Jim Beaver meets childlike officer....calls him "sir" ROFLMAO

Dammit Jim Beaver,
You called him WHAT!?  *snortle*
I saw a kid in line for his gear and couldn't resist...he invited me to let him have it with a blush.
And I was THAT short and couldn't resist asking the child-like officer ...
"Son, does your mother know you ran off and joined the Navy?"

I'm laughing cuz he activated my condition and I'd blogged about my short-timer's disease in the parachute shop.  I was making flight badges and passing out flight gear AFTER dropping the ex off at the Forrestfire during workups every morning and mostly avoided news cameras when I picked him up.  If Mother carried me like I carried my daughter, she probably didn't show for awhile.  I did step aerobics without the stepper until the end of my second trimester when my schedule changed.  Only the instructor knew I was expecting, since I'd only gotten thick and appeared to be failing the class.  My last day in the service was 1/17/91, Ben Franklin's birthday.  A running joke in my family was how messed up it was to name my brother Vincent DePaul when he was born on a hedonist's birthday.  I was checking out, when all hell was breaking loose.
 
They called the Gulf Mess part one cease-fire while BB1 arrived on Feb 27th and he pulled in on Valentine's Day.  Before that, I didn't now if he was going to be there to coach me through it or not.  Dad refused to fill in because he wasn't birthin' no mo babies after Guam's baby-boom during Korea.  I'd woken up with contractions that day and broke my water right after he went to work.  This time it wasn't a false alarm and we knew the baby would be huge by then.  We counted it back to nearly the day he returned from sea and we'd decided to try again after the miscarriage.


So now he done did it.   
(mood = watching Super Troopers)
(via class of '83 Levittown@Belair)

During the DADT days at the butt end of my tour o' waste my child-bearing years,
folks knew better than to ask me, cuz I wasn't tellin'.....
unless justice/hilarity or extreme case of CYA was at stake, naturally.
We were not newb to dealing with class warfare and intellectual differences and how to deal with them.  Many of our supervisors joined the Navy to avoid poverty or prison.  Most of their sea stories involved where they'd gotten drunk and passed out.  We had two guy's nicknamed "Bump" and "Speed Bump" after falling into the streets where little European cars could run them over without hurting them much.

(Houdini Garnett, KS 1896 after his mother's death) 
After Super Troopers, the History Channel played a new show about Houdini.  I was a HUGE fan of his growing up.
If it were a secret everybody knew....like No Such Agency's transition to No Secret Anymore
again, no harm no foul.  And it's no secret people simply can't handle the truth, especially when it's THAT lame.  Dad most definitely sent out mixed signals.  He rolled up to Levittown in a VW Bug and a VW Squareback.  He said the bug was a college man's best friend.  I hoped to have one when I went to college....even if he rated a Karma Ghia.

I truly felt bad for Dad when the lameness set in.
The cheats set in his day were lame enough.
Sure, he could have remained Baptist, but his mother was fine when he chose to be Roman Catholic....still in cult status.  I recall a stink about mass being given in English instead of Latin.

He explained the health care dodge when I first saw "The Bishop's Wife".
The Church couldn't afford to cover Catholic families....set on perpetual "Go forth and multiply".


The bullied fringe were my folks.  "She's kewl, she's 'family'." made me blush.
My ex-to be was on and off the USS Forrestfire on workups.
I spent part of my wimp duty days (3rd trimester) in VP-30s parachute shop....deciding what to name "BB1".  My ex and I were making the "bucket list" of the things we'd do once we were free.  I'd finish my degree and he was gonna be an architect when he grew up.
CAD+Networking=virtual world 3D social network
That's what I had in mind for the flight simulator software I'd never see considering my billet.  I wasn't likely to pilot anything but a golf cart due to my O-level maintenance rating.  I wanted I-level (circuit board)
My Nav-Comm C-school locked me to the flight-line.
So, it was my second try, and I'd been stopped in the I-95 dead zone between Miami and Jax, FL for passing people going 50 in the 70 zone.
I think it was near the Jupiter or Sanford exits but the fool pulled me over just short of the exit for the gas station I needed because the '83 Mustang GT5.0 (POS pall and quadrant) was burning oil again.
 
I'd even stood captain's mast for not taking the PO2 test.  They made me take it and I think I PNA'd it by drawing a Xmas tree.
The fuzziest rat's ass couldn't have swayed me to stay in during Gulf Mess part 1..or EVER again. Since my ex was up for shore duty and outranked me, I would have been a landlubber for another 4 years.  I opted to get out for the 'convenience of the Navy'.
*cough, wheeze*
With no certs or clearances (9/87 to 1/91) FAA wasn't an option because they wanted to keep us nice and cheap-like. 
(Marxism cough)
Suffice it to say, I had serious short-timer's disease and my skates were in prime condition.  The ovarian fortitude of the PO1 in charge was impressive.  I don't know what they told the Muslim pilots in that hour, but after refusing to take instruction from a woman, they were calling ME "Ma'am" as well.  I couldn't talk them out of it.  Dad was a 'sir', I was PISSED!

Popeye The Sailor Man and Sweet Pea

This was written for Grandad's generation but Dad grew up on it.  
Popeye was all about getting the girl and the girl generally had ideas of what she wanted, but a bully was always a turn off.   I noticed how jealous Olive was NOT when Popeye danced with Betty.  He was likely the man who taught her how to defend herself from mashers in the first place...and just like when I had love blinders on.   

I caught Dad laughing his butt off to Road Runner after CCD class.
The theme of government waste was a no-brainer.

 
I grew up in the Buckingham section of Levittown@Belair where we loved
and protected our "Sweet Peas" because we understood what war orphans faced around the world.  We also didn't take kindly to extended pity parties that missed the point completely  
After awhile, the agenda was pretty clear and rude condescension was a good way to start some 'stuff' on the neighborhood gridirons.    

Dad and I were partial to the movie "The Point", narrated by Ringo Starr, but the kids were still big fans of Popeye.

Brass Knuckle Progressives Radio (SAVING THE UNITED STATES POSTAL SERVICE) 09/07 by shenderson19 | Politics Progressive Podcasts

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Elizabeth Blackwell, Me at Prom and Mother

"160 Years of Public Ambiguity: Inquiring into the Reception History of
Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell, Social and Medical Pioneer"

http://www.hws.edu/about/blackwell_history.aspx

Pass and review day when RCPO Blackwell became AX3 Blackwell

and Dad got an "eye's right" from me!

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Talking to Skidz about our timelines and how much we don't like bullies.

We keep declaring world peace, but...smdh

I was impressed with her as a suffragette and vehemently against being dissected by lesser men who thought me uppity, or trying to be manly.  I was a "Tom Girl"...skater, dissecting video games instead.  Elizabeth Blackwell was a woman I thought of as a suffragette I was raised to be.  One of my favorite memes growing up was "Women who strive to be equal to men, lack ambition!"  I don't believe this was a secret in my Navy days.  I was frustrated because I wasn't looking to be the first of anything, but a way to help my crew realize their dreams.  We brainstormed long and hard while working on those P-3s.
As it turned out, our folks were piddled on from a very GREAT height.

 

 an HMS True Love

Educators - Blackwell/Ramsey/Anderson

So that's Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell in her teens...
Me, Andrea M. Blackwell on prom night
Mother, Armenta Marie Blackwell in high school.
The phrases, "Just a mother", or "Just a teacher" do NOT compute.
Education has been a running theme on both sides of our family since long before
this country was a concept.
I was raised by some pretty smart people who taught me how to learn,
not just what answers to give.

Elizabeth Blackwell on Parenting

 

Project in work.... a 3D social networkable website

The last release of Xanadu's Paisley Park-inspired 3D website can be downloaded with some other stuff in my drop box.  I don't have time to sort it out now, but it's there until I can...

So excuse my pre-existing condition if I haven't sorted it out properly,
Let me know and I'll fix it as fast as I can.
There is no malice intent to protect myself from those who bully people on a mission from her own personal Jesus....it's my opinion, but I have facts being ignored until I know what the hell I'm supposed to do, besides raise money for the rent I'm a little late on,
due to EXTENUATING CIRCUMSTANCES BEYOND MY ABILITIES .....

But as far as I'm PERMITTED to know at this point, I'm running out of options but to protect myself from incriminating myself due to the actual conspiracy Glenn Beck taught very passionate people was their right to do these evils against me.

I've sent him my paypal address to help me get through it....
and a whole lot of people on the networks I'm on know what I'm going through...

So, you know what to do with the paypal button to help me end this rampage on my 30 hunt for my right to learn how to make something out of myself, by finding out who that is ....  no matter who doesn't like the race of my very real ancestors.

Quit pushing buttons you don't know anything about.
I said I had to fight if I were kicked out of this place, named after St. George....Prince George, Kind George....

My George was said to be a demon hunter in the service of GOD.
My intellect is not a curse when used properly. 
I followed Elizabeth's legacy as a SUFFRAGETTE. 
I do not hate stupid people, or people trying hard to understand me,
but they do get on my very last nerve.......and I was asked to give it my best effort.
What's this newbies problem and what are they making ex-marines out of these days?
A systems analyst is a student AND a teacher... 
So don't presume I'm SO ignorant, I don't know which "DUDE" inflection to use in this jacked up situation right here....

OK, it's 1:03 and I'm not getting call backs yet.
my ears are ringing, so I'll see what telecom can do for me to stop this crazy, 30 year long trail of tears people aren't trained to deal with.

I declare, WORLD PEACE...  let it begin with me.....everybody sing, but I'm still not crazy...
I'm no Freudian, no one rapes my life without an actual fight of some sort.  I'm in danger of becoming "belligerent"....
after asking for help and repeatedly kicked to the curb..  I'm just sayin...  quit BARKING AT THE LEAF BLOWERS AT 8:11AM. DAMMIT!
I'll have that incident number posted when I remember to call before it's too late.
So, how about helping me pay some rent?
Paypal works..  and so do my timestamps and the window I have to respond to them properly.

I'm sure a copy of that harassment complaint is laying online somewhere..but I have a courthouse to call?

Peter Tosh - Vampire

Unnu old vampire
You don't like to see youths prosper
Only like to see youths suffer
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu old vampire
Only trod upon creation
With your bloody meditation
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu fight against upfullness
Unnu fight against creation
Unnu fight against
Everything good for the younger generation
Unnu old vampire
Do unnu wickedness at midnight
And unnu humble when it's daylight
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu old vampire
Only like to see blood running
But true you know it's fire bunnin'
Unnu set of vampire
Now unnu fight against upfullness
Fight against creation
Fