<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 03:45:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>reenactorNet</title><description>This would be the blog of one &lt;b&gt;Marshall J. Wise&lt;/b&gt; or "&lt;b&gt;Marsh&lt;/b&gt;" to my friends -- it's "Marshall" to the company or others who know me not. If you are friend, then 'tis Marsh. Anywho, this be just my thoughts and bloviations on life,  reenacting, the world and other thoughtless provoking crap. Yes, I am a reenactor, yes, I own reenactor.Net... Remember: &lt;b&gt;work to live, &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; live to work.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;(and &lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;, look up the word &lt;b&gt;bloviate&lt;/b&gt; on google)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/marshblog.html</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-6588825532732372188</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-07T22:45:47.871-05:00</atom:updated><title>Google, the next Borg of the Internet?</title><description>Okay, so now Google, who owns blogger, wants me to keep it all on their system and do it their way. I dunno. I am seriously thinking of converting to word-press. Hell, it has an importer for blogger. Not that I'm a power user, I just get tired of change being forced on me by corporate bean counters. Kind alike Adobe buying things, then messing them up. Yahoo used to do that, but now they've fallen on hard times, so likely it'll fall to google to become the true Borg of the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-6588825532732372188?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2010/02/google-next-borg-of-internet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1482194768879815468</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-11T14:44:56.803-05:00</atom:updated><title>I need a motivation.</title><description>I do, I need a motivation! I am tired of things. I am tired of not having my life anymore. I am tired of being in debt AGAIN every time I get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of the grind of work, and no, it isn't that hard and yes, I have a great run. It just gets old. I hope something new comes along in the contracts department. I'd like to go somewhere different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vacation would be nice--I've not had one in about 10 years. Not a real one. It'd be nice to be free for a bit, not knowing that I will have to be back on in a day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial freedom, now that would be nice wouldn't it? Contrary to what they say, it's hard to get. Much smarter people than myself have tried and failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For things to work out, well, sometimes they do, often not. Why is that? I know I am not alone in asking this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my head hurts. So what, others have it far worse than I do. I just need a break. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't really depend on most people, can you? They are usually only there if they want to be. Some are different, but most, well they're in it for their wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I need to stop. I just am hurting today and don't function well when I have a headache like this.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1482194768879815468?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2010/01/i-need-motivation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-6824491253485952694</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-10T21:52:20.132-05:00</atom:updated><title>A cough it is</title><description>A dry cough and at each cough, my head feels like it shall explode. Damn it, I don't wanna be sick--hell, I even got a flu shot. Anyway, soon, I am for bed. I have to feed me doggies... I'm late w/ that. Drank a bynch of vicks 44... it was only a minor help, and now I am loopier than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie w/ the wifial unit... Bride Wars or something like that; usually I like that kind of shit, but it had a high suck factor. Oh well, off to feed the beasties and then to collapse in my chambers for the night. Damn it's cold. And ya know what, I musta picked up a ton of dog shit from the yard--means the dogs are like me, full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-6824491253485952694?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2010/01/cough-it-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-3480789850676607751</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-02T23:32:27.924-05:00</atom:updated><title>The New Year</title><description>Am I alone in being tired of how the "civilized" governments pussyfoot around terrorist scumbags? I mean look, they are nothing but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cowards&lt;/span&gt;--in war, you go up against men, not children and women. Okay, now we have women in combat, but still, they're trained. A terrorist, well he goes after the weak and unprotected--he doesn't have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cojones&lt;/span&gt; to fight real soldiers, but instead, like any bully, targets the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Al-Qaeda and the Taliban, both groups of cowards. Why don't the governments mention this more? I mean ram it home so even their families have to see it. And really, when we catch one or kill him and get a body... feed this scumbags body to pigs so he doesn't get to go to "paradise." Oh, I'm such a un-enlightened &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;person, right?! Now, it has been suggested before and if you look at snopes on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.snopes.com/rumors/pershing.asp"&gt;this subject&lt;/a&gt;, you'll see those liberal dickweeds have something eelse to say... have ya noticed how snopes has really taken to being a liberal wanker website!? :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pirates in the Gulf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an answer here to. In WWI and WWII the British had a great way to deal with German surface raiders; they armed merchant ships (called "Q-Ships") with nice, big guns and crewed them w/ Royal Navy sailors.  When the lightly armed German ship (doesn't take much to knock off merchies) showed up and started shooting, well the Royal Navy dropped the deck house walls and other camouflaged areas of the ship and proceeded to blow the living shit out of the raiders. Guess what happened... yes, my pap-fed, M-TV watchin' liberale friends, the German Raiders went away. We could EASILY do this in the Gulf and make "Q-Ships" of our own. Fake tankers, freighters, sailing yachts... etc. All crewed with Navy SEALS and Marines. After our Navy and Marines blow the shit out of a few of these shitheads, this kind of thing will stop. Once Habib finds that there is a damn good chance he will get greased, instead of getting a big ransom, well then perhaps this crap will stop. Come on Barry, do something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough for the night. Not like anyone reads this stuff. Most are too busy watching drivel like American Idol or some other TV crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-3480789850676607751?