Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Spent the day out of town

San Angelo is a tick over 100 miles from Brownwood but I took back country roads to check out little dusty Texas settlements so logged over two hundred miles getting there on xmas day. Gene had told me there was nothing special about San Angelo but that the people were great, they seem to be but it is my first time since moving to Texas that I have seen homeless people living under an overpass.

Spent the night in a value inn, comfy bed, good pillow, no bugs, quite. Denny’s was open but jam packed full so xmas dinner was a tuna sammich from Stripes, fine with me. Figured I deserved some xmas poontang so I screwed my hand, a spirit does what a spirit must do.

Didn’t take any pictures there, you can learn all you may want to know about it on the internut. But on the way home I did take a picture of the fine grocery store in Paint Rock. Just out of town was a sign about Indian Petroglyphs so turned down a dirt road for a ways but never saw any. I did see a plaque and two fucking lazy buffalo.

Anyway, a nice lazy adventure over the holiday.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Have a fine holiday….

I wonder if Jesus will get any blowjobs this year. Or some poontang. Everyone, I hope everyone is blessed with an excess of poontang. I won't be but I hope everyone else is.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Social Hour

So….. When I go to the bar for social hour for two beers when I get home I drink a 20 ounce bottle of Gator Aid cuz the doctor keeps bitching that I should.

My insulated ‘snow’ pants doesn’t have any pockets, I should make a couple for them.

NUTS… That was a good role for Barbra Streisand, she played it very well.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Fucking gas heater

Management said that I can’t buy and install my own gas heater here. They looked at it yesterday but said they can’t get up in the attic to clean out the exhaust until after the first of the year so they brought me two electric heaters.

Painted the picture frame above my desk.

A guy walks into a bar and sees a sign hanging over the bar that reads: CHEESEBURGER: $1.50 CHICKEN SANDWICH: $2.50 HAND JOB: $10.00 He walks up to the bar and beckons one of the three exceptionally attractive blondes serving drinks. "Can I help you?" she asks. "I was wondering," whispers the man. "Are you the one who gives the hand jobs?" "Yes," she purrs. "I am." The man replies, "Well, wash your hands. I want a cheeseburger."

I think that on xmas I may go on a long day drive, may stay overnight somewhere else.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

The gas heater quit working again

It just astounds me that people pray to a god that lets bad things happen to them, I’ll never understand why they do that.

I have an oil filled heater, a brand name one, Comfort Zone, not a Walmart one, it was gently used by Helen for a few years until she died but it hasn’t held up good for me. She always used it on the low setting but I use it on the high setting and it isn’t built well enough to take the amperage. The thermostat was the first thing to fail so I squished it to keep it on all the time. The other day it stopped working again so I removed the cover again, burnt wires, so I bypassed some of them, maybe it will hold up better now. Time will tell.

Much better to just turn a stove burner on for a little more heat when needed but it’s a good thing I fixed it, the gas heater quit working again last night.

Bobbie will be in the hospital for a few more days, bad infection in her guts.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Monday, December 19, 2016

Still cold

Hey folks, those of us that don’t believe in the christians god are idiots and assholes. Yup, they tell me that all the time.

Us non believers have to deal with the same hardships and deaths and realities as everyone else, we just do it without your make believe buddy.

How do you distract a christian god? You don’t have to, the idiot isn’t paying any attention to you at all.

I left the water dripping last night, 20 degrees this morning so it may be a good thing I did.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

One week

One week until xmas, Jesus is really looking forward to all the sex and blowjobs he gets next week.

Jesus is going to be very disappointed.

No fish yesterday, not even a bite, nice day until the cold front started in though, my pecker and I enjoyed the fresh air for a few hours.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Friday, December 16, 2016

Two Weeks

Two weeks left in 2016, it looks like Billy will go another year without playing with any nipples. I miss the good old days when it wasn’t so hard for a man to get laid.

And it isn’t just me, seems that plenty of men aren’t going to get any poontang for xmas.

I'm not broke, I just don't give a shit about xmas. I’m not rich either but at least I’m not always broke, it has been many years since I was actually broke, so many that I don’t recall ever being flat broke. I guess the last time I was ever flat broke is when I was in my early twenties.

Anyway, met the lady that used to live in my apartment yesterday. She does not like my neighbor one bit but I get along with her okay, I just don’t lend her money for bingo anymore. After talking to her for a bit I decided she was missing some of her fruitloops so it isn’t a surprise that she had to move. All the folks around me seem just fine to me but I still refuse to talk to that plant stealing mexican. And not cuz she is mexican, I just don’t like fucking thieves.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Hump Day

Shop sheeple, shop. This season isn’t for you, it is for the rich so they can get more of your money. Shop until you don’t catch up until June, max those cards, have a ball trying to make yourselves happy. Suckers, Hahahahahaha

Met and talked to A. W. Rose in Walfart yesterday, nice guy, likes the latitude of my attitude.

Ladies, men are simple, don’t make things complex for them they run on sammichs and pussy. Yes there will be some hard times but don’t make it hard to get back together cuz after a week or so he’ll go somewhere else looking for a sammich and some pussy. Just saying, don’t make things complicated, or whine if he does wander off.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

I'm in good shape for my age

There is nothing wrong with me. Medically that is.

The doctor said that all I need is a girlfriend.

No shit sherlock, but it hasn’t happened for years and isn’t going to happen. I’m surrounded by god loving christian women and we drive each other nuts. I can’t have a christian girlfriend, period. And non believers are few are far between here.

What I need is to learn to be happy without one. He did offer to send me some viagra, I have no need for any, I DON’T HAVE A FUCKING GIRLFRIEND.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Monday, December 12, 2016

Spice Rack

Spirit made a fucking spice rack. Couldn’t find one in the thrift stores that even came close to what I wanted, Lonnie was tearing some stuff out of one of the homes he is fixing up so I snagged a few pieces of scrap 1X4 to make my own rack, too fill the space between the wall and the cupboard. Why bother with a small one when you can have one 33 inches wide.

Painted it black for a little contrast in a mostly white kitchen and cuz I needed some black paint for a picture frame. Nothing fancy about it, don’t have all the tools here that I had up north so projects made here are more basic.

A lady was sitting at a table and explaining how she was god, I just sat at my table listening in. She noticed my eavesdropping and said, “What do you think?” I leaned back and said, “God has nice boobs.” Some of my conversations sure don’t last very long.

Doctor appointment early this morning, just a routine checkup.

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Hard times?

God has never fixed a fucking thing for me, you want something fixed you had better fix it yourself or find some other humans that can help you fix it. We don’t need religious freedoms, we need freedom from religions, they cause too many problems here.

Why do so many christians seem to face hard times? I can’t say that I have ever had hard times in my life, not real hard times anyway. You could say that this god likes to give his followers hard times, fuck that shit, I could never believe in any god like that.

She doesn’t want a man? Fine, leave her alone, no point in wasting your time. Hanging out with guys isn’t so bad I guess.

Facefuck confuses me, it seems that I can seldom tell who is together, who has mates, who has broken up, what a clusterfuck.

The problem with this planet is that I’m not running it.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

fuk xmas

Those that have known me for years know that I have next to no use for xmas in any form and have disliked it for more years than many have been living, the whole damn thing is a scam and I never get what I want anyway. And I was good all year so fuck it all.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Friday, December 9, 2016


I conquered my mind years ago. Now I just have to live with the son of a bitch.

Loretta’s cat is Turtle but she calls it Turd. Hahahaha

I’ve never heard the term prairie nigger before, until watching a movie yesterday, that is a pretty anal term.

Women around my age frustrate me so much. They act like they have years to decide if they want to get into a relationship, as if they are still twenty. No, lady, you don’t have years, shit or get off the pot, every day spent fucking around may be a lost gift.

Pipelines, lets talk about that shit. Face it everyone wants oil and gas and all those things and that requires transporting that stuff one way or another, preferably in safe ways for us and the environment. Pipelines will transport a lot of product every twenty-four hours but I’m curious about something. Why do you fucking want to hide them four feet or more underground where you can’t see what is going on with them all the time?

Put them above ground and put cameras on every foot of them so you can watch them 24/7/365 and catch small leaks before they become big leaks. Now, tell me the flaw in my thinking…. Go. And don’t tell me because you don’t want to see pipelines above ground, you morons drive on above ground freeways everyday and seem fine with it.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Thursday, December 8, 2016

I got a shit kit

That picture of me is about ten years old.

I’ve mentioned before that I really like our lab tech, that gurl is good and can draw my blood anytime she likes, as much as she wants, hell, she can drain me dryer than a popcorn fart for all I care.

The lady that did my EKG shaved parts of my chest, now I look like a dog with the mange. She said there are some abnormalities but I don’t give a crap, I’m about done with that piece of crap anyway. My first ten years it was a very weak heart, it had to get tough or die so it got tough and I’m still abusing it.

Now I have to fill that cup full of shit and return it to the lab today. Surprised my liver and kidneys are still good, I have not been kind to them.

Sorry, but I have seen way too much to believe in any god, other than the fact that we are god in evolution. And mention of any other god irritates me, there is no valid reason why any god should give a shit if you live or die. I believe in your spirit, that is the best you will get out of me and I will never pray to any god to save my sorry ass, that is what doctors are for.

Besides, as I’ve pointed out many times, no one really takes time to pray, they just say it and click on the next link. It is all just a bunch of phony bullshit, that appears to give some people some comfort. "The Truth shall set you free, but first it will hurt like hell !!"

Thursday, they should be serving liver and onions at the Red Wagon today, I should go there for lunch.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

A dance

I remember when I would go out and work on vehicles in the nastiest weather but I sure won’t do that anymore. Cold weather makes my fingers numb right away. These days I don’t even like walking to the truck in nasty weather.

I danced with Myra yesterday and I really like her but I’m just not into hanging out in bars for hours anymore so I left her there to come home and be a homebody.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Mind Right

There are a few big turtles in the bayou, really big. Yesterday I talked to a lady that does seven laps in the park most days and she said that she hasn’t seen Christina for at least a week. The last time I spoke to her she mentioned having numbing headaches so I hope that she is okay. But someone is feeding the cats, one of life’s little mysteries.

I bought me a box of chocolates, godfuckingdamnit.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Monday, December 5, 2016

I didn't fix it

Sometimes I just can’t fix something, or get it back together right. Gene’s air compressor wouldn’t shut off automatically like they are supposed to do when they get up to pressure, usually around 125 pounds psi. So he asked me if I would look at it, sure, may just be the pressure control switch. Instead of testing the compressor first I just took the pressure switch apart to see what might be wrong with it, and couldn’t find anything wrong with it.

And couldn’t get the son of a bitch back together right, even though I can see how it is supposed to go back together, I just can’t get the parts to stay in the right places while I piece it back together so I’m fucked. So for the hell of it I by passed the pressure switch and plugged it in to see if it would in fact build up the needed pressure, nope only builds up to 82 psi so has bad rings or check valves, too expensive to fix something like that.

But it doesn’t owe him anything, he bought it in a pawn shop ten years ago, so he bought  a new compressor. If need be I suppose I could have worked on the switch until I got it back together right but being as the pump is worn out….

Brandy said, “Why don’t you ask the cat lady out?” Hell, I don’t know, we haven’t talked that much and I haven’t seen her for about a month.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Park cats

I don’t know how long Christina has been feeding the cats in the park, maybe for years. I’ve only talked to her a few times (we are usually there at different times) so I haven’t asked that question yet. Anyway, I generally leave that job up to her but the cats know that I am one of the food gods also and on my second lap yesterday she still hadn’t gotten there to feed them and it was already 10 am, she is usually there before that.

So two of the cats walked half a lap with me until I got back to the truck where I keep some cat food handy and went over to where we feed them and I put some out for them. I sat there for a while and she still hadn’t shown up so I put out a little more before leaving.

One of the young cats seems more interested in rubbing up against me than eating, nice little pussy.

From now on when I drive Tim’s truck to Fort Worthless I’m taking some fucking tools with me, I don’t like going anywhere without tools.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Friday, December 2, 2016

After Tim’s second doctor appointment in Arlington we stopped at a Mexican place for lunch, nice looking place and a bit pricey but the food was just average and the salsa sucked, no, it really sucked, won’t go there again.

Our last stop was in Fort Worthless at the Ben Hogan Center, it is next to the hospital and we were early so I did a bit of a walk about, next to the hospital is a technical high school, what ever in the hell that is, cool old building though.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Thursday, December 1, 2016

I try to stay off Facefuck as much as I can, haven’t missed much have I? Just a bunch of fuckery and things that drives me nuts. I suspect that facefuck knows that I’m online even if I don’t open facefuck, it keeps sending me pop up notifications that others have commented or posred. But if I open facefuck I’ll be fucking around there for way more hours than I should be and that is a complete waste of time.

It is an okay way to meet others but not really a good way to get too really know them. Not for me anyway, I’m a face to face man.

I’m not far from the center of Texas, took the picture on my way back from Brady.

If I had to live my life over again I would still be a builder and mechanic. Not much liking getting old and not being the man I used to be and able to do all the things that used to be so easy for me to do. That pretty much sucks. But being stubborn I still do all that I can, it just takes me longer.

I cut my hair short when I moved to Texas, letting it grow out now, wondering if I should let it get long enough to put into a pony tail, have never done that before.

I’ve gained a few pounds, yea for me. The pot of beans I made with venison in it is very good. Taking Tim to Fort Worthless today.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

That's fucked up

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Spent an hour visiting with a lady yesterday and got to know her better but she has a bf so, um. Well that is how that goes, but if she didn’t have a bf I would sure as hell be in line.

