Can’t Kick the Habit

I am really trying to not get up at three a.m. anymore. I finished my first two novels, Evil in the Mirror and Day Stalker, and the third one, The Phoenix Code, is on the shelf because I am now working as a consultant for a construction company from Hawaii.

Even though my passion is writing, it was time to refurbish the coffers until I retire yet again and pick up where I left off. My problem is that for two years while writing murder mysteries, I would get up no later than three a.m. and most times earlier. By two p.m. I would be ready to lie down for the day. Well, I can’t do that anymore – The Islands is three hours behind our time. When the team in Hawaii gets geared up for their day, I’m nodding off at my desk!

It’s a good thing I still enjoy working with spreadsheets and calculations or this gig could be the straw that broke the old camel’s back. The truth be known, working for this company is very exciting and I look forward to each day. I did mention to my wife that this will be my last hurrah, and then I will retire from construction for real. That comment was bull poop and I knew it…I will quit after they lay my worn-out carcass to rest.

I am grateful this opportunity came my way while we are suffering from the deepest worldwide recession I have ever seen, to say nothing of the natural disasters that have been plaguing the world right and left. Sometimes it is good to step back and be thankful for what we have, instead of worrying about what we think we should have. I am blessed with a fantastic family, a roof over our heads and food to eat. The rest is just icing on the cake.

In the meanwhile, I was again out of bed at exactly three a.m. with my wife’s parting word ringing in my head, “Idiot!”

She’s just saying,

Mittster

Constitutional Rights

For those of you that have seen this video (click the title of this blog) before, it is well worth watching again. For those who have not seen it and believe in the Second Amendment to the Constitution of the United States of America, it will confirm why you believe in the right to keep and bear arms. For those of you who believe that gun rights should be abolished, you need to watch this video and thank God you were not in the situation that changed this young woman’s life forever.

How can anyone who watches world news not understand that citizens' rights to bear arms and the mightiest military on the planet are the only things between us and those who would try to destroy our way of life? We have the largest private army in the world; this fact keeps many foreign adversaries from contemplating any kind of frontal attack. The only success they have had is through cowardly attacks of suicide. You only have to look to the Middle East to understand what happens when the people lose their rights to assemble and bear arms.

For those politicians who think the right to bear arms should be abolished, I say this to each and every one of you. “Think again; the life we save may be your own!”

I’m just saying,

Mittster

Glow Like a Firefly!

I have had it – I mean, I have really had it. I am ready to buy a radiation detector, iodine pills, gas masks and heavy white coveralls. I am already stocking up on supplies of water and canned food. Since we can’t get the truth from the Japanese government or the utility companies, I am going to start preparing for the worst and hope for the best!

California is already reading higher than normal radiation numbers from the atmosphere and it’s only a matter of time before the radiation cloud reaches Arizona. God knows we already get a boatload of their smog. And, here is the kicker…the Japanese coastal waters are starting to glow like a poker in a blazing fire. Guess what, folks, the Japanese current runs like a runaway freight train right to British Colombia and then down the Pacific Northwest coastline!

I try not to be an alarmist, but, as usual, governments are hiding the truth and utilities are covering their butts. Sound familiar, it should, remember Three Mile Island? What a media fiasco that was. The Russians couldn’t hide Chernobyl because it was a nuclear explosion, for God’s sake, and radiation spiked like a moon rocket. That whole area is, and will always be, a dead zone not fit for man or beast, unless you want to grow three heads. I know none of this is funny, but I don’t know whether to put on suntan lotion or go hide in a hole.

As usual, We The People are being treated like mushrooms and are expected to take whatever our leaders dish out. Well, I’ve got a news flash for all politicians; up yours! While you are safely tucked away in your government bunkers, the people who pay your exorbitant salaries and perks will be dropping like flies. When you finally crawl out of your holes, life will be hard for you, just like it is for us now! Payback, butt heads, and it will be so sweet. The only way you are going to ride in your limousine is if you push it. Now that would be a sight to see.

I know this blog is an exaggeration, but damn, the whole situation is so frustrating. Japan is in the middle of a nuclear meltdown while we are fighting three wars and going bankrupt. About the time you think it can’t get any worse, it does…the Republicans have about fifty people thinking about running for president in 2012, instead of supporting a frontrunner who can beat President Obama and get him out of office before he sells our country down the path to ruin. The way things are looking, the Mayan calendar ending December 21, 2012, and all the doomsday predictions attributed to that date might be a blessing in disguise.

I’m just saying,

Mittster

Not Quartzsite Again!

Well, here I am again…stuck in the middle of “old folks” village, Quartzsite, Arizona. A few years ago I couldn’t even spell senior and now I are one. To make things worse, my free Internet here has disappeared, and that means I have to go down to the Senior Citizens’ Center for an Internet connection. Please tell me it isn’t so; it’s like looking into a mirror of truth when I go there and I can’t get used to the image I see. I better get used to it – May 13 is my 50th high school reunion and that mirror isn’t going to lie either! I’m not complaining about my place in life. In fact, I wouldn’t go back one second. Besides, even If I could, you can bet I would just screw up at a different level.