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2010/01/new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1043739656348084759</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 06:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-26T01:36:02.572-05:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas 2009</title><description>Wow! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was weird&lt;/span&gt;... Sent out Merry Christmas greeting and got a couple of wankers on one list I am on, who were actually offended by it and said I did it just to piss people off!? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unreal&lt;/span&gt;. I need to just stop trying to be nice. Oh well, I responded and should have not... telling them I Un-Merry Christmased them and wishing their boats would get the "pox" (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a bad case of blisters in their fiberglass&lt;/span&gt;) and that they would be diagnosed with ED and anal herpes... Okay, so I'm an asshole. I try to be nice and really, I sent a nice message and got nothing but shit. I hate ding-dongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freezing Rain today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck, this morning on the way to work, but they had the Pike cleaned up and it got warmer through the day. Rain, rain, rain. I like rain... I took the dogs around the block for first time in a week or two as it's been cold and icey. Got to wear my DDR rain cape--worked well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gott sei Dank for our friends, the East Germans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw the new Sherlock Holmes movie tonite after work... I liked it. Wendy did not. Of course... if you don't like Sherlock Holmes before, you won't like it now, not even if you're just going to look at Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law like she was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had some new wrinkles in it, but I thought it interesting. I think I still like the English series with Jeremy Brett better--it has a good feel for the time. However, saying that, it was way too clean--this movie is much grittier and probably closer in the that regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Liberals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend David says, if a Conservative sees a liberal bumper sticker that offends him, he will simply frown or grumble. A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liberal&lt;/span&gt; will key your car, or cut your tires/valve stems or cave in your door or maybe bust out a window. Or all of those for that matter. Someone recently threw food on my brother's Excursion because they didn't like either his license plate(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil SUV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) or the bumper sticker (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss my Harry Reid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Nice huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Liberals=Socialists=NATIONAL SOCIALISTS=THUGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And... if you don't know what a "National Socialist" is, you should do some research and not vote until you get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1043739656348084759?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/12/christmas-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1385959198285689115</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 06:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T01:37:34.087-05:00</atom:updated><title>A thought... a profound and important thought.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6495ed;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;...I was not angry since I came to France Until this instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Take a trumpet, herald; Ride thou unto the horsemen on yond hill;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           If they will fight with us, bid them come down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Or void the field; they do offend our sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           If they'll do neither, we will come to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           And make them skirr away as swift as stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Enforced from the old Assyrian slings;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           And not a man of them shall we take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           That shall taste our mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Go and tell them so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry V, Act IV, scene vii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1385959198285689115?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/11/thought-profound-and-important-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1919573228142226333</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T23:28:44.512-05:00</atom:updated><title>Ideations? Again? Now?</title><description>Bosun, we shall&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beat to quarters&lt;/span&gt;! Get the stun'sls and t'gallents off her. Prepare to cut across their quarter and rake them as we bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so shitty? I just don't know. Money? Not right now. My boat/ No, pretty much caught up and have her squared right now. Work? Nah, it's okay right now... I'm handling things okay...though: it looks like I'm is be de' manager-person again, at least for awhile. Had a good talk w/ the boss man and he asked me if I could help. I replied I could. I shall endeavour to do my best for King and company! :-) Actually, things are going well and people are working together. I DO have good people and they know their jobs--it took some time for things to fall into place when we started here, but working well now. Still, I need some beer. And a couple vicodin would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1919573228142226333?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/11/ideations-again-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-5099281271922971480</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T23:06:17.961-05:00</atom:updated><title>So much BS!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt; Our government sure puts out some BS! For that matter, am I alone (I know I'm not) in being tired of Orwellian double-speak coming from this administration and our congress. What lies. America these days is all form and no substance. Okay, there are still some good Americans, but SO MANY of them care only for their latest gadget, their new car, etc. Let's play xbox or watch MTV or the "Hitler Channel" and its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;History of Ketchup&lt;/span&gt; (or whatever blah non-historical crap they're showing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad. People talk the talk, but they don't walk the walk. I worry for our country. Health care... what a complete load of unwanted shit. Oh, we want health care, we just don't want the government involved and we don't want to pay for it--people here all want something for nothing--the bigger better deal it's called. No one is ever happy w/ what they have and they always have to be better than the Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-5099281271922971480?