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People argue over this??

Steal a few songs and join the rock and roll hall of fame.

During my high school years I was a huge music fan. Bands like Led Zeppelin, Queen, and Black Sabbath were some of my favorites. Years later I heard rumors about Led Zep stealing material. Come to find out it was absolutely true...I mean it's one thing to record someone elses song and then give them some credit and even a little financial compensation...but to just steal the material?

Robert Plant and Jimmy Page actually put their names down as writers of these songs. They've even blocked attempts for people to use them as part of movie soundtracks.

If you are a music fan like myself you might be interested in this.....





I think this tarnishes their legacy.

Happy New Year (Unless you're Mayan)

According to the Mayans the ending is near
So mankind will panic in the shadow of fear
This being said, I want to make clear
That to all of the people whom I hold dear
If by two thousand and thirteen we're not all still here
Then I hope you'll have had a Happy partial New Year!

Death by Chili

Now normally I'm not a guy who will post a recipe, but I made some chili the other week that will rock your world if you like spicy food. When I say spicy, I MEAN spicy!

I trimmed the fat off of a two lb chuck roast and I put it in a slow cooker along with a large can of crushed tomatoes and a quarter cup of sugar. I set it on high.

I took a small can of habanero Ro*tel tomatoes and put it in a blender along with six whole habanero peppers, four large jalapeno peppers, and half of a small onion. (Do not remove the seeds from the peppers. Only take the stems off)

Once blended I added it to the crock pot.

After two hours, I changed the heat setting to low.

About four hours later I added One 15 oz. can of dark red Kidney beans, one 15oz. can of light red kidney beans, and one 15 oz. can of black beans (Drain all the beans before adding)

Next I put in enough chili seasoning for two pounds of meat.
(I use this particular chili seasoning kit. Use whatever kind you like or just use chili powder.)


After another hour I removed the meat and shredded it with just a fork. I then returned it to the crock pot, thus completing my unbelievably hot, shredded beef, ass burning fire chili!

Try it if you dare and let me know if you can eat it? LOL

What I've been up to

For the past few years people have been telling me that I should write a book...so I did. Actually I'm working on number three right now. The good news is that my second novel has been picked up by Jeanie Pantelakis, a literary agent at Sullivan Maxx Literary Agency. It's a promising step for me.

I just wanted to thank all of you for your support and encouragement over the past few years. Without your help and friendship, I don't think that I would have taken such a big step. A literary agent doesn't guarantee that I'll be published, but one can hope!

Anyway, that's why I've been so scarce around here. I haven't forgotten anyone. I still see everyone's posts in the reader each morning before I go to work. If it wasn't for you people, I would have never gotten this far...and I Sincerely mean that! See you soon!

The Facebook Dilema

Stewart Finkle sat at his keyboard, typing away on his Facebook page. Within a minute of posting his latest update, his mother had already commented on his wall.

“When are you going to come see us?” she wrote in capital letters. It had nothing to do with what his post topic was even about.

Stewart was annoyed. He knew that he should have never let his family members friend him. They were all so nosey and intrusive. He had gotten himself into a dilemma. If he removed them, then a bitter battle would ensue within the family. He tried getting rid of them once before, but they became angry and weaseled their way back in. He toyed with the idea of restricting what they could see, but that would have had the same effect. He decided that his best option was to email his sister and ask for her advice.

Twenty minutes after sending out his email, she responded, writing:

Dear Stewie,

Why in the world would you friend your family members? Are you crazy? I think it’s too late to undo the damage. You’re just going to have to live with your mistake,

Love Marie

PS: When are you coming up to see me? I miss you.

Now he was really pissed off. He wanted his sister’s advice and he ended up with another guilt trip about not visiting someone. He returned to his Facebook page and noticed that he had a new message in his inbox. Stewart opened it, and as he expected, it was from his dad. It read:

Hey son, did you forget about us or something? Maybe we can hook up soon.

“Fuck this shit!” he yelled, slamming his hand down on his leg.

He pulled up his Facebook account and he deleted everything.

“What’s his problem?” the new prison guard asked the warden, who had been showing him around the facility.

The two men were standing outside of Stewart’s cell, staring in at the old man. Eighty two year old Stewart Finkle was sitting on the edge of his cot, focused on the blank wall in front of him.

“Stewart murdered his mother and father over forty years ago,” the warden replied. “They were chopped up and buried in their back yard. His sister was the only one who survived. He’s doing life without parole. About five years ago he started to lose his mind. He imagines that there’s a computer in his cell, and that he communicates with his family through Facebook and Gmail. Every day, just about this time, he gets frustrated and pretends to delete his account. Tomorrow morning it’ll start all over again.”

“I know he’s a murderer, but you have to feel for the guy,” the guard said, shaking his head in pity.

“You need to toughen up if you’re gonna make it around here,” the warden replied.

The two men moved on and left Stewart alone. A few minutes later the old man pretended to send another Email to his sister.

In Tacoma Washington, seventy nine year old, Marie Finkle Stein stared through her thick glasses at the computer screen. As expected, an email popped into her in box. It read:

Thanks for your help Marie. I’m sure that we’ll see each other someday soon,

Love Stewie.

Analyzing a few sayings

Let's analyze some stupid statements:

Money can't buy you happiness -

No, it can just buy you everything you need to make you happy.

You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar-

Does anyone actively hunt for flies? I mean I kill them if they show up, but I don't make a sport of it.

His bark is worse than his bite -

If something actually bit me, I'm pretty sure it would be the worse of the two choices.

Beggars can't be choosers-

Tell that to the politicians! They beg for your money and votes and then decide how you can spend the rest.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush-

Unless it's a live vulture

Curiosity killed the cat -

What's the big deal...it's got nine lives anyway.

different strokes for different folks -

sounds like a bad day at the nursing home.

Do unto others as you would have others do unto you -

This gives me license to rude, obnoxious and ignorant.

Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy. wealthy, and wise-

it makes me tired, sore, and grumpy!

Every cloud has a silver lining-

it's called lightning.

Your eyes are bigger than your stomach-

I'm an Italian guy from Jersey, who are you kidding?

Okay, I know you're getting tired of this, so two more..............

The pen is mightier than the sword -

I've never seen two Ninjas go at it with a bic before.

There's more than one way to skin a cat-

I saw this on a menu right before I ordered my General Tso's Chicken.

The Life I Chose

Aching muscles and frozen toes,
I can't complain, it's the life I chose.

Sometimes witty, often a fool,
I picked hard knocks to be my school.

To old to change, that's probably true,
bills to pay, some over due.

If I could, I would post-haste,
A mind's a terrible thing to waste.

A man can dream, what's the harm,
at least until the clock's alarm.

Get up early, work in the mud,
Come home at night full of crud.

Eyes are heavy, no time to write,
Why must life be such a fight?

I shouldn't complain, that is true,
I have a job that gets me through.

But it's still tough, as everyone knows.
To have regrets of the lives we chose.