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Robo-log: Wednesday 8-24-11

So, here I am with a pulled or torn Achilles tendon, lying in bed with an ice pack under the heel. Yea, I know, I should get it examined to be sure no other damage has occurred. Maybe I’ll go tomorrow, if it doesn’t improve today.

But, that’s not the reason for this post. This post is about the next election and how the TEA Party is being vilified by the media. I know, you’re saying to your monitor right now “bot, you don’t watch the liberal media, how could you know they are painting the TEA Party as wanting to take away grandma’s Social Security payments and Medicare?” Well, I’ll tell you; because a close family member watches the MSM and soaks up every helpful, hateful word. He then decides to share that information with me in the form of useful tidbits of knowledge sprinkled into our casual conversations.

“How did you hurt your foot?” He asks.

“I have no idea. I woke up, got out of bed Sunday morning and as soon as I hit the floor it started barking at me. By the time I went to bed yesterday evening, I couldn’t put any weight on it at all without excruciating pain.”  I replied. “Last night, I was hopping around the house on my one good foot. I figure that was an accident waiting to happen.”

‘Have you made a doctor’s appointment?”

“Not yet, I figured I’d better get some crutches before I tried to go anywhere.”

“Well, here they are. I hurt my leg a while back and the boss on the job told the company I hurt it at work so the government would pay for them.”

“Thanks, I appreciate the loan. They’re going to be a big help. How have you and the Missus been getting along since you both retired?” I asked.

“Doing good, trying to survive on our Social Security and pensions. That’s all going away if the TEA Party gets their way.” He added, helpfully.

Nice. He’s furnishing me with a means of locomotion and now, armed with the knowledge of their illicit procurement, I feel mildly guilty for using them. Adding to the ironic, hypocritical, monologue he takes the opportunity to share the latest MSM talking points: The ludicrous idea that the TEA Party want to take away his Social Security payments. I just looked at him, knowing better than to engage. No point in arguing with a liberal, much less a family member who’s trying to help me out in a bad situation. Besides, I know he’s trying to goad me into an argument and I’m in no mood to play. He is, unfortunately, just another blind, lemming Democrat. (Was that redundant?)

I share this story not to complain of a strained tendon, or of a semi-strained family relationship. I tell you this story to let you know what kind of mindset we are up against. It’s a mindset born of Generational Training. It’s a thought process devoid of thought, that still believes every drooling word from mongrel lap dogs like Chris Mathews or Maxine Waters or from Obama himself. They are the true mind-numbed robots, all too willing to believe the lies and exaggerations, regurgitated and beak-fed to them, the liberal Children of Government, unable, in their minds, to fend for themselves and utterly convinced the TEA Party wants your aged parents or grandmother homeless, without health care and barely subsisting on a diet of Alpo and crackers.

BALDERDASH!

The TEA Party is about less government, namely, less Federal Government in our lives. We don’t want to take your Social Security. The government already stole it from you without your permission or consent and, unreported by the likes of the MSM, we think you deserve to get it back, as promised. Nor do we think the poor, or disadvantaged should be forgotten. We just disagree in principle on the definitions of poor and disadvantaged. We don’t believe people on food stamps and welfare should be driving around in cars more expensive than the citizens’ that paid for them or living in houses furnished with big screen televisions and broad band internet. Those are luxury items and should be reserved for the people WHO WORK FOR THEM!

My relative has yet to realize his party left him long ago.

The TEA Party is the working class!

The TEA Party is Middle America, trying to salvage what is left of our country before it is torn apart from the inside by a wanna-be two-bit dictator and his commie cohorts.

We’re tired of politicians buying votes with our stolen money in the name of some fictitious war on poverty while they do nothing more than increase the entitlement mentality and lining their pockets with the excess.

We also think that countless illegal immigrants should not have their hands in that cookie jar either, a jar they only take from and have never contributed to.

We are tired of bailouts and corporate takeovers, of crony capitalism, of commies in congress and socialistic presidents and class warfare and of being told to shut up.

I will never shut up. You can pry this keyboard from my cold dead fingers because even though some of those zombie liberals know not what they do, they need the opportunity to learn.

Now, where’s the ice –

and the Jim Beam?

