tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-294856362024-03-05T11:00:47.883+01:00WritersCrampBlogDedicated to Hopeful Writers denied publication by various reasons encountered during the publishing process: stereotypical prejudiced placed on the "BLEMISHED ONES" - the unknown, the unpublished, the unfortunate, etc.....Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-28915211951864448282017-01-24T17:59:00.000+01:002017-01-24T17:59:30.449+01:00Trail to Santiago de CampostellaI haven't posted here for a long time-been busy, however, I walked over 600 kilometers on the trail of Santiago here in Spain and will complete the last 300 plus kilometers this year if health permits me. I was diagnosed with diabetes this year and must pack all my stuff (including medication this trip). I am posting pictures to a 2nd blog I created for my Spanish friends and will provide a link to it from here. Thnx for reading the blog and happy writing-never give up.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-51819106031048806702015-01-26T20:04:00.000+01:002015-01-26T20:04:48.301+01:00American Superbowl 2015 First for me in a DecadeWe finally got it together and jumped into the 21rst Century here in Spain and have digital TV-about time. I have always been a huge fan of American Football,(duh, since I am American), and have been living in Spain where it cost an egg to pay for internet NFL. Well now I get it on the digital TV and have been really enjoying the play-offs. Seattle v. New England will be happening soon and I can hardly wait. After the SUPER Bowl is over, I will start my adventure on the trail to Santiago in March-my other blog will be dedicated in Spanish for my local friends @ ayquedolor.blogspot.es and I will keep updates as often as possible here in English.
<b>Play Ball!</b>Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-44809292247159334152014-07-14T10:41:00.000+02:002014-07-14T10:41:27.473+02:00Procrastination: The shelf in which we place things until the dust is so thick that we need shovels to find our way back in to them. Time seems to simply fly by me like the new electric trains that heat the rails ahead of them so they have a "ringing type of humming" sound 15 seconds before their arrival at the station, and go "shuuuu-shuuu-shuuu-shuuu" as they pass in front of your eyes-trying to impossibly focus on any part of the train. I am over halfway through my life and it seems the older I get the faster the clock ticks. I am not sure if it is me racing to the end? Or if I am simply more conscious/aware that my time is approaching towards an inevitable endeavor? Either way, getting old sucks butt!<br />
Okay, enough with the whining, what I wanted to tell you was that another year has past and today was the last day of the event called "Running of the Bulls" in Pamplona, Spain. I don't have pictures, but saw an unfortunate individual get the inside of his upper leg ripped so bad that the skin was flapping around like a huge dragons tongue licking his lips, and the wound was the size of a large watermelon. My apologies for being so vivid, however, the event is extremely dangerous, and people go there expecting to have a walk in a petting zoo with ducks and rabbits, then get hauled away to the hospital in an ambulance. On the brighter side of it all, the whole week went by with lesser injuries and everyone had a great celebration of San Fermine in Pamplona.<br />
So I don't get yelled at from all the sports fans out there, <span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: black;">"</span></span><b><span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: black;">GERMANY"</span></span><span style="background-color: white;"> won the 2014 World Cup!</span></b><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">The game was predicted to be one sided like the game with Brazil: Germany 7 - Brazil 1 (5-0 @ half time).</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Messi-the greatest player of the year recipient-didn't do jack squat, but he played a clean game, unlike his colleagues which punched, head butted, kneed, gouged, and protested throughout the event. Congratulations to Germany-who played a very clean game-the 2014 World Cup FIFA 1rst place winners.</span>Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-46746794178330184682013-06-11T11:50:00.003+02:002013-06-11T12:16:46.901+02:00LAZINESS OVERWHELMS ME!I just read my last post and it has been since last fall since I updated this baby...Truly I have been Lazy...I am a proclaimed writer for a blog dedicated to writing and I'll be damned if I am more guilty than the struggling agents coping with electronic book industries and book stores. Enough of that stuff...I'm back in <b>BOLD</b>. So much has happened since mushroom season so I'm gonna break it down into short understandable stories:
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Once upon a time there was this ancient city quietly tucked far away in the mountainous regions of Spain, where the only problems encountered by it's people were the attacks received by enemies, and weather.
The weather was biting cold in winter, usually covered in layers of ice and snow, and the heat in summer-although only 3 months out of the year-was unbearably hot. The weather could not be dealt with by a simple command by the king, but protection from enemies were another story. The King of the region of Spain known as Aragon did just that and ordered a wall to be built completely around the city to protect it from intruders and so it was done. This wall consisted of making a complete circle around the city which covered over 4 kilometers and over 4 meters thick in some places. The process in which it was constructed was unique to the environment-which I will tell you about in the next post..until then...medieval festival coming up in that old city @ the end of July...
Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-48700441949304524842012-10-18T22:28:00.000+02:002012-10-18T22:28:20.586+02:00Been out looking for mushrooms since that is a great past time when you are un-employed and ran across these beauties:
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Was told by my local authority on shrooms that these are called Macrolepiota Rhacodes and if ya look em up on the net, darned if it don't look just like em. Wife said she ain't touchin em, but I'm gonna see what they taste like. I am told they are delicious.
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Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-48666592513222570702010-02-01T11:14:00.002+01:002010-02-01T11:22:46.793+01:00Still Alive After All These YearsHello 2010. I'm still here, through the radical music, the hurricanes, the earthquakes, financial crisis, and years of celebacy to avoid aids or whatever is crawling around in society's more advanced social gatherings. I live in a place that has clean fresh air, good healthy food, very little traffic, and fewer worries than decisions towards one meal or another. I feel sorry for the people which stand up hip to hip in waste deep water enjoying their "DAY AT THE POOL" in Tokyo, or people waiting in line for hours to get minimal essentials in life-with millions of other people-such as they do in India, or Mexico City. I personally don't know how so many people can live together in the harmony that they do without more chaos. I salute the people who can survive the lifestyles they must endure in those places, and fix another cup of tea in mine. Thank goodness for the small blessings in life. Have a great 2010 no matter where you are.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-63515990927197988252009-02-24T21:27:00.003+01:002009-07-01T18:08:24.322+02:00OceanMasters BLOW like a Sperm Whale!I previously wrote about a problem incured with an online game named puzzle pirates and as of today-I'm back on. The people at puzzle pirates for some reason or another never received my beconning pleas of innocence and never responded. I had to go as far as to plead my case to the better business bureau for someone to intervene. They did and I am sailing along once again. Time, patience, and persistance sometimes pays off. Although I had basically given up, 6 months later, we're jammin cannon balls up our apponents back boards. Well, would like to write more, but have to go sailing. Cya.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-2963164547977437002009-01-16T11:14:00.002+01:002009-01-16T11:32:57.695+01:00A NEW BEGINNINGFirst, I want to appologize for straying so far away from my original entent of creating a blog about unfortunate writers. I have turned this sight into a rant and rave about things that bug me, or things I personally can brag about. I will endeavor to stop that and return to the original genre of moaning and groaning about how screwed up the situation is in the world of sales. Man, does that sound like some boring sh#% or what? Actually, that was my original entention, however, since the extreme situation our country has encountered with the financial difficulty of managing a society with so little-only 233 Trillion dollars according to Financial Reports on Wikipedia-I want to cut back on my personal petty problems and focus more on the attention required to better our society which is ??????????????????????? Well, the answer isn't really clear, but my grandma used to say, "If you eliminate all the wrong, then you are surely to find out what's right." Granny is dead now-Rest her soul-but the words are still as brillient as they were so many years ago. The answer then is to eliminate all the wrong in Washington D.C. in order to find out what is the right thing to do. Anyone wanna take that on? Obama? Okay, anyone else? I didn't think so, therefore, we are-as my uncle Howdy used to say, "In deep and I broke the shovel." Good luck with that finding the right thing people.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-26847640897661015492009-01-08T23:14:00.002+01:002009-01-08T23:30:25.078+01:00Set Up For The KillFirst of all, thanks for all the comments about my previous Blog about Puzzle Pirates, however, because of them I fealt the whole story was necesary. <br />My son joined a crew of pirates run by a 13 year old who had been playing for quite some time and had several large vessals. My son became a SO within a short time because there was only 20 people in his flag and the captain promised my son he could use the larger vessals if he gave him 5000 poe up front. My son is 13 and gullable so he gave him the poe. The captain allowed him to use the large vessal 2 times and refused any more access. My son told him to give him the money back or continue allowing him to use the vessal. The captain refused and my son being an SO went back on the boat and removed 1,200 poe which was all there was in the coffers. The captain immediately sent a tell to the oceanmasters which evidently reviewed the issue and did not see any of the previous negociations they had arranged prior to the taking of 1,200 poe, therefore, my son,(and not to mention myself-being one of the three pirates in the group), was banned for life for theft. I didn't even know my son was playing the game-he had attained my password and was having a great time on the ocean. Well there you have it. Those are the facts. I got screwed out of $75.00 and the extreme fun I was having as a very highly respected and climbing fast officer under a very established flag. Some times we have to learn the hard way, but it is a shame that a one-time mistake would be so permanent in a game. I have a salution to the theft problem too. If anyone accesses another pirates coffers, a window could appear asking the permission of that pirate and if there were a problem, they could simply deny access. Why is that so hard to arrange? When someone pays for a whole year of access to a server, it is thievary to disallow that access after receiving payment in full and I feel that Puzzle Pirates are currently stealing from me in the real world-and they aren't stealing poe like we were in advertantly accused of doing-they are stealing US American dollars.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-90260768921511501002009-01-08T18:10:00.002+01:002009-01-08T18:24:13.284+01:00PUZZLED OVER PUZZLE PIRATESDon't know if you've ever heard of the game puzzle pirates, but in case you haven't, it's a little addictive game that over 3,000,000 people are attracted to. That's right, over 3 million players. It is accessed over the internet and is based on pirates in created oceans going through their everyday lives pillaging, selling, and trading things, but the one thing that these pirates don't do and is-if I might add-the most punishable of all crimes, IS STEAL. There is absolutely no theft allowed. So much so, that if one does so, one is eliminated "PERMINENTLY" from the game. I was completely taken aback by this agreement when asked to join the puzzling world since I fealt like if I paid $75.00 United States Dollars for a game, then I had the right to play the damned thing. Well guess what? You don't. They give access to whomever they want on their server, and if you have been banned, then you don't have access. The game gives you 3 pirates that may be designed as you want, male, female, white, black, brown, red, whatever, however, they are all under the same account. So if one pirate does something wrong, all three are banned. My son had one of the pirates and he made a deal with another 13 year old on one of his excursions and when he went back into the boat to get his money, the other kid disagreed, sent a report to the leagal guardians of the game-The Oceanmasters-and without even asking for an explaination, offering any type of assistance, no trial, no jury, no Sh%^, they simply banned us for life. To me this was an extreme unjustice. We were set up by a little prick 13 year old and paid $75.00 for the whole year and only used 35 days of service. I don't know wheather to sue the PP company, try to tell the world my story, or simply give up. I only think that the company is really the ones stealing from me-in the real world-not in a game, and after all, What in the f#^k are pirates supposed to do anyway if they don't steal?????????? My kid is 13 for god's sake-cut me some slack here guys.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-14149349566977115542008-11-22T01:45:00.006+01:002008-11-22T02:13:51.094+01:00EAT YOUR HEART OUT ALABAMAUpon placing my feet on the foreign soil of the country of Spain, I never realized-although I have to admit that I did have somewhat of a sneaky suspicion-that I would end up spending the later part of my life living here. Now I don't know if you've heard the term or not about "taking the boy out of the south but you can't take the south out of the boy", but in case you haven't-now you have. I am living proof of the reality of that statement because I miss some of those things I used to take for granted like Bananna Pudding, Pecan Pie, Turnip Greens and Hot Buttered Corn Bread-Hooooollld on a minute! That's where I draw the line. By God I'm gonna plant me some turnip greens and I know how to make corn bread. Let's look at these pictures and see how things are coming along.......<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgEhM5-1ES0VxhQDDqpU7ZZRINdSZOnORVjFjNsm419w9iTkKrfZGVh3y5P_x3RxxjfPBt3sCZp49HdArGFfa9yvy133LsembG6b5UUrvNMKQ6PDsm1x_2jqB89R-OBwHkg/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgEhM5-1ES0VxhQDDqpU7ZZRINdSZOnORVjFjNsm419w9iTkKrfZGVh3y5P_x3RxxjfPBt3sCZp49HdArGFfa9yvy133LsembG6b5UUrvNMKQ6PDsm1x_2jqB89R-OBwHkg/s320/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271279242226270482" /></a><br />After a couple of weeks cleaning and watering..........<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDsdVziaOeSaOTMsnkFjwWYrgEx43HBMeCF0rusewzFhT4iCEPCn1YBMqH7_GxNHjl1RyS4lFZRq0FGyEb0a_-KdPSk12jlN-rTvzfo32qeeHKhlAkbTrcYXUqwmsm7h6Hw/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDsdVziaOeSaOTMsnkFjwWYrgEx43HBMeCF0rusewzFhT4iCEPCn1YBMqH7_GxNHjl1RyS4lFZRq0FGyEb0a_-KdPSk12jlN-rTvzfo32qeeHKhlAkbTrcYXUqwmsm7h6Hw/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271280078753673570" /></a><br /> <br />Now that's what I'm talkin about-check out how they're growing!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_jjTL0dcHrpuYmHCNNAASB-IhWQjDz8jBjmakzhCeOVIlgRLWXoNJ1RJ_uffyVWX4FD3O377ZEMayJf7n6Mt9V2Y6NbEmegpUSlyrAWWjmlQDAL3RmHtoI7fiKQ8H7Z4VVg/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_jjTL0dcHrpuYmHCNNAASB-IhWQjDz8jBjmakzhCeOVIlgRLWXoNJ1RJ_uffyVWX4FD3O377ZEMayJf7n6Mt9V2Y6NbEmegpUSlyrAWWjmlQDAL3RmHtoI7fiKQ8H7Z4VVg/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271280863922340610" /></a><br />I can smell that cornbread cookin in the oven all the way out here in the garden-what's that you say? You can't really tell how big the leaves are? Well just check out this foto and look down at my feet............<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6q4MnsH6DeuXr6LBCsRVd3wJAbcMHh5-3x23y2wzPm9ejJogoXby7oCFsHBopo2B_4ui48_CLXY7M9_jTHiOIKuBYfn7j2pZopkkAsmGyjmWPCjGKaa_MusEzdlMET4_4xQ/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6q4MnsH6DeuXr6LBCsRVd3wJAbcMHh5-3x23y2wzPm9ejJogoXby7oCFsHBopo2B_4ui48_CLXY7M9_jTHiOIKuBYfn7j2pZopkkAsmGyjmWPCjGKaa_MusEzdlMET4_4xQ/s320/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271281683641105730" /></a>Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-85724378833756744332008-10-21T13:02:00.011+02:002008-11-18T21:19:17.232+01:00RapeING for Money<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9I7G4pOjGtFc7T9ihK8wwm5hZK6iO94at9S_LI04UpDOBfYMyhP3NMhmulM678CVAfJowFhvtDcOun6TXDTHvmRhmvBss9v050no9X9-iV05TlcRkkt1239blUIjoNnYow/s1600-h/DSC01245.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9I7G4pOjGtFc7T9ihK8wwm5hZK6iO94at9S_LI04UpDOBfYMyhP3NMhmulM678CVAfJowFhvtDcOun6TXDTHvmRhmvBss9v050no9X9-iV05TlcRkkt1239blUIjoNnYow/s320/DSC01245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270093840582244258" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9PMJcR-EFqBnWxKGeFwTdnk6BP4woZnmqe20Oi7GPAhEFkJ2qU1XAJUQmnt7ZSgRCbh0EOrQP0_hZy_oaMyfRx_uIvVun1olabJUy1X9XnUu4CrPcUAVhoKzrQfovUaP-g/s1600-h/DSC01244.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9PMJcR-EFqBnWxKGeFwTdnk6BP4woZnmqe20Oi7GPAhEFkJ2qU1XAJUQmnt7ZSgRCbh0EOrQP0_hZy_oaMyfRx_uIvVun1olabJUy1X9XnUu4CrPcUAVhoKzrQfovUaP-g/s320/DSC01244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270093828466708466" /></a><br />Monday 17 November 2008 I awoke and looked out my window to see a clean sheet of morning dew all frozen across the mountainside glistening as the reflection of sunlight pierced the horizen and decided that today was a perfect day to go looking for mushrooms. Many people-mostly ones with little or no experiance at all-told me I would have no luck finding them in this excessively cold environment, however, I am a rebel with little patience for opinions and proceded towards the woods. Look at the pictures is all I have to say-look at the pictures............<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxMwJenc1c33dBxteJ3P5WD3UqNAD9dnV_ULfHsANbLiqHjnlwcc0fGeQqf6hdesngybQK6R0FZUzPgHYBp4wMAU9fORZh8Mc55kdnsDjQC1cryKee9Yz12QfYiX-lgHskw/s1600-h/RebollonExtreme.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 96px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxMwJenc1c33dBxteJ3P5WD3UqNAD9dnV_ULfHsANbLiqHjnlwcc0fGeQqf6hdesngybQK6R0FZUzPgHYBp4wMAU9fORZh8Mc55kdnsDjQC1cryKee9Yz12QfYiX-lgHskw/s320/RebollonExtreme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548810818764642" /></a><br />I found this picture on the net in Spain-it was picked in a place called Aliaguilla-WOW, that's a huge rebollon!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJq6wlooxRHA6wH6w-LwlXSpJJ-2cRLByJaUJ3uPbdpJ1aVv-ErEo8ZLCkUuXx6m_kL63lN6cAbO7vcm-HB6_SaKnWvLq_P_U4vO1g2h7-eY7kG9W9pvj8eB1Juhf0OmWLVQ/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJq6wlooxRHA6wH6w-LwlXSpJJ-2cRLByJaUJ3uPbdpJ1aVv-ErEo8ZLCkUuXx6m_kL63lN6cAbO7vcm-HB6_SaKnWvLq_P_U4vO1g2h7-eY7kG9W9pvj8eB1Juhf0OmWLVQ/s320/DSC01038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261840673936279650" /></a><br />And I thought I had found a big one!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-vOvfpFuoFgbvAN-edJZQy48iTiFMhrrLTdvNUbp52x6wNTUA3zp6Kyd_Vic_ES4A1ernC7xjxJDOf3nFdyNt6nYJJUT4YZGs0jdEplGTweDaMlSruntEKXVOSSMtxDVymw/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-vOvfpFuoFgbvAN-edJZQy48iTiFMhrrLTdvNUbp52x6wNTUA3zp6Kyd_Vic_ES4A1ernC7xjxJDOf3nFdyNt6nYJJUT4YZGs0jdEplGTweDaMlSruntEKXVOSSMtxDVymw/s320/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261839963921425666" /></a><br />This is a Basket full of Rebollones I picked this morning-27 OCT 2008.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_7xosX4TEJANZgtw0kZebyQkJHe-HyKuZ1Qq2LDT46kNuyMdMtxTW7SFLrTxhgH3jQd-aQJeurp0Pr5Qdm8MnUFXQyWVH2eyrov72UDaS-0a972HKWOBTzSeH0MIHNgm4g/s1600-h/RapingTheWoods.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_7xosX4TEJANZgtw0kZebyQkJHe-HyKuZ1Qq2LDT46kNuyMdMtxTW7SFLrTxhgH3jQd-aQJeurp0Pr5Qdm8MnUFXQyWVH2eyrov72UDaS-0a972HKWOBTzSeH0MIHNgm4g/s320/RapingTheWoods.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259566930764526546" /></a><br />Guilty Wood Bugs<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoK-dDmIMqhE3_sUySBitGysW5IsebQiMkz8CqiPtXLx1bx-0_a4BxFH9NE7edWy-nJlcGy9OA3oSUxT4rHYTDCp5_B-OJf07gY8WIsxLxjjXX04v2cUDnb4FAO0siwgJ4A/s1600-h/Reballon.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoK-dDmIMqhE3_sUySBitGysW5IsebQiMkz8CqiPtXLx1bx-0_a4BxFH9NE7edWy-nJlcGy9OA3oSUxT4rHYTDCp5_B-OJf07gY8WIsxLxjjXX04v2cUDnb4FAO0siwgJ4A/s320/Reballon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259566932053085954" /></a><br /><h1 align="right"><br /> <center><br /> <strong><font color="#CC9900" size="+3" class="style4" span="span"><br /> A Single Foto of the lone Rebollon<br /></font></strong><br /> </center><br /></h1><br /><br />I'm not one to bitch about just anything in the world, but every now and then, along comes an asshole that just simply needs discussion-and I followed three of them today. Let me start back a bit so this will sound more logical.