James Hauenstein's Blog, page 84
January 10, 2018
The Changes We All See
From my
June 8th, 2015 Post
My Grandfather.
Let me just say,
I was reminiscing again.
*****
I was reading one of my favorite books,
"How to Build a Fire And Other Handy Things Your Grandfather Knew!" By Erin Bried.Then I started to reminisce about my
Grandfather
on my
Mother's
side of the family.I often told my kids,
when they were still young enough to be amazed by my stories on life,
that my
Grandfather
and
Grandmother
were born in the year of 1904.Only thirty-nine years after the
Civil War
ended. That is one year after the
Wright Brothers
flew the
heavier-than-air powered aircraft,
considered the first flight by an airplane,
and four years before
Henry Ford
made it possible for the
average
Joe & Josephine
to own an affordable car.That car was called,
the
Model T.
My
Grandfather
lost a hand in a farming accident when he was a young lad.He never let that stop him from getting
Married,
Having Four Kids,
becoming
Vice-President
of a company whose sales were nation wide.
He became a local
Politician
in the town his kids grew up in.My kid's
Great Grandfather
and
Great Grandmother
were born in families who were still using the
"Horse & Buggy"
for transportation.They lived through two
World Wars,
the
Depression,
and were alive during the height of the
Cold War.Saw medicine grow from its infancy,
to the fit teenager it became in the 1960s.
Where
School Immunization
almost wiped away certain diseases,
like
Polio.
Where the
Life Expectancy
of an individual was longer than 60 years of age.Saw the majority of
Americans
buying their first cars.
The technology advancement of the early 19 Century.
To seeing a man walk on the
Moon.Listened to a radio,
which brought the
"News of the World"
that much closer to home.
To pictures beaming into their house,
first through a
Black & White,
then a color
TV Set.There was a lot of changes that happened during their lifetime.There has been a lot of changes during my father's lifetime.There is a lot which has happened to the world in my lifetime.And there is going to be a lot of changes to the world,
in my
Children's Lifetimes. Change Is Inevitable .
Change Is Exciting .
Change Is Good .
Embrace Change ,
Then You Will Never Be Left Behind In Life !I used to say these words every morning,
to myself,
before I went to work.
I did this after I noticed I was wishing that the
World
wouldn't change
and things would remain the same.Once my mind
"Changed"
and I embraced
"Change,"
life became so much more interesting!
This is,
Even Embracing The Change In My Looks,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
- Mahatma Gandhi -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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June 8th, 2015 Post
My Grandfather.
Let me just say,
I was reminiscing again.
*****
I was reading one of my favorite books,
"How to Build a Fire And Other Handy Things Your Grandfather Knew!" By Erin Bried.Then I started to reminisce about my
Grandfather
on my
Mother's
side of the family.I often told my kids,
when they were still young enough to be amazed by my stories on life,
that my
Grandfather
and
Grandmother
were born in the year of 1904.Only thirty-nine years after the
Civil War
ended. That is one year after the
Wright Brothers
flew the
heavier-than-air powered aircraft,
considered the first flight by an airplane,
and four years before
Henry Ford
made it possible for the
average
Joe & Josephine
to own an affordable car.That car was called,
the
Model T.
MyGrandfather
lost a hand in a farming accident when he was a young lad.He never let that stop him from getting
Married,
Having Four Kids,
becoming
Vice-President
of a company whose sales were nation wide.
He became a local
Politician
in the town his kids grew up in.My kid's
Great Grandfather
and
Great Grandmother
were born in families who were still using the
"Horse & Buggy"
for transportation.They lived through two
World Wars,
the
Depression,
and were alive during the height of the
Cold War.Saw medicine grow from its infancy,
to the fit teenager it became in the 1960s.
Where
School Immunization
almost wiped away certain diseases,
like
Polio.
Where the
Life Expectancy
of an individual was longer than 60 years of age.Saw the majority of
Americans
buying their first cars.
The technology advancement of the early 19 Century.
To seeing a man walk on the
Moon.Listened to a radio,
which brought the
"News of the World"
that much closer to home.
To pictures beaming into their house,
first through a
Black & White,
then a color
TV Set.There was a lot of changes that happened during their lifetime.There has been a lot of changes during my father's lifetime.There is a lot which has happened to the world in my lifetime.And there is going to be a lot of changes to the world,
in my
Children's Lifetimes. Change Is Inevitable .
