Monday, April 21, 2008

Dick and Jane meet the Blog

  • You heard the bubble of the aerators, the soft sound of the water rippling against the glass of the fishtanks. The cat was precociously perched on the arm of the couch purring with a low murmur while intermittently trying to get the couples attention by extending it's outstretched paws in their direction. It was getting late, our newlyweds Dick and Jane had been sitting in the living room playing around on the internet. They had decided to try out blogging a month ago, and Jane was off to a rolling start. It seemed that nothing could slow the tidal wave of visitors she was getting. Dick on the other hand was of to a much slower start. He first struggled with a Blog name for two days before finally committing to one. Next he began fumbling his way around the internet trying to get get a feel for what was out there. It seemed to him the logical way to approach it...Ha!...Now he was beginning to realize just how wrong he was! Jane had over eleven hundred visitors in her month of blogging, Dick on the other hand was barely past the one hundred and fifty mark...The couple had began this together and then allowed it to turn into a friendly competion of sorts, and Jane was by far the leader at this point....if you like this and want to read more vote for it in the polls....

Friday, April 18, 2008

Famous quote from Julius Caesar {100-44 BC}

"Beware of the leader who bangs of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor, for patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind. And when the drums of war have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind is closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry.
Rather, the citizenry infused with fear and blinded by patriotism, will offer up all of their rights unto the leader and do it gladly so."

Julius Caesar {100-44 BC}

Poetry from Post 911 - by The Green Dragon

Way behind the stars,
Lies the USA not to far.

A place of dreams and mastery,
As intricate as the finest tapestry.

Where opportunity abounds,
And theres little for a frown.

Death comes hidden in a hollow horse,
I guess we should call it par for the course.

Death brings grief with it's powerful sword,
But don't worry honey we got the Lord!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Turtle Wax - by The Green Dragon

Hi, ok so here it is. My car which is only 2yrs old was filthy from the winter salt et cetera, so I asked a cop where is a decent car wash, he says go to turtle wax in town. So I thank him and go on my way.
Well I get to turtle wax car wash and buy the $20.00 wash. Well they vacuum and run it through the machine cleaning the interior at the end. So the guy raises his hand signaling that my car was done. I walk up tell him thank you and slip him a 10 spot, get in my car and drive next door to portillo's. Well let me tell you, I could have had two fourth graders with a hose and an old sponge and a bucket and my car would have been cleaner!....I mean geez I am sitting in my car looking at what's been done, or rather what hasn't been done and I'm thinking to myself, damn all that dough and they still couldn't perform a simple car cleaning for me...how inept!!...SO I turn right around and go back to the turtle wax facility. I promptly walk up to the general manager and let him know I have a problem. he immediately summons his line supervisor who instructs his men to make it right. Well I'm sitting there watching, really paying attention this time, and that's when I realize that everybody employed there was hispanic except for the old guy who took my money. Now this shouldn't be a big deal, except when it came time to communicate my issues with the men actually doing the job, they did not speak english!!
Ok so I get passed the language barrier, and am trying to look at the positive side of this, namely that they we're going to redo what was done....sounds good doesn't it?....Well let me tell you, they signaled me again that my car was done, so I walk over and take possession of it again. I immediately look first at the door jams half assed done, then I look at my dash, you can see the streaks from the dirty rag they used on my interior, I then look at the outside closer and can see where they dragged their dirty rags across my clean hood (yes the hood was the most clean part of the car the first time). This dismays me further to the point where I want nothing to do with the company ever again and I decided I would definetely write this in a blog which I'm doing now. So learn from my experience just say no to turtle wax car wash facilities!..it'll save you a ton of grief. Ciao and happy motoring.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Blogcatalog - by The Green Dragon

Ok so I went and started this whole blog thing getting people to put original thoughts and stories up,. Registered with whoever I needed, but this blogcatalog said I was to new with to few of postings to be accepted, however I do maintain their link here. Seems a bit unfair, so I can't get the same exposure as everybody else until I post a few lines of utter bull so here it is, only have to make 1 more post now...lol...PS if anybody likes what they see please feel free to drop a comment! Thanks

