Its Christmas Time in the Shitty.........

One of those lines from the song we sang in church...I wonder if they noticed we were singing wrong...if they did, they didnt say so. Well, things could be better, but we count our blessings none the less. So here are what I am thankful for this Christmas season:

God. Enough said. If you know, if you dont you should try it...I wont preach, lest God srike me down for the irony of it all.

My wife. With out her in my life I might be dead by now, either physically or emotionaly, spiritually, mentally. A zombie waiting to be shot and put out of my misery. I wish I could make her half as happy as she makes me.

My friends. Not a whole lot of them, but the ones I do have are not too bad.

Dexter, our dog. Getting old, but still a good dog and a happy guy. He makes people smile, a noisey, wired-haired dachshund, we dress him up with a red collar that has jingle bells. Has a funny bouce to his step.

My job, though it could be much much better. I pray for the evil bosses who are obviously very unhappy and sexually frustrated. May the new year do you better.

My blogger friends. I dont write as much as I used to or should, but I do read your stuff and take wisdom from your writings. Peace and joy to you all.

Merry Christmas!!!

Poland

Its off to Poland once again this weekend, to deliver some good just in time for the Christmas holidays, this time we are dropping off bags of goodies that are going to be taken to hospitals for folks who are stuck in there sick over the Christmas season, folks who either have no family, or are just lonely. Plus, clothes and things from folks in Pa. and here...should be a good, but short trip. I will be picking up some gifts for the kids here, at work too, so I will be bringing stuff back as well. I hope for good weather with few or no staus. Everyone have a good weekend.

Why?

Why do people hate? Why do people who call themselves believers of God, Jesus, Allah, a cow, my pen, whatever hate someone or others that do not believe the exact same thing as you do? And be so damn self rightious about it, too? Like because they manage to get up on Sunday mornings and haul their sorry asses (and their ugly husbands and kids asses as well) to a church they think they are right and good, and everyone else is wrong and bad? How sick is that? I would say I hate them, but I dont. I hate what they do. Like my ex-wife. I loved her, still do. But she played the dog, and instead of taking care of her own family, her son, she ran off to fine true "love"(she failed, by the way). I wouldnt have her back if she begged me on her knees. But I dont hate her, I feel sorry for her...I guess thats how I feel for these poor haters. Very sorry for them.

Crazy people with weapons of mass destruction

No, I am not talking about the Iranians. I am referring to the latest loonie who was able to walk into a local guns-r-us and purchase a couple of lethal "cop killer" automatic weapons; in this particular case, an army major whose life didnt quite suit him, so he decided to take out some fellow soldiers. Americans still dont get it. I am not trying to draw attention away from the victims or this tragedy, but it is the same story all over again, just different circumstances, places, and victims. How many people have to die because of our obsession with guns? How many people must have their lives cut short before we realize that sensible gun control is in order? My guess is that it will never happen. You see, the founding fathers wrote the second amendment and it has to be followed, as if it were one of the commandments, written by Moses, or one of the diciples of Jesus. Never mind it was a differnt world, with far different realities. I doubt that our founding fathers had these weapons with such power be available to anyone who wished it. But, our precious rights must be protected. Thank God.

Sameness.

Nothing really changes except my shirt. Is it fate that I can never seem to get anywhere, no matter how hard I try.

Mistakes...

I have made many, many....some I take full credit for, many I share with mom and pop. Yesterday I had a conversation with someone and I was forced to own up to some of the worst things, something I would rather not do...I dont believe in going backwards when I have made such great efforts to forge ahead. But one cannot escape one's past deeds, like a having a really bad haircut on picture taking day. Just so many things I have regrets for; I wish I could articulate my feeling better to some of the folks I know here who like to drink/do drugs....just want to share with them the destructive effects of the party. It would be something I would like to do, help people avoid the kind of things I went through, just to get that nice secure feeling. Unwinding, as I justified it in my head. I know of others who just hang on killing themselves slowly, drinking away their lives. I hope and pray it will not be my fate, I love my wife, my life and my sanity. I hope you all love yourselves and your family enough to know when to stop before its too late. PEACE

Hello....

See me....hear me....touch me....feel me... one of the greatest songs ever written by one of my favorite rock bands of all time...The Who. Thats all I have right now...just my thinking about this group and this song in my head. Have a good day, all PEACE!!!