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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a weekly 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, September 23, 2023

The Aliens Looked Like

   I went hiking with my family today, when half way through our trek of the Santa Rosa Plateau, I got separated from them somehow. The fascinating part of this story is I was in a remote area and came across a couple of aliens from outer space! When I did find my way back to the group, I had to tell them what I saw.
Santa Rosa Plateau
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   "The Aliens looked like they were: Dino-Squid-Shark-Zombified-Toe Fungus-Parasitical-Dexterously-Werewolfed-Fanged-Rat Finkish Dispositional-Flying-Monstrosity-Herniating-Lizard Tongue-Ghostly Eye-Pirate-Piranha-Hair Raising-Poisonous-Streaking-Bramble-Prickly-Witch-Cat-Mutant-Loving-Disease Ridden-Jay Walking-Paranoid-Grinder-Arm Pit-Lugie- Nose Hair Growing-Chupacabra-Insatiable-Michael Myers-Eating-Duck Dynasty-Insectoid-Gugalanna-Bank Bailout-Awfully Dressed-Mother-In-Law-Infidelity-Blind Dating-Gut Wrenching-Screw Driving-Working Stiff-Creature From The Black Lagoon

With a Jelly Fishing-Cannibalistic-Blob-Scurvy-Gangus-Gaga-Squalid-Psychotic-Inquisitorial-Spanish Fly-Soul Sucking-Pimple Squirting-Radio Active-Acid Raining-Abominable-Revulsive-Odious-Repugnant-Nose Picking-Grouchy-Disgusting-Tape Worm-Ephemeral In Longevity-Demising-Demerit-Tatted Little-Small Fry-Bug Munching-Herpetic-Hepatic-Meningitis-Living-Vampirous-Vamped-Poser-Posing-Demented-Squirrelly-Loopy-Lunatic-Nervous-Unpredictable-Saucer Of Milk Bones-Chewing Grass-Hair Ball-Raising-Aphrodisiac-Nominal-Syphilitic-Frankie Steinian Approaching-Fantastical-Skateboarding-Radicals!"

 
That is actually what I saw!

This is,
And Law Enforcement Say Eye Witness Reports Are Not Reliable
Jim Hauenstein

And

“Even if the aliens are short, dour, and sexually obsessed—if they’re here, I want to know about them.” - Carl Sagan -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Sunday, September 3, 2023

The Auditorium

A few weeks ago I went to see a live broadcast at the
in Chicago of the podcast,
I tried to listen to one episode after I knew I had a ticket but found that I'm not really interested in the hottest trend of listening to
"Murder Podcasts".
My surprise was,
how much I enjoyed the live show.
They have a strong following that knows the show so well that when the hosts asked certain questions to the crowd,
they chimed in unison with the answer!
The significance of the
Auditorium Theater
for me is,
it was the place back in 1974 that
Genesis
played their last show together with
Peter Gabriel
and I was there.
Peter Gabriel with Genesis : r/WTF
Still one of my fondest memories!

This is,
Except For Getting Married
And Raising Seven Kids
Music Is Still One Of My Favorite Enjoyments In Life
Jim Hauenstein

And

“Music is ... A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy”
- Ludwig van Beethoven -
 
That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Thursday, August 10, 2023

RedFlower Creations

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As in yourself, a sibling, a parent, friend, or a significant partner?
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Which is plenty of time to order a pair of earrings for that last minute shopping.
No need to rush out to a store, walk through every aisle,
to try to figure out what you need anymore.
Because the creator behind
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has her inventory conveniently laid out on her new website so you can find the perfect gift.
Great gifts for back to school, birthdays, Christmas, or even for Halloween

 Whatever the occasion
is to place to go for
one of a kind
hand crafted
Earrings! 
 