Death Walk - created by Prince John

As the sun fell the two young skaters passed the street corners of Springfield and Main. The smell of fine skunk filled the air. As the two continued westbound on Main they were approaching the intersection of Crawford & Main. Their thoughts began to process the lights changing they felt it would be best to cross, as they began to walk they heard the screeching of motorcycle tires against the pavement. quickly glancing around in the direction of the noise they saw nothing. Within a fraction of a second Sir Prince John of Avalon, was nearly taken out by a 400lb iron beast on two wheels. As Ralph and Prince passed the median they retorted to the beast you motherf%#%er you almost killed us! As the beast heard what was said the beast turned and rolled over the median and began pursuit of the two. The pair then began to run cutting through the florist parking lot with the beast in hot pursuit. As the chase progressed Prince was losing ground to the beast and was barely able to stay a few feet ahead. Luckily he saw the opportunity to evade the beasts tires by slipping behind the protection of a steel barrier in the parking lot. As prince took evasive action the beast then focused on Ralph. As Ralph realised he was the focal point for the beast he began a desperate series of jukes and moves to try and save himself. As the beast whipped by Ralph trying with outstretched arms to grab the the kid, his iron horse slipped on some loose gravel and down went the beast. Ralph then turned toward the direction where Prince was hiding, Prince pokes his head out, and the boys rally together to face the fallen demon. All at once the boys notice that a large group of gawkers had assembled and were watching as the events transpired. In that instant the two boys who had been contemplating extruding retribution from the fallen demon realized that with all of the witnesses present they would be better off to continue fleeing. Much to the kids dismay the beast is not down for long, he gets up brushing himself off and mounting his iron steed starting it up and continuing his unholy pursuit of the kids......come back soon to get the rest of this story....

Sunday, April 13, 2008

1st travel - by Unknown Associates

my heart is pounding a little quicker my palms are sweaty, in a moment I'll be confronted with a question. A question that I was probably at best ill prepared for. Oh shit, ok here it comes..."where to please?" Hmm... being young and just feeling a need to escape my local surroundings, I say the farthest point a hundred bucks will get me....she suggests standby, which would get me as far as Nevada....hmmm...Casinos, Nightlife, Showgirls...what the hell why not....ok I'll take it!....there it was done, a random flight out of the city to a random destination using an Alias (back then you didn't have to prove who you were to fly) with nothing but 1 small bag, and 1600 bucks cash. Well this intense feeling of anxiety is a feeling perhaps a shade better as I wander around the airport getting familiar with the layout, especially the food and beer locations. (getting beer was always easy for me being big for my age) ...a couple of hours pass and I'm feeling full and crispy, ready to get some down time. So I take myself gingerly over to the airline gate I plan to get on at eventually. A few more hours go by and finally I'm awakened by a stewardess who informs me she got me on a flight....So I recompose my self wiping the sleep from my eyes poping a tic tac getting up and grabbing a quick stretch. As I head down the ramp I wonder this has already been an experience, do I really want to go where I don't know anyone.
Boarding the plane and locating my seat I forget about the questions as see a very sexy demure blue eyed breathe of freshair is sitting beside me...she utters Hello in a south western twang that sounded uniquely refreshing and new...this was going to be an interesting trip......tune in again soon for more of 1st travel.....

Saturday, April 12, 2008

The Real St. Valentines Day Massacre - by The Green Dragon

Ok, this is how the story goes, I got it from the lips of my dead grandmother and grandfather.
Back in the day grandma's father was named Al, he was a Chicago cop starting way back in 1926. So, he had several brothers, and one of them was a gangster who went by the name of Johnny Long, (I'll reveal his real name in a later post). Anyhow grandmas mother my great grandmother recalled the day prior to the massacre "johnny" had come over to the house and borrowed a spare uniform from Al. So there it is the next day the massacre takes place and the burned out car is recovered later in Al's district. Pretty coincidental, not according to Great grandma Jean, she swore "johnny" her brother in-law was involved. I guess I could Mention that this Family has been in Chicago since before 1890, and has had a lot of other much more intriguing tales surrounding it, from bank fraud, land fraud and corruption up to and including the death of a precinct captain. If you like this tidbit tune in again soon for lots more!.

which story should get the next chapter?

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