∅bummer Can't Speak Without It

friday, august 12th, 2011

in the over the 21+ years I've had my business, I've given hundreds of "off-the-cuff" and impromptu 20-60 minute speeches to scores of civic clubs, garden clubs, charities, chambers of commerce, growers' conventions, scout troops etc, here and all over the US, and have never once used a pathetic *teleprompter* crutch from which

Where's my teleprompter?

to speak a "prepared talk" or answer the audiences' many thousands of "pre-approved questions". And have never had a minute of stupid silence – mumbling "just waiting, here" – waiting for his teleprompter to warm-up and begin so he could talk coherently. ∅bummer-sambo has that happen, frequently, as he's a babbling idiot without the TOTUS (Teleprompter Of The US).

Incompetent idiot, inept affirmative action lowlife, stupid moronic asswipe, commie-socialist-Leninist, low-class dirtbag, racist, hate-America, hate-Whitey, Kenyan half-breed, subhuman filth, failure-as-a-president, the ∅bummer-sambo can't even speak coherently for a paltry 1-2 minutes, let alone deliver a cogent 30-40 minute speech, and then take "un-rehearsed questions" from the gov't-liberal-demokkkRAT-controlled, presstitute filth. ∅bummer is an idiotic, festering-dogshit simpleton, IMO.

∅bummer-sambo's also quite mentally-unstable, a petulant punk and completely nuts. Watch this poutish, childish act. Have you ever seen another so-called "president" kick-open a door after not getting his way? That's one of the most obvious signs of an increasing mental illness due to job pressure, and he's sorely-afflicted with it. ∅bummer needs immediate and permanent institutionalization, plus a massive, continuous IV-drip of thorazine.

Additionally, ∅bummer's an out-and-out psychopathic and sociopathic LIAR; Bubba Jeffy Klintoon pales in comparison. Nothing he says to The American Public *can be trusted* to be anywhere near truthful. We're also not in

∅bummer's nuts!

a "double-dip recession"; we're in a Full-Blown Depression, with "∅bummer-villes" going-up all over the Midwest, and the rest of the once-prosperous Nation. DEPRESSION! Got it yet, ∅bummer-boy, "wet blanket" asshole?

∅bummer's an obvious, blatant LIAR! In 2006, when Bush was President, ∅bummer voted against raising the debt ceiling; now he's created the largest debt ceiling in US History. Filthy, stinking, feral, sambo (not black), hate-filled, commie-fascist, racist, LIAR bastard!

"Tea Party downgrade"? Only ∅bummer-sambo's idiotic fool buttboys like treasonous lowlife dirtbag John Fucking Kerry (who went on National TV saying he knew personally of War Crimes committed on regular basis in Vietnam and even committed War Crimes — but as a Naval Officer somehow FAILED to report any of them until he got back in the world and before "Meet the Press" and similar TV dream-weaver shows? If John Fucking Kerry says it is daytime I would need independent verification from at least two sources before I could find the TRAITOR credible. He is, after all, a darling of the Communist Revolution. Not an American Patriot, but a dirty, despicable little man who threw away his US Navy combat service for a few moments of LIES told on TV!), and suck-ass Davey "Dickbreath" Axelrod would say stupid shit like that. Can't any of you moronic dumbfucks in DC balance a damned budget? ∅bummer-sambo's idiotic fool buttboys; indeed they are and worse!

If the ∅bummer-Soro's commie plot of "Agenda 21" is passed by USDOT, it will target America’s farming communities with costly and oppressive regulations. And, IT WILL CAUSE ACIVIL WAR II to happen; count on it. Stock-up on water, food and ammo, Conservative Friends! Here's a simple, 1-page Primer on "Agenda 21"; read it carefully and understand how they are trying to destroy America and take over the world. The International Council of Local Environmental Initiatives (ICLEI) is a communist-UN-based organization, and all its known members, directors, benefactors, organizers etc, should be rounded-up, stood against a wall and shot, starting with the chief commie-socialist-Leninist, hate-America, lowlife piece-of-dogshit, convicted criminal, George Soros, IMO.

Even a lowlife dirtbag, murderous arch-commie, KGB prick like Putin recognizes what a gutless, ball-less, spineless, incompetent, inept, lowlife dirtbag US Congress and so-called "president shit-for-brains sambo", we have ruining and running this once-great Nation into the ground. If we could just defund and get rid of the following useless "gov't agencies", America would be a far better and much more financially-stable Country: BATFE; HUD; NEA; Dept of Education; EPA; IRS; African Development Foundation; Arthritis and Musculoskeletal Interagency Coordinating Committee; Commission of Fine Arts; NPR; Commission on International Religious Freedom; PBS; Community Oriented Policing Services (COPS); Customs and Border Protection; Department of Energy (DOE); Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA); Delaware River Basin Commission; ACORN; Welfare; Center for Disease Control (CDC); US Dept of Agriculture (USDA); Planned Parenthood and scores more worthless "gov't agencies", wasting TRILLIONS of our hard-earned US Taxpayer Dollars. They've "sucked at the public teat" long enough; DEFUND THEM ALL! Their employees don't contribute or generate a single dime to either the GNP or GDP; all they do is consume and waste our money.

America's Free Economy died many years ago; now it's all socialism-regulated, pure and simple. The commie scumbag,feral, ∅bummer-bastard is just adding more and more and more laws, rules, regulations, tariffs, taxes, fees, revenues and whatever else he can, to kill the USA. No, I don't do business on the Net as a retailer, but many small businesses do, and that new load of commie scumbag ∅bummer-bastard bullshit, will surely kill them.

Every time I read this story about "Fortress America", I still have Hope for us all.

Yet, The Emerging Threat From Within America scares the crap out of me, and it must be identified and killed-off quickly, if we are to survive as a Nation.

By EO (Executive Order), ∅bummer-boy added $9.5 BILLION in job-killing red tape, in July alone, by proposing 229 new rules and finalizing 379 rules. Among those were EPA, health care reform, and financial regulatory reform rules. All job-killing and economy-stalling. Here's a succinct recap of all 600 rules in just 31 days. Nice job, sambo asshole!

HEADLINE: "US debt shot up $238 billion to reach 100 percent of gross domestic product project (GDP), after the government's debt ceiling was lifted, Treasury figures showed Wednesday." Are you aware of the ESF and its unlimited power? Buh-bye, America.

On Thursday, in honor of ∅bummer-sambo-boy's 50th birthday, the DJIA dropped 10+ points for every year he has sadly walked among us. Unfortunately, back in the 60s, he wasn't among the millions of black babies which Planned Parenthood aborts every year. It was the ninth-largest drop (-512.46pts) in history. We should be relieved he wasn't turning 80 or 90. As the economy flatlines and stocks crater, the "Pied Piper of Hope & Change" leads us over-a-cliff while blowing-out birthday candles at the White House and snuffing-out America's financial future. This administration has been so pitiful and treacherous, and its performance at every turn so incompetent and inept, that I fully-expect to see billboards popping-up everywhere up with the image of Jimmy Carter and the words, "Miff me yet?" At least shit-for-brains Carter, who with any luck, will be easily-replaced in 2013 as "America's worst former president", used appropriate symbolism in wearing sweaters, turning down the thermostat, sitting in front of roaring fireplaces and complaining of America's "malaise". Total bullshit!

Both Moody's and Standard & Poor's are "not too big" not to be held accountable, for their role in helping to crash the US Economy back in 2008. They both should be investigated and all directors, employees etc charged and prosecuted, if not outright executed for treason, IMO.

On Monday, August 8th, at 10:08am, and no thanks to ∅bummer-sambo-boy and the utterly-corrupt and criminal US Congress, DJIA Stocks were down -242.53pts (2.5%), partly due to America losing its AAA Rating from corrupt Standard & Poor's, to an AA+ rating, last Friday. Stock markets around the world are also "shitting-the-bed", as a result of our shit-for-brains president's and US Congress' blatant ignorance and abject stupidity, in continual over-spending, wanting more taxes revenues to compensate for their over-spending addiction, raising a so-called fictitious "debt ceiling" and not balancing the US Budget, since the GOP-controlled/ Newt Gingrich-run US Congress balanced the Budget in 4 years instead of 7, for the disgraced, lying, ex-president Bubba Jeffy Klintoon, in 1994-95. Klintoon had nothing to do with it, except sign it; he had no choice. Oops, at 11:15am, S&P's downgraded the credit ratings of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac and other agencies linked to long-term US debt. The corrupt and criminal S&P agency also lowered the ratings for: farm lenders; long-term US government-backed debt issued by 32 banks and credit unions; and three major clearinghouses, which are used to execute trades of stocks, bonds and options, and the market fell -300.13pts (3.2%). By 2:15pm, the DJIA was down -489.83pts (4.3%), to 10,951. By 4:00pm, when the NYSE closed trading for the day, the DJIA had dropped -634.76pts (5.55%), to 10,810, its worst one-day drop since 2008. Nice going, mr dumbass president, incompetent-shit-for-brains-sambo-asshole! And liberal filth think they can keep polishing that inept, incompetent sambo turd in The White House. Ha; good fucking luck, folks!

Hells bells, the DJIA is down another -430.05pts (3.8%) on Wednesday morning, at 11:15am. Is ∅bummer-sambo-boy giving another "inspirational speech"? No, but his "approval rating" is dropping below 40%, with a "disapproval rating" of 50%+, and the lib-prog-dem trash/garbage are panicking even worse than before. Not only is ∅bummer-sambo-boy despised and held in very low regard by most of America, the corrupt, criminal US Congress is hated and disapproved of by 81% of that same America.

Ooops, I lied; the DJIA closed down -520.17pts for the day, upon news that shit-for-brains ∅bummer-sambo-boy was going on vacation to Martha's Vineyard, basically telling America to "Fuck Off"! Surprised? Me neither. My IRA lost some $30,000+ in the past 4 days, I'm guessing; no biggie. Yours do as well?

Economic collapse... Civil unrest... ∅bummer-sambo-boy declares martial law... 2012 General Election called-off... Leftists & progressives destroying America from within? A "living hell" on the horizon? Coming next Fall just before the November elections? Definitely coming to a village/town/city near you and me. You'd better prepare for it (food, water, personal supplies etc) and arm (guns & plenty of hi-po ammo) yourselves, or this will happen to you. It won't happen to me; I'll kill the feral rioters on sight!

Please "Press Here" to hear a brief message from our Kenyan-born, illegally-elected, incompetent, inept, teleprompter-addicted, feral dumbass, so-called president, ∅bummer-sambo-boy. Sounds like "Hope & Change" quickly turned into "Fail & Blame", didn't it?

Around The Garden Center

Wow, Thursday was quite a day: DJIA down -512.46pts, and globally it was a worse mess in most markets. My financial advisor reminded me not to panic – something I never do, anyway – and weather the temporary 15% drop, which will be followed by an even larger 30% gain, as it was back in 2010. Remember that one?

Anyway, I had too many problems at work to worry about the stock market. We're repotting shrubs and trees, receiving new orders of perennials and still don't have the new HP #2 computer in-place and functioning, with our copy of GardenWare® running, the software which does our labels/sign/tags for all of our massive inventory items. We're 2+ weeks behind, and Steffi and Kim will have to work copious overtime just to catch-up for the upcoming 25% Off Fall Sale in September & October. Our always-reliable and highly-professional IT Folks have not delivered the new HP computer and transferred the extensive GardenWare app and data files on to it, as of Thursday, and I'm now getting worried, since we're 2-3 weeks behind in entering data since beginning to repot nursery stock and perennials, and the Fall Sale is rapidly approaching. Steffi & Kim are keeping hand-written lists, and as soon as it's up-and-running, will be entering hundreds of items to print new price tags/labels. Electrical problems which plagued us in the irrigation system controllers are slowly being repaired by Alan, as parts and new units arrive overnight via UPS. I've suffered many burnt-up trees and shrubs, and will have "meager offerings" for the sale, as a result, until the plant material re-leafs-out and becomes salable, once again. Ditto with pending landscape jobs, which had a lot of that now-burnt-up material spec'd into them; we'll have to substitute or use "placemarker pots" until the material is healthy again and it can be installed for our Customers. Plus, my Jeep has both AC and "vacuum leak" (oxymoron) problems, which Endurance Automotive will repair this week, not fixing them last Thursday, after having the vehicle for the entire day.

"God, please grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the Courage to change the things I can; and the Wisdom to know the difference."

Not much I can do about it, except to keep trying to get it all moving to conclusion and us back-on-track to some degree of normalcy. I spent Thursday evening working on Corporate Website Pages, finishing-up last week's "Journal" entry, starting a new one, gathering past "Cabin" entries for my "Novella", and just wanting to go to sleep early, and forget about all the crap at work. I was asleep by 8pm Thursday and my condo cat, Murphy, kept me company. He approved of getting to sleep early, since he sleeps 16+ hours a day, anyway.

I was up at 3:30am on Friday, and had a much-more-than-a-full day ahead of me. I took care of Murphy's water & food needs, made OJ, a quick breakfast and coffee, got revisions for several Landscape Estimates I'd already done, by email from Rich, and saved them to my Cruzer® Flashdrive to take into work, finished prepping the condo for the cleaners to wipe-down the entire kitchen walls/ceiling/splashboards/appliances etc, and left for work in the dark at 4:45am. I opened-up at 5:15 and remembered that I had current LSCP Customers, Rich and other potential LSCP Customers coming-in all day, and that I'd probably not get a lot of the paperwork done, as I'd have work with them. There were repairs to be made to the Zone Controllers for the Nursery Irrigation System, electrical problems with the Main Retail GH fans, a service call by our IT Folks to replace #2 Front Counter unit and get GardenWare up-and-running, revisions to Estimates, errors to fix in another phased Landscape Estimate and 50-60 other things which needed my immediate and undivided attention. There was also a delivery of I was spread way "too thin" to get it all done adequately and completely mistake-free. By 12noon, I just wanted to go home, get back in bed and pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. But that wasn't going to happen.

Bright spot of my Friday (and last 2 weeks): our IT Wizard, Mark arrived at 1pm, installed the new HP unit, restored our two Retail POS and Labeling Systems and all program apps we'd had on the 7-year-old #2 Front Counter unit, whose CPU "shit the bed" a few weeks ago. Now, we're back-in-business as a business, again! I did billing and Landscape Estimate revisions, and helped a couple of customers, while he worked on the computers and we both ate a large 18" cheese/hamburger/onion/mushroom pizza. Now I can sleep better, tonight, though I'm skipping my 8pm Church Meeting, and heading to "The Cabin" after work at 3pm, on Saturday. I decided to pack-up my gear and weapons tonight, so I'd be ready to hit the road right after taking care of Murphy at the condo.

After closing-down the Complex at 5:30pm, Mark and I left through the secret "back-of-property tree exit", as I'd chained the front gate at 3:30 to keep potential customers out while he was working on the computer system; he headed south for Baltimore and I headed north for East York to run a couple of errands, and go home. Murphy was ravenous and extra thirsty, since I usually get home about 2 hours earlier to take care of him. I was just glad to get home, change clothes and relax after a very, very hectic and anxious day. I reset my alarm for 5:30am, determined to go back to sleep for another 2-2¼ hrs after getting-up at 3am to feed and water the cat. It was Saturday and I didn't have to open-up until 7:15, or thereabouts. Kim and Jon wouldn't be in until 8am, Dad would make it in around 9am and Rich had some new Customers coming by at 1:30pm, so there wasn't any rush for me to get in at 5am and get paperwork done; I had it all completed while Mark was working on the Complex' computer intra-net, network. It felt good for a change to not be "rushed by others"; I could even help some walk-in retail folks if we had any.

Okay, I admit it: I have an "addiction": Sherbets – a fruit-flavored, frozen dessert mixture, similar to an ice cream, but with only milk, egg white, or gelatin added; technically not an ice cream since it's much, much lower in fat calories since there's no cream, sugar or carbs in it – and I just can't stop eating it! Black Raspberry, Apricot, Peach, Twisted Cactus, Lemon-Lime-Raspberry, Orange Creamsicle, Rainbow, Watermelon, Pineapple, Lime, Orange Dream, Rainbow, Mango, Tangerine, Lime Rickey, Cranberry, Wild Cherry, Pomegranate, Blueberry, Strawberry, Pineapple-Coconut, Blackberry, Red Raspberry, Pink Lemonade and on and on it goes. Help me, someone! (Want some?)

Okay, okay, so I bought 19 assorted half-gallons of Sherbet and stockpiled them too, in my Kenmore 14.8 CuFt, top-loading freezer in the garage with all the 8oz & 10oz Allen Bros Filet Mignons, containers of homemade Sweet Basil Pesto Sauce & Butternut Squash Soup with Brown Butter, Sage and Nutmeg Creme Fraiche, country bacon & Italian pork products, pastas & stuffed raviolis, imported cheeses, vegs etc; so what? I finished-off the last of the Black Raspberry on Thursday evening, instead of a fattening late dinner, and was asleep by 8:45pm. Life is good, once again.

