I apologize in advance to NN peeps if I post this.

Ok asshole, I've had enough of the bullshit from you. Yes I could block you but likely you'd send your bile to people on my friends list. I could report you to NN but you'd just get another ID. I am not even going to call you out here.

But I will reply to your "concern". Unlike you I appreciate women. Women of all sizes, shapes and colors. As long as they are of legal age. For your info the shortest woman I've been with was 4'10 the tallest 6'5. The lightest weight was about 80lbs and heaviest said she was somewhere north of 430lbs. And yes I have had sex with women who were not caucasian. No I did not pick them up on the street and get change back from my $20 asshole.

You say I clearly have no standards when it comes to women. Well just so you know my standards are (in no particular order) brains, sense of humour, cute face and a functioning pussy. (I've known some preop T/G's who fit the first three criteria), If a woman fits those I don't give a damn what her body looks like. When we're in bed it don't matter. My only purpose at that point is make her feel wonderful and have cause her to have a great orgasm. Another concept that's foreign to a troglodyte such as yourself.

Finally I would be amiss if I didn't mention that it doesn't bother me if another guy comments on my pic. I'm not bi but if someone likes my cock who am I to delete their comment because they happen to be male.

Yes you have a hot g/f (if it really is your g/f and not pictures lifted from the web). I feel sorry for her because of your comment about someone on my list - she'd be great after you made her lose 15 pound. Get a life asshole. Get out of my life asshole. Grow up asshole. Oh, one last thing. I backtraced your IP so don't push your luck.

Today was one of those days that made me feel good. I had various comments on my humour - all of them positive. It made me glad to have others smile because of me. So to all of you who commented - THANKS.

Coming home from Safeway, what sort of name for a grocery store is that?. We're Safeway, we won't poison you or knock you up! Anyhow I see a sign at a school. Girl Scout Sale. Guess what - they would not sell one girl scout or scout leader to me. They wanted me to buy a used toaster or chairs. I offered a grand for the 30 something redhead leader.
Why are Queens "Fat Bottom Girls and Gerry Raffertys "Baker Street" on an endless loop in my brain.
Why do old people always seem to win lotteries?
Is there a reason for Gilbert Gottfried and why is he still annoying.
When did Richard Petty get so old? He's on Barrett/Jackson car auction (yes I have no life this weekend) and he is looking soooooooo old.
Karma sucks. I think I'm paying for three lifetimes ago.
Just when I think I got this whole thing sussed, the government changes the rules.
Why does my cock get hard when I don't want it to but it stays limp when I want it hard.
It's only money and you can always make more.
Anybody in the Bay Area want to help me work on a 1960 Chevy half-ton? I've done a couple of Advance Design trucks but I just can't get into this ugly betty of a truck.

WINTER BLONDE

As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door.

The trucker lowers the window, and she says "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load.
"

The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.

When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again.

She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door.

Again, the trucker lowers the window.
As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"

Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.

At the third red light, the same thing happens again.

All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker rolls down the window.
Again she says "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"

When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light.

When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde.

He knocks on her window, and after she lowers it, he says...

"Hi, my name is Mark, it's winter here in North Dakota, and I'm driving the SALT/SAND TRUCK!"

Early in the morning of New Years Day, Oscar Grant was shot in the back by BART police. This was tragic enough but it brings to my mind some sad commentary as we have now endured two weeks of periodic protests (most peaceful, some not).
1. Would there be the protests if it was a 40 something white guy shot and not a 22 yo black man (case can be made that a middle aged white guy wouldn't have been shot).
2. During the protest last week, a man's car was burned. He was white guy in his 50's. He was upset that his car was burned but he fully understood the anger that fueled it.
3. Some peoples idea of justice. A young black man was quoted on TV that "they wanted justice; the cop arrested, the cop brought to trial, and the cop convicted". Sounds a lot like the "justice" blacks and Jews received in the South during the first half of the last century in the US.
4. Tonight a second protest march was held in Oakland. It was peaceful until the end. Then a bunch of self styled anarchists, mostly white skate board types, broke lose and started to smash windows and raise general havoc.(oh excuse me, the TV just informed me these were vandals not anarchists. Guess the anarchists PR people/lawyers got ahold of the TV stations )
4. These people were too stupid to realize that banks have shatter-proof glass. One young gent must have thrown himself into the window of a Wells Fargo store at least a half dozen times. I wanted to yell at him, "Dude that glass can withstand a 50 caliber, point blank shot. Do you really think you can break that glass." Then I laughed as, after his last attempt to break the window, got up holding his shoulder like he had separated it.

The saddest commentary of all is Mr. Grants mother told people after last weeks march that her son would not have wanted the violence. That the people who had business damaged or cars burned were just as innocent as he was.

Man it has been nice here. I feel sorry for the peeps in the midwest where it's been 0 to -20F for the high temp of the day. But it is in the low 70's here. About 10-15 degrees above normal. Downside is no rain so I won't be able to flush the toilet next summer due to water rationing. Guess I'll make like a bear and shit behind the storage shed.

