James Hauenstein's Blog, page 92
August 15, 2017
gofundme Midnight Mind
Calling all readers.I know you all like to watch movies,check out the latest greatest web series,and help outWhen & Where-Everyou can.Well,I have an opportunity for you to do all three of these.First,we start out by helping someone.His name isDrewye Westand he is fromLebanon, Kentucky.He is a frequent reader of thisBlogand he likes to watch all of my music videos on myYouTube Channel,Twobuckhowie.He has just opened up his firstgofundmepage. He is starting aWeb-SeriescalledMidnight Mind!
This is a great chance to get on the ground floor with someone,I feel,will do great things in the future.Why is he starting agofundmepage?Here,he will explain it all in his own words."For a year or so I have been trying to get the ball rolling on a web series I've written temporarily titled "Midnight Mind". After multiple failed attempts to get started (due to lack of actors, money, equipment, etc,) I have finally decided to turn to crowd funding for help."- Drewye West -
This is,I Truly Believe Good Things Will Happen to You If You HelpDrewyeWith This Project,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Crowdfunding is the new black.”
- Rowena Wiseman -
That is my story and I am donating as we speak!
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This is a great chance to get on the ground floor with someone,I feel,will do great things in the future.Why is he starting agofundmepage?Here,he will explain it all in his own words."For a year or so I have been trying to get the ball rolling on a web series I've written temporarily titled "Midnight Mind". After multiple failed attempts to get started (due to lack of actors, money, equipment, etc,) I have finally decided to turn to crowd funding for help."- Drewye West -This is,I Truly Believe Good Things Will Happen to You If You HelpDrewyeWith This Project,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Crowdfunding is the new black.”
- Rowena Wiseman -
That is my story and I am donating as we speak!
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August 14, 2017
Enjoying A Child's Mind On Transformers The Second Time Around
This true to life story was written on
October 18th, 2014.
I love the innocence
and wonder children have of the World.
What age do we lose those qualities
and become robots to routine?
****
Two nights ago our electricity went out,
twice during the night,
but it quickly came back on both times.I saw on the news that a transformer in our downtown area had blown
and the
Electric Company
rerouted power from another direction.
My five year old
Grandson
asked me what had happened
and I said,
"A transformer blew and killed all our lights."
He then asked,
"With no lights, will the Transformer step on us?"
Get it?
The movie
Transformers!He honestly looked scared until I explained things further.
This is
Papa James Grandpa Hauenstein,
And,
“Freedom is the right of all sentient beings”
- Optimus Prime -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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October 18th, 2014.
I love the innocence
and wonder children have of the World.
What age do we lose those qualities
and become robots to routine?
****
Two nights ago our electricity went out,
twice during the night,
but it quickly came back on both times.I saw on the news that a transformer in our downtown area had blown
and the
Electric Company
rerouted power from another direction.
My five year old
Grandson
asked me what had happened
and I said,
"A transformer blew and killed all our lights."
He then asked,
"With no lights, will the Transformer step on us?"
Get it?
The movie
Transformers!He honestly looked scared until I explained things further.
This is
Papa James Grandpa Hauenstein,
And,
“Freedom is the right of all sentient beings”
- Optimus Prime -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 11, 2017
Catching Up On My Comments
I am always amazed by how many people look back at some of my oldPostsandCommenton them.One of the most popularPostsI have written is calledOppai Cell Phone Cover.ThePostdiscusses two items being sold inJapanback in 2016.TheOppai Coverand theNoiseless Karaoke Mute Mic.Both hot items in theAsianmarket.A newCommentatorchimed in last week on thisPostsaying,kimlay August 5, 2017 at 9:47 AM nice article great post comment information thanks for sharing ทองดีฟันขาว Kimlay is a newBloggerso I hope to see good things coming from her real soon.Theทองดีฟันขาว actually brings you to aLinkcalledReview Thai Movies.And the first movie being reviewed is calledDriver.It must be good ifKimlayrecommends it!In honor ofKimlay Commentingon one of myPosts,here are three jokes fromThailand.
Q: อะไรเอ่ย เวลาเรายืนมันห้อย เวลาเราเดินมันแกว่ง?
What is it? When you stand it hangs; when you walk it swings?
A: แขน
Your arm.This is a major theme among the type of joke known as อะไรเอ่ย--jokes with intentional innuendo but an innocuous punchline. The อะไรเอ่ย style joke is as well known in Thai as the "knock-knock joke" in English. And we have plenty of these อะไรเอ่ย-style jokes in English, usually with the structure "What ...", as in, "What's black and white and re(a)d all over?" (A newspaper, a sunburned penguin, etc.) We just don't have a category name for them like we do for knock-knock jokes. And English also has plenty with innuendo, too (but good taste restrains me from retelling them here).
Q: ยายพายเรือไปทำบุญที่วัด ปรากฏว่าเรือรั่วและกำลังจะจม ยายต้องเสียสละทิ้งของ สองอย่างระหว่างปิ่นโตกับดอกไม้ ถามว่ายายจะเสียอะไรจึงจะไปถึงวัด แน่ๆ?
An old woman rows a boat to the temple to make merit. The boat has a leak and is about to capsize. The old woman has to decide between two things to throw overboard: a lunchbox* or a flower. What will the old woman sacrifice to make sure she gets to the temple?
A: เสียชีวิตสิ ถึงวัดแน่นอน
Her life. She'll get to the temple for sure!
The translation here works okay, although to sacrifice your life has a different connotation in English. Thai on the other hand has the common euphemism for die เสียชีวิต, to lose your life. The Thai word for sacrifice is เสียสละ, hence the joke.
Q: พระใช้อะไรตีระฆัง?
What does a monk use to ring the temple bell?
A: ใช้เณร
A novice.
This is a play on ใช้, which means to use, but also to have someone do something for you (it doesn't carry the same inherently negative connotation as English, like, "you used me.") To say ผมใช้เขาไปซื้อของที่ตลาด is to say, roughly, "I sent him to buy things (for me) at the market." So in this case, what does a monk use to ring the temple bell? A novice--one of the young boy monks at the monastery. It's all about delegation.
This is,Looks Like A Great Place To Take A Vacation,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Having never taken a decent holiday before, I decided on a trip to Thailand, booked a flight and flew out the following week. Mate, I loved it. The friendly people, the food, and the view!”
- Simon Palmer -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Q: อะไรเอ่ย เวลาเรายืนมันห้อย เวลาเราเดินมันแกว่ง?
What is it? When you stand it hangs; when you walk it swings?
A: แขน
Your arm.This is a major theme among the type of joke known as อะไรเอ่ย--jokes with intentional innuendo but an innocuous punchline. The อะไรเอ่ย style joke is as well known in Thai as the "knock-knock joke" in English. And we have plenty of these อะไรเอ่ย-style jokes in English, usually with the structure "What ...", as in, "What's black and white and re(a)d all over?" (A newspaper, a sunburned penguin, etc.) We just don't have a category name for them like we do for knock-knock jokes. And English also has plenty with innuendo, too (but good taste restrains me from retelling them here).
Q: ยายพายเรือไปทำบุญที่วัด ปรากฏว่าเรือรั่วและกำลังจะจม ยายต้องเสียสละทิ้งของ สองอย่างระหว่างปิ่นโตกับดอกไม้ ถามว่ายายจะเสียอะไรจึงจะไปถึงวัด แน่ๆ?
An old woman rows a boat to the temple to make merit. The boat has a leak and is about to capsize. The old woman has to decide between two things to throw overboard: a lunchbox* or a flower. What will the old woman sacrifice to make sure she gets to the temple?
A: เสียชีวิตสิ ถึงวัดแน่นอน
Her life. She'll get to the temple for sure!
The translation here works okay, although to sacrifice your life has a different connotation in English. Thai on the other hand has the common euphemism for die เสียชีวิต, to lose your life. The Thai word for sacrifice is เสียสละ, hence the joke.
Q: พระใช้อะไรตีระฆัง?
What does a monk use to ring the temple bell?
A: ใช้เณร
A novice.
This is a play on ใช้, which means to use, but also to have someone do something for you (it doesn't carry the same inherently negative connotation as English, like, "you used me.") To say ผมใช้เขาไปซื้อของที่ตลาด is to say, roughly, "I sent him to buy things (for me) at the market." So in this case, what does a monk use to ring the temple bell? A novice--one of the young boy monks at the monastery. It's all about delegation.
This is,Looks Like A Great Place To Take A Vacation,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Having never taken a decent holiday before, I decided on a trip to Thailand, booked a flight and flew out the following week. Mate, I loved it. The friendly people, the food, and the view!”
- Simon Palmer -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 10, 2017
The Man From Mars - Episode Twenty Five
The Scientific Compound, where Chief of Security Officer Vice President Ponleak set up shop for his Space Program, had buildings which looked other-worldly on Atlantis compared to the rest of the planet.
His buildings had the look of early Roman texture. Masonry of cut stone blocks, formed to create beautiful efficient structures, instead of the Mars clay plastered, layer upon layer, to form an architecture of molded design.
The use of steel was quite prevalent too. A metal structure was holding up, what looked liked an old United States Saturn 5 Capsule, but without the huge rocket to carry it, looked like it was already prepped for launch.
It was shaped like the old Saturn 5 by looking like a cone with a slightly curved bottom to absorb any of the heat caused by hitting air molecules when entering into a planets atmosphere.
Unlike the the Earth's cone shaped crafts of the early 1960s, which barely fight two astronauts, the Atlantean craft could fit a small colony. Maybe thirty to thirty five passengers. With enough room for food and provisions to colonize a new planet. I knew by looking at it, given this was a reverie from Ponleak past, that the technology used for space flight for this Atlantean space ship was based on magnetism.
And I knew, from the knowledge that both I and Ponleak now shared through his dreams, that magnetic forces throughout our solar system. All of our planets, in our Sun's system, have magnetic fields at this time. A time before Mars and Venus lost theirs to the solar winds, or other forces I am not yet privy to.
Jupiter, of course has the strongest field amongst the planets, but not known until recently to scientist on the planet Earth, the Sun's magnetic field reaches to the edge of our solar system. And unlike what you were taught in school, the solar system does not end with the planets, it extends even further, beyond the Kuiper belt. A region in the outer reaches of our solar system, full of disc-shaped icy bodies and dusty comets beyond the orbit of Neptune. The Sun's magnetic field protects even these unbelievable far off celestial bodies from galactic cosmic radiation. The heliosphere, as mankind has named it, is the magnetic lines in which the Ponleak spacecraft travels.
I walk onto my compound, with security guards saluting me every where I go. Security Officer Bopha runs up to me and briefs me on the situation at the building for scientific study, while we walk towards it.
As soon as we are in sight of the building, one of the hostages is thrown from a fourth floor balcony, and falls to his death. Screams of horrific shock and anger can be heard from the men and women scientist looking on, and from the security guards standing near the fallen victim.
It seems, hostage taking is something quite new here on Atlantis. The shock of someone actually killing someone else, who is bound by ties and completely defenseless, is appalling to the spectators.
From the balcony, one Atlantean stands forward, dressed in the uniform of the Board Member's Security Team.
"Ponleak. You can see we mean business." Says the lone Guard. "We will kill one hostage every Atlantean hour if our demands are not met."
I spoke in a calm and judicial manner, when I said, "What will you bargain with once you have killed all of the hostages then?"
He was stunned by my question. Something he and the group he represented, were not expecting.
He stood there, confused.
So I spoke up again.
"I have a different offer. I will let you and your men live if you release the rest of hostages unharmed."
He retreated behind the rail of the balcony without saying a word. I assume to speak to his compatriots.
Everyone on the ground watching could hear as a heated argument pursued from the fourth floor balcony.
The lone Guard was losing his command.
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Wondering How The Hostage Situation Will Work Out,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There is a flower that grows on Mars. It is red and harsh and fit for our soil. It is called haemanthus. It means “blood blossom.”
- Pierce Brown, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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His buildings had the look of early Roman texture. Masonry of cut stone blocks, formed to create beautiful efficient structures, instead of the Mars clay plastered, layer upon layer, to form an architecture of molded design.
The use of steel was quite prevalent too. A metal structure was holding up, what looked liked an old United States Saturn 5 Capsule, but without the huge rocket to carry it, looked like it was already prepped for launch.It was shaped like the old Saturn 5 by looking like a cone with a slightly curved bottom to absorb any of the heat caused by hitting air molecules when entering into a planets atmosphere.
Unlike the the Earth's cone shaped crafts of the early 1960s, which barely fight two astronauts, the Atlantean craft could fit a small colony. Maybe thirty to thirty five passengers. With enough room for food and provisions to colonize a new planet. I knew by looking at it, given this was a reverie from Ponleak past, that the technology used for space flight for this Atlantean space ship was based on magnetism.
And I knew, from the knowledge that both I and Ponleak now shared through his dreams, that magnetic forces throughout our solar system. All of our planets, in our Sun's system, have magnetic fields at this time. A time before Mars and Venus lost theirs to the solar winds, or other forces I am not yet privy to.
Jupiter, of course has the strongest field amongst the planets, but not known until recently to scientist on the planet Earth, the Sun's magnetic field reaches to the edge of our solar system. And unlike what you were taught in school, the solar system does not end with the planets, it extends even further, beyond the Kuiper belt. A region in the outer reaches of our solar system, full of disc-shaped icy bodies and dusty comets beyond the orbit of Neptune. The Sun's magnetic field protects even these unbelievable far off celestial bodies from galactic cosmic radiation. The heliosphere, as mankind has named it, is the magnetic lines in which the Ponleak spacecraft travels.
I walk onto my compound, with security guards saluting me every where I go. Security Officer Bopha runs up to me and briefs me on the situation at the building for scientific study, while we walk towards it.
As soon as we are in sight of the building, one of the hostages is thrown from a fourth floor balcony, and falls to his death. Screams of horrific shock and anger can be heard from the men and women scientist looking on, and from the security guards standing near the fallen victim.
It seems, hostage taking is something quite new here on Atlantis. The shock of someone actually killing someone else, who is bound by ties and completely defenseless, is appalling to the spectators.
From the balcony, one Atlantean stands forward, dressed in the uniform of the Board Member's Security Team.
"Ponleak. You can see we mean business." Says the lone Guard. "We will kill one hostage every Atlantean hour if our demands are not met."
I spoke in a calm and judicial manner, when I said, "What will you bargain with once you have killed all of the hostages then?"
He was stunned by my question. Something he and the group he represented, were not expecting.
He stood there, confused.
So I spoke up again.
"I have a different offer. I will let you and your men live if you release the rest of hostages unharmed."
He retreated behind the rail of the balcony without saying a word. I assume to speak to his compatriots.
Everyone on the ground watching could hear as a heated argument pursued from the fourth floor balcony.
The lone Guard was losing his command.
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Wondering How The Hostage Situation Will Work Out,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There is a flower that grows on Mars. It is red and harsh and fit for our soil. It is called haemanthus. It means “blood blossom.”
- Pierce Brown, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 9, 2017
Beetle Spies - The Re-Post
This is a reprint of an
April 26th, 2014
Post
I wrote,
about the
NSA
spying on its own citizens.
*****
I was wondering why this beetle kept flying around my head all day.The beetle had a
World War Two Flying Ace
type of helmet on.Wires ran out of his head into a little black box on its back.I believe I saw a little camera on the underbelly of the insect.One time the bug flew so close to my face,
that I'm sure I saw an
American Flag
stamped on it's butt!NSA,
stop spying on me!I'm a
Red Blooded American.I vote.I pay taxes.I do jury duty even though I don't like it.I know who the
President
is.I know who the
Governor
in
California.I know how the
Electoral College
works.You are systematically working to take away our Civil Rights.I know this too.All in the name of fighting
Terrorists.Well,
there ain't no
Terrorists
here,
living in my home.I love this country,
even when it is trending down the wrong track.Like when a
Government
spies on its own citizens.Democracy
is based on the individual having his
or her own voice on what they believe in.Then,
if the majority has the same consensuses,
that is the direction the
Country
should go in.Now you guys,
a minority,
feel that you know what is best for everyone else in this Country,
the majority.You are destroying the
Democratic System
that made the
United States
the land of the free!Why everyone is trying to migrate to this
Country
in the first place.Wake up
and smell the espionage!You are no longer the
Good Guys.You're making this
Government
into another
Communist,
Fascist,
Nazi,
Dictatorship,
Totalitarian,
Marxist,
North Korean,
based system that can only end in disaster.Don't get me wrong.
The
Revolution
will fail
and you guys will win in the end.You've got all the good guns!
But,
maybe it will lead us back into the direction of
The Land Of The Free!
This is,
Telling You The Military Does Have Insect Spies,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“A murderer is less loathsome to us than a spy. The murderer may have acted on a sudden mad impulse; he may be penitent and amend; but a spy is always a spy, night and day, in bed, at table, as he walks abroad; his vileness pervades every moment of his life”
- Honoré de Balzac -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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April 26th, 2014
Post
I wrote,
about the
NSA
spying on its own citizens.
*****
I was wondering why this beetle kept flying around my head all day.The beetle had a
World War Two Flying Ace
type of helmet on.Wires ran out of his head into a little black box on its back.I believe I saw a little camera on the underbelly of the insect.One time the bug flew so close to my face,
that I'm sure I saw an
American Flag
stamped on it's butt!NSA,
stop spying on me!I'm a
Red Blooded American.I vote.I pay taxes.I do jury duty even though I don't like it.I know who the
President
is.I know who the
Governor
in
California.I know how the
Electoral College
works.You are systematically working to take away our Civil Rights.I know this too.All in the name of fighting
Terrorists.Well,
there ain't no
Terrorists
here,
living in my home.I love this country,
even when it is trending down the wrong track.Like when a
Government
spies on its own citizens.Democracy
is based on the individual having his
or her own voice on what they believe in.Then,
if the majority has the same consensuses,
that is the direction the
Country
should go in.Now you guys,
a minority,
feel that you know what is best for everyone else in this Country,
the majority.You are destroying the
Democratic System
that made the
United States
the land of the free!Why everyone is trying to migrate to this
Country
in the first place.Wake up
and smell the espionage!You are no longer the
Good Guys.You're making this
Government
into another
Communist,
Fascist,
Nazi,
Dictatorship,
Totalitarian,
Marxist,
North Korean,
based system that can only end in disaster.Don't get me wrong.
The
Revolution
will fail
and you guys will win in the end.You've got all the good guns!
But,
maybe it will lead us back into the direction of
The Land Of The Free!
This is,
Telling You The Military Does Have Insect Spies,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,“A murderer is less loathsome to us than a spy. The murderer may have acted on a sudden mad impulse; he may be penitent and amend; but a spy is always a spy, night and day, in bed, at table, as he walks abroad; his vileness pervades every moment of his life”
- Honoré de Balzac -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 6, 2017
What Can I Say? Re-Posted & Updated
It isSunday,the day of rest.So I amRe-PostingaPostfromDecember 1st, 2013. A true story about my life.
*****I didn't take that fork in the road,
which would have taken me,
heading down the path of
Fame And Riches.
Before I go any further,
let me just say,
I am very happy with the life I have had,
and am still having!
Knock on wood.
I have
Seven Wonderful Children,
Thirteen Beautiful Grandchildren,
and
One Great Grandson.That,
in itself,
is all the riches I'll ever need!
Because,
for a long part of my life,
not even my
Parents
thought that I would
have a
Family.
What I'm trying to say here is,
we all come to those
"Forks in the Road"
during our lives,
and the decisions we make at those intersections,
is never a wrong one.
Regret is the evil speed bump in our roads.
It eats away at any happiness you might have,
if you don't let yourself be content,
with what you have
or where you are in life.
In my life,
I believe,
I had at least three good opportunities,
to get involved,
at some level,
in the
Music Industry.
I'm not foolish enough to think that I could have become a
Rock Star,
or anything like that.
I mean I could have made a living at it.
My first opportunity?
Like most
Musicians
starting out,
I was involved in a local band which would perform on any occasion,
for any price,
around the town we grew up in.
In my opinion,
the four best
Musicians
in our area were playing at a local venue,
so I decided to go see them perform.
The lead singer of the band didn't show up,
so after thirty minutes,
when they were supposed to open,
they asked me if I would sit in
and sing for them.
My choices came down to this.
If I would have sung for that band
and done well,
my local reputation would have grown.
I would have had better opportunities to play with the best local talent.
If I had failed miserably,
I thought at the time,
that I could have never lived through the humiliation.
So I didn't do it.
If I had,
I probably would have learned so much more about music,
so much quicker,
that I could have played
Professionally
a lot sooner.
Second chance.
I was asked to become a roadie for the band
Cheap Trick
by their road crew manager.This time around,
I had a full time job,
a steady girlfriend,
and was in a popular local band called
Politixs.
We had a demo being played on the local college radio,
so I felt pretty good about things.
So I chose the safe
and secure way.
I stayed put.
I kept the routine I knew best
and didn't take the roadie job.
The problem was,
nothing ever stays the same in life.
Things are always changing.
It wasn't long afterwards that my girlfriend left me,
the company I worked for laid me off,
the band
Politixs
broke up,
and I totaled my
Cadillac Eldorado Convertible.
All in a two week period.
Third.
The last band I was in,
"Two Buck Howie with the Exact Change,"
decided to cut a professional demo cassette recording before I moved to
California.
I know it's hard to understand what a cassette is,
but
Compact Disks
hadn't even come out yet.
A local
Talent Agent
asked if we were interested in signing with his agency.He heard a little bit of the demo
and knew me from my days in the band
Politixs.
My problem was,
I already had plans to move to
California.
I took the
Master Recordings
and never told the other guys about the
Agent.
Then I left it all behind
and moved to
Sunny Southern California.
And I would do it all over again,
the same way,
because of
Henrico,
Monchito,
Beverly,
Danielle,
Jamie,
Maryallan,
and
James Jr.Thank you kids.I love you all,
and all of your children,
and my
Great Grandson
too!
This is,
Having No Regrets,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I've seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
-Benedict Cumberbatch -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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*****I didn't take that fork in the road,
which would have taken me,
heading down the path of
Fame And Riches.
Before I go any further,
let me just say,
I am very happy with the life I have had,
and am still having!
Knock on wood.