This is,
I am not a paid spokesperson or compensated by
I just believe in the artistic imaginative work of its
proprietor
Jim Hauenstein
 
And
 
“When I am actually willing to marry you, I will wear your earrings.” - Megan Whalen Turner -
 
That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Tuesday, August 8, 2023

Did You Miss Me

   Okay, what has it been? A little over a month? I guess I have become a once a month blogger.
(Insert sad face emoji)
   I know it is hard to keep a following in this day and age of the 20 second video blurb. Especially when I am only writing once a month and readership of any kind of print is down worldwide. Yet, I love a challenge. So, let's try this one. It is a story I dreamt up last night.
*****
   Hop aboard! Everyone ready?
   We are taking a time machine back to a day where music was mostly heard only on a thing called the Radio and seldom on Network TV. A time before MTV, the internet, YouTube, and streaming services. Yes children, we are going back to the dark ages where people had to buy a round thing called "a record" and then buy another thing called "a record player" to play the records on.
   I know it sounds frightening, but do not fret. All these people still manage to live through these dark times to become your parents and grandparents.
(Warning! Do Not Remind Your Parents Or Your Grandparents Of Those Dark Ages Because Your Benevolent Government Has Suppressed Those Memories In Them So They Can Lead Happy, Productive Lives)
   If you left one of these record disks out in the sun or in a hot car, you would cry because you had to spend another seven dollars on a new one.
   It also took time for the sound quality to improve.
   But singers did have high tech technology with the original auto-tune. Covering one ear with a hand.
   So forgive your parents or grandparents when the mumble out foolish statements like, "Music was so much better back when I was growing up."
   It wasn't. Each generation grows up with their own sound.
(Disclaimer: Every era has great, good, and bad music. They are restricted only by the technology of the time and the available instruments.)

This is,
Your Federal Government Denies All Efforts Of Programing Your Relatives So They Can Lead Happy, Productive Lives
Unfortunately,
They Were Born That Way
Jim Hauenstein
 
And
 
“The only truth is music.” - Jack Kerouac -
 
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And before anyone complains about how the music of their generation is the best, remember, this was only a dream. A work of fiction.
Let the hate mail begin!

Wednesday, July 5, 2023

Wisconsinite in California

   I'm not going to say I hate working, because I don't. I'm bored. So I need something to do.
   What I do hate is how much time I'm away from writing. I have tried to write this post for over a week now!
   I get an idea, that I believe is good, while driving around, doing my job, and by the time I get home, I say to myself, "What was I thinking?"
(My sister hates comas)
   I usually just sit down at my computer and start writing whatever comes into my head. Which has proved to be confusing for some of my readers since I am a treble speller and have lousy grammar skill.
(Okay, enough with the bad puns. You understand what I mean)
   Now, I finally came up with a story that slapped me right across my face.
*****
   Yesterday, I was on my usual morning constitution of walking 5 miles a day around a local golf course when I saw someone I haven't seen in over fifteen years. We had a business adventure together which started out extremely well, but after a year started losing money. I pulled out of the project after a squabble we had about his book-keeping skills. We haven't spoke to each other since.
   He was playing golf, and I could tell he didn't recognize me at first, but I knew who he was. So my plan was to keep on walking along without saying a word to him.
   Unfortunately, he must have thought about who I was. He threw down his club and came running up towards me saying, "My friend. What have I done to you?"
   That widen my suspicious eyes. But, I didn't say anything. I didn't have to, because he kept on talking.
   "I purposely ruined our business for a tax loss because my real estate business was taking a big hit after the Great Recession of 2008. If I knew it was going to ruin you, I probably wouldn't have done it." he explained to me. As if this was a perfectly good reason and I would understand.
   I still said nothing, steaming inside, thinking if I should punch the guy.
   Then he said, after an awkward moment of silence, "Here, take this fifty bucks. It's all I have on me. The next time you see me golfing, come out of the woods or wherever you are squatting and I'll give you a hundred."
   I said nothing but took the fifty.
   "Okay," he said. "I've got to go. Look for me in a week or so." Then he goes running off to be with his golfing partner.
   So I went home, got into my Mercedes, drove to a local barber, and got a haircut and a shave!
This is,
Never Judge A Wisconsinite By His Beard
Jim Hauenstein
 
And
 
"Wisconsin cuisine? Is that even a thing?" Sabrina asked.
He smiled. "Have some state pride. You know, kringle, booyah, fish boils, cheese curds. Do you have a favorite?"
Sabrina took a few breaths before responding. "Kringle... and anything with cheese.” -
Amy E. Reichert -
 
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