I am a man.

Eze 28:9 Wilt thou yet say before him that slayeth thee, I am God? but thou shalt be a man, and no God, in the hand of him that slayeth thee.

Though I shine bright yet I am a man and though men say that the devil is of light it yet just guile.

Have you ever wondered

This is for the spiritual hearted. If God sees fit to cause you to fall in love with him from then if you have a wonderance about anything, God the Father WILL tell you and he withholds nothing from you Ever. All you have to do is wait for the Answer trusting that when it is right for the timing of God's plan and His kingdom and for His sake. Not yours or mine or the worlds. But I guarantee you he will answer.

If you want anything he will give it to you with-holding nothing. Ask Lucifer on that one.

On the side..... Lucifer is not Satin. God did change Satan's appearance from a serpent with legs to a worm that eats dirt. Lucifer is a being of light that walks upright and let them(?) dirty him up a little, Satan just crawls around on his belly(used to walk on four legs).


Zec 3:3 Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments, and stood before the angel.
Zec 3:4 And he answered and spoke unto those that stood before him, saying, Take away the filthy garments from him. And unto him he said, Behold, I have caused thine iniquity to pass from thee, and I will clothe thee with change of raiment.

Be satisfied with this for to be anything else is to stumble.

I know, been there Dumb that.

Ohhh how can I look at this and know I shouldn't.

I just had to succumb to my curiosity which is what I get. From Samantha Burns to ihumpthings to tears in my eyes over my stupidity.

Who was Kin Takahashi?

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Whoa did that little generator below just pick a name at random?
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Kin Takahashi came to Maryville College in 1888 after having spent two years in a Hopkins Academy in Massachusetts. At the end of his second year in the States, Kin, whose parents were Shintoist and Buddhist, converted to Christianity. At hearing of his conversion, Kin's parents cut off all financial support. Through another Hopkins student, Kin learned of Maryville College and the College's commitment to aid financially-strapped young students who wanted a college education. In Kin Takahashi's short time as an undergraduate, he started the first football team, organized self-help projects for financially strapped students and, most notably, spearheaded the building of Bartlett Hall.

I Have the POWER!!!!

Ok I know that there is a prob with the grid because of Hurricane Katrina but keep it dialed to 242v because 248 is going to start blowing low voltage transformers and then people are going to be with out heat and air.

I already have 2 out because of the voltage.

The reason Pro Abortionists keep loosing

You cannot abort 1/3 of all babies conceived and expect for your ideals to survive. It is simple math. What would 20 million more registered voters born of the liberal left have done for Al Gore and John Kerry ? They lost the elections not because of their stand on abortion but because Roe v Wade killed their future supporters.

I believe all of those unborn innocents went to Heaven.

For the Demon-Crats just more proof that you-all are gonna go extinct.

Some part of me wants to laugh but the rest of me thinks that it would at best be hollow and crass, and even for me the thought is just to horrifying. Funny how I always say that in the end the crazy ideas that are twisted into truth by people who think and not know the truth are always lost in this survival of the fittest era.

Ten reasons why I cannot be a politician

1. I flashed the girls track team at regionals in high school. (I never did figure out why they ran towards me)

2. I am honest.

3. I do not believe in compromise.

4. I look like Richard Nixon with blond hair especial the nose.

5. I act like a nut so no one will want to ask me to run for office. ( This one didn't work they asked me twice)(Oh I get it you have to be nuts to run for office---my bad)

6. I did not finish college and I would have to lie about it. (this conflicts with my need to be honest)

7. I might say things like "if you don't stop pesterin our country I am gonna stick my size 11 shoes so far up your a-- you'll be eatin rubber for a month."(wait a minute didn't Ronald Reagan say "go ahead make my day???)

