May 20th, Thursday, 2004: 2100hrs: I am completely depressed over here now.  This morning started out just fine… and now… Well, now I have a deeper appreciation for country music.  
Not all is so grim, yet I remain down.  Got a letter from Beretta saying that my name is officially in the hat for the job.  That’s cool.  I have a good chance of winning a brand new Polaris 4X4 quad runner thing… That’s cool.   Came a across a couple interesting technical Manuals from Haynes.   None of this has even made me crack a grin since the incident.   

What would I do with a quad anyway?  As far as a little utility vehicle, I can see the point… but I don’t need one.  Aside from seeing jackass kids ride them up and down the streets at 6AM Saturday and Sunday mornings, the only time I ever see them is when they are in the back on a jumbo sized pickup truck driving them around town.  If you have one and use it – more power to you.  Be well.  But me, personally, I don’t need or want one.  I do however want a motorcycle.  The value in a quad probably isn’t that much around here.  This town has more used Quads for sale than anything else.  So I wouldn’t even take delivery… I’d just opt to cash it out.  How much are these new?  3 or 4 grand?  Good enough for a used bike, that’s for sure.  So I am hopeful.

Completely fucking depressed, but hopeful… for the job with Beretta, for the prize money so I can get a bike… for the wind and rain to go the hell away today!   

Such a stupid thing… in a bucket.  In the damn water bucket.  The kids are still devastated, and so is The Bride.  Damn.

Needless to say, if we come across any more free puppies, we are getting another one.  Promising this was the only way to stifle the sobs of pure anguish from 5 boys.  They say they will name the next puppy Badger too.  Judas Priest.

1530hrs: Rest in Peace, Badger.  The little puppy we just got Tuesday evening died 30 minutes ago.  I hadn’t even taken a photo of him yet.  I was going to today!  He drowned in a 5 Gallon bucket of water.  The boys were inside doing home school work and I was writing on my book at the time.  I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water and looked outside.  I could see Ranger, but no Badger.  I asked my oldest Son where Badger was and he said he was chained up.  We both went out to look for him.  We saw him in the water at the same time.  He was stone cold dead.  Hadn’t been very long… maybe 30 minutes since the boys had been playing with him, and then came in side.  I buried Badger out back.  Laid him to rest curled up how he liked to sleep.  He was a very good little puppy.  He cried at night, being so fresh away from his own family… this morning Mrs. Ogre was taking a bath and he jumped in a took a bath too.  Fun, full of energy that he was burn up in a matter of minutes of hard play and would have to sleep some more.  Maybe all of 3 months old at the most.   The boys are devastated… absolutely devastated.   Ranger has been whimpering non-stop like the boys are.   He was the cutest little ball of fur.  Saturday I was going to take him and Ranger up into the mountains for some adventure.  Rest in peace little Badger.

0915hrs:  The headline reads “Israeli Forces Fire on Crowd in Gaza, Killing 8”.  But the story adds a little detail that is overlooked by the reactionaries: “The marchers had been surging toward the Tel Sultan neighborhood, the focal point of Israel's sweep into Rafah for the stated purpose of hunting militants and uncovering tunnels used to smuggle weapons across the border from Egypt.”  This kinda changes things.  This turns the situation from a Protest March, into a Mob that was about to get armed with some shit that you don’t want a Palestinian armed with, or do some shit you don't want a Palestinian to do.  Israel doesn’t put up with this sort thing.  One would think that these Palestinians would learn not to do this sort of thing.   Unfortunately this is a lesson they only learn once the hard way. I regret the violence… I really do… but fuck these Palestinians.  If the headline didn’t read this is would have read “Palestinians blow up a flock of school children”… of course it probably will tomorrow.  Israel… not the place I want to raise my kids.  Sorry.  Look, love the country and I support it… but I’d not bring my family there. Ever.  I’ll go… but only if I know my own is safe at home.  There is only one way Israel is going to have peace… and that is when they stop the Palestinians from teaching hate, and after they kill all the terrorists… like Arafat for example.  I’ve nothing against Palestinians really, it’s just the ones that think suicide bombing is a great way to go out – those are the ones that I have a huge problem with.  The ones that teach little kids to hate the jews and to kill this all is a cool thing to do – you know, the Palestinian Teachers and Educators – those are the ones that I have a huge problem with.  Get rid of those asshats, and Israel will start making progress to peace.  Give it maybe another 50 to 100 years.  Maybe.  Because I watch video of this thing, and you could see on the faces of the Palestinians, that they were enjoying themselves.  Even carrying wounded... they were getting off on this.  That tells me all I need to know about them.     

ABC has a new show rolling out, should be a huge hit.  “Wife Swap”.  There is no decency anymore in the media.  There is in the main stream public… but not on what they media is trying to feed us through the idiot box.   I don’t have but a few channels on my TV, and I don’t watch it very much… I think at most maybe I watch about 2 hours a week.   There is no point.  There is rarely anything worth watching, and from the looks of it, there isn’t going to be anything worth watching ever again.  The average American household really doesn’t want to see this kind of crap on TV.  I know I don’t.  Seriously, I don’t.  I really don’t.  If I wanted to watch this sort of smut – I’d just get a porn video.  This safe for TV smut isn’t even real smut so if you wanted smut, what would be the point of this decaffeinated smut?  I don’t get this new TV thing… why don’t they just show the spanking the booty and get it over with?  We already had Janet Jackson’s saggy nipple.  No wait a second… I don’t want to see any of that.  I don’t want my kids to see any of that.  They don’t need to see.  I don’t need to see it.  It’s not worth seeing. 

The Ogre’s Horde has once again grown a tiny bit.  This is my fault.  Tuesday evening I was at the store, minding my own business… and I walk out heading to my truck when all the sudden this cute little girl of about 8 or 9 holding this little puppy says with a voice all sweet and precious, “My puppy needs a home, my Dad said I can’t keep it.”  The puppy is a mutt… a black Australian Sheppard/Lab mix (I think) with white paws and chest.  It looked to be only a couple months old. 

We all know that Ogre is pure forged stainless steel on the outside – but this penetrated me to the core like a direct hit from a 120MM SABOT.   I looked at the puppy… I looked at the girl… the puppy again.  Aw fuck it… Shrek was right, we do have layers.  “Sure.”  So I took the puppy.   

The puppy is short and squat… wide set… kinda chunky.  He was a well fed little pup.  I dubbed him “Badger” on the spot and he responds to his name already.  The boys just love him.  The have a real puppy now.  Ranger is sweet and gentle with him.  Unless Badger gets near his food bowl that is, otherwise they are cute together.  Well, if Ranger sees the cat he gets excited and does his run around the end of his chain thing and can knock Badger over… but other than that they are fine together.

So Ranger & Badger… 2 dogs… 1 Cat, Koda… and outside living in the bushes but comes to the porch when Koda isn’t around is Hopper, the rabbit.  I banished him (or her) to the outside because as cute and friendly as the rabbit is… it lost its litter box behavior and thought it could leave it’s little pellets around wherever it wanted.  “OUT!”  So it’s out now, and happy as a lark in the park.  

Everyone is happy here at Ogre Manor.  Well… almost.   I still hate this fucking armpit of a town and Ogre Manor isn’t like my previous Ogre Manor back in Orem.  I am so wanting to get the hell out of here.  We are here because I’m going to school and I have a place to put my family for a rent of only 300 a month… so I guess I can’t be that picky while doing the returned student thing. We used to be paying down 750 a month, so this is a lot less. You get what you pay for I guess.   This little town is small, but worse yet, small minded.  Not small town minded, but just small minded.  That’s what I hate about it more than anything.  Once we are done here, we are OUTTA HERE!  I would love to move northward… Maybe northern Idaho or like that.  I am tired of Utah.  Not like Idaho is any better, but the northern part is really nice.  Like Seattle, but without the Starbucks all over the place.  It’s “Pacific Northwest” and I love that.  These modern “cowboys” can take a flying leap.  SICK of “WESTERN”!

