Steel Panther folks....
These guys get the Funks Official Five Star Award for best Funkin' Lyrics of the Year !
PS: Sorry if my shitty 5-Star gif looks retarded. I aint never made one before this one
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Death to all but Metal
[N.S.F.G.,C.O.W.] <---Not Safe For Grandmaws, Cowboys Or Wimps.
Steel Panther folks....
These guys get the Funks Official Five Star Award for best Funkin' Lyrics of the Year !
PS: Sorry if my shitty 5-Star gif looks retarded. I aint never made one before this one
Steel Panther folks....
These guys get the Funks Official Five Star Award for best Funkin' Lyrics of the Year !
PS: Sorry if my shitty 5-Star gif looks retarded. I aint never made one before this one
Melanie Safka (for Barb)
Barb, I don't hear well and at age 10 and I wasn't very apt to translation of confusing sounds. This song I loved but couldn't hear the vocals well enough to understand the main verses of the song.
I lost the song because didn't know how to look for it but in 1979 in California I found it again at a social thing. The album was given to me as a gift & I carried it the 3,600 miles back home with me, kept it many years after and dragged it over 100,000 miles further with me.
It does mean that much to me & I love you. I am hoping you will hear some of what I heard in this. It's about peace and commitment to love, not singular love but love of humanity.
First song is intro, both need to be played to be heard right
Candles in the rain...
Lay down...
I lost the song because didn't know how to look for it but in 1979 in California I found it again at a social thing. The album was given to me as a gift & I carried it the 3,600 miles back home with me, kept it many years after and dragged it over 100,000 miles further with me.
It does mean that much to me & I love you. I am hoping you will hear some of what I heard in this. It's about peace and commitment to love, not singular love but love of humanity.
First song is intro, both need to be played to be heard right
(((((((((((((((((Hugs and Kisses))))))))))))))))))))
"for Barbera"
"for Barbera"
Candles in the rain...
Lay down...
Very first good story I've read from this newspaper.
This is from Nebraska's JournalStar Newspaper. I've been reading their news articles now for over four years. I have emailed them a few times to remark on how badly these people treat people concerning the way they publish stories. I'm not going to get into that right now because tonight they posted a fantastic story and I am happy myself to share it with you.
Story follows, original link to the story is [here]. I hope to see more like this in the future coming from them.
The girl was 15 then. She spoke little English. The woman spoke little Spanish.
They met one day in the Mexican village of Ensenada after the woman, a stay-at-home mom from Milford, had finished helping some village women with a craft project.
The craft project had followed Bible study.
The woman from Milford had gone to the village on a mission trip. Outdoor toilets. Tents. Talking to people on the streets about God.
The girl, shy and pretty, walked up and stood beside the woman. The girl took a discarded piece of wire from the craft project and started manipulating it with her hands and teeth. The woman watched. What is she doing?
Then the Mexican girl pulled something from her mouth. A flower.
She’d turned the wire into a beautiful, intricate flower.
This is not normal, the woman told herself. She motioned to the girl to stay put and ran to find a translator, hoping the girl wouldn’t walk away.
Because the woman knew in that moment that God was planting a seed.
Nine years later
“The thing I want people to see is that when God opens a door, you’ve got to listen because you could be missing a huge opportunity otherwise. You just never know.
“But be ready.”
The Milford woman, Nancy Velder, wants to share this story. But please don’t make it about her, she says.
It’s about the girl, Ana Patricia Vallejo — “Patti” — who blossomed into a 23-year-old woman, a college graduate who’s bilingual and the boss of her own jewelry business, one that has pulled her family out of poverty.
It’s about the jewelry business, which they grew together from that little wire flower.
Nancy in Milford. Patti in Mexico.
“It’s a God thing. Seriously. There is no way you could dream this up.”
After that first meeting, Nancy returned to Milford and started sending Patti wire and supplies. She sent her tools, so she didn’t have to use her teeth.
Patti, an innate artist, practiced. Soon, she was sending Nancy a garden of flower earrings.
Nancy showed them to people she knew. They loved them, $8 a pair.
The business spread by word of mouth.
“You know what? Eight dollar is nothing to us. But it’s food for a day for them.”
At least twice a year, Nancy goes to Ensenada, which is in the Baja Peninsula. Over the years, she’s seen amazing changes in Patti and her family.
The girl’s dad got off drugs. He began to work for the business. Her brother and his girlfriend got off drugs, too, and got married.
Patti gives them a quota of jewelry to make each week.
Now they make it out of sterling silver, too. And turquoise and other stones. They make purses.
The money has repaired and expanded their once shabby home. It’s built a balcony, a good toilet. It’s done this for aunts and uncles and grandmas, too.
The money paid for Patti’s degree in industrial engineering. It bought her a guitar, something she’d always wanted.
Nancy pulls out a photo of Patti’s graduation. It shows a beautiful young woman in a blue dress standing at a microphone, holding a guitar, singing.
Patti is no longer shy, Nancy says. Far from it.
The money bought her a car, which she drives around the village like a taxi for her neighbors, taking old people to doctor appointments.
The money bought her a computer. And now the family, which had little hope of a worldly horizon, even has the Internet. Patti and Nancy talk via e-mail most every day.
Nancy says she takes no money herself from the business, even though it’s a full-time commitment. All proceeds go to Patti’s family and mission projects.
Why does she do it?
She quotes the Bible, Matthew: “Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of mine, even the least of them, you did it unto me.”
The cell phone rings
Nancy’s face breaks into a smile. It’s Patti!
“I’m doing an interview for the newspaper. Will you talk to her?”
Patti’s English is good. The jewelry business changed her family “completely,” she says. Her dad. Her brother. Her life.
She says Nancy is like another mother now, and she’s blessed they met that day.
“I just was playing with the wire. I didn’t have the idea what I was doing. It just happened.”
Nancy takes the phone back. She presses the speaker button.
“I want you to belt out a song, OK?”
“Sing?”
“Yep.”
(“She’s so good,” Nancy whispers.)
“Now?”
“Yeah. Yeah.”
Then the Mexican woman pulls something from her mouth.
A hymn, sung with a Spanish twang.
“Amazing Grace.”
Reach Colleen Kenney at 473-2655 or ckenney@journalstar.com.
Story follows, original link to the story is [here]. I hope to see more like this in the future coming from them.
Jewelry lifts family from poverty
By COLLEEN KENNEY / Lincoln Journal Star
Friday, Mar 27, 2009 - 11:12:13 pm CDT
By COLLEEN KENNEY / Lincoln Journal Star
Friday, Mar 27, 2009 - 11:12:13 pm CDT
The girl was 15 then. She spoke little English. The woman spoke little Spanish.
They met one day in the Mexican village of Ensenada after the woman, a stay-at-home mom from Milford, had finished helping some village women with a craft project.
The craft project had followed Bible study.
The woman from Milford had gone to the village on a mission trip. Outdoor toilets. Tents. Talking to people on the streets about God.
The girl, shy and pretty, walked up and stood beside the woman. The girl took a discarded piece of wire from the craft project and started manipulating it with her hands and teeth. The woman watched. What is she doing?
Then the Mexican girl pulled something from her mouth. A flower.
She’d turned the wire into a beautiful, intricate flower.
This is not normal, the woman told herself. She motioned to the girl to stay put and ran to find a translator, hoping the girl wouldn’t walk away.
Because the woman knew in that moment that God was planting a seed.
Nine years later
“The thing I want people to see is that when God opens a door, you’ve got to listen because you could be missing a huge opportunity otherwise. You just never know.
“But be ready.”
The Milford woman, Nancy Velder, wants to share this story. But please don’t make it about her, she says.
It’s about the girl, Ana Patricia Vallejo — “Patti” — who blossomed into a 23-year-old woman, a college graduate who’s bilingual and the boss of her own jewelry business, one that has pulled her family out of poverty.
It’s about the jewelry business, which they grew together from that little wire flower.
Nancy in Milford. Patti in Mexico.
“It’s a God thing. Seriously. There is no way you could dream this up.”
After that first meeting, Nancy returned to Milford and started sending Patti wire and supplies. She sent her tools, so she didn’t have to use her teeth.
Patti, an innate artist, practiced. Soon, she was sending Nancy a garden of flower earrings.
Nancy showed them to people she knew. They loved them, $8 a pair.
The business spread by word of mouth.
“You know what? Eight dollar is nothing to us. But it’s food for a day for them.”
At least twice a year, Nancy goes to Ensenada, which is in the Baja Peninsula. Over the years, she’s seen amazing changes in Patti and her family.
The girl’s dad got off drugs. He began to work for the business. Her brother and his girlfriend got off drugs, too, and got married.
Patti gives them a quota of jewelry to make each week.
Now they make it out of sterling silver, too. And turquoise and other stones. They make purses.
The money has repaired and expanded their once shabby home. It’s built a balcony, a good toilet. It’s done this for aunts and uncles and grandmas, too.
The money paid for Patti’s degree in industrial engineering. It bought her a guitar, something she’d always wanted.
Nancy pulls out a photo of Patti’s graduation. It shows a beautiful young woman in a blue dress standing at a microphone, holding a guitar, singing.
Patti is no longer shy, Nancy says. Far from it.
The money bought her a car, which she drives around the village like a taxi for her neighbors, taking old people to doctor appointments.
The money bought her a computer. And now the family, which had little hope of a worldly horizon, even has the Internet. Patti and Nancy talk via e-mail most every day.
Nancy says she takes no money herself from the business, even though it’s a full-time commitment. All proceeds go to Patti’s family and mission projects.
Why does she do it?
She quotes the Bible, Matthew: “Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of mine, even the least of them, you did it unto me.”
The cell phone rings
Nancy’s face breaks into a smile. It’s Patti!
“I’m doing an interview for the newspaper. Will you talk to her?”
Patti’s English is good. The jewelry business changed her family “completely,” she says. Her dad. Her brother. Her life.
She says Nancy is like another mother now, and she’s blessed they met that day.
“I just was playing with the wire. I didn’t have the idea what I was doing. It just happened.”
Nancy takes the phone back. She presses the speaker button.
“I want you to belt out a song, OK?”
“Sing?”
“Yep.”
(“She’s so good,” Nancy whispers.)
“Now?”
“Yeah. Yeah.”
Then the Mexican woman pulls something from her mouth.
A hymn, sung with a Spanish twang.
“Amazing Grace.”
Reach Colleen Kenney at 473-2655 or ckenney@journalstar.com.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Praise, be blessed for the Butterfly
All eye to the butterfly,
This is her stage, her act her show.
All ear on the butterfly,
All be impressed, all give her bow.
Sweat tears now for the butterfly,
Extract yourself, yer in her show.
All dressed up for the butterfly?
Commence the part, you know you should.
The air, the winds, the rays of light,
The clouds, the rains and snows.
Are all defined for the butterfly,
Even God might .... for the butterfly
Next in line the butterfly,
First in line the butterfly.
ATTENTION to the BUTTERFLY!
I "SAID" ATTENTION. let's,go-let's,go-let's go!
Kiss the fukkin Butterfly.
She said you dance you best and will!
If she want you cry for the butterfly,
An then you cry some more or else.
Next stage is for the butterfly.
Next act still for the butterfly.
Every smile is for the butterfly.
Both ears owned to the butterfly.
All yer heart, yer fears an hopes.
Worship the sweetest Butterfly.
That wasn't an offer or a joke!
There is only one living Butterfly,
You must respect her place in life.
She defines all, this beautiful Butterfly.
She even defines you as you and this you know!
All mercy is from the Butterfly.
All pain is too as you should know.
Let wind fall like rays of light for the butterfly,
Let snow be redefined as well.
Let shallow water become the widest sea.
Let lie be just a joke.
Let beef be pie and greens be pink,
Let wants be needs and clocks be changed.
Let nar be far and let the smile be snarl.
There is no rule except to please the Butterfly.
The Queen of Reality Rules the World!
The Butterfly from Hell!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Yea, I still call em "PIGS!"
In a conversation with a Miami cop I once had, the asshole told me he was a good police officer. I pointed to his watch and asked him if that watch was in fact a machine with only one basic function. He agreed that it in fact was. I next asked him if that that watch could still perform it's basic function if one gear in it failed to operate within it. He replied it couldn't. I then asked him if every part of that "machine" (watch) worked together to assist every other part of that machine to continue regular operation. He agreed.
I asked him if there were good machines designed to do good work amongst bad machines designed to accomplish bad results or create harm. He agreed there were both. I next asked him if every gear in that watch should be responsible for every outcome that that watch produced based on the understanding that every gear within it helped in part to produce the overall outcome of it's functional performance.
Then I asked him if he had a bad machine on his wrist how the fuck he could call even one gear in it a "good" gear if it was working in place with an overall bad machine designed to create a bad outcome.
Next I asked him if the police union was a machine also.... He got totally pissed off at me.
He still hates me, but I didn't like him to begin with. (B.T.W. He's now involved with selling drugs in Woonsocket, Rhode Island and he is the scum bringing younger people into the mess, not doing anything but bringing younger people into the mess)
Yes, I HATE pigs & I still call them all PIGS!
By SCHUYLER DIXON, Associated Press Writer
DALLAS (AP)—A police officer was placed on administrative leave Thursday over a traffic stop involving an NFL player whom he kept in a hospital parking lot and threatened to arrest while his mother-in-law died inside the building.
Officer Robert Powell also drew his gun during the March 18 incident involving Houston Texans running back Ryan Moats in the Dallas suburb of Plano, police said.
“I can screw you over,” he said at one point in the videotaped incident. When another officer came with word that Moats’ mother-in-law was indeed dying, Powell’s response was: “All right. I’m almost done.”
Dallas Police Chief David Kunkle apologized to the family and announced that Powell would be on paid leave pending an internal investigation.
“When we at the command staff reviewed the tape, we were embarrassed, disappointed,” Kunkle said. “It’s hard to find the right word and still be professional in my role as the police chief. But the behavior was not appropriate.”
Powell, 25, a three-year member of the force, stopped Moats’ SUV outside Baylor Regional Medical Center at Plano after Moats rolled through a red light.
Police officials said Powell told his commanders he believed he was doing his job, and that he drew his gun but did not point it. Kunkle said Powell was not necessarily acting improperly when he pulled his weapon out, but that once he realized what was happening should have put the gun back, apologized and offered to help the family in any way.
“His behavior, in my opinion, did not exhibit the common sense, the discretion, the compassion that we expect our officers to exhibit,” Kunkle said.
Moats’ wife, who was in the car along with other relatives, said Powell pointed his weapon at her.
“He was pointing a gun at me as soon as I got out of the car,” Tamishia Moats told The Dallas Morning News.
The Moats family did not immediately return messages left by The Associated Press. Powell did not respond to requests for comment through the Dallas police union.
Video from a dashboard camera inside the officer’s vehicle, obtained by Dallas-Fort Worth station WFAA-TV, revealed an intense exchange in which the officer threatened to jail Moats.
He ordered Tamishia Moats, 27, to get back in the SUV, but after pausing for a few seconds, she and another woman rushed into the hospital. She was by the side of her mother, 45-year-old Jonetta Collinsworth, when she died a short time later from breast cancer.
“Get in there,” said Powell, yelling at Tamishia Moats as she exited the vehicle. “Let me see your hands!”
“Excuse me, my mom is dying,” Tamishia Moats said. “Do you understand?”
Ryan Moats explained that he waited until there was no traffic before proceeding through the red light. When Powell asked for proof of insurance, Moats grew more agitated and told the officer to go find it.
“My mother-in-law is dying! Right now! You’re wasting my time!” Moats yelled. “I don’t understand why you can’t understand that.”
As they argued, the officer got irritated.
“Shut your mouth,” the officer said. “You can either settle down and cooperate or I can just take you to jail for running a red light.”
By the time the 26-year-old NFL player received a ticket and a lecture from Powell, about 13 minutes had passed. When he and Collinsworth’s father entered the hospital, they learned Collinsworth was dead.
Kunkle said the video showed that Moats and his wife “exercised extraordinary patience, restraint in dealing with the behavior of our officer.”
“At no time did Mr. Moats identify himself as an NFL football player or expect any kind of special consideration,” Kunkle said. “He handled himself very, very well.”
The Moats family, who are black, said they can’t help but think that race might have played a part in the white officer’s behavior.
“I think he should lose his job,” Ryan Moats said.
When the exchange was at its most contentious, Powell said he could tow Moats’ SUV if he didn’t have insurance and that he could arrest him for fleeing because he didn’t immediately stop when Powell turned on his sirens. The pursuit lasted a little more than a minute.
“I can screw you over,” Powell said. “I’d rather not do that. Your attitude will dictate everything that happens.”
The ticket issued to Moats was dismissed, Dallas police spokesman Lt. Andy Harvey said.
Texans spokesman Kevin Cooper said the team had no comment.
Moats, a third-round draft choice of the Philadelphia Eagles in 2005 out of Louisiana Tech, was cut by the Eagles in August and later signed with the Texans. In three seasons as a backup, he’s rushed for 441 yards and scored four touchdowns.
He was a standout at Bishop Lynch High School, a private school in Dallas, rushing for more than 2,600 yards and 33 touchdowns as a senior.
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I asked him if there were good machines designed to do good work amongst bad machines designed to accomplish bad results or create harm. He agreed there were both. I next asked him if every gear in that watch should be responsible for every outcome that that watch produced based on the understanding that every gear within it helped in part to produce the overall outcome of it's functional performance.
Then I asked him if he had a bad machine on his wrist how the fuck he could call even one gear in it a "good" gear if it was working in place with an overall bad machine designed to create a bad outcome.
Next I asked him if the police union was a machine also.... He got totally pissed off at me.
He still hates me, but I didn't like him to begin with. (B.T.W. He's now involved with selling drugs in Woonsocket, Rhode Island and he is the scum bringing younger people into the mess, not doing anything but bringing younger people into the mess)
Yes, I HATE pigs & I still call them all PIGS!
Dallas officer delayed NFL player as relative died
By SCHUYLER DIXON, Associated Press Writer
DALLAS (AP)—A police officer was placed on administrative leave Thursday over a traffic stop involving an NFL player whom he kept in a hospital parking lot and threatened to arrest while his mother-in-law died inside the building.
Officer Robert Powell also drew his gun during the March 18 incident involving Houston Texans running back Ryan Moats in the Dallas suburb of Plano, police said.
“I can screw you over,” he said at one point in the videotaped incident. When another officer came with word that Moats’ mother-in-law was indeed dying, Powell’s response was: “All right. I’m almost done.”
Dallas Police Chief David Kunkle apologized to the family and announced that Powell would be on paid leave pending an internal investigation.
“When we at the command staff reviewed the tape, we were embarrassed, disappointed,” Kunkle said. “It’s hard to find the right word and still be professional in my role as the police chief. But the behavior was not appropriate.”
Powell, 25, a three-year member of the force, stopped Moats’ SUV outside Baylor Regional Medical Center at Plano after Moats rolled through a red light.
Police officials said Powell told his commanders he believed he was doing his job, and that he drew his gun but did not point it. Kunkle said Powell was not necessarily acting improperly when he pulled his weapon out, but that once he realized what was happening should have put the gun back, apologized and offered to help the family in any way.
“His behavior, in my opinion, did not exhibit the common sense, the discretion, the compassion that we expect our officers to exhibit,” Kunkle said.
Moats’ wife, who was in the car along with other relatives, said Powell pointed his weapon at her.
“He was pointing a gun at me as soon as I got out of the car,” Tamishia Moats told The Dallas Morning News.
The Moats family did not immediately return messages left by The Associated Press. Powell did not respond to requests for comment through the Dallas police union.
Video from a dashboard camera inside the officer’s vehicle, obtained by Dallas-Fort Worth station WFAA-TV, revealed an intense exchange in which the officer threatened to jail Moats.
He ordered Tamishia Moats, 27, to get back in the SUV, but after pausing for a few seconds, she and another woman rushed into the hospital. She was by the side of her mother, 45-year-old Jonetta Collinsworth, when she died a short time later from breast cancer.
“Get in there,” said Powell, yelling at Tamishia Moats as she exited the vehicle. “Let me see your hands!”
“Excuse me, my mom is dying,” Tamishia Moats said. “Do you understand?”
Ryan Moats explained that he waited until there was no traffic before proceeding through the red light. When Powell asked for proof of insurance, Moats grew more agitated and told the officer to go find it.
“My mother-in-law is dying! Right now! You’re wasting my time!” Moats yelled. “I don’t understand why you can’t understand that.”
As they argued, the officer got irritated.
“Shut your mouth,” the officer said. “You can either settle down and cooperate or I can just take you to jail for running a red light.”
By the time the 26-year-old NFL player received a ticket and a lecture from Powell, about 13 minutes had passed. When he and Collinsworth’s father entered the hospital, they learned Collinsworth was dead.
Kunkle said the video showed that Moats and his wife “exercised extraordinary patience, restraint in dealing with the behavior of our officer.”
“At no time did Mr. Moats identify himself as an NFL football player or expect any kind of special consideration,” Kunkle said. “He handled himself very, very well.”
The Moats family, who are black, said they can’t help but think that race might have played a part in the white officer’s behavior.
“I think he should lose his job,” Ryan Moats said.
When the exchange was at its most contentious, Powell said he could tow Moats’ SUV if he didn’t have insurance and that he could arrest him for fleeing because he didn’t immediately stop when Powell turned on his sirens. The pursuit lasted a little more than a minute.
“I can screw you over,” Powell said. “I’d rather not do that. Your attitude will dictate everything that happens.”
The ticket issued to Moats was dismissed, Dallas police spokesman Lt. Andy Harvey said.
Texans spokesman Kevin Cooper said the team had no comment.
Moats, a third-round draft choice of the Philadelphia Eagles in 2005 out of Louisiana Tech, was cut by the Eagles in August and later signed with the Texans. In three seasons as a backup, he’s rushed for 441 yards and scored four touchdowns.
He was a standout at Bishop Lynch High School, a private school in Dallas, rushing for more than 2,600 yards and 33 touchdowns as a senior.
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