Up 2-3x during the night with the weird "Bladerunner" dreams, I fed & watered Murphy at 2:45, I have seen things, few people wouldn't believe – a young mother cat suckling her newborn kittens, tornadoes & hurricanes up-close and personal, hummingbird families in their tiny nests, Spring grass blades poking through a fresh "onion snow", active volcanoes on Hawaii, a Space Shuttle launch which exploded – all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain, when I die. sat on the edge of the bed, had a smoke and "analyzed" my dreams, but couldn't make any sense out of their disjointed parts and pieces. Maybe a "shrink" could, but I didn't have one handy. I went back to sleep until the alarm at 5:30am. That was 2+ hours of nice, peaceful sleep. I wonder why the previous hours were so disjointed and unnerving. No matter, as I'm not a shrink and have forgotten all about its same, multiple recurrences. Must be "something there which speaks to me".

Getting back up at 5:00, I watered Murphy again, made OJ, Eggs Benedict with Grits w/ Butter & Sea Salt for breakfast, and my Turkish-Grind, French Roast, Drip Coffee in the Chemex® Drip System. Yes, I love grits even though I wasn't raised on them and didn't really start eating them until I moved back to Pennsylvania, 21+ years ago. Try to find "grits on the menu" in NYC at any restaurant, will you? A few "diners or dives" might have them, but you'd have to go to southern "Joisey" to find them, otherwise.

Saturday was busy, relative to all previous 90-95°F Saturdays we've had in June and July, since it was cloudy and only 77°F. We're booked-up for landscape jobs now through August 25th, and more people are stopping-by to inquire about design and various new home landscape work. We're also getting some pretty nice referrals too, from Landscape Customers we've just done jobs for, in the past few weeks. But all tree digging and installation of B&B tree/shrub material is "on hold" for right now, until "The Unending Drought From Hell" finally ends, and ground and air temps drop into the 70-75°F range. It's just not safe to dig and plant. OTOH, containerized (potted) trees are a whole 'nother story, as they can easily be installed right now, and should be, providing they get copiously-watered every other day for 1-2hrs, at a slow-stream, drip rate. I'm hoping that things cool-off in September enough so that we can safely dig and install a backlog of B&B (balled and burlapped) trees in the "Hold" Folder at the Front Counter.

Rich was in with a new landscape Customer and I provided him with a hot, new lead for Monday. It was a fairly busy retail day, with a large purchase coming just 20 minutes before we were going to close, so Kim and I hurried it through, with Dad's help, and got it done, closed-down and home for the day. I went back to my condo, fed & watered Murphy for the 1¼ days I'd be up north at "The Cabin", and left for I-83 north. (Jump down to The “Virtual Cabin” – A Novella; if you please.)

I got back to the York area from "The Cabin" around 7pm, stopped at WEIS Market in East York to pick-up a short list of food items, got back to the condo and unpacked, F&W'd Murphy, who was very happy to see me back. My condo's rain gauge read 6/10th". Nice. Tomorrow would be here very quickly and we had a very busy next 2-3 weeks ahead of us, with new work looking very promising to fill out the rest of August. I was asleep by 8pm, as t-storms approached from the west. We can sure use the rain, although the ground is so baked and concrete-like, it comes down so hard and fast that 95% of it runs-off into the creeks, streams and rivers and York County's 2 Reservoirs, Lakes Redman & Lake Williams. We get very little net-benefit from the rain.

I was up at 4am on Monday, much to Murphy's chagrin, as he wanted me up at 3am, F&W'd him, made OJ, a quick breakfast and coffee, and left for work in the dark at 5:15, again. The Nursery Irrigation System, which was screwed-up on , had been shut-off by me on Saturday, and we got almost 2" of rain on both Saturday and Sunday nights from passing t-storms, according to the rain gauges. I reset/reactivated the system and it'll now run on its own for the 13 Zones. Steffi & Kim worked on inputting newly-repotted/upsized nursery stock, plus a new load of several hundred 1-gal perennials/nursery stock from one of our suppliers, into GardenWare, to make new labels and price tags, before the Fall Sale hits us in September and October. Oh, shit crap; we again (4th time) got "The BSOD" (Blue Screen Of Death) – beginning physical memory dump – on the 2nd-newest (installed in June) HP unit at Front Counter #1 Register, while Steffi and Kim were working on the Inventory. I called Mark & Joann to let them know, and get some quick help. We can use #2 Computer (installed last Friday 8/5/11) to do the work, but the BSOD can be/is a serious matter, if left un-repaired. I rebooted the #1 unit, and they continued working without further incident, so far. I'll be on it with Mark, on Tuesday to let him "remotely work on it" from his office, via a special connection. That's how we repaired it before, but that hasn't worked so well, apparently. Methinks there's "something else going on" inside that unit.

New, much-needed, embroidered t-shirts (L & XL; I have plenty of Ms) arrived from Snyder & Co, Red Lion, PA, thanks to Jerry & Bonnie Snyder, long-time (21 year) Friends and Customers. I can heartily-recommend them for anything and everything your company ever needs.

Alan and Arthur worked on a large hardscape/landscape job over in nearby Glen Rock (PA), while Jon was out for the day. They returned around 2:15pm, and I stayed until almost 4pm, working on Corporate Website Page changes, doing paperwork and paying some bills. I left, took the in-process Website Pages home on my Cruzer® Flashdrive, and made several stops on the way home, F&W'd Murphy, and worked on them until 8:45pm, and called it a day. Murphy was more than ready for sleep, after many more waterings than usual.

Up 3x during the night, I kept thinking of "things I had to get done", and always keep a pen and pad of paper on the bedroom's dresser, to write stuff down. I had ¼ page by 4am, when I finally got back-up for keeps, F&W'd Murphy, made breakfast and coffee, and left for work at 5:15am. My Jeep had to be in again at Endurance Automotive in nearby Rinely (PA), for some work, now that they had all the parts available from last week's aborted service appointment, and I still had lots of paperwork to finish-up for the day, plus Corporate & "Journal" Web Pages to work on. I stopped at Sheetz® for more coffee and Marlboros®, and opened-up around 5:45am. I also had to get our recently-arrived PA HIC License (Registered Home Improvement Contractor #403) framed at Michael's Framing Gallery, near The Galleria in East York, after work. There were also several on-site appointments I needed to call and set-up, for Alan and I to visit next week. Busy day.

Most people doesn't have trouble seeing what's and right and wrong; doing it is something complicated, but knowing what's right is usually isn't so hard.

Alan, Arthur & Jon left to work on the hardscape (125 SqFt flagstone walk) and greenscape (front of house landscaping) job over in Glen Rock, but somehow I knew we all were going to get rained-out. A massive group of *red & orange weather cells* were heading our way from eastern OH/western PA, and hit us around 10:15am. It poured almost 2" in 1¼ hours, so we closed-down early, I got my Jeep back from the service after the rain, and got home around 2pm. Murphy was F&W'd, and appreciative of the extra meal he'd get as a result of me getting home early. My cleaning lady and her husband had finished their work and left, so I took a short "2-hour nap" on the LR couch. Murphy was sitting on my chest when I woke at 4:30, licking my face; it was time to get up and he needed feeding/watering.

That done, I watched Tom Selleck in "Jesse Stone: Night Passage" DVD, one that I'd seen before – along with "Death In Paradise", "No Remorse" and "Sea Change" – and knowing that I had 4 others in the CBS' 2006 Series on the way from Amazon.com, which should be here this week. I was getting "overloaded" with emails from people asking about trees and wanting them dug and installed right now, which I can't do, due to the "Unending Drought From Hell" and terrible heat" ground and air temps are far too hot to do any digging. We're going to have to wait until "leaf drop" or frost to do any digging of planted trees. That's a horticultural fact and just the way it is. Otherwise, the trees will go into shock and die, and I'm not taking any chances since I'd have to replace them. I answered all the emails, to that effect and then shut it down; I just wasn't in the mood to deal with any customers' requests at 7pm. I'll deal with it tomorrow.