I remember when my mom was 68 and she complained that her body was falling apart at the seams while still housing a brilliant mind. I don’t know if my mind is brilliant, but you can bet it can still write a mean murder mystery – although I can’t find my truck keys half the time. My wife complains that men don’t age like women; she maintains that if men had babies, they too would look much older. That may be true, but I will not go to my grave with a pristine, unused body, and that is as it should be.

I find myself looking forward to conversations with my peers. Perhaps that is a sign that I am finally becoming comfortable with my age. I remember not too long ago when I didn’t like talking to people my own age because I didn’t want to admit that I was a senior. Besides, what could they tell me I didn’t already know? How silly is that, you are what you are. My peers also have a huge storehouse of knowledge that should be shared before they leave the planet. Holy crap, it really isn’t all about me, is it – when I learned that, I was able to release many things that made me anti-social.

This time of the year is a great time to be in Quartzsite. The traffic is much less congested because most of the vendors have packed up their tents and left along with all the motor home dealers. There are a few tents left, but even they will be getting out of Dodge before the desert heats up like a cheap frying pan. It won’t be long and this place will be a ghost town with only the hardiest souls staying to brave the 118 degree plus temperatures. It’s surprising how many seniors live here permanently now. You can bet they don’t go outside often and when they do, it’s only for a short while to stock up on grub and drink.

I will be coming back once a month throughout the summer to water trees and check on our small homestead. Personally, I love the heat and enjoy sitting in the afternoon shade sipping a cold soda while sweating like a stuffed pig in a sauna. Once a desert rat, always a desert rat; you can take the man out of the desert, but you can’t take the desert out of the man. I was watching Laurence of Arabia last night and I can understand why he (Laurence) loved the Arabian Desert so much. The Sonora Desert affects me much the same way, and it also explains why the back of my neck resembles old shoe leather….

Well, I’m off to the “old folks’ hangout” to get this blog posted and shoot the bull with the regulars. I may even learn something new today, which is usually the case.

Write on,

Mittster

The Power of Laughter

I really like it when someone posts on Facebook that they had a good laugh at something written by a friend. There is just not enough laughter in the world any more. Let’s face it, without the ability to laugh we lose our second most powerful communication tool. The first is love, and without that we are doomed.


I found my Friday laugh in a piece on YouTube called Troglodyte. It made me laugh loud and long. Afterward, I felt really good and the world seemed right for a time. Click on the title of this blog and see some of the scientific research being done concerning the real powers of laughter. I don’t know about you, but I need all the help I can get or the world comes crashing down on me with an overload of hate and discontent! Give me a freaking break – laughter does just that.


I think Friday should be a laughter holiday; what better way to get ready for the weekend. Bosses around the nation should have to back off and let the workers laugh to their heart's content. Sure, we still have to produce at work today, but I bet with laughter we will produce even more than usual. It would be good medicine for the bosses to laugh a little too, although I doubt they will produce any more than the usual, "bah humbug!"

Looking forward to the weekend is almost as good as the weekend itself, unless, of course, you have to work. In that case you need laughter even more than I. Can you imagine having Tuesday and Wednesday as a weekend? Who do you party and have fun with? Everyone is working while you cruise the lonely weeknight streets alone. No, you can’t quit – someone has to keep the world going so the rest of us can have great weekends. Sorry, Charlie, and keep up the good work….

I’m just saying,

Mittster

More WallyWorld Madness

Desecrating our flag should be a felony!












Not everyone can afford to get
married in Vegas you know!






I do not want to meet this lady in the men's room.

Don't these bimbos know that the real Jerry Garcia is dead?

Decedents of Genghis Khan...there goes the neighborhood!

I was going shopping until I saw this donkey

and bull show getting ready to go inside WallyWorld.

I told my wife that her mother was to old to be driving, but no...she wouldn't listen!

Flesh colored fanny pack and a tattoo...what more could you want in a woman?

OMG, please say it ain't so...a WallyWorld Lego Edition? Is nothing sacred anymore; my kids grew up playing with Legos! Who am I kidding, it was probably one of my kids who designed this thing....

Disclaimer: If any of these people, places or events resemble you...own up to it!

Amber Alert!

Have you seen this young girl? Her name is Ashley Flores
and she is missing! Call 911 if you have any information
concerning her whereabouts.

My 13 year old girl, Ashley Flores, is missing...
She has been missing for two weeks now..
Maybe if everyone passes this on, someone will see this
child.

That is how the girl from Stevens Point was found, by
circulation of her picture on TV..... The Internet circulates
even overseas, South America , and Canada etc.

Please pass this to everyone in your address book.
With GOD on her side, she will be found.

I am asking you all, begging you to please forward
this email on to anyone and everyone you know, PLEASE.

It is still not too late. Please help us. If anyone knows
anything, please contact me at:
HelpfindAshleyFlore s@yahoo.com

I am including a picture of her. All prayers are appreciated!!

It only takes 2 seconds to forward this...

If it was your child, you would want all the help you could get!!