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/11/so-much-bs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-3561967796157880124</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T23:57:41.280-04:00</atom:updated><title>Snow? Dammit NO. It's only friggin' October.</title><description>Yes, I saw snow today. No, I was not amused. No, it wasn't sticking, but dammit, it's too early. I am only today reveling in getting my other car back from the shop after almost a WHOLE year. Yaaaaay! And it runs good too. Well, it does need some power steering fluid. So what. Not about to kill me like the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, stereo is not workign right either, but it's been so long since I was driving it (16 months) I forget how to use the overly-complicated stereo. Printed off the instructions again, so maybe I can get it. Have to register it tomorrow in PA. Ack, so much to do. Tied. Have to carry some of Wee's shit down and then take the beastii out for their evening constitutional. Speaking of constitutionals, I was listening to the satellite radio and am about fed up w/ frigging corrupt dickhead politicians who won't listen to us and keep trying to insert a public option thing in their health bill. What bullshit! How does a putz like Harry Reid get re-elected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I am told that idiot Arnold signed some bill so that when you buy gun ammo, you will have to fil out some kind of FFL paperwork. What a frigging ass-clown! He's not a republican, he's some kind of liberal hack. Just another Hollyweird ding-dong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-3561967796157880124?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/10/snow-dammit-no-its-only-friggin-october.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-2833519786620673700</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T02:37:54.915-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Desolate World</title><description>Desolation, some people can't deal with it. Out West,t he world can be very desolate. To many, who no no better, it seems a horrible place, dry. barren. brown. But to some, to a few, it has a majesty found no where else. To see far away. To feel the world as a primitive place, stripped of it's camouflage. Stripped to the world. Sometimes I miss the desolation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-2833519786620673700?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/10/desolate-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-4047289263134823354</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T23:58:51.185-04:00</atom:updated><title>Cold it is</title><description>Damn, it's been pretty much a cold summer and it seems like Fall is already here. Trees are turning in places... cold at night. I like the Fall! I just hope this doesn't mean we'll have a shitty-ass cold winter &gt;:-( Winter is my least favourite season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's new?&lt;/span&gt; They're having a neighborhood yard sale this Saturday. So, Wendy will be selling stuff I paid big $$ for, for pennies. Joy. Yes, I AM a tightwad--so hate me, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my other car will be done soon. It's been at the Mech's since LAST November... I even bought a new rear-end. I hope he can get to it. I need to go to the boat and can't w/ the one I'm driving--no oil pressure (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;go Lucas oil treatment!&lt;/span&gt;) and needs tires, PLUS it gets 10mpg, YES, 10! A frigging H1 Hummer prob gets better gas mileage. I shoulda went for the cash for clunkers thing, but... I didn't want a damned payment. New car would be nice, but ya know, not having another $300. bill each month is nicer. I will say this: yeah, I'm poor, but I don't have $50K in credit card debt like everyone else I know my age. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;D'OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go take trash out and go to bed. Crap to do in the AM before work. Pay rent and meet someone. Oh, I put my check in and after the $200. the bank stole form me and paying my rent, I have a dollar, as in $1.00. Neat huh!? I DO wish to see banking reform happen and a banking customer Bill of Rights. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Frigging thieves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-4047289263134823354?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/09/cold-it-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1249887627847411602</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T22:03:46.910-04:00</atom:updated><title>Trust and having one's back</title><description>Actually, short of my dogs, I really don't have anyone that has my back. My brother maybe, but he lives thousands of miles away. I thought I did here, but not. Hell, I have lots of friends, but non I trust to really get drunk or something w/. Hell, my first WWII event, I got WASTED on beer and moonshine... they really messed w/ me while drunk--guys in my own UNIT did this. It sucked and while I was drunk, they ripped me off, so I won't get that way EVER again at a reenactment. Just can't trust people. And in life, you have friends, but anymore, people are only out for themselves. I get tired of people sitting there and giving me shit. One reason, I prefer dogs--they're loyal and they aren't back-stabbing snake-fuckers like many people nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In lighter news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tomato plants actually have some red tomatoes on them... the cherry ones are almost gone though. The peppers got knocked off in a storm my wife says and so, all I have left are some bigger tomatoes. Good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1249887627847411602?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/08/trust-and-having-ones-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-8922745979373477189</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T22:07:35.453-04:00</atom:updated><title>Migraines and such</title><description>So, today was a migraine day. Didn't much start off that way, but work, idiot co-workers and being called a liar tends to do that. Anyway, it was just a shitty day w/ a line being drawn downwards and covering the right side of my head and that arm. Maybe it's not a migraine, but I've had them and it sure felt that way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Cali, my doctor felt that truck driving was causing me to get migraines. I know there were a couple of times she had to inject me in the back of my head and neck before I could function. It was so bad, she thought I should seek re-training... and the state agreed!! However, I had to have a way to live while I went through the training. Since my wife doesn't work, nor drive (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't ask, just don't&lt;/span&gt;), that was kind of out of the question. Then, I went to work for this place. It was fun at first, although I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; still have a lot of migraines when I first moved here. When Wendy moved here, she kinda of helped me do stuff to make them stop, but before that, there were a number of times Kent would come home and I'd be laying on the floor w/ a bag of ice under my neck and one on my head :-O Sucks, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder if there was someway I could have done the re-training... trucking is a dead-end field these days—it's not like the old days where it was a good profession. Well paying AND one you could count on. Now companies go under at the drop of a hat and you never can plan. Hell, looks like Roadway/Yellow Freight is gonna go belly up or so I read... :-O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Scary!!!