8. I would suggest every American buy a gun.

9. No one would ever be able to figure out why I want equal pay for equal work but still think woman should stay at home but if they want to work it is fine with me. (holy crap that is how the politicians talk)

10. Good God I have to run for office(no way)

Here are a few books to read

100 People Who Are Screwing Up America by Bernard Goldberg
Men In Black: How the Supreme Court Is Destroying America by Mark R. Levin
Liberwocky: What Liberals Say and What They Really Mean by Victor Gold
How to Talk to a Liberal (If You Must): The World According to Ann Coulter by Ann Coulter
The Politically Incorrect Guide to Islam (And the Crusades) by Robert Spencer
The Politically Incorrect Guide to American History by Thomas E. Woods Jr.

Omni

I am sorry that I have not responded to your comment but my comments link is sporadic and at times impossible for me to access. A problem I find frustrating. Sorry. I will keep trying to answer as soon as I get in there.

Interesting Poem

From a visitor to my site. For the rest of it go to that link.

We could have gone all the way to the Great Wall of China
If you'd only had a little more faith in me
In lieu of diamonds, gold and platinum reminders will still shine bright
All the king's men and all the king's horses
Can't put you together the way you used to be
We could have been standing on the Great Wall of China

My mom said to me one day as she was about to whip me,"This hurts me more than it hurts you"

One day I wise cracked "Sure it does." Of course that didn't make the whippin any lighter and in fact it just enraged her. But today I am grateful for the whippins and believe it or not I really don't remember them.

Related to this and to all the driving and cracking the whip, and urging, cajoling, and pleading that I do with people to press on to newer and greater heights. I want you to know that it hurts me more than it hurts you.

But the rewards are worth it as I see improvement and positive change which leads to the next entry in my site. Not that I am not glad for the lessons that are portrayed but that someone else recognized the patern of righteousness and can tell others.

Stuff that brings tears of Joy to my eyes

An E-mail that my wife sent to me which she recieved from her sis.

Subject:
Date:
Fri, 16 Sep 2005 08:49:48 -0400

Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor
gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student
and had breezed through the questions until I read
the last one:
"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the
cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?
I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if
the last question would count toward our quiz grade.
"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers,
you will meet many people. All are significant. They
deserve your attention and care, even if all you do
is smile and say "hello."
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her
name was Dorothy.

2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain
One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American
woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway
trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had
broken down and she desperately needed a ride.
Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally
unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man
took her to safety, helped her get assistance, and
put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his
address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a
knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a
giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A
special note was attached..
It read:
"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway
the other night. The rain drenched not only my
clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
husband's bedside just before he passed away... God
bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving
others."
Sincerely,
Mrs. Nat King Cole.

3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those
who serve.
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in
front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
studied the coins in it.
"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the
waitress was growing impatient.
"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins.
"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice
cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress
came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the
table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,
were two nickels and five pennies..
You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had
to have enough left to leave her a tip.

4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a
roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if
anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the
king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by
and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the
King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of
vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the
peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the
stone to the side of the road. After much pushing
and straining, he finally succeeded. After the
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed
a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the
person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve
our condition.

5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who
was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness. The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister.
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will
save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in
bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,
seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his
face grew pale and his smile faded.
He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her.
"Work like you
don't need the money, love like you've never been
hurt, and dance like you do when nobody's watching."
NOW more than ever - Peace...Pass It On.....
Thank you,
Cyndee Fortune
Kanes Communication Systems, Inc.
30 Mill lane
Salem, Va 24153
540-389-4225
cyndee@kanes.com

"Centuries from now it will not matter about the house we lived in or how
much money we made in a lifetime but the world may be better because we helped some of God's little animals on this earth during our life span."

The customer is nuts

Do you know why we call a service man to our house? Certainly not because we know how to fix what we want fixed, but because we don't know how to fix what we want fixed. I hate it when a customer starts to grill me about a job I am doing for them; often long before I am finished. What do they think-that when I stop and answer their questions that the clock stops. No! It doesn't. I do like telling them that I answer questions and it is gonna cost them a buck a minute whether I am working on their equipment or talking to them. Which would they prefer.

That by the way Steve is why I clamed that my name in Japanese is really Ahhh-so and not what a previous entry of mine said.

I don't tend to blame them too much after all most of them are spoiled by the Air-conditioning and now are HOT. Crazy HOT. To which I say have patience because they have just gotten the most persistent and conscientious HVAC tech in this whole region. In fact that may be my main problem. I will try to fix some stuff that should be junked.

Most HOT customers though are pretty well burnt by the time I get there and for some reason don't seem to understand that if they would save the questions until I write the bill that they would get cooooler faster. But NOOO. They have to ask me:

Have you found the problem yet? (said with a nasally wine)

What is wrong with It? (It is broke I tell them)

Do you know what your doing?(which I try from then on to make them feel like I may not just to see them turn blue with fear)
How long have you been doing this job?(oh-only since last week, I tell them)

How much is it going to cost?(I will tell the next customer that asks that one I have a surgeon on standby for when I finish the work to amputate whatever appendage I deem necessary for payment.)

How come it stopped working. (to which I love to say "Oh I don't know, Stuff breaks, gets old, and wears out, people abuse things or it was an act of God".)

I know I know I shouldn't be so customer friendly and honest but you know how I feel about lieing. Beside I have always felt that the customer deserves the absolute truth about what I am doing and how I feel about their equipment, after all it is their stuff I am working on. Now if I could just find a way to tell them how I feel about them without making them mad.

For instance one day when a particularly interested customer who insisted that he worked on electronics in airplanes and persisted in trying to tell me how to fix a furnace to which I finally told him to go sit down in the living room I wasn't building an airplane here just wiring up a air handler. The guy freaked and I just don't know why?

How about the time I kept getting called back to the house where a wife with a husband that had alzhiemers kept trying to blame us for her A/C problems until one day I discovered that the husband was going up to the T-stat and shortcycling the unit until it would quit. He had blown up the gas furnace(luckily it was a package unit and the explosion occurred outside). Oh, but no, it was our fault. God...Does that woman know that her life is in jeopardy? NOooo. Can't tell her that either,I tried....... she freaked.

How about the time that I practically saved a woman's life. This is an interesting one. She calls up and says, "if my carbon monoxide detector is going off does that mean my furnace is bad?" I asked,"How do you feel, do you have a headache and feel nauseous?" To which she replied,"Yes I do". I said "Turn off your furnace and go outside immediately and I will come right over". You know when I got there that she was still in the house and still running that furnace. God. Help me have patience with these people. She is a freaking nurse at the hospital. She should have known the symptoms. I checked her furnace and woah. The heat ex-changer was broke and pumping enough carbon monoxide into her house to supply a Nazi concentration camp. I shut it down and then disable it and made her go outside and get some fresh air. Just the couple of minutes I spent in her house made me woosy. She must have been an carbon monoxide breathing alien to still be conscious.

C-mon people if you knew how to fix your stuff you would have done it yourself and not called my company. Get with the program. I know their are schiesters and just plain old morons for technicians out there but are you people so jaded that you can't tell when a sincere technician has showed up to do the work or is their just no hope for America?

The Darwinian Path

And where it leads.

To survival of the fittest, and if you are watching the news it appears that people are taking this to heart by robbing, raping, and killing. Hmmmm looks like survival of the fittest mentality showing it's a--. Oh there is that word again.

Darwinian ideals=Survival of the fittest.

Are you people sure you want to go down that Path?

My name in Japanese. Huh?

Your Japanese Name Is...

Kin Takahashi

What's" your Japanese Name?

What do we do about kids being teased?

Omni asks this question, is there any good advice that a parent can give a child that will end school yard bullying.

Being the brunt of bullying in my child hood and having asked for some advice from my mom (believe or not) She gave me some advice that worked.

One, get strong and tough and learn how to fight.

Two, don't take any crap from the bullies.

Three, get in the first lick and make it a good one.

Four, then proceed to beat them so bad that they don't walk but run away from you.