When Gene left the bar Sunday evening a man outside asked him for a cigarette and he told him he didn’t have one and started walking away and the man blindsided him on the side of his face, that is fucked up. And he got away before Gene could react or he may have been in trouble. Gene is a skinny shit like me but you don’t want to push the wrong button on guys like us, just cuz we are getting old doesn’t mean we can’t do some damage, we grew up in an age where taking a beating and giving it back was the way things were and we can still put out a good punch even if we do run out of steam sooner than we once did.

If you are going to hit an old man you had better hit him really hard because he learned many years ago how to take some pain and it just pisses him off if you haul off and hit him. We didn’t grow up with safe rooms to coddle us, just saying.

Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.


Tuesday, November 29, 2016

A date

I have a date today. Not really a date, just a meeting with a lady I would like to know better, I’m looking forward to it. I figured it was about three miles from Belle Plain to Ave. B but I’m full of shit, only took 50 minutes to walk there so it is only about two miles.

Crap, guess I did that laundry wrong, now I have some spotted clothes, but I will keep wearing them, my clothes become my friends and I wear them until they fall apart and I don’t dress to impress anyone anyway.

Have a Ford pickup with a 5.4 Triton engine that needs new spark plugs? Good luck with that, never buy a used Ford with that engine unless there is clear proof that the plugs have just been changed.

The flap on skin I tore back on my hand just might heal okay, it seems to be holding on, for now.

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Gobble Gobble

The oil leak is fixed, decided to not install an after market gauge, too tight of area to work in at the back of the engine. Exchanged it for a new pressure sending unit, just five bucks more. For many years I’ve had a special socket for pressure sending units but this one is longer than the old units.

Couldn’t find one in the pawn shops or the parts house so had to twist the top (plastic) of the old one off so I could use my old socket to remove the base. Put the new unit in as tight as I could without harming it and ordered the special socket needed to make it tighter.

Gobble Gobble

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

This graphic is fucking funny.

Tomorrow the cats in the park are going to get a special treat, I’m taking them a whole baked chicken to feast on.

Went for carrots yesterday and the truck was showing zero to low oil pressure so I replaced the oil filter on it but that didn’t improve it. I mentioned earlier that I thought the rear main seal was leaking and put some stop leak in the engine but it pays to be snoopy and think things out. A sudden drop of oil pressure made no sense to my years of experience as the engine wasn’t making any noises or complaining so I decided to do some more looking. Bingo, the oil pressure sending unit is on top of the engine at the back next to the distributor and is leaking. So I bought an after market pressure gauge and will install it today and that should fix my problem. And that is a pretty cheap fix, about 20 bucks is all.

May be hard to get it removed though, it is in a hard place to get to and I don’t have the special socket like a dealer would have. I have the socket for the shorter ones but this one is long.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Tuesday, November 22, 2016


I got a nice pair of heavy duty pants at a thrift store for two bits but they were white and I don’t do well with white clothes being as I’m always working on stuff. So I got some dye and dyed some of my stuff. One pack of dye is only good for so much material so by the time I got to the tee shirts they didn’t get that black but that is okay.

Hum, payday tomorrow, I did okay this month and put a few bucks away. I hate to watch Gene use tools, he was trimming some trees with a sawzall and just kept tossing it on the ground instead of laying it down, then after removing branches he would go look for the saw he had tossed to the side. That boy ain’t wired right, I’d hate to be one of his tools.

This sucks, my truck has an oil leak, appears to be the rear main seal. The parts house doesn’t stock AT205 Reseal stop leak so I got a bottle of Bars Leak engine stop leak, maybe that will help for a while. But if the engine has to come out so be it, I’ll hire a young man or woman that wants to get some mechanical experience working under my direction.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Monday, November 21, 2016


Got a chair side table at a Bangs yard sale last summer, been working at refinishing it when I think to work on it. Removed a bunch of the old varnish by scraping it off and now it is time to get some paint remover for the hard parts.

Yesterday I went to Lonnie’s for the shelving materials then went to Gene’s and the fucking monkey had changed his mind, he had just called me yesterday morning but never mentioned that, he sucks at communicating with others. Fucking monkey, so I had to take it back.

Those morons in Washington think they are our rulers instead of our representatives.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Brady city park

After lunch in Brady I checked out the city park. Pretty decent park, something of everything, swimming pool, play ground, ball fields, and a VFW club with bingo on Thursday nights. The entrance street is pretty cool also.

I parked under the shade of some trees next to a picnic table next to a little bayou for a little nap. Then I needed to take a crap but the restrooms were closed, spirit has been known to shit in the woods and carries TP in the truck but I went to a Stripes station in town.

Nice that they built a Discount Tire store here for me being as I bought my Goodyear tires at a Discount Tire store up north and needed to have a leaking tire fixed yesterday and they fix them for free.

“Fashion designer urges industry to refuse to dress Melania Trump.”  Fuck those snobs, I’m pretty sure she knows how to dress herself.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass