I was asked by some self-appointed big shot.
"Why? You need someone to tell you who you are? You got Alzheimer's or something? Check your driver's license."
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Sunday, January 31, 2021
Do you know who I am?
There is a new vaccine out
made from the DNA of one Keith Richards.
I am signing right up to take it.
Saturday, January 30, 2021
And Piccolo goes on the liberal's $hit list again
because someone started in on how we should live in a democracy which is nothing more or less than mob rule.
I believe Ben Franklin described a democracy as two wolves and a sheep discussing dinner plans.
It was over the abolition of the Electoral college. She said she thought it could be more democratic to eliminate it because we should be a democracy.
I told her she didn't want to live in a democracy if she had any sense at all unless she thought gang rapes were OK.
It's true. In one sense a gang rape is a very democratic event. You have, say five wannabe rapists and one scared chick that doesn't want any part of it.
Well, if you take a vote on it, it's obvious what is going to happen. Some poor woman is going to have a bad day. See how a democracy worked out for her.
In a solid constitutional republic where one' rights are spelled out that skinny chick is going to have the right to be left alone. Thanks to the Second Amendment she'll be permitted to carry the firepower to make damned good and sure she's left alone. As it should be.
What actually got me in trouble is the way I put it.
"Let's take a look at a nice, ugly gang rape. There you have it! Democracy in action! You have five guys voting for it and one skinny little terrified chick voting against it. The desires of the majority overriding the desire of the minority. Still want to live in a democracy?"
I was told I was too crass.
Oh, well.
Friday, January 29, 2021
Job opportunity.
as usual the government always seems to create job opportunities every time you turn around.
Because whisky is taxed so heavily they have created an open market for moonshiners. It's been that way since George Washington's time. With cannabis legalized in places they hit the black market pretty hard until they started taxing it so hard. The black market still remains in place and probably uninjured very much.
Now I see Bill Gates is wanting 'Covid passports' as a way of opening up the economy. I guess without proof of having taken the vaccine you won't be able to travel and do other things.
Of course this creates yet another market. Bogus Covid vaccine papers.
Time to crank up the lifestyle a bit and make a few bucks.
Are you having to stay at home because you have not been vaccinated? Tired of not being able to fly or attend the church of your choice? Are your kids mad at you because you can't have them over for Thanksgiving dinner any more?
Your headaches are over! For $19.95 plus S&H you, too can have your very own Covid passport and get your whole life back!
Made to exacting US government specifications the Amazing Covid Passport can pass clean through the strictest government inspections and allow you to go ANYWHERE! Get your freedoms back without having vax!
Have your credit card handy and call Piccolo Enterprises now! Operators are standing by!
Thursday, January 28, 2021
I remember a TV human interest story from several years ago.
It was about a New Jersey Black family that felt that their $100/week family gasoline bill was unbearable. If I recall correctly gasoline at the time was pretty expensive. They had two or three kids.
While the husband was speaking to the reporter the wife was standing there with the look of self rightous indignation of someone that feels they have been cheated. The husband did the same thing when his wife was being interviewed. I actually started to feel somewhat sorry for them until I saw their family car.
It wasn't one of the big Detroit gas guzzlers. It was THE biggest gas guzzler on the market at the time. By no means was it the most expensive car Detroit was making at the time but it certainly wasn't inexpensive, either. It was a behemoth and a real monster of a vehicle.
That's when I stopped feeling sorry for them. They had made a very stupid decision. There were any number of smaller, more fuel efficient vehicles out there that were far less expensive to begin with. They could have paid about half the price for twice the fuel effiency and had enough room for the entire family.
I expect to see that story played again in the news in the not too distant future because the price of gasoline is going to increase soon at an alarming rate thanks to (fraudulent) President Biden's recent decision to shut down the Keystone pipeline and going after the oil companies. We WERE energy dependent and enjoyed inexpensive gasoline until he showed up.
Of course the next time they play this angle in the news as a human interest story they will likely choose an illegally immigrated Hispanic family. After all, we have to spread things out a bit.
Wednesday, January 27, 2021
I just saw where a Tacoma police officer ran over a rioter or three.
and to be honest with you I really don't care.
Of course I am a Darwinist.
Anybody that is stupid enough to encircle ANYONE driving a 4500 pound automobile and threaten the occupant(s) gets what they deserve.
They say you can't fix stupid and in general the statement is true but I see there is an exception to this.
A Darwin award is proof that stupid CAN be fixed!
It's a coal burner.
I saw a guy plug his car into a charging station the other day and asked him how he liked his car.
"The coal burner?" he grinned. "It's pretty good for what I use it for. It's a commuter. The wife's gas burner is our long haul traveler."
I liked the guy immediately. He understood that electricity actually comes from somewhere.
Tuesday, January 26, 2021
It is easy to spend omeone else's money
Someone told me about sending someone an email stating that the price of insulin just went up because Biden undid Trump's executive order thatlowered the price.
He said he didn't mind paying more to get Trump out of office.
Truth be known, I'm rather sure he isn't paying for the insulin out of his own pocket. It's likely being paid for either by an insurance company or some government sponsered program.
See how easy it is to spend someon else's money?
Monday, January 25, 2021
Miss me yet?
Joe Biden hasn't even been in a week yet and he has already put thousands out of work, driven the prices of medicine up (especially insulin) and gas prices have started to rise.
The border wall is coming down, the borders open and we will be flooded with illegal immigrants that will flood the country and deplete our already over taxed social programs.
He's also taken a massive dump on the troops by housing a battalion of them in a parking garage with one electrical outlet, one bathroom with two stalls in it. He apologized to them only AFTER he was embarrassed into it by none other than Donald Trump who offered to put them up in his Washington DC hotel.
The next step, of course is to fix the electoral system so it can be more easily rigged by allowing mail-in and even internet voting.
Word to the wise. if you vote on line you lose your right to a secret ballot as it can and probably will be traced back to the computer you used and presumably you.
Of course the media is going to try and come up with a spin that blames Trump for all of this misery so be ready for it.
As I post this, Trump's approval rating is now higher than Biden's. Think about that one for a minute.
To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this:
http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY
My wrist watch is still in the buttonhole of my bush jacket.
which says something because my bush jacket is the jacket I travel in and I have been home for a while.
What's interesting to note is that the watch stays in the buttonhole until I board the plane on the way TO work, after I have cleared TSA. On the way home before I get to the airport it goes back in the buttonhole and stays there either until I wash the jacket or return to work.
It seems these days that I only wear a wrist watch at work.
Sunday, January 24, 2021
Breakfast today was half a can of dog food (corned beef hash) and a couple of eggs on top.
Which was OK all things considered.
Still, today is going to be a sucky day because my sleep patterns have been messed with.
Yesterday I decided to take a quick nap for about an hour and went down hard for about 8 hours which is totally abnormal and I know ruined my night sleep later on.
This hasn't happened to me in decades and it makes me wonder about a lot of things. Am I fighting something?
The last time I had the flu, about 20 something years ago I managed to knock it out in a short time because I slept it away. I'd wake up, eat, have a couple of drinks and go back to sleep for another 8 hours or so. I think I slept over 18 hours a day for a couple of days and when I emerged the flu was gone.
I also remember one time at work circa 1991 when I ran myself ragged, going without sleep for a couple of days. On top of that I realized I was probably trying to fight off a cold or something.
We got lucky and were tied up for a couple of days and I went down HARD for almost 18 straight hours into a deep coma. I didn't wake up to pee or anything and my shipmate said I never made a sound.
I came around feeling very refreshed and knew that I had beaten whatever I had been fighting.
It's possible I am fighting Covid now but have no clue. I doubt it, but it wouldn't surprise me.
Update. It hasn't been a bad day. I think I'm going to go right back on schedule tonight although maybe I'll sack out an hour or so later than usual. Maybe not. We'll see.
Saturday, January 23, 2021
One time grub shopping.
One of my duties on the boat was grub shopping.
I would go into Walmart with a good sized wad of cash and get groceries for two people for three weeks. This meant everything required for two men for three weeks and included cleaning supplies, toilet paper, paper towels and everything else required.
I had to get it right the first time because there are no grocery stores open at sea. Not even a convenience store.
Anyway, it would generally fill up three or four shopping carts.