&lt;/span&gt; What would I do IF I did get re-trained? Damned if I know. HR maybe. I like working w/ people and helping them. I wanted to do that here, but the boss's wife said never. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C'est La Vie!&lt;/span&gt; Besides, as a manager, I was told often that I took the driver's side waaaay too often. I've always been one of those people who believed that if you lookout for people, they'll look out for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Mostly it's true, but there are scumbags in the world. Still, there's more good people than bad ones. People like to feel they're part of a team, not just a number or the owner's property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt I should blog this while I remembered it, not like anyone cares about my bloviations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-8922745979373477189?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/08/migraines-and-such.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-8648803434497122571</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T00:12:55.730-04:00</atom:updated><title>Angus is AWESOME!</title><description>Now, another story... this AM as I was taking dogs out for morning walk, we were talkign to neighbor behind. I let Angy off his leash to go as he is THE MOST persnickety dog when it comes to "dropping a deuce" (as Kent calls it). Anyway, after, he goes and says "HI!" to her. Zoey might do it different, so she stayed w/ Anyway, when time to go, I said to him to come back. Does he go around the big old drainage ditch, HELL NO! He went for it at a sudden distance, high-speed run... then, like some grand steeple chase horse, he leaps the whole damn thing in one go!!!! Just awesome. I could see the neighbor was impressed too, but tried to conceal it. I was damned impressed though!!! Just an Angy story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-8648803434497122571?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/08/angus-is-awesome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-3524475295495749159</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T00:07:50.538-04:00</atom:updated><title>Cats can be dumb</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My cat is frigging stupid!!&lt;/span&gt; I was playing w/ him w/ a couple glow sticks while working on the computer, so, idiot bites one. I look p, see glowing cat, foaming mouth freaking out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ack!&lt;/span&gt; Snatch his ass up, bust into bathroom and wash out mouth for awhile. Scrubbed out his mouth w/ water and my finger. Then he drank a little. I am pretty sure he's okay though, as he then ate some food and treats. Dumb-ass! Don't do that shit when I ain't got money for an e-vet visit :-0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-3524475295495749159?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/08/cats-can-be-dumb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-7703966730188295094</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 00:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-27T21:13:05.240-04:00</atom:updated><title>Bank Fuckery</title><description>Well, once again, I've been fucked by Orrstown Bank. A good couple of hundred, made for them by manipulating the way they pay checks. One of them was complaining to me about an overdraft (on my card mind you, not a frigging check) and all I could think was "Witht he amount of money you fucked me out of last year, you should be buying me a giant goddamned Thanksgiving turkey and an expensive bottle of French champagne. And my bank is not alone, now all banks it seems, do this kind of dishonest shit. The pay checks (or debit charges) NOT in the order they come in, but oh no... in the order of highest to lowest in order to maximize bounce. And, they run the checks BEFORE the deposits to again, maximize bounce. Fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-7703966730188295094?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/08/bank-fuckery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-1984805412049354762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T19:19:33.275-04:00</atom:updated><title>Social bookmarks added!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/warger014-757100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/warger014-757078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been looking for a simple way to just have a button people can click and post this on their Facebook, Myspace, Twitter or whatever. This, of course, being on the odd chance I write something they will wish to remember... I couldn't find one that was simple and that I liked so... I grabbed some code and fooled w/ it and by jiminy, it seems to work. That's a new one. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to Gettysburg to meet someone for business and then maybe (if there aren't too many touronz there) visit the new visitor center. :-) Too hot to take Zoey though. Oh well. Will be back later, striving to get some actual work done on r.Net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned Kinder, more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-1984805412049354762?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/06/social-bookmarks-added.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-5876100069474105831</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 03:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-20T23:09:03.567-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ah, a calmer day</title><description>Well, in many ways. Things on the Roman front have calmed down, but the RevWar thing... oh bugger it! I'd sooner just concentrate on people I know. You try to help people and they are never happy. You give them an inch (or in this case, a damned good deal) and they want a foot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Blark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r.Net...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new mod is finished and should be installed in the next day or two--I am majorly excited as this will really help make running the time areas much easier. Right now, it is hard, but after the mod, it will be more automated, allowing units to upload their own link (which we approve, etc.) and their info. Much, much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What is reenacting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know what it is, but I mean to others. Most of the world sees us as "kooks" who dress up and like boring stuff. Of course, to most of US, those people are dorks and slaves to modern consumer BS. The latest x-box or cell phone. Oh, the coolest car or clothes. Hundreds for sports tickets and memorabilia. Whatever. And right now, when the world seems about to fly off the rails, really, do they even pay attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My Brother Jim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim will have a blog soon. Of all the people I can think of who SHOULD blog, Jim is the one. He is VERY astute about politics and he's more often right, than wrong. Jim called the price of gas crashing last year, well before any others did. Stay tuned and I'll announce his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack! My heels still hurt  alot. I DO stretch them, but my job means they are set in one position for HOURS :-( This is very aggravating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-5876100069474105831?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/05/ah-calmer-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-7019925573888045909</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-20T22:59:44.996-04:00</atom:updated><title>Dipshits!</title><description>Where do I start? Okay, reenactors will work... first thing, we have this Potsdam musket we are trying to sell. Nice gun, made in India and pretty nice work! Good price, what do we get... some dipshit saying they have a welded barrel and they blow up &gt;:-O Head clam shells open and green nuclear cloud comes out. Dumbshit guy meets the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Flammenwerfer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman: In the quest to improve our hobby, we are trying to make things more standardized--see Roman commands are not known... really, it was so long ago, they can only GUESS. Fine. We are trying to make simple "soldier Latin" as would be used and understood by new recruits from say, Outer B-F Egypt... Oh NO..... we have the Latin Scholar ding-dongs all saying it's WRONG and we need "PROPER" grammar. Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHUT UP STUPID!&lt;/span&gt; My dog has more common-sense in the tip of his penis than a couple of these guys do in their entire beings. Just absolute &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;planks&lt;/span&gt;! I could go on... dolts, idiots, dipshits, etc. Now some of the reenactors are trying and I think we had a breakthrough tonight, but there's more out there. Way more &gt;:-( Makes me really wish I could still smoke the demon marijuana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-7019925573888045909?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/05/dipshits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-7486847641035249512</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T11:20:12.773-04:00</atom:updated><title>Loyalty and Honor; the promised blog.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/german-officer-742229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 114px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/german-officer-742227.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Loyalty and Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two subjects I have been meaning to blog on. It's amazing just how many people (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially those in "high" places&lt;/span&gt;) are ignorant of these two things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Loyalty, a Definition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loy⋅al⋅ty&lt;/span&gt; [loi-uhl-tee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;–noun, plural -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ties&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;   the state or quality of being loyal; faithfulness to commitments or obligations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;   faithful adherence to a sovereign, government, leader, cause, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;   an example or instance of faithfulness, adherence, or the like: a man with fierce loyalties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Loyalty and ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The concept of loyalty is an important part of ethics. Plato originally said that only a man who is just can be loyal, and that loyalty is a condition of genuine philosophy. The philosopher Josiah Royce said it was the supreme moral good, and that one's devotion to an object mattered more than the merits of the object itself. Loyalty is a quality you look for in a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Some thoughts from ME on loyalty&lt;/span&gt;: Loyalty is important! Many leaders just don't understand you can't drive people--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leaders LEAD&lt;/span&gt;. They're so shallow and self-centered that they can't understand the concept AT ALL! &gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loyalty works out like this&lt;/span&gt;: If you're loyal to your people, they'll be loyal to you! In fact, they will go to the ends of the earth for you. If you aren't loyal to them, if you think they're there to serve you (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like you own them&lt;/span&gt;), well... they can make your life a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt;. They can cost you money. They can ruin you. Loyalty is a two-way street. And last: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loyalty is EARNED, it is NOT given freely!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's define "honor" first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honour &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honor&lt;/span&gt;, (from the Latin word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honoris&lt;/span&gt;) is the evaluation of a person's trustworthiness and social status based on that individual's espousals and actions. Honor is deemed exactly what determines a person's character: whether or not the person reflects &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honesty&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;integrity&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fairness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Accordingly, individuals are assigned worth and stature based on the harmony of their actions, code of honour, and that of the society at large. Honor can be analyzed as a relativistic concept, i.e., conflicts between individuals and even cultures arising as a consequence of material circumstance and ambition, rather than fundamental differences in principle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So, what are we talking about here Marsh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I think it's about one's honor as a human, one's honor as a man. Way too often these days, both in business AND in life, it is totally forgotten or ignored. Here's some thoughts on honor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;An honorable man does not lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    An honorable man does not cheat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    An honorable man does not go back on his word once given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;    An honorable man does not harm or attack those weaker than himself&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;women, children, the elderly, etc.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you lie, especially out of habit, you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; an honorable person. Bald-face lies are just that. Need I go on? It's people like this who are dooming our nation and society and they should be excised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;A Final Thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't like what I say here? Have I offended you because you perchance DO these kinds of things? Well then: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK OFF!