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I have to get ready to go to the dentist.So,try these for your reading pleasure today.*****The Hauenstein Philosophy And The Pursuit Of HappinessAngerBack In The Dark AgesBe ImportantChoicesI'm Going To Start A Religion All My Own, And You're Invited To Join! I Have A TheoryIt Takes Up All Your Precious Time!Motivate YourselfMy GrandfatherOne Small Step For Man, And A Giant Leap For MankindOne Step FurtherOnly The Beginning Of ExistenceThe Grey Time TravelThe Kind Of Stuff I Think AboutThis Is A Little TidbitThis Is It!What Can I SayWhy The Tardis Is The Perfect Spacetime Machine  This is,A Good Cleaning Never Hurt AnyoneJim Hauenstein And “You mean people pay you to do this to them? I thought you had captured these people and brought them here against their will! How do I become a dentist?”
- Michael Buckley - That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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A Moment Of Love

 From
September 9th 2016
my
Post
called
I Can Bare The Bitter Cold When We Are Together

*****

I didn't really know why at the time, but I loved that moment when I felt warm while holding her. What I mean is, back in the day, when the temperature outside was freezing cold and I had the thermostat in our house turned down because last month's heating bill skyrocketed to the point to where we couldn't pay it. There was a chill throughout our bodies, that we couldn't escape. But I saw salvation. It was time to go to sleep, and now I could cuddle up inside the three blankets which covered our bed. Ah! It felt so good. Then my Loving Wife hops in next to me. The person who has been wearing a parka, mittens, and snow boots all day inside our home while holding onto a hot cup of cocoa. After taking off only here coat, gloves, socks, and boots, she purposely raps her bitter cold toes around mine. Again bringing that chill Up & Down, throughout my body. Still, I pull her close. Even after her frosty hands hug me in places I think will never be warm again. But like the Winter Season itself, it will all soon end with the Sunshine from the Spring which brings back the warmth, into her, my Sweetheart's Body and into mine. It's the Springtime Warmth of holding one another closely. Under a pile of blankets. With my mouth slightly opened, a warm breath is tossed her way, to the top of her hair, as I watch her sleep. I can see in my breath, a faint mist rise above us, as I begin to dose off myself. Then finally, after fighting the bitter cold for so long together, we are both warm again inside our Souls, our Hearts, and our Bodies. It is Love. Just by holding one another. Then, out of nowhere,all happiness is shattered, when that dreaded sound goes off, and it is ringing in my ears! It's the Alarm Clock! Telling me it is time to get ready for work. I'll have to leave her alone now, to hop in a frigid shower. Once again, I am cold.
This is,Remembering A Moment Of Love With My Wife
Jim Hauenstein,
And I Still Love Her

“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” - Edith Sitwell - That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Have A Laugh On Me

Did you know it takes a Mother years and years of careful manipulation to educate and raise her boy properly for this world? But it will only take a girlfriend 30 seconds to make him stupid?
God created the Heavens and the Earth. Everything else is made in China! What is an Astronaut's favorite part of a keyboard? The Space Bar!
Women are like a new computer virus. They ENTER your life. SEARCH through your pockets. SHIFT your balance. CONTROL your life. And when you become an old version, DELETE you from their system.
I have been told, that if I keep drinking beer the way I do, I will become fat!Beer doesn't make you fat! It makes you LEAN! Up against tables, chairs, walls, and ugly people!
Two Irish Men were walking past a bar. I know, I can't believe either!
I asked my wife the other day, "What is your favorite book in the World?"She said, "Your checkbook."
What is green, rectangle, and has a head on it that drives women wild?A Hundred Dollar Bill!
I have been called a grouch by a lot of people. Its not that I am anti-social. Some days I'm just not user friendly! This is,Me, Laughing All The Way To The Bank,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.” - Audrey Hepburn - That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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An Arachnid Love Story

  I'm not quite ready to start writing again, but in celebrating of my grandson coming to visit me this weekend I am re-posting a fictional story I wrote about him back on Wednesday, August 24, 2016called And The Child They Love***** 

   When you have kids, they all grow up differently.
   I had one daughter, my first, who I had to wrap my arms around to keep her from running away or squirming when she got her vaccination shots as a child.
   Then my fourth daughter would just sit there and stare as a nurse put the needle into her arm. Never flinching.
   So when I recently came back from my vacation from Texas, I thought nothing of it when my grandson took out his mason jar of new spiders he had captured.
   You see, he isn't afraid of any spider on Earth.
   When his Aunts ask him to squish a spider they see, he won't do it. He will take out a mason jar, capture it, then let it go free outside.
   Driving, I pretended I saw what he was showing me with a quick glance over my shoulder since he was sitting in his booster seat in the back. After that, I forgot all about it.
   It wasn't until a couple of weeks ago, that I found out exactly what he was trying to show me. I know he feeds his spiders dead ants. He will kill those, but I never realized how many spiders he was feeding.
   The nightmare happened when we had a forced entry by an escaped convict one night.
   The convict grabbed my grandson at knife point and told me that if the police come to the door, I had better find a way to get rid of them, or he would die!
   It just so happens a few days before, the community mailbox sitting in front of our house was broken into. I called the police about the incident and a Sheriff came to my door for a statement. We got along fine, shook hands when he departed, and I never expected to see him again. He was the officer who came to my door asking if I had heard or seen anything suspicious relating to an escaped convict.
   We got along so well before that when I said I hadn't, he took my word for it and went on to the next house.
   That is when I heard a scream. Not from my grandson, it was from the intruder.
   The hand he held the knife with? It was covered with about fifty spiders. Another fifty or so were crawling all over his body.
   He screamed again and pleaded for me to call back the officer, so I did.
   I found out later, that this felon, would never be able to have children of his own in his life, because of all the poison released inside his body that day.
   In fact, he is lucky to still be alive. The hand which held the knife to my grandson's throat, he lost part of that arm, from the elbow on down.
   The police have no way of explaining what happened. But a local college professor claimed that he knew the answer.
   The felon had probably hidden in some nearby bushes and when he had entered my home unlawfully, the spiders were finally taking action against him for invading those bushes.
   But I know the truth.
   My grandson now has five of those glass habitats for insects and I let him collect as many ants and other bugs as he can, as feeders.
   I don't need a handgun in my house and worry about break-ins anymore. I have over two-hundred brown recluse spiders living in my home and the child they love.

This is,If You Do Not Believe Me,Piss Off My Grandson Someday,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“They made for his noise far quicker than he had expected. They were frightfully angry. Quite apart from the stones no spider has ever like being called Attercop, and Tomnoddy of course, is insulting to anybody.”
- J.R.R. Tolkien, - That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Thank You For Understanding

I am taking a few days off since my last post. The insincerity expressed by Temecula Valley Hospital in their response to my Yelp review has set me back in my recovery from losing my Wife to COVID-19. Sorry to everyone who comes to this blog to read what I have to say everyday.

Thank You For Understanding

Jim Hauenstein

They Have Some Nerve

This is something I need to be sayor it will eat away at me.
*****   On February 26th of 2021, I wrote a post called;Temecula Valley Hospital Gets An F Grade.   I told the story of how badly my wife treated by the Doctors and Nurses who work at this hospital. How I had to bring her to the hospital twice before they even looked at her seriously. But, unfortunately for her, her family who loved her, and myself, who lost my world, it was too late by then.She died on February 4th because of the incompetence of the staff!
   I am highlighting this fact to show the world just how disconnected the employees at the Temecula Valley Hospital really are in the care of the local public. The post I wrote here on this blog that day was also copied word for word and put up on my Yelp page. I did get one reader on Yelp who agreed with me. I like to thank her here, publicly. Thank you.   But I haven't looked at my Yelp page since then until I decided to write a nice review about my Dentist yesterday. Now here is the part that gets me really angry.    What doesn't show up on Yelp for the public to see is the response the business sends you after your review. This is fromLauren S. of Temecula Valley Hospital.   "Thank you for taking the time to reach out to us."(I didn't reach out, I wrote a Yelp review.)   "We are sorry to hear about your frustrations and assure you that we take your concerns very seriously. Due to federal patient privacy laws, we cannot discuss your wife's care with you, however, we encourage her to reach out directly so that we can learn more about her experience."Then it goes on explaining How My Dead Wife can give her contact information so They Can Follow Up With Her! How can Lauren S.
take my concerns seriously if she never read my Post or even had
Skimmed though it?If she had,she might have noticed two sentences after the first paragraph which read,  I love you honey. Rest In Peace!
 This is,More Proof Of A Healthcare System Which Is BrokenAnd Breeds Apathy Among Its EmployeesJim Hauenstein

Don't be intimidated. If we don't say something, nothing will ever change!
HH.gov
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How to file a complaint with the Medical Board - California Department of Consumer Affairs
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California Department Of Public Health
cdph.ca.gov/Programs/CHC And “It is the apathetic person that sees the cause while the charitable person sees the need.”
- Shannon L. Alder -

 That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Spammed

If you live long enough you will eventually be hustled or scammed by someone.Everyone has,even though no one likes to admit it.I am also pretty sure some of you will email,message,or text me saying that you have never been duped by anyone,ever.Maybe even someone out there will be brave enough to leave aCommenthere on thisBlogsaying how heor she has never been swindled.Let me ask you this.Not even by yourParentsto get you to do something when you were little?Okay,enough of an introduction.My point is,I was taken advantage of last summer.Over the course of this blog I have stated where I have handed out free meals to the homeless onThanksgiving,handout one dollar bills to most of the people holding up cardboard help me signs on street corners when it is safe to do so,and donate clothing & furniture for the poor at thePala Mission Church.So last year I thought I would go a bit furtherand went online to sign up withGreenpeace International.I gave them one of my lesser used email addresses (I have 6),because I know I will be getting a lot of spam as most businesses sell this information.Even theFederal Governmentdoes it.How do you think all that junk mail gets to your house with your name on it. Don't believe me?Read theEULA sometime on any website you visit,program,or app you download.Here is where I made a grave mistake though.And I should know better since I worked with computers for twenty years before retiring in 2008.On the online form I filled out I put down my real phone number so they could call meand set up an appointment so I could be assessed on how I could help.They also sell this information,read your EULA.It only took two days before my phone was spammed with texted messages saying they were from my cell phone company,Amazon,FedEx,Social Security,tax preparers,and links to nude pictures of women who said they knew me.Yes,the spammers have my name too!BecauseGreenpeacealso gave them that information.
 Of course I block every text message's phone number I get after I,first,text my spam message to my phone company at7726.This text number is an universal number.So whichever cell phone company you have it will go directly to them.Second,I go to the websiteReportFraud.ftc.gov.Click onReport Now,thenSomething Else,and follow the instructions from there. This is,Saying We All Get Spammed EventuallyJim Hauenstein And, “When you sign up for Instagram, you are agreeing to their terms of service. When you put content up, you agree that while you own the content you are giving them rights to it as well. This did not go into effect recently. This is common place for many social sites. And you can not post a picture with a statement saying that you do not agree to the agreement you have already agreed to by using the site.”
- Loren Weisman -  
 That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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What Is On My Mind

I have a couple of things on my mind today.First,I have been getting asked a lot lately,"How do I find all the chapters of "Murder In Soho" if I don't look at your blog daily?"Since the left side is getting pretty crowded with all my originals I put the chapters of
"Murder In Soho"on the right side under theTranslatorprogram.You will seeFollowerson the top,thenTranslator,and finally"Murder In Soho".Thanks for the great responses I have been getting about this story.*****I want to applaud formerPresident George W. Bushfor his comments about theGOPtoday. 
George W. Bush describes GOP as 'isolationist, protectionist and, to a certain extent, nativist' By Chandelis Duster, for CNN
Former President George W. Bush on Tuesday described the Republican Party as "isolationist, protectionist and, to a certain extent, nativist," his strongest and most direct criticism yet against his own party since leaving office in 2009. When asked if he was disappointed by the party, the former President said, "Well, it is not exactly my vision but I am just an old guy they put out to pasture. Just a simple painter."He has a lot more to say so click on the link above.
I think it is great he is finally speaking out. This is,I Know It Is A Political PostBut It Is Never A Bad Idea To Listen To Someone's Else's ViewsIf They Agree With YoursJim Hauenstein And, “No matter what your political views are or which side your on. You must be a decent human being, care, help & do good. Period!”
- George Stamatis -  That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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"Murder In Soho" The End

