Subj : Rant Time To : Barry Martin From : Daryl Stout Date : Wed Mar 09 2022 04:25:00 Barry, DS> Ben met Anna. DS> Made a hit. DS> He didn't shave. DS> Ben Anna Split. DS> Burma Shave. BM> Ben just couldn't stand Anna being hairy than him! That's like the meme where this guy's in bed with this woman, and he sees this picture of a gruff man on the nightstand next to the bed. He panics, thinking it's her boyfriend, that's going to barge in on them. Well, he REALLY panics when she replies "That's not my boyfriend. That's me before the operation". Can you say "Oh, "?? Yet, I feel like that guy in the bed right now...please pardon me while I rant for a few minutes. On another note, I'm going to stick with getting stuff locally, or just do without it. The cellphone I had ordered with Consumer Cellular was shipped Thursday, and was supposed to arrive on Saturday...I even paid extra to have it sent Express Mail...what a waste of money that proved to be. Well, it didn't show up until yesterday (Tuesday), and I got a note that "the phone was picked up/delivered", and I flew into a rage, screaming "NOT BY ME IT WASN'T!!". I had signed up with Consumer Cellular to save $70 a month compared to Verizon. Besides, they all piggy back off of each others towers, anyway. So, when I go to the Post Office Box later this morning, that "picked up person" darn well better be the clerk there who put it in my Post Office Box. If not, I'm calling the Little Rock Police Department, and initiating a complaint on petty theft to the Post Office, and look to have someone arrested. I was so angry last night, that I could not see straight. Nature and a nightmare woke me, so that's why I'm replying way before the butt crack of dawn. In both cases of my reply...nothing is sacred or safe anymore. :P With all the crap that the Post Office has done to me in losing items, this one may take the cake. I had gotten a Post Office Box, as folks were stealing stuff out of my mailbox, and off my front porch. Well, I am now tempted to just cancel the Post Office Box when it comes up for renewal in August, and have everything sent here. But, that means I'll have to stay at home all day, and wait for the mail carrier to decide to show up. I've seen them sit down at the end of the block for an hour, while this part of his run is the last one. He apparently can't bring it on himself to go ahead and complete his job before stopping for the day. To those who work for the Postal Service who are reading this, you need to fire all those slackers who aren't doing their job, and revoke their hefty pensions. I don't care about the color of their skin...we all pee the same yellow, poop the same brown, and bleed the same red. Those hefty pensions are why the Postal Service is so in debt right now. And, with the poor service, they wonder why folks are going to email, FedEx, UPS, DHL, etc. Well, if the phone was stolen, and I end up selling the car (I'll have to if the glaucoma check next month shows major vision issues), and then end up losing the computer and internet, I'd be cut off from the outside world anyway, and no one would know if I was alive or dead (and I feel that they likely would not care...as they're tired of all my whining, complaining, bitching, etc.). Then, if I was able to get and activate the phone (I'm not optimistic at this point in time), it'd be a real PITA to have to notify all of these businesses and contacts of the new address (never mind if I have to change the phone number with the cellphone company change), if I end up cancelling the Post Office Box (even though it'd save at least $200 a year). It's going to be bad enough setting up the new phone (if it's even there). Again, if I can't get it locally, where I can pick it up, I'm going to do without it. I no longer do any business with eBay, and may do likewise with Amazon. Believe me, I would feel a lot better if the phone was in the Post Office Box later this morning, and in good condition. But, with my luck, it's gone (stolen), or it's damaged. Stressed spelled backwards is desserts, but I'm wondering if I've become lactose intolerant...as if I need another medical issue. To me, a meal isn't complete without dessert...although breakast may be the exception. A woman from my medical HMO Plan called yesterday, and she lamented that "according to Amazon, her address doesn't exist anymore". So, she had to go through a bunch of hoops to get that mess straightened out. Her place hadn't been hit by a tornado, etc...I guess Google Earth could not find it anymore. :P Next, Golden Corral sent me a coupon for "a free birthday buffet"...but "WITH the purchase of a second buffet". Well, that does me NO GOOD, as I have no one to take with me, and really can't afford it. Nothing in this life is FREE...Robert Heinlein was right with TANSTAFFL. I can't see going there to buy 2 buffets for myself...one would be plenty. Plus, the "Happy Birthday" songs they do now are so hokey and embarrassing. I was so enraged last night, I was thinking of another lousy birthday present. Just like last year, when it was the plumbing incident, where I cried for a week (I nearly hung up on my cousin when she called, and was contemplating suicide), I'm tempted to just shut everything down after my ham radio net on March 22, after selling the car that day, and unplugging everything, and just disappearing. There has to be a reason why I'm still here, but right now, I'm hard pressed to know why, with all the crap in my life over the last 2 1/2 years since my Mom died. I'm long overdue for something good to happen to me, and I feel as if I've been cursed. I didn't mind being her caregiver and Power Of Attorney (my brother wanted nothing to do with that...he just wanted his money)... but after the rodents (field rats) worked their way into the structure (I had to pay $7200 to get rid of them), to the car wreck, to the major plumbing incident, to this crap with the phone, I feel like the last part of "Today's Blooper"... "The newlywed couple married last Sunday would like to thank everyone for coming to their wedding, and bringing their happiness to a conclusion." As a side note...for the stuff with my Mom's care, it was the least that I could do for her...after all she had done for me over the years. It's so bad that I've cut myself down to a bland diet of 4 slices of wheat bread with butter, twice a day, washed down with lemon kool-aid, just so I can take my medications. That's NOT very nutritious...and with so little solid food, and so much fluid, my colon is in rebellion (you can guess where I'm spending most of my time now...but everyone feels I'm so full of crap, anyway)...never mind I'm a heart patient now. I'm looking at what else I can cut out of my life...but if I get rid of my hobbies (including the BBS), it's going to be awfully hard to find the will to live. It burns me that the BBS may not survive until its 30th birthday on May 1. My brother eats out every day, and can't understand why I can't do the same. For one, he gets more on disability than I do, but he also spends much of it on beer, tobacco, as well as eating out. He is like a caged animal if he has to stay at home, as he has no hobbies at all. We were raised in the same home, but we're as different as night and day (cue the song by Cole Porter). He's also like my late father...he hates computers. I'd love to go see my young lady friends at this area restaurant, and at church (I need a shoulder to cry on real bad right now), but I can't even afford that (that's part of the reason for the bland diet, as noted above). I've been a shoulder to cry on for so many others since my wife died 15 years ago, but when I've needed one, I've had no one...and I've had to suffer alone...and folks wonder why I'm depressed. I'm glad my Mom, my Dad, and my wife, are dead and gone, and not here to see me suffer. The song may note that "Big Girls Don't Cry", but to me, "Real Men Do"...and I'm about to that point. On the lack of being able to afford things, gas prices in some areas have jumped 50 cents in a day in the last 24 hours. I talked to a fellow ham radio operator who's an over the road truck driver, and he said he's having to pay nearly $6 a gallon for diesel fuel...about what regular gas is out in San Francisco right now...although it's likely much more. President (I use the term loosely) Bite-Me (sarcasm intended) has caved to the environmentalists, and won't release the abundant oil that we have here, and allow drilling on federal lands, which would substantially lower the gas prices. He decided to wait until it became "politically expedient" for him to ban the oil imports from Russia. There are a ton of politicians on both sides of the aisle who've decided to "jump ship", and not run for re-election in November. Well, what are they going to do when there's no wind for the windmills to power things, and no electricity to charge the electric cars?? If North Korea, or someone else sends an EMP over here, EVERYTHING GETS FRIED, and we'll be "back in the stone age" for everything. All that "green" ecology environmental stuff is the same color as pale green of death, as with the fourth horse of the Apocalypse. According to the Book Of Revelation, the fourth and fifth seals of judgment will result in death on a massive scale across the planet...likely 1/4, if not 1/2 of the total population. That could be from 2 to 4 billion people who die!! It'll make all this crap with Covid-19 seem like a walk in the park. I feel it's going to be a real bloodbath politically for the Democrats come November. But, I hear rumors that the globalists are going to get the US into a war with Russia with Ukraine, China with Taiwan, and possibly even North Korea. That would delay or cancel the elections, allowing all of the Dum-o-Craps (or is it Demon-Craps?? -- sarcasm intended on both counts) to stay in power. I hold the politicians in Washington, DC in utter contempt. They complain that they can't survive on $250,000+ a year (not to mention all their medical insurance, travel perks, etc.). They don't have a clue. Before the election, they give voters the "thumbs up"...after they win, they give voters "the bird"...that's vulgar, but it's true. You know darn well they will NEVER let "term limits" see the light of day. Senators Manchin and Sinema are the only ones with a good head on their shoulders that I can see...the rest are just in it for the money and power. Then, you have all these progressives that think "the free stuff" will always be available. The thing is, it's like the supply shelf at the grocery store, or the buffet bar at the restaurant. If someone isn't there to replenish the items that have been taken, sooner more than later, the deal will be empty, and the place will have to close down. When you confront these folks with the possibility of "things going dry", they panic, because they don't have an answer...and can't comprehend things running out...but "it's all about the math". It's not your fault, but even the hobbies aren't a diversion any more. I feel it's time I just go off, and cry for a week, if not more. Thanks for letting me rant. It's so bad that after I do the QWK Mail, the only thing I may do on the BBS is update the weather data...and not even do any of the doorgames. Speaking of weather, we're supposed to have rain changing to snow on Friday, then a hard freeze over the weekend. All the folks who've planted their gardens early, are as furious as I am with this crap with the Post Office. My cousin in Erie, Pennsylvania, NEVER plants her garden until AFTER Mother's Day...which is still 2 months away. It was 82 here this past Sunday...and some areas of Arkansas paid the price, with several tornadoes. The National Weather Service out of Little Rock is still doing storm damage surveys on the event...and our tornado season is just getting started. If I remember right, much of Iowa had several tornadoes last Saturday. I hope you weren't affected by the storms. The weather is so funky now, that I dread what the rest of tornado season... never mind hurricane season...is going to be like. Daryl .... Newspaper Headline: "Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft." === MultiMail/Win v0.52 --- SBBSecho 3.15-Win32 * Origin: The Thunderbolt BBS - Little Rock, Arkansas (454:1/33) .