Lets see.... I'm a 30 something sarcastic deviant wholly and completely in love with his saucy lil bride. We have a beautiful little girl named Noella... Etc. Etc. The intention of this blog is to expose the innerwebs to these scrambled Gemini thoughts rattling around my slightly cracked nut. Those being said, expect a lot of crude innuendo laden humour, a smattering of random trash talk liberally salted with bad attitude and a bucket list of bullshit I may or may not start/finish.
Tuesday, 26 July 2011
Mad rants of a Cunninglinguist: Death of an Empire
Mad rants of a Cunninglinguist: Death of an Empire: "It never ceases to amaze me how ignorant Americans are when it comes to the actions of their political parties. The Republicans are responsi..."
Death of an Empire
It never ceases to amaze me how ignorant Americans are when it comes to the actions of their political parties. The Republicans are responsible for the market crash of 08(Thanks to Bush's deregulations, which made possible the Subprime loans & credit default swaps) and the continuing spiral into disaster in which it's currently caught in.
Take a good long look at the Debt number per US President to get an idea of who's done what to the US economy This will take a bit of actual research on your part to confirm, but it’ll be worth it as it’ll give you facts to base an opinion on instead of blindly regurgitating someone else’s.
The Democrats:
~ Obama is the only Democrat to run a deficit since WWII. (This is understandable considering that the American economy was left in a complete shambles when he took office.)
~ Democrats are responsible for decreasing the US debt by a total of 66.7% (including Obama's numbers)
~ Major Wars (No CIA/black ops aggression included:
1950–53 – Korean War (Truman, Democrat)
2011 –Current – Libya. (Obama. Democrat)
The Republicans:
~ Truman (Roosevelt outgoing) & Nixon are the only Republicans who made a difference to the US debt’s.
~ The Republicans are responsible for a 42.4% increase to the US debt (The outgoing Bush was responsible for 27.8%(increase of 66%) all on his own.)
~ Major Wars (No CIA/black ops aggression included):
1959–75 – Vietnam War. (Eisenhower, Republican)
1991 –Current – Persian Gulf War. ( George Bush Sr. Republican)
2001 – Current – Afghanistan. (George Bush Jr. Republican)
2003 – Current- Iraq. (George Bush Jr. Republican)
My Conclusion:
Every Republican bases their vote on two things while seemingly ignoring what I’ve outlined. Gun Registration & Anti abortion. As long as the republicans leave those two items off of agenda, they have a legion of people to use as they see fit. The real tea party is the one going on at the expense of the American taxpayers to fund 3 ongoing wars as well as fill the coffers of corporations/lobbyists that support the Republican Party. The sooner people wake from the Terrorist fog used to manipulate them into a society based on fear, the sooner they can get angry about the liberties stolen and retake political destiny.
Friday, 22 July 2011
Relationships
So, the pops has moved back to the big cow town in order to be closer to his new granddaughter. We’ve never had the closest of relationships, or been the best of friends. As with many Father/son relationships, there was a whole lot of head butting, fist fights (taught me how to take a punch and grin afterwords, annoyed him, and others, to no end) and disagreements that came between the two of us. Truth be told I think I may have run into him only once or twice throughout my 20’s and into my 30’s.
I moved out before I graduated H.S., moved back temporarily during a rock bottom burnout at 19 which lasted all of a few months. The few times I ran into him I could see the regret/sadness in his eyes and, truth be told, didn’t give a shit. I was angry and determined to do whatever I needed to in order to be his complete opposite. It wasn’t until recently that I really started to think about the things he, as a single father, went through to raise the three of us.
The mother was a bit of a tramp and managed, after years of questionable success, to get her knickers dropped and dutifully knocked up. Ok so it takes two, and as my East Indian Convenience clerk enthusiastically says, “can’t fuck for free”. 9 months later the little mistake is dropped from box and both rents are miserable. Two more bandages to repair the original mistake and the mother is diagnosed with a disease she thinks is the end of the world. Fast forward a year and a half and she fly’s the coop leaving the old man with three brats and debt up to the eyebrows. Moral: Don’t marry Hungarian. Too fucking high maintenance.