I was checking out and had just finishing the second to last card when some clown asked if I could cash out and let him pay for a couple of items. Of course I replied with a resounding no. When he had come up behind me I had warned him I was going to be a while and maybe he'd be better off in another line. He didn't take my advice. I had no sympathy for him. He had been warned.
The bag boy was busy stuffing my chow in fruit boxes instead of bags. Boat orders are generally boxed up because carrying bags is a major inconvenience.
Anyway I had just finished ringing the second to last cart up when the guy put his three items on the belt and said, "C'mon. Cash out. It'll only take you a second. I'm in a hurry." He placed his three items on the conveyor.
I picked the three items up, reached over to the scanner, scanned the three items in front of the surprised cashier, slid them down to the bag boy and told him to pit them in the Colombia apple box which he did dutifully.
I turned to the pushy bastard and said to him, "Those items are mine now. I paid for them and if you go through my property I'll have you arrested."
The cashier looked up at me wide-eyed but I could sense he was amused. The clown in question said he was going to get the manager.
The last cart had paper towels, toilet paper and a couple of other bulky items in it. It went through fast and I quickly cashed out. The bag boy had been efficient and had the whole order on a big cart and we were wheeling it out when the manager appeared with the moron.
He asked my side of the story and as I told it I detected a touch of a smirk. I told him the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth and I saw he was rather amused.
"The items are his," said the manager to the moron. "He paid for them. The only thing you can do is go back and get them off the shelf and wait in line like everyone else."
"Why, I ought to..." said the moron.
"You ought to do nothing," snapped the manager. "If you follow him outside I will call the police. I will also tell them you instigated it. Besides you'll probably get hurt. Older guys don't fight very fair."
"What am I going to do?" asked the moron.
"I guess you're going to have to get your items off the shelf again and wait in line like everyone else," he replied. I noticed the bag boy smirled when he said that.
Two minutes alter I was loading the boxes into the back of my pickup. A few minutes later I drove off uneventfully.
Later on the boat as we were putting the stuff away into the variousl lockers my shipmate held up a can and asked, "What's this $hit? It wasn't on the list."
"Don't ask," I laughed. "Just eat it."
I have been getting out of town to keep from getting too caught up in the gnus.
And the other day out in the middle of nowhere I met an interesting man that has 4 kids.
He told me that all he does is go to work and maybe once a week signs a few checks. His kids do everything else.
It's kind of a rotation system where they all have responsibilities. The younger ones cook and clean and do various maintenence around the house and the oldest is responsible for all of the bills.
The second oldest can now drive and is responsible for all of the shopping. He's also responsible for half the laundry.The next one down the line runs the entire kitchen, does all of the cooking and prepares the menus. She's responsible for the other half of the laundry. She's given a budget for food that as is the oldest that pays the bills.
The cleaning is split up among all four kids but the youngest gets a somewhat bigger share because she's not quite old enough to do the other things. I think the youngest is responsible for feeding the pets, too.
About once a week dad consults with the oldest and the third oldest and does a quick check if finances and signs the necessary checks and the bills go out.
It's an interesting sysem because as the kids leave the house they will be familliar with practically all aspects of day to day life of running a household.
It also gives each child an important sense of responsibility.
Sounds pretty good to me.
What interests me is what is going to happen to these kids as they move out and marry. On the other hand I think that these kids are likely not apt to marry an incompetent mate. Time will tell.
Still, that sounds like a pretty good way to raise a bunch of kids.
Update.
I wrote this post a couple of days ago and the weather shifted and I have been socked in for a couple of days. I'm going out today just to escape again.
Back in. I tried to head in a different direction today but it seemed that all roads lead to Rome, in this case the city. I finally got fed up and when I crossed an expressway I got on it and headed north and into farm country.
When I had cleared the fringes of suburbia I got off the highway and started tooling along a secondary road I kept my eyes peeled for smaller roads that actually go somewhere and took one. There was a sign saying that the next turn led to a hamlet of sorts and I took that.
The village was several miles away and I drove at a reasonable clip. On these unpatrolled quiet roads you can generally drive as fast as you dare but I wan't in a hurry.
All in all I did manage to get out of the house and go for a decent ride.
Friday, January 22, 2021
SOmeone asked me about what happened to President Trump when he got Covid.
I told them that the Sp/4 that was on duty handed him two Advil and told him to drink plenty of fluids and come back during normal sick call hours.
He asked what happened next.
I told him that the President took the two Advil, returned to the White House and came back at 0600 the next day.
The idiot believed me.
When their jaw drops and they ask "Really?" you know you've taken them in.
Whatever it is you want to accuse me of, I'm guilty.
as sin. I did it.
It generally takes the wind out of everyone's sails.
Many moons ago I was sitting in a bar with my then skipper and he was conducting business. While I had a vested interest in the deal he hammered out, I realy had no say in it. This is often the case for a fisherman. It's the skipper's boat, his business and a deckhand is a hired hand.
It must have been getting close to ten that night when the skipper's daughter walked in. She needed a ride home as it was a school night.
The skipper turned to me and asked me to drop her off which I cheerfully did. I was back in the bar and rejoined the table again in under 20 minutes.
The meeting went well and shortly there after it wound up putting about another $1000 in my pocket but I digress.
Anyway, the next morning I wandered into the bar to meet the skipper and my old arch enemy that had been there watching me the night before saw me enter the joint.
"I saw you last night," he practically shouted. "You knew that girl you left with is only fourteen!" It was a lame effort to embarrass me and lower my social standing. It didn't work very well.
"Yeah, but she felt like she was ten!" I shot back and watched coffee squirt out of several noses, including my skipper's, and brandy shoot out of Duke's. Duke was a morning drinker.
It pretty much ended the issue right then and there except that my skipper had a quiet word with him where I think they discussed the possibility of the jerk getting a free nose job of some sort. I was not privy to the conversation. A few minutes later on the way to the boat the skipper looked at me and shook his head sadly and laughed.
Anyway, that's been my M.O. for decades now. It just knocks the wind out of someone's sails on the spot. Always confess to a more serious crime than you are accused of.
Thursday, January 21, 2021
Well, Trump has left and Biden is now POTUS
What is going to be interesting is the next couple of years.
Taxes will go up, jobs will head overseas, and Karens will gloat about that awful Donald Trump has been replaced.
Of course she will see the light over time but likely won't have the guts to speak out. Besides if she did she'd be banned from social media.
One indication will be when she finds that the annual trip to Cabo ain't happening this year and she notices the $6000 they used to spend on their vacation ain't there because her family taxes went up $10,000.
Of course her husband will suggest she start pitching in and she'll dust off the Woman's Studies degree she got and find out it's worthless. It's off to Starbucks IF there's an open slot that hasn't been filled by humanities or pupperty majors.
A few years later she'll be screeching about the low cost housing project going in down the street and the value of her home dropping like a stone. In addition to that she will be shouting about the new neighbors bringing in drugs and other nice things.
She won't be able to own a firearm to keep the nice new thug neighbors at bay and the now defunded police are going to be useless to non existant.
When her kid comes home either tweaking from meth of listless from heroin she'll be fit to be tied. She also won't be too pleased to find out her husband's 401K is losing money at a breakneck rate and that runaway inflation is going to mean that Karen is probably going to have to plant a garden to help feed her family.
What's sad about it is that she'll likely never figure out what happened.
Of course this won't happen overnight but it will be interesting to see what happens over the next few years.
Actually stage one is in session now. My guess is that by Easter Biden willl be gone and Harris will be running the show. That's where it will get a whole lot uglier.
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
I just had an interesting eBay experience.
I just bought a pair of jeans on eBay which in itself is no big deal.
The jeans were listed as button closure which I like because once in a while during the summer I occasionally 'go commando' and zippers and men's junk do not get along very well inless one is extremely careful.
Jeans are pretty much a purchase you can make on line because you really don't have to try them on if you know your size. Also my bid was basically another fire and forget it bid, sort of a shot in the dark.
I was somewhat surprised I won.
Anyway the jeans were listed as button closure and when they arrived they had the dreaded zipper on them. I groaned and thought about what I had to look forward to. Most likely I would have to return them on my own nickel and I would probably be reimbursed the purchase price but wind up eating the shipping.
I would wind up being out money with nothing to show for it.
On the feedback I commented that the pants were mislabeled, listed as button closure but the pants arrived with a zipper and shot that off and forgot about it.
A few hours later I checked my email and there was a letter from PayPal. I thought, "Now what do they want?" and opened it. My money, all of it, pants and shipping had been returned. I was surprised.
There was another email from eBay. It was from the seller. They simply admitted they made a mistake and that they had reimbursed me for my trouble. I was astonished.
Someone actually stood up to the plate and accepted responsibility for their actions!
I can't undo my feedback complaint but I CAN and did go to MY feedback where I could write a complimentary note.
I did this and said the seller went overboard to make things right and that I woud CHEERFULLY do business with them again.
I hope it helps them because that kind of integrity should not be punished for.
Tuesday, January 19, 2021
Piccolo's gardening tip. Most people don't know squat about hiding a body.
Sunday, January 17, 2021
The clean underwear checker at the hospital
I am no different than anyone else that had a mother. Practically everyone has mothers and the mothers of the worls always tell their kid to wear clean underwear in case they have an accident and have to go to the hospital. That way when the doctor sees you have clean drawers on he will know you come from a good family and try harder to save you.
Actually that's what mothers say. In reality if you have a real serious accident you're likely to $hit yourself anyway.
When I broke my leg in 5th grade the nurse cut my skids off and tossed them. Being a kid I watched and discovered my mother lied to me but for decades I played along with it. No use pissing off your mother.
I was about 50 when I broke something in my foot and had to go to the hospital. A shipmate helped me to the triage nurse and remembering my mother's good words (and seeing a target of opportunity) I looked at the heavily made up stuffy looking woman behind the desk and hopped back several feet and tols my shipmate I could make her makeup crack. He said "No Way!"
"Ten bucks," I replied and he said he'd take it all.
He helped me hobble back to the desk. I looked at the Big Nurse and said, "I've had an accident and I'm at the hospital. Where's the clean underwear checker?"
"The what?" she asked.
"The clean underwear checker. If you have raised children you would know about the clean underwear checker unless you raised pigs," I answered. Her maked cracked and my shipmate let me loose, opened his wallet and quietly handed me a ten spot.
Behing the Big Nurse I saw a skinny redhead watching raptly. She seemed quite amused. Her freckles told me she was Irish. The look on her face told me she knew EXACTLY where I was coming from. Had she been Italian, Jewish or even Estemenian I knew it would have made no difference.
Years ago I was a cab driver in Ketchikan, Alaska and several cruise ships a week came into town. The cruise industry was big then and my fares came from all over the planet.
For some reason the clean underwear business came up among my fellow hacks over an after work beer and I decided to research it. I asked every foreign woman if they told thier kids to wear clean underwear in case they got into an accident and had to go to the hospital. Virtually every woman blushed slightly and the answer was practically universal. They all did.
I also used to take a nurse to work and asked her about it and she like to have died laughing.
She wore a badge with her nurse uniform that had her name on it and
under it her title, registered nurse.
When I picked her up a couple days later she showed me her new badge. It had her name. Under that it said registered nurse and under that it said 'clean underwear checker'. Small town hospitals back the had a sense of humor.
Back to the hospital and my broken foot. The Big Nurse's makeup had just cracked, and amunsed redhead vanished and less than a minute later as I was filling out some paperwork someone came up behind me, reached down the back of my pants. Before I could turn around my feet were off the ground in the biggest wedgee I have ever recieved.
I did land on my good foot and turned around to see the biggest, tallest bustiest Swedish nurse I had ever seen in my life!
It was love at first sight. I wanted to marry her, go ashore and become a farmer because her was a woman I could love, milk and have pull the plow! I wold have bought that moose a set of antlers!
The Swedish girl looked at the shaken triage nurse with the cracked makeup and old her I was good to go because I was wearing clean underwear. The Big Nurse's makeup started falling off in sheets!
Meanwhile in the triage room some young kid turned beet red and looked scared. My guess is he might have had a skid mark on his shorts and figured the doctor was just going to let him die.
I was sent back to wait my turn and it came rather fast. I was treated by a grinning team like a visiting celebrity, X-rayed and sent to a clinic but the clinic's another story.
I just read where Joe Biden had 24,000 hits on Youtube
when he made some kind of pre inauguration speech.
While President Trump spoke at the Alamo in Texas he got 840,000 hits while he was actually speaking.
Interesting.
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