&lt;/span&gt; Don't come here! You're not welcome on my blog nor on my websites. I cannot stand back-stabbing snake fuckers, liars, cheats nor those without honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been musing on this theme for a long while and finally got it written...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I doubt it will help things any, but who knows... if it saves one soul it'll be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-7486847641035249512?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/04/loyalty-and-honor-promised-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-7870626621356898176</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T09:46:18.002-04:00</atom:updated><title>The art sez it all!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/stacks_are_for-777122.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 115px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/stacks_are_for-777120.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on a disturbing trend amongst young pick-em-up-truck owners. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We used to call 'em "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goat Ropers&lt;/span&gt;" back home&lt;/span&gt;)... You surely ain't gonna find a truck driver doing this stuff... and ya know, I just love that black smoke coming out of the stacks... can we say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;B_U_R_N_I_N_G___M_O_N_E_Y&lt;/span&gt; ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-7870626621356898176?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/04/art-sez-it-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-6406552996664624780</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T00:36:21.203-04:00</atom:updated><title>New Cars... why no one's buying</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/charger-778953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 155px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/charger-778935.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well really, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's the economy stupid.&lt;/span&gt; Partly anyway. Part of it is that what new cars cost is frigging ridiculous! Crazy. I am sorry, but I am NOT paying $20-30K for a car... absolute lunacy. And what do you get? Something better? No, not really. Most American cars are still kinda crappy and not that well built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the President on TV trying to encourage people to buy new American cars... ain't gonna work. When it costs $500. plus a month just in car PAYMENTS, that's too much. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waaay too much!&lt;/span&gt; For what? Something that get's dog shit fuel mileage... something that the tranny craps out in w/ in a couple years and then costs $3500. ?!? to repair. Do YOU have $3500. lying around? I don't. No, these idiots expect you to put it on your credit card and many do. No wonder our country is in the throes of reverting to a third world nation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh, we gots ta give everyone EQUAL ability yo borrow money."&lt;/span&gt; What &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAP!&lt;/span&gt; This is why there's a huge housing crash... giving poor folks loans for houses that cost crazy money. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh, yes, $300,000 for this 2 bedroom house is a bargain."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In WHAT friggin' reality?&lt;/span&gt; In my hometown, Atascadero, CA, for awhile, the median home price was over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$600 THOUSAND dollars&lt;/span&gt;. Guess it ain't now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/tr-738057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/tr-738055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We need a REAL President... like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T.R.&lt;/span&gt; not Barry O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what do I know, I'm just a stupid, dumb-ass truck driver. I'm no great minister of finance. However, I am also not in credit card debt of over $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50k &lt;/span&gt;like a lot of folks my age. Wanna know an empire-shattering secret? What are they gonna do to you if you blow it all off? Put you in debtor's prison and make your kids work in a shoe factory? Uh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;, this isn't 19th century England there Tiny Tim... The problem there is when you don't have credit anymore, you'll have to actually PAY for shit and you won't be able to. Kinda like goin' from doing a lot of coke to not doing ANY... can we say heavy-ass withdrawal :-O Better than at Citi Bank where they're sendingout a crack team of ninja assasins to kill me for revealing this secret. Just think if everyone did that... crash comes the house of cards (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; it is!&lt;/span&gt;)... It's all an illusion... ack! scream! teeth gnashing... gotta solution? I dunno... I'm not the President or a member of OUR corrupt and incompetant board of directors (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;called "Congress" by the mainstream media&lt;/span&gt;)... Good luck on that idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think corrupt politicians should be publicly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stoned to death&lt;/span&gt;... it'd sure make them less likely to do this kinda crap. Idiots like Randy "Duke" Cunningham, a once-honorable man, would pay for their crimes for real, instead of sitting in a cell. And he thought "W" would pardon his corrupt, bribe-takin' ass... (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes, I met him, he was a dick!&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop now... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/scared_of_the-_govt-794737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/scared_of_the-_govt-794729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-6406552996664624780?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/04/new-cars-why-no-ones-buying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-5847835068138679622</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T21:01:58.850-04:00</atom:updated><title>Manners</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it people don't have ANY manners anymore? I know some will blame the Internet--I don't. It's more than that. Yes, the ability to insult someone without them punching you in the nose is part of it, but I think it's more MTV and Nintendo to blame. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What? That fat bastard's high"&lt;/span&gt; you're thinking... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;au contraire, mi Amigos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; MTV teaches kids/people that their actions don't really have consequences and Nintendo (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PlayStation/X-Box/Wii/etc.&lt;/span&gt;) teaches them that violence is okay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hmmmmmm.... he's full of crap..."&lt;/span&gt; say you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But think about it, people on the highway have this mentality of "Screw them, I'll speed up and not let him in..." or "I'll cut him off." You know I'm right too... I drive for a living and I see it every day. Rude assholes who think they and their jalopy are immune to damage!