September 26th, A Day That Will Live In Infamy

Is it too late to bring back this
Post?
I hope not.
This is a reprise of my
Post
September 26th, 1975,
from
April 29th, 2015.

****
Here is what I believe.
  September 26th
is an important date in
American Cosplay
tradition.
I don't know when the
Japanese
started dressing up as
Cosplayers,
not including
Halloween Celebrations Worldwide
of course,
but I feel the
Cosplayer Tradition
here in
United States
really kicked off with the
"Rocky Horror Picture Show."

 Fans have been acting out scenes from the movie,
dressing up as different characters from the movie,
while watching the movie,
since I can remember seeing the movie back in 1976.
The movie release was
September 26th, 1975.
This is where
American Cosplay
originated,
in my opinion.
   From those pioneers,
we have an
American Industry
that loves to role play
and have their picture taken.
Thank you
Rocky Horror.
If you have a
Facebook Page,
please notify the
"Nerdist News With Jessica Chobot"
at
"www.Facebook.com/Nerdist"
about this historic date coming up
and let's get the
American Release
of the
"Rocky Horror Picture Show"
the credit it is due.
The
Federal Government
also needs to declare
September 26th
a
National Holiday.

This is,
Saying Those Pictures Of Me Dressed Up Like
Frank N. Furter
Are Photo Shopped,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

"Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. Can't you just see it? Don't dream it, be it."

- Frank N. Furter - 

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Catching Up

Today,

I need to catch up on replying to the recent

Comments

I have received on some of my

Posts.

On my
Post,
Remembering The Big Wow
I received two
Comments
from,
either the same reader,
or two different people who didn't want to use their names
and sign in as
Anonymous.

Anonymous September 13, 2017 at 12:38 PM

Good post!!!!!

Anonymous September 13, 2017 at 12:38 PM

Don't. E creepy though weirdo

I guess my

Comment

on one of the contestants in the

Best Costume Contest

was a little too weird for them.

But as my

Dad

has always told me,

"No matter how old you get, you will always look at beautiful things. That includes women. It's when you act foolishly towards those women and do something stupid, when you know they will never reciprocate, that is when you become a weirdo."

On my next

Post

The Zombie Killer

I suspect the person who signed in as

Anonymous

is my daughter since the story is about her son,

my grandson.

Anonymous September 14, 2017 at 9:14 AM

Love it!!!!

On my

Post

How Absurd

someone with recruiting ties to

India

has left a

Comment,

not on my work,

but to advertise their business.

It is the third time on this

Post

that someone from an

Asian

country has advertised on this story.

Maybe they think their fellow countrymen

and women are reading my stuff?

Kavya September 23, 2017 at 6:09 AM

Apply Here NHM Daman & Diu Recruitment

I still think they should have the decency to read my story,

Comment

on my story professionally,

before advertising on my

Blog.

If they don't,

I am going to get tired of them

and just delete them,

before anyone can see what they are advertising!

 

This is,

Asking You To Have Enough Courtesy To Read My Material,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“It did what all ads are supposed to do: create an anxiety relievable only by purchase.”
- David Foster Wallace, -

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Beer Is All The Proof I Need

Hey, have you heard that Apple, the computer company, wants to develop their own Autonomous Cars? They have a huge problem to overcome first before their cars will work. You see, they are having trouble loading Windows!

I can't wait to see Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates in Heaven. Once he gives me the Gate code, it will be the first time I ever get a chance to live in a Gated Community!

If you have been reading this Blog over the years, you know that I was a Musician for many years. You know, after all these years I still get recognized once in awhile. It is at Family Reunions, but I still get recognized!

The other day, I went to one of those fancy discounted Oriental Massage Parlors, hoping to get a "Happy Ending." It turned out to be self-served!

When I first met my wife, she used to call me "The Drunken Master." Because of all the beer I drank, all of the time. When I look back and think about all the money I spent on beer over the years, if I had that money now, think of all the beer I could buy!

This is,

Hoping To Bring You A Little Joy On This Friday,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
- Benjamin Franklin -

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The Man From Mars - Episode Twenty Seven

   I wasn't sure which stop we were at when I was asked to wake up and switch to another bus to continue on our journey. I knew that my itinerary said I would be swapping buses twice on my way back east. But my head was still groggy from the intense dreaming I've been going through, while I was sleeping on this bus.
   In those dreams, my whole life somehow seemed intertwined with Ponleak's, the Man from Mars.
   By getting off this bus my suspicions were, and I know it has been documented over the years, that Law Enforcement Agency was waiting for me outside and they liked to apprehend their most wanted while they were asleep. When the suspect has less time to comprehend what was going on around him.
   And that is exactly what I felt was coming.
   Until my head cleared a little while I was waiting in line to debark.
   I thought about it. I was awakened by the the man in black, with the help of a fellow passenger who could do sign language, so she could relay his wishes to me.
   For the life of me, I never once thought that this guy could have been a mute. A mistake that could cost me, I was hoping, not my life.
   So, unless I haven't heard about any new government policies being enacted to hire the mute, this guy behind me could not be working for any Law Enforcement Agency. I don't believe they would hire someone who couldn't speak and put them out in the field. How could he communicate with other officers in an emergency.
   He couldn't.
   So then my imagination went wild. He must be working for a particular person. Someone who trusted him completely. To do their bidding and keep his secrets.
   Again, the first few paranoid thoughts that came to mind were, he is working for a drug lord, maybe the mafia, or some antique collector who has discovered violence is the best way to beat his competitors to the prize.
   Either way, at the steps, I am being pushed forward from behind by other passengers, to keep on moving out of the bus.
   Before going outside, my mind starts racing.
   If I have to, I will not go down without a fight, I thought. The amulet may fall into the wrong hands soon, but I am going to take as many of the bad guys as I can with me.
   If I am going to die, I am going down fighting.
   If all that reverie I was going through, remembering the life Ponleak had while he was still on Mars has taught me anything, is that the power like the amulet has, creates jealousy and a craving among the people who know about.
   They want it for their own devilish means. Not to help people, but to control them.
   On the last step, I get a heavy handed shove from behind by the man in black.
   I stumble forward, reaching out with my right hand, preparing myself to hit the pavement.
   Instead, I almost fall into the legs of some fellow, who I assume was waiting for me. I knew this because he caught me, with both hands under my right shoulder.
   I was staring down at his perfectly pressed Ralph Lauren's slacks and shimmering black leather Calvin Klein's Oxford shoes when he picked me up and tossed me backwards, with hardly an effort, to the man in black behind me. Back to the person who had pushed me forward in the first place.
   I looked up, to see who had saved me from crashing, face first, into the parking lot.
   I couldn't believe my eyes.
   I screamed, "Ponleak!" Catching him off guard, when I took a couple of steps forward and hugged him. Hugging him hard. As if we had been best friends for years, but I haven't seen him for awhile.
   I was very happy to see him. Happy to see the Man from Mars.

To Be Continued...

Next Thursday.

This is,

Excited About The Next Three Episodes,

Since They Will Just Be In Time For The Fall

Nielsen TV Ratings,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I asked him what the amulet meant to him, what its meaning was. At first, I thought he wasn't going to answer. But then, in a haunting voice, he said that it represented the dance with death.”

-Terry Goodkind, -

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I Am Still Optimistic About My Chances!

Yes,
I am still optimistic that I will publish a book someday
and I still believe in the power of prayer.
I originally wrote this
Post,
If I Ever Get The Chance!
on
April 28th, 2015.

****
If I ever get the chance,
in this lifetime,
to be able to actually publish a book,
besides self publishing,

I hope it will sell well.

I am not looking to make a lot of money,

of course it is always nice to do so,

but I want to write stories that are uplifting.

Where there is hope in our future.

And maybe help a reader
or two learn something about themselves

and the world around them.
Do I sound a little pretentious?
I am sorry if I do.

It's just because I am so tired of
Japanese Anime Doomsday Scenarios,

Science Fiction's Bleakness Of Our Future,
Movies Using Alien Invasion To Say Mankind Is Finished,
and
Television Shows Telling Us It Is The End Of The World Because Of All The Natural Disasters Happening Today.

Gene Roddenberry
where are you now when we need the optimistic outlook of life from your
Star Trek TV Shows.

J.J. Abrams
has made the
Franchise
darker ever since he took control over it.

I am going to say a little prayer right now
and every night until
Optimism
takes over the world instead of
Pessimism.
Yes,
I believe in the power of prayer.

Now comes my plug.

If you could please buy my
eBook,
"No Return Address"
for only 99 cents,
I would be eternally grateful.
 
Just click on the name of the book above
and a hyperlink will take you to that special place to buy it.

I screwed up the chapter headings when I formatted the book,
but all the chapters themselves are perfectly readable.
All proceeds will go into a fund to publish a paperback copy of my next book.

Plus it's only 99 cents!

It was the second story I ever wrote so it doesn't have the optimism that I'm talking about now.
But if my numbers improve,

Publishers
will take a closer look of what I am writing today.

If you don't like the book I guarantee your money back.

Just email me at
2buckhowie@gmail.com
that you want your money back
and I will send you a penny a year for 99 years!
Until you are fully compensated back.

Thank you.

This is,
I Am Optimistic I Will Publish A Book Someday,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Write from the heart. A book without a pulse is like a person without a spirit."
- Linda F. Radke - 

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Chemtrails Are Still Flying High

Feeling in a
Political Mood
today,
I thought I would bring back one of my favorite
Conspiracies.
Chemtrails.
From April 26th, 2015.
It all has to be true if it was written on the
Internet!

 ****

OK,
even I can get caught up in conspiracies.
But,
I can't help it.
I grew up in the 1960's,
grew into adulthood in the 1970's
and 80's.
During those time I saw how
Big Business,
Billionaires,
and
Government Officials
Lie,
Extort,
and have a
Total Disregard
for
Human Decency.

Here is my disclaimer.
Not all
Big Businesses,
Billionaires,
and
Government Officials
are evil.
There is also a lot of good in this world
and good people in it too!
But,
good people have a tendency to live life,
not thinking about
Conspiracies.
Because frankly,
life is good to them!
Corrupt People
like to play behind the scenes until they can spring their
Evilness Upon The World
with less fear of reprisal.
Then the
Righteous
have to join together
and fight the
Corruptness
in whatever forms it shows itself,
or
Evil
will win out in the end.

Sorry,
I am getting away from my point
and heading into
Philosophy.
I could ramble on all day about
Good & Evil
and how the
People In Power
have their own agenda to stay in
Power.
They will never let the
Protests Of The1960's
ever happen again.
Remember the movement,
"Take Back Wall Street"
and what happened to them?
But,
that's another topic for another day.

My problem is,
those long,
long,
Chemical Trails,
coming out from behind
 Jet Airplanes
during
and after rain storms.
Sometimes,
they look to be hundreds of miles long.
Supposedly,
these trails are chemicals that will hinder further rain fall.
I am sure certain
Billionaires,
Government Officials,
and some
Chemical Companies
want
Global Warming.
Right
Monsanto?

If you deal with the
New York Stock Exchange,
you already know that they are offering
Water Rights
for sale all over this
Country.
I predict in the not too distant future,
selling water to its own citizens in the
United States
will eventually increase to a
Trillion Dollar Industry.
And that's just in our
Country.
Current estimates have the
Water Industry
at
$375 Billion Per Year,
World Wide.
Your $150 dollar a month water bill will no longer exist.
Look for $1,000 dollar water bills per month in
Rural America.
That is why
Texan Billionaires
are buying all the land next to any kind of water.
Farmers
and
Cattle Ranchers
will have to pay big time for their water
or go out of business.
What do you think they will charge you
and I in the cities?
Those figures on the monthly water bills are my generalization
and do not include the plight of the
Farmers
and
Ranch Owners
of today.
I have never seen their bills.
But,
they are already feeling the effects of higher cost in
California
because of the long drought we have been in.

I know what you are asking.
What proof do I have?

Google - How big is the Water Industry?
Google - Is Wall Street buying up Water Rights World Wide?
Google - Chemtrails.
Google - Human Nature for Corruptness.
Google - Historical Government Conspiracies.
Google - How the Dow Chemical Company tried to keep the Vietnam War going by sending a letter to the President Nixon saying,
"The War is Good for Business." 
Thank you
Google.

You can also use ask,
MSN Search,
Wikipedia,
Bing,
Yahoo,
or the hundreds of other search engines out there in the world.
They all have information on each of these subjects.
I just took the easy route because of my phone.
I wrote this using my
Cell Phone.

This is,
Pretty Sure Our Government,
As A Whole,
Is Not Involved In This Conspiracy,
Just The Corrupt Greedy Few Who Think They Are Privileged To Rule Over Us All,  
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“The astronomical community need to start acknowledging jet aircraft contrails to be the problem that they really are!”
- Steven Magee -

 

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Cassini's Last Hurrah

NASA’s Cassini Spacecraft Ends Its Historic Exploration of Saturn

From the JPL.com website
A thrilling epoch in the exploration of our solar system came to a close today, as NASA's Cassini spacecraft made a fateful plunge into the atmosphere of Saturn, ending its 13-year tour of the ringed planet. "This is the final chapter of an amazing mission, but it’s also a new beginning,” said Thomas Zurbuchen, associate administrator for NASA's Science Mission Directorate at NASA Headquarters in Washington. “Cassini’s discovery of ocean worlds at Titan and Enceladus changed everything, shaking our views to the core about surprising places to search for potential life beyond Earth."
"It's a bittersweet, but fond, farewell to a mission that leaves behind an incredible wealth of discoveries that have changed our view of Saturn and our solar system, and will continue to shape future missions and research," said Michael Watkins, director of NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, California, which manages the Cassini mission for the agency. JPL also designed, developed and assembled the spacecraft.

An online toolkit with information and resources for Cassini's Grand Finale is available at:
https://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov/grandfinale

If you have been following my

Blog

over the past five years,

you know this stuff,

like

Science

and

Space Exploration,

is important to me.

I hope by sharing these kind of stories with you,

that you get enjoyment out them also.

This is,

Waiting For Scotty To Beam Me Up,

James Tiberius Kirk Hauenstein,

And,

“A man either lives life as it happens to him, meets it head-on and licks it, or he turns his back on it and starts to wither away.”
- Gene Roddenberry -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Remembering Papillon

Back on
April 23rd, 2015
when I wrote my
Post
I'm Papillon,
I was showing off my new used car to my family back east.
When my
Sister
emailed me back,
she wrote a sentence that triggered memories of one of my favorite
Actors
and one of my favorite
Movies.
Then my brain went into overdrive!

****

I sent my sister this photo of me next to my new car,
pointing at the
Mercedes Benz Emblem,
with a statement underneath.

"You wish!"
She sent me an email back stating,

"You look good Jim, real good."

Or something close to those words.
That is when my brain went into overtime.

After I read those words,
all I could think about was the scene from the movie
"Papillon"
starring
Steve McQueen.

Still one of the coolest
Movie Stars
of all time.

When the main character,
Papillon,
stuck his head out of a prison door window for roll call,
he asked the prisoner next to him,
"How do I look?"
The guy next to him takes one look at
Papillon,
and winces.
But kindly says to him,
"You look good, real good."
That's when
Papillon
new he was dying.
Because he had done the same thing to the prisoner next him when he was first jailed ten years before.
Of course,
that prisoner soon died.
So
Papillon
started exercising everyday,
until he was healthy enough to escape from prison.
Well,
that is what I am going to do now!

Not trying to escape from prison,
but exercising.
Hiking two miles in the morning
and two miles in the evening.

No push ups though,
no sit ups,
no curls,
no squatting,
no touching my toes,
no...............?
Sorry,
never mind.

I'm dead.

This is,
Believing That If I Am Thinking About Exercising,
Then I Am Exercising,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Even if you have to walk fast for 30mins, five days a week, by all means do so. Never make excuses to why you don't have the time to work out. Your body deserves to enjoy the taste of a good health. Never settle for less.”
- Edmond Mbiaka -

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The Zombie Killer

   No one ever believed that the Zombie Apocalypse could ever truly happen. It has always been the legend of Comic Books, Novels, TV, and Movies. Every movie making studio, in every country that has a studio, has made their version of the story. From Bollywood to Hollywood. From Kordia Studios, to Lenfilms, and to the Bantu Films made in South Africa, they have all made some kind of Zombie film.
   So when it came true, no one was prepared for it. Most people thought it was just a joke. Like the scare that went around the world in 2016. Folks, who were not related to each other or members of a world wide origination, separately dressed up as scary clowns just to frighten people. So when the first Zombies appeared across the globe, nobody thought twice about it until it was too late.
   People only started to take notice when one of their family members was found chewing on the family dog when they came home from work or school. Then their Zombie kin would drop the canine to get into their faces to chomp on their brains.
   So we all barricaded ourselves in our homes and turned on each other when the fresh water and food supplies became low. Which left plenty of dead corpses and close to death victims lying around for the Zombies to eat.
   The thing that I noticed? If a person was not quite dead yet, and they were bitten by a Zombie walking by, there was something in the saliva from that walking dead  person, that would get the newly bitten person upright, walking around, and start eating dead decaying meat themselves.
   It doesn't have to be your brain they want to eat, any decomposing carcass around a bone, from any animal, is food for the Zombies. Be it a bird or a human.
   The strange thing about all of this, "Zombies eating brains stereotyping," turns out to be true though. These bunch of semiconscious, salivating, parasite motivated creatures, act as if brains are a delicacy.
   I swear, if they could move their facial muscles just a sixteenth of an inch, they would be smiling from ear to fallen off ear when they had a mouth full of grey matter.
   But out of all of this chaos I speak of, a hero emerged.
   He came from out west. Cowboy hat and all. Wearing bandolier gun belts and carrying a couple of rifles.
   He was a crack sharp shooter to boot.
   I saw him lay a bullet in the forehead of a Zombie at four hundred feet while that parasite was munching on someone's femur.
   He is the new Sheriff in town. To protect and serve those of us still alive. Keeping the human species safe while he takes care of those Zombies.
   His name? Julian, Julian Escribano. The fastest gun in the west. And I am his Aunt.
   I cried when he said he would protect me. I cried and I hug him until I could hug him no more.
   I love my nephew, known around these parts as, "Julian the Zombie killer."

This is,

A Story Inspired By A Dream My Daughter Had,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“If any monster could Riverdance, it would be zombies.”
- Craig Ferguson -

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P.S.
I'm sorry that I didn't write another Episode of
The Man From Mars
today.
I was so excited about writing this story about my Grandson that I forgot it was Thursday.
I will continue the series next week Thursday.
Thanks for understanding.

Remembering The Big Wow

 Ever since I wrote the
Post,
"Big Wow Comic Fest"
back on
April 22nd, 2015,
I have wished for another chance to go to one of these
Comic Book Conventions.
But life keeps getting in the way.
At least I have the memories!

****

I loved my first ever experience
at a comic book convention.
It was up in

San Jose, California.

The weekend of April 18th
and 19th.

I especially appreciate all of the
Cosplayers,

who took the time,
to let me take a few photographs of them

standing with my 5 year old grandson.

He had the thrill of his young life so far.
It was two of my daughters,

myself,

and my grandson leaving around 12 midnight Friday evening,

arriving at 7 a.m.

Then spending half the day walking around the most interesting people I have met in a long time.
I really enjoyed seeing two of my favorite actors there,

Gary Graham
and
Richard Hatch.
My younger daughter got her picture taken with one of her favorite actors,

Tom Felton.
So all in all,

what a great time.
I like the town of
San Jose
too!

 It is a very clean place,
with a small town atmosphere to it.

Even though there are over
9 Million People
living there.
One thing I did notice,

you can always tell the level of
Criminal Activity
in a large city,
by how many
Police Officers
arrive in a single police car.

In
San Jose,
they have only one
Officer
per car.

You wouldn't see that in
New York,
L.A.,
or even in
San Diego.

They have
Two Officers Per Car
in those cities,
because they need to back each other up,
all the time.
Because of all the violence.

One officer,
per car?

Less violence.

I like that town.
Back on topic.

For my first experience at one of these
Comic Conventions,
I was captivated by how much detail all the
Cosplayers
put into their costumes.
 It was inspiring.

I recommend that everyone should try to get out to one of these
Comic Fests
at least once in their life time.

It's well worth it.
I have a special shout-out for the
Cosplayer
who came in as
Inara Serra
from the TV show,
Firefly.

You are quite beautiful.

The costume was perfect.

And the smile was memorizing.

I hope you won the costume contest.
Well,
there you have it.

No matter how old I get,

I love to see beautiful women in costume
and experience new things.

Its what keeps me young at heart.

But chasing after my
Grandson
reminds me of how old I really am!

This is,
Wondering Which Doctor Who Character I Should Dress Up As,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go out and greet those wonderful creatures and say a few nice words in a language invented by Tolkein. I've practiced, but I sound like Chewbacca making a New Year's speech.”
- Nina George, -

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In The Year 2035

   "Daddy?" asked a nine year old girl. As she was leaving her front door, heading to the autonomous vehicle waiting at the street. 

   The street is Privilege Way, in the city of Aberdeen, South Dakota. Their population in the year 2035? Two-million-six-hundred-thousand-nine-hundred-ten well to do and not so well to do people, stemming from all nationalities that this country can hold. Current temperature? Ninety-eight degrees. 

   There was a President in the late 2010s who didn't believe in Global warming. He felt doing anything about it, during his time in office, would hurt his billionaire friends and their business ventures. He said it was a joke made up from over zealous scientists. 

   Florida is now one-fifth its original size. San Antonio, Texas is now called a port city, replacing the submerged city of Houston. And if your ancestors were smart enough to purchase property on the eastern side of the Peninsula Mountain Range in California, you are now just a hop, skip, and a jump away from owning beach front property. 

    What is left to the United States' Industrial Complexes, Agricultural Producing Farms, and the once mighty Silicon Valley, which is now the whale watching area of the Pacific, all had to move to the top third of the country. Places like South Dakota are considered to have good, mild climates. The same as what the now submerged city of San Diego once boasted about. 

   "Daddy, I see one of them coming towards me." said the girl. 

   "Just hurry up to the car and get in." Said the father of the little girl. "Honey, I have already called the police and they will be there soon to remove him from our city." 

   "Why do they have to come into our city? I am afraid they might kidnap me." Said the frightened little nine year old. 

   "Now honey. We have talked about this." Reminded the father. "We don't make eye contact with them, we don't talk to them, and we especially do not give them any money. Some people are just not capable of holding onto a job in this day and age. It's a numbers game out there and they are not smart enough to help America grow as a country any longer. Soon legislation will be in place where all of them will be forced into labor camps and you won't have anything more to worry about." 

   "Is that what you are doing? Passing legislation in the Senate so we won't have to be afraid of them anymore?" Asked his daughter. 

   "Yes dear." Replied the Senator from South Dakota. "That is why I am in our capitol of the United States. Here in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. To push forward my agenda of taking all the homeless people in this country and forcing them into the wilderness labor camps that Canada has graciously built for us." 

   "I am in the car Daddy. I feel safe now." The girl told her father. "I see the police coming and that no good homeless person is running away." 

   "That's good sweetheart." Said a relieved parent. "I've already set the destination in the car. Now off you go to school!"

This is,

Hoping It Never Comes To This,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I remember one time we were walking into a grocery store and an old man was ringing a bell for the Salvation Army. I asked my dad if we could give him some money and he told me no, that he works hard for his money and he wasn’t about to let me give it away. He said it isn’t his fault that other people don’t want to work. He spent the whole time we were in the grocery store telling me about how people take advantage of the government and until the government stops helping those people by giving them handouts, the problem won’t ever go away… I believed him. That was three years ago and all this time I thought homeless people were homeless because they were lazy or drug addicts or just didn’t want to work like other people. But now I know that’s not true. Sure, some of what he said was true to an extent, but he was using the worst-case scenarios. Not everyone is homeless because they choose to be. They’re homeless because there isn’t enough help to go around. And people like my father are the problem. Instead of helping others, people use the worst-case scenarios to excuse their own selfishness and greed.”
- Colleen Hoover, -

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Still Learning New Lessons Each Day

On

April 15 Through April 17,

of 2015,

I wrote about three ways to keep your life on track.

First came

It Takes Up All Your Precious Time! 

About the time consuming efforts it takes to be addicted to any kind of drug.

From

Coffee

to

Heroin.

Then came

Motivate Yourself.

How,

if you want to become something in this world,

that only you can truly motivate yourself to the point where you can achieve success.

And finally,

the third story in the series,

Lesson For Today Is?

On how to keep your mind sharp throughout your life.

****

I forgot what lesson three is?

No I didn't.

I remember now. 

Back in my
Catholic Grade School Days,

and hating every kneeling moment of it,

I never forgot what a
64 Year Old Nun,
Sister Adel
told the class one day.

Yes,
she was still teaching
Geography
at an age when most people were dying.
Back in the early 1960s.
She said,

"If your want to keep your mind sharp when you become old, start practicing now, by memorizing one thing per day instead of writing it down to remember it!"

 This is around
1961,
when we didn't have a better word then
Senility
for old folks who were loosing their minds.

This was the
Dark Ages
you know.

I myself still practice this technique today,

by memorizing numbers.

I'll try to memorize phone numbers,

special days on the calendar,

and so on.

It doesn't have to be numbers.

It can be anything you like.
But it really does help you if you do it daily.
I am living proof!

Now how many lessons did I say I was going to do?

 This is,
Three!
I Said I Was Going To Do Three
And This Is The Third One!
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Some of the best love poems have been written by monks and nuns.”
- John Geddes, -

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

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