Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Wow, HNT Already!

This week’s HNT picture is of one of my many scars. I know I am supposed to give you a little humorous story about it, but that’s really isn't possible in this case.

As some of you know, I was wounded in Vietnam. I was an infantryman and my primarily responsibility was to hump ammunition for the M-60 machine gunner. Not a great job because I carried about 75 pounds of M-60 ammo in addition to my normal load of ammo for my M-16, hand grenades, canteens of water, C-rations, etc.

The night I was wounded, my squad of ten grunts was on our way to set up a night ambush. Every night a squad from our company was sent out to do this. To make a long story short, a bad guy set off a homemade claymore mine on our way to the ambush site. It was quite effective, because it wounded 7 out of the 10 of us. I was in the middle of the group, so I bared the brunt and received 35 multiple fragment wounds, literally from head to toe.

It took something like 600 stitches to close all my wounds. I spent over 2 months in multiple hospitals recovering and have numerous scars all over my body. Hey, but the bright side was it got me out of Vietnam after only 1 month and two days? In addition, almost none of the scars show when I’m clothed and I didn’t die. See there is a bright side to this story.

Well, today I am going to show you one of the least disgusting of my scars. This one I call “Bug”. I know it’s weird that I’ve named some of my scars, but live with it.


Since you may not have been able to make out Bug in the first picture so I have outlined it in this one.


As a side note, where did all those freckles come from? I swear, I didn't have that many before I took this picture. I think I'd better get my glasses checked.

I thought we all could use a change of pace.






Wet yet?


Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Barbara has a new Caregiver

Remember yesterday I told you a new caregiver for Barbara was going to start today?

Do you remember what I was hoping for?

I said I hoped she would be a "hot, sassy little Latin cutie".

What did I get?


I got a "hot little Latin cutie". :)

I have no idea if she is sassy because she doesn't speak very much English to find out. But who the fuck cares if she speaks English? Not me that's for sure. We'll get by.

She is about 25 and petite, about 5' nothing and can't weight over 100 lbs. She is the cutest little thing you've ever seen and she giggles a lot, which makes her even cuter. I can tell she is thin, but she wears these baggy nurse type outfits so I don't know what her body looks like, YET.

The best part (yes, the best part, I'm not completely obsessed with boobs, naked bodies, sex, bare shoulders, mini skirts....STOP....I'd better stop here before I need some alone time) is that she can handle my wife who is no light weight that's for sure. Barbara doesn't get out of bed anymore so that makes it easier for someone to handle and also easier to find someone to take care of her. The agency says she is reliable and shows up on time everyday. That would be great.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Charity Book Auction

I saw a post on ArmyWifeToddlerMom's blog about an charity autographed book auction on e-bay someone had set up to help raise money for, what I think, is a very worthwhile cause, Soldiers Angels. I copied a little of her post to give you an idea what this is all about. I thought since so many of you are "book readers", you may want the opportunity to get an autographed copy of some smut, in layman's terms, romance novels. One of the books is going for $510 so this stuff must be good. Here's her post.


When hurricane Katrina struck, Suzanne, really wanted to DO something to benefit our Military men and women. So she graciously put together an auction on e-bay. Several of her friends are also writers, and they have donated signed copies of their books for auction. Suzanne Brockman, a New York Times best-seller, offered one of her books as well. All proceeds are going to Soldiers Angels. I think Suzanne did a great job on this, so go over and do some Christmas shopping for your girlfriend that needs a little romance PLEASE!!! Proceeds are for our guys an gals!!!!

I have to get a new caregiver

Sylvia, Barbara's caregiver, came very late this morning, AGAIN, and didn't call to tell either her agency or me she would be late. One day last week she didn't even show up or call. The agency finally got in touch with her at 2:30. Her excuse, "I couldn't get a baby sitter." Today's reason was she had to drop off some papers at her daughters school.

This is what I wanted to say to her this morning when she finally showed.

Boo fucking hoo! That's your problem, not mine. You have a job to do, and that's to take care of Barbara while I go to work. If your going to be late, or miss a day, fucking call! You just can not show up! If you give the agency a reasonable notice, they can get a sub. Don't leave me sitting by wondering where the fuck you are! Understand!

Obviously, I spoke to her and so did the agency. Not like that, but the same point was made very clear. So today when she didn't show I called that agency and ask them to get a replacement.

This really sucks too. Sylvia was a great caregiver. She did an excellent job taking care of Barbara and the house. She did much more than she is paid to do. For her lousy $10.25 /hour, besides taking care of Barbara, she did everyone's laundry and folded it, all I had to do was put it away. She cleaned the entire house, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher and took out the garbage each day. I could not ask for more. EXCEPT FOR HER TO SHOW THE FUCK UP!

But you know, she was going to leave on her own soon anyway, so this just makes it sooner. Her husband is making her move to North Carolina. He can't afford the expense of living here on Long Island. She was just waiting for the closing to go through on her house, and then she was moving.

And you want to know why her husband wants to leave? Fucking taxes! The property taxes on my little 1,200 sq ft ranch, on less than a 1/4 acre, are just under $10,000. Hey, I know that's not very much compared to y'all, but that's just the way it is. Some areas have high taxes, and some don't. I guess I'm just one of the lucky ones. ;)

Oh well, I've been through my share of caregivers in the last two years and the next one probably won't be my last.

And you know, maybe I'll get lucky and this one will be a hot, sassy little Latin cutie like Joannie was (she was caregiver number 2). She was very pretty and had a damn fine ass. She was lacking in the boob department, but the ass made up for it. I'll let you know how this one is.

Yeah, yeah, I know I'm a slut. What can I say? I enjoy looking at women. I don't get to touch any of them, but I'll take what I can get. ;)

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Tag, I'm it!

I was tagged again. This time by Roximoon. I am very open with my life, so this is going to start off pretty depressing, but that changes, so keep reading if you don't get too bored.

7 things I want to do before I die....(in order)
1. Sell my boat (anyone want to by it?)
2. See the end of my wife's illness (read my first post and you'll understand)
3. See my mother, sister and step-mother again (that has to wait until #2 happens and I can travel)
4. See my son settled and on his own (I've already decide he can stay with me as long as he wants to, because I'd hate being alone) (but, I know it's inevitable)
5. Move (to get away from the people that have abandoned us since my wife became ill) (but not until #2 & 4 happens)
6. Have sex with a woman, again. (But not for a while after #2 happens) (it's been about 3 years and I miss it)
7. Go scuba diving again (I've had my license for over 30 years, but don't get to do it anymore) (don't get to do very much of anything anymore)

7 things I can do....
1. Fix things (I can fix pretty much anything around the house or on my boat) (but if I can't fix it, I know how to buy a new one)
2. Grow things (I inherited my father's green thumb)
3. Cook well (I taught myself after my wife became ill and have become pretty good at it)
4. Sew (my mom made me learn how when I was growing up)
5. Back my boat into a boat slip in the wind (if you ever tried it, you'd know it's not very easy to do)
6. Provide a good shoulder to lean on (I once was told by a therapist that I should become one)
7. Make people laugh (it's nice to be able to make people happy)

7 things I can't do....
1. Bake things from scratch (not big on sweets or deserts, so I haven't learned how to do that)
2. Type with more than two fingers (but I can do that pretty fast, for two fingers that is)
3. Run real fast (but I can run far) (when I was in shape, I used to run 5 miles a day and not be very tired when I was done) (never tried running farther, so I don't know how far I could have run)
4. Stop looking at women (I've had my hand slapped a few time by my wife over the years for being too obvious) (but that's as far as it goes, I've always been very faithful to her)
5. Get away from a computer very long (I spend a lot of time at work on one, and when I'm home, that's about all I do anymore)
6. Stop biting my finger nails (yeah, I know it's a bad habit)
7. Stop procrastinating (my worst habit)

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex...
1. A smile (everyone looks good when they smile)
2. Eyes (the kind that can see into your soul)
3. Sense of humor (a little sarcastic and on the dirty side)
4. Boobs (any shape or size, I'm not fussy) (and yes, I'm shallow)
5. Bare legs (especially in mini skirts and short shorts
6. Nice ass (yes, still shallow)
7. Any woman wearing a tank top (I love bare shoulders)

7 celebrity crushes....
1. Dana Delany
2. Sofia Milos
3. Reba McEntire
4. Marg Helgenberger
5. Teri Hatcher
6. Shania Twain
7. Jennifer Love Hewitt (I know she's young, but she is so sexy)


I'm not going to tag anyone because I think everyone I know has been tagged, but if you've been missed, tag yourself and let me know.

Friday, September 9, 2005

Google Earth

I don't know how many of you haven't seen this yet, but if you haven't, download it now. None of the other programs I've used, even comes close to the details you see for about any area on the earths surface.

Geeze, and you thought all those gazillions of trillions of billions dollars we spent putting satellites in orbit was a waste of money.

You can get here...Google Earth