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Strange Utterances Indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "F-Bomb" is in common usage, even by little old granny ladies and anything less, well it's okay... I remember when MY Grandma would have ripped off an earlobe for uttering such words. Now no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the end of our civilization, I don't know. I DO know that when people had guns on their persons, there was a lot more politeness in evidence :-O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooooohhhh guns, how icky...&lt;/span&gt; I'll stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What do YOU think about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-5847835068138679622?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/04/manners.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-7347043776186575994</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T23:05:10.018-04:00</atom:updated><title>Truck Stop Women</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/truck_stop_women-761298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/truck_stop_women-761296.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now there's a loaded topic... Women at truck stops and no, were not discussing "lot lizards" (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hookers&lt;/span&gt;). The truck stops I go to seem to go through a lot of women working there and I can bet why. Being around most of these billy bobs would be damned scary! Alone in a truck for weeks at a time, the only women they see are the girls at the fuel desk or in the restaurant... you KNOW these guys are hitting these girls up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONSTANTLY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ack!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And the thing is, they think they're suave, debonair, a rogue... just irresistible to the girls... Actually, what they are is, again, a lot of bit scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hooters&lt;/span&gt;... ever been? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy crap&lt;/span&gt;, those women could have a guy eating fried dog shit and PAYING them for the privilege of doing it. No, I am not kidding. They come, they sit down AT YOUR TABLE and talk to you... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh wow, so you're a proctologist... that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; cool! What can I get you? Can we start you off with some wings?"&lt;/span&gt; Guys eat this stuff up. $20. tips are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;. It's almost the same at a truck stop, it's just the women aren't wearing shorts and a low cut t-shirt nor sitting at your table. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aii carumba!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Damned Interesting Investment Idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an idea a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hooters Truckstop.&lt;/span&gt;.. LOL! Actually, it'd make money, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scads of it&lt;/span&gt;, but all that money would all be used up cleaning up the blood and damage from crazed truck drivers in lust. What carnage it would be :-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the women at truck stops, for the most part, TRY to be nice to drivers... well, at first they do, but after a few months, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt; They can sure be nasty (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;think of just how nasty a woman can be when she wants to be&lt;/span&gt;). But really, is there a place for some rude-ass wench at a truck stop treating a driver that way? You really DO see some serious contempt for drivers at these places... I find that offensive. Not much I can do considering just how rude and low-class some of my "brethren" are &gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Parkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, drivers are kinda stuck, as most Wally World's (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or other big stores&lt;/span&gt;) won't let you park there. In fact, most places won't and in the Communistwealth of Virginia, they'll wake you up at a rest area and make you drive illegally (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and unsafely&lt;/span&gt;) to some other place. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What friggin' bastards!&lt;/span&gt; Oh, they say it's about safety, but it's really about "revenue enhancement." Personally, were I an owner operator, I'd NEVER go to or through Virginia. If they ALL did this and maybe grew a set, this kind of shit would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, it's popular in America to make fun of the French, to call them cowards or losers. Well, let me ask you this: how come when French truck drivers go on strike, they get EVERYTHING they want? I'll tell you why, because they have BALLS and aren't afraid to lock it up-- to block on ramps, to block fuel islands, intersections, etc. Here in the "Land of the Free" well, most of us won't participate because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ah got's ta pay me ma pickemup payment or fer ma quads. I gots to buy ma kids that thar xbox, so I don't dare rock the boat."&lt;/span&gt; blah, blah, blah! Company drivers, well were in a bad spot because we CAN'T decide to strike unless some kind of wacky violence happens... sucks really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey jackasses, don't insult the French anymore...&lt;/span&gt; they HAVE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cojones&lt;/span&gt;... unlike many American drivers (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ooh, bad me for callin' a spade a spade!&lt;/span&gt;)... Alas, our country has become all form and NO SUBSTANCE :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/truck_strike2-700222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/truck_strike2-700219.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;French Truckers on STRIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-7347043776186575994?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/03/truck-stop-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2373425261430203584.post-2344459925766536065</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T01:23:03.076-04:00</atom:updated><title>Old Skewl Truckin'</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, I think most truckers nowadays are a bunch of cry babies and posers. Back in the day, when I learned, these guys were real. They didn't need, nor have, a/c, cd players, AUTO-frigging-matic transmissions, power steering, etc. Hell, we drove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;CABOVERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;they sucked BTW!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back when, we didn't have the standardized trannies we have now... there were multi-sticks like a 4x4 and that stuff was hard to learn. 13 speeds were common. Now, it's all 9's and 10's. You give some of these pussies a super 10 or a double-over tranny and they just can't do it. "But ah done been me to truckin' school..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I sometimes look at trucker forums and just have to burst out into laughter. And they have special forums to bitch about big companies like J.B. Hunt, Swift, etc. And INVARIABLY, you will see some Billy-Bob's wife going on about how her wonderful other half got fired by this meanie company -- of course, when it comes out, he had 3 accidents right out of trucking school, but two wern't his fault... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Spare me, dumbasses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; These big companies go through some drivers now. And they Do fire people because they are self-insured. They get to work them hard and stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;because THEY (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;the big company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) train them and take on the onus of putting some doofus who JUST GOT HIS LICENSE into a $85,000 tractor hauling expensive loads. Guess what, do you really think they're safe? Do you really?? I've been driving a tractor trailer for 24 years now and know that I learn something EACH day I go out. You don't know that when you start... you think you got it. You don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And BTW, don't think the CDL program is making things safer. It ain't. These companies just teach the billies how to get a license, not how to drive--you can't teach it in a classroom, you have to go out and DRIVE. And yes, that's true. It's all a buch of crap... like America has become, all form and no substance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did you know that the DOT has intentionally made it more unsafe? Oh yeah! It used to be teams could drive 5 hours, sleep 5 hours. NOW, w/ the new rules, oh no, you have to drive 10-11 hours before you then MUST take 10 hours off. And once you start "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on duty," 14 hours later, that's it, you MUST go off duty and cannot drive over the 14th hour and have to be off duty for 10 more hours. Totally unsafe, but it appears good tot he suits and ignoramuses in Congress, so let's keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why am I ranting, I dunno, probably because I talked to a friend I knew back when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; started trucking and remembered his Dad (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;now passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) ; he was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; trucker, from back in the day. I mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;An owner operator when that meant something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I learned some things from him. Actually, I learned from a few good drivers back then. Things like you NEVER use the clutch except to start and stop. You certainly don't shift with it. You stop and help other drivers out. If there's a car (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;or truck or cop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) on the shoulder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;you get over in the other lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. You ALWAYS do this; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ALWAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; The modern inbreds we have driving today don't do this shit nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You waved at the other drivers you passed (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;or when they passed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;). You cleared them w/ your lights day and night when passing and you'd NEVER do something so frigging retarded as to pull behind someone backing up at a truck stop (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;union drivers like those at Roadway and Yellow Freight are famous for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I learned how to back up from Mr. Coley at the Washington DC post office. I have NEVER seen a better person for backing up. I saw him blind-side a trailer into a hole INSIDE a tunnel inside the North Cap Post Office under Union Station in almost pitch black conditions!?! :-o The thought of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ME trying that still makes my asshole pucker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;TO THIS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just know this: It isn't better. It's not close to better and no matter what the DOT idiots and Congress (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;and the ATA dipshits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) will tell you, it's not. It's still easy for some dumbshit to get a license and these dipshits still drive waaaay too fast and aren't really in control of their rigs. No, I'm not making it up and I'm not paranoid. I'm a truck driver -- I damn well know of what I speak. Be careful on the road and give these Billies (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;especially from the big companies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) a WIDE berth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We arent even going to talk about all the inbred, rude scumbags on the CB radio nowdays :-( I am disgusted with them--they make me EMBARRASSED to be a truck driver :'-( The only good thing is the CB is kinda dying off as most have cell phones and satellite radios. I could go on about states that think talking on a cell phone (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;and I mean w/ a hand-free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) is bad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;what stupidity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; MANY the times my cell phone and me yapping to someone on it, has kept me awake and not hitting a bridge abutment. Oh, but holding a CB mic is okay... dumbasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should take a second to mention another disturbing trend: truck stacks on pickups... I'll just print the really cool bumper sticker my friend Kenny saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Stacks are for semis...DUMB ASS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nowadays, drivers are just a bunch of whiners and pussies. Oh, wait, this is where we came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/white-freightliner_coe-795331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/uploaded_images/white-freightliner_coe-795329.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is about the vintage truck I started hauling Mail in--a 1964 White Freightliner cabover (COE) w/ a 180 Cummins engine. The crybabies of today would NOT be able to deal w/ this. It WAS a 10 speed, but had a double over and NO power steering or a/c. The radio worked sometimes and the wipers were AIR powered--this meant they sucked (and didn't work well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spring suspension you wimps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2373425261430203584-2344459925766536065?l=www.reenactor.net%2Frnet_admin%2Fmarsh%2Fmarshblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.reenactor.net/rnet_admin/marsh/2009/03/old-skewl-truckin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sturmkatze)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>