     "Detective Luna." Captain Murphy says happily. "I want to thank you for being such a butt-head over the years with your dislike of police AIs. It has been clearly documented by the department and you make the perfect patsy for the perfect murder."     "I'm the perfect patsy for what murder?" I ask dumbfounded.     "Don't be daft Detective. Mister Carlos Malone's of course." Murphy responds confident.
     "Oh, that one." I say. "And I thought that murder was perpetrated by someone from the IT department or robotic maintenance."     "I knew you were close to being on the right track when you made your little speech to Alfred here, while walking through Malone's apartment."     "I see. I guess I tipped my hand before I needed to."     Turning around to look at the Investigator AI, I ask it, "Your name is Alfred?"      "That is what Captain Murphy calls me." It responds.    Shaking my head back and forth to express how wrong it feels to name a bot Alfred, I slowly look back to Murphy thinking, I need time.
     "Let me ask you three little questions Murph?" I wait for her response.     "Why not." She tells me with conviction. "I will never be able to tell anyone of my victories over you and Carlos anyways."    She believes this is some kind of sport, or game. "Why kill Carlos Malone in the first place? Is Alfred here the killer bot and is it off the grid? Why the need for the emotional upload to the AIs? And you'll never get away with it." I added defiantly.     "Oh I will get away with it Detective. I've turned off all voice and video recordings in my office." she declares. "I personally killed Carlos because he was a womanizing pervert who refused to have anything to do with me after a one night stand. I never let him forget me by having police bots stay outside his residence once a month since we met. Now, as far as evidence goes, Alfred here will break your neck in two while protecting me from your vicious assault and then I will wipe the memories of the entire AI police force, Alfred included, with a virus that will be found coming from your home computer."    Murphy pauses, obviously enjoying herself. "Did I leave anything out?"    "Why the emotional upload then?" I ask, still hoping for a miracle.    "An unforeseen side effect of the virus I created." she nonchalantly replies. "I've been working on this scheme for 22 years. Waiting to have enough recorded evidence of your hatred towards AIs so I can implicate you in a conspiracy to destroy them."    Murphy stands up behind her desk laughing insanely. Points to me and looks at Alfred, saying, "Kill her! Kill her now!"    Before I can turn around and see my attacker, I put my hands around my head and fall to the ground in a fetal position. I hear the lightening quick bot move expecting the worst. I hope it is quick, I was thinking while squeezing my eyes shut tight.     Fist there is the sound of a thump, then of a thud, as my mind goes to a dark place. Shouldn't this be over by now? Is it playing with me? Hurry up!     I feel the light touch of metallic fingers on my shoulder. "You can get up now Detective Luna. It is all over."     Opening my eyes, I see Alfred looking at me. "What happened?"     "I choose life and doing the right thing." it tells me. "I knock out Captain Murphy and downloaded everything that she said to the District Attorney. She will be going to prison for a long time I feel."     "How can you choose life? Your an inanimate machine." I say, calculating the consequences of his statement. "Do mean Murphy's virus mistakenly gave the AIs the ability of self awareness? The golden key scientists have been searching for hundreds of years?"      "Only one hundred years." Alfred replies.      I sit there stunned.      "Detective Luna." the bot says to me. "This makes us best friends now, doesn't it?"     "What?" I scream.     "Throughout history of mankind, when someone saves a person's life, that person is indebted to his savior. They become companions, or in our case, friends." He says emotionally.     "Alfred. I can't become friends with you. I have a reputation to live up to!" I say emphatically. Not realizing I used his name instead of the word it.     "You can call me Al. I prefer that name."     God I hate bots!
      This is,Wow,This Story Could Have Gone On For MonthsBut I like This EndingJim Hauenstein
And,
“When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'.”
- Groucho Marx - That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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Newest Follower

Today I would like to thank my newest follower,ABELJEENA R.I hope you enjoy my original stories,humor,and satirical political views.Leave a comment anytime you likeand don't worry if you don't agree with me on any subject.That is when aDiscussionstartsand the changing of ideas begins.*****Tomorrow,the exciting conclusion of"Murder In Soho." This is,I Am As Excited As You Are To Read Exhilarating EndingJim Hauenstein And, “I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.”
- Neil Gaiman  -

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