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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Saturday, May 30, 2015

M3-2 A Flash Fiction Story

CEO,
Chancellor,
and Executor of United Funds of the Planet Earth,
this is my final report.
Everything I report as far as traveling in a direction or as time is concerned will be stated by one degree west in longitude of Earth's International Date Line
and its standard rotation.
The reason for this is because the Planetary Body,
LT14,
orbiting Star,
S108,
has the Moon,
M3,
orbiting in an elliptical pattern,
influenced by the secondary smaller Star,
S208.
These facts were known by NASA
and calculations were made to account for the varying degrees of sunlight on the health of the Colonists since there would be no darkness for their body cycles to acclimate to after sending out the Space Exploration Craft,
Columbus Five.
Which was not known is the two smaller Moon type objects orbiting M3.
It would seem that Admiral Zechariah Adams change Columbus Five's objective by trying to colonize,
what will now be known as M3-2,
when he reached orbit around LT14.
LT14 is still a viable Planet to colonize,
but it seems the temptation to land on M3-2,
was unanimously agreed upon by the Columbus crew and the colonists.
After further study of the Personal,
Scientific,
and Military logs sent back to Earth for family,
friends,
the United Nations Armed Forces,
NASA,
ESA,
CSA,
UKSA,
CNSA,
and all the other contributing countries,
M3-2 was deemed a paradise by all.
It was called Eden by many on board the Columbus Five.
It has it's own rotating iron core generating a magnetic field,
which protects the life that is abundant on this Secondary Moon.
LT14's magnetic field does reach out,
into space,
as far as M3-2.
Giving the Moon an extra blanket of protection from the dual attack of solar winds emanating from the binary star system.
All life on the moon was deemed as a form of plant life.
No type of animal,
under NASA classification protocol,
was discovered by the Colonists upon their arrival.
One report stated,
which I have confirmed,
of a form of plant life made of a crystal like substance,
referred to by many,
as the Black Glass Rose.
Because of the dual binary influence on the planet's atmospheric condition every day at around the same time,
I will say at 12 noon Earth standard,
high and low pressures would form winds which always blew at 270 meters per minute in a Northerly fashion.
These winds would vibrate the unique shape of each petal on a Black Rose to make a distinctive sound.
Many colonists believed these Glass Roses were singing to them personally.
Another weather phenomenon influenced by the binary system that must be taken into account to explain the Colonists actions was the daily thirty five minute rainfall,
which I will say happened approximately at Earth's time of 6 PM.
Many colonists built shelter under,
what can only be described as an umbrella shaped,
single leaf,
grayish tree.
The tree's leaf soaked up all drops of water which fell upon it,
leaving a dry cozy area of Moon dirt to inhabit.
There was no need to clear areas of the Black Glass Rose plant
or
on what the Colonists thought were a grassy type plant.
The habitats were built under the Umbrella Trees.
Where dry,
cleared areas were already provided.
The problem arose from the soft,
fuzzy type of grass the colonist said felt like lying on feathers.
After only seven months on Moon M3-2 all the different plant life started releasing their seeds.
I have classified and studied several different kinds of seeds all with the same property of holding a significant amount of helium.
Helium reacts the same on M3-2 as it does on Earth.
Every seed from every form of plant life floated an estimated five hundred kilometers above the surface of the Moon,
M3-2.
This had a darkening effect,
blocking out all sunlight from the binary system.
Around the whole Moon Colonist felt it was a welcome change from the constant sunlight for the first time.
The fuzzy grass came to life at this point.
The few messages which escaped before every man,
woman and child were devoured by these fuzzy creatures described them as being a two headed caterpillar.
The heads were not side by side,
but on either end of the creature.
It also displayed the many feet like features underneath its body like the Earth insect,
the centipede.
The creature awakens with an appetite that consumes anything its two mouths can reach.
Some of these creatures rip in two,
trying to reach something to consume.
They also eat each other.
Gentlemen,
I want to be perfectly clear here.
They ate absolutely everything in their path.
Nothing was left on the Moon surface,
except dirt,
rock,
and dead carcasses.
The few weapons the colonists were able to use had little or no effect. The carbon fiber shelters were chewed,
as if it was nothing new to these creatures.
Nothing man made stops this creature's carnage.
Everything is consumed.
Afterwards,
when the only thing left on M3-2 were decaying cadavers,
the floating seeds slowly released their helium and fall back to the surface of M3-2.
Probes to the Moon now show the surface full of the vegetation described by the lost colonist.
After one year and four months of orbiting M3-2 the same cycle of life was demonstrated before my sensors.
It is recommended that all Planets,
Moons,
or Secondary Moons be watched by our probes for no less than two Earth years before we colonize or the tragedy of M3-2 could repeat itself.
This is my final report as Investigative Computer S108-S208-L14-M3-2.
I will now orbit the Moon M3-2 for ten more Earth years watching for any anomalies I might have missed before returning home.
End of message.

End of Story.

This is Jim Hauenstein,

And,

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!



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Friday, May 29, 2015

Thank You To The Military & To Stater Brothers

You might be wondering,
what does the
Military
and the
Stater Brothers Groceries
have in common,
that I would want to thank them in one Post?
My grandson.
On
Memorial Day,
my grandson
and I were jumping on the trampoline in my backyard.
Well,
I was sitting,
he was jumping.
When we saw two
Marine Gunship Helicopters
flying over the mountain ridge.
I am not a good judge of distances,
when it comes to airplanes,
or helicopters in the sky,
but they had to be close enough to see us on the ground.
I told my grandson to wave to them,
because it was
Memorial Day,
the day to celebrate past
Military Heroes.
He waved vigorously,
like a five year old will do,
lo & behold,
those
Marine Helicopters
turned,
and flew directly over our house,
doing a complete circle,
before heading back in the same direction as before.
Of course,
when they were overhead,
I was so proud,
that I started waving just as vigorously as my grandson.
Thank you
Twenty-Nine Palms & Camp Pendleton Marines Corp
for once again being true
American Heroes.
About three
or four weeks ago,
just before the new
Avengers
movie came out,
Pepsi
set up a display at
Stater Brothers Market
in
Temecula, California
featuring cardboard cutouts of
Iron Man,
Thor,
Captain America,
and my favorite,
The Hulk.
I immediately went to customer service
and asked if I could have the display after the promotion was over.
The
Assistant Manager
agreed,
taking my name
and phone number.
Last
Tuesday
I got the call to pick up my
Super Heroes.
Not as
Super
as the
Marines,
but still
Super Cool
for my grandson.
This week has really been a treat for my grandson
and myself.
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Thank you to
Stater Brothers
and the
Marines Corp.

I'm coming out of the closet here,
but,
I was way ahead of the curve when computers came out.
I took typing in
High School
in anticipation.
I've been a
Whovian
since 1975.
I listen to
Trock
music.
I went to
Rocky Horror Picture Show
in 1976.
I always read
Sci-Fi.
I wore a
Bow Tie
in the
Nineteen-Eighties.
I still buy
Graphic Novels,
but not as often as I like.
I watch
Anime.
I love to go to the
Block Buster Super Hero Movies.
And I love that I can do these things with my
Grandson.
Yes,
I am a
Geeky Nerd!
The only problem is,
I have twelve
Grandchildren,
but only one who lives near me.
I wish I could do these things with all of them!
Even my
Grandchildren
in the
Philippines.
I love you
Grand-Dudes & Grand-Dudettes!

This is,
Celebrating What A Wonderful Life This Is,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Till the time Mother Nature takes away what she had bestowed upon us for free - this wonderful gift, of life. Value it, while you have it.”
- Fakeer Ishavardas

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Yaz 129

Hi
Yaz129,
I want to thank you for commenting on some of my recent
Posts,
I have written.
On
"How Soon They Forget"
you came right out
and revealed that you were one of the two people I was talking about.
On my next Post,
"I Haven't Changed A Bit,"
I did try to apologize for bringing up the fact that I mentioned you indirectly.
I just updated that
Post
to show my sincerity.
If you don't care that your name is mentioned,
I'll leave your comment up,
but remember,
you can always tell me what you think of me by emailing me at 2buckhowie@gmail.com
Thanks for participating though.
I wish I had more friends like you.
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This is,
Appreciating Good Comments,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I try to make my comments like a woman's skirt: long enough to be respectable and short enough to be interesting. ”
- Adam Clayton Powell III -

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

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Monday, May 25, 2015

Be Happy

I was thinking all day yesterday,
what I was going to write about?
Yet,
I couldn't come up with a decent idea worthy of somebody wanting to read it.
Then,
I was given the story I was looking for.
At two thirty this morning,
I was awakened by a loud motorcycle revving its engine,
and the noisy voices of my drunk next door neighbor
and his friend.
This is the same person who constantly calls the
Police
on me for the slightest noise at my house.
He takes pictures of the cars that drive up to my house,
and apparently,
gives those photos to the
Officer,
who is dispatched to investigate the complaint,
as proof that I'm either some kind of
Terrorist,
organizing a plot against humanity,
or I'm an exotic animal smuggler,
selling unregistered
Monkeys
to the highest bidder.
Of course,
the
Police
don't take him seriously,
because he himself is a wack job.
They haven't even bothered to knock on my door to question me.
He is in the same category of,
Human Beings,
who will leave notes on your car window,
telling you,
what you are doing wrong in life.
Or,
if he sees you,
he will tell you,
that the parking spot in front of his house,
is his alone,
and for no one else.
He will say ignorant things like,
"It is illegal for you to park there. I am the only one aloud to park there!"
Once,
a couple years back,
when this girl started making a U-turn in front of me,
right in front of his house,
I hit her head on.
He came to his front door when the
Police
arrived,
and started yelling that I had contraband in the trunk of my car
and they should arrest me.
First,
the
Police
said the accident was the girl's fault because she was on her
Cell Phone.
Second,
she didn't look for oncoming traffic before pulling away from the curb.
Third,
this neighbor of mine,
wasn't even brave enough to come outside of his home to accuse me of
Drug Smuggling.
He stayed behind a locked screen door so the
Police
would not arrest him for being a
Public Nuisance.
Fourth,
the
Officer
at the scene of the accident asked me
if I wanted him to have a word with my neighbor
and if he could draw him outside,
maybe he could arrest him for
Disturbing The Peace.
Because of his constant use of profanity towards me,
that the whole neighborhood could hear.
I said no,
because after he was released,
he would be worse with his belligerence,
when he knew the
Police
were not around.
You see,
I have kids,
and as long as he directs his anger towards me,
and not them,
I can put up with it.
  I feel sorry for the poor fellow.
It must be awful to go through life angry all the time.
I think he picks on his neighbors,
to make himself feel better.
Yet,
I have never seen him enjoy himself,
or be happy.
He is always complaining
or mad about something.
It must really piss him off that his wife,
which he seems to fight with on a regular basis,
is neighborly towards me.
I'm such a nice guy.
She just can't help herself.
But,
I guess,
he sees me as a threat since I'm not miserable like he is.
To change,
to
"Be Happy,"
he needs to stop worrying about me,
and everyone else in the neighborhood!
He needs to worry about taking care of his family,
and treating them with respect.
Then,
maybe happiness,
might be able to creep inside his
Mind,
Heart,
and
Soul.
This is,
I Am So Glad That I Found The Secret To Happiness,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.”
- Ralph Waldo Emerson -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Saturday, May 23, 2015

Long Weekend

Well,
it has been a long weekend for me already.
I woke up at 3:30 a.m. today,
drove down to the river bed,
rescued a cactus someone threw onto the bike path,
brought it home,
played two games of pinball,
walked 4 miles,
and then ate breakfast.
This all happened before 7 a.m.
I entered the
L. Ron Hubbard's Writers Of The Future Contest
again.
So wish me luck.
(At this time I didn't know they were a cult.)
I want to take a moment to comment on my neighborhood's lack of knowledge on how to properly fly
and take care of the
United States Of America Flag.
(You will have noticed I didn't just say American Flag, because that could imply any country from North, Central, and South America.
We're not the only country in the Americas!)  
I can't be a hundred percent sure,
but I haven't seen one person bring their flag into their homes at night,
when they don't have a spotlight shining on it,
and when we have inclement weather too!
I guess they think they are being patriotic by leaving it outside all the time.
But they are not.
Either they don't know the proper etiquette,
or they believe just by owning a flag,
that will make them patriotic.
This weekend we are paying homage
and celebrating the
Men & Women
who have fought for this country,
gave their lives for this country,
and for those who stand ready to protect this country.
Can't these people who pretend to be patriotic at least show the respect these true
Patriots Deserve?
Tell your neighbors
and friends
to use any search engine on the internet to learn the proper way to fly our Flag!
And remember to thank a
Veteran
this weekend.
Why not do it every weekend!

This is,
Thanking Every Veteran I Know,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Honor to the soldier and sailor everywhere, who bravely bears his country's cause. Honor, also, to the citizen who cares for his brother in the field and serves, as he best can, the same cause.”
- Abraham Lincoln -

 
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Friday, May 22, 2015

I Haven't Changed A Bit

I wasn't in a very pleasant mood yesterday
when I pointed out two people,
out of the thirty or so,
I have helped over the years.
What I mean by helping is,
lending money,
help them find a job,
explain legal documents,
and put someone up in my home.
I shouldn't have pointed them out though.
I want to say
I'm sorry
for doing that.
Now,
with that said,
I told you I wouldn't change.
Today,
I went to recycle my
plastic bottles and cans
because I wanted a little extra money for the
Memorial Weekend.
Out of the whopping $35.00 I received.
I immediately put $20.00 in gas into my car.
While I was at the gas station
I saw these two guys pushing their car,
uphill,
towards the gas pumps.
Of course,
I helped push.
Once,
the car was next to the pump,
the youngest of the two asked if I had any spare change to give them.
I told him I was broke
and didn't have money to spare.
He got into their car.
I thought about it,
then decided,
what does it hurt to give up five bucks.
I knocked on their window,
the young guy opened the door,
and I saw this old man driving with an oxygen tank next to him.
He was being helped by a breathing machine to function in life.
I gave them the five bucks,
they all shook my hand,
asked me my name,
and said,
"God will bless you for this."
I told him,
it was the way I was brought up
and that they should pass it on.
If they see someone in need,
they should help them out.
They promised me they would.


This is,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.”
- Sylvia Plath -


That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Thursday, May 21, 2015

How Soon They Forget

People,
in general,
are selfish,
self centered,
and useless to have as friends.
Last year,
we put up someone in our house for six weeks
and now,
she never comes through on what she says she will do in return.
Her word means nothing.
I set someone up in a business venture,
by lending him money,
and now,
he doesn't have time to take my calls.
Yes,
he still owes me money.
Over the years,
our family has fed people who say they are starving,
we gave clothing to those who were left out in the cold,
we have helped people find jobs through our connections,
and we have even let people stay in our home for longer then a year.
So they can get back on their feet.
In return,
I have never asked them for anything.
Sure,
you always hear from users and abusers.
"I'll help you.
I'll be back tomorrow to help out."
Then I won't see them again for about three months.
When the job I needed help on,
is done.
Now,
they are asking for my help and kindness,
once again.
I was always told that if you have one true friend by the end of your life,
you were very lucky.
Well,
I want to say right now that if
Scott,
Bob,
Todd,
or
Dave,
ever needed me to put up my house as collateral to save their life, those four are the only ones I would do it for.
I believe they are my true friends.
Don't get me wrong here.
I'll never stop helping the poor,
the hungry,
and the homeless.
Because,
I grew up believing,
that it was,
the right thing to do.
The satisfaction of helping
and the benefits of good Karma is my reward.
I believe that.
But,
to those who I have helped in the past
and they have never thought to return the favor,
don't ever ask for my help again.
You bit the hand that fed you,
and I'll never lend you a helping hand again!
Sorry,
just something I needed to get off my chest.

This is Jim Hauenstein,

And,

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

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Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Don't Be Fooled

I want to inform my viewing Public,
of all the imitators out there.
Once you have a good thing going,
like a Rolex Watch,
all the cheep imitations seem to creep on out,
from every street corner.
I am,
as in me,
as in I,
as in only me,
is the real
Two Buck Howie!
I've had this nickname since 1980,
when I was laid off from the prestigious job of slaughtering hogs,
back when I lived in the beautiful State of Wisconsin.
I already had the nickname of Howie from my grade school days. Hauenstein, Howie.
Get it.
Then came the Two Buck part of my name.
I used to meet my best friend Scott,
at the local dive Bar,
to hustle drinks by playing darts or shooting pool.
I would walk in the Bar with two,
$1 bills,
but by the end of the night,
I was always over the legal limit
of any breathalyzer
and I would be ten to twenty dollars richer.
The next day,
I would only bring two dollars from my winnings
and the whole process would begin again.
Soon,
I had to change bars every night because
people wouldn't play me for money any longer.
When I would walk into a place,
people started telling their friends
or the people around them,
not to play me because
I would hustle them.
The patrons who had never met me would ask,
"Who is that guy?"
That's when Scott started saying,
"That's Two Buck Howie."
True Story.
Back then,
I always lived by a famous quote from my favorite hustler,
golfer Chi Chi Rodriguez.
"Pressure?
You want to know what pressure is?
Pressure is when you make a fifty dollar bet and only have five dollars in your wallet."
He then went on to say,
"That's why I became so good at golf,
I couldn't lose because I couldn't pay the bet."
My Hero!
So tell your friends,
if they want to Google my name to find me,
it's,
2buckhowie,
with the numeral two,
not 2 spelled out.
And don't fall prey to those imitators.
They'll only rot your mind!

This is Jim Hauenstein,

And,


That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Writing "The Experiment"

I just read the next line contributed to the collaborating story,
It was contributed by Stacie,
who is an outstanding writer herself.
Look for the heading,
"Short Stories & Flash Fiction,"
on this
Blog
and you will notice a story called,
Yes,
Stacie wrote that one
and I'm proud to put it on this
Blog.
It will also be featured in my next book,
which should be finished by the middle of December.
So Ladies and Gentlemen,
save your pennies for the next great book of
"Blog Posts,
Comments,
Short Stories,
and Poems,"
by Jim Hauenstein.
Of course I'll warn you ahead of time,
so don't worry about missing it!

This is,
The One And Only,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

That is my story and I am sticking to it.

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Monday, May 18, 2015

Did You Miss Me?

Well,
obviously not!
Either I have a group of people checking out my Blog
and a group of followers who don't know how to use a computer's keyboard to leave a Comment,
or life is just too hectic for anyone to take the time.
I have a Facebook page I'm starting to use and I know you all can comment on that since someone is clicking on the
"Hand,"
with its thumb up,
called the
"Like"
sign.
Some of you even go as far as to put into the Comment Section,
where again you're supposed to type words,
a
"Smiley Face"
emoticon.
Remember the saying,
"You are what you eat?"
IT'S WRONG!
You are what you read,
say,
and do!
Go out today and read something.
Anything.
Read my Blog.
(Pretty Please.)
Read a book.
A magazine.
A Billboard.
Read something!
Then comment on it.
With a friend,
with a foe,
on Facebook,
Twitter,
Instagram,
Yelp,
Tumblr,
StumbleUpon,
Raptr,
Netlog,
Kiwibox,
Hotlist,
Gaia Online,
My Space,
and so on.
Then do something that will make the World a better place.
I'm not saying you have to quit your job and march all the way to
Washington, D.C.
to protest the lack of jobs in this country.
I'm saying vote if you're old enough,
stop a bully picking on your neighbor's kid,
help an old lady cross the street,
let a person skip in front of you at the cash register who only has one item while you have a full shopping cart.
Little things in life like,
acts of kindness,
concern for someone's well being,
common courtesy,
a friendly hello,
doing what is right,
and not being a selfish bitter person.
Oh wait.
That would mean putting down your cell phone,
picking your head up,
and looking around to see what is in front of you!
Yes,
the sky is still blue!

This is James Hauenstein,

And,

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

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Check out the story,
"The Experiment,"
and follow the instructions.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Even I Get Sick

It's been raining here in Southern California for the last couple of days.
I might have caught a cold or I'm just a little under the weather,
so today,
I'm taking the day off.
I'm feeling under the weather.
So please read these Posts if you haven't already.
They are my top five of 2015 so far.

"Anger,
Professor U.R.N. Stoop,
September 26th, 1975,
What My Grandson Said,
and
I have a Theory."

Hope to be feeling better tomorrow.
Talk to you then.
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"The Experiment,"
and help me write it.

This is a sick Jim Hauenstein,

And,

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

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Thursday, May 14, 2015

Short Stories & Poems

I've been asking people of late to join my Blog or just visit it
and read a story or two.
Here is my disclaimer.
All the stories and poetry under the Heading,
"Short Stories & Poems"
were written over two years ago.
Today I'm a much better writer
and I'll be updating those stories soon,
so bare with me.

This is Jim Hauenstein,

And,

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

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Anger

I want to bring up a little tidbit most people never consider is a problem in their lives.
That strongest of emotions,
"Anger."
Yes,
that's right,
"Anger."
In yesterday's
Post,
I talked about how I wish a couple of
Neanderthals,
who are wasting water,
should be fined
and put in jail for being stupid human beings!
Well,
a statement like that is what I would call,
"Anger."
I was angry at them because I felt they shouldn't be wasting water.
The dictionary describes
"Anger"
as,
"A strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence aroused by a wrong, wrath, or ire."
Yes,
thank you again dictionary for not explaining a thing in words
and phrases that I can understand.
I believe they have it wrong
and that makes me
Angry!
In my humble opinion,
"Anger"
is the result you feel when something,
as in
Person,
Place,
or
Thing,
is not doing what you want,
what you expected,
or not how you imagined it would be.
Think about it.
When you get angry with someone,
you are mad at them for not doing what you think is right.
They could have said something,
in your mind,
wrong
or they drive so poorly you want them to crash
and burn.
"Anger."
You plan for months to take a trip to a famous resort with a mouse as a mascot
and half the rides are shut down for their yearly maintenance.
"Anger."
You drive up to a
R.R. Crossing
and the car in front of you circumvents the
Crossing Gate
just before the train comes,
but you get stuck in between both
Gates
because the car in front of you stalls,
out of gas.
And here comes the train.
"Anger and death!"
Now,
all of those examples would piss me off,
greatly,
if they would happen to me.
Remember
"Anger"
contributes to bad
Karma,
Health Problems,
Loss Of Relationships,
and just about anything that is detrimental to your
Mental
and
Physical Well Being.
So,
to live a long
and have a prosperous life,
the next time you feel anger coming on,
let it pass.
Life is too short for all of that negative emotion.
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This is,
Saying Om To Release My Anger,
James Hauenstein,

And,

“Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.”
- Ambrose Bierce -  

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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OUCH! I just stub my *&^%$# toe on that ?><&(!* @$$ "#@%$&)(((&*% table!

Oh yeah,
"Anger"
can come about from getting hurt too!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

California Drought

In an earlier
Post,
Chemtrails,
I have talked about how
Conspiracy Theorist
believe
Chemtrails
are the cause of the
California Drought.
How
Wall Street
is buying up all the water rights
Worldwide.
Which seems a little suspicious.
Meaning,
Big Businesses,
Government Officials,
and
Billionaires,
could be the ones behind this drought we are in.
If you believe in
Conspiracies.
Its so they can control the world's clean water supply.
If you have all the clean water,
you control,
in my opinion,
90% of the population.
I can't prove it,
at this time,
but all the facts I laid out in my Post,
"Chemtrails,"
published 4-26-2015,
right here on this
Blog,
are correct.
But if you can convict a person on circumstantial evidence in a Court of Law,
these people behind the drought should be in jail too!
If you haven't read that
Post
yet,
you should.
Now that I have that out of the way,
I want you to know,
some people are just plain arrogant,
or stupid here in
Southern California.
I have no doubt we are in a drought.
Either by the
Hand Of God,
or by the
Millionaires
and
Billionaires
who are trying to be
Trillionaires.
Which isn't even a word yet,
but will be soon.
I was on my evening walk the other day,
(I walk 3 miles in the morning and 3 miles at night,)
it was raining,
not hard,
but raining.
I walked past a neighbor of mine,
who lives 4 houses down the street from me,
and he is outside washing his truck!
In the
Rain!
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He is hosing it down,
washing it with soap,
and then rinsing it off.
In the
Rain!
Then this morning,
I was on my walk,
when I came across a lady living about a mile from my house hosing down the sidewalk because it was full of leaves!
Not sweeping them with a broom,
but pushing them slowly towards the curd with water.
Are people really this stupid?
Do they think about their immediate future?
Do they consider their children's future?
Or do they believe in a future where rationing every drop of water is a good place for their children to live in?
If I didn't believe that we already have too many of the wrong kind of
Police Officers,
running around our streets killing minorities,
I would ask for the
Water Police
to put these two idiots behind bars.
Or,
at least levied with a large fine.
Not only for wasting water,
but for being a stupid human being too!

This is,
Caring For My Children's Future,
James Hauenstein,
And,

“Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups.”
- George Carlin -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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