Don’t I have the luck?


Now, I will give you one guess which finger that is. If you pay attention to what I write, you will have no trouble figuring it out.

I have notoriously good luck and the Angels of disfigurement are always smiling on me.

Of course.

You knew.

It was this one.


My recently healed  trigger finger.

It was doing so well.

You know, I do have 9 other fingers to choose from, could you lay off of this one for a while?

Word on my wife

Apparently after an entire week of contacting every official in the state of Florida something finally came through. Talk about the run around, no one wanted to touch it. Every place I contacted told me that they didn’t have jurisdiction and shifted me to someone else.

I contacted a few private entities, but the majority were state or federal agencies. Among those I spoke to were the Florida disability medical liaison, the Pinellas county ADA compliance, the Pinellas county sheriff, the Pinellas county jail, the Florida human rights council, my local state reps office, the state of Florida ADA compliance and a bunch of others.

We have an attorney retained in this matter and even she was stymied as to what to do. She is not a big time criminal lawyer and most of the cases that she handles are DUI. It is next to impossible to find anyone to contact at the jail and she didn’t even  know where to start.

I am not sure what happened, but I went to see my wife yesterday and she told me that she had been seen at the nurses station and they were now offering her pain meds, which she refused.

In addition to that, they ordered up a slightly thicker mattress x2 for her cot. She had not had a chance to try it yet, but it has to be an improvement.

It may have been the call that I put in to the nurses station, a message of course, or all of the other calls that were just floating in the matrix.

Just the sheer volume of calls I had out there may have had an effect, coming back like a rumor. Every one I spoke to got the entire story before telling me they had no jurisdiction . They would then either transfer me or give me another number to call.

But anyway, it is an improvement. I had a video face to face with her yesterday and despite everything, I had her smiling and laughing. I was reading her poetry and telling her what I was going to cook for her when she gets out.

It is funny, we had a really clear connection, but when I read her the poem “Valhalla”  a horrendous echo started that lasted the rest of the conversation.

Who would have figured?

Anyway, for now, I don’t want to say too much. Once this 30 days is in the past though, I will expound on things.

Saurday update

Weekend updates are a rarity as I have no internet connection at home. We were getting raped by brighthouse and my wife decided to go to DSL.

Requiem for the internet

My internet is gone

my modem

lays on the lawn

like the colored

leaves of fall

It is haunted

by the signals it once received

mocked by the cables

so close

Their information left

like water

leaking on the floor

I wonder now

in the dark still of night

Why, why ?

Did she ever

decide on DSL

Yeah, it didn’t work out. DSL is not as fast as broadband, as a matter of fact it was not fast at at all. In fact, at least 50% of the time it did not work at all. Right in the middle of something it would drop off line and stay that way for 20 minutes.

We would put in a call to Century link and they would tell us that they checked the settings and it was fine. In the end my wife tore the entire set up out by the roots and chucked it out the front door and told them to pick their crap up.

I am fine with it. Here at my office I have the super smoking business package to create mayhem with.


I will disappear in fog and night
Subdued in sound sleep
And surprise
Blinding lights
Overwhelming might
They will spirit me away
And charge me with my crimes
They will call me many names
Even some that I may claim
But none will be my own
Traitor or subversive
Criminal or defendant
Or maybe
Even something worse
But I refuse to swear allegiance
To the police state
And fealty to the men
Clad in black
I will not submit
Nor ever kneel down
Though they may lay me
On the ground
But they don’t know
That I stole into the great hall of Valhalla
In deepest dark of night
And took with me
One of their mighty spears
Usurped their valor
And added it to my might
Now they will have to carry me
Proudly on my shield
Though my burning bier
Be but a lonely cell
It will be my burial
And tonight I will dine
In the great hall of Valhalla
That place that still lives on
In the mind of men

A rather appropriate re-post.

Hang strong baby.

Apparently saying nothing makes no difference either

So, I will say what is going on.

My wife the big first time offender, charged with resisting a wildlife officer has been sentenced to 30 days in jail. 8 months after her arrest, they upgraded the charges to a first degree misdemeanor.

She has a condition known as ankylosing spondylitis, which is an inflammatory and degenerative spinal disease.

In addition to that her back has been broken and grafted twice and she has hardware that runs from her pelvis halfway up her spine. She also has fusions and plates in her neck as well.

Her current status due to the injuries is disabled, but the jail is refusing to accommodate her disability. After 3 Yrs. of morphine and pain management it was discovered that lying flat was what was causing all of the pain. A hospital type air bed solved the problem and she was able to go off of the morphine.

Now they have her on a solid steel cot with a 1″ thick mattress on it and she is in so much pain that she can barely speak. Now my wife is not just a trooper, she is German and her pain tolerance is off of the chart.

After a molar removal and subsequent dry socket with necrosis (Bone death) I watched her pulling pieces of her jaw out with tweezers. Seriously.

When she  says it hurts, most people would be on their way to the E.R.

In addition to that, she is in the misdemeanor jail but they have placed her in the G.P. with the federal felony inmates.

I believe that the judge put the word out on her.

I can’t tell you how I feel or honestly the level of concern, frustration and anger that I have. There are no words for it at the moment.

If something happens though and my lovely wife doesn’t make it out of there, I won’t have to tell you how I feel.

Possibly the left’s most stupid Religous/racial attack on Ted Cruz

“A columnist who came under fire last year for a Twitter tirade against a Republican National Committee staffer on Wednesday forced MSNBC to apologize for her insinuation that country music is virulently anti-Muslim.

The slur came during a “Now w/Alex Wagner” segment about Texas Republican Sen. Ted Cruz’s remarks to “CBS This Morning” that he started listening to country music after the 9/11 terror attacks because he wasn’t happy with how rock musicians reacted.

The explanation by Cruz, who has become the first candidate to announce an official campaign for president in 2016, prompted derision from liberal media outlets.

MSNBC guest Jamilah Lemieux opened a panel conversation on the comments with a blunt declaration that “nothing says ‘let’s go kill some Muslims’ like country music, fresh from Lynchburg, Virginia. Someone who obviously does not want to be a polarizing candidate, he wants to bring people together, I mean – really? That’s absurd.”


You just can’t argue with stupid. On the upside, you can beat it on the head until it stops spouting its ignorance.

“I Was not Interested In Justice” Prosecutor Writes Revealing Confession About the “Justice” System

“In 1984, I was 33 years old. I was arrogant, judgmental, narcissistic and very full of myself. I was not as interested in justice as I was in winning. To borrow a phrase from Al Pacino in the movie “And Justice for All,” “Winning became everything.”

After the death verdict in the Ford trial, I went out with others and celebrated with a few rounds of drinks. That’s sick. I had been entrusted with the duty to seek the death of a fellow human being, a very solemn task that certainly did not warrant any “celebration.”

In my rebuttal argument during the penalty phase of the trial, I mocked Mr. Ford, stating that this man wanted to stay alive so he could be given the opportunity to prove his innocence. I continued by saying this should be an affront to each of you jurors, for he showed no remorse, only contempt for your verdict.

How totally wrong was I.

I speak only for me and no one else.

I apologize to Glenn Ford for all the misery I have caused him and his family.”

Who ever would have thought? That is why I have no respect for those positions or those who fill them.
I guess my cynicism stems from being born and raised outside of Chicago. If you aren’t in the know on Chicago, it is a city so corrupt that the mob could never gain a foothold there.

Every illegal gambit was already being run by crooked politicians or crooked cops and they were certainly not going to allow any competition.

The rest of the story is below: