Palate cleanser

Just to get back to the reason this blog exists.

Besides Pope bashing.

Hey I don't want to go all crazy eyes on you!

But you know what you have to do. Mind the store and keep the home fires burning tomorrow. Remember we will be right back. Not like CBS on Time Warner.

Like A Roid on the Yankees.

We are never going away. Never.

When are the comments coming back?

Oh and by the way tell Meade to stop touching me that way.

No means no.

I don't believe in kicking somebody when they are down....

Well actually I do but in this case it will make me look bad. So I will have to pretend. There is a lot of that going around these days.

I have to laugh at the anguish over at TOP. They made their bed and now they have to lay on the grate outside the bank. They are asking for people to email them to say they are "sorry." For what?
Disagreeing with them.

The evil blogger lady was getting progressively nasty each and every day. She was particular nasty to me. I mean she posted a link that outed my real name and put my business out there. Fair enough. I know she likes to fight dirty. So do I. Spare me the histrionics and the crocodile tears. I said in the comments that she was entitled to get as mean as she wanted. She did. But other people called her on it. So she cried like a little bitch.

She was gratuitously nasty to harmless feebs like edutcher. I mean it was like she was running up and shaving off his Pete Rose haircut and stealing his special Olympic medals. Other nasty little shits like somefeller and Harrogate and that cunt Inga jumped right in. That is the real Evil Blogger Lady. A nasty piece of work through and through.

I had said that many a time. Having met her in person when she got her load on it is not a pretty site. Poor Chance the Gardner is in for it now. She will have many fewer targets to vent her spleen. He better brush up on his cunning linguist skills so he can get a new gig. I hear Meghan McCain has daddy issues so he might have a new target of opportunity.

I want to spend the weeks and months ahead on new stuff. Fun stuff. Trips. Vacations. New ventures like the great new book by Mrs. Spinelli. So I am going to try to not dwell too much on the implosion of TOP.

But tonight we can all enjoy it for what it's worth.

Heh.

Why this blog exists!

I like to blog and talk and I love the group of commenters who drop by and converse. We seem to have edited it down to a nice number of interesting people and have removed the outliers who make places like TOP a shit storm waiting to happen.

I have been too busy to do a lot of original blogging lately but I hope to do more soon.

In any event please enjoy the lack of shit hitting you on the head.

What you never heard of Fat Shaming?

So some miserable cunt had a whole big post about "fat shaming." This is nothing new. The topic of fat and fat bashing is a recurring motive in that miserable twats blog.

Fat shaming happens all the time and has been bouncing around for years. People always have something to say. They want to tell you it is not healthy if you have a few pounds on your fat ass. They want to tell you it is because you have no self control or because you are lazy or whatever. Now that can be true but it could also be genetics or health related or that you just like to fucking eat and you don't think looking like you just got out of Auschwitz is a good look. To those people I have one simple thing to say: fuck you.

It gets really tiresome going over the same nonsense time and again.  Opinions are like assholes. Everybody has one but we don't have to know about them.

James Gandolfini died of excess. He did lots of drugs, smoked, drank to excess and never exercised. You know what? He had a lot of fun in his life. Now he has to pay for it. It is that simple. You can celebrate his talent and his life. But keep your theories to yourself. And have another hot dog....because...tomorrow we die.

I am having a lot of computer problems.

I am having a lot of problems with my computer.

I had a start up problem for the past couple of weeks with wierd messages and bullshit happening everyday. Today I couldn't get it started so I had to go back to scratch and reinstall everything. I backed up my stuff but I will be a while accessing it

I look at it as a fresh start.

Backing in to it .....so to speak.

I guess it is no secret that I always wanted to be a writer. These little vignettes and stories on the blog are just a way to let off some steam from the creative juices that are bubbling in my noggin. Recently I have been reading about Edgar Rice Burroughs and how he became one of the most read pulp writers at the beginning of the last century.

Looking at a blank page and trying to come up with a story is a pretty tough thing to do. Writers like blake can attest. So I thought I might fool around a little on the blog and start a couple of series that would be practice for a real attempt. I am cheating by using real well know characters form other works. But that is what they call fan fiction and these days this is big business. Eric Flint and SM Stirling both really encourage fan fiction and even print the best of the submissions.

So am going to give it a go. Starting with a Western. With the Sacketts. Wyatt  Earp. Doc Holiday. Katie Elder. Lucas McCain. And maybe some other well know characters from the time. I guess you can call it creative writing of a sort.

We are just trying to do it through the back door.

So to speak.

Remember that we went from an open house to a private party!

Because most of us are not so sociable that we can hang out with other people without being disgusted. Or disgusting. Or something.

Sorry I was busy......

Sorry that I haven't been all that creative lately but I have been extra busy. I am down to a couple of employees who have been calling in sick or not able to come in because of plumbing breakdowns because of the cold so I have been working the store.

When I work the store solo or with Lisa I don't have time to blog and when I do I don't have the energy to put up posts.

Hopefully we have it sorted out now and we can go forward with a new crew.

To each his own!

Some of us worship Bacchus and some of us worship Nacissus.

It's up to you.

(And no that is not my baby picture spinelli)

Hey I love dogs too........

I

I really do. It is just I have to go back to basics. Back to the fundamentals. Back to reason why this blog exists.

Because I am a Dick and I have to act like one as much as possible.

It helps me get along in my real life without killing someone. Just Sayn'

The first rule of Trooper York......

Is that you don't talk about Trooper York.


Just sayn'

Trooper's Starship

So I was thinking I might take that very smart suggestion by one of our favorite knuckleheads and put out a public blog called "Trooper's Starship" where I can repost some of my favorite series and things that are ok for public view. And to give people who don't have my email a place to comment and or contact me to see if they want to be on the main supersecret blog

I don't know if I will....it is just something I am thinking about. What do you think?

A big announcement!

I have been thinking about taking this blog private. What that would mean is that you would have to be an approved viewer to read it and post comments. It seems I would be limited to about 100 viewers and that would be fine. I doubt I have more than 100 people who come here.

I might want to go private because I don't want certain people to have the chance to mine my blog for things they want to use against me. That might sound paranoid but as you know that has already happened. Since I am about to have a much higher profile I think it might be the smart thing to do.

What do you think?

Please leave a comment about what you think about this or you can email me at trooperkirbyyork@live.com if you want to get in depth in our discussion.

I value your input.

Deep Thoughts....by Titus

Titus said...I would love to be surrounded by floating tits in a beautiful river with deer and wildlife and shit.tits.

I don't want to panda to you but.....

Some people are just so fucking stupid. They have to control everything. They think they can tell people how to spend their money. How to express themselves. What they can say. What charities they can contribute to that meet with their pompous approval. They will track people down to harangue them about what they think. Because you see they know better. They are credentialed tenured and approved by the New York Times. They think they are better than you. Then know they are smarter then you. They just want you to shut up and do what they say.

Or and contribute to them by using their Amazon portal to fund a blog that doesn't cost them a dime.

Here we believe that you should be free to do whatever you want with your money. If you feel charitable and want to give to the Red Cross that's fine and if you want to just give it to the bum on the corner that is fine too! And the bum can do what he wants with the money. He can get food or he can buy crack. I don't control him. I give because of me not because of him. I don't control the world and other people and how they think and how they act.

But I tell you one thing. All of us at Trooper York are united behind one thing. Everyone from rabid liberals to Neanderthal conservatives agree on one essential fact:

We want Panda's to fuck as much as they want.

Make up your own joke.

Just be smart. No names. Subtlety is best. You get the drift. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. Just sayn'

You are a bad, bad commenter!

You know who are. You are bad, bad commenters. You are nasty misogynist icky nasty cocky pee pee poopyheads.

You just want to destroy. You don't want to have fun. You bad bad people.

Sexy cows know how to accept an appolgy.

It has come to my attention that some dimwitted arrogant douchenozzles are trying to start trouble again over what happened between Allie and me that caused a big ruckus. As you might recall Allie had posted some comments about her daughter and I was mean to her because I didn't believe her. It got pretty heated and we went back and forth about it. The only reason why I mentioned her daughter was because Allie brought it up. We mixed it up pretty good but Allie was woman enough to reach out to me to explain that I was wrong.

I was wrong. And I apologized to her. She has become a valued part of the gang here and her contributions are highly valued here. I was complete wrong in not believing her and I apologize to her and she has graciously accepted it.

So any scumbuckets who want to rehash it and start more trouble should go fuck themselves with Andrew Sullivan's dick.

I had previously had some very nasty fights with hdhouse in the same vein. We went at it tooth and nail and called each other really nasty hurtful stuff. I don't know how this shit happens. Some days I might not be feeling well or I am pissed off and something rubs me the wrong way and I go nuclear. But the funny thing is that both hd and Allie are valuable commenter's here because we share something. We are all reasonable and dare I say it "nice" people. We are not arrogant pompous dimwitted douchenozzles who would not appolgize if they ran over a blind nun who was crossing with the light. I think we have a genuineness and a humanity that is sorely lacking in some people who think their shit don't stink.

As John Lennon once famously said "Insta-Karma" is gonna get you. What goes around comes around. The emperor has no clothes. They are all pink on the inside.

I just want to say that I am very happy that Allie accepted my apology and that we are good.

And for those of you who want to stir up more shit because of your misunderstanding of the facts....do me a favor.....eat shit and die.