Please Read..Too Funny."ONLY A MAN WOULD ATTEMPT THIS"

This little cutie pie to the left in "Maynard Chino".

He is one of our 5 companion animals. This picture is just absolutely adorable, and everytime I see it I just want to laugh because he is a 4 lb. furball that is so like a child. Too smart for his own good, and absolute love muffin. Later I will blog more upon all of furballs, but I just love this pic cause it is so like Maynard with all his personality.....*S*

Please enjoy the following post as it was sent to me a few months ago, and I laughed so hard that I couldn't read it all the way through without stopping. I laughed so hard my ribs hurt for days. When something is so funny it has just got to be shared. Since my place of employment was such a angry and sad place to be I wasn't comfortable to share even this hysterical laugh with co workers. So since I no longer work right now...I will share with those who have a sense of humor.....everybody else......*S* Enjoy!

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ONLY A MAN WOULD ATTEMPT THIS,

Just try reading this without laughing till you cry!!!

Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary told me this:

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized tazer. The effects of the tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.....??

WAY TOO COOL!

Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.

AWESOME!!!

Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised.. Am I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and tazer in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.

All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!' What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best.. .?

I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, 'don't do it dipshit,' reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . . . . . . . PICTURE THIS!!!

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD . . WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE HELL!!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs? The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.

Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a tazer, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor.. A three second burst would be considered conservative?

IT HURT LIKE HELL!!!

A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.

Apparently I pooped on myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair. I'm still looking for my nuts and I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!

P.S. My wife, can't stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!

If you think education is difficult, try being stupid

Being who you are with dignity and patience.

When you live in todays world it comes at a price when trying to communicate on the internet. Whether it is doing business or enjoying your passion and interest it does not matter. The price exist in small inconviences to invasions of privacy to out and out attacks. This is called living in todays world. It comes at a cost.
I have LiveJournal page that I started in 2009 in an attempt to deal with another round of the dreaded "internet trolls/stalkers" . I know it did little if anything but calm my frustration at the time. Years of frustration that is. For my crazy duo were not just my terrors from hell, but another innocent victims as well. I keep his identity private as he has been gotten far more abuse than I had ever experienced, and I wouldn't wish this hell on anyone ever. It is a nightmare that follows you online no matter where you go if you happen to have these real life demons stalking you through the internet. I can promise you this though, that if they have a twisted view of the world they can be most dedicated in their pursuit in making your life a living hell.
I will give you the link on my LiveJournal that if you have an interest in to the hell that began in 1998, and still continues to this day. That scariest of all is that I know who these nutjobs are, and I damn tired of trying to live my life with them breathing down the back of my neck everywhere I go. Hopefully the lik will work. If not, just leave a comment and I will send it to you.
here is the link: "Pommawolf....The Real One...."

A Whole New World...not a workaholic anymore.

It was about the week before Christmas of 2010 that I decided I had had enough of being a slave to my job. Especially a slave to the corporate monster that had taken over not only my life, but my soul mates life as well. We both worked for the same monster, but my husband had been with them longer.


We all have to work in order to meet our daily survival needs, but when you get up every morning with your ass dragging to the edge of the bed in protest you know there are deep questions to ask yourself. When your feet touch that cold bedroom floor of your work in process home, and your mind quickly speeds forward to the next task at hand with your shoulders curling forward in revulsion ..... your soul speaks up ....it is just time to stop the bullshit of denial.
I look out my bedroom window to see the awesome sight of a female moose wandering across our property for her morning breakfast. My mind says enough already. It is now time for life priorities, and figuring out just what is important in my life. Not just my life, but my soul mates as well.

How can you wake up with deep dread knotted in your stomach just knowing that life is speeding by like an Arctic winter wind. Life is too short, and I want to enjoy the world around me without regrets and what ifs. This is just the beginning what I had intended when I started this blog. To do what I want, when I want, and share all of my small piece of the world. Not only mine piece....but my soul mate's part in it. Our life living our dreams.

I hope you enjoy the moose.....*S* I had this picture along with many other in my camera since the day I quit my job. I pack my camera everywhere since the photo opts are ever present when you live in Alaska. The Kindle and the digital camera are in the bag everywhere I go. Yes... you can live in the interior of Alaska and enjoy the modern gadgets. But I still don't have a continuous wireless connection since there are not enough cell towers this far north. Well off to play on the net and hopefully I will stick to my guns and post daily to share my little world with those that actually take an interest. Have a great day folks. Who knows. Maybe I'll even post more than once a day. There are always possibilities...*S*

Our Family is Growing

MY DEAR FRIENDS.....,
I am touching base with all of you in hopes that you all know that I am still noting all you news as soon as I can, and reading and signing all the petition's as I can. I try to be here for all of you as I can as things have been a bit hairy through the summer die to the more than I can count forest fires that knocked us all to our knees with air as thick as pea soup. Many of us here have suffered to the poor air quality, and many of us are still fighting lung infections that are taking longer than normal to recover from. I have been fighting a serious lung infection that is just not going quietly into the good night....but kicked my royal behind. It is just taking time to get well.
I try to send out pleas for help for the voiceless as I can, but I have been pretty drugged out for the last 2 months, and trying to play catch up....and for that I am extremely sorry for when I couldn't respond as quick as I could in the past. Please know that your Pm's to me are being caught up with...I will never ignore you...it is just taking me a bit more time than usual......*S*
I also wanted to share with you that care...my son recently proposed to his special lady, and she has said yes....*S * We are ever so happy that he is happy with the love of his life....this just tickles us that he has found his soul mate....*S* With this special union of love comes a young boy age 5 who has been calling him "Daddy" now for almost a year......*S* He he is a joy and welcome as our grandchild as blood means nothing when love, heart and soul makes family.....*S* We are overjoyed with adding his lady love and her child into our "family" . Our son''s birthday was on August 21st, the same week that he proposed to his sweetheart, and on his birthday he found out that he will be a father for the second time.....(cause we count his sweetie's son as our own")....but we are also very happy to be grandparents for the second time. Blood is only a fluid....and love comes straight from the heart and soul....love is simply love.....and always unconditional.....*S*
I realize I have not been active, but family stuff as what I have just shared has kept us busy.....I hope and pray that you can understand that...I know you do.....*S*
I have also been upset with the Idaho wolf hunt that is wrong and cruel. I now have been made a target of ex trouble makers who have been just thrilled with the killing of the wolves.
They come crawling out of the woodwork, and now they feel justified now that they can smell the blood just at their fingertips...as they squeeze that trigger in thrill and anticipation.
Why they feel as they do, act as they do...I will never understand. It eludes me. It is a slap in the face of everything I have been raised to believe and have faith in. Killers in human form that care nothing about the creatures they hate and slaughter. They have been raised in an environment that is full of delusion and misinformation that they will never feel compassion for. For that alone I feel sick and disappointed. Disappointed in the human species. That they will never learn from another species pain and agony for they are that close minded and selfish of a creature, They have been bred in hate and lies, and wish nothing but the existence of a creature gone.
The Welfare Rancher of the West is alive and well. They care nothing but what they are accustom to, and have no desire to be taught anything different. Why should they? Its free money, free land and free pity.

Living and Working in Alaska....

July 20, 2009
Well went home yesterday late afternoon, and just had leftovers for dinner. I had not had the chance to do any housework let alone the dishes …*S*. We had our dinner and just decided to relax for the rest of the as we are headed back out to do another days work, some we watched a movie to end the productive day.
We got up this morning at three o’clock to have coffee and watch our weekday morning dose of “Angel”. It is a show that is easy to like, and characters to become attached to, and little lessons that shine through each episode. We spent some time with the fur babies, a bunch of pets and snuggle & huggles. They always know we are going to leave the house when we get up so early to start the day. It upsets them so much so that they act out in bad behaviors, but it is only because they would prefer to have us stay home with them all day. If only they could read our minds and know that we are working on our forever home, and that our hope are to retire early so we can spend more time with them each day.
We are now at the property, and during the drive we could see and taste the smoke in the air from all the surrounding forest fires. It is so amazing that although the fires are quite some distance from where we are that we should be able to taste and see their effects at all. But see it and taste we do. My soul mates intention is to finish the smoothing out of our foundation, and stake out the size and area of our home on the foundation. We have been working at creation of our forever home just bits at a time so it will be already for the move next spring of 2010. We are not rich, but simple working folks that have been working towards this goal for the last 10 years. A simple dream for just plain working folks.

The pictures you see above are ones that I have taken as we are working on our property. It's not a cheap job, but we are doing most of the work ourselves so it keeps the expense down quite alot. The beautiful purple flowers are named "Fireweed", and they grow like a weed, but they aren't really a weed. People make honey, lellies and tea from the flowers, and they bloom in July and filter away in the early fall about September. It is quite a sight viewing them covering a whole field in their wild abundance. They can also be found in Northern Canada as well.

It is now our vacation, and we have completed a little bit of the last work for the year on the property. The forest fires are still burning and the smoke blows into to our area, so it makes it quite hard to breath let alone see more than a mile. WE hope and pray daily that the weather will change so we can get ooler temperatures and some much needed rain. We been having a drought, so everything is dry and arid. We need the rain, but we definitely DO NOT need the lightening that would come with the thunderstorms. Although it would be great to have the most perfect weather, we are praying for rainl rain, rain. WE are having the high temps as you would normally have in the lower 48 states, and the Pacific Northwest is having cooler temps. So if anyone out their has rain that they don;t really want...please send it to the Interior of Alaska because we could really use it....*S*

July 19, 2009 Continued....
We just made the final and last payment on our home, and that is the biggest hurdle of all. No more monthly house payment, or rent to pay ever again, and we own it lock, stock and barrel. Who would have ever of thought we would pay off our home in less than two years? Surely , no one but the two of us. But we did it. Thanks to the “powers that be”, someone was looking out for us. We never missed a single payment, nor did we ever make a late one. Our home is not a mansion, but a simple one that we can now finish designing and remodeling, and it will be the home of our dreams.
The one thing that we do have in our favor as we worked hard these last eighteen months was that we both work for the same company, and the job security is never a worry. Although we both work for a corporation, our age and experience is on our side, and that our boss/supervisor especially likes us both tremendously. Our boss knows he getting the better part of the bargain, and he will never have to fire us due to poor work performance, but we are an asset that he can hardly spare to lose. We both are hard workers, and we are a big added bonus in keeping the ever moving work machine a running as we are older and more dedicated to a hard day’s work. We are dependable, and we are not the whiners, complainers even as we do struggle with today’s lack of work ethic that we observe in so many others. That is another issue I will write on in the near future, but not right now as it is off the topic at hand.
As we worked hard each day at our jobs, and stayed home on most of our days off in order to save all the money that we could … when we did venture away from home we scoured the hundreds of miles surrounding our small town/city in order to find the perfect piece of land to buy to place our new home upon. We became disenchanted with the greed of realtors, and property owners, and the extent of that slobbering greed. For it seemed impossible to find a decent parcel of land that had the qualities that we desired. Not that we were demanding a kings unobtainable piece of land, but the simple acreage to place a home, and have room for peace and privacy. No neighbors or looky loos, no freeway, highway or city zoning limitations. Just some acreage of about five to ten acres, quiet and private enough that we couldn’t see the next door neighbors mowing their lawn on the weekends.
A quaint lot with many trees, and the hope to observe wildlife now and again. Instead we found land owners who were to settle for $150,000 for a mere /12 acre that was so immersed in muskage that we would have to haul in twenty truck loads of fill dirt! Can you image the nightmare in the making? We would have to invest in bug repellent just to live on the lot. For those of you that know little of Alaska’s wilderness, there be bugs galore here. Big bugs, small bugs, and itsy, bitsy tiny bugs here. I swear if I ever hear anyone from the lower 48 complain about mosquito’s they have I will buy them a ticket for a summer vacation in the great big Bush of Alaska. When I say Bush, I don’t mean that sorry excuse of human garbage ex-president Bu$h, but I mean “the Bush” as in the wild interior of Alaska where there is very little in the way of accommodations, but instead where there are NO accommodations at all to speak of. You would be lucky to have electricity, and extremely lucky if you have running water and an inside toilet.
I do not want to reveal the location of where I live due to certain internet trolls that may come to read my blog, so I will just say that we live outside of Fairbanks Alaska, and in the wonderful wilderness where seeing a moose is an everyday occurrence ….. *S* There are dozens of small communities surrounding Fairbanks, and three highways to get anywhere to a certain extent. There are dozens of even smaller villages that requires an airplane to gain access to. So enough will be said about my location, and if that does settle well with some folks reading this … well, sorry you’ll just have to get over it I guess … *S* So back to our dream home folks …..
We finally found the perfect 10 acres far enough from a town where we will be making trips into town only on the much needed occasion only. In fact you can’t even see the town from the mountain of where we will be, and that suits me just fine …*S*. The view out our front window will be to die for, and it is breath taking when a thunder storm comes rolling in. The mountain range across the valley is lush and green with black pine and birch trees, and the Chatanika River at the bottom of the mountain. The birch trees are especially welcome even though their leaves create too much work when fall ventures upon us. The birch trees are a main food source for the moose here, and where you find the thick stands of birch you’ll find the moose and their bed down areas, and where there is birch there is moose poop galore. I suppose I could find a good retirement job by collecting moose poop for the numerous souvenirs items that sell by the thousands of dollars each year …but I can think of many other side jobs other than moose poop collecting as I wouldn’t spend a penny on a moose poop pair of earrings …. *ROTFLMAO* {this is an absolute fact, many souvenir’s are created with Alaskan moose poop droppings}
As I write this little entry, I am sitting in our Pathfinder as my soul mate is operating the D6 CAT. He is working on our piece of property, and level out the ground where our house will be moved on to next summer. Earlier this spring he took out all the trees that were unhealthy and damaged to clear an area to set our home upon. It was back breaking that took about 3 weekends, and as he cut them down and stripped the limbs and branches of the trees, I retrieved all of them to drag to a pile that will be used to fill in the areas that need to be flattened for the foundation for the home.
My soul mate is an amazing man. I am most fortunate that we found each other many years ago. He is industrious and experienced in many areas and fields. An intelligent man to say the least, and he can operate almost any kind of equipment from computers to a D-9 CAT, and back again to a professional business man. He is one of those people that loves to learn, and when it is there to learn …he will not fail in his goal to learn it. It is through the life experiences that he using a D-9 CAT to clear the area on our land for our home. We’ve already cut down the trees, and cleared the brush, so now it all needs to be plowed with a D-9 CAT. I guess the best way to describe it is that the muskeg has to be scraped away and buried along with the brush, and dirt spread around to flatten the area where the house will be set on. It has taken about 6 hours so far today, and we are about to pack up and head back head due to a storm front moving in. The thunder is a rumbling, and we are praying for no lightening.
This has been the year for forest fires in Alaska. Many of the fires were started because of the summer storms. The thunder and the lightening comes with the storms, and when the lightning strikes in the wilderness the fires begin to run rampant, and so many acres of wilderness gets destroyed. Although it is a part of nature, and it helps renew Mother Earth it is the animals that I worry about the most. They are helpless to defend themselves against such a force of nature, and many lose their lives while trying to flee the flames licking at their heels. Their wild habitat forever damaged, and those that do survive now have to struggle to find new food and water sources. The Forest Service and firefighters can only do so much as there are thousands and thousands of acres ablaze, and much of it cannot be accessed because of the rough terrain. So we must deal with it the best we can, and only hope that many of the fires were accidental, and not set by the many careless campers and tourist who have not taken care of their use of fire and cigarettes being tossed out of their vehicles and campfires.
When we started the day the skies were clear except for the light haze hanging in the distance above the mountain tops across the valley. Yet as the day progressed the thickness of the smoke increased, and with it came the smell of smoke and a thunder storm brewed in the distance behind our backs from the northeast. My soul mate finished up what he could for the day, and the sprinkle of rain was soon misting down upon our heads and faces. We are both tired and worn out as we just worked our Friday yesterday, and we have been up before the chickens this fine and beautiful morning at about four o’clock. It is now about four thirty p.m., and we have put in a good days work. We will park the CAT for the day, and head home to relax for a time before bed, just to get up again for yet another day of working on the property.

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July 19, 2009
This is our second summer in the Interior of Alaska, and it has been a learning season. Although we have been Alaska for a few years now each oncoming season bring new challenges and goals to achieve. When we moved back to Alaska from the Pacific Northwest with our own two hands on the lower forty eight we knew it was going to be forever. It is our hope and dream to retire, and to in our forever home of our own making. Whether that dream home was to be one that we built with our own two hands … or should I say with our own four hands, it was going to ours made of our own imaginations.
We first discovered to our dismay that to buy a home anywhere in Alaska was going to cost us a fortune. That our nation is in a full blown confused mess because our failure of a president and government leaders is a foregone conclusion. Not one person in the United States ever believed that our country was going to end in the disaster that it is now, but trying to survive in today’s economy is a whole new ball game altogether. My soul mate and I had one thing going in our favor when this nightmare that Bu$h brought down upon our heads, and that was that our children are already grownups, and we no longer have to support them. That both children live here in Alaska; have jobs, hopes and dreams of their own. The oldest is out of the house with the beginnings of a family in the making, and our daughter although living at home and pays rent to help out financially is also building her dreams of the future.
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