Change Is Exciting .
Change Is Good .
Embrace Change ,
Then You Will Never Be Left Behind In Life !I used to say these words every morning,
to myself,
before I went to work.
I did this after I noticed I was wishing that the
World
wouldn't change
and things would remain the same.Once my mind
"Changed"
and I embraced
"Change,"
life became so much more interesting!
This is,
Even Embracing The Change In My Looks,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
- Mahatma Gandhi -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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January 6, 2018
The Dates Have Been Omitted To Protect The Children
Back in the early 1990s,when I was still drinking pretty heavily,I used to stop in at a little place called"One More That's It."Located inOceanside, California.Affectionately referred to as"OMTI."And by its latestYelpreviews,it hasn't changed one bit.
What I wanted to tell you is the true story,of what happened to me,on one stormy rainy night.Not really,it was a clear sunny evening in beautiful southernCalifornia.Well,the true part is,I got married late in life.I got married the old fashion way too!My girlfriend,who became my wife,was pregnant.My wife was a widower who already had three children.Luckily for me,they welcomed me with open arms.So,there I was,an instantDaddywith four children.My problem was,I wasn't mature enough to give up my bad habits right away.My wife was constantly worried about me driving drunk.She would call the bar all the time,and if I was there,drive down to pick me up so I wouldn't get busted for drunk driving.So one time,I was sitting at the bar,and I thought I had a great idea for staying longer than usual.I told the bartender that if my wife called,tell her I wasn't here.I was hoping that she would think I was working late.Of course,the phone soon rangand the bartender followed my instructions to aT.Well,OMTIis a rectangular type of building,with the bar itself going lengthwise inside the building.That's so it can accommodate as many bar stools as possible.The entrance is at one of the short ends of the rectangle.There I was,sitting at the far end of the bar,from the entrance,on a stool.Now,I don't want to brag,but when I would enter the bar,everyone would yell"Howie."Everyone new my name.Again,there I was,thinking I had beat the systemand I would be able to get really loaded that night.All of a sudden,my wife,all five foot of her,comes bursting through the front door screaming profanities inTagalog,and running straight at me.The whole place goes dead silent.While she is running,she pulls off her right shoe,mind you,she never stopped running,and threw at me,hitting me right in my forehead.I went straight back,off of the bar stool,landing on my back,onto the floor a little dazed.OK,a lot dazed. For a split second,you could have heard a pin drop.All of sudden,an uproarious burst of laughter hit all the patrons at once.They all loved my wife from that day forwardand for months thereafter,talked about how a five footFilipinawoman took down a six footCaucasian!
This is,I Swear,It Was Really George Foreman Who Knocked Me Out,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If you'll excuse me, I'm going to find a tavern where I can pay an under-dressed woman to sit on my lap and look very pleased with me while I drink heavily”
- Lisa Kleypas -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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What I wanted to tell you is the true story,of what happened to me,on one stormy rainy night.Not really,it was a clear sunny evening in beautiful southernCalifornia.Well,the true part is,I got married late in life.I got married the old fashion way too!My girlfriend,who became my wife,was pregnant.My wife was a widower who already had three children.Luckily for me,they welcomed me with open arms.So,there I was,an instantDaddywith four children.My problem was,I wasn't mature enough to give up my bad habits right away.My wife was constantly worried about me driving drunk.She would call the bar all the time,and if I was there,drive down to pick me up so I wouldn't get busted for drunk driving.So one time,I was sitting at the bar,and I thought I had a great idea for staying longer than usual.I told the bartender that if my wife called,tell her I wasn't here.I was hoping that she would think I was working late.Of course,the phone soon rangand the bartender followed my instructions to aT.Well,OMTIis a rectangular type of building,with the bar itself going lengthwise inside the building.That's so it can accommodate as many bar stools as possible.The entrance is at one of the short ends of the rectangle.There I was,sitting at the far end of the bar,from the entrance,on a stool.Now,I don't want to brag,but when I would enter the bar,everyone would yell"Howie."Everyone new my name.Again,there I was,thinking I had beat the systemand I would be able to get really loaded that night.All of a sudden,my wife,all five foot of her,comes bursting through the front door screaming profanities inTagalog,and running straight at me.The whole place goes dead silent.While she is running,she pulls off her right shoe,mind you,she never stopped running,and threw at me,hitting me right in my forehead.I went straight back,off of the bar stool,landing on my back,onto the floor a little dazed.OK,a lot dazed. For a split second,you could have heard a pin drop.All of sudden,an uproarious burst of laughter hit all the patrons at once.They all loved my wife from that day forwardand for months thereafter,talked about how a five footFilipinawoman took down a six footCaucasian!This is,I Swear,It Was Really George Foreman Who Knocked Me Out,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If you'll excuse me, I'm going to find a tavern where I can pay an under-dressed woman to sit on my lap and look very pleased with me while I drink heavily”
- Lisa Kleypas -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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January 5, 2018
The Man From Mars - Episode Thirty Two
Ponleak waved off any further questions I tried to ask and told me not to speak anymore until we got inside the building he called the "clean room."
I wasn't even allowed to ask what he meant by the "clean room."
The limousine stopped in front of a large steel garage door. A blue light emanated, from what appeared to me as a motion detector, situated perpendicular from the door. So the blue light could engulf the length of the limo.
After going up and down a few times, obviously scanning the exterior and possibly the interior of the vehicle, the blue light popped off and the garage door opened.
A lot quicker than should be possible with such a heavy metal door, I thought.
We pulled inside and, without leaving an inch to spare, the steel door slammed shut.
Two security guards in black suits were in the garage waiting for us. Each holding some kind of handheld scanning machine.
Once the car came to a halt, they started inspecting the limo.
For what?
I do not know.
We got out of the vehicle and I was waved by one of the security guards to follow Ponleak, Tiny, and his twin. Without anyone saying a word.
We came upon a submarine type door, which opened up into a luxurious stately style home.
We entered the living room area. I was waved to sit down on a chair. Tiny came over with one of those handheld machines, and started scanning me. In the meantime, Tiny's twin was mixing up a couple of drinks for Ponleak and I. I took my drink from the twin, took a sip, and heard Tiny say, "He is clean. No bugs." "Sorry George, for all the security measures you had to go through, but it is better to be cautious these days, then to be sorry." Ponleak said, pausing for a moment. "Being sorry probably means you're dead." Great. With all this security mumbo jumbo going on, right out of a James Bond movie, Ponleak has to go and say something like that. "First," Ponleak started telling me, "Let me clarify something before I answer your last question, which you asked, while we were still in the limousine. Not all of the Atlanteans, who traveled to the Earth with me, are still my associates. Some have broken away from the main group here and have started their own, should I say, cult following. These Atlanteans have decided to rule over this world and have been working behind the scenes, so to speak, to conquer her." Ponleak looks at me with a seriousness I have never seen in him before and he says to me, "These are the real people you are running from and they will do anything to get their hands on the amulet!" "Jesus Ponleak!" I exclaimed. "Some of your people are after me? To get a hold of the amulet?" "Yes." Is all he said. "By chance would I know any of these people?" I asked. "Yes. You probably met their leader while the amulet was showing you my past in your dreams. It is my old head of security on Atlantis, Officer Bopha."
To Be Continued.....
Next Friday.
This is,What A Tangled Web I Weave,When I Practice To Deceive,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“For many generations…they obeyed the laws and loved the divine to which they were akin…they reckoned that qualities of character were far more important than their present prosperity. So they bore the burden of their wealth and possessions lightly, and did not let their high standard of living intoxicate them or make them lose their self-control. But when the divine element in them became weakened, and their human traits became predominant, they ceased to be able to carry their prosperity with moderation.”
- Plato, -
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I wasn't even allowed to ask what he meant by the "clean room."
The limousine stopped in front of a large steel garage door. A blue light emanated, from what appeared to me as a motion detector, situated perpendicular from the door. So the blue light could engulf the length of the limo.
After going up and down a few times, obviously scanning the exterior and possibly the interior of the vehicle, the blue light popped off and the garage door opened.
A lot quicker than should be possible with such a heavy metal door, I thought.
We pulled inside and, without leaving an inch to spare, the steel door slammed shut.
Two security guards in black suits were in the garage waiting for us. Each holding some kind of handheld scanning machine.
Once the car came to a halt, they started inspecting the limo.
For what?
I do not know.
We got out of the vehicle and I was waved by one of the security guards to follow Ponleak, Tiny, and his twin. Without anyone saying a word.
We came upon a submarine type door, which opened up into a luxurious stately style home.