Why the Beam, you ask?

Well, aside from the obvious need for pain killing, medicinal purposes, today, 8/25/11, marks the second year anniversary of Robo-blogging. ~ Cheers!

…makes for a dull robot.

So, I’ve been playing some music and working in the studio a bit more lately.

Yesterday the family celebrated my father’s birthday. The old codger turns 70 years young today and we did it up Cajun style with some crawfish and all the fixin’s.

Lighting the fires…

Purged and ready for their last swim…

Say hello to my little friend.

Yuuuum!

Hope you’re all having a great weekend. I’ll be back blogging in a few days. Sooner if I get a wild hair.

Whaddup my blogging buddies and all you lurkers out there?

Yea, I’m talking to you ‘OBammy. I know you hired a Big Brother to keep an eye on me. That’s OK, I’ve put him to work. See, last week we installed a new monitor at the studio for a stereoscopic effect. In 3D, even.

Dual monitors rule.

After tweaking the settings a bit, I’m ready for the session this weekend.

That was last week.

This past weekend, a good number of the family and I made the 3 1/2 hour (1 way) trek over the river and through the woods to Grandpa’s house for his 83rd birthday. Yours truly was the dedicated driver that day. Tuckered out was I, but not too much the next day to continue preparations for the zombie apocalypse.

Enter the Robo-Gardening mini adventure.

This was taken yesterday evening after completing the plot and framing. I was going to stand the timbers up for about 3 feet to mount a screen for a dog barrier but then I thought, why not use the entire thing as a column and put in some runners to try out some upside down tomatoes? I’ll let you know how that comes out.

Got some good soil in the plot today and will be planting in about 3 weeks to a month. I may start the UD tomatoes as soon as the nurseries put them out. We’ll see.

That’s what’s up in my little world. I’m hoping to get some *cough* real *cough* blogging done later in the week. You know how it is,  sometimes one has to put personal bidness before blogging pleasure.

Check you later in the week.

Cheers!

‘Bot

…to the Robot’s garage.

The old bearded gentleman brought me  new K & N Typhoon cold air intake kit (the blue tubes and the box with the shiny carbon fiber top for the uninitiated). A friend and I installed it Wednesday evening. More him than me, actually. It’s good to know someone who owns a garage with a lift. – Yes, we had to get under the car to install the intake behind the grill.

Needless to say, I’m excited to have 7 – 8 more horses under the hood. I can already tell the difference in the response time and you can hear the carbon fiber top slam against the intake box if you romp on it. Those horses want some air NOW! I’d heard that sound before, and just didn’t know what it was.

Don’t get me wrong here, I’m no tuner geek by any stretch of imagination. In fact, this is the only modification I’ve done to this car. I’ve even still got the stock radio/CD changer. So, no chips in my future.

Hell, most of the stuff I’ve bought over the last couple of months has been food stuffs and survival gear. Gotta give in to the boyish side every now and then.

Now I’m off for a spin. ~ L8R

PS. Can anyone guess the make/model of the car? Super bonus points for year.

…I have the utmost admiration for those with the tenacity to run a small business. Especially dealing with the government red tape and all the unforeseen snags that pop up demanding immediate attention or resolution.

Just wanted to say, my hat’s off to ya.

Salute!

Addendum: In case you didn’t get the inference, I’m having some issues with the store, so It’s down until the issue is resolved. If you would like a tee, just send me an email at robot[at]mindnumbedrobot[dot]com and we’ll make arrangements. ~’bot

UPDATE: The Robo-Shoppe is back open.

Ecwid came through like troopers and fixed the issue.

I’ve been at a loss lately for some topic for an essay. Maybe not so much at a loss as much as experiencing a bit of burn out. Here’s a stream-of-consciousness piece I wrote trying to break the blockage:

Writer’s block party!

Everyone is invited, of course. I’ll let you guys start the conversation since lately I’m kind of at a loss with what to discuss.

Well, since you ask; the way I see it, you can only say Obama sucks in so many ways. Besides, if you haven’t chosen a side by now, in this political climate, you are purposefully ignoring the gravity of the situation here in America. And if you are still on the leftist side, there’s nothing I can say to you that will change your mind. Lefties are a lost cause as far as I’m concerned. The evidence is there. Ample evidence. You lefties just choose to ignore it or worse, actually want to tear this country apart at the seams, which, in either case makes you an enemy of freedom and a traitor to this country. Aiding and abetting the destruction of my country  is not something I take lightly.

I recon I’m going to lose a few friends in the near future but lines have been drawn long ago that must be beaten back. We can quibble all day long about libertarian versus conservative. Hell, even old school liberal versus republican, but when push comes to shove, if a person today sides with the Democraps, they are an enemy of the Constitution and by inference, the people of this country.

Come November 3rd, we will have a new kind of country, one in which a goodly number of people have awakened. The new electorate will have yet to be sworn in and I wonder on the rashness and brashness of the existing aristocracy and how much damage they have yet to do. Once, I made an Automotivator that stated making Obama and his congress a lame duck  would be the best that could happen. I have to retract that statement in this case. Pelosi, Reid, Obama, Greyson and their ilk have proven time and again they have no shame and will stop at nothing to wrest control of the country from the people. I worry that they will, after a sweeping Conservative victory this November, get vindictive over their coming loss of power and push through more destruction of our Constitution. Worse yet, is the possibility of stolen elections. I don’t hear much of that in the sources I keep up with but I put nothing past these criminals.

Yep, we’ve got a lot of work to do. We really have yet to get started. It’s like watching a bad contractor tear up your house only, in this case, we have to wait until their contract is up until we can fire them. Why is that? Why can’t we at least expunge these bastards right after the election. At least in a contractor’s case you could fire them and get them off of your property before they can do more damage. It would be nice to tie their hands so they could cause no more damage is all. I know what I speak of is not allowed in the constitution, just wishful thinking and impatience on my part.

That’s my rant for the day. I feel better. How about you?

I’ve got a football game in my near future and a baseball game this evening as well, so…

If you have a notion, stop by Wyblog, my Jersey buddy Chris Wysocki’s place, and congratulate him for getting picked by PJTV’s  Vodkapundit, Stephen Green, for the number 4 spot on blog headline of the week!

Way to go Chris!

As a bonus to the ‘bot, Chris was recently kind enough to put the Socia.list graphic up there top, front and left on his blog. Now that graphic has been seen by ten’s of thousands or millions! You keep on keepin’ on, Chris. I’ll take your stragglers any day.

If you recall, Chris was also recently picked as a contributor to Right Wing News. The hits, as they say, just keep comin’ for Chris. We’re proud of you buddy. Keep up the great work!

This song’s been stuck in my head for days…

Longhaired Conservative no more.

I meant to send off this little caterpillar a month ago, right after I had it cut. It evidently had other plans.  I just found the tin-foil it was wrapped in tucked behind some other things on the to-do list, hiding. Maybe some kid will enjoy having salt and pepper hair. I suspect they’ll dye it, or take one look at that mass of stuff and chunk it.

Wigs for Kids is an organization that makes wigs for children who lose their hair due to some medical treatment or disease, similar to Locks of Love. They provide the wigs free of charge but each wig takes around $2000 to produce. If you can make a donation, I’m absolutely positive it would be appreciated.

I had a time picking which to donate to. It came down to a coin toss and Wigs for Kids got the nod.

Back to house work. I’m a Domesticated Robot this weekend. Mom should be proud.

After much contemplation, a lot of hand-wringing analysis of the site stats, and a few beers, I’ve come to the conclusion that Bob Belvedere is right. I have a problem titling my posts. See, I’m stoopid. I was under the impression that people might actually be interested, even a bit PO’d to find out the identities of the insidious  Socialists in their State Governments, but I guess not. (Those of you who shared the posts are of course not included.)

The socialists at the national level? Who needs to search for those? They are on TV and the intertoobz every day. I can’t turn on my radio without hearing Obummer spouting off about his latest Baracklishment, and after the HealthCare jam-down, anyone who is remotely sane has already put names to their particular demons.

So, where are you going with this ‘bot?

Glad you asked.

From now on, I’m going to strive to be more creative, more exciting, tantalizing, even titillating with my headlines.

For instance, I think the “1000+ Socialists in State Governments” post could have been helped with some more panache’. How about:

“Beer Swilling Space Aliens Take Over Capitol!”