Here’s where the respect for the old man comes in. He raised three kids all alone. No wife. No alimony. No family. Nothing. He worked 13 plus hours once we were all in day care. He did this no questions asked (Although there were HEAPS of guilt and other shit we dealt with, but that’s all water under the bridge now). Sure, he slipped, he missed things, he was too strict, he swung first asked questions later, but in the end, he raised 3 pretty sane kids. I won’t speak for what my sisters went through, but I know we all had our difficulties with the old man. They have both since made up, and now it’s high time the eldest did the same.
So, since he’s going to be in my little girls’ life, I‘ve been given an opportunity to mend past mistakes and ill feelings. We have little in common other than a love of things mechanical. I plan on buying a 48-54 Chevy/Ford pick-up for us to strip and re-build together. I have always wanted one of these trucks, he’s always picking up old(er) cars to tinker with, so I’m hoping this can bring us together. Only time will tell, but, the way I see it, it’s the very least I could do for someone who put everything aside in order to raise us.
Wish us luck!
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
How was the Trip? Thanks for the Gift
I: "When is it Ok to go into someone's office & drop Bombs to rival a summer thunderstorm?"
J:"Bomb?"
I:"Ass. Loud, Blasting Arse!"
J:"It's always Ok"
I:"I have a leather chair that is NEVER going to be the same."
I:"It's always OK, I missed that internal"
J:"LOL"
J:"Wtfffff"
I:"Seriously. Sick. I keep this uninterested look on my face for that exact reason. Everyone should know to to keep ring firmly sealed when in my office for fear of foot removing door #2's virginity."
I:"The kicker: Female."
J:"Someone shit all over your air space??"
I:"YES. She leaned forward to show me a line on a piece of paper and tore out a thunderclap that knocked on my door."
J:"Was she embarrassed?"
I:"Who cares. I was assaulted! She is still of the age where she should have control of her rings"
J:"Lol"
I:"I don't want to look at the chair for fear of finding a smoldering mess. Either she ate her faux Jean Paul G Bag or she's burned a hole in my chair."
J:"Two words. Lysol wipes."
I:"SICK! I do have some alcohol ones in the first aid kit. Do you think this constitutes an emergency? I have to sign those fuckers out? How about the burn kit? It may have given me a tan?"
J:"Keep the tan. Yes. This is an emergency."
I:" Thanks Dr.I'm going to need you to write me a scrip and a Dr's note."
Thursday, 14 July 2011
News
Today the beautiful bride and my wee angel took to the air for the little ones first plane trip. 2 weeks of blissful silence, hour long naps, two day parties with an option of a possible bender to make Lindsay Lohan blush.( Has she ever?). The two took off around 6:30 this morning and should be currently hovering around Huston. The baby is pretty laid back and I can only hope that her MO holds during the take-off/landings or else the bride is going to need a few doubles of her own to get her through the final flight into Tamps.
I got a few gifts for the triumphal return of my girls, my way of kissing a little ass for my (undeserved) freedom, hopefully it’ll get me good behavior points if the flights turn into wailing, tantrum filled nightmares. Or even better yet, brownie points after a successful visit with family. Not going to hold my breath for the latter as every trip back home is a Jerry Springer episode. Brother in/out of prison, comatose sister, raging gun toting heart attack stress case of a step father & a demure enabling mother. Did I give a reason as to why I’m not flying today?
For the wee lass I picked up a little pink dress (This may actually be for the beautiful bride as everything I’ve picked up is either black, covered in little skulls or combinations of the two) with a matching brimmed hat(with a little skull bow), mini Mary Jane’s and tiny leggings to keep her from freezing her arse off up here in the great white north. Yup, now that I type this out I know it’s for the bride, Mommy loves dressing this little girl up like a princess, it’s supposed to be my job to help the little girl, and future boyfriend/husband(Singular, as all of the others will disappear.), from being too high maintenance.
For the bride I have made a reservation at a spa for a three hour buff, wax, pluck, paint and massage an hour out of the city. This should give her a much needed rest with nothing to think about other then the possibility of a happy ending with the pretty little girl running her hot little fingers all over the brides body. If the happy ending falls through I have a backup plan involving a brand new spreader bar, ball gag and her favourite toys. Either way, this is going to be one very satisfied kitten.
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