We entered the living room area. I was waved to sit down on a chair. Tiny came over with one of those handheld machines, and started scanning me. In the meantime, Tiny's twin was mixing up a couple of drinks for Ponleak and I. I took my drink from the twin, took a sip, and heard Tiny say, "He is clean. No bugs." "Sorry George, for all the security measures you had to go through, but it is better to be cautious these days, then to be sorry." Ponleak said, pausing for a moment. "Being sorry probably means you're dead." Great. With all this security mumbo jumbo going on, right out of a James Bond movie, Ponleak has to go and say something like that. "First," Ponleak started telling me, "Let me clarify something before I answer your last question, which you asked, while we were still in the limousine. Not all of the Atlanteans, who traveled to the Earth with me, are still my associates. Some have broken away from the main group here and have started their own, should I say, cult following. These Atlanteans have decided to rule over this world and have been working behind the scenes, so to speak, to conquer her." Ponleak looks at me with a seriousness I have never seen in him before and he says to me, "These are the real people you are running from and they will do anything to get their hands on the amulet!" "Jesus Ponleak!" I exclaimed. "Some of your people are after me? To get a hold of the amulet?" "Yes." Is all he said. "By chance would I know any of these people?" I asked. "Yes. You probably met their leader while the amulet was showing you my past in your dreams. It is my old head of security on Atlantis, Officer Bopha."To Be Continued.....
Next Friday.
This is,What A Tangled Web I Weave,When I Practice To Deceive,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“For many generations…they obeyed the laws and loved the divine to which they were akin…they reckoned that qualities of character were far more important than their present prosperity. So they bore the burden of their wealth and possessions lightly, and did not let their high standard of living intoxicate them or make them lose their self-control. But when the divine element in them became weakened, and their human traits became predominant, they ceased to be able to carry their prosperity with moderation.”
- Plato, -
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January 4, 2018
War Is Being Declared
"Mister President," Says the Chief Aid to the Mexican leader. "I have figure out a way to begin the process of reclaiming the territories we lost in the War against the United States in 1846."
The President looks at his Chief Aid. It is his Son-In-Law. Married to his oldest daughter.
He made a promise to his daughter Isa, before he won the general election, to give her husband a position of high importance in his administration.
Looking back on it now, he thinks to himself, I must have made this promised, giving her husband a job, during a weak moment while campaigning. But, who doesn't make promises to there daughters, never expecting to keep them. We all want to see our children happy. Even for a moment.
"What idea have you brought to me Nestor?" Asks the President. "Because if you think we can defeat the United States militarily or by buying back the lost territories, you are out of your mind."
"No sir. Do you think I am some kind of idiot?" Replies his Chief Aid.
He wished his Son-In-Law hadn't said that to him. Since the announcement of his engagement to his daughter, he has been dying to tell Nestor just what he thinks of him. But that would break his daughter's heart. And as the saying goes, love is often blind.
"I gave you an advisory position in my administration, because you have no political background." The President started to say. "I was hoping you would be closer in touch with the common people? Giving me insight to what might be best for them. How I can help them. Not to start a war with the United States."
"Sir, if you would just hear me out," replies a nervous Nestor.
Interrupting, the President goes on to say, "And why do you think I am looking to recover lost territory from the 1800s? How would we incorporate those States back into our culture? Economically, we cannot support annexing more territory until we can get our own house in order."
"California alone has the seventh largest economy in the World, sir." Says Nestor. Defending his position. "If we can bring back California to Mexico, our economy will triple."
"I still cannot see, in anyway, why the United States would give us back our lost territory?" A now frustrated President says.
Nestor jumps at the chance of speaking, before the President is thoroughly disgusted with him, and says, "Bullet Ants."
"What?" Asks the President.
"Bullet Ants." Replies Nestor. "We incubate, harvest, and grow millions, upon millions, of Bullet Ants. Releasing them across the boarder after Donald Trump builds his wall so they cannot return to Mexican soil. We will use the tunnels dug up by the Cartels. Use their people to distribute the Ants. And for their help, offer them clemency for their past misconduct."
Since the President doesn't speak right away. Sitting in his chair with his mouth wide open. Nestor continues telling him his plan.
"The Ants will disrupt the Ecosystem, kill livestock, and generally cause panic to the people in the area. Families while move north, businesses will close, and the whole area will be ripe for the taking." Nestor finishes with a smile.
The President cannot believe what he is hearing. Does his Son-In-Law actually think this is a good idea? He picks up a phone, which seems to be ringing off the hook, listens to someone on the other end, then says, "Your wife just called. She wants you to come home right away. Something about a colony of Ants have just eaten the cat?"
This is,Claiming The Next World War Will Be Fought With Insects,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Often the best way to benefit one’s group is to displace, subjugate, or annihilate the group next door. Ants in a colony are closely related, and each is a paragon of unselfishness. That’s why ants are one of the few kinds of animal that wage war and take slaves.”
- Steven Pinker, -
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The President looks at his Chief Aid. It is his Son-In-Law. Married to his oldest daughter.
He made a promise to his daughter Isa, before he won the general election, to give her husband a position of high importance in his administration.
Looking back on it now, he thinks to himself, I must have made this promised, giving her husband a job, during a weak moment while campaigning. But, who doesn't make promises to there daughters, never expecting to keep them. We all want to see our children happy. Even for a moment.
"What idea have you brought to me Nestor?" Asks the President. "Because if you think we can defeat the United States militarily or by buying back the lost territories, you are out of your mind."
"No sir. Do you think I am some kind of idiot?" Replies his Chief Aid.
He wished his Son-In-Law hadn't said that to him. Since the announcement of his engagement to his daughter, he has been dying to tell Nestor just what he thinks of him. But that would break his daughter's heart. And as the saying goes, love is often blind.
"I gave you an advisory position in my administration, because you have no political background." The President started to say. "I was hoping you would be closer in touch with the common people? Giving me insight to what might be best for them. How I can help them. Not to start a war with the United States."
"Sir, if you would just hear me out," replies a nervous Nestor.
Interrupting, the President goes on to say, "And why do you think I am looking to recover lost territory from the 1800s? How would we incorporate those States back into our culture? Economically, we cannot support annexing more territory until we can get our own house in order."
"California alone has the seventh largest economy in the World, sir." Says Nestor. Defending his position. "If we can bring back California to Mexico, our economy will triple."
"I still cannot see, in anyway, why the United States would give us back our lost territory?" A now frustrated President says.
Nestor jumps at the chance of speaking, before the President is thoroughly disgusted with him, and says, "Bullet Ants."
"What?" Asks the President.
"Bullet Ants." Replies Nestor. "We incubate, harvest, and grow millions, upon millions, of Bullet Ants. Releasing them across the boarder after Donald Trump builds his wall so they cannot return to Mexican soil. We will use the tunnels dug up by the Cartels. Use their people to distribute the Ants. And for their help, offer them clemency for their past misconduct."
Since the President doesn't speak right away. Sitting in his chair with his mouth wide open. Nestor continues telling him his plan.
"The Ants will disrupt the Ecosystem, kill livestock, and generally cause panic to the people in the area. Families while move north, businesses will close, and the whole area will be ripe for the taking." Nestor finishes with a smile.
The President cannot believe what he is hearing. Does his Son-In-Law actually think this is a good idea? He picks up a phone, which seems to be ringing off the hook, listens to someone on the other end, then says, "Your wife just called. She wants you to come home right away. Something about a colony of Ants have just eaten the cat?"
This is,Claiming The Next World War Will Be Fought With Insects,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Often the best way to benefit one’s group is to displace, subjugate, or annihilate the group next door. Ants in a colony are closely related, and each is a paragon of unselfishness. That’s why ants are one of the few kinds of animal that wage war and take slaves.”
- Steven Pinker, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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January 3, 2018
Five Best Posts Of October 2017
Here,once again,is one of my favorite segments,and by the numbers,it shows that it is one of your favorite too!It is called,The Five Best Posts Of The Month.You might be asking yourself,"Why does it take you so long to write The Five Best Posts Of The Month. Why not write it right after the Month is done?"The reason is,if I do it right away,only thePostsat the beginning of the month have time to accumulate numbers.Telling me that they have been read often.If I wait a monthor two afterwards,the latterPostshave time to accumulate readership.Looking back,I see thatOctoberwas a real good month for me,as far as readership goes.So here they are,The Five Best Posts Of October, 2017!
The Fifth Best Post Of October, 2017 Is; Remembering AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!The true story of what my Grandson did to me while I was playing pinball on Xbox One. Yes, it is true he stuck a dart on my forehead while I was playing.
The Fourth Best Post Of The Month Is;Geek SaturdayOn Saturdays, I like to write about some of the Scientific Articles I have been reading. I believe they are interesting. And obviously, you think so too!
The Third Best Post Of The Month Is; Bar-Code TattooMy humorous look at how Hollywood depicts a future where human beings are tattooed to tell who people are and their station in life. I think some Bar-Code Tattoos are beautiful.
The Second Best Post Of The Month Is;Anger Issues The retelling of my story Anger. Where I describe what Anger means to me and what can happen to people who are Angry all the time. Plus, way on the bottom, is a funny little anecdote that people often miss if they don't read the whole story through.
And The Number One Post Of October, 2017 Is;Driver Wanted An original story by me, where the Hero of the story, here of a race, that if he finishes, he will become very rich indeed.
The picture actually shows the one room apartment the
Hero
lives in.
There you have it!The Five Best Posts Of October, 2017!
This is,Thanking Everyone Who Reads My Blog,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
- Oscar Wilde -
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The Fifth Best Post Of October, 2017 Is; Remembering AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!The true story of what my Grandson did to me while I was playing pinball on Xbox One. Yes, it is true he stuck a dart on my forehead while I was playing.
The Fourth Best Post Of The Month Is;Geek SaturdayOn Saturdays, I like to write about some of the Scientific Articles I have been reading. I believe they are interesting. And obviously, you think so too!
The Third Best Post Of The Month Is; Bar-Code TattooMy humorous look at how Hollywood depicts a future where human beings are tattooed to tell who people are and their station in life. I think some Bar-Code Tattoos are beautiful.
The Second Best Post Of The Month Is;Anger Issues The retelling of my story Anger. Where I describe what Anger means to me and what can happen to people who are Angry all the time. Plus, way on the bottom, is a funny little anecdote that people often miss if they don't read the whole story through.
And The Number One Post Of October, 2017 Is;Driver Wanted An original story by me, where the Hero of the story, here of a race, that if he finishes, he will become very rich indeed.
The picture actually shows the one room apartment theHero
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There you have it!The Five Best Posts Of October, 2017!
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January 2, 2018
Whip Me, Beat Me, Make Me Write Bad Checks
There I was,on aSaturday Night,working for theF.B.I.I was down town,
sitting in a nest of bad men,with whiskey bottles piling high.Bootlegging boozers were on the west side of town.Just about to call up the D.A. man,to tell them about the people,who are doing wrong.When I heard this woman singing,singing a song.A pair of forty fives pistols,opened my eyes.Looking down those barrels,my temperature started to rise.
She was a long cool woman in a black dress,pointing a pair of guns at my chest.Just five foot nineand beautiful.With just one look,I was a bad mess.
Cause that long cool woman had it all.
Saw her heading towards a table,
walking like big black cat.
When Charlie said,"I hope that you're able boy."
Well,
I'm telling you,I know,she is where it's at!
Suddenly we heard a siren.
Everybody started to run.
Jumping out of doorsand over tables.
I heard somebody shooting a gun.The D.A. was cuffing my left hand,
She a holding my right.
I told her not to be scared,
because you're gonna be spared.
If I want to spend my life with a
long cool woman in a black dress,I have to blow my cover to stop her arrest.You know she had it all.Just a five-nine,you know she had it all.Beautiful.She had it all.Had it all.
This is,Thanking The Hollies For The Inspiration,Jim Hauenstein,
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“The deep black-cherry velvet made her skin look like porcelain, and brought out the ruby fire of her hair. Black silk braiding trimmed the modestly high neckline. More lengths of silk braiding defined the vertical slash that went from neck to collarbone, affording a subtle glimpse of white skin. No other adornment marred the simple lines of the gown, except for the puffs of black silk that edged the hem of the flowing skirt. It was an elegant garment, suitable for any lady of quality.”
- Lisa Kleypas, -
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sitting in a nest of bad men,with whiskey bottles piling high.Bootlegging boozers were on the west side of town.Just about to call up the D.A. man,to tell them about the people,who are doing wrong.When I heard this woman singing,singing a song.A pair of forty fives pistols,opened my eyes.Looking down those barrels,my temperature started to rise.
She was a long cool woman in a black dress,pointing a pair of guns at my chest.Just five foot nineand beautiful.With just one look,I was a bad mess.
Cause that long cool woman had it all.
Saw her heading towards a table,walking like big black cat.
When Charlie said,"I hope that you're able boy."
Well,
I'm telling you,I know,she is where it's at!
Suddenly we heard a siren.
Everybody started to run.
Jumping out of doorsand over tables.
I heard somebody shooting a gun.The D.A. was cuffing my left hand,
She a holding my right.
I told her not to be scared,
because you're gonna be spared.
If I want to spend my life with a
long cool woman in a black dress,I have to blow my cover to stop her arrest.You know she had it all.Just a five-nine,you know she had it all.Beautiful.She had it all.Had it all.
This is,Thanking The Hollies For The Inspiration,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“The deep black-cherry velvet made her skin look like porcelain, and brought out the ruby fire of her hair. Black silk braiding trimmed the modestly high neckline. More lengths of silk braiding defined the vertical slash that went from neck to collarbone, affording a subtle glimpse of white skin. No other adornment marred the simple lines of the gown, except for the puffs of black silk that edged the hem of the flowing skirt. It was an elegant garment, suitable for any lady of quality.”
- Lisa Kleypas, -
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December 31, 2017
Herring In A Cream Sauce
It is the end of another year,and another chance to lie to ourselves.It's time to make thatNew Year's Resolution!
Why do I say,"Lie to ourselves?" Because,every year,everyone I know,ends up falling short of their goal.Myself included.I usually can't make it past the first week!But,here it goes anyways.MyNew Year's Resolutionis,"To Stop Making New Year's Resolutions!" Yeah!I might be able to accomplish this one.We just have to wait untilDecember 31st, 2018to find out.
This is,Buying Dry Brut,One Fat Cigar,AndHerring In A Cream Sauce,Jim Hauenstein,
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"A Happy New Year to all my well wishers, peers, friends, colleagues, acquaintances and readers. May your year be blessed with good fortune and health with added wealth."- Adhish Mazumder -
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Why do I say,"Lie to ourselves?" Because,every year,everyone I know,ends up falling short of their goal.Myself included.I usually can't make it past the first week!But,here it goes anyways.MyNew Year's Resolutionis,"To Stop Making New Year's Resolutions!" Yeah!I might be able to accomplish this one.We just have to wait untilDecember 31st, 2018to find out. This is,Buying Dry Brut,One Fat Cigar,AndHerring In A Cream Sauce,Jim Hauenstein,And,
"A Happy New Year to all my well wishers, peers, friends, colleagues, acquaintances and readers. May your year be blessed with good fortune and health with added wealth."- Adhish Mazumder -
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December 30, 2017
The Man From Mars Season Two - Episodes 16 Through 30
Season TwoofThe Man From Mars.
Episode Sixteen
Episode Seventeen
Episode Eighteen
Episode Nineteen
Episode Twenty
Episode Twenty One
Episode Twenty-Two
Episode Twenty Three
Episode Twenty Four
Episode Twenty Five
Episode Twenty Six
Episode Twenty Seven
Episode Twenty Eight
Episode Twenty Nine
Episode Thirty
This is,Me Saying Thank You,For MakingThe Man From MarsOne Of The Most Read Stories I Have Written,Jim Hauenstein,
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“The planet’s famous red color is from iron oxide coating everything. So it’s not just a desert. It’s a desert so old it’s literally rusting.”
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Episode Sixteen
Episode Seventeen
Episode Eighteen
Episode Nineteen
Episode Twenty
Episode Twenty One
Episode Twenty-Two
Episode Twenty Three
Episode Twenty Four
Episode Twenty Five
Episode Twenty Six
Episode Twenty Seven
Episode Twenty Eight
Episode Twenty Nine
Episode Thirty
This is,Me Saying Thank You,For MakingThe Man From MarsOne Of The Most Read Stories I Have Written,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“The planet’s famous red color is from iron oxide coating everything. So it’s not just a desert. It’s a desert so old it’s literally rusting.”
- Andy Weir, -
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December 29, 2017
Today Is The Day
This is,My BirthdayAnd I Am Taking The Day OffJim Hauenstein,
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“Thank you for existing.”
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December 28, 2017
How Absurd? - Continued
"Professor Deus?" Cried out a colleague of his. "Can I ask you a few questions about your Universe you have created?"
Professor Deus eyes his fellow Professor and politely says, "I have created multidimensional universes."