I have
Seven Wonderful Children,
Thirteen Beautiful Grandchildren,
and
One Great Grandson.That,
in itself,
is all the riches I'll ever need!
Because,
for a long part of my life,
not even my
Parents
thought that I would
have a
Family.
What I'm trying to say here is,
we all come to those
"Forks in the Road"
during our lives,
and the decisions we make at those intersections,
is never a wrong one.
Regret is the evil speed bump in our roads.
It eats away at any happiness you might have,
if you don't let yourself be content,
with what you have
or where you are in life.
In my life,
I believe,
I had at least three good opportunities,
to get involved,
at some level,
in the
Music Industry.
I'm not foolish enough to think that I could have become a
Rock Star,
or anything like that.
I mean I could have made a living at it.
My first opportunity?
Like most
Musicians
starting out,
I was involved in a local band which would perform on any occasion,
for any price,
around the town we grew up in.
In my opinion,
the four best
Musicians
in our area were playing at a local venue,
so I decided to go see them perform.
The lead singer of the band didn't show up,
so after thirty minutes,
when they were supposed to open,
they asked me if I would sit in
and sing for them.
My choices came down to this.
If I would have sung for that band
and done well,
my local reputation would have grown.
I would have had better opportunities to play with the best local talent.
If I had failed miserably,
I thought at the time,
that I could have never lived through the humiliation.
So I didn't do it.
If I had,
I probably would have learned so much more about music,
so much quicker,
that I could have played
Professionally
a lot sooner.
Second chance.
I was asked to become a roadie for the band
Cheap Trick
by their road crew manager.This time around,
I had a full time job,
a steady girlfriend,
and was in a popular local band called
Politixs.
We had a demo being played on the local college radio,
so I felt pretty good about things.
So I chose the safe
and secure way.
I stayed put.
I kept the routine I knew best
and didn't take the roadie job.
The problem was,
nothing ever stays the same in life.
Things are always changing.
It wasn't long afterwards that my girlfriend left me,
the company I worked for laid me off,
the band
Politixs
broke up,
and I totaled my
Cadillac Eldorado Convertible.
All in a two week period.
Third.
The last band I was in,
"Two Buck Howie with the Exact Change,"
decided to cut a professional demo cassette recording before I moved to
California.
I know it's hard to understand what a cassette is,
but
Compact Disks
hadn't even come out yet.
A local
Talent Agent
asked if we were interested in signing with his agency.He heard a little bit of the demo
and knew me from my days in the band
Politixs.
My problem was,
I already had plans to move to
California.
I took the
Master Recordings
and never told the other guys about the
Agent.
Then I left it all behind
and moved to
Sunny Southern California.
And I would do it all over again,
the same way,
because of
Henrico,
Monchito,
Beverly,
Danielle,
Jamie,
Maryallan,
and
James Jr.Thank you kids.I love you all,
and all of your children,
and my
Great Grandson
too!
This is,
Having No Regrets,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I've seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
-Benedict Cumberbatch -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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What Can I Say? Re-Post
It isSunday,the day of rest.So I amRe-PostingaPostfromDecember 1st, 2013. A true story about my life.
*****I didn't take that fork in the road,
which would have taken me,
heading down the path of
Fame And Riches.
Before I go any further,
let me just say,
I am very happy with the life I have had,
and am still having!
Knock on wood.
I have
Seven Wonderful Children,
Thirteen Beautiful Grandchildren,
and
One Great Grand-daughter.That,
in itself,
is all the riches I'll ever need!
Because,
for a long part of my life,
not even my
Parents
thought that I would
have a
Family.
What I'm trying to say here is,
we all come to those
"Forks in the Road"
during our lives,
and the decisions we make at those intersections,
is never a wrong one.
Regret is the evil speed bump in our roads.
It eats away at any happiness you might have,
if you don't let yourself be content,
with what you have
or where you are in life.
In my life,
I believe,
I had at least three good opportunities,
to get involved,
at some level,
in the
Music Industry.
I'm not foolish enough to think that I could have become a
Rock Star,
or anything like that.
I mean I could have made a living at it.
My first opportunity?
Like most
Musicians
starting out,
I was involved in a local band which would perform on any occasion,
for any price,
around the town we grew up in.
In my opinion,
the four best
Musicians
in our area were playing at a local venue,
so I decided to go see them perform.
The lead singer of the band didn't show up,
so after thirty minutes,
when they were supposed to open,
they asked me if I would sit in
and sing for them.
My choices came down to this.
If I would have sung for that band
and done well,
my local reputation would have grown.
I would have had better opportunities to play with the best local talent.
If I had failed miserably,
I thought at the time,
that I could have never lived through the humiliation.
So I didn't do it.
If I had,
I probably would have learned so much more about music,
so much quicker,
that I could have played
Professionally
a lot sooner.
Second chance.
I was asked to become a roadie for the band
Cheap Trick
by their road crew manager.This time around,
I had a full time job,
a steady girlfriend,
and was in a popular local band called
Politixs.
We had a demo being played on the local college radio,
so I felt pretty good about things.
So I chose the safe
and secure way.
I stayed put.
I kept the routine I knew best
and didn't take the roadie job.
The problem was,
nothing ever stays the same in life.
Things are always changing.
It wasn't long afterwards that my girlfriend left me,
the company I worked for laid me off,
the band
Politixs
broke up,
and I totaled my
Cadillac Eldorado Convertible.
All in a two week period.
Third.
The last band I was in,
"Two Buck Howie with the Exact Change,"
decided to cut a professional demo cassette recording before I moved to
California.
I know it's hard to understand what a cassette is,
but
Compact Disks
hadn't even come out yet.
A local
Talent Agent
asked if we were interested in signing with his agency.He heard a little bit of the demo
and knew me from my days in the band
Politixs.
My problem was,
I already had plans to move to
California.
I took the
Master Recordings
and never told the other guys about the
Agent.
Then I left it all behind
and moved to
Sunny Southern California.
And I would do it all over again,
the same way,
because of
Henrico,
Monchito,
Beverly,
Danielle,
Jamie,
Maryallan,
and
James Jr.Thank you kids.I love you all,
and all of your children,
and my
Great Grand-daughter
too!
This is,
Having No Regrets,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I've seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
-Benedict Cumberbatch -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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*****I didn't take that fork in the road,
which would have taken me,
heading down the path of
Fame And Riches.
Before I go any further,
let me just say,
I am very happy with the life I have had,
and am still having!
Knock on wood.
I have
Seven Wonderful Children,
Thirteen Beautiful Grandchildren,
and
One Great Grand-daughter.That,
in itself,
is all the riches I'll ever need!
Because,
for a long part of my life,
not even my
Parents
thought that I would
have a
Family.
What I'm trying to say here is,
we all come to those
"Forks in the Road"
during our lives,
and the decisions we make at those intersections,
is never a wrong one.
Regret is the evil speed bump in our roads.
It eats away at any happiness you might have,
if you don't let yourself be content,
with what you have
or where you are in life.
In my life,
I believe,
I had at least three good opportunities,
to get involved,
at some level,
in the
Music Industry.
I'm not foolish enough to think that I could have become a
Rock Star,
or anything like that.
I mean I could have made a living at it.
My first opportunity?
Like most
Musicians
starting out,
I was involved in a local band which would perform on any occasion,
for any price,
around the town we grew up in.
In my opinion,
the four best
Musicians
in our area were playing at a local venue,
so I decided to go see them perform.
The lead singer of the band didn't show up,
so after thirty minutes,
when they were supposed to open,
they asked me if I would sit in
and sing for them.
My choices came down to this.
If I would have sung for that band
and done well,
my local reputation would have grown.
I would have had better opportunities to play with the best local talent.
If I had failed miserably,
I thought at the time,
that I could have never lived through the humiliation.
So I didn't do it.
If I had,
I probably would have learned so much more about music,
so much quicker,
that I could have played
Professionally
a lot sooner.
Second chance.
I was asked to become a roadie for the band
Cheap Trick
by their road crew manager.This time around,
I had a full time job,
a steady girlfriend,
and was in a popular local band called
Politixs.
We had a demo being played on the local college radio,
so I felt pretty good about things.
So I chose the safe
and secure way.
I stayed put.
I kept the routine I knew best
and didn't take the roadie job.
The problem was,
nothing ever stays the same in life.
Things are always changing.
It wasn't long afterwards that my girlfriend left me,
the company I worked for laid me off,
the band
Politixs
broke up,
and I totaled my
Cadillac Eldorado Convertible.
All in a two week period.
Third.
The last band I was in,
"Two Buck Howie with the Exact Change,"
decided to cut a professional demo cassette recording before I moved to
California.
I know it's hard to understand what a cassette is,
but
Compact Disks
hadn't even come out yet.
A local
Talent Agent
asked if we were interested in signing with his agency.He heard a little bit of the demo
and knew me from my days in the band
Politixs.
My problem was,
I already had plans to move to
California.
I took the
Master Recordings
and never told the other guys about the
Agent.
Then I left it all behind
and moved to
Sunny Southern California.
And I would do it all over again,
the same way,
because of
Henrico,
Monchito,
Beverly,
Danielle,
Jamie,
Maryallan,
and
James Jr.Thank you kids.I love you all,
and all of your children,
and my
Great Grand-daughter
too!
This is,
Having No Regrets,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I've seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
-Benedict Cumberbatch -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 5, 2017
Saturday Science Day
August 21st, 2017.The date of theTotal Eclipsewhich goes across theUnited States.This is the first total eclipse of theSunvisible from the contiguousUnited States(excluding Alaska and Hawaii) sinceFebruary 26, 1979.The last time a total eclipse was visible from Coast To Coastwas onJune 8, 1918. 
Go to your nearestTelescope Store,Hobby Store,or any store selling protective eye ware for the eclipse,and buy yours now.You don't want to wait until the last minuteand miss out!If you don't want to stand outside to watch the eclipse live,theScience Channelwill be broadcasting the event onAugust 21st,starting at noonPacific Time.So don't miss out on this one,because it is one of those,Once In A Lifetime Events!
This is,Already Bought My Protective Gear Today,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The good thing about science is that it's true whether or not you believe in it.”
-Neil deGrasse Tyson -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Go to your nearestTelescope Store,Hobby Store,or any store selling protective eye ware for the eclipse,and buy yours now.You don't want to wait until the last minuteand miss out!If you don't want to stand outside to watch the eclipse live,theScience Channelwill be broadcasting the event onAugust 21st,starting at noonPacific Time.So don't miss out on this one,because it is one of those,Once In A Lifetime Events!This is,Already Bought My Protective Gear Today,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The good thing about science is that it's true whether or not you believe in it.”
-Neil deGrasse Tyson -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 4, 2017
Today We Get Our Groove On!
It isFriday,here,in my part of theWorld.A day in which we like to get our groove on.That was not always the case in my life.You see,I grew up with anIrish Catholic Mother.And she wanted me to become aPriest.I went to aCatholic Grade Schooluntil8th Grade.I went toChurch,as anAlter Boysix days a weekand onSaturdays,I went toCatechism.InHigh School,because of my beautifulHigh School Sweetheart,I discoveredSex!After that,can you imagine the double slap in the face I would receive if I had become aPriest?First,I would have had to give up sex,and second,I would have had to listen to everyone else talk about theirs in theConfessional Booth![image error]
Raising seven children,I was often asked if I had a favorite child.I would answer,Of course I did!It was the cutest little girl you ever did see.Blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest dimples. She lived right next door to us,because she was my neighbor's kid!