I laid-out everything I needed for breakfast/coffee for the morning, and listened to "The Savage Nation" on local WSBA 910-AM, from 6-9pm EST. I was truly ready for sleep, and Murphy was in complete agreement. I decided to open the Dbl-Door Canon GunSafe and check scope/sight batteries tomorrow, get replacements for all, plus add some 25-round mags for my AR-10 .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO), with the Leupold Gold Dot Mark 4 CQ/T Scope, and .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO) ammo (in the new 25-round magazines), from Freedom Armory, and then I'll be ready for when TSHTF, coming sooner than I'd thought, based upon what's happening in Wisconsin and many places elsewhere in the world. It's coming here, all too soon, sadly. Just wait until we get nearer the 2012 General Election, and the "welfare/union/Medicaid crowd" wants ∅bummer-sambo-boy kept in-place so their leaching-off-the-rest of-us "benefits" aren't cut. Riots and mayhem will prevail, almost everywhere they cab stir it up. You'd better be prepared to defend yourself, your Family, home and lives of neighbors and friends.

I shut-down the computer around 7:45pm, and called it a day. Even with the 2-hour nap, I could fall asleep easily, and did. T-storm rolled through around 11pm, but didn't bother me, though they scared the crap out of Murphy, and he dove under the covers for "protection". Glad to help, Murph!

On Wednesday, I was up at 3am with without the alarm clock's aid and Murphy was still sleeping soundly. After making OJ, breakfast, and coffee, Murphy joined me, was F&W'd, and he went back to sleep on one of the Sunroom chairs. I scanned the weather and news sites, with the rest of the week, until at least Saturday, to be in the low-80s and much less humid after the cold front blew through last night. I can easily "take that" after what we've been through these past months. We had another ¼-day to finish-up the job in Glen Rock, though they'd be there most of the day with myriad details, and we could get on to much-needed repotting of containerized nursery stock for the balance of the week. Now that GardenWare was functioning again on the new HP unit at Register #2, the labels/sign/tags would go quickly and I wasn't so worried about the upcoming Fall Sale, less than 3 weeks away. The newspaper ads would be breaking in 2+ weeks and we had to be ready.

I stopped at Sheetz® on my way into work, to get more coffee and Marlboros®, and opened-up at 5:45am, emptied the building waste cans, opened the buildings and GHs, and sorted through my additional email which had arrived overnight. It seems that everything I tag as "junk" still makes it into my Inbox, and I have to delete it again, dammit. I also get the same emails at home as I do at the Office, which makes me delete/tag-as-junk everything, t-w-i-c-e. This "Google-Mail Garbage", which my web hoster, Modern Tymes uses, truly sucks a-bag-of-dogshit. I'm looking around for another hosting service which doesn't use that crap. DoubleDog Communications (formerly York InterNet), in York doesn't, and I'll be calling them next week to chat about moving my corporate and personal sites. They're my ISP, as Modern Tymes used to be before they sold out to DoubleDog years ago.

Yes, I'm now an officially-registered, proud Tea Party Patriot®! Here's my page at their Website. Not much there yet, but I just joined and am working on changing stuff on that page.

Wednesday was a slow retail day, and I spent some time and money at Freedom Armory buying extra magazines and ammo for my AR-10 and Kimber 1911 .45cal ACP, for when TSHTF, plus I ordered a 1,000-round case of some "very special ammo" for my Henry Big Boy .357 Magnum lever-action repeater. Dad and Steffi were in, the Landscape crew was at the 3-4 day job in Glen Rock, and I checked all scope and sight batteries, ammo etc in my huge Canon Dbl-Door GunSafe. I'm really ready for "it", when it comes here. I closed at 3pm and stopped at Michael's to pick-up a frame for our PA State HIC Certificate, which needs to be displayed prominently in the Main Retail Building, as well as have copies for each of the Company Trucks onboard, on our Corporate Website, in ads etc. It's the law.

I received 5 DVDs from Amazon.com via USPS on Wednesday – 4 were the "Jesse Stone" Detective Series (CBS-TV) and 1 was "The Sacketts", all with Tom Selleck – and I watched "Jesse Stone: Thin Ice", 7th in the 2009 CBS Series. I wished I'd have known about I have a new "addiction": Sherbets – a frozen fruit-flavored, frozen dessert mixture, similar to an ice, but with milk, egg white, or gelatin added; technically NOT an ice cream since it's much, much lower in fat calories – and I just can't stop eating them! Apricot, Peach, Black Raspberry, Twisted Cactus, Lemon-Lime-Raspberry, Orange-Creamsicle, Watermelon, Pineapple, Lime, Orange Dream, Rainbow, Mango, Lime-Rickey, Tangerine, Blackberry, Pineapple-Coconut, Cranberry, Red Raspberry, Wild Cherry, Pink Lemonade, Key Lime, Blueberry, Orange, Strawberry and on and on it goes. that series when it was on TV, as it would have changed my mind about watching Network TV, which I haven't for many years. I'm still waiting for "The Blue Bloods: Full Season 1" – to be released and arrive in September, as ordered – until then, I have 3 more new "Jesse Stone" DVDs, plus 4 others I received previously, to watch and re-watch. Life is good. Well, it was good, until I checked the market: the DJIA closed down another -519.83pts (4.62%) for the day, so I decided to watch "Jesse Stone: Stone Cold", eat some more Sherbet than usual and drink some Ocean Spray® Diet Blueberry-Pomegranate Juice. Jesse Stone may have his addiction to Scotch, but I have mine to Sherbet and Diet Juice. I gave-up all alcohol on January 10th, and Wednesday the 10th was my 7th month of sobriety. No, I'm not thinking about how delicious a 30-year old Scotch would taste, right now. Not at all, despite the woeful financial news. Nope; not at all. Nuh-uh. Not me.

I F&W'd Murphy twice between 4:15 and 8:30, before hitting the sack at 9:45pm. He was very hungry and thirsty; even more so than usual. A most peaceful, I-don't-remember-any-weird-dreams night, BTW.

Up at 3:15am, I F&W'd Murphy, made breakfast and coffee, scanned the weather and news sites, decided to soon "deactivate" my worthless Facebook Account, checked the "13+ MS Computer Patches" due to arrive today for all machines, and left for work in the dark. I stopped at Sheetz® on my way into work, to get more coffee and Marlboros®, and opened-up at 5:45am, emptied the building waste cans, opened the rest of the buildings and GHs, hung our newly-framed (by me) HIC Certificate, re-arranged/re-hung the many plaques and certificates on the Main Retail Building's inside front walls, replaced 3 burnt-out outdoor light bulbs, met with Alan and Arthur about the ongoing job in Glen Rock – which they'd finish-up by 11am – and told them what I needed done on Friday, so I could work with Steffi to re-price/re-tag conifers (evergreens) in the growing field, plus cut-down those which have gotten too large for us to dig and sell. We have a lot of re-potting to do, to get ready for the upcoming Fall Sale. Plants outgrow their pots, become "rootbound" and don't hold water for the plant, and turn brown (damaged or dead), if not caught early enough and "stepped-up" into larger pots with additional, new-nutrient-rich soils. By 7:30am, I was already tired and wanted to go back to sleep. But I had a full day ahead.

After looking at the calendar, I just realized that there are only 3 more Sundays off for me, and I go back to a 7-day-a-week work schedule, for September & October. Shit! Darnit! I really enjoy my 1-frigging-day-off-a-week, whereas everyone else has 2-3 days off a week. If I hadn't already placed the extensive and expensive newspaper ads, I'd cancel Sundays and just have the 25% Off Fall Sale on Mondays through Saturdays only. Too damned late now. Crap.

Just one more reason why I don't eat out at local restaurants, anymore. I can easily "out-chef" 99% of all the chefs in the York area, and I don't need the extra bacteria, rodent or insect droppings etc.

I closed-down at 2:30 Thursday, as I was so tired from getting-up so early, I was nodding-off in my Office comfy chair – no AC running since I had the desk fan and it was finally a comfortable day outside – after finishing all the myriad paperwork, which made my eyes glaze-over. I was getting very sleepy on the ride home, despite having consumer 7-8 cups of coffee all throughout the day, and after watering & feeding Murphy, I took a shower, changed clothes, did laundry and laid down on the LR couch for a "nap". I didn't even bother to finish this week's "Journal"; I could give a crap until later tonight when I wasn't so tired.

After a 2¼-hours, I finished laundry, packed my gear and weapons to go to "The Cabin" after work on Saturday at 3pm, watched Tom Selleck in "Jesse Stone: Innocents Lost", had a large bowl of "Twisted Cactus" Sherbet, and was asleep by 8:30pm. Murphy was already there, waiting for me. 3:30am would come early, I had a busy day ahead at work on Friday, my 8pm Church Board Meeting and wanted desperately not to go to work on Saturday. But that was out of the question; we needed the work and some potential Landscape Customers would be coming-by to tag plants with me for their upcoming jobs next week. I also had more damned paperwork to get finished before leaving at 3pm. Life went from good to "just okay", once more.

The “Virtual Cabin” – A Novella

After leaving my condo in East York, and heading north on I-83 to the Dauphin County exit for Adam's Junction, I made my way to Roy's Shell Gas & Service Station just off the exit to fill-up, and went inside to see if Roy was around. It was 15:15hrs (3:15pm).

If you remember from last weekend, I found his son Randy, dead on my Cabin's porch-deck, from a double 12ga shotgun blast to the chest and face, ostensibly over a drug deal gone bad. Randy was also my long-time "Cabin & Jenny-sitter", snowplower, woodsplitter and all-around handyman, but I had no idea he might be using my property or Cabin for anything nefarious. The box of Oxycontin etc drugs I'd found in his "new $60,000 pick-up truck" told me otherwise. Capt Clay would tell me a lot more, this If I didn't invent "The Virtual Cabin" to escape to, I'd have gone nuts over a year ago, with all the burdens the lousy economy and political traitors in DC have foisted upon me and my business. Although "virtual" when I'm there, it's "real" to me and I "come back" refreshed and ready for another week in the so-called "real world". weekend, after having had a chance to investigate the murder of Randy, and my shooting/killing of the 2 bad guys who did it, immediately upon my arrival at The Cabin, last Saturday afternoon. The DEA, FBI, IRS, PA State Police, CSI and AJPD were all in on this one; it was part of a large distribution ring in the Mid-Atlantic & Northeast Regions, and apparently they had some "questions" for Roy, but were unable to locate him.

Roy wasn't there; he'd gone to Randy's private family funeral on Thursday, and left the state with his brother from Ohio, leaving his manager and two ass't managers in-charge. I drove on to The Cabin, hoping not to find another scene like last weekend. Up the long, gravel drive, I didn't see anything unusual when I arrived. The grass meadow needed cutting and I'd need to contact Tony at Bev & Tony's General Store about finding a "replacement" for Randy, as the mowing was one of his "many paid jobs" for me. Tony had taken care of Jenny and The Cabin this past week, and I would be going into town after seeing Jenny, unpacking the Jeep, and getting The Cabin going. I disarmed the building and went inside to see Jenny; at least she was happy to see me and almost knocked me over again. I fed and watered her, brought-in my gear and weapons, turned-on the AC and unpacked. No sooner had I decided to leave for Adam's Junction to talk to Tony, Capt Clay called on my cellphone, and asked if I was in town yet; I said I'd just arrived, needed to meet with Tony to get some caretaking issues settled, and that I'd stop by his AJPD Office immediately afterward. Fine by him, and I left for town.

After meeting with Tony & Bev, they guided me to a handyman of theirs, who could easily fill Randy's shoes, and then some. His name was William Becker, and he'd been friends with Bev & Tony for many, many years, as well as being their snowplower, woodcutter, handyman etc, too. They gave me a number and I thanked them as I left, having bought a carton of Marlboros, bread, milk, a fresh 1-lb bag of French Roast Beans, Turkish-Ground (powder) in their store's industrial coffee-grinding machine. I called William on the way to Capt Clay's Office and talked with him. He would be happy to have the work and could do all of Randy's "chores" and whatever else I'd ask of him. I needed the meadow mowed ASAP, and Jenny and The Cabin cared-for as well as a boatload of other things, which would be coming-up fast. We'd meet and I'd review it all with him, on Sunday after he'd come back from Church. He'd come to The Cabin around 1pm and I'd have it all laid-out on a calendar-type schedule. I could do that at the AJPD if Clay would let me use one of their computers and MS-Word for 15-20 minutes. It was now 4pm.

I stopped at the AJPD, put on my dark, navy-blue Deputy Sheriff Baseball Cap, embroidered with "Deputy Sheriff" on the front, and on the back above the adjustable strap, parked in #7 space, and went inside to be greeted by newly-promoted Sgt Alex at the Front Desk, and by Deputies Tim, Jon, Alan, Lee and Arthur heading-out for patrol duty on their respective shifts. They were all smiles and shook my hand vigorously. Happy crew, I thought to myself. Clay came out and escorted me back to his Office. I was further impressed at how he'd furnished the multiple rooms and all the work which had been done to the Station inside, since I was here last weekend. All the new electronics, offices, lighting, conference, storage, evidence, holding rooms etc were finished and fully-occupied. The $1,500,000+ State/ Federal Grant had really paid-off for the AJPD and Town Hall; I wondered "what he now owed and to whom", for it, but wouldn't ask that particular question just yet. There would be a time that I would need to, but it wasn't right now. He began to fill me in on Randy's case.

I was stunned at what he told me, from the case folder and his desk computer: that Randy and his father, Roy, had been covertly-involved with the Holtzapples and Groves in an Oxy and Meth distribution ring, and that's where Roy had gotten all the "unaccounted-for money" to expand his gas/service-station/towing business, buy the adjoining property and build the motel next door to it. The DEA, BATFE, IRS and PA State Bureau of Narcotics Investigation Units had been watching them for a long time, tapping phone lines, monitoring bank accounts, checking contractors and realtors etc, to quietly build this case. Randy's shooting and death brought it all out; my shooting/ killing of the two Holtzapples (Joe & Benny) at my Cabin last weekend, precipitated the Feds going into action before their investigation was fully-completed, but they had enough evidence on Roy and Randy, tying them both to the drug ring. I felt my chin hit my lap, and Clay noticed, too.

I had no idea until I saw that new GMC $60,000 pick-up truck of Randy's, Roy's business expansion and new motel business, and suddenly all of this made sense and tied-itself together quite nicely. I'd been duped by Randy using my property as a meeting place for distribution deals, but the Feds knew all about it, and I was easily-absolved of involvement and liability, and the property and Cabin were in no danger of confiscation by them. I needed confirmation of that from the Feds, and If you live long enough, you have regrets, and the ones that "nag" at you the most, are the ones where you knew you had a choice. The very same ones where you knew you could have stopped yourself; the very same ones where you looked into a mirror, and everything good inside yourself said, "Don't do this". It all hit me like a ton of bricks. immediately put a call in to my personal/corporate attorney in York, Marc Robinson, ESQ, who'd get in touch with his contacts in the Atty General's Office, right away. He called back in 15 minutes, while Clay and I were still reviewing details of the ever-expanding case, and confirmed what Clay had said: I and the 43-acre Property and Cabin were safe from any prosecution. I'd be a willing witness for the Gov't, at their request and subpoena, and I had no problem with that at all.

Capt Clay also told me that they'd captured the two shooters, now charged with a double murder in the convenience store shootings last Sunday afternoon, in the pick-up I'd spotted and followed to the white farmhouse, on the northside of Town. They'd been arraigned and confined without bail, to county jail until their trial in October.

He also told me that the new weapons would be arriving by armored car and PA State Police Troopers on Friday, September 2nd, and that he'd store them for me, in the new secure Storage Room, until I came to get them on Saturday, Sept 3rd, for testing and shooting lessons, early Sunday morning at my Cabin's Outdoor Shooting Range, though the State Police would prefer I use their Official Harrisburg Range, but that was too far to travel and leave Adam's Junction unguarded. It'd take several shifts and I just didn't have the time to do it, with having to get back Monday evening for work on Tuesday, after the 3-day Labor Day Holiday Weekend. 15 cases of assorted ammo would accompany the full-auto, high-powered rifles, semi-automatic shotguns and semi-automatic pistols, for my use in training his force.

Bewildered by it all, I asked Clay if I could use one of the office computers to generate a 2011-2012 monthly calendar in MS-Word, for my meeting with "handyman", William Becker and Clay told me to use the new Front Counter HP unit and laser printer. He'd known Becker for many years, and quickly-vouched for him, as Bev & Tony had done; I felt better about hiring him. I got done what I needed and headed back to The Cabin, to get some dinner, although my appetite was somewhat lacking after hearing almost 1¼hrs of these two cases. I couldn't do this stuff for a "living", I decided. I'd had a 10oz Allen Bros® Filet Mignon thawed, so the rest would be easy. Everything in my Kitchen, Kitchen Table & Pantry, 'fridge, freezer and larder was there. I just had to work an appetite back-up again after being stunned at hearing what Clay told me.

I decided to go for a short drive around the quaint old village of Adam's Junction's north residential area, and then through its southern residential area. I really loved those old, and so well-cared-for homes and properties. The short drive turned into an hour's "excursion", as I stopped at Old Mrs Patagonia's Bakery to pick-up some "Hot Cross Sticky Buns" just before she closed at 19:00hrs (7pm). I also walked around several blocks looking in various stores on the south end of AJ's Main Street, to see if anything was new. Then I headed back to The Cabin. Now, I was hungry once again, not having eaten since breakfast at 5am.

I fired-up my Vulcan 6-Burner Gas Range & Oven's Grill for the 10oz Allen Bros "Prime" Filet Mignon w/ melted Maytag® Bleu Cheese, made Oven-Roasted Russet Potatoes (with skin-on) cut in 1" pieces, drizzled w/ EVOO and Kosher Sea Salt, sautéed onions & roasted red peppers, Tomato Basil Pasta, Garden Bean Salad, Jello® Mousse for dessert and Ocean Spray® Diet Blueberry-Pomegranate Juice. I was more than full, and had "shared" part of the steak with Jenny, who inhaled it. I did the dishes and put them in the double-sink rack to dry.

I didn't have a chance to get a shower and some fresh clothes when I'd arrived, as events had happened too fast, so now I was going to do that and sit around in my Turkish Bathrobe and do some reading in the Living Room. The shower felt great and I was very tired from the day's length and persistent activity, so I'd definitely be getting to sleep sometime well before 10pm. I fed and watered Jenny one more time, so she'd have plenty to eat and drink overnight, as she's a "snacker", like my condo cat, Murphy is, during the night. He also gets an extra portion of food and water for "overnight snacking".

I laid-out everything I needed for tomorrow's breakfast, as I usually do, so there'd be no "fumbling around" for what I'd want to cook in the Kitchen, tomorrow morning. I had breakfast firmly-envisioned and the Dining Room table set for it. Now the yawns were setting-in and it was time to call it a day-and-a-half. It was starting to thunder, lightening and rain, as the forecast for t-storms from my Cabin's Professional-Grade Weather Station were now moving through the area. I armed the building, checked the front/rear spotlight arrays, turned-up the AC to 77°F and headed to bed at 21:15hrs (9:15pm), with Jenny close behind. I was just hoping that there'd be no "weird dreams" to contend with tonight, as I'd had enough of it last night. My Kimber 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP is on the nightstand, right next to me, with 3 extra 8-round magazines. And always within reach, even when I shower.

Up once during the night, due to the t-storms' thunderous noise, I checked the electrical panel and no breakers had been thrown, yet. There is a very reliable Cabin back-up solar generator, so I don't worry about power at all. I was back up at 05:00hrs (5am) and felt like crap the next morning. It took a while to build an appetite. Maybe I ate too much for dinner the night before, so I just made coffee to start. I fed and watered Jenny, and she went to her Kodiak Bearskin and curled-up for some sleep. I wanted to take her for a walk down the driveway to get some fresh air and let her "do her business" in the meadow grass, alongside the long, gravel drive to The Cabin. I'd cleaned-out her litter boxes on the rubber tarp in the 2nd Bedroom, so she was good for a few more days, until I met with William to give him "the schedule" for taking care of the dog and Cabin and all the other "chores", at 13:00hrs (1pm).

I went out on to the deck to the left of the porch, and sat down at the picnic table with my coffee and .45, but the humidity was like being back in VietNam again: 95%, at least. It just hung in the air over the 4-acre meadow and obscured most of the treetops and anything beyond 300-400ft. I was 6:15am, and I wished now that I'd gone back to bed after F&W Jenny, at least for a few more hours. At least my minor back pain, from the fall in the torrential rain at the Complex a few weeks ago, had subsided, thanks to the aspirin. I decided to go inside, get dressed and drive into town and watch people going to Church, from the west side of AJ's Town Square. I loaded the Beowulf .50cal with an EoTech Red Dot Scope, and and 10 extra 11-round mags of 335gr .50cal rounds (causing massive damage to whatever it hits inside of 200yds), into the Jeep's backseat in its carrying bag, grabbed my new Deputy Sheriff's Baseball Cap, my Deputy Sheriff Badge & ID, extra mags for the Kimber .45cal, armed The Cabin and headed for town. It was 08:00hrs (8am).

I stopped at the AJPD & Town Hall and checked-in with the Front Desk Deputy, Alan, and new Dispatcher, Ruth, who'd just been hired to replace Mary Ellen, who was now on "maternity leave". Capt Clay was at Church with his family and wouldn't be in until around 9:45am, so I told them I'd be available by radio or cellphone, in case of an emergency, but that I had a 1pm meeting with my new "handyman", William, at The Cabin, and probably would be leaving the area by 6-7pm. I left and drove to west side of AJ's Town Square, parking diagonally right in front of the bench I'd staked-out. One of my "little Town Square friends" immediately descended on the area and I fed him, and several others who joined him, from a 2-lb bag of shelled peanuts. One of them sat on the bench right next to me and held-out a clawed paw for more nuts, and I gave him all he could eat. Their little cheeks were bulging, and then they all scurried away as people started moving through The Square.

My Cabin's Weather Station indicated, just before I left, that we'd had 1½" of rain overnight, a temp of 73°F and 98% humidity; very, very uncomfortable. The First National Bank's Clock read 09:45hrs (9:45am) and 79°F, but nothing beyond that. Every time the sun peeked through, it became stiflingly hot and miserably humid. Luckily, I was sitting under a massive Maple Tree's shade on the bench, and it wasn't as bad as it could have been out in the sun. The clouds were low, since Adam's Junction is 3,200ft up in the mountains, and with the massive local trees' canopy shade, it's quite tolerable.

I wished that Tim Swanson and I had planted 30 much larger "Princeton®" American Elms on my 43-acre secluded property last Fall, so I could enjoy the shade faster, but at a 3-4ft growth rate per year, the 30gal (14-16ft units we'd installed) would "get there" just in time for me to be sitting on the front porch of "Autumn House" with a drool bucket taped to my chin, being fed oatmeal and grits, since all my teeth had probably fallen-out by then. Heh; just kidding. The 18 Elms lining both sides of my 1,000ft stone driveway were already 22-25ft tall and beginning to "canopy-up", as were the ones around The Cabin and especially the one shading the left-side of The Cabin, large deck & picnic table. I was pleased with Tim's and my efforts, considering what undersized equipment we had to work with in just two short weekends. I've religiously fed them all copious quantities of Espoma®'s acidic Holly-Tone® Fertilizer, to help them grow and develop even more quickly than usual. Cutting-down 30-40 native junk tees, by Billy Knaut, local arborist & tree-cutter, was a wise decision since most were diseased, and could have fallen upon The Cabin in the certain coming Spring/Summer/Fall or Winter storms.

While having a smoke, I noticed 2 clapped-out pick-ups moving quickly through the Bank & Maple Streets' intersection, both running the 4-way red light and almost causing several accidents. I jumped into the my 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee "Laredo", and sped after them, careful not to cause any moving traffic situations. They pulled-over at the Rite-Aid® Drugstore, which was closed. Two went around back carrying satchels, and two sat in their truck, right at the storefront. I radioed to the AJPD Dispatcher that a "possible 2-11" (armed robbery/ burglary) was about to happen, the location, number of perps, their positions etc. Ruth said Capt Clay & Sgt Alex were now "on it", and 2 other Deputies were nearby and would respond in their Police Cruisers. I pulled-over and parked across the street, about 10 stores east of the drugstore. My guess is that they were after the inside Pharmacy Dept's supplies of narcotics and, since the town was pretty much deserted from people being at Church and back home for lunch, it would be an ideal time to do a hit-and-run. They, or someone else, had probably "cased-out-the-place" and would know exactly where they'd be going inside and what to grab.

Sgt Alex and Deputy Jon had the back of the store, while Capt Clay, Deputy Arthur and I had the front. They'd parked their Cruisers around the corner, at my request, so as not to give away my position. I had my Beowulf .50cal with an EoTech Red Dot Scope, and and 10 extra 11-round mags of 335gr .50cal rounds out and sighted-in on the waiting pick-up and on the storefront glass doors. The Beowulf's .50cal 335gr HP (hollow-point) ammo can stop a vehicle dead, and any living thing downrange is pure hamburger, causing massive damage and/or instant death to whatever/whomever it hits, inside of 200yds. These 4 idiots had no idea of what was about to happen if they came into my sights. Clay, Alex and the 2 Deputies has standard Police-issued 12ga Remy 870 Pumps, though nice weapons, pretty much useless at this range. Their .38cal sidearms were also crap. All that would change in a few weeks, after their new "arsenal" arrived and I taught them how to use it all to great effect.