"Oh, I am sorry. I thought you created only one Universe." Says Leana. A Professor, in the field, of creating energy. "A colleague of ours, now that I think of it, might have mentioned this to me, but I can't be sure."
"Well, whom ever you have spoken to, is only telling you what the rumor mill has generated." Deus said with disdain. "I have not given one lecture on the subject to date."
"I am sorry professor. I meant no disrespect." Said a convincing Leana. "I am really curious why you decided to form a world where the enlighten inhabitants worship you?"
"I didn't set out to do so." Replied Professor Deus. Convinced that his colleague was really interested in his work. "I tried different indigenous lifeforms, to create a self aware populace on this planet. But, every creature I used, had such a ingrained instinct for self preservation, that they would easily give up offspring and their mates to predators. Or, they would eat them themselves. When I came upon mammals, and a particular group I like to refer to as Mankind, as it turns out, they showed the most potential as creatures, in creating a thriving developing civilization. Yet, they too gave up their kind to outside forces for self preservation. They never tried to protect each other as a group. As a community. I had to come up with a solution were the preservation of the whole, along with their mates and offspring, became more important to them then self preservation."
"So, you came up with the idea of this Mankind worshiping you?" Asked a slightly confused Leana.
"Not exactly." Says Deus. "Actually, I am not sure how they came to know I was the one manipulating things. What I wanted was, were giving up ones life, for the greater good, was more important then self preservation."
"I still don't see the connection?" Says a a slightly more confused Leana.
"What if these lifeforms called Mankind, believed there was an afterlife if they died?" A smiling Deus says. "What if, they believed, that they could come here, into Heaven, and live a new life as an Angel? They would think, that their lives, would continue after their death on the planet!"
Deus pauses for a second, then says, "I call it Religion."
"Ingenious." Replies a grinning Leana. "I heard they are thriving and waging war over who is right about which of these Religions is the correct one."
"Yes indeed." Is all Deus says.
"How absurd." Replies Leana.
This is,A Continuation Of My Original Story Called
How Absurd? Jim Hauenstein,
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"The moment of enlightenment. That is the moment that you become for the first time an unconditioned, sane, really free human being."
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Professor Deus eyes his fellow Professor and politely says, "I have created multidimensional universes."
"Oh, I am sorry. I thought you created only one Universe." Says Leana. A Professor, in the field, of creating energy. "A colleague of ours, now that I think of it, might have mentioned this to me, but I can't be sure."
"Well, whom ever you have spoken to, is only telling you what the rumor mill has generated." Deus said with disdain. "I have not given one lecture on the subject to date."
"I am sorry professor. I meant no disrespect." Said a convincing Leana. "I am really curious why you decided to form a world where the enlighten inhabitants worship you?"
"I didn't set out to do so." Replied Professor Deus. Convinced that his colleague was really interested in his work. "I tried different indigenous lifeforms, to create a self aware populace on this planet. But, every creature I used, had such a ingrained instinct for self preservation, that they would easily give up offspring and their mates to predators. Or, they would eat them themselves. When I came upon mammals, and a particular group I like to refer to as Mankind, as it turns out, they showed the most potential as creatures, in creating a thriving developing civilization. Yet, they too gave up their kind to outside forces for self preservation. They never tried to protect each other as a group. As a community. I had to come up with a solution were the preservation of the whole, along with their mates and offspring, became more important to them then self preservation."
"So, you came up with the idea of this Mankind worshiping you?" Asked a slightly confused Leana.
"Not exactly." Says Deus. "Actually, I am not sure how they came to know I was the one manipulating things. What I wanted was, were giving up ones life, for the greater good, was more important then self preservation."
"I still don't see the connection?" Says a a slightly more confused Leana.
"What if these lifeforms called Mankind, believed there was an afterlife if they died?" A smiling Deus says. "What if, they believed, that they could come here, into Heaven, and live a new life as an Angel? They would think, that their lives, would continue after their death on the planet!"
Deus pauses for a second, then says, "I call it Religion."
"Ingenious." Replies a grinning Leana. "I heard they are thriving and waging war over who is right about which of these Religions is the correct one."
"Yes indeed." Is all Deus says.
"How absurd." Replies Leana.
This is,A Continuation Of My Original Story CalledHow Absurd? Jim Hauenstein,
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"The moment of enlightenment. That is the moment that you become for the first time an unconditioned, sane, really free human being."
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