Why can't you hear aPterodactylgoing to theBathroom?Because thePis silent!
This is,Hoping I Started Your Weekend With A Good Laugh,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
-Paul Terry -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Raising seven children,I was often asked if I had a favorite child.I would answer,Of course I did!It was the cutest little girl you ever did see.Blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest dimples. She lived right next door to us,because she was my neighbor's kid!
Why can't you hear aPterodactylgoing to theBathroom?Because thePis silent!
This is,Hoping I Started Your Weekend With A Good Laugh,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
-Paul Terry -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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August 3, 2017
The Man From Mars - Episode Twenty Four
"And if I refuse?"
Words I will regret for the rest of my life.
I mean, words Ponleak, the Man from Mars will regret for all of his life.
It is beginning to be impossible to distinguish between what he felt during his days on Atlantis and how I feel inside, thinking it is I who has lived his life. The reverie of his past is so strong inside me, that I believe it was my past that I am reliving. It is coming to the point where I can't distinguish whose life I have lived and which is the dream. I know I must end this soon, or become lost between two existences. Lost inside Ponleak's memories and my own.
But I cannot stop dreaming now. I need answers. If nothing else, but to find out what Ponleak meant when he told me that he thought the amulet might have had something to do with destroying Atlantis.
The second, and I am using Earth's measurement of time, the second Chairman Vithu said, "I was hoping you would say that," Guards attacked from all sides, with their electric type cattle prods.
I understood the moment the attack became apparent in my dream, that Security Chief Ponleak was ill prepared.
These Guards were not the Security Forces under my command, I mean under the command of the Man from Mars, but were Special Forces assigned specifically to protect all of the Board Members from rioters or any other kind of outside threat.
Somehow, Chairman Vithu had corrupted these Guards. Turning them against their original oath of protecting all Board Members, and turning them into his own personal army.
And when they attacked, they just didn't come after me, they came after the Members who were shaking their heads in agreement with me. When I had made my speech about the apathy in the population of Atlantis. Hoping to change the mindset of the Chairman and most of the Board Members.
I could see these Board Members were helpless, being electrocuted where they stood or sat.
Not a sign of mercy in the faces of Vithu's Guards as they attacked.
I was protected of course, through the power of magnetism coming from the amulet. As one Guard after another tried to poke his prod at me, it was deflected back at himself or someone standing next to him. In effect, when enough of them came at me at the same time, they electrocuted one of their own.
I am not a Physicist or claim to be Scientist to any extent of the word. I am a Investigative Journalist, playing out a roll inside a dream, that Security Chief Ponleak once lived through. I didn't want to waste time trying to understand magnetism and electricity, and how they interacted or didn't interact in this case, because of my fear of losing myself in the life of Ponleak. I wanted to find out what happened on Atlantis and why Ponleak and his crew came to the Earth those thousands of years ago.
I tried to move to the nearest Board Members, to try and extend my shield of magnetism around them, to save as many as I could, when I heard a scream. The scream, that I could feel, change Ponleak forever.
I don't think Ponleak was in love with his assistant, but he cared deeply for her. And it was Nary who screamed. She was being electrocuted because of her association with me. I mean, with Ponleak.
For no other reason, she had been deemed guilty and sentenced to death by Chairman Vithu, because of her association with me.
I exploded with such anger and hatred that I would have to guess, at least the closes twenty-five to thirty Guards had their electronic prods explode in their hands.
Some of them lost a limb, some only a couple of fingers, but all were bleeding and had a scared look on their faces.
I would imagine, most of the Guards were thinking right about now, that they hadn't signed up for this. This, they were probably told, was going to be an easy killing and none of them were possibly going to get hurt.
All the while this was going on, I could hear the voice of Chairman Vithu shouting, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him. He can't possibly stop you all!"
Then, when I saw the limp, lifeless body of Nary fall to the floor, and three Guards continuing to prod her with their electric rods, I looked for Vithu for my revenge.
I looked to where I heard his voice kept on reciting his message of, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him."
He was not a fool. All the time he was broadcasting his orders, he was slowly backing himself into a doorway for his escape. In case things did not go as planned I assume.
And things were not going as he planned and as soon as he saw me look his way, he quickly moved behind the door and closed it.
With an concentrated effort, of shooting a magnetic pulse his way, I exploded the door outwards, but somehow I knew I had missed my target.
I tried following Vithu through his escape hatch but some of the more foolish Guards must have felt some kind of loyalty to the Chairman because they blocked my way.
I could have, wait, there I go again. It wasn't me in that situation, it was Ponleak. The Man from Mars. He could have easily bulldozed his way through the line of Guards blocking his way to Chairman Vithu, but at that very moment he received a call on a telepathic implant. A calling system which each Atlantian can turn off and on at will inside their mind.
"Vice President Ponleak. This is Security Officer Bopha." One of my personally trained special forces agent said. "Guards from the Members of the Board's elite security team have attacked your compound for the exploration of space. They were easily dispatched as a fighting unit by our security team, but a group of five to seven Guards have taken several scientists hostage, in the main office building of scientific study. They say they will kill all the hostages unless they see that you have relinquished power, have all of your special units surrender to the Guard, and that the amulet is handed over to Chairman Vithu. What are your orders sir?"
It took a second for me to respond, only after the feeling of hatred towards Vithu diminish so I could think clearly.
"Wait for me. I'll be there shortly." I barked out my orders. "Do not let anyone in or out of those offices and no one is allowed to communicate further with the Guards. I'll be the one doing the negotiations."
With that, I sent a large magnetic pulse throughout the Board Member's chamber, effectively destroying the last electric rods still in use in the room.
I heard screams of pain and grief from the Guards who were still holding onto to those rods when they exploded. Not caring what kind of hurt I put on those fools, as I left the building.
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Thanking My SonAnd His Friends For Letting Me Have Time On His Computer,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“You know, when you're young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you're living in someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been. Then we grow up."
- Deyth Banger -
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Words I will regret for the rest of my life.
I mean, words Ponleak, the Man from Mars will regret for all of his life.
It is beginning to be impossible to distinguish between what he felt during his days on Atlantis and how I feel inside, thinking it is I who has lived his life. The reverie of his past is so strong inside me, that I believe it was my past that I am reliving. It is coming to the point where I can't distinguish whose life I have lived and which is the dream. I know I must end this soon, or become lost between two existences. Lost inside Ponleak's memories and my own.
But I cannot stop dreaming now. I need answers. If nothing else, but to find out what Ponleak meant when he told me that he thought the amulet might have had something to do with destroying Atlantis.
The second, and I am using Earth's measurement of time, the second Chairman Vithu said, "I was hoping you would say that," Guards attacked from all sides, with their electric type cattle prods.
I understood the moment the attack became apparent in my dream, that Security Chief Ponleak was ill prepared.
These Guards were not the Security Forces under my command, I mean under the command of the Man from Mars, but were Special Forces assigned specifically to protect all of the Board Members from rioters or any other kind of outside threat.
Somehow, Chairman Vithu had corrupted these Guards. Turning them against their original oath of protecting all Board Members, and turning them into his own personal army.
And when they attacked, they just didn't come after me, they came after the Members who were shaking their heads in agreement with me. When I had made my speech about the apathy in the population of Atlantis. Hoping to change the mindset of the Chairman and most of the Board Members.
I could see these Board Members were helpless, being electrocuted where they stood or sat.
Not a sign of mercy in the faces of Vithu's Guards as they attacked.
I was protected of course, through the power of magnetism coming from the amulet. As one Guard after another tried to poke his prod at me, it was deflected back at himself or someone standing next to him. In effect, when enough of them came at me at the same time, they electrocuted one of their own.
I am not a Physicist or claim to be Scientist to any extent of the word. I am a Investigative Journalist, playing out a roll inside a dream, that Security Chief Ponleak once lived through. I didn't want to waste time trying to understand magnetism and electricity, and how they interacted or didn't interact in this case, because of my fear of losing myself in the life of Ponleak. I wanted to find out what happened on Atlantis and why Ponleak and his crew came to the Earth those thousands of years ago.
I tried to move to the nearest Board Members, to try and extend my shield of magnetism around them, to save as many as I could, when I heard a scream. The scream, that I could feel, change Ponleak forever.
I don't think Ponleak was in love with his assistant, but he cared deeply for her. And it was Nary who screamed. She was being electrocuted because of her association with me. I mean, with Ponleak.
For no other reason, she had been deemed guilty and sentenced to death by Chairman Vithu, because of her association with me.
I exploded with such anger and hatred that I would have to guess, at least the closes twenty-five to thirty Guards had their electronic prods explode in their hands.
Some of them lost a limb, some only a couple of fingers, but all were bleeding and had a scared look on their faces.
I would imagine, most of the Guards were thinking right about now, that they hadn't signed up for this. This, they were probably told, was going to be an easy killing and none of them were possibly going to get hurt.
All the while this was going on, I could hear the voice of Chairman Vithu shouting, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him. He can't possibly stop you all!"
Then, when I saw the limp, lifeless body of Nary fall to the floor, and three Guards continuing to prod her with their electric rods, I looked for Vithu for my revenge.
I looked to where I heard his voice kept on reciting his message of, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him."
He was not a fool. All the time he was broadcasting his orders, he was slowly backing himself into a doorway for his escape. In case things did not go as planned I assume.
And things were not going as he planned and as soon as he saw me look his way, he quickly moved behind the door and closed it.
With an concentrated effort, of shooting a magnetic pulse his way, I exploded the door outwards, but somehow I knew I had missed my target.
I tried following Vithu through his escape hatch but some of the more foolish Guards must have felt some kind of loyalty to the Chairman because they blocked my way.
I could have, wait, there I go again. It wasn't me in that situation, it was Ponleak. The Man from Mars. He could have easily bulldozed his way through the line of Guards blocking his way to Chairman Vithu, but at that very moment he received a call on a telepathic implant. A calling system which each Atlantian can turn off and on at will inside their mind.
"Vice President Ponleak. This is Security Officer Bopha." One of my personally trained special forces agent said. "Guards from the Members of the Board's elite security team have attacked your compound for the exploration of space. They were easily dispatched as a fighting unit by our security team, but a group of five to seven Guards have taken several scientists hostage, in the main office building of scientific study. They say they will kill all the hostages unless they see that you have relinquished power, have all of your special units surrender to the Guard, and that the amulet is handed over to Chairman Vithu. What are your orders sir?"
It took a second for me to respond, only after the feeling of hatred towards Vithu diminish so I could think clearly.
"Wait for me. I'll be there shortly." I barked out my orders. "Do not let anyone in or out of those offices and no one is allowed to communicate further with the Guards. I'll be the one doing the negotiations."
With that, I sent a large magnetic pulse throughout the Board Member's chamber, effectively destroying the last electric rods still in use in the room.
I heard screams of pain and grief from the Guards who were still holding onto to those rods when they exploded. Not caring what kind of hurt I put on those fools, as I left the building.
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Thanking My SonAnd His Friends For Letting Me Have Time On His Computer,Jim Hauenstein,
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