tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15641240958809679952023-11-16T01:06:56.734-05:00Humans: The Other White MeatAtheist-based and other rants that pop into my headPyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-20689487795445762352008-06-09T22:22:00.005-04:002008-06-10T09:18:59.163-04:00Ms Laney goes to the zoo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72iB1UdlymSCYU7KlSxlucmhWrPh0YnUq1UIGZkflxzjfm1-s8GbrSiNafCzhqmAUGBETi5ALhdjk754sxh7kiAUBUVBeX3KAiYrpeOjBeTMORXgSSsfsr7maURU0iwo9SGouPY2NDMqx/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72iB1UdlymSCYU7KlSxlucmhWrPh0YnUq1UIGZkflxzjfm1-s8GbrSiNafCzhqmAUGBETi5ALhdjk754sxh7kiAUBUVBeX3KAiYrpeOjBeTMORXgSSsfsr7maURU0iwo9SGouPY2NDMqx/s200/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210241689919707058" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FMATJmqm-pe06J4lsP4bEAeu9Cmsw1F0VanDV_3v15JoOlTMwNisHU1H9iBD1iDO02TGbaRb8QDN_wkjMWRKM8B922SSYiklJuoKid6J0U1zEAo5cSV4VFEUemhCjLT7fGDdc6a2ZmAL/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FMATJmqm-pe06J4lsP4bEAeu9Cmsw1F0VanDV_3v15JoOlTMwNisHU1H9iBD1iDO02TGbaRb8QDN_wkjMWRKM8B922SSYiklJuoKid6J0U1zEAo5cSV4VFEUemhCjLT7fGDdc6a2ZmAL/s200/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210241426788009410" /></a><br />I'm doing a post on my niece Laney. I call her Ms Laney. Laney was born with hyperinsulinism. What is hyperinsulinism you ask. Her body make to much insulin. Like a diabetic but in reverse. She only a year and allready a handfull. Climbing on the couch all by her self. Torturing the cats. She is the baby of the family and brings much joy to my otherwise dull life. So here are some pictures of Ms laney at the zoo. I'll post the pic if I can ever get the damn things to load.Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-7205187764028353532008-04-02T09:07:00.003-04:002008-04-02T09:29:42.900-04:00We are not a superpower!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWmkyv2lwDt7SoiAJ9stsdewLDS3PJXDkGoP78rd_roiu5O3DrBh9TKVhl1Qd7A5sFd8dOBedA2lav7h9iK0_iqLoFe22-RgLP5OyepOSGD-3oi1lR7kABEB_v-_jA5slqtYSjBqKYf7B/s1600-h/broke.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184639415254209218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWmkyv2lwDt7SoiAJ9stsdewLDS3PJXDkGoP78rd_roiu5O3DrBh9TKVhl1Qd7A5sFd8dOBedA2lav7h9iK0_iqLoFe22-RgLP5OyepOSGD-3oi1lR7kABEB_v-_jA5slqtYSjBqKYf7B/s320/broke.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Have you notice that we think( the usa that is) that we are still a superpower. This counrty has to be the biggest bunch of dumb ass! The rest of the world is laughing at us and were to fucking stupid to notice. Were a joke. We might be heading towards a recession. We are in a recession! The war is bleeding us white. What is going to take for us to wake up and see the truth! Thats my rant for the day.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-74482007487687217912008-02-06T07:23:00.000-05:002008-02-06T07:44:47.963-05:00Taking a break.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ekPG5aR41zcTmjarg5pUR1YF4NhuLsIN66hLeaZYguEW0gC-7KkUK9j1KMfrhM0SSZHTGjWznyRzYf_m8P_LPe_lCjA2QMU4doWgrbqkuaBJj-xtQCahg8V6TrzxU9YQHxstdOxBKFqZ/s1600-h/OUT-TO-LUNCH.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163847206072371714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ekPG5aR41zcTmjarg5pUR1YF4NhuLsIN66hLeaZYguEW0gC-7KkUK9j1KMfrhM0SSZHTGjWznyRzYf_m8P_LPe_lCjA2QMU4doWgrbqkuaBJj-xtQCahg8V6TrzxU9YQHxstdOxBKFqZ/s320/OUT-TO-LUNCH.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I'm taking a break. I'm burnt out and really have nothing to blog about. And beside it's not like anyone has been reading my blogs of late anyhow. I know my last couple blogs have been lame. So see you on the flip side.<br /><br /><br /><br />Bob</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-35195167588760157962008-02-04T09:47:00.000-05:002008-02-04T10:09:50.981-05:00Now for something different.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-t5Kq8oLQGpPIvkktZP7SnctULAHG1cctTbQaMD91Fou05HQyrvm8hNwwRYe_-zCU8TCOWKchAe8LpNEm9H02c9G-F8l8BucD4NE4Ee22vCPCw5UMDwD2ZVQvSsfo-NdURH4_aisZQKKq/s1600-h/Panzer5Tiger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163142410529032690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-t5Kq8oLQGpPIvkktZP7SnctULAHG1cctTbQaMD91Fou05HQyrvm8hNwwRYe_-zCU8TCOWKchAe8LpNEm9H02c9G-F8l8BucD4NE4Ee22vCPCw5UMDwD2ZVQvSsfo-NdURH4_aisZQKKq/s320/Panzer5Tiger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>TIGER, tiger, burning bright<br /><a name="1"></a><br />In the forests of the night,<br /><a name="2"></a><br />What immortal hand or eye<br /><a name="3"></a><br />Could frame thy fearful symmetry?<br /><a name="4"></a><br /><br />In what distant deeps or skies<br /><a name="5">5</a><br />Burnt the fire of thine eyes?<br /><a name="6"></a><br />On what wings dare he aspire?<br /><a name="7"></a><br />What the hand dare seize the fire?<br /><a name="8"></a><br /><br />And what shoulder and what art<br /><a name="9"></a><br />Could twist the sinews of thy heart?<br /><a name="10">10</a><br />And when thy heart began to beat,<br /><a name="11"></a><br />What dread hand and what dread feet?<br /><a name="12"></a><br /><br />What the hammer? what the chain?<br /><a name="13"></a><br />In what furnace was thy brain?<br /><a name="14"></a><br />What the anvil? What dread grasp<br /><a name="15">15</a><br />Dare its deadly terrors clasp?<br /><a name="16"></a><br /><br />When the stars threw down their spears,<br /><a name="17"></a><br />And water'd heaven with their tears,<br /><a name="18"></a><br />Did He smile His work to see?<br /><a name="19"></a><br />Did He who made the lamb make thee?<br /><a name="20">20</a><br /><br />Tiger, tiger, burning bright<br /><a name="21"></a><br />In the forests of the night,<br /><a name="22"></a><br />What immortal hand or eye<br /><a name="23"></a><br />Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?<br /><a name="24"></a></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-13168920216874932112008-01-31T09:30:00.000-05:002008-01-31T09:35:16.309-05:00Slacker<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFuNvqX4UXJaUZlkTDcdJhV6YF-Fm3tuu2nLZUhz0NFYeIhIvCuR9y_hOl1bCnGMQAtvW3Erwx7A7jEoUkOWS3Ay-JaHyI3hNeYzhafa02jcjt4bDj3tWAG8q2DSXM4GvU0oTsGek5OsS/s1600-h/SixInchSub.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161649162069363170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFuNvqX4UXJaUZlkTDcdJhV6YF-Fm3tuu2nLZUhz0NFYeIhIvCuR9y_hOl1bCnGMQAtvW3Erwx7A7jEoUkOWS3Ay-JaHyI3hNeYzhafa02jcjt4bDj3tWAG8q2DSXM4GvU0oTsGek5OsS/s320/SixInchSub.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Four jobs I have had in my life: 1. Dishwasher<br />2. Direct care worker<br />3. paper boy<br />4. janitor<br /><br />Four movies I would watch over and over: 1. Jin-Roh<br />2. Silent hill<br />3. Grandma's boy<br />4. Mystery science theater 3000 the movie.<br /><br />Four places I have lived: 1. Battle Creek,Mi<br />2. Kalamazoo,Mi<br />3. Fort Benning,Ga<br />4.N/A<br /><br />Four T.V. Shows I watch: 1. Countdown with Keith Olberman<br />2. Shin Chin show<br />3. Frontline<br />4. cops<br /><br />Four places I have been:<br />1. Texas<br />2. Georgia<br />3. Ohio<br />4. North and south Carolina<br /><br />People who email me regularly: 1. Blogger<br />2. Mom<br />3. Kara and Julie<br />4. Larr-oo<br /><br />Four of my favorite foods:<br />1. Indina Food<br />2. Italian food<br />3. Anything dead<br />4. Bar cheese and Ritz crackers<br /><br />Four places I would rather be right now:<br />1. Japan (being the fat guy in the godzilla outfit).<br />2. Germany<br />3. Italy<br />4. The U.K.<br /><br />Four friends I think will respond:<br />1. Mom<br />2. Dee Dee<br />3. The flying monkey I keep under my bed.<br />4. Kara<br /><br />Things I am looking forward to this year:<br />1. Getting a playstation 3<br />2. Getting hit by a bus.<br />3. The next silent hill game.<br />4. have my monkeys taking over the world.<br /><br />Well I think that's everything.<br /></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-67335005807858998322008-01-22T10:37:00.000-05:002008-01-22T10:47:51.468-05:00Drawing a blank<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgARkyjHWgz2eiKs0OdftubIxBDhbjuZ2xzuDittNjIjetyrQIp6pAM30rMkjG1dL1XeVDQ6YoVeZliduxpiE1f6zpL7_yCUrQh40uxbF2n1L_0LWMsqFBOgUH4aarEXlu98hdaJomKdXU9/s1600-h/MovingOut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158328102916100722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgARkyjHWgz2eiKs0OdftubIxBDhbjuZ2xzuDittNjIjetyrQIp6pAM30rMkjG1dL1XeVDQ6YoVeZliduxpiE1f6zpL7_yCUrQh40uxbF2n1L_0LWMsqFBOgUH4aarEXlu98hdaJomKdXU9/s320/MovingOut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I haven't post in while. Been having writer block. For the life of me I'm at a lost for a post. My post on the bergepanther went no where. Soooo on that note I will be sending my niece with her tools of death to deal out justice. The picture is of my niece Ms. Laney.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-21905579302779080342008-01-08T11:35:00.000-05:002008-01-08T11:37:15.399-05:00old post from 360..but still worth a read.Ssssooo I'm watching now or was it frontline. Either way it was on Pbs(and was the ONLY thing worth watching at that time). They were talking to the auther of a new book about the Iraq and Vietnam...and how much alike they are. I remember I was watching "Vietnam the 10,000 day war" . Listening to what they were tell the rest of world how they were winning the war...We just need more time,more troops,more money....we can win this! Sound familiar. We have not learn from Vietnam, and like Vietnam I doubt we are going to win. How many kids do we have to ship home in bodybags? For us to learn! And like in Vietnam who are we asking to go and fight...The poor and the working class. Because why should the rich send there kids to fight and die for "democracy"....and don't fool yoursevles it's not about "democracy". It's about lining the pockets of a few. We have no real plan for Iraq. No plans to "win the war",no plans for a time table to get out. No real plans to help Iraq to achieve "democracy" . Much like Vietnam. This is my thought about people who want war.....let them go and fight it!Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-80375891747579662712008-01-04T09:23:00.000-05:002008-01-04T09:31:51.208-05:00Thought of the day.All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. All Work and no play Makes Bob a dull boy. <span style="font-family:courier new;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy.All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy.</span>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-73593086058986527272007-12-19T09:30:00.000-05:002007-12-19T10:14:28.531-05:00Top 20 albumsI was thinking about this on the way home from work today. Since most of us are music lovers. Why not do a top 20 of your favorite albums. Now if your like me I could easly do a top 100. But for this blog lets just do a top 20 for the time being. Here is my list in no particular order.<br /><br />1. Slayer: God hates us all 8. Dismember: Like an ever-flowing stream<br />2. Ride: nowhere 9. The gathering:Mandylion<br />3. Mira:mira 10. Elliot: False cathedral<br />4. Pixies:bossanova 11. Pink Floyd: pulse<br />5. Anathema: A fine day to exit 12. Neurosis: Souls at zero<br />6. Silent hill series soundtracks 13. Immolation: Here in after<br />7. Sick of it all:Blood,sweat and no tears 14. Incantation: Mortal throne of Nazarene 15. Concrete Blonde: Bloodlet,16. The Jin-Roh soundtrack,17. Disembowelment: Transcendence into the peripheral,18. Isis: Panopticon,19. Rodrige y Gabriela: Rodrige y Gbriela,20. The war a Ken Burns film: the soundtrack. So there you are here my list of 20.Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-71613852349615298492007-12-18T09:37:00.000-05:002007-12-18T09:53:28.199-05:00Seven random and/or weird things about me.1. I love playing with the silkie part on blankets. 2. Me and Larro share the same birthday a year apart(sept 29). 3. I carry a Zippo( the real deal not a cheap knack off). 4. Everytime my car hits something I make a pssssst sound(you know like a hole,old woman with a walker,lawyer,etc). 5. I hung myself on the playground when I was a kid. 6. I'm a dyslexic(not joking). 7. I always lay out my clothes for the next day. So there you go some odd things about me.Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-75803612240969180812007-12-17T18:50:00.000-05:002007-12-18T09:10:24.981-05:00Bergepanther<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqd_nCye_cgr1EjCTjFJ7orNy_satV0mE014BuqxcJs-p9haQGq0RzuQox5Er8ZD7zx5a9Al9Tz3-DBQC7BWi8J8ZJwyPNaz_mxbVwH86tDi9sL1GcZSZKqpuEI4eYBs31gys_k5DNHCW/s1600-h/ScannedImage[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145107527859081826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqd_nCye_cgr1EjCTjFJ7orNy_satV0mE014BuqxcJs-p9haQGq0RzuQox5Er8ZD7zx5a9Al9Tz3-DBQC7BWi8J8ZJwyPNaz_mxbVwH86tDi9sL1GcZSZKqpuEI4eYBs31gys_k5DNHCW/s320/ScannedImage%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>History:<br /><br />The Problem of recovering heavy tanks had become clear since the commitment of the Tiger in late 1942. In view of the large number of panthers it was intended to deploy in mid 1943,plans were made for a recovery vehicle based on the panther chassis. In June 1943,the first twelve were built by simply providing a turretless tank chassis from the MAN production. Normal production was then under-taken by Henschel from July 1943, and they built 70 before their Panther production ceased in November 1943. The need Berge-panther continued, and in February 1944,Demag converted their entire Panther production to Bergepanther. After an additional 150 Ausf A units,the Ausf G went into production in September 1944. In April 1944. Hitler ordered that Bergepanthers be built from Panthers sent rebuild, and the plan was for thirteen in April,eighteen in May,twenty in June and ten in July this programme did not materialze,and only eight conversions were made in August 1944.<br /><br />Specific features:<br /><br />The original twelve Bergepanther were turretless panther Ausf D , but those built by Henschel in 1943 were fully equipped with a 40 ton winch,spade and 1.5 ton derrick. Again the chassis was Ausf D. The Demag vehicles with the "letter-box" MG port in the hull front plate. 2cm KwK38 Mounting was eliminated from this series, and the spade was extended.<br /><br />Combat sevice:<br /><br />The panzer Regiment Lauchert had four of the first twelve,so-called Schlepper,at Kursk (the biggest tank battle of ww2) in July 1943, while the 51st and 52nd Panzerabteilungen each had four Bergepanther. The normal establishment of the workshop and recovery company of each tank detachment was from two to four Bergepanther. The workshop and company of the heavy tank detachments was two Bergepanther.<br /><br />Final thoughts:<br /><br />My source for information on this subject : Encyclopedia of GERMAN TANKS of world war two(my bible).<br /><br />The picture: Is of my Bergepanther Ausf D. I used the Italeri kit straight from the box. The only thing not from the kit was a piece of wood I stole from sister doll house. Sorry it's not the greatest picture.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-52269425204706785312007-12-13T18:36:00.000-05:002007-12-14T14:21:14.215-05:00I've been taggedOk so I have been tagged to tell about event that I can't explain away. A paranormal event if you will. Generally I don't buy into to that stuff. I think of you sit down and take a good look at it. You'll find that there is rational explanation. After I got out of the army I worked for a cleaning company called knight's cleaner. I worked for this company for about twelve years(give or take a year). The one building that I spent a good chunk of the time cleaning was a building named old kent(a six story office buidling). The 5th and the 3th floors were will known for having odd occurances. Most of the "odd occurances" that happen to me to. I can explain away as over active immagination. Working in a building by yourself where the most mundain noise become very sinister. There are four events that I'm still working on to explain. My first year at old kent I had going to the 5th floor to grab a can of pop. As I'm walking out of the suite The door closed byhide me(it was automatic closeing door)....I made sure it was locked. I got on the elevator and heard the door open and slam shut again. So I stuck my head out to see if there was someone there. There was not. Years later I had to do walkthroughs to make sure the work had been done( I was a suppervisor and this was part of my job). Once again this occurance happen on the 5th floor. As I walk around the corner and looked down the hall I could see someone walk around the corner at the far end of the hall. I thought nothing of it. This was an accounting firm and it was tax season. So it was not uncommon for people to work late. I did my walkthrough and found no one in the suite. I didn't hear them leave. I heard no doors open and close. That was a "what the fuck was that" moment. Not to long after that little event I was up on the same floor cleaning the bathroom. When I heard someone call my name. I thought it was the Art(my boss at the time). It wasn't uncommon for him to pop in at odd times to see how things were going or to tell that me about work that needed to be done. Nothing....So I checked the park lot(from the 5th floor you had a good view of both parking lots). His truck wasn't there,for that matter the only car in the parking lot was mine. Yet another "what the fuck was that" moment. The last event happen on the 3rd floor. I was cleaning the lawyer office on the 3rd floor. Lost in my thoughts. About half way through I got this over-whelming feeling like I was being watched. It creeped me out so bad that I had to go outside and have a smoke to calm down. In all the years that I had work there...this is the only time I have freaked out like that. I have never been so rattle before or since. I know it was just my mind working over time. But what got me it come out of the blue! So these are my stories. Take them for what you will. Parting thoughts about Old kent. Old Kent was built on the site of the old post tavern. A well know hotel and restaurant. Post Tavern was well know for being"haunted". Old kent has had two deaths. One guy died while the build was being built the other died in a suite(while I was working there..and no I didn't kill him) of natural causes.Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-60682978162637476292007-12-09T09:25:00.000-05:002007-12-09T10:11:49.036-05:00Urban Exploration<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAmlLto1nFQJlisQ45-dZ73b1w3Qz14uDyoEHKuzVaf9e9QZfGKAjnNG7gGK-4xwgA1YVtC4cqfgEs1UtBnRAOx5pUECpWCxen77i1sxEDm_bzRDT0NS6gBJYqlotRjZNWAFFaBe9WAdJ/s1600-h/silenthill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141990513133390834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAmlLto1nFQJlisQ45-dZ73b1w3Qz14uDyoEHKuzVaf9e9QZfGKAjnNG7gGK-4xwgA1YVtC4cqfgEs1UtBnRAOx5pUECpWCxen77i1sxEDm_bzRDT0NS6gBJYqlotRjZNWAFFaBe9WAdJ/s320/silenthill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We the crazy....the few ....dare to go where most people won't dream of exploring! Ok this blog was inspired by T&A night pictures(nice work). Since I was a kid I have love walking around in abandoned buildings. You have notice the picture on the top part of my page. That was taken in abandoned school. Some of the other building's that I have been in was a paper mill,asylum. The paper mill and the school are gone now. But I got a chance to get in there and look around before they tore down the buildings. One thing about walking around in old building you never know what you will find. Like in the paper mill there was old porn all over the place. In the asylum the was a lot of stuff in the old morgue. <a href="http://www.lostamerica.com/">Lost America: Wheels</a> You have to check out his site. I love his work! If I had the money I would travel around the country taking photos of old buildings,trains,planes,etc. To me that is freedom! I wanted to start a group of urban explores. But it won't no where. I still want to do this. Hopefully one day I will get a chance too. There is alot of history out there going waste. I would love to explore as much of it as I can before it gone. I just notice that photo say happy thanksgiving..Just like the shot.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-37522464336083191742007-12-04T09:09:00.000-05:002007-12-04T09:58:36.929-05:00Things that you will find in my room.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-cJh66r5xzQ8BlOFJI5FxHYk09t6PzRXxhpihswToHpJ2rMtdljMsVI2hAtlsdTN8uhuJqJinUcC40fTRj2cGn9-B_dE7Uc2N6lYToZBqE80M64xou36yttb6nn0zFgSpyYwq0CQaffa/s1600-h/panzer_assault_badge_50.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140132248288136162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-cJh66r5xzQ8BlOFJI5FxHYk09t6PzRXxhpihswToHpJ2rMtdljMsVI2hAtlsdTN8uhuJqJinUcC40fTRj2cGn9-B_dE7Uc2N6lYToZBqE80M64xou36yttb6nn0zFgSpyYwq0CQaffa/s320/panzer_assault_badge_50.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVtK7f0o2RkZDNQb3Gj-QYKO4pLAqJIrSHJxrxzh008wtJ7s-T5Ff9G9HDlof7PpCg28tscpLRbX53v_PEulQ_Z9o7beZav5m0O2UngZ2RECdMAJ6WISGQkbwLj6OS-3HXMg27PglxqGQ/s1600-h/helmet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140132003475000274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVtK7f0o2RkZDNQb3Gj-QYKO4pLAqJIrSHJxrxzh008wtJ7s-T5Ff9G9HDlof7PpCg28tscpLRbX53v_PEulQ_Z9o7beZav5m0O2UngZ2RECdMAJ6WISGQkbwLj6OS-3HXMg27PglxqGQ/s320/helmet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Ok so here are a few things that you will find in and around my room.<br />1. A bodybag(yes I have one.....and no it's has not been used).<br /><br />2. A blow up love doll(ask me about it and I'll tell you the story behide it).<br /><br />3. Books on german tanks of world war two(everything you ever want to know but were afraid to ask).<br /><br />4. A skull(it's a fake).<br /><br />5. Two or three boxes full of star blazers model kits.<br /><br />6. My tape collection(lost count after 400).<br /><br />7. All the panzer that I haven't built yet( they are stacked up to the ceiling).<br /><br />8. My cd(once again I stopped counting after 300).<br /><br />9. ss runes and two panzer badges and other german awards from ww2( I'm a history nut...not a nazi).<br /><br />10. A flak jacket<br /><br />11. a shit load of games and movies.<br /><br />12. More Japanese anima kits.<br /><br />13. A variety of books and comics(from when I was a kid).<br /><br />14. Robotech and patlabor models and toys.<br /><br />15. Voltron( I have both the loins and the cars).<br /><br />16. The Dml figures(all world war two and very acturate).<br /></div><br /><br /><div>17. A German helmet(the picture is not of my helmet).<br />This is just some of the stuff you will find in my room. Yes I have a lot of toys. Hell I'm not dating or married so I have to have something.</div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-31196660357494781432007-11-29T22:49:00.000-05:002007-11-29T22:58:15.978-05:00vintage picture.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7c8qtkIVfW5Dqhldq4ALjtsGIyR9ajXJgfpCiI_rwD5ei-KXvTSpLlw9ZlFy9L9Dda3fwsG2dC1IXTICcuyyGpBg_0big3rSDaNNTauqFSOE4Z3ClXjKgvjiSaOgQHVCcsKo9T60Xmb5E/s1600-r/ScannedImage-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138477737322153346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVtq7PDi_J_7MnuYW4dR-42tqKq-PEFTilcwc1eELXiUzD0-WuZ_h0yvhTx2luj9DtWxJl9woYVVXLQMz2kstBYGF6alatMxewcMBoFbVaBmNl46eNOCa7iz2Ir251ItmaNQbbzcyN8XRL/s320/ScannedImage-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbRYsN5EwhACyXcZVP5nVK2YYrqOK-zmB4Xm5gQtOEJFY-Uy6ci1Z2gBN22_b_u-8VMcioaNt6zhw5gCV_TmMwVj8ddxeKB4mkx5i99SET5-U9a2MDSrszb5BzSN2hm7w3KKQVP8TNkc7f/s1600-r/ScannedImage-4[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138477333595227506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2TM8F9hZ8SN_I3IZDL8_xeyFLASfR2Hi9GDfDaiyBDQ87wS8ZIKSmmsjk05A83Z2Dv-n66nUnZMTI2SEP_6uqu8kBOYXQmW4BanKRIdbO0Mbwo_3eKPDl8vp2FujphoKSScp0AJd-i3eI/s320/ScannedImage-4%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1JKPS80OHjBkxGxg_4ojBGzs6SHp1D5IvqSaQvapHK0HeoYHaEwVqztAsTEIJknZnX_D0IC0aM4HKkwO-tNDRfpa2S1bJrv_Ll34apPRAqIYjM5eFWZivXUTDRUpPP1hI8E1fI3ZjoWKq/s1600-r/ScannedImage-2[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138477071602222434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIxU0k7yWiVifSQ8FuxOO8B_a2_0jqweI-1KmlwLBREhrJKplqIGYOIw-oYyIOp6_dpucPGynv-CdX1S7-hWzoOkx42AOZhIcW_9kfcnFbZguaffuoBMewr659MYO9DM0O4Ht00lWV8Vn/s320/ScannedImage-2%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3Zv2dheoMvhdGhTmePjWa1IPixtd8Numz9fCidfsCiKepJqixQHVq7rxgUMotiPBktGm52XR3O1LrH7rczcHJkM0_ggUo_mF5Jz-sackj29vwmt4J5BBTYkWd-6Fmcv-_efRrry-Ep6Q/s1600-r/ScannedImage-3[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138476204018828626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0DE0b404op4mvMhxZuU_KSHFyj5TFJjrzTC8ATV0KVQDsh0gF2RDtyVw_wGMm7ikeFfpu3osh3j0Sb2htIL-f8x1a4doDrN_xkCwqIX_ymNU5iQRAYq1cuH7mNttWNSfO93PLJpfXFNGM/s320/ScannedImage-3%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Ok here some pictures. Can you guess who they are? I'll tell you this much about them ..They are my family member. </div></div></div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-33192619798988859952007-11-26T19:26:00.000-05:002007-11-26T20:16:36.773-05:00Have a drink on me!I got to thinking about Tex comment on my last post. I to use to drink...Alot. It wasn't uncommon for me to kill off a 12-pack by myself in a sitting. It start with a six-pack in the morning after work then it became a 12-pack after a while. On the weekend when I would go over to Larro to hang out. I could easly drink my way through a 12-pack and be working on a second 12-pack by myself. Making a complete ass of myself. I was one of four drunks. Happy drunk,arguementive drunk,loving drunk or ultra depressed drunk. The last one being the worst of the bunch. When I became ultra depressed drunk, I would cut myself(no I don't do this anymore). Of cause when I sober up...I would feel like a real big ass. I still have the scars to remind me what a dumb ass I was. This went on for a couple years. One morning after a real big binder. I wake up and thought to myself, this is getting old real quick. So I stop drinking. Cold turkey. I think it was a month or two went by...not a drop. Then I thought what the hell I feel like having a beer. After killing of seven beers ....I knew then I was done with drinking. I haven't had a drop since I have no desire to drink..every again. Now I can sit back and watch other people drink them selves in to a stupor. That use to be me,but not anymore. I have been sober for the last 3 or 4 years. I sober up on my own. How did I do this you ask? Well lets start with the taste the it leaves in your month. I don't care how many time you brush your teeth...that does not go away. The number it did on my stomach. I love waking up with pain in my gut. Lets not forget the nauseous feel that stay with you all day. I'm not knock anyone who want to have a drink,it just not for me anymore. As for my last post. Sometimes I just need to bitch and then I feel better. But thanks for all the support!Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-42709399631865988132007-11-25T09:44:00.000-05:002007-11-25T10:35:49.784-05:00A fine day to exit.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM6ZSyKLh-P-QfrE2Msu0oci8LzREViGo6pSb5hCrGLsXNfOPKbBer5YPfJnRYiDuaTqAUKjeUHtnoi5j45KZ5zVSfrKcKao7apw6VAhgQW9ANppB6lhaV27TJglhCH8FnIfBFfi2S-OmD/s1600-h/383297284_1de4655029_m.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136798323505038658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM6ZSyKLh-P-QfrE2Msu0oci8LzREViGo6pSb5hCrGLsXNfOPKbBer5YPfJnRYiDuaTqAUKjeUHtnoi5j45KZ5zVSfrKcKao7apw6VAhgQW9ANppB6lhaV27TJglhCH8FnIfBFfi2S-OmD/s320/383297284_1de4655029_m.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The other day I was thinking about my life. I'm 36 and my hair is graying. I have no children or a girlfriend. Most of the people I grow up with...I no longer talk too. I can only remember once in my life being happy. I mean really happy. That was when I was married. So out of 36 years that would be about 3 of 4 years. She divorced me and went on with her life. I went back to the life I had before I met her. To being a nobody..once again. I have been really depressed lately. I get up go to work and come home. Check some of my sites and my blogs. Outside of playing video games. I don't have a life. I'm having a hard time with building my model tanks. My eye sight is getting worse. I find no joy in life. Thats not a life it's just existing. If the first 36 years are indication of whats to come. I don't want it. I Find myself becoming more of a recluse. There is nothing in life for me...maybe this sound melodramatic. But it's the way I feel. Maybe I just need to some sleep. I can hope for brighter days. But I'm not holding my breath on that one. Generally I'm just tired of being. </div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-75564311366697382732007-11-19T07:13:00.000-05:002007-11-19T07:41:26.113-05:00Tegged<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKecUz4bZx8LH6vaLF_piqL4UQiNLRz6_GVuLU5HI0xfUSvuGahvg0Sqgobs379UmNsL3FXOtDL_ElMOKIb8bQW58UrvQhDEmLaEB__D-iW5cspDN3HwE7tyjEINahGxlRiDzecd5zJ1y/s1600-h/ScannedImage-3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134530537823077634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKecUz4bZx8LH6vaLF_piqL4UQiNLRz6_GVuLU5HI0xfUSvuGahvg0Sqgobs379UmNsL3FXOtDL_ElMOKIb8bQW58UrvQhDEmLaEB__D-iW5cspDN3HwE7tyjEINahGxlRiDzecd5zJ1y/s320/ScannedImage-3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Post my earliest memory that is:#1 Clear enough to include three details.#2 Give my age.#3 Pass it along to some other folks. Well my easliest Would be that of my grandmother taking me and my sisters for walks around the apt we lived in at the time. I had to be 3 or 4. We had A red wagon that she would put me and my younger sister shane in. My older sister Julie would help push and or pull the wagon. Jackie (our dog at that time would go too). Sometimes she would take a lunch for all of us. We sit under a tree and eat it. We would take a lot of walk as a family. So there you go my earliest memory. My Grand mother did alot for us...and I really miss her. As for my next five victims...I think everyone has been tegged. If you haven't been tegged. You just got tegged.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-46063111705999167882007-11-13T14:44:00.000-05:002007-11-13T15:41:46.508-05:00America.....Land of the lemming.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jdYkSxX9SSlfvF1X6sOG122GoNliexTjLvC1RSuc34UEMSMx44hlxIE9SN4m6zefGkMoPjlVg2VRGELZCPaDQgbUYYaj3ZCzZBv_eCyMcgRc1HDi3tWK1jkG5AVNz1QhVl8OppzgbLJA/s1600-h/Fundamentalist.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132427047660967986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jdYkSxX9SSlfvF1X6sOG122GoNliexTjLvC1RSuc34UEMSMx44hlxIE9SN4m6zefGkMoPjlVg2VRGELZCPaDQgbUYYaj3ZCzZBv_eCyMcgRc1HDi3tWK1jkG5AVNz1QhVl8OppzgbLJA/s320/Fundamentalist.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>When did we as a country become a bunch of whine-babys! What happen to freedom of expression? Why do we let evangelist run amock? Why can't the fundies in this country read? Why do let people run this country who can't dress them selves without a paramedic team standing by? Why do we bitch a about small stuff? such as the Janet Jackson wardrobe malfunction. Oh my god I just saw her breast...my world has come to end. Come on is this what we have to worry about! More important why is killing other people alright...but sex is EVIL! I remember after 9-11 having this lady tell me how "god" was looking out for us. Which I responded You mean much like he did for the German during world war two. I hate when morons try to use god as a justification for killing other. I love how they can sit there with a straight face and tell me how it's alright. You know the same people who scream about being moral right in this country. I see nothing moral in them or their god. I see them for what they are....horrible people. You want to tell why it's a bad thing to look out for the people in this country who really need help? What has the moral right done for this country of late? Outside of dragging us into a war, Leaving this country in finanicial ruin. Don't even get me start on the state of our health care,justice system,education(feeling a rage induced coma coming on). If anyone has morally bankrupt this country it has been the moral right.</div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-44806687527772514842007-11-05T22:21:00.000-05:002007-11-12T19:08:17.265-05:00What famous car company made panzer for the germans<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh27P5HbanY9KHIwZ3aMiYi-X84hyVo2rQmBWVAwrK_L-92jJsOUt-RHM4AiQB2QNnxbSg6TucfgO9iXskkKoutVwTMBdV6JLD69sWUFoLmAv38xDzF927YoQKDZhwqu9ww61WV8Pq4sJ-o/s1600-h/b_2389_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129889206300750802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh27P5HbanY9KHIwZ3aMiYi-X84hyVo2rQmBWVAwrK_L-92jJsOUt-RHM4AiQB2QNnxbSg6TucfgO9iXskkKoutVwTMBdV6JLD69sWUFoLmAv38xDzF927YoQKDZhwqu9ww61WV8Pq4sJ-o/s320/b_2389_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQNGAAsmsxOeD6e7EfhAhthvFczKqKwsj7DDHWA_bKY0m_LalV4qvL1jYWM-Eqr_VubN8lTmhtehMqPrxBIFzq7ebmofB1WmJ4Cf6Ef7-hpkcH_UcPyfoxAvqiSftDpzfYNym5yWLHLVyW/s1600-h/b_3329_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129888918537941954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQNGAAsmsxOeD6e7EfhAhthvFczKqKwsj7DDHWA_bKY0m_LalV4qvL1jYWM-Eqr_VubN8lTmhtehMqPrxBIFzq7ebmofB1WmJ4Cf6Ef7-hpkcH_UcPyfoxAvqiSftDpzfYNym5yWLHLVyW/s320/b_3329_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoPoF7rkLkSYTYwQIhJ2StwWz4O-YPDl80b4GEmPLMJWFv-hE8KP1wNSNX1nc32FGnlrtH8vGuMqSXOYunVstk0Kp8nnu965BR2u5jD8NVCXqgbXtbwXmcy49Cv85YeTOQkUFoetqnxA0_/s1600-h/b_3154_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129887569918210994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoPoF7rkLkSYTYwQIhJ2StwWz4O-YPDl80b4GEmPLMJWFv-hE8KP1wNSNX1nc32FGnlrtH8vGuMqSXOYunVstk0Kp8nnu965BR2u5jD8NVCXqgbXtbwXmcy49Cv85YeTOQkUFoetqnxA0_/s320/b_3154_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1C0DxFE0n5PxA6yp-NEDi_0nECYifR_6BHsNDFdTAzI67W8yPjVvkYGLhtCIWA2cRvyEENFhmmtJT7lpg82OIvZomu7AT9iirQcMInDtGUua1wD5zQwdvzP741M6ByZkr01wfQBgJEklD/s1600-h/b_1015_6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129887260680565666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1C0DxFE0n5PxA6yp-NEDi_0nECYifR_6BHsNDFdTAzI67W8yPjVvkYGLhtCIWA2cRvyEENFhmmtJT7lpg82OIvZomu7AT9iirQcMInDtGUua1wD5zQwdvzP741M6ByZkr01wfQBgJEklD/s320/b_1015_6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3anln4mWdVWZ4wGK6IK97Br-yK_NOL7pyoSWvNKLHImreurpHnxBg6eGbvrY4eE_SL5fDQTBLu4omY4RBJW0_eoIIRe4GWpevL0RKrr_mw-MJUoxwjxgbTDLF3t7WoH2aDmNfg1t6xPBs/s1600-h/b_59_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129887020162397074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3anln4mWdVWZ4wGK6IK97Br-yK_NOL7pyoSWvNKLHImreurpHnxBg6eGbvrY4eE_SL5fDQTBLu4omY4RBJW0_eoIIRe4GWpevL0RKrr_mw-MJUoxwjxgbTDLF3t7WoH2aDmNfg1t6xPBs/s320/b_59_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvfJR-sXQZ5AHmIBgy71XYfHlDwzgwYeFemGjpCRebL63K4drg1Vu7z_Nz6D4ToyqbQysisRSgcabjy0V4DrTmbQcmzrg35lnD2HBU7JNtjjMDfhLysV0BXbnKai2wOcRCbVGChniUtkb/s1600-h/tpseite.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129755628522877810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvfJR-sXQZ5AHmIBgy71XYfHlDwzgwYeFemGjpCRebL63K4drg1Vu7z_Nz6D4ToyqbQysisRSgcabjy0V4DrTmbQcmzrg35lnD2HBU7JNtjjMDfhLysV0BXbnKai2wOcRCbVGChniUtkb/s320/tpseite.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Did you say Porsche? Thats right folks the porsche made several panzer(tanks) for the german army. Who design the vw bug(or the people cars as it was knew in germany)...once again that would be Dr.Porsche. One of the first design he submitted was for the tiger heavy tank contract. The other firm that was involved in the process was Henschel. The porsche tiger...or as it was later know as the Tiger p lost to the Henschel prototype. The reason being that the tiger p complex electric drive world be a maintiance nightmare. Five such vechicle being built at this point. The tiger p did see combat with the 653 heavy tank battalion. The next vechicle was the Ferdinand (named after it's designer). This tank was based on the tiger p chasis. The problems with the ferdinand were many. One was the power to weight ratio. Those tanks were always under powered. The lost of a road wheel ment the lost of a vechicle. They never had anything to recover these monster with. So they turned some of them into recovery vechicle. I wonder who brainfart that was. Yes, lets use a tank thats already under powered for it's weight to recover another monster of a same size. Let's not forget to lack of a machine gun for protection. Next in the line was the elephant. Really it just update version of the ferdinand. They add a machine gun and a commander cupola,and a gun shield. At this point zimmerit(anti-magenetic paste) was add to most tanks in the germany army. The last elephant being phased out in Italy do to combat attrition. only 90 of this vechicle were built. Next was the king tiger with the porsche turret. 50 of this vechicle being built before the wars end. The problem with porche king tiger. Was once again the weight of the vechicle,the round front of the turret(if you hit it right would send the shell down into the drive compartment). most were lost to engine break down and not in combat. The last was the jagdtiger with porche suspension. Only 77 of those were built. The weight of the vechicle proving to much for the suspenion. What did those vechicle have on there side. They're guns could kill most(if not all) allies armor at great distance with easy. The other plus for these tanks was their armor. The armor proving adequate for the protecting of the crews. Of the 77 jagdtiger built only ten of them had the Porsche suspension. With the exception of the elephant most of them were replaced by a superior design from the Henschel firm. When they did run they did give a good accounting of themselves. Not many of these tanks survived the war. To my knowledge there is only one king tiger with a porche turret left and it's not a runner. Last but not least was the Maus. This thing was big...I mean really big. Weight come in at 188 tons. The main guns 128 mm with a coaxial 75mm gun. Only two ever been built. Both were thrown into combat in the last hours(literally)war. One was blown up by it's crew the other was capture by the Russians. The drawing is of tiger p. The top picture is of the Maus. It was built by Krzysztof Sinczuk. Next is the Jagdtiger that was built by Bill Goodrich. The king tiger with the Porsche was built by Ying Li. The Elefant was built by Joe Lo. The Ferdinand was built by Mark ford. I used the models So you could have an idea of what each tank looked like. Since I didn't built them. I'm not one of those jerks who try to take other people glory. I give credit to those who did built them. </div></div></div></div></div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-49165545056234212202007-11-05T05:50:00.000-05:002007-11-05T06:05:13.715-05:00Stuff I have found on photobucket.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9ozavJ8UUxQzx1lnB22tQzZzeiDbm6Oq8xcdBm4cnsZVJLuyOw675UxWrVY0nUrh103NqU01YtWYHjr0JqNq0visYUFsHjhK0wbKbzpbpb13frUIIwuD9-wLYK8GwYPN3lKqLgUtI9jD/s1600-h/99b7e6eb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129310626961339218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9ozavJ8UUxQzx1lnB22tQzZzeiDbm6Oq8xcdBm4cnsZVJLuyOw675UxWrVY0nUrh103NqU01YtWYHjr0JqNq0visYUFsHjhK0wbKbzpbpb13frUIIwuD9-wLYK8GwYPN3lKqLgUtI9jD/s320/99b7e6eb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhKvvto7MKTuL1a5Je9wMUE_Sje01vtkGixQtKJmY9J1ggXKJCLKd4KqdeOpraMr3u3gJjUoyb6MWepJRf885_PcFqqg11PnuvUNZBPh8bYWV-c0K7N0W1595y5fO5IxsbNVRYmrLF2Av/s1600-h/raptorpope.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129310145925002050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhKvvto7MKTuL1a5Je9wMUE_Sje01vtkGixQtKJmY9J1ggXKJCLKd4KqdeOpraMr3u3gJjUoyb6MWepJRf885_PcFqqg11PnuvUNZBPh8bYWV-c0K7N0W1595y5fO5IxsbNVRYmrLF2Av/s320/raptorpope.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZO0e7WMC1qpNqvisY4Ucx3ddEWv5JKxoiH8R55ACBr-rff7UEbDQXNMxo9wcuP328U-KWKcY0NgGN-kukn_s7rT4mnFSVy6Uu5g0ynun4RkrelYXKIFzF6gu0uCWy-9oeyg4YyyZM9Nxk/s1600-h/pyramid_head.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129309742198076210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZO0e7WMC1qpNqvisY4Ucx3ddEWv5JKxoiH8R55ACBr-rff7UEbDQXNMxo9wcuP328U-KWKcY0NgGN-kukn_s7rT4mnFSVy6Uu5g0ynun4RkrelYXKIFzF6gu0uCWy-9oeyg4YyyZM9Nxk/s320/pyramid_head.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1xHWrKY9NG2x5KlhrVBqqBeifpdx1H4nyi5I7SeqfW5Erl0v4I9S1cKcGapuUbwB6_ADMLMHjvrDra4OXKTl-KsChAKJR1dWx-5ndhmT_Xvul9c6W6RyjXVzTe3hO5yxyuyxdShzddst3/s1600-h/ZOMBIEJESUS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129309304111412002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1xHWrKY9NG2x5KlhrVBqqBeifpdx1H4nyi5I7SeqfW5Erl0v4I9S1cKcGapuUbwB6_ADMLMHjvrDra4OXKTl-KsChAKJR1dWx-5ndhmT_Xvul9c6W6RyjXVzTe3hO5yxyuyxdShzddst3/s320/ZOMBIEJESUS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6jrp3z4scfYKbED2Ao1i-T0XHS6-uKKsicambzGYwZe65s2F9QxLjGdYbUbE-BS-kLVTNuBlt032z7KmpLl8slmGh_OfUUiaNEpGqAPox5Q2NeeVwxJaYqIuX_dM9CqVd-SZu86wvjayV/s1600-h/phskinsv.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129309012053635858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6jrp3z4scfYKbED2Ao1i-T0XHS6-uKKsicambzGYwZe65s2F9QxLjGdYbUbE-BS-kLVTNuBlt032z7KmpLl8slmGh_OfUUiaNEpGqAPox5Q2NeeVwxJaYqIuX_dM9CqVd-SZu86wvjayV/s320/phskinsv.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnD8MonSMMb1q6hn8E4f7G6SD4KSxwVeSuEbhGgSGSxjh1nafyV1yN_G1hHFF_qQPuRzooms5r7QWjmBH1reqwpTi0sfGI4C0z0VQwbwF-ZNWY27K6BPNbNGD0xR1f4pI_3TjsI0uwR1zV/s1600-h/eef5d4967d206eb56452aca1f054f044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129308677046186754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnD8MonSMMb1q6hn8E4f7G6SD4KSxwVeSuEbhGgSGSxjh1nafyV1yN_G1hHFF_qQPuRzooms5r7QWjmBH1reqwpTi0sfGI4C0z0VQwbwF-ZNWY27K6BPNbNGD0xR1f4pI_3TjsI0uwR1zV/s320/eef5d4967d206eb56452aca1f054f044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhosHhN48ArIqiLWIeFs5d5ttod1yUYcoCki9Ehy0-GlASQHQ-MIHb2yt_N74GNEN7RwgtTdKXqonyBCsPxBW0ndfIFWWIsj9hf1fxmVLhzlacDPGF_-G6zLBcukj9xYFYiA_O_ZpzZP5L1/s1600-h/Candy.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129307921131942642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhosHhN48ArIqiLWIeFs5d5ttod1yUYcoCki9Ehy0-GlASQHQ-MIHb2yt_N74GNEN7RwgtTdKXqonyBCsPxBW0ndfIFWWIsj9hf1fxmVLhzlacDPGF_-G6zLBcukj9xYFYiA_O_ZpzZP5L1/s320/Candy.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Ok I'm being lazy with this blog. I'm posting some of the stuff I have found on photobucket. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-41737145070996513022007-10-26T19:05:00.000-04:002007-10-26T20:04:16.208-04:00Are you patriotic?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-6A8XLg3AxWncvppsup_AqSamFYbwiF8dn-nnLzSCVF08csWcZFtygYVyokg1n5uN-Em2cCg-wyfUErvmi5TChmmD7c2JCcOkwpYmIrk_-nvJqng9oWmEULl5c22dRdcuUkQlO2Jh_J6/s1600-h/wethepeople-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125800547758813922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-6A8XLg3AxWncvppsup_AqSamFYbwiF8dn-nnLzSCVF08csWcZFtygYVyokg1n5uN-Em2cCg-wyfUErvmi5TChmmD7c2JCcOkwpYmIrk_-nvJqng9oWmEULl5c22dRdcuUkQlO2Jh_J6/s320/wethepeople-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz9292YcGJK2DK4gyRbwRoqRqlhP8OrghY0OVABHXeEn6RL3UFSkKVCg3DLS6Qk3a-KhMUkAVJfK-CYDK6hYDXIfP-ny9eqLWdWmEJbTNReMyfJNJbIwXnfdZmVXD6NSiebvybRdI1jxjX/s1600-h/wethepeople.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125800281470841554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz9292YcGJK2DK4gyRbwRoqRqlhP8OrghY0OVABHXeEn6RL3UFSkKVCg3DLS6Qk3a-KhMUkAVJfK-CYDK6hYDXIfP-ny9eqLWdWmEJbTNReMyfJNJbIwXnfdZmVXD6NSiebvybRdI1jxjX/s320/wethepeople.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Whats doe it mean to be patriotic. No, I'm not talking about waving a flag,thumping a bible..and tell everyone around you(much to our annoyance) how great this country is. This is what it mean to be patriotic to me. Pointing out we have problems. Real problems that are not going away by praying to your "god". Problem that we the people have to fix. Everyone in this country has a right to voice their concern. Because you are gay does not mean you have less civil liberties then me. Because you don't believe in a "god" that you don't have a right to criticze<span style="color:#ffff00;"> </span>organized religion. One of the founding principles of this country is "we the people". Not the we the corporate conglomerate, Special interest group,etc. As American I feel that NO one should have to go with out. Be it heatlh care,higher education,food and housing. Giving big tax breaks to the up one percent,while expecting the rest of us to pick up the slack. Cutting social programs so we can waste billions on military hardware that doesn't really work(I drove a Bradley in the army..just ask me about it). I feel as American it is your duty to vote. It's our voice and a birth right. Something they haven't taking away from us yet. We as the people should be mad...I mean really mad. Of the course this country is taking. It's not for the benefit of all of us....just for the few. It's time to stop this madness while we still have a country,world to save. The similarities between Bush and Hitler are numerous. That it scares me. We have problem...that we can fix.</div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-63910457318188118522007-10-26T10:09:00.000-04:002007-10-26T11:17:56.074-04:00Tigers,Panthers and stugs ...oh my!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYN-DPab6SXh2Dh8kTGHLuqdOI8wprb4SwP3c1ifbIffP_KxvOW9d1AykuuUPM3hDiZjGKy8XfpNG_ialXa-8yrLqxkOh_tFdlRZZPoPI5CbzkRYpQ8wJo2kXBIoRKYs0tlIzbSmD1JO4/s1600-h/IMG_0235.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125664423065334466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYN-DPab6SXh2Dh8kTGHLuqdOI8wprb4SwP3c1ifbIffP_KxvOW9d1AykuuUPM3hDiZjGKy8XfpNG_ialXa-8yrLqxkOh_tFdlRZZPoPI5CbzkRYpQ8wJo2kXBIoRKYs0tlIzbSmD1JO4/s320/IMG_0235.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ROKTtwekYvs_e-S-ApLA8ORKYpmMICVZHJjMKFVl8k9BIoCzvkjwkePP1sv79-qKVr4HnF8whEeAUr8-Ga7Z5dGQ40yKBMKLoFMSfS8pf-hbWjdU_FEpaFN5nQ-2p8u7gWTPcgcXnprJ/s1600-h/IMG_0201.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125664169662263986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ROKTtwekYvs_e-S-ApLA8ORKYpmMICVZHJjMKFVl8k9BIoCzvkjwkePP1sv79-qKVr4HnF8whEeAUr8-Ga7Z5dGQ40yKBMKLoFMSfS8pf-hbWjdU_FEpaFN5nQ-2p8u7gWTPcgcXnprJ/s320/IMG_0201.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc2mQtZGcRfmSAWeFsrkoWs9DpqictyI0nTsZ63yDH8pTlYTelX5vXFn-H6IUJxbOCaZLUueqrK6rA44nRs0CraKaiEZ2K1O1QqQ_FEvqksj2y5tIcGDbkzucogo_XUNhrpaaWYg0QkT3/s1600-h/ScannedImage-2[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663933439062690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc2mQtZGcRfmSAWeFsrkoWs9DpqictyI0nTsZ63yDH8pTlYTelX5vXFn-H6IUJxbOCaZLUueqrK6rA44nRs0CraKaiEZ2K1O1QqQ_FEvqksj2y5tIcGDbkzucogo_XUNhrpaaWYg0QkT3/s320/ScannedImage-2%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil7NJqdu7iRcbjM9R3wo3KDUDXE0Q4GfygKxRNB-4N1RkQoWT2vLH30lVMfQp7Yzq6uCElRUgyfXQQQxm4coFop-wwD9DdyWYqMoH051GanbK9gPNlb5gfoeoVhRrzDCuOPhRMhyqgYFm5/s1600-h/ScannedImage[2].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663624201417362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil7NJqdu7iRcbjM9R3wo3KDUDXE0Q4GfygKxRNB-4N1RkQoWT2vLH30lVMfQp7Yzq6uCElRUgyfXQQQxm4coFop-wwD9DdyWYqMoH051GanbK9gPNlb5gfoeoVhRrzDCuOPhRMhyqgYFm5/s320/ScannedImage%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I have Been working on a late production Panther g with chin mantlet. A nightfighter ....or as the german called them werewolfs. These were tanks,self-propelled gun,half-tracks equip with infar-red. I want to do something differnt. A subject that most people don't do. So I did a night fighter panther G. I have been working on this kit for the last 3 or 4 years on and off. All I have to do now is paint the tracks and finish painting the panther. I'm really happy with the end results so far. I used the dml Panther kit. I took parts from some of my tamiya panthers kits and the rest I found in my junk box. A box I put the left overs from other kits that I have done. Here what I use on the kit. Tamiya panther tracks (individual tracks...you have to put each track together). Parts from the Tamiya Panther g "steel wheel"kit. I used the infar-red scopes from this kit. It has a metal barrel. Metal schuzen mounts (side skirts) which I bent up. They were damge very easily in combat. I "wired" up all the scopes. I scratch built the rear battery pack on the rear of the tank. I used various photo-etched parts on the kits. Metal parts that gives it a more realistic look. I will post the pictures of the panther that inspier me to build this model. So you know what the hell I'm talking about when I say I wired up the scopes. Along with some of the other kits that I have built. Such as my prize winning sturmtiger(stormtiger) and my mid production tiger with interior. As soon as I have picture of the panther I will post them too. </div></div></div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-13519916285851449752007-10-24T20:02:00.000-04:002007-10-24T21:26:30.981-04:00words can not express who much I hate my job.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lc2WpUdcWTu23Mxi6UpGFpZOIFpOnD_QIUQ3UrTg0Y4FvqcfOCV_MNa7oT1Vg4n5FqL7OiK48Yd2BVkZHgKkPSohmGKa-H5WYnOS0d24r5NexhQ1ftrO2MSUWZFsJeertjcmMLx4xLr3/s1600-h/calvinandhobbs-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079581663605378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lc2WpUdcWTu23Mxi6UpGFpZOIFpOnD_QIUQ3UrTg0Y4FvqcfOCV_MNa7oT1Vg4n5FqL7OiK48Yd2BVkZHgKkPSohmGKa-H5WYnOS0d24r5NexhQ1ftrO2MSUWZFsJeertjcmMLx4xLr3/s320/calvinandhobbs-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVtqPuS6R8tAqj-UgoRLXJpMBBoZnCjA0Yi_r8MQrDni1bcjZarPY6yyZ0JxIMtUgLdrWMpBsx2SAURO7W43X_-9w2I1WVCncMXESyafmxC0186xF9rL5MPJihX8P9NomWD19A39ILjG2/s1600-h/340d5436.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125077752007537250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVtqPuS6R8tAqj-UgoRLXJpMBBoZnCjA0Yi_r8MQrDni1bcjZarPY6yyZ0JxIMtUgLdrWMpBsx2SAURO7W43X_-9w2I1WVCncMXESyafmxC0186xF9rL5MPJihX8P9NomWD19A39ILjG2/s320/340d5436.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I work in a group home. One day we had sensitivity traning. What we should do if a client is dying (this does happen in my line of work). Like telling them to go towards the light. Which I piped up....No, I'm not going to lie to them. This went over like a lead ballon. The god bullshit runs amuck in this field. Which I want to point out if there was a god ...why are these people born with so many health problems. So asking if I can have they're radio. Because they're not going to need it where they're going. Would that be in bad form? The point here being. That most of the clients I work with are non-verble. they Have no voice(litterally). So they can't say if they want to go to church...or out to eat. God is shoved down their throat. The power to be have unreal expectation for those people. What do I mean by that. Well one example Would be "james". James is a 45 year old male who look like a ten year old child. James day consist of making chicken noises(I'm not joking..he really does this)eating,punching the clown,sleeping. Thats pretty much is he world. They act like one day he going to stand up and want to take flying lessons. This is not going to happen....ever! I have seen his caseworker come in and carry on a conversacion like he going to respond. He does with chicken noise. All I can do for him is to make sure that he is clean,well feed, and get he meds when he needs them. Don't get me wrong I do talk to them....but I know that their not going to respond. The other big joke is clients rights. A class I have to take every year. Funny how our rights as employees never come up in these classes. It's a joke! I can't tell you how many times I haved watch them walk all over their rights. All in the name of their bottom line. I could report them. Nothing will be done about it and I'll lose my job for doing the right thing. I have seen this scenerio play out again and again with the same end results. I really really really hate my job. </div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564124095880967995.post-3229276216506383372007-10-20T15:45:00.000-04:002007-10-20T16:04:55.240-04:00my tattoo's<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeORvO1uiyG0cnwueQRR0AKrqzkFHqnw9l6zIUAn9bht6wMj_6o1rfXv-Z5j4OchdKQ53szHLfDcj5sTqvhIwgFcy9G4gmUDNkVZfoL3oFcFSWf5d5WTm4iF6xwIcDpebGNXF-2byRUqnA/s1600-h/IMG_2233.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123512174965565074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeORvO1uiyG0cnwueQRR0AKrqzkFHqnw9l6zIUAn9bht6wMj_6o1rfXv-Z5j4OchdKQ53szHLfDcj5sTqvhIwgFcy9G4gmUDNkVZfoL3oFcFSWf5d5WTm4iF6xwIcDpebGNXF-2byRUqnA/s320/IMG_2233.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGddCeSSPPtMeD5rzyLDv7y4NAdyBDyyx3d_SSJo-IWQ5ko3-VhZzGG2Fy4OVKRmnytAtsdjSh7z8gXAARibc-ZWIygzqpbl9JwomvCmrIbx54YhaiNUHiChAyT12qE5mhRbzs7q1GxPx/s1600-h/746859406_l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123510568647796354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGddCeSSPPtMeD5rzyLDv7y4NAdyBDyyx3d_SSJo-IWQ5ko3-VhZzGG2Fy4OVKRmnytAtsdjSh7z8gXAARibc-ZWIygzqpbl9JwomvCmrIbx54YhaiNUHiChAyT12qE5mhRbzs7q1GxPx/s320/746859406_l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsToxn_qrb3eJ2MZlgWZC_TJCIkS6OhkR2V14j0f6BWLPs_MgYI6Tg9ppET8A6CBvx6AgOfP847caNik0fYVTV8LZNQgG4TeTFs0YRhyAtcx4xkbeO0J0_ZljZkzQqlJ39Efn2nBF4JIA/s1600-h/746859085_l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123510341014529650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsToxn_qrb3eJ2MZlgWZC_TJCIkS6OhkR2V14j0f6BWLPs_MgYI6Tg9ppET8A6CBvx6AgOfP847caNik0fYVTV8LZNQgG4TeTFs0YRhyAtcx4xkbeO0J0_ZljZkzQqlJ39Efn2nBF4JIA/s320/746859085_l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3CpR5FNBBuVF41ilnc13Zc_nsFXk8pe9KB8VA_zGotVJwnK3SA8eapc7rVqnqJVQ7gnxw6ou5iXv9W2jjMW5oVjSNUw9e9h7DyYQo1P03_yO_ReAktu5SuBI2Zruc7aWb48RW9f8MRDJT/s1600-h/746858796_l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123510113381262946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3CpR5FNBBuVF41ilnc13Zc_nsFXk8pe9KB8VA_zGotVJwnK3SA8eapc7rVqnqJVQ7gnxw6ou5iXv9W2jjMW5oVjSNUw9e9h7DyYQo1P03_yO_ReAktu5SuBI2Zruc7aWb48RW9f8MRDJT/s320/746858796_l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjev6hedHth1A2tQNZQ6oee_p-dwOADp6jOlbnGYRw49JmuVkZAY6BN_WdkX2rLzh4hPNfngJZ2irMgzpd9QEHtW_0EyHwA1iNl9PBglxIMR6jdN7AhqQKA5A2hDKkVbABiCaj3oAUr-9kC/s1600-h/746860031_l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123509920107734610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjev6hedHth1A2tQNZQ6oee_p-dwOADp6jOlbnGYRw49JmuVkZAY6BN_WdkX2rLzh4hPNfngJZ2irMgzpd9QEHtW_0EyHwA1iNl9PBglxIMR6jdN7AhqQKA5A2hDKkVbABiCaj3oAUr-9kC/s320/746860031_l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>My Sister Kara got my first tattoo for me as a b-day gift. I was hooked, now I have ten in all. On my left forarm I have pyramidhead(from the game and the movie silent hill). On my right forarm I have "bob hates us all". Hell I'll just post pictures of the rest. I do not have a picture of my cuff title tattoo. Tell me what you think of them. Yes I want to get more.</div></div></div></div></div>Pyramidheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13891756648523183565noreply@blogger.com9