<br />Living in Spain is an adventure, and one of those exciting events happens to be something very simple, and traditional as well-it's called, "Looking for Revellones". It is simply walking in the woods and looking for a special type of mushroom used for eating with ham and various other meals. The problem is that there is absolutely no control over the process. The only law that is reinforced is that you must gather them in a basket so the spores will fall out and reproduce. The quantity you gather is un-limited. Normally, someone will go into the woods and gather a couple of dozen of these delicious mushrooms-if they are lucky enough to find them-and call it a day, however, there are many people who go into the woods literally rapping it in order to get as many of the mushrooms as possible. Why do they do that, you ask? For MONEY! It's all about the big fat coin. I was in the woods today and had gathered my couple of dozen and approached three older men and asked them if I could take a picture of the enormous amounts of revellones they had acquired and they very quickly told me where I could put my camera. Well, they knew what they were doing was wrong-even if no law governs their actions-and their guilt would not allow them to have their pictures advertised of their rapping the woods.<br />Oh well, as they left I took their picture any way and you can see they have overflowing baskets of orange colored revellones. I don't know what to do. I think that there should be a license issued if you want to gather these things, or a lottery of sorts provided by each town, because it looks like a gathering for a rock concert on the weekends, and those that know where the spores grow always appear and rape the land clean before anyone gets a chance to get a few for their personal use. Oh well, I will write to the forestry department and ask them what to do and until then, I've posted some fotos for anyone interested in shrooms.<br />Peace Out....<em></em>Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-75843007378628163182008-07-24T15:19:00.002+02:002008-07-24T15:27:13.222+02:00EXPO 2008 SPAINJust returned from the EXPO in Zaragoza, Spain and it was most definitely completed with true dedication. Many countries are represented, the foods good and not too expensive, the beer is cold and the lines aren't too excessive. The architectural designs are modern, and the entrance price is very affordable. I enjoyed a full 8 hours and didn't get the chance to see everything. Anyway, if you would rather go to Spain instead of China, it is worth the trip.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-29909660261351441552008-04-08T15:42:00.002+02:002008-04-08T15:53:42.198+02:00THE MOST INTERESTING THING IN THE WORLD!This year we have the privelege to live in the country of Spain where the EXPO 2008 will take place in just a few weeks in the city of Zaragoza. I sincerely hope no active group of idiots with some type of flipped out religeous "cause" feels it is their duty to do something to attract attention during this years' event. It would most definetely put a damper on a subject which involves everyone in the entire world which is water. That's right, the theme is water-the resource so overlooked by many and assumed to always be there by others. It is entirely possible that in our lifetime, we might actually be without fresh water and inundated by salt water. I hear a scheptic out there somewhere saying, "It doesn't matter because some smart assed scientist will find a way to make fresh water out of ocean water." Well that's already being done cowboy, but it costs an ass and a hole to process. The real problem-in Spain-is the lack of rainwater. Ultimately the Al Gore process is taking place and our mountains have no snow, the lakes are drying up, and more wells are demanding more underground consumption also. What is the solution? Come to <br />EXPO 2008 and see what they are trying to accomplish-you just might be amazed.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-16946058034578354722008-01-11T23:34:00.000+01:002008-01-11T23:42:38.556+01:00PREDICTIONS? FORTUNE TELLING? 6TH SENSE? YOU BE THE JUDGE!In the year 2003-February to be exact-I finished a book which placed all kinds of predictions about what was to take place in the future. The book wasn't about telling the future, or hocus-pocus stuff, I simply mentioned a few things that I perceived would take place in the future. I frantically seeked an agent to assist me in the sales portion of presenting the book, however, was unsuccessful in attaining said agency because of living and writing in Spain and not having access to the society parties one is required to attend in order to rub hips with the ones who make the calls. The book has not been published, but did predict Hillory Clinton as our next president, and also some other interesting facts that have yet to take place. I wonder if the fact that my book was written so long ago will have anything to do with it's sales once I die? I think that probably the same amount of people that read this horseshit will probably be right up there with the same amount that end up buying my book too. Oh well, it's a free country-do what you want.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-40862330911460768182007-10-22T19:20:00.000+02:002007-10-22T19:51:47.324+02:00"SCAM, SCAM, WHO GIVES A DAMN?!"The need for employment has a way of reaching into one's life and beating the crap out of all forms of pride one might possess to attain the simple needs in life-in other words-you'll accept what you can get until something better comes along. Well folks, this is a story about a huge project to repair, rebuild, and restore ancient walls completely surrounding a city in Spain-the city I live in-Daroca. This place has walls which were used to protect the city from invasions back in the Xth century and a "EUROPEAN" project was created, funded, and approved in order to fix the walls in the same way they were built so long ago. Can you guess where the money ended up? If you can, please tell me, because I am on the 10 person team that is supposed to be doing the work and we haven't even approached one of the walls yet. The only thing we have been doing is working like I imagine slaves did so many years ago with a pick, shovel, hammers, and lime, dirt, sand, and rocks to simulate the process used back then to restore the walls. We have so far created a single wall, and are working on another in the middle of nowhere. The "LEADERS" we have to work for have a brand new 4-wheel drive vehicle to go back and forth all day while we pick at dirt and pile it high to make walls. It takes any competent ass about a day or two to get the jest of the whole opporation, yet we laborously dig on day after day. No one picks us up in the morning to take us up on the mountain-yes mountain where we work. We have the option to walk-20 to 30 minutes, depending if you want to breath or not-or you may tear up your own personal vehicle on the shitty dirt roads leading up to the project-all at your personal expense. How much money was funded for transportation? The whole thing is so unbelievable-it's like living in a nightmare because once I've walked the 300 meter plus accent each morning, I then have to walk another mile to the place where we have our huts-no electricity-no water-only a port-o-potty that we have never used. Their excuse for our mandatory treck is that we must sign in on a sheet of paper every day like we are going to lie every day about our attendance-give me a f#^%ing break! These people are either theives or retarded-I haven't figured it out yet. The only reason I even signed up for the job was because it is the only employment in this city that has been offered to me in 8 years. I am a graduate of the University of Maine, City colleges of Chicago, and have thousands of hours logged with Technical schools from Atlanta, Georgia to Orange County, California in Electronic systems. I even went to a 500 hour course in Computer Science over here in Spain to attain local paperwork for a better resume and it hasn't accomplished anything. I have been registered in their unemployment office for 8 years and they called me to work in this pitifull labor camp-talk about your third world country. They say we'll be paid a thump just above minimum wages once a month-I'll believe that when I see it in the account. I just wonder how much total funding was provided to save the walls we haven't even been a part of yet. If you know, by all means, let me know too.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1544540079590800352007-09-30T17:27:00.000+02:002007-09-30T17:37:15.183+02:00BACK TO THE SALT MINES!!!Distinguished Readers,<br /> Today is the last input I will have the opportunity to contribute to this site until free time becomes available in my life once again. I am sad to say that although I pride myself in both my educational background, writing abilities, and etc..., I must return to the working world in order to make the puzzle complete. Currently, the exchange rate, incapable agents, flooded market-whatever the current excuse for not selling my novels-I must return to the 9-5 grind-in my case 8-3 which really isn't that bad. I have finished 3 novels, sold none, have no offers, and am quite frankly bored out of my mind. Having said that, I will not bore you farther with any more personnal trivual! I simply hope that anyone who might read this will endeavor to understand the fact that there are many more novels out there than readers and today's agents are simply not doing the job they used to do. I salute all agents with my middle finger and hold it very high indeed.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-50731811421578191552007-09-10T16:41:00.000+02:002007-09-10T16:48:07.403+02:00WHAT A RIDE!!!!!!My family and I just got back from taking a trip to Germany-roughly around 1,700 kilometers one way-and it was breathtaking. The woods seem to never end, and the surrounding mountains are spectacular. The food is great and the people seem very educated-in general. We were basically hanging around a US air base and using all the facilities there until we saw on the news that 3 al-Quieda terrorists had been arrested for pre-fabricating soon-to-be-used bombs to blow up the base and the Frankfort airport. We felt we had simply worn out our welcome at that time and proceded to point our car in a most southern direction to haul-ass back to the land of grapes. It was a great vacation, a learning experiance, and lots of fun. Won't do it again.......Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-20198380939898075472007-06-21T18:27:00.000+02:002007-06-21T18:38:57.606+02:00Can You Say Mid-Eval Festival???That's right-it's here again-the midevil festival, full of people dressed in regalla from times past, parties everywhere, drinks in the streets, children laughing and playing everywhere watching mom and dad have a festive time. There are vendors of all sorts selling their wears, goods, food and drink. I specially like this time of year because it is hot, there are many private little holes called PEÑAS all over the city which provide one place after another to have a sip of the favorite drink, and everyone is very happy to be here. The PEÑAS were normally wine cellers back when that was where the wine had to be stored to keep it cool and fermenting, however, these places have become remodeled with tile floors, beautiful furniture, music, and many other various examples of wasting money for fun. (Mind you, there are still the nasty dives that you only frequent once also). Oh well, the festivities last a complete 9 days and when it's over-you sleep.....well, those of us who can afford to. I hope there are similar celebrations going on in your part of the world and everything is going well with you and yours too..Schools out so we will be going to the swimming pool and drinking cold beer in the shade while the kids swim....What a tough life........Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-12711716208591916482007-04-16T19:07:00.000+02:002007-04-16T19:48:15.808+02:00I PREDICTED IT IN MY NOVEL-BUT NOBODY READ IT!The announcer spoke with entense excitement as he made the public announcement heard by millions over the airwaves, "The tallies have been counted and the new president of the United States of America is....Hillary Clinton!!!!" Sara Felding hit her head on the coffee table as her knees simply refused to function without any control from the brain-she fainted big-time. Loyd Burkshire threw a beer bottle straight through the big screen LCD in his living room before realizing the cost of his actions. Jenefer Stenson jumped up and down with tears flying off her cheeks in every direction from total joy. <br /> The pilot's eyes became huge when he realized the plane was going to actually expode into the giant tower, suddenly screaming for Alah to take him into that magic world he had always believed in, but as the plane erupted into a ball of heat much like the surface of the sun, everything kind of turned into a Matrix state for him. A huge black hole opened up inside the building which never stopped going down, and as his mental state told him he should logically be dead, the reality was-that he was sinking into an unpredicted and unexpected afterlife. What happened after that stunned him as he looked at the line of people waiting to approach something so far off he could not distinguish it's nature, only that everyone was being forced to proceed onward.<br /> After signing the document into law, the new president knew that she had done the right thing. She had already faced too much ridicule over the issue, but felt it was what had to be done. It took very little time for the effects of her signature to show results. The law created a requirement for all new cars to be created with two mandatory items installed on them: (1) A governor was required to limit the speed of every vehicle to match posted road speeds-a radar type system presenting signals to the car from the roadside. (2) A detector for alchohol which prevented the engine from cranking. An over-ride button was provided in case someone had to be driven home who had consumed the liquid, however, a type of flood-light turned on warning the authorities someone was driving a vehicle with alchohol detection. The cops didn't have to guess anymore and hundreds of lives were saved in the first month alone. Speeding tickets took a little while because of the installation requirements and phasing out of old vehicles, but speeding tickets took a radical downturn in 6 years. <br /> I wrote about all the above issues in my first novel back in 2003 and I personally believe they all three address very important issues in our modern society, however, only you will read about it-no one else. No agents want to take on the challenge, nor publishers-they all say the issues are too "Subjective". Well, the alternative is to keep killing on the highway, elect lieing sacks of shit that won't ever complete any of their promises, and kamikazi bombers will keep taking their lives-ALONG WITH MANY INNOCENT VICTIMS-if they are allowed to believe their religeon will reward them in the afterlife AND that their families will financially benefit from their actions. Oh well, I wrote it and read it quite often-it's full of interesting conclusions, debatable, possible. Let me know if you want to check it out.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1175258555278376942007-03-30T15:30:00.000+02:002007-03-30T15:42:35.290+02:00THREE YEARS AND COUNTINGHere I am after finishing my first novel three-count em-3 years ago and still can't find an interested representative to help publish the novel. I heard that it could be difficult but God-d#%$^!!!!! It isn't the fact that my novel sucks, is written incorrectly, or even has a horrible genre/theme, it is the fact that not one single "AGENCY" , (out of over 3000 which have been sent proposals), has requested to see the material. My story could be the hottest thing off of the coals of hell and nobody would ever know since they never read it. I keep writing in hopes of someday spreading my feelings about indepth subjects I feel need expressing to the general public. I write to try and share something I believe is important in our world, however, if through bureaucratic bullshit it never becomes published, no one benefits from the information-we all lose. I am saving my money to someday publish the book myself-I have completely lost all faith in anything I have ever read about the system of publishing and it's Do's and Don'ts.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1172530633293369282007-02-26T23:40:00.000+01:002007-02-26T23:57:13.303+01:00PARTY TOWN DOES IT AGAIN!!!It was just another typical Saturday night here in Spain-Everyone in the city dressed up like madi gra in New Orleans, dancing around while marching thru the city with drumbeats screaming the announcement, "Wake up anyone lame enough to be in bed trying to sleep because it's FIESTA time!" The sound rang out about the time I was actually going to get into bed-12:30 midnight. The dance at the pavilion with live band and judging costumes would not take place until 3A.M. The party goes on until 7Am most years, sometimes longer. I go to it every year, however, this year I was forced to take a rain check. My wife works for the government at a national wildlife reserve on the weekends where she informs interested persons about where they may be located in order to observe the migration of huge cranes. They flock by the thousands-very interesting to see. Anyway, she doesn't like to drive, so I volunteer to shuttle her back and forth to a place called Gallo Canta, (The Crowing Rooster). I didn't feel like punishing myself this year, so when the drums moved far enough down the road, I was lucky enough to be able to get some sleep. My daughter went though, so I was up at 3Am when she came in. Although I don't worry about her security-she's still my daughter and that speaks for itself. Can't believe it's already March coming up on us, but the almond trees are in full bloom already as if it were springtime. If we get a freeze, it will be like Florida loosing all of it's oranges. Cross your fingers and drink some wine.<br />Peace out.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1169938749712716272007-01-27T23:48:00.000+01:002007-01-27T23:59:09.723+01:00NEW THINGS STILL THRILLWe bought a new car and I haven't even turned the computer on for weeks. Sorry about that, you know, to leave all of my readers out there on the line just hanging around waiting with anticipation for my next input. I simply can't believe all of the emails I have been receiving requesting more information about subjects near and dear to me, such as when my next book is to be published. Or how much longer do we have to wait for you to tell us something else on your Blog which has-as of today-received a total of absolutely ZERO comments for anything I have ever written in them. I find it more curious than anything that there are so many people surfing the internet at all hours of the day and night and yet no single person in the whole planet gives a flying f$&^ about what I have to say. Well I really can't believe that, however, I do believe that since no body has gone to my site, and I don't pay some fancy advertising agency to spread my name like mayonaise all over the slice of bread we call the internet, then I suppose it will remain un-attended until I either A. Die or B. Become famous.....Oh well, when I die I really won't give a shit what anyone comments about what I say anyway, so you know what? You can all just kiss my blog............Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1168290978286270052007-01-08T21:57:00.000+01:002007-01-08T22:16:18.300+01:002007 WILL IT BE SOMETHING WORTH LIVING IN?I personally never thought I would see the year 2000 when I was in my early 20's because of all the possibilities violent neighborhoods, disieses, and travel provided during that epoche of life. But here we are in 2007 and I've beaten the odds! I'm a father with children-still living and sometimes even productive. I don't know how many more New years I will witness, but that's the mystery of life isn't it?<br /> When you grow up and watch the little ones around you also do the same, you wonder if you did enough, informed enough, taught the right things, said the words required for someone to benefit from your mistakes. I don't think we can ever get it all right, sometimes it seems like we can't get anything right, however, when it all seems hopelessly feeble, I watch my children laugh while doing silly things and it makes the reward for living into the new millineum worth all it took to get by the wrecks, the AIDS, and the nine mil. caps in the ass. I hope I live long enough to write books about everything possible in the line of hope for the ones who don't have that simple reward in life. Happy New Years everyone. Comments are welcomed.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485636.post-1167525208959919872006-12-31T01:18:00.000+01:002006-12-31T01:33:28.973+01:00WHAT A SAD DAM DAY!You know, today was a very sad day to one man, however, it was a very victorious, justified day for millions-THAT's WITH An "M"-of other men and women. Death is never beautiful, or good, but sometimes, death is the only way to show others that they can't do the most un-human acts capable of man. I believe that millions of people were flim-flamed today. Hanging a man that has commited the crimes proven before nuetral courts of law such as publically proven against Saddam is an injustice-he should have been slowly toasted by ants like the Indians used to do to their enemies out west, allowing them time to enter every oriface available, slowly exploring the tunnels of ignorance so profoundly available in the skull of such an ass-hole. I don't know why he was provided mercy, but I hope nobody will ever say another word about him-may he rest in hell-forever and ever-being tortured as a well deserved reward for his injustice to mankind. Happy New Years you MF-enjoy it like no other! To all of the countless families of Iraq which had to endure the suffering of his totalitarian rule-have the most wonderful New Year in 2007 ever possible and total luck in your future.Humbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06874136674027293403noreply@blogger.com0