It’s a cool morning here out in the Uintah Basin.  Over cast, grey, and there is a slight drizzle that is keeping everything moist.

Reminds me of Seattle.  If Seattle was all dead, brown, and scorched that is.  Still, I like mornings like this.  Peaceful.

May 18th, Tuesday, 2004: Afternoon: TEN THINGS EVERY MAN SHOULD KNOW HOW TO DO:

1. WASH YOUR DRAWERS.  Underwear and socks can get funky, and your sweetheart might not be there for you every time you get all your clothes nasty.  The two machines that your girl uses are not magic.  They are called washing machines (one is the washer and one is the dryer... She can tell you which is which) and they can be easy to use.  Think of them as power tools for your rags.  All different brands work kinda different to get them to start and they all have different settings and cycles and all that jazz.  You only need to know one setting.  The Heavy Duty Cycle.  Ask your Better Half how to start the machines on the toughest setting.  Just use that and forget the rest.  You don’t need it.  You shouldn’t be having anything silky anyway.  If you do, you probably have your own home decorating show, so you can skip Thing 1.  Just go straight (sorry) to Thing 2.  Now the ladies like to talk about things like “sorting”.  I don’t know what the fuck that is all about.  Here is the deal… just avoid it.  Just shove all the clothes into to the washing machine (on the HEAVY DUTY CYCLE, remember that!) and then put in laundry soap.  If you are doing socks or greasy clothes or something like “really funky”… just put in a little bit more soap.  Now let me talk a moment about your clothes.  You are an Ogre in your own right, correct?  What do you need a white shirt for?  Wedding?  Get a rental.  Buy khaki or grey shirts and you wont be surprised if they come out of the wash that color.  Same with socks.  You can never get white socks white after you wear them anyways, so screw white altogether.  Buy grey socks.  You can wear grey socks with jeans or slacks with no problem.  Just think “Grey is the New White” and you are set.  When the machine stops, you have to take the wet clothes out and put them into the dryer.  Then throw in a dryer sheet.  Look around for some, She Who Must Be Obeyed has some someplace.  Again… Look for the heavy duty cycle.  Use that.  If there is a heat setting, just flip it over to “Blow Torch”.  Once again, you shouldn’t have anything that gets wilty if you dry it hot.  Your loin cloths that used to be “Haynes” should be made of cotton… nothing else.  Balls like COTTON, okay?  Silk is right out.  Then press the start button and you are set.  Hopefully she’ll be home by the time the machine is done and you will be out… because the folding thing just baffles me.
2. BUST A CAP.   Guns are cool and are useful tools.  A guy needs to know how to fire them in case he has to.    You have three basic kinds of guns.  Handguns, rifles, and shotguns.  Handguns have two categories… Pistols and Revolvers.  A revolver has a round part that hold all the cartridges, and a pistol has a “magazine” (no, not like Maxim) that holds the cartridges.  A cartridge has a few different parts. The pointy or round end, that part is the “bullet”.  The cylinder part with the flat end, this is the case. At the bottom of the case is a round button looking thing and that’s the bit that makes it all go bang.  Don’t fuck with it.  That’s called the primer.  If your cartridge doesn’t have a primer, you are probably holding a rimfire like a .22… go get a real gun you pansy.   All these parts together is called a “Cartridge” not “bullet”.  The bullet is the front part that shoots out, that’s it.  Cartridges can also be called Rounds or Shells.   All guns are different in the way they work, so get to know the ones around you.  But basically you load the cartridges into the magazine (also called “MAG”), insert the mag into the grip firmly and as deep as you can… just like sex… the long hard thing goes deep into the hole.  Remember to keep the point ends of the bullets facing the front of the gun.  Then grab the slide and pull it all the way back until you can’t pull it back anymore… then let go of the slide and let it slingshot forward.  You will want to practice this a lot, but do that at the range and with a guy who knows how to shoot so he can teach you properly.  That’s pretty much the key of it all right there.  You need a shooting mentor.  So find one first.  Just ask any guy that looks like he can kick your ass. He can help you.
3. GET GRUB.  This is easy… find your local grocery store and get a shopping cart.  Those things your Mom used to push you around in like small cages with wheels.    Find the sign that says “FROZEN PIZZAS” and head there first.  Food of the Gods, pizza.  Pick some you like.  About 5 or 6 of them.  Good, now head over to where the meat is.  Find some good slabs of dead animal flesh that are to your liking.  5 or 6 of them.  Salad.  It goes good with meat and impresses your girl to think you can actually eat right on your own.  They have a big bag of the stuff with all the other growy things someplace.  Ask for help if you need to… from a chick… they know where all that shit is.  Pick out a Salad, doesn’t matter which, your not going to actually eat it.  Grapes… these are awesome… if you spot any, get a bag of them.  Cereal.  Every guy is different here.  Get whatever the hell you want here.  Just avoid anything where there is a bigger cartoon character on the box than there is a picture of the actual cereal because they are trying to distract you because they are hiding something.  If in doubt anything that says “LIFE” or “CHEX” is good to go.  Get a couple boxes depending on how hungry you are.  Milk.  If you have cereal, you will need milk.  Skim, 1%, 2% are all good… avoid anything else because it might not come from a cow and if doesn’t then it isn’t really milk is it?  Depending on how much cereal you get will determine how much milk you get.  You want maybe 1 gallon for every 2 or 3 boxes.  Okay, fuck it, just grab two.  Now over to the soda/beer.  Get a 12 or 24 pack of your favorite beverage(s).  Chili… like cereal we all like different kinds.  Grab a bunch of cans of this and you’re good.  Go with like 6 or so.  That’s about it… your done.  You have enough food for about a week now.  Good job. 
4. CHANGE YOUR OIL.  Every 2500 to 3000 miles you gotta change the oil in your car or truck or SUV… whatever you drive.  If you drive a Mini Van you have to take it to Jiffy Lube, fuck it.  You have no dignity left, so don’t even try to restore any by doing this yourself.  First buy 4 Cold Ones of your choice.  Make sure they are nice and chilled in the fridge or ice chest… You can pick your own Cold One’s.  Buying oil is easy as hell… just look for the bottles that say “MOBIL 1” on it.  If you don’t see anything like that, you are still okay… look for any oil that says “SYNTHETIC”.  10W-30 is the do everything engine oil, but if you drive harder than that, you might want something different like 20W-50.  Some newer cars like the 5W-10 or 0W-5 or something like that… if you drive a new Honda or Subaru, this is probably what you will want to use and some of this stuff too.  Ask the guy behind the counter if you are confused.  You want 4 bottles of this stuff just like you had to get 4 Cold Ones.  Think 4X4, it’s easy.  (Some trucks need 5 quarts of oil and if that is the case - read your owner's manual - just buy 5 and 5) Find the fuel filter for your rig, there is a book for this or just ask for help.  Again, look for “Mobil 1”.  Try to avoid the orange ones.  Fram sucks ass and you want to take better care of your ride than that.    Okay, now back home, park your vehicle in your driveway, jack it up… now go get a Cold One and sit in the shade near the vehicle and drink the Cold One.  Bonus points if the hood is up.   Okay, now that you are set, you want to get the old oil out.  Use a big pan to catch the old oil… Under the car find the oil pan and the drain plug.  This is really a bolt that is almost welded tight.  As soon as that bolt comes off, the oil is going to pour out.  Once the bolt is out, put your pan under it to catch that oil.  It’s going to be messy… don’t worry about it.  You know how to wash your clothes now so you’re good to go.   Open the oil fill cap.  Now, you have to take off the old oil filter.  This is the bitch of the whole job right here.  You might need a special tool called an “Oil Filter Wrench”.  Once it’s off, just drop it (careful not to splash) into the old oil catch pan.  Just let this drain for awhile.    Get another Cold One.  Once drained… (the Cold One that is) time to get back to work.  First thing is to put the drain plug back in.  Very important.  Tighten it up nice and snug… but don’t weld it.  If it doesn’t fall off in 3 days, it will weld its self.  Now this is the tricky bit… Open up the first bottle of oil and the box with the oil filter.  See that rubber ring around the inside of the filter?  Dip your finger into some CLEAN new oil and coat that gasket with the oil.  I don’t know why you do this… you just do because if you don’t the whole engine will explode like it was a Palestinian’s car, so don’t fuck with it, just do it.   Pour some oil into the filter.  This helps the engine not to blow up.  Now put the filter on where you took the old one off from.  That was only two Cold Ones ago so you should still remember where that was.  If not, your SOL and will have to walk to where they sell the repair manuals or look under a similar car.  Just not a police car, because they hate that.  Tighten this new filter as hard as you can with your greasy bare hands… then get a rag and tighten it a touch more.  Like the drain plug, if it don’t fall off, it will weld its self.   Break out Cold One #3.  Look up at the clouds… savor this manly work your doing.  Okay, now off your ass, break time is over.  Pour  all 4 bottles of oil into the oil fill hole… one at a time.  Make sure you get all the oil into the hole and not all over the engine.  You might need a funnel of your Cold One’s were high octane, you know.  Okay… Just put the oil cap back on… jack the car down… clean up the mess… Refer to THING 1… and kick back and enjoy Cold One #4. (if your truck uses 5 quarts of oil, down Cold One #5 some place along the way as you see fit) Done.  
5. DRIVE A STICK.  The coolest cars and trucks use a Stick Shift.  These are the cars that have 3 peddles under the dash instead of just two.  The 3^rd, new peddle is the one on the far left.  That’s the clutch peddle.  The Clutch is a magic device in your car.  This gives you TOTAL CONTROL over how your car drives.  The gas peddle is what you use to feed the fuel to the engine and the brake is what you use to slow and stop… with me so far?  Good.  To drive a Stick, the first thing you do when you get in is push in the clutch and the brake.  If you just push the clutch, the car might roll.  So, there you are Clutch in, brake down.  Good.  Now start the car.  The shifter lever is your best friend.  Feel it, know it, love it.  Now put the car into First gear.  Give feed the engine some gas, and slowly let the clutch out.  SLOWLY!  When you feel the pull that’s called the friction point.  The clutch is just starting to connect the engine to the transmission to get the car rolling.  At the friction point keep letting the peddle out and feed a bit more gas… just a small bit.  This the whole trick right here.  If you give too much gas, you could wear the clutch out and have to pay like a grand or two to get it fixed.  If you don’t feed enough gas, and let the clutch out too quickly you could stall the engine and the car might just die right there you will look like the biggest fucking idiot on the planet.  If you do both, too much gas and you pop the clutch out too fast you could end up rocketing the car into a house or a truck or just blast off like the fucking space shuttle or something really bad like that might happen.  So no pressure here… Just take it easy.  Practice is the key.  You might want to borrow someone else's car or rent one, cause you don't want to practice in your own.
6. SURVIVE BALLET.  The CIA trains people all the time to deal with torture.  Unless you are in the CIA, your screwed dude… totally on your own here.  This doesn’t have to be Ballet.  This could be a music recital or a chick flick or some foo foo chick shit like that... like shopping.  How you deal with this is personal… but you have to find your happy place.  Things like imagining all the dancers are naked… or wearing clown suits… that might help.  This is all about patience and tolerance here… this is the endurance test.  I like to do the naked thing if there are hot chicks on the stage.  Have several sexual fantasies about one or more of the dancers… with your own chick of course because you are loyal to her, you know...  Or I will imagine that long curvy stretch of road and image you riding it on a motorcycle… this works good too.  Think about the shifting and the leaning… think about the engine revs.  Write a book in your head.  Whatever your happy place is, go there.  Stay there.  The trick is to pass the quizzes.  She will ask something like “What did you think?”  Answer with something like “Indescribable” or “unbelievable”.  Act like you appreciated it, but don’t act like you enjoyed it too much or you will risk having to do it again.  
7. PICK OUT A CHICK GIFT.  This is crucial so pay close attention here or you can get your dick cut off.  Remember Lorraina Bobbit?  She took some scissors to her man’s junk because he couldn’t pick out a gift – so be warned!  Clothes… are right out.  Forget about it.  If you get the wrong sizes you are screwed.  If you get a size too big, say good bye your package.  If you get a size too small, she will be crying and you will have to use your tool all on your own because she wont touch it.  Even if you get the size right on the money – let’s not got there.  Clothes are just out.  Shoes are clothes, so don’t worry about them either.  Anything that you keep in the kitchen is a strict no-no.  Just think of it like this… any kitchen thing you buy her – that’s what she will use on you while you are asleep.  Two things to look for… Shiny and or Sparkly.  Rings have sizes, but not Earrings.  They have no sizes so you can’t go wrong with them.  Bracelets and necklaces… both are good to go.  These can be spendy, so you might have to save up a bit or do what I did and that was *sit down for this* sell a gun.    Now, there are a lot of other things that will work.  Music CD’s and books… or if your chick is really cool, a gun.  Just say something nice with it like “Thought you might like this” or “Your special to me and I want you protected”.  Just don’t even try to get her the gun that she knows you were wanting because she will be able to see right through that BS like RADAR through a fog.  All these other things can get complicated and may have required you to have been actually listening when she was yammering while you were trying to watch a movie or something…. So when in doubt, pick something out from under a glass case that is shiny. 
8. COOK A MEAL.    If it’s just you, there are only 4 things to know.  Bowl. Cereal. Milk. Spoon. Done.  If you want to cook for your girl, then it gets more complicated.  Char some meat so it’s not bleeding any more, put some salad on the plate with the meat.  Uh… that’s about it.  She will think you wonderful for cooking for her and after that gift you gave her – you are set my man!
9. DEAL WITH KIDS.  Trust me with this one, kids can be either really easy or they can be pure 7^th level hell.  The key is to get them out of the house.  If they are home, they can destroy it when there are no chicks around.  Because if you are out there working on something important, like changing your oil, and you leave the kids inside alone… heaven help you.  Mc Donald’s is KID HEAVEN.  They also have newspapers to read for you and this is good.  Order up some happy meals, put them on a table in the Play Place and let them do there thing.  You read the paper.  This will work for like a whole hour.  You return home with happy, fed kids who are tired and ready for bed… you are the hero.  And if you did Thing 7 and thing 8 together – you’re getting some lovins tonight!   If the McD’s doesn’t have a play place… don’t panic.  Little Caesar’s Pizza has the 1 Large for 5 bucks… get a pizza and take the kids to a park.  Here you are good for up to 2 hours maybe.   Just make sure the park has a “potty” or the trip will only be 5 minutes.     The best thing to do with kids is let them do their own thing… parks are perfect for that.  Bring a paper or a gun magazine or something like that, and you are set. 
10. CAMP.  Every guy knows how to camp.  If you don’t know how, I can’t teach you know.  Get a Boy Scout Manual and start reading it you city slicking bastard.  The most important things about camping are food, shelter, and Cold Ones.  Fire is optional.  First thing to do is set up the tent and lay out your sleeping bag.  With that done… you can start on your Cold Ones.  Then uh… eat some food.  Then drink Cold Ones until you are sleepy.  When you wake up, pack everything up, drink the rest of your Cold Ones, and then go hit an IHOP.  Repeat daily until the camping trip is over.    That’s about it.   Camping can be great fun.  If you can’t go camping… you can always just change the oil in your truck.

TEN THINGS EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW HOW TO DO:

1. LEAVE THE SEAT UP.
2. Er… That’s about it, really.  You guys are great.  Thanks for reading.  Love you!

Morning:  Email from Horde Commander Kupari: “Hey Ogre! John "fifty cents a gallon gas tax" and "no oil drilling in Alaska" Kerry is complaining about high gas prices on TV right now.  What a fucking joke.  Somebody needs to pie him in the face, because he's a fucking clown.”  I was about to say "Your shitting me" but then I realized that this doesn't surprise me at all.  You’re absolutely right... He should dye his hair orange.  This guy is as fruity as a nut cake.  I’m just amazed he isn’t saying that we need the 50 cents a gallon tax increase right now, because that would prompt more conservation and move people away from these big scary SUVs.   The scary thing is that there are so many people that would be agreeing with Kerry on that!  Kerry isn’t just a clown… he is flat out dangerous to the American way of life, the public, the nation as a whole.  I consider him to be an enemy of the state that must be defeated.  I just can’t see him actually winning… but I can see that so many people out there who will vote for him just to vote against Bush.  The “I Hate Bush” movement is what is giving Kerry what backing he has.  He can’t get anyone to agree to run with him because they all know he is such a loser… but he COULD win.  This thought frightens me.  I’d rather put Al Sharpton into the Whitehouse… Hell, I’d rather put Chris Tucker into the Whitehouse!  If I have to pick a Democrat to put into office – Zell Miller, hands down.  Of course he is more conservative than half the Republicans on the hill.   Kerry is… man… I just can’t describe what he truly is.  But I can say what he would be best suited for.  Crab food at the bottom of the ocean… because that fucker cant run a business, cant own a real vehicle that burns gasoline, can’t manage resources, can’t use taxes rationally, can’t support the military, isn’t loyal to the troops, can’t flip a pancake, and he can’t even ate a damn cheesesteak.  He has no connection to America at all other than his passport.  Fuck Kerry… Send him to France and let him run for President over there.  He can be driven around in his Le Car and sip coffee from tiny cups and spit at the USA all he wants over there.  Look at his big idea on helping gas prices… Releasing strategic reserves.  Nice.  Yeah, I am sure that 2 cents a gallon relief is really going to help!  Kerry, you are an idiot and deserve to be spit upon by anyone who sees you.  I think the Botox has gotten to his brain.

Since when does EVERYTHING in America have to involve the President of the United States?  Where in the Constitution does it say that consumer markets are regulated by the President?  Is that in the Oath of Office?  “I the President of the United States promise that I’ll make sure all Americans get a good deal!”  WTF is up with that?  Hey Kerry, the light bulb in my bathroom just burned out last night.  Not your normal bulbs but the harder to find half sized bulbs… these are more expensive.  Shouldn’t they be cheaper or something?  Do something about that, Will you?   This “Chicken In Every Pot” thing is way out of hand.

File this one under “Let’s Hope Not”.  That old bastard deserves to die painfully and in a compromising position… like a massive coronary while sitting on the toilet.  

Nice S&W.  Why is life so cheap on the other side of the Globe? 

Fucking Waaa… Only 25,000?  Let’s see… that’s exactly 25,000 more people that are employed thanks to the US of A instead of 25,000 more people found buried in the fucking sand.  They should be grateful they have jobs.  25,000 people… that’s the population of an entire city!  Only 25 thousand?  Judas priest… these asshats have no concept of reality.  And it’s not just “Reconstruction” anymore either.  It’s building new shit too.  Like schools and hospitals… wiring places for electricity and plumbing that never had it before – ever.  The US, during the war, was very careful not to blow everything up.  We were selective.  Nailed a lot of Saddam’s palaces, sure.  We should turn them into Motel 6’s or clinics or something useful.   

May 17th, Monday, 2004:  1600hrs:So some idiots in Seattle put some bags over the heads of some statues to protest Iraqi prisoner abuse.  That’s fine.  They have every right to do that.  But how about we just take the heads of the statues next to protest the fucking terrorists who are murdering our people?   Asshats.   

We just found another chemical shell.  This is not surprising to me at all.  Of course we are not finding them in warehouses, but waiting to be used against us.  This was expected.

Note to Michael Moore:  Try some fruit or a salad once in awhile.  I mean… damn!  Wait, no scratch that.  You need to be hitting McDonalds regularly.  I suggest starting out with 6 Big Macs and a few of those McFish sandwiches… and don’t be skimping on your super sized fries either!  Remember, big is beautiful!  Live Large Mr. Moore!  And then please try this wafer thin meat, Sir! It’s just wafer thin!  I'm just wondering, where the fuck did you get enough fabric to sew a suit together?  (Side note:  I was going to Photoshop Moore’s picture at Cannes with the image of the fat barfing, exploding guy from Monty python.  Moore’s head on that guy’s body… or vise versa... but I have found Moore to be so disgusting that any alteration would just be completely redundant)   

1000hrs:  Best new handgun idea in some time.  I love it.  I would buy one for me, and one for Mrs. Ogre.  .357 SIG would be a good caliber I would think.  Beretta quality and reliability, with the added punch and reliability of the .357… that would make for a wonderful CCW package.   I’d sell all my non-Beretta guns save one to buy these.  Seriously.   Of course, when it comes to Beretta handguns I get weak in the knees.    

Torque vs. Horse Power.  This argument has been going around in a discussion I have been in.  “For performance driving, which do you want?”  You want torque.  Torque gives you pretty much everything you want for driving rapidly… like acceleration.  HP will give you the top end flat out speed… but rarely do you run at the top end.  For example, watch this video.  Both vehicles are very different.  One is small and light and has little torque… one is big and heavy but has loads of torque.  

Oh no… This can’t be true.  There are no WMD’s in Iraq!   Email from Horde Commander Bob:  “Well the spin has already started...........  After the  initial report of Sarin gas this morning I checked MSNBC, CNN and FOX news for "details & Analysis".  MSNBC quickly got David Kay on the phone from Maryland to point out that it really doesn't mean that there are stockpiles (goodness no) of WMDs......And of course the BIG DISCUSSION was whether or not this would HELP BUSH, not whether or not it validated previous informatikon.  CNN couldn't get their "expert" to say that no matter how they phrased the questions.....oops.  FOX as expected, let their expert remind us of previous reports of WMDs being shipped to the Bekaa valley.  Drudge only carried a small line about the gas while headlining a picture of John F'n Kerry's daughter and her see thru blouse in Cannes.....Well done Matt.  Of course we alll know that there really couldn't be any Sarin gas in Iraq because Saddam, France, Germany and Russia all said that Iraq destroyed all of those weapons before 1991.”  The left wastes no time, does it?  Kerry’s daughter… good grief… she is no Paris Hilton is she?  That right there is what you call horse face. 

Remember the Da Vinci Code?  Farkers are having some fun with clues in other paintings.  Lots of images… takes a bit to load, but it’s worth the chuckles.

A grand for some damn eggs?  You gotta be shitting me.  They mix some chicken eggs with some fish eggs and charge a thousand dollars for it?  No one has ordered it yet, but I suspect that the first one who does gets a free t-shirt that says “I’m a fucking moron”.  The hotel says “it tastes really good”… geeze… well for a grand it better taste so good it gives me multiple orgasms!  No, sorry… no food is worth that much jingle.  I bet Kerry and his horse faced daughter would order it up.  She could use a couple eggs cause so far, that’s all she’s got.  If you think she is good looking... please... seek help.  *shudder*  She makes Anne Hesh look good.

Oh yeah… this will help Air America Radio.  Cause we all know that’s what helped Rush.  Oh shit… I just had a mental picture of Rush in a thong.  Where is the brain soap?  No, you would have to be a liberal chick to get one of those… like Kerry’s daughter… D’OH!  I just feel icky now.  I need a shower.

This email comes from a .de address:  “I do not know how many countries you have on you side But what I know is that you have in every country on the planet people like myself Who have been on your side since day one and will remain so come hell or high-water Who actually have come to consider themselves " American " first and anything else a distant second So remember that you are not alone. – Pierre”   Thank you for this email Pierre.  I do recognize that there are good people in other countries that are on our side… And I am grateful for it. 

Another email from over seas… this one from our man in Norway:  “Hi MadOgre!  Should you decide to take a trip to Europe, give me a hint and I will gladly help you and your family to a nice stay in Norway!  A few weeks ago I come home from the high north, Svalbard. Our work up there I cannot reveal officially, due too a contract I signed. Let me put it this way, walt disney would not make a film about what I was doing. We were not able too do much work anyhow, cause it was an arctic storm raging for 14 days, so we were for the most time stuck in a small cabin, occasionally able to go out for scouting when the weather took a rest.  One morning we woke up finding this fellow staring in the window (pic 1). He or she had eaten the seats of our snowmobiles, and generally messing around. It was an interesting incident, so we gave him a little time so we could take photos. But sooner or later we had too chase him away. We waited until the bear went around the corner of the hut, went out with a signal gun and some small Flash Bangs. I handled the signal gun, while my buddy had his .44 at the ready. When we went out the door the bear had turned back, and I fired the signal gun at him at nearly point-blank range. He then turned away, and we could see a black stripe, from the bullet/rocket (or whatever you call the stuff they put in a signal-shell), running along the polar bears side. Polar bears are mostly wary cowardly animals, so if you are confident in your behavior towards them, they will rarely attack. But you should MOST DEFINETELY be prepared for it. Last year, before I acquired my .44 i had to backtrack 5 kilometers to retrieve something that had fallen off my snow mobile. I was a little stressed by that, and forgot that my rifle was strapped down on my buddy’s sledge, and when that fact come to my mind I did feel kind of scared . If the snowmobile should break down and I had too walk back to where the other fellow waited, things could go ugly. It was a good feeling having a S&W 629 on my hip this year! Had a little problem finding an appropriate holster for it, ended up with a open sidekicker holster, which turned out to work much better than what I expected.  Regards STIG:)” Have you guys seen Jurassic Park? Remember that scene where the Raptor is looking through the window?  Well, Stig has this photo of a polar bear peaking in his cabin looking for Scooby Snacks.  *shudder*  And our man runs out and tags it with a flare gun to scare it away!  LOL!  Stig, you have the biggest balls on the planet!  

May 16th, Sunday, 2100hrs-ish: Some very good news!  The Little Trooper is on the mend!  Last couple days we have noticed some twitching in the little guy’s right eyebrow.  Today it has been showing some good signs of movement.  Not a full lift with the other one, but it is moving so we know that the nerves are regenerating and wiring themselves in!   Thank you so much for all of your support and love and prayers!

I’ve always loved Moto Guzzi motorcycles… they are so awesome.  Well, they have really outdone themselves with the newest offering, the Corsa.  Here is a bigger picture.  THAT, my friends is not just a motorcycle, but a work of art in the tradition of all fine Italian sculpture.  Blow up that big image of the bike and just study the lines for a moment.  You can just visualize the air flow around it and how the bike penetrates it and uses it… it is almost sexual.   Look at the contours of the tank and how the rider fits on the bike… Look how there is nothing to scrape the pavement if you lean it over through a tight, fast curve.  With 122 horse power, you can take the curves very fast indeed.  My gosh… that bike is truly inspiring.  My first thought of it when I saw a picture from a side angle was that it looked like a stinging insect in need a swatting… But from this three quarter angle image I can see that it is a wicked thing in need of a spanking and it tempts one to be rather naughty with it.  Even though I don’t smoke I’m afraid after 15 minutes on one of these, I would need a cigarette. 

I’m really not impressed with other sport bikes… the common Crotch Rockets that you see all over the place.  I like the “Naked” bikes… the ones without the fairings… the Café Racers.  I also like choppers.  Really I am surprised that the bike I am lusting for is a Dual Sport bike, the KLR 650.  It’s different from my other bikes.  But the KLR would let me do things the other bikes that I want eventually would never let me do… really explore places.  Not all the world is black-topped and thank heavens for it.  I’m not going to be trying to compete in any motor cross or anything so off road “Performance” isn’t required.  I just want to be able to ride off the roads from time to time.  Much like there is no “PERFECT” gun that can do everything the best, there is no perfect bike either.  But the KLR is a multi-role fighter that can tackle most tasks and that’s what I am looking for. 

Thank you for the suggestions for everything from boots to brain buckets… I’ll hold off on those decisions until I can actually afford to pay the ticket.  As for the bike – that decision is made.  Don’t bother trying to talk me out of it.  Little bit tired of the KTM suggestions.  I am sure they are tits up the best dirt bike out there – but dirt isn’t what I am after.  I want the two wheeled version of an SUV… the Motorcycle equivalent of an F-18... and one that I can afford.  Yes, the Triumph Tiger is cool, and I do love the BMW’s... but the KLR is one that is doable if I can find the right one used.

What do you do when your kid just asks for both a cell phone and a laptop at the same time?  He’s not even a TEEN yet!   Judas.   I want to take this time to thank my Mother and my Father for putting up with all my shit when I was a teenager.  I was no easy case to deal with…  Racing around with girls and cars and bikes and… well… I better stop… they still don’t know everything.  *ahem*

Beretta guns… Love them!

Noonish:  Here is something interesting about North Korea.  It seems that there were some Syrian “technicians” and “Equipment” that were on that train when it blew up.  We lament the fact that Kim Jong wasn’t near the train, or on it… *sigh* that would have been too good.  I know that all of us have wondered just what was on that train to create such a powerful blast.  Just a load of fertilizer?  I was under the impression that had you to treat the fertilizer with another agent (like fuel) to make it explosive.  If that was the case, then who soaking the stuff with diesel fuel and why?    Was it the Syrians?  It seems that Syria is doing its very best to become the new Libya.  What I want to know is what are we doing about it now.  Are we infiltrating covert ops people in there… are we inserting intelligence agents into there?  If not, why not?  If this war on terror means anything at all… then we have to kick Syria really hard, right in the nuts.  We watched as truckloads of WMDs convoyed into Syria. (Don’t even argue that, we all watched it happen live on CNN.  Sure, we don’t know specifically what was on those trucks… but I doubt it was milk powder considering how fast the drivers were racing. Hell, the Winston Cup were wanting to sponsor it!) 

And while I am blasting Syria let me not forget the biggest major player in world terrorism – Saudi Arabia.  But stop the tanks… Saudi?  Home of the font of all oil that is Opec.  The world spins as it does lubricated by the oil that comes out of Saudi and or is controlled by the Saudi’s.  This makes the situation even more difficult. 

Thanks to P.B.C. (President Bill Clinton), and the Liberal Posse our forces are unarmored, out of ammunition, and are stretched “like butter scraped over too much bread”.  With such a heavy commitment of US forces in Iraq and in Afghanistan we can’t make any major moves on anyone else.  We have forces ready to deploy in other areas – and we could – but that would leave us wide open and would be unwise.  Hell, we are running out of bullets as it is already… and I doubt Rockola, IBM and Singer will be gearing up to make rifles and shit any time soon.  I doubt Buick will convert the SUV line over to bomber production.  (like these companies did in WWII)

This war on terror is a complicated and expensive venture.  But is it worth it?  You damn well bet it is.  However at the same time I am starting to lean more and more to select isolationalism.  We have certain friends around the world… A few select countries… Thirty three of them.  Oh wait, Spain turned traitor on us, thirty two.  Pretty much I would be willing to pull out off all international affairs save for protecting our friends in these countries… and just let the rest of the planet rot.  Tap our own oil resources that the Liberals have been protecting for no good reason and give Saudi Arabia the finger.  (preferably one painted on a MOAB)  If the rest of the world hates America so much – then they obviously do not need our money, or food, or technical assistance, or any humanitarian efforts.  If they hate is, then they hate our help too. 

I just watched a movie called “Beyond Borders” about some people doing international aid work.  You know, God bless those people that really do that.  This might make one believe that we should really reach out and help…  Especially in Africa where the suffering is unbelievable.    The image of a starved and skeletal baby, just barely alive, sitting face to face with a vulture is truly disturbing.  But our aide efforts contribute to the corruption that put these people in these situations.  It empowers the evil men.  Every time we feed someone a meal, we make sure they stay hungry for another year.  We can’t feed everyone.  I think pulling out all efforts no matter how small, would force these corrupt leaders to do something.  Of course they wont – not until millions and millions of people died… people who would be dying already regardless of our stop-gap efforts.  If the world hates America – let them hate us from a distance.  We don’t need to be over there giving vitamin shots and immunizations to the kids that are going to be taking knives to the throats of Americans.

“Yeah, Ogre, I agree that the videos should not be viewed...  because I watched them. The berg video quality is pretty bad, so I've seen more objectionable stuff before. The thing is, the website I was at showed two videos of Russians getting their heads sawed off, one of which was a crystal clear close-up.  Like you said, I instantly wished I could unwatch those. Awful... just awful. At first I was just disgusted with the (I assume) Chechen’s or whomever it was that was doing this. Then I recalled that the ruskies were not so kind to the Chechens either. Who the hell knows who started this shit. I'd just like to be able to selectively remove any of these sorts of people, instantly, with no pain, no torture, no retribution, no bullshit, just gone from the face of the earth.  But then... if someone raped and murdered members of my family, I'd be tempted to saw their heads off too. And so it goes, on and on, because, surely, then my neck would be in the crosshairs of someone else's blade. And now, all I'm left with is a bad taste in my mouth and serious questions about whether or not I should have brought children into this world. Damn, damn, damn.   

And just yesterday, I was very happy, watching my son run around in his superman jammies and my new baby daughter barfing all over my shirt. Today, my wife wonders why I'm "so melancholy".

One thing, the US military personnel should see this shit, to know who they're up against now. Whatever the situation over there, fight to the death. - Ben” 

I’ve seen that Chechen video too.  Horrible.  Absofuckinglutly horrible.  People (mainly with little actual historical knowledge) make lots of references to the Nazis as the ultimate evil.  Oh, they were evil bastards to be sure… but the Nazis didn’t do what these terrorists do.  The Nazis, by just shooting and gassing were HUMAIN by comparison to these evil radical Islamic terrorists (and the Chechens that did that video) are doing.

If there is any indication that we should return to pre-world war two isolationism – this is it.  If we can’t Be Americans over seas – then there shouldn’t Be Americans over seas.  And along with that, there shouldn’t be American Dollars over there either.  No American corporate “Official Sponsors” either.  Let Peugeot and them sponsor it all. 

I have friends over there… Even one of the Horde, Tasos is right there in Athens.  But here is the thing… He can come over here and be proud to be Greek and I would be just as proud to host his visit here to the US and everyone he would meet would have no problem with him being Greek.  But if I was to go over there – I could not be the Proud American. I would be (even though I am as good looking as a Greek God) an Ugly American.  There is a huge difference there that I would rather see leveled out.  I, as an American, should be just as welcome in Greece during The Games as anyone else would be coming to the USA any other time.  I have nothing against Greece; I am just using it as an example.  If I had a dollar for every hour I spend studying Greece and it’s history and it’s mythology and it’s art… I’d have enough to pay cash for a new KLR650 and a matching helmet!  

This “play it cool” at The Games is so asinine… We don’t tell people to tone down their own patriotism when they come here.  We welcome it.  Having true national pride is a rare thing, and I happy for the person who has it regardless of whatever country that is… If you are a proud South African or Frenchman, or German, or Russian – bully for you!  Wave your flag all you want.  But do NOT tell me that I can’t wave mine.  That would probably result in a very sudden application of focused extreme and brief violence.  Call me the ugly American all you want…  Sticks and Stones… but don’t tell me I can’t be American in your country.  

This reminds me…  This movie “Troy”.  I’ve not seen it yet, but I want to very much and will as soon as possible.  

I hope one day to visit Greece and to tour the whole joint on a motorcycle… Along with Italy and the Czech Republic and other places… Maybe go look at polar bears up in Norway too, but I dislike the cold…   Of course, this bike tour would be after I tour my own USA some more.  I’ve been to a great deal of it… just not in the New England states.  I’ve not had any desire to do so.  But maybe I will.  Who knows.

Mrs. Ogre competed in a huge dance competition… doing some Jazzy hip-hop sort of dance to the tune of the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s Higher Ground.  (this is what we were going to go out to see) Evidently she smoked the competition and won it with almost perfect scores across the board.   She danced the shit of it and I am proud of her for it.  When I first met her, she was a dedicated ballet dancer… long red hair, a body that would make a priest want to kick in a stained glass window, and an unnatural grace to the way she moved.  After five kids, she is now getting back into her dancing shape again.  Evidently her skills have not rusted.  She is nuts with the dieting thing now and an exercise program called Pilates (sounds Greek, doesn’t it?) that she does morning and night.  In just a few months she has dropped several sizes and is now going to have to get new clothes.  All her old clothes that she can now where again are out of date by a decade.  Unless she wants to start listening to Cindy Lauper, Duran Duran, and Depeche Mode… *shudder* she is going to need a new wardrobe soon.  I would be happy to go shopping in this occasion.    

May 14th, Friday, 2004:  1900hrs:  Well that was the shortest trip ever.  Made it out of town started heading to Roosevelt which is about 30 minutes away… got about half way there and the oil pressure gauge tanked.  I was thinking it was just the gauge… but all the sudden the engine didn’t feel so good.  I put in two quarts of Mobil 1 but it’s still not right.  It’s not the oil level, and it’s not the gauge.  I think it’s the pump.  So on top of this, I have a house full of weeping little boys, and I am going to have a pissed off wife when at about 10 PM she realizes I’m not making it out there.  She went with her Mom out early due to the dance competition there and I have no idea what the cell phone number is to reach her.  So I’m now stuck in this fucking desert island place, kids wailing like I just shot the dog, and I’m pissed off all to hell.   Damn it.  Damn it Damn it Damn it.   I hate this.  I’ll probably be able to fix this… but not tonight… not even tomorrow.  Fuck.

Email from Mass:  “Your post on soldiers and sex made the common statement about Priests being celibate. For what may be worth the word celibate does not mean chaste, it simply means unmarried, nothing more, nothing less.  Seth from Massachusetts”  Interesting… and here I thought chaste meant no premarital sex or adultery.  Not that it matters… that wasn’t the point.

Let’s see… to make a house full of kids happy...  Oh, and to top it all off… the rabbit… ran outside and disappeared.  What a day.  I tell you… God must be smiling on me today!  Geeze and I didn't even look at a "boobies" link on Fark.com.  How depressing.

Noon:  Just a quick note on the Berg video.  It’s around a couple places on the net… No, don’t even ask, I’m not giving links.  I’m not going to watch it.  I watched the same thing last year with the Daniel Pearl video.  That’s one video I wish I could unwatch.  It’s one of the most horrible things I’ve ever seen… I don’t need to see the sequel to know that these terrorists are absolutely horrible, monstrous people.  These people… they deserve nothing less than our absolute best effort in destroying them.

Soldier Sex.  Amazing that it is now considered wrong for soldiers to have sex, but it is okay and none of our business if the Commander and Chief has sex in the Oval Office. 

Can we grow up here for a second – people have sex.  People have a lot of sex.  People fuck like bunnies anytime any two people agree to it.  People have been doing it (sorry) since the beginning of time.  

The fact that you use the term “US SOLDIER” instead of “PEOPLE” to describe the participants changes nothing.  When a person becomes a soldier, he swears an oath to defend the nation… there is nothing in there about swearing off sex.  Catholic Priests are supposed to swear celibacy, (I think, that may have been changed in the last few years) but I think it is completely asinine to expect soldiers to not have any. 

Soldiers live a different life… everything for them is totally different.  You cram a whole lifetime into a few years when you are a soldier…  Funny how these people criticizing these soldiers for having the sex are the same people that used to chant “Make Love Not War”.   One would think that these suit wearing ex-hippies would be happy that the troops are sexing it up instead of killing people.   

1030hrs MST:  No posting or email response for a couple days.  We are taking a very small family vacation to “Lagoon”.  It’s an amusement park of sorts north of SLC.  This is why I had to get the Bronco seaworthy.  It is, and we are ready to go.  Just waiting for the boys to come home from school and then we will head out.  To be honest, I’m not looking forward to this at all.  There are so many other things I’d rather do with the family than blow an assload of savings at a big fucking amusement park.  *sigh* Should be back Sunday night or Monday morning or something like that.   

Aaarrgghh… There is a KLR 650 for sale in Memphis for 1200 OBO.  I could take a bus out there, and ride the bike back… I could even have the funds in about a week too.  Unfortunately I can’t take the week’s time to actually go get the bike.  Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn.  Just as well… Even if the bike could make the trip from Memphis back here to Utah, I can’t.  Not yet.  I’ve no good boots, no helmet, and no proper jacket.  These are things I firmly believe in if you are going to be riding a motorcycle.   Damn Damn Damn Damn Damnitall.  Oh well… there will be others available.  Kawasaki did not make just one.  I’ve got to get a new helmet too… I like the full face protection that street bike helmets offer.  I know some cats on these things where dirtbike helmets, and maybe that is the ticket for the KLR, but I’ve never had one, and a lot of my riding will be long distance freeway.  I’d be about 75% street 25% off road with most of that street being at 75MPH heading for the horizon.  I’m out in the middle of nowhere so if I want to get anywhere, it’s a long way away.  Some of these new helmet designs are really incredible… more air intakes than an F-18.  And here I thought a helmet was a helmet.  At least it was when I bought my last one.   One of these days… I’ll have my bike… Oh yes, one of these days…

GunBroker.com Bullshit again:  “Mr. Ogre,  I found your comments about GunBroker.com and had a similar experience,  I purchased a item listed as Very Good, the item I got was low Fair/Poor.  I filled out all the E mails and sent the forms snail-mail  GunBroker.com sent me a automatic E Mail reply and that was it  NOTHING.  They advertised Fraud Ins. up to $500.  But really they have nothing  It has been since Oct. 03.  Thanks  Earl”  Again, let this serve as a reminder… DO NOT USE GUNBROKER.COM.  They never do shit about any fraudulent sellers.  Every fraud case I’ve ever been aware of always ends up the same… the buyer is screwed and the seller gets to keep selling.  AuctionArms.com or any of the others is better than GunBroker.com  I had a good fraud case against a seller, with all the documentation including statements from the Maker (CZ) and the importer (CZUSA) that the gun in question (Rami) wasn’t imported yet because they didn’t even have the green light yet from the ATF!  Yet this seller said he had them “In Stock”.  The seller is still there… and still ripping people off left and right with half truths and outright lies.   I’m not going to mention the specific seller… there is no point.  But I am telling you guys, GUNBROKER.COM is the party to avoid because this isn’t just one seller… it’s a whole network of thieves and the site is protecting and encouraging them.  This is sad because when they started out they did so with the best intentions… oh well… fuck’em.

May 13th, Thursday, 2004:  1500hrs: News is flying all over the place about Air America Radio.  They have closed two sales offices, one in LA and one in Chicago.  Pretty much this means that Air America is down and out for the count in those regions.  What I find particularly interesting is that these two areas should have been AA’s strongest markets.  The biggest fans.  The deepest pockets.  I mean LA?  Come on!  That’s HOLLYWOOD!  You have any idea how many rich bastard liberals are in that town?  Any one of them, or any “concerned group” of them could have bailed out AA and bankrolled them for the next 100 years.  But they didn’t.  They didn’t care.  Why is that?  Probably because AA is so retarded even the likes of Barbara Streisand and Alec Baldwin rejected them.  That must hurt… that must cut deep to the bone right there.  I am surprised that AA hasn’t pulled a stunt like putting Mike Moore on the air.  But really, would that help them or hurt them?  The Liberal Left is so far distanced from the main stream that even their own are rejecting them.   Weapons Expert Janeane Garafalo and Comedian Extraordinaire  Al Franken are at this point pretty much shunned and ignored by those on their own side of the political spectrum.   If these idiots can’t even get a pass from their own core… how the hell are they going to survive at all?  No one wants them… if it wasn’t for the 30 million that they have to pat themselves on the back with and to PAY stations to carry them – they wouldn’t have a thing.  It’s kinda funny because normally stations have to pay for the shows they air.  These guys are doing the opposite, because no one would carry them otherwise… because no one wants them.  As soon as they are out of cash, they are going to be out of business.  And good riddance… I’ve listened to them a few times, and the ignorance that they spew is revolting and shocking.  I don’t know if they are actually communists… because I have a gut feeling that if they could, they would be fascists in a heart beat.  Diversity to them isn’t a goal or even a true belief… it’s a weapon for them.  Good will towards man?  Open Minded?  Peace and Beads?  None of that is true with these guys… sure they hold up that image for the world to get some sympathy, but it’s just a mask.  And underneath that mask is something truly nasty.  They can’t show that face, they can’t show who they really are, because if they did, they would be hunted down and flogged like Iraqi War Prisoners.    I find the name that they chose to wrap them selves up in to be truly offensive.  “Air America” as if these guys are the true American spirit.  We should sue the shit out of them just for the name.  They hate America.  I’ve hear them say things like “the square states”, and “the fly over as fast as you can states” and the “stupid red states”.  So basically if you don’t live in a big city, they just flat out hate you.  The truth of the matter is that when you get out of the big cities… you get into the REAL America.  The good folks that live in big cities are under siege constantly by these asshats and they have my best wishes.  I can’t do that anymore myself.  I would flip out and started rolling over all the Saabs and Volvos and Hybrid cars with my Bronco… I wouldn’t be able to stand it.  These big cities.  We should show them the power of the real America.  Considering all the food gets to them for the places that they don’t like… Let’s just not ship anything to them for a week.  No milk, no bread, no veggies, no meat… nothing.  Just for one week.  They wont die from it – they have all those Low Carb Energy Bars to eat.  But they will get the message.  Stop Fucking With Us or Else.   Have you heard about this new Act they are trying to pull?  All the places that we hunt and fish in… becomes some new special category of  public use lands and firearms are strictly verboten.  I don’t remember which act or bill it is… but when I read it I was pissed of to the Nth degree.  So in case some city-fucker wants to wear his Eddie Bauer boots and walk on fallen leaves, they take all the land for themselves, places where people have been hunting for hundreds of years… where Dads teach their kids how to shoot… all of that… gone.  All of that history.  All so the City Fuckers can feel safe and hike in peace and harmony.    Never mind that the deer will be over populating like mad and starving to death and killing more people in cars… and Cougars will be jumping on more people and ripping out more throats… As long as they don’t have to see a rifle rack in the back of a truck.