I got to the BART station just as the 6:42 pulled out. No big deal, I prefer to take the next train anyhow. Get on the 6:52, almost to the next stop and we stop. Train ahead has "issues". Go slowly to the next stop where there is now a crowd since we are almost 5 minutes behind schedule. Head to Walnut Creek with a full house. Again we stop because of "issues" with the train ahead. At WC we have an even bigger crowd who of course have to shove themselves on board because god knows there will be no more trains (if any of those people read this - KARMA SUCKS BABY - as you just learned).
We are half way between WC and Layfayette when again we stop. Still on issue with the train ahead. Then we start..and stop..start..stop. Roll backwards. SHIT - I ride this route every day. For over five years. It isn't good when you roll back. Then the lights went out. DOUBLE SHIT. We just lost power thru the rails. The operator comes on - there is a damaged cap and we'd be here for awhile. (the electric third rail has a cover on it). So we wait.
7:30 call boss and say forget waiting to go for coffee with me.
7:40 the operator walks to the back of the train to see if it can go back to WC. See stop..start.
7:45 guy in front of me tells co-woker that "it b like a house party here, windows fogging.." I add but ain't no one getting high. Guy in front about dies from laughter. Black women behind me laugh like crazy. 25yo Asian woman asks if I have any weed. White people give me dirty looks. Love freakin' out conservatives 10 years younger then me.
7:50 Operator tells us a repair crew is on the way.
8:15 Call former co-worker (who kinda took over my job when I moved on) in LA to tell her I won't be on the 8:30 call - she finds my predicament very funny. Make note to sodomize her next time we're in the same town (oh shit that would be rewarding bad behaviour).
At same time repair crew arrives. Seems they can't fix what ails our train. Think the train is on life support.
8:35 we're told a rescue train is on it's way.
8:55 rescue train has intercourse with our train (bareback!!).
9:10 we have migrated from our train to the rescue train. "Keep moving, all the way to the last car. Keep moving....."
So we get loaded (I wish) on the RC and head back to WC.
I figure we're good to go. Get back to WC, hit the x-over track and head to SF. That's what I get for doing my own thinking. No we have to get off this train and go to the other platform to catch a different train. Now to do that we go downstairs, cross the lobby then up to the other platform. Ok at our end we have an escalator. Then the operator tells us the escalator is out of service. Yup - damn thing was tore apart. Hey you folks that had to cram on the train about two hours ago - SEE WHAT I MEANT ABOUT KARMA - DIDN'T THINK IT HAPPENED THAT FAST DID YA ASSHOLES!!! So we walk to the other end of the platform where the stairs are. Being reminded to walk carefully down the stairs. Fuck - here I was planning on going down in a handstand or on my head. Ok fine - I'll walk down carefully. So I did it in a duck walk.
9:15 we are on the train to SFO leaving the station.
9:20 call FCW in LA to see how 8:30 went. She answers the phone with "you're still on the fucking train!!!" As I tell her my day she laughs so hard see pees. Literally. She tells me I will pay for this then later in the day called back to tell me how I'd pay. Trust me - this time she would be rewarding bad behaviour. :0
We get into the city at 10am. I was going into the city to be on the 8:30 call and for a 9am meeting. Well they were both done by the time I got to the office at 10:10am.
The rest of the day was no better. A database I needed was not available today. So another deadline missed thru no fault of mine. I fucking hate that. I can miss deadlines quite well on my own thank you.
I did home without incident. Then went to RadioShack to pick up a GPS I purchased earlier in the week but they didn't have in stock. It would be in Friday they said. Well it was never shipped!!!! So we worked out a discount deal on a different unit (the one I really wanted but wouldn't pay $299usd for).
So I took the bounty then went next door to get some of Arthur Guinness' best stout. I walked to the car after buying some beer I saw light. The bright light from the full moon.
Yup this was a day that was meant to me. umm if the moon would impart some magic on that lottery ticket I bought.....

Now my little town isn't really a little town (130,000 peeps) but they think they are (and I love them for it)
For the better parts of nine months they sponser a music series in the town square. Then run the video on local cable. I am listing to a band that has drums, slide acoustical amplified gutiar, pedal steel guitar, and electrified zyolophone. There are no vocials but DAMN they are good. My typing might be bad as I keep glancing over my shoulder. Shit I really wish I could share................

I was stopped at a traffic light today and was looking at SL 600 next to me (ok maybe the driver, she was cute and smoking). But she was also looking down alot. Then she brings a cell phone to her ear. While she was talking I saw why she was looking down - she was texting on a blackberry. Now the problem is, here in the land o' fruit n nuts, you can only be on the phone with a headset and you can't text. Well the light changes, she doesn't move as I pull away, car behind her honks, I see in the outside mirror she gives half a peace sign then burns rubber, passing me at over 50mph in a 40 zone. I'm about to pee with this little scene. The car behind her is a cop. A female cop. Who is now none too happy. HOW CAN YOU NOT NOTICE A FRIGGIN' COP BEHIND YOU!! (Sorry I started to channel Sam Kinison)

Yep, the woman never checked the mirrors as she was too busy. Busted the trophy wifes ass (I was blinded by the bling). I figure she will have a whole lot of explaining to do tonight then some more when the insurance renew notice hits.

I will admit I am not a morning person. I hate getting up until I'm damn good and ready. Left up to me I'd go to sleep around 4am and get up around noon. But the reality of society (i.e. earning a living) makes me get up at 5:15am.

So it warmed my heart to see an article on Yahoo today on sleep. It put out three points:
1. You may need more than 8 hours of sleep (shit I get 6 or 7 hours) 10 hours sounded optimal.
2. Night owls are more creative.
3. Rising early is stressful (well duh)to quote "The stress hormone cortisol peaks in your blood around 7 am. So if you get up then, you may experience tension". Um does this mean I have more stress getting up 2 hours before that.

Now if I can convince my employer that it is stressful for me to wake up. Anybody think they'll buy it? LOL