No? OK, let’s try to inject a bit more sex.

“Big Breasted Babes Danger to Mother Gaia!”

“Massive Melons Threaten to Tip Earths Axis!”

“Cleavage Crisis Widens! Enviro-Mentalists Urge Ban on Silicone!”

That one should start a riot or two.

Here’s one for the “Twilight” crowd:

“Deadly Vampire Swamp Creatures Invade New Hampshire! Ignore At Your Own Peril!(Some may be more truthful than others.)

Sure, they have no relevance to the article. So what? The New York Times and National Enquirer get away with overblown hype every day. People want entertainment. They don’t want the truth. The majority of them wouldn’t know the truth if an America-hating Commie/Muslim was in the White House stealing trillions from them for his personal slush fund and trashing the nation’s sovereignty while smacking them in the face with a Ground Zero Mosque! To them I say, careful what you ignore. In today’s day and age, what you don’t know can and will kill you.

Hope you’ve enjoyed today’s rant. I was really pissed off when I started this. Now I’m only slightly flustered.

The benefit went great. We served about 800 plates of bar-b-que and including the auction, raffle and donations we raised over 14,000 dollars to help a family in need.

One of the local unions allowed us the use of their trailered bbq pit. Here it is yesterday morning at seven just after being loaded up with brisket, sausage and boudain.  It stayed cooking until about six that evening. Whew! What a day.

Lots of friends and family on hand to help and there was a huge outpouring of support from the community. Many thanks to everyone involved. You guys are the best!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I hear my couch calling.

I used to be one on the sidelines. One could have labeled me liberal in that I didn’t understand the thoughts and feelings that stirred me deeply were Conservative and Libertarian in nature and ignored them in my debauchery. As time passed I worked my day job and played music with a band of Pure Liberals, these were people who actually believed they were not taxed enough and that government was the answer to any and all problems, even and especially the ones it caused. I instinctively understood that my beliefs were wholly different, that self reliance and true liberty was not a part of their ideology. They spoke of something to which I could not ascribe.

Thus began a transformation. I began to realize that, while I may not be college educated as my band-mates were, one of them in fact being a professor and holding a doctorate, that I still could not agree, in fact must disagree, with the viewpoints espoused by my musical brethren. I began to read and educate myself as to the beginnings of our country and why the Founders chose the method of our governance, how the Constitution is not a “living, breathing” document, that some would have us believe can be interpreted as an activist judge or corrupt city council sees fit. Our system of government is not a Democracy but a Constitutional Republic that must be defended each and every day by the very people who desire to live under it’s divinely inspired protection.

Then I began to discover how blind most people really are to their Federal Government and how little it is allowed Constitutionally, to do to them.

Around this time I discovered “the blogs,” some liberal, some conservative or libertarian, and many of whom I still read to this day, one of which is the featured blog of the week.

You see…

Once upon a time there was a man who disparaged his government and ridiculed their mismanagement in seclusion or in beer joints and pubs across the southeastern side of Texas with relatively little fanfare. While his rantings and ravings didn’t slow in tenacity or decrease in venom, he started to find a need for a forum of greater magnitude to vent his frustration because he knew with more and more certainty as time passed that if he and many others did not shout and scream and pitch a hissy fit full of logic and reasoning in combination with the wild-eyed passion for God and Country and Freedom, that the objects of those loves would soon be gone.

One of the reasons this man chose to embark on the journal you now read was a website called Washington Rebel.

The contributors to Washington Rebel know these things with every fiber of their being; and when you visit The Reb, you will find a fearlessness of thought that quickens the heart and bolsters the spirit. As one who is in need of such things every now and again, I truly appreciate their hard work and bodacious attitude.

Now that you know a part of my story. I would encourage you to partake in some Rebel goodness for yourself, but be aware, they of the Reb fear not to speak their minds with some essay of assault on the weak minded or to assail you with the beauty of Gods female creation.

God Bless the Reb.

Took a road trip yesterday and found what might be the highway Bob Dylan sang of in Highway 61 Revisited. We didn’t see no killin’ though.

Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”

Here’s southeast Texan, Johnny Winter’s version…

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