Speaking of Cougars… Ran out of Cat Food and our family cat Koda was getting really hungry.  Out the back window was a quail.  A big one too.  Like a small chicken.  CCI CB out of a 20 inch Remington 514 put the quail into a thrashing fit that caught Koda’s undivided attention.  Our friendly and loveable little kittie didn’t just turn in to a panther all the sudden… no… he turned into a damn Xenomorph and ripped that bird to SHREADS.  He is a happy happy cat right now… on the back porch with bloated tummy and legs sprawled to the four corners.  Kinda like how I felt after Christmas feasting.  It was all nature… Wild Kingdom right there when the feathers where flying and blood squirting.  But that’s a cat for you.  They are predators. 

I’ve had about a 50-50 split on the emails about Militec-1.  Half the people agree with me and the other half are devout fans of Militec-1.  They are saying it protects just fine.  Take a good hard look at this.  The CLP did pretty damn good… Eezox did the best, that plate still looks new.  FP-10 was disappoint… but the militec-1 did nothing.  The Militec-1 with heat, holy cow… It gave the metal cancer!  Hey, use what you like… If you still have a hard on for Militec-1 after what I’ve said and after that picture… then nothing is going to convince you otherwise, so I am done talking about it to you.  Now if you are like one the Horde who used to use it, have seen the light, and want something better… well then by all means use something different.  I like FP-10 as a lubricant… but I want something that is going to protect and help clean too.  MPro-7 is a decent lube and cleaner, but not a protectant.  This is why I like Breakfree CLP and now CorrosionX.  This Eezox stuff, I’ve not tested.  But if it lubes and helps clean as good as it protects… wow.  CorrosionX is what’s on and in all my guns right now.  It’s on my Bronco and my Jeep.  So far, it’s the only product that I have found that actually does what it says it’s supposed to do, and does everything right.  It’s a bit more than some of the other stuff out there, but I think it’s well worth it.  That’s all I’m giving you here… my opinion.  I don’t work for CorrosionX or the Breakfree people… I don’t have a stake in them or what you use.  Use what you like.

May 12th, Wed, 2004:  Noon: I really hate Militec-1.  Seriously, I really do.  That junk has to be the biggest “emperors new clothes” on the gun market since the… since nothing.  I can’t think of another thing out there that has pulled the wool of the eyes of people who are normally very logical and rational.  It’s a poor lube and it offers no protection from corrosion… yet so many people go ga-ga over it like it was the greatest stuff on the planet for a gun.  You know, I could defecate onto a gun and it would give better corrosion protection and lubrication than Militec-1.  With just the most minimal amount of actual testing you find that Militec-1 is out classed by almost everything… WD-40 works better… PB Blaster works better… 3 in 1 oil works better… hell, even a bar of hand soap works better!  Yet so many shooters out there fall all over themselves to defend and support Militec-1.  I can’t even think of a single application where that shit could be considered the product of choice.  Here is a discussion on the subject over at SIG Forums.  The thread is all about how great this shit is, and I am the first one to say “no it isn’t” and the response is an immediate attempted to discredit me by calling me a troll.  Excuse me, but I am not a troll.  I’m an Ogre.  Some of the arguments supporting Militec-1 are completely laughable as they are against all logic.  But this blind following that this shit has is disconcerting and what started out as a “I don’t like it” has turned into an “I hate it” situation now.  Is there like crack in Militec-1 that causes such a dependency?  Oh, here is the thread.  Breakfree CLP, Firepower FP-10, CorrosionX… all are so much better that it isn’t even funny.   These guys need to stop drinking the Kool-Aid and seriously look at what they are using in their weapons.  If any of the Horde is using that shit – STOP IT!  Use whatever you like, but PLEASE, use something better than Militec, because there is no reason to use it at all when almost anything else is better.  Here is the thing, some people will put the Militec-1 on there gun and they think it feels good.  Want to know why? Its because the shit is thick.  The thick oil feels slicker at first because it get in between the metal surfaces and acts as a barrier.  Well after a short period of time the oil gets out and all you have left is what is coating the surface of the metal its self.  When that happens you are out to dry with Militec-1.  You want a lube that is actually slick and not just thick.  Thick oil is what guys put into oil treatment additives… you hear some valve sounds with your 10-20 oil so you but in some treatment that is really just 20-50 and it sounds better and you think it’s better but really all it’s doing is what thick oil does.  It’s not really any slicker.  Of course this isn’t even the case with Militec-1 because it’s not even really a Lubricant.  They call it a “Metal Conditioner” and I am still trying to figure out what the hell that is supposed to mean.  The military still uses Breakfree for weapons of all sorts.  If you want something the military uses, get that.   Civilians in this case have more options and in this case there are things a little better… FP-10 is slicker… CorrosionX is better at protection (while being just as slick) and at cleaning.  If you save a cap full of motor oil or tranny fluid in a dropper to use on your gun for almost for free, that is better than Militec-1, why the hell would you spend money on that shit?  I don’t get it.  I really don’t.  BTW, I have a small bottle with a dropper that was for some medicine… I cleaned it out and it now serves as a Mobil 1 oil dispenser for when and where I need it.  Doesn’t cost anything as the product was used for something else and expensed out that way…  Anyways.  I’m just spinning wheels now.  I’ve expressed my feelings, so there you have it.  CorrosionX is my oil of choice now for my guns.  I have also used it on my Jeep and my Bronco under the hood on some parts that were getting corrosion on them.  I also used it on the better terminals to get off the nasty shit there and to protect them.  I did that Saturday and the terminals which used to get all crusty are still nice and sparkly… the stuff got under the corrosion and worked as advertised. 

There is so much outrage over some prisoners being hazed like a bunch of college students trying to get into a frat… but no outrage over another video clip of an American getting his head cut off with a damn pocket knife and held up to the camera.  These poor mistreated prisoners will still be able to go home.  How would you feel if that was your spouse’s head being held up and knowing that that is the last you will ever see him.  These prisoners… they can go home and act all traumatized and get all that sympathy love…  The bias the media is showing here is repugnant to a level that I’ve never seen before.  I am truly disgusted.         

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