Five, be so nice that the bullies get confused and then don't know what to do.

Six, preach the gospel of Jesus from this position of strength (that will definitely confuse them).

Seven, always deny that you want to fight them but leave them them suspecting secretly that you would like to stain the floors with their blood.

Eight, When an appropriate moment arrives do something that makes them think that you are totally whacked and unpredictable which scares the hell out of a manipulative and controlling bully.

Actually...............My moms advice was to laugh with them and I learned to make jokes about myself so the dudes wouldn't have to. But I did all the rest of those things. I was nice but ready to drop anyone in a second. Also I fought the toughest kid in the class, more than held my own and even had the second toughest guy tell me I would have won if I would have kept on fighting. I wonder if he knew he just told me I was really the toughest kid in the class. All I needed to show him was that if it was really serious I would kick his a--. I just kept being nice.

I didn't initially have those strengths or traits but I developed them with hard work and a goal of earning some quiet respect.

. It also helps that I have world class reflexes.

I gave some of this advice to my son and taught him to fight. He never lost. But was well liked by most of the class. I am proud of him. I did tell him by the age of 17 that it was time to learn to talk his way out, but by then it ended up being more like, " If you hit my sister again I am gonna shove my size 12 foot up your a-- so far you will be chewing rubber for a week". Good enough.........the young tough got the message.

Besides by then he was benching over 300 and squatting about 550.

His most recent escapade came about in some freeway rage in which the boy came to the rescue of a friend of his by taking on a guy that was a bit bigger. When he got to the reception he was "all smiles", says my daughter. I wonder who won? Well to hear my son talk about it he got the dudes shirt over his head(like in hockey)and thumped him around enough so he could get back in the car and scoot. I guess gettin bagged was enough for the guy cause he didn't give chase.

I am soooo proud.

I taught my daughter a few moves too, like how to make a fist, and to hit straight. Well a girl decided to pick one with her one night and wouldn't let up(I guess thinking she was going to get into a cat fight). Neeeeey says papa. I taught her well. When the crazy bopper grabbed my babies hair it went from cat to street. My youngest proceeded to pummel the offender of hair roots about the face and body and then returned the yankin favor by grabbing the other girls hair one hand on each side of the head for leverage and using the stringy hand holds to pull the girls head into a harsh meeting with my daughters right knee several times until the crowd pulled them apart. That's my girl. I understand no amount of makeup covered miss kitties bruised up face.

I am just overflowing with glee. I raised them right.

Be nice but be ready to waste em at a drop.

Same thing I taught my brother Al. Be so nice that the bullies are not in the right and be so ready that it isn't mad (mutually assured destruction)it is just plain mad.

I think if you ever met any of those three you would be very impressed at how nice and sweet they are, but you mess with them and they will rip you apart and feel no sorrow over it.

And I will be tickled all over.

I suppose that people would argue that in today's street smart world where it is dangerous that this is not relevent advice any more, but there are a few things that I understand about the street that they haven't thought of. That is that the street still likes nice; it tries to take advantage of nice, but it still likes nice, and the street still understands being in the right. The combination makes for respect. The strength and martial knowledge is just for the truly idiotic fools to unwise to make it in the wild and probably need to sniffle blood through a broke nose while trying to figure out how come when they talk it comes out like "mff mff nssh mfl" because their broken jaw suddenly isn't working any more.

By the way if this is a Darwinian world, that would make this survival of the fittest advice. Are you people sure you want to go down that path?

The pledge of allegiance

I have never made a direct prophecy in my web site mainly because I have never been led to do so. That is about to change.

Another federal court decision in California;which of course will opposed all the way to the Supreme Court, to ban the citing of the pledge in schools because it mentions God.

Does this nations leaders not get it yet or what? How about another natural calamity of massive and unprecedented size? Shall I put a dollar figure on it?. Would that impress it upon everyone the absolute necessity of not removing God from our everyday public lives? How about in human toll? Would one even larger and more horrific than Katrina do?

You know we are very good at rescuing people. Would we be able to rescue them this time or would we be forced to stand by the wayside and watch helplessly as people screamed for help?

I am getting ashes in my eyes. Why?

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Who wrote the presidents speach?

"A cruel and wasteful storm"!!??

Hundreds of thousands of people are homeless by a cruel and destructive storm. Fate.

A desperate fate in which I am encouraged by the vigor in which normal Americans have risen up to the care and aid of our fellow citizens in New Orleans. Fate.

Mickey's eulogy

For two years now we have been taking care of a little chihuahua named Mickey that we took in when he was 17.

Little Mickey used to live with an old man as his companion until the man passed away leaving Mick to his son. Because Mickey was blind and had some other medical concerns the son who was no spring chicken himself decided he could not take care of him and decided to send him to the pound. A young lady there who also worked at a dog sitter took some pitty on the old dog and brought him to Touch of Home Pet Resort. They kept him up front right along with our pet Jasmine a 110 pound German Shepard/hound mix. Well as it could be had little Mickey started following Jas around and sleeping next to her and of course my wife Karen thought it was cute. My wife brought him home where for the first year he proved to be a fun loving pesky little you know what, but he fit right in. He was a stinky, loud yappin, toe nippin, scrap eatin, Jasmine pesterin, loyal friend.

Over the last year of course as health failing, more and more we realized he didn't have much time left until finally Karen knew that we couldn't bear to watch him any more and made a visit to the vet.

Mickey was 19.

We buried Mick next to another neighbors dog in his back yard in a hand made coffin.

And with this verse I commemorate Mickeys life.


Isa 65:25 The wolf and the lamb shall feed together, and the lion shall eat straw like the bullock: and dust shall be the serpent's meat. They shall not hurt nor destroy in all my holy mountain, saith the LORD.

So long Mickey and thanks.

Omni

This is for omni. A Shweetie baby whom deserves a-nother linker just because.

Sorry about the slow down in blogging as I have been busier than a one legged man in a soccer game.

I know what the original quip is but I refuse to say than a one legged man in an a-- kicking contest mainly because I have to keep the expletives at bay when I am out there with the general public. As My brother knows there was a time when a sentence of mine was definitely not complete without an obligatory 4-letter word.

Funny how some stuff just plain old backfires on people

I have to thank the poor crybabies who decided to flag my spot as a site with an objectionable material label. I get more hits from the curious passer bys of random searches then I do from people looking for specific materials. And for that comes the ever irritating to them, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Automatic Language translators Cool

This is very inkteresting. I just clicked on one of the links in my web site tracker and wup Deutch and suddenley I was reading my site or not reading my site. Any way check this out.

Diese Seite wurde mit der automatischen Übersetzung aus Englisch übersetzt.Siehe originale Webseite

Makropolitische Nationalökonomie Ço 3:18 Geo ließ keinen Mann sich betrügen. Wenn ließ jeder möglicher Mann unter Ihnen das seemeth zum Sein klug in dieser Welt, ihn ein Dummkopf werden, daß er klug sein kann. "es gibt zwei freedoms: das falsche, wo ein Mann frei ist, zu tun, was er mag; und das zutreffende, wo ein Mann frei ist, zu tun, was er soll.", -- Charles Kingsley

Ok Brown is gone now it is time for Lousiana to dump Blanco. She's killed way to many with This dumb, stupid, idiotic descision. Thanks to Samantha Burns for the link

For days now, Major Garrett of Fox News has been reporting that it was the STATE OF LOUISIANA that refused to allow food and water from the Red Cross THAT WAS READY TO BE DELIVERED IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE HURRICANES PASSAGE to the throngs who congregated there to await evactuation.

If you didn't already know

I was looking for information on the dike systems in the Netherlands when I ran across this little cutie you might mbe interested in Al.
from Wikipedia

Urk is a municipality and a town in the Flevoland province in the central Netherlands.