Sure enough, gunfire erupted from the back and inside of the store; the 2 perps had set-off the alarm, grabbed the narcotics and tried to get out the back door, but the 2 Deputies forced them back inside. Then, they smashed the front doors and ran out on to the sidewalk, while the 2 others motioned for them to get into the back of their truck. I aimed at the rear truck tires and flattened both. Then I shot both men from the store, who had their sawed-off 12ga shotguns out and were carrying overflowing bags of Rx drugs, blowing one back through the door and the other tumbling-down the sidewalk. It was "colorful", to say the least. Several unexpected pedestrian shoppers ducked into storefront alcoves for cover, while I fired 3 more 335gr rounds into the truck's engine compartment, smashing the engine and making escape impossible. Both men threw their shotguns out of the truck and put their hands-up. It was over, as Clay and Arthur secured their weapons, cuffed them both to the truck and checked the 2 dead perps. Meanwhile, Alex and Jon came running out of the store, while I still had it all sighted-in; then I put the Beowulf down, unchambered the .50cal round and detached the magazine. I put it away in the Jeep, locked it, unholstered my Kimber .45cal, and walked over to the store and scene of carnage. Two Memorial Hospital Ambulances & 4 EMTs arrived, along with the Pumper & 5 Firemen from the AJ Fire Dep't, to clean-off the sidewalk and storefront, after pics had been shot, diagrams made and statements recorded. By now, the street was filled with 6-7 Police Cruisers, 2 Ambulances, a Fire truck and more units were on the way, as I could hear sirens in the distance. I slumped against Clay's Cruiser and sat on the ground, making sure I had my Badge/ID with me, and my Deputy Sheriff's Baseball Cap on.

I overheard the Ambulance EMTs and Firemen commenting about "what a mess that .50cal causes to the human body", "it's overkill" and "we're always the ones to have to clean-up the messes", but I could give a good rat's ass. The perps were also armed and would have shot and killed all of us, had I not done what I did. I've done it with either the Beowulf .50cal or my AR-10 .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO), with the Leupold Gold Dot Mark 4 CQ/T Scope, and .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO) ammo in the new 20-round magazines, on numerous occasions. Soon, Capt Clay and his Police Force would have matching weapons, and be able to fend for themselves, after my tutelage and much practice on their part.

Two PA State Troopers arrived in separate Cruisers. It was now 11:40hrs (11:40am), and I had a 13:00hrs (1pm) meeting back at The Cabin. Clay said he had enough information from me and that I could go; if he needed anything further, he'd be in touch. I left as the Fire truck began hosing-down the area after the bodies had been "tagged & bagged" and removed to the Ambulances, glass swept-up, the 2 other scumbags given their Miranda Rights carted away to jail for arraignment in the back of Sgt Alex' Cruiser, followed by Deputies Jon and Arthur, and some workmen arrived to board-up the (former) glass doors and large storefront windows. One of the pedestrian shoppers who ducked into a storefront when the shooting started, had apparently "pissed himself" and was giving Capt Clay a "raft-of-shit" about the incident, being forced to stand there and give his statement to the AJPD. Heh; what a schmuck.

I drove back through town and south on the road back to The Cabin, to clean the Beowulf .50cal, fed & water Jenny, and to get ready for my meeting with William, my new "handyman" replacement for Randy. It was 14:25hrs (12:25pm) and I had the "calendar schedule" for the next 10 months filled-out, for what I'd need William to do on a daily, weekly and monthly basis. So it was just a matter of reviewing it all, agreeing on compensation and giving him a key and alarm combination for The Cabin. He showed-up at 12:55hrs (12:55pm) – I like early rather than late – and we had our meeting; the work and compensation was agreeable with him, and I hired him on-the-spot. I told him he starts tonight after I leave at 18:00hrs (6pm). We shook hands, exchanged cellphone/home and my office phone numbers, and he left. After changing bed linens, doing a load of laundry, putting away the breakfast dishes, cleaning the bathroom and doing some vacuuming, I was drained, and after the morning's events, decided to take a "short nap" on the LR Couch.

I woke-up at 16:30hrs (4:30pm), and started packing for the *quick trip* back to York. I was always sorry to see my visits here end, and I'd look forward to the next time I could get away, even for a short time. (Please Jump Back Up To "Around The Garden Center".)

muslim "Heritage" In America?

Ol' pigshit-for-no-brains, Barack Hussein ∅bummer, during his Cairo speech, said: "I know, too, that islam has always been a part of America's story." Say what, ∅bummer?

First, let's get this straight: islam is NOT A RELIGION; IT IS A POLITICAL SYSTEM OF TOTAL AND ABSOLUTE CONTROL over its mindless adherents, dumbass sambo boy.

Really? Were those muslims that were in America when the Pilgrims first landed? Funny, I thought they were Native American Indians. Were those muslims that celebrated the first Thanksgiving Day? Sorry again, those were Pilgrims and Native American Indians. Idiot sambo.

Can you show me one muslim signature on the United States Constitution? Declaration of Independence? Bill of Rights? Didn't think so, Mr. ∅bummer. There were 55 writers of the US Constitution and they consisted of: 26 Episcopalian Christians, 11 Presbyterian Christians, 7 Congregationalist Christians, 2 Lutheran Christians, 2 Dutch Reformed Christians, 2 Methodist Christians, 2 Quaker Christians, 2 Roman Catholics Christians and 1 Deist Christian.

Did muslims fight for this country's freedom from England? Nope; not a single one. Stupid sambo scumbag.

islam is a political system, with its own 6th century barbaric laws, controlling every aspect of a mindless muslim follower's pathetic life – from when to eat and drink, when to shit, what hand to use to wipe their asses, when to fart, when to rape, when to kill their own mindless adherents and Civilized Western Infidels, how to hate and murder, how to dress like a woman, how to fight like a girl, how many pre-teen boys to bugger, how many times to pray to the asshole moon-god allah and pigshit child molester mo-ham-head, – that all 1.2 billion of them richly-deserve *complete and total eradication from this earth*, IMO.

Did muslims fight during the Civil War to free the slaves in America? No, they did not. In fact, muslims to this day are still the largest traffickers in human slavery. Your own half brother, a devout muslim, still advocates slavery himself, even though muslims of Arabic descent refer to "black muslims" as "pug nosed slaves." Says a lot of what the muslim world really thinks of your family's "rich islamic heritage," doesn't it ∅bummer?

Where were muslims during the Civil Rights Era of this country? Not present. There are no pictures or media accounts of muslims walking side by side with Martin Luther King Jr, or helping to advance the cause of Civil Rights.

Where were muslims during this country's Woman's Suffrage era? Again, not present. In fact, devout muslims demand that women are subservient to men in the islamic culture. So much so, that often they are beaten for not wearing the 'hajib' or 'burka', or for talking to a man who is not a direct family member or their husband. Yep, the muslims are all for women's rights, aren't they, ∅bummer?

Where were muslims during World War II? They were aligned directly with Adolf Hitler, and the Nazis. The muslim grand mufti himself met with Adolf Hitler, reviewed the troops and accepted support from the Nazi's in killing Jews.

Finally, ∅bummer, where were muslims on September 11th, 2001? If they weren't flying planes into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon or a field in Pennsylvania killing nearly 3,000 people on our own soil, they were rejoicing in the Middle East. No one can dispute the pictures shown from all parts of the muslim world celebrating the 9-11 attacks on CNN, Fox News, MSNBC and other cable news networks that day. Strangely, the very "moderate" muslims whose asses you bent-over backwards to kiss in Cairo, Egypt on June 4th, were stone cold silent post 9-11. To many Americans, their silence has meant approval for the acts of that day.

And THAT, ∅bummer, is the "rich heritage" muslim filth and garbage have here in America, you sambo, shit-for-brains asshole.

And now we can add November 5th, 2009: the slaughter of 13 American dead and wounding of 29 other American Soldiers at Fort Hood by a muslim major who is a doctor and a psychiatrist, and who was supposed to be counseling soldiers returning from battle in Iraq and Afghanistan.

The "heritage" of any and all subhuman muslim slime, garbage and scum in America is that of wanton destruction, murder and death. From 9-11 to so-called "honor killings", to massacres on US Army Bases and the many plots to blow-up people, places and things, the subhuman muslim filth are indeed, "The Enemy Within Our Gates".

The real enemy is islam, not just "radicalized muslims", Rep Peter King (R-NY). Wake-up America and smell the islamic stench surrounding us all!

Slaughtering people for burning a piece-of-pigshit book, the koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – is your "heritage", you racist, dumbfucking, incompetent, narcissistic, petulant-boy, hate-America, piece-of-pigshit, stinking ∅bummer asshole.

Riots, death, destruction, from the pigshit-eating muslim filth.

I wipe a dead, rotting pig's asshole with the koran and all of the subhuman muslim garbage called islam.

Memo to Mr. ∅bummer: "allahu akbar!" is a cowardly war cry, really meaning, "I have to piss on allah-the-asshole", you racist, dumbfucking, hate-America, piece-of-pigshit, Kenyan asshole.

Your subhuman muslim friends in Af-crap-istan sure love you, ∅bummer!

That finally, Mr. ∅bummer is the "muslim heritage" in America. All muslims and everything islamic should be totally-outlawed in America, and their very existence should be made punishable by summary execution, IMO.

Obama, your buddy Osama is DEAD, you cowardly, lying islamic muslim pigshit filth scumbag! Lonely now, are you muslim asshole garbage?

The goat-fucking turd, mo-Ham-head + allah-the-pig = Satan! Mohammed was an apostate from, and of, Hell. He sucks dead pigs' assholes

Oh, I'm sorry, ∅bummer-boy: I forgot to mention the Barbary Pirates. They were and still are, all murderous muslim garbage, richly-deserving of summary death. ∅bummer, your "muslim heritage" is piracy and slavery, plain and simple, going back many hundreds of years and continuing unabated today. muslim trash/filth/scumbags are the biggest purveyors of slavery in the world today. Slavery came from islam and still does, for over 14 centuries.

Any questions, you half-breed, sambo, lowlife scumbag, stinking ∅bummer asshole? Thought not.

Things Which Make Your Head Explode

Fuck you and your redundant, US Taxpayer Dollar-wasting bullshit energy-wasting program, Nancy "Stretch" Pelosi (BOTOX-CA), you ugly, liberal, lowlife, dirtbag bitch, asswipe whorebag, piece-of-Botox™-shitfaced-filth skank.

Sorry, but I have NO SYMPATHY for anyone killed by a Polar Bear, while infringing upon its territory by camping and displaying food. These Brits from British Schools Exploring Society, the organizer of the trip, deserved just what they got; the poor bear didn't deserve to be killed.

66th Anniversary (Saturday, August 6th) of The Dropping The A-Bomb On Hiroshima, Japan? Good! It saved maybe a million American lives, and was well worth it, IMO! Fuck the war-crazed, murderous, barbarous Japs who have a problem with it! And fuck anyone and everyone else who does, too! I'd push the button again, in a heartbeat.

So, a local school district tradition known as "Wigger Wednesday is the same as Nigger Day"? According to this ignorant black Quera Pruitt nigga bitch's, reparations-chasing sambo atty, it is. And dey gonna sue u, whitey!

Uh oh, here *it* comes: "SEAL Team Six Executed" and "Tips from Afghanistan & The Execution of SEAL Team Six". Way above my pay-grade... I'll just wait-out any facts which happen to leak out, in the coming days and weeks. Like this column's opinion. Scary, if true.

Go suck a bag of festering dogshit, Wisconsin lowlife liberal-demokkkRATS: YOU LOST! WE WON! Fuck your commie-controlled unions (Verizon AFL-CIO & IBEW scum on this video) to death!

Time now to rid the Nation of the devious, commie-based ∅bummer-boy-Care horror show, GOP! Get to it, dammit!

As much as I hate all hackers, I applaud Anonymous' plans to kill the online crap/shit/junk called "Facebook", by instituting Operation Facebook, on November 5th. Destroy it, guys! Then, go after Twitter or whatever it's called, and destroy it, too!

I spit, shit and piss on Whole Foods Co for even carrying the feral, subhuman, pig-fucking rama-lama-ding-dong halal food garbage! You get NO MORE of my business, assholes! islam and all muslims are feral, subhuman pigshit!

Some People Just Need Killing

It's not my intention to be the judge here — that's God's "job" — but rather to "hasten the meeting" so that He can send the following subhuman filth to the "Fires of Hell", "River or Lake of Sulphur", or whatever He deems appropriate. I'd gladly/happily volunteer, at no cost to any of my Hard-Working, Fellow US Taxpayers, to gladly/gleefully/happily headshoot these murderous, lowlife dirtbags of all stripes — their skin-color doesn't matter to me, at all — and rid American Society's innocents (especially our precious children and the frail, defenseless elderly) of them, once-and-for-all. And yes, I'd rather see one innocent man convicted and executed, than 10 murderers/robbers/child rapists-murderers freed, to rob, rape and murder again. Hey; call me an "Old Fashioned Conservative"! Too harsh? Nah. Just & RIGHT!

Yes, I agree with the premise of this article, that "the death penalty is a Noahic Covenant with God, in a post-flood world", and America should apply it everyday to those deserving death for their crimes against society.

Society's innocents — our precious, defenseless children and the frail, defenseless elderly — must be protected from predators, murderers, rapists, robbers and other subhuman filth, at all times and at any cost.

HEADLINE: "Teenagers Leave Church Picnic To Riot In East Liberty" (Pittsburgh area). Huh? Forget their color; KILL THEM ALL!

Hmmmm, feral black punk "flash mobs" targeting whites? KILL THEM ALL! Reason #1 why I Carry Concealed (CCW-PA 1990) my Kimber 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP, in a Galco FED Holster for the 5" Kimber 1911 .45cal ACP, and a Galco Dual 8-Round Mag Carrier for the Kimber. 3 x 8-round mags = 24 .230gr FMJ (Full Metal Jacket) rounds; 24 dead scumbag filth. Color doesn't matter; only the racial violence does to me. Kill the violent ones of all stripes! Watch this!

And yet more feral, nigga (not black) punk trash attacking whites coming out of The Wisconsin State Fair; KILL THEM, too! Shoot and kill the attackers, whatever their color, dammit! I will!

Malik Zulu Shabazz, national head of the New Black Panther Party, and Jerry Jackson, a Philadelphia panther and demokkkRAT party official, Marilyn Buck, a Marxist terrorist who participated in conspiracies that led to the deaths of multiple police officers, Jill Elijah, James Kyung-Jin Lee, Das Williams, Merle Woo, Robert Bloom, Elana Levy, Zaveeni Khan-Marcus and Charles Ogletree are all feral, murderous, subhuman marxist filth and need due charging, trial, conviction and execution, IMO.

On the north side of Tottenham High Road (UK) on Saturday night, one rioter told the UK's Channel 4 News that, he was "here to tell the police they can't abuse us, harass us. We won't put up with it, this is just the beginning, this is war, and this is what you get – fire". Fuck that shit: KILL THEM ALL, BRIT COPPERS! GET SOME BALLS! GET THE MACHINE GUNS OUT AND KILL ALL OF THEM! I'd shoot all of them and let them bleed-out in the gutters, where they belong. They're subhuman, feral filth and garbage; feral less-than-animals needing death immediately!

When is someone going to put a bullet through this Warren Jeffs' subhuman polygamist, child-raping, filthy head? KILL HIM! Here's $1 toward the fund.

Kill this subhuman, feral sambo (not black), murderous punk piece-of-lowlife-shit, Donnell Graham, for the murder of a blind man. KILL HIM! Zero repeat offense, guaranteed!

C'mon Brits: shoot and KILL this subhuman, feral, pig-fucking piece of murderous muslim dogshit,

I piss on the unholy koran!

London islamist-pig-fucker, Abu Waleed! I'll volunteer, at no charge to you Brits. If I could get the shot, I'd take it and kill him in the blink of an eye! Where are your once-famous, *guts*, Brits? KILL HIM and ALL muslim garbage/trash LIKE HIM! The murderous pigshit called islam CANNOT BE REFORMED; IT MUST BE TOTALLY-ERADICATED FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH!

KILL the fucking, murderous, feral nigga (not black) piece-of-shit, Dejon Marquee White, 23, who assassinated San Diego Police Officer, Jeremy Henwood, on Sunday, August 7th.

The evil subhuman, Jew/Israel-hating Nazi filth, George Soros and all of his spawn, NEED KILLING, ASAP! The sooner they're dead, the better-off this world will be, IMO.

Dammit, Warren Jeffs is a multiple (20+ young girls under 15 years-old), serial child-rapist and richly-deserves DEATH, not life in prison. Hopefully, someone in the Prison's GP ("General Population"), will kill him, like they did with Jeffrey Dahmner, years ago. If I were that state's governor, I'd issue and sign an immediate, *full and complete pardon* for whomever kills Jeffs.

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