his brother do not get along, either. I believe I know the attitude his mother would take. Pull the plug: he is going to die sooner or later so why waste all the energy in thinking about it. She is an unthinking, uncaring individual. Little brother would bury himself in a bottle of booze.

So, the decision would be back on me. How can someone pull the plub on someone they love? I am quite familiar with this situation as the mother of a very good friend of mine made this decision two months ago. I still miss the guy. All the doctors said he would probably be barely alive if he recovered at all. They said there was too much brain damage and he would be unable to take care of himself. I am talking about a man of age 48 who weighed over 300 pounds. This had to be the most difficult decision the mother could ever be asked to make.

I have not come to terms with her decision. I agree that he would have been a very unhappy man if he had lived to come out of the coma. I just do not know about the decision. Maybe the wrong decision was made in trying to save his life in the first place.

What would you do if faced with this decision? Do you dare think about it?

EMAIL

I owe a debt of gratitude to Scott of Scott-o-rama.com for advising me that my AOL account was set incorrectly. I have made the corrections to the email list so that anyone can send me email at JimDean001@aol.com.

AOL has put up a new interface in the last two or three weeks and some of the prompts have changed. I used to know the program; but Felix had to guide me through a couple of things tonight to make the corrections so I can get email from readers of my blog. Speaking of that, the numbers show that my blog has generated quite a number of readers. I am glad someone cares to read what I have to say. LOL.

I will tell you this; AOL sure has gotten more complicated since it started. I started with computers with a Commodore 128 and joined the online service called "Q-Link". That service was Commodore specific. It morphed into AOL way back in the 1980s. The more they "improve" AOL the more it runs into conflicts with our computers.

Their virus scan conflicts with Norton or the one I use from Charter, their spyware program conflicts with the other spyware programs I have. Even with all this, I do like AOL because a number of my friends are there. I know, email is email; but the emails on AOL are so easy, once you get used to it. Like I said, I have been with it since it started.

Way off subject, so let me wind up with thanking Scott for telling me of the problem and assure the rest of you who want to answer me, or tell me what a nut or ass I am, the email problem has been corrected.

GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

I have been following the adventures of those two gay guys, Casey and Dew, all over the planet. Now, it seems they have gone to another planet or possibly the moon. In plain words, their websites are GONE.

Dew has been hinting that something was about to happen; but he never would get specific. One post said the "bible thumpers" (my words) were hounding him. He said that Casey was taking care of some special business while he, Dew, was visiting his mother in Florida. Now, three websites have disappeared from the web. Maybe even four.

• Did the authorities get involved?

• Did Casey and Dew walk that fine line too long?

• Did they tempt the law to step in?

• Is the present administration cracking down on all gay people's web sites?

• Is Casey in jail and Dew in the care of some "child protective agency"?

I am quite curious about where they are and what has happened to them. The CaseyandDew.tv web site never got sexual that I saw. They made a very definite effort to keep things on the straight and narrow. The only time I saw anything suggestive was when they were on I-44 going through Oklahoma and stopped for gasoline and soda at a service station. There was a promo ad in the window for Mountain Dew and Casey said something that could have been sexually suggestive about "mounting Dew". Dew laughed. I laughed.

They may have had something else going on that I was not aware of; but their little daily TV show was about as non-sexual as you can get. I mean; like a half hour of Casey teaching Dew how to fry and egg and make a grilled cheese sandwich.

I do believe someone or some federal agency has stuck their big nose into the thing and put a big damper on them. For that I am sorry; but not surprised. There are always people who are jealous of others and will do everything they can to screw up lives.

WELL, ITS FREE

When it is free, you can't expect perfection.

AIR POWER VS SEA POWER

I am watching a TV show that gives all the poop about a new and advanced technology submarine named the Virginia. Boy, they are bragging about this sub. It can stay down and stationary for months, it can go as deep as 800 feet, it has a nuclear power ploant that lasts for 30 years and it has so much electronics and surveillance equipment that ..... they go on and on.

What does that tell you? Sure, it tells you that this sub is good; but they are bragging so much about sea power and saying we have all the "spy planes" we need. They say we need sea power. OK, I agree, we need sea power; but in my humble opinion, the government is trying to avert attention to this sub and away from new advances in air power. Mark my words, within 5 years they will announce a new stealth aircraft that will make your jaw drop.

Our government never says what it is doing. It always attempts to avert attention away from the real project.

AIR POWER OR SEA POWER

I am watching a TV show that gives all the poop about a new and advanced technology submarine named the Virginia. Boy, they are bragging about this sub. It can stay down and stationary for months, it can go as deep as 800 feet, it has a nuclear power ploant that lasts for 30 years and it has so much electronics and surveilence equipment that ..... they go on and on.

What does that tell you? Sure, it tells you that this sub is good; but they are bragging so much about sea power and saying we have all the "spy planes" we need. They say we need sea power. OK, I agree, we need sea power; but in my humble opinion, the government is trying to avert attention to this sub and away from new advances in air power. Mark my words, within 5 years they will announce a new stealth aircraft that will make your jaw drop.

Our government never says what it is doing. It always attempts to avert attention away from the real project.

MULTI SUBJECTS again

YESTERDAY'S QUESTION

I am sorry that no one had an answer to my question of yesterday. From reading Dew's blog, the little that he posts, I think there is more going on than he has told us. I am very sorry for the torment that he is going through. People should keep thier noses out of other people's business. Me too, maybe.

WEATHER

I think the fall weather has fallen on us. Temperatures have dropped into the upper 30s for a couple of nights. We are about 10 degrees below normal for this time of year. Halloween usually is the start of our cold weather; but this year, I am beginning to doubt many little ghouls will be out celebrating Halloween this year.

Our big bag of candy may have to be eaten by Felix and I. He is already making a dent in it so there may not be any left come Halloween. Me, I like a big Snickers Bar that has been in the freezer for a while. I like the chocolate high. Shame on me; but it is the truth.

OUR NAMES

Felix is truly in the character of Felix Unger and I will have to admit that I am an Oscar Madison to a tee. My computer/radio room is the messiest room of the entire house. Even worse than the utility room. Felix spent a few hours last week cleaning up the utility room; but he knows better than to try to clean this room. It is not that I like the mess; but I know where everything is. It is in this pile or that pile.

I have been working for the last three days trying to sort out the magazines and put them in order in magazine holders. Those damn plastic things aren't cheap; but they do make a big help in keeping the magazines off the floor. I hate to throw out a magazine just because it is last month's news, or last years. Who knows when I will need to reference an article in one of them?

MY SCHEDULE

For some reason I am way off a normal schedule. I just can't seem to get my body regulated. I woke up this morning at 8:30, made a dash for the bathroom and then went back to bed. I slept until Felix woke me up at 11:00. He called from work to see if I was OK. Yeah, I was OK; I had been sleeping since midnight last nifht. Eleven hours sleep should be enough for anyone; but not for me.

WHAT TO EAT????

Felix arrives home about 4:15 every afternoon and we normally have a hot supper. Today, I didn't have a darned thing ready. We ate deli sandwiches. The lunch meat wasn't bad; but a hot supper would have been better. I just didn't have the energy or desire to cook. I have been hungry for a pot of ham and beans and intended to fix that today; but we didn't have the beans in the cupbord. Beisdes, Felix hates them. He, also, hates pork chops, steak, and anything made with pork. He will eat pasta 6 times a week and Mexican food 5 times a week. My tummy can't go that route.

I was raised a meat and potatoes man and I could have iced tea at every meal. Felix must have been raised on fast food from Mickey D's or Taco Bell and Coca Cola, Mr. Pibb or Dr. Pepper. I don't know where he gets the cast iron stomach. I like pasta; but only once a week, at the most.

Well, I must think up something for supper on Wednesday. I may surprise him. Pray for me, he may kill me when he sees what I have made.

QUESTION?

I have a question about Casey and Dew. I am sure most of you are familiar with the duo. For about the last two or three years they have been together and have recorded tieir daily antics for distribution as CaseynDewTv. Now, all of a sudden, nothing.

Rumors have been floating around on various BBS and blogs. I will not repeat the rumors as I do not want to add to them. They may be viscous rumors from jealous people or they may be clsoe to being true. I do not know.

Does anyone have the truth? If so, please advise me.

Casey is a 24 year old gay boi and Dew is a 16-17 year old gay boi. They seem to be in love with each other. They have taken auto trips all over the U.S.A. and to Europe. Dew's mother has gone with them on some of their trips. They seemed to be a happy group of folks just out for adventure and not causing any harm to anyone.

My own feelings are that someone or some group of "do-gooders" have stepped in and messed up their trelationship. Why can't those do-gooders leave things alone? Why must they attempt to impose or force their wishes on the rest of the world?

The bible says we should "do unto others as we want them to do unto you". (paraphrased) Would those do-gooders want someone to impose their wishes on them? Of course mot; so why do the force their will on others? The videos on CaseynDueTV have not been suggestive or sexual in any way. It was just a record of their daily adventures, including going to the grocery store and cooking in their own kitchen. What is so horrible about that/

Did Casey and Dew have sex together? Probably, but they never advertised such activity.

I think people should allow other people alone. Be what God intended you to be; without intervention from do-gooders. GOD DOES NOT MAKE MISTAKES. If God created you gay, then be gay. No one can change you, only God can, if He wants to. If God made someone gay, they are as God intended. Again, GOD DOES NOT MAKE MISTAKES.

If anyone knows anything about Casey or Dew, please let me know,. Leave a comment here or send me an email at JimDean001@aol.com.

WINTER IS COMING, BREAK OUT THE ELECTRIC BLANKET

I pamper myself when it comes to sleeping. I have a king sized bed all by myself. Felix grew up with a twin bed and now has a twin sized water bed. I couldn't get along without my king sized bed. When we go on vacation we try to get a room with the minimum of two queen sized beds. That is appropriate, don't you think? Two queens in the beds.

OK, stop laughing. The local temperature hasn't hit the 30s yet; but we have seen two nights into the 40s. I still have my window air conditioner in place in my bedroom. It still may get warm and I can't sleep in a hot bedroom. I like the air in the bedroom to be cold; but I like to be warm under the covers. I sleep under a sheet and a comforter year around. In the winter, I suppliment that with an electric blanket.

Now, I have been offered an alternative to that. Many women are jumping at the chance to have a new throw for their beds. Their husbands do not like the idea; but Felix and I think it is a very good idea.

You tell me, would you like to have this on your bed?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL

I know it is a bit early for Halloween; but since Felix and I bought a supply of candy for the trick or treaters today, I thought I would wish everyone else a

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

WRONG TIME, WRONG PLACE

Have you ever felt that you were in the wrong time and wrong place? It happened to me this evening. This is the second time in my life that I have felt this way.

I do not know what it was about our club meeting this evening; but I definitely felt that I did not need to be there. I am one of the directors of the organization and my presence was necessary if we were to have the meeting; however for some odd reason, I felt out of place. I do not know if this is because I haven't really felt that good all day or what the underlying cause was. I sat quietly and voted as a director should; but I did not bring up any new business or ask about old business that did not get done.

Our club consists of mostly older guys who have good intentions; but do not have the energy to carry them off. I have been on the board for two years and I thought I could help bring new energy and change to the club; but I do not see any change or any forward progress. If anything, the club has gone backwards. It hurts to see what was once a forward thinking organization headed down the crapper. The man who pushed me to run for director two years ago, recently passed away. I am glad he is not here to see the club now. I do miss him very much.

I know most of you will not understand all this; but this fills up the blog. We have spent $20,000 bucks in the last 15 years and have very little to show for it. Our last treasurer mishandled the books and showed the club having $3,000 more than we actually had. Our present treasurer doesn't even show up for the meetings. The secretary is running about 50% on his attendance and the Vice President is about the same. I can remember back to 1988 when we had over 110 members, owned our own clubhouse, had multiple radio stations on the air, and were a respected radio club. Now we have 36 members, multiple stations one the air and not enough money to keep them running in tip top shape.

Police departments and city government used to come to us to provide communications for parades and backup communications in times of emergency. We were a rspected orgainzation, trusted by local governments. Now, they bypass us as if we were a disease.

We are the sixth oldest radio club in the nation and many people looked up to the club, now no one even gives a shit about the sixth oldest radio club. My term as a director on the board is up in December and I will not accept another term. This last term did not accomplish a damned thing. I saw our membership go down the shitter and three grand disappear. No one is accusing the treasurer of taking the money, he just did not keep the books in order. He did not balance them each month against the bank statement. He just didn't care.

Honestly, I am hurt that the club is in worse shape now than it was two years ago. There is no need for me to keep hitting my head against a brick wall. The membership are all friends and I do not want to loose any friends; but I am tired and they are going to have to get along without me on the board.

TIME TO PAY UP

The news on TV tells the same stories over and over. The only thing that changes are the names. Rape, murder, missing children, over and over. What the hell is happening to our society? Are we repeating the horrors of the past?

The story of Rome seems to be happening all over again. Nero fiddled while Rome burned, so the history books tell us. Bush played and ignored the situation in New Orleans. Where are the people who care? I know they are out there; but all we ever hear is the negative news. It usually is the lead story on every newscast.

What really makes me sick is the missing children. Young boys and girls are not raised to be afraid of everyone the meet. They are told to trust the police. Young children are not always able to differentiate between uniforms. We have an idea of what happens to those children that are not found. Some are used as sex objects. This is not only shameful; but it is indicative of what Rome had become. Sexual perversion ran rampant in ancient Rome. It seems America is doing it's best to follow Rome.

I am a student of the bible and what I see happening today scares me. We are headed towards the end of our civilization if we continue on the present road. I am not trying to preach here, I am only saying that I believe biblical prophecy is being carried out today. I am afraid that one day we will wake up and find that what we have done to the earth and to our fellow man, is irreversible.

Our society has become a "me-me" society. All we seem to care about is ourselves and instant gratification. Young people in their 20s want the same comforts that people inther 50s have. The want the same big home, the same type automobile, the same big screen TV and all the things that the older members of society took years to get. I am not saying that they shouldn't have those things; but the difference is that the older folks have these things and they are paid for. The younger generation is going into hock and borrowing beyond their ability to repay. That leads them into bankruptcy. Felix's mother is filing bankruptcy for the second time. Thank God, Felix thinks in a different manner. He has bills; but he pays them.

Soon, and very soon, the time to pay the piper will be here and I do not believe the majority of society is able to make that payment.

MOON or NEVADA

This one is hilarious. Did we put men on the moon, or did we fake the whole thing at Area 51? That is the premise of a show on the National Geographic Channel that I am watching right now. I will ask you for your opinion.

Was it the MOON or NEVADA?

You tell me in your comments to this post.

WEATHER AND IT'S COST TO US

I have been watching the History Channel lately and have become informed on our weather. Now, don't get all upset and accuse me of being a sci-fi nut. Yes, I do like sci-fi and Area 51; but this post is supposed to be serious.

Is Mother Nature rebelling against us? Let's take a look at what has been happening. The hurricanes could happen any year; but this year we had back to back devastation from Katrina and Rita. It seems the Global Warming thing is true. I can only hope that it stays that way for winter. With global warming, the ice caps are melting and the seas are rising. Not that it will be noticed for some time; but the costal areas of America are predicted to affected in a few years. It is time to wake up.

We have been warned to expect our heating bills to be nearly doubled. That hurts. The increase in cost will be from $400 to $1000 for the heating season. Natural gas and oil are the most affected heating fuels. I use natural gas and will probably only see the $400 price increase.

What I do not understand is a city about 20 miles from me generates it's own electricity by the use of natural gas to run the turbines. That never did make sense to me.

America and it's citizens do not understand the need to conserve our resources. We use electricity like we think it will always be there. NOT SO. Coal reserves will eventually run out, as will oil and natural gas. If we do not develop nuclear generated electricity without making spent nuclear waste, we will be in one hell of a mess. I won't be around to see that happen; but trust me, it will happen if we continue to use our natural resources at the present rate.

The cost to rebuild New Orleans and the gulf coast area hit by the two hurricanes is astronomical. I am not sure it is worth it. Yeah, Mardi Gras was a nice time to let go and have a ball; but should anyone occupy a city that is below the water level. Does that make any sense? To me, it does not. Who is going to pay the cost to rebuild? You and I, of course.

It seems to me that we humans are our own worst enemy.

RING RING, HELLO, HELLO,

Felix is a phone nut. His grandmother used to work for the phone company and Felix has such a fascination with telephones. I am surprised he didn't go to work for Ma Bell. Anyway, on Friday night he began talking about getting a new cell phone. He thinks the company is going to take away the company-owned one he is carrying and he hates the one he had before the company one. So he wanted to trade in his old phone and get a new Nokia flip phone.

OK, I said we would make a visit to the fone fairy and he could get a new one. One major problem, the fone fairy did not have the Nokia model he wanted. He settled for a Motorola flip phone. You must understand this, I hate flip phones. They are too delicate, too small, and I just hate them. He walked out of the store, not really enthused about his new Motorola; but he agreed to try it. The fone fairy gave him 30 days sto make up his mind. By 5PM on Saturday he decided he didn't like it. That was quick, only 4 hours. I was right. I knew he wouldn't like it.

He called various cell phone stores and located one about 40 miles away that had one Nokia flip phone left. It was too late to get there on Saturday. I promissed him we would find the store on Sunday and get his new phone. The store was way out in St. Louis county, in a part of the county I was not familiar with. I used Google Earth to find the store, I wrote directions to it and off we went, at 10:30 AM. Turns out that we were 40 minutes early so we sat in the box on wheels (my SUV) and waited.

When they opened at noon, Felix was the first customer through the door. He got his new Nokia flip phone and an $80.00 rebate as well. Now, since I did the driving and paid for the gasoline, lunch was on Felix. There was a day when that would have indicated a bed; but this time it indicated The Concord Grill in South St. Louis county. www.concordgrill.com/ If you have ever listened to KMOX radio (The Voice of St. Louis) in the late evening, you may be familiar with the name Jim White. The Concord Grill was Jim's favorite burger joint, too. He even has a burger named in his honor.

This is about the fourth or fifth time Felix has decided he must have the newest, the latest and greatest phone on the market, since I have known him. Oh well, he had to sign a new two year contract, so I guess he will not be doing this again for two years. At least, Felix is happy and when he is happy, I am happy.

If you ever find yourself in St. Louis and hungry for a great burger or meal, stop by The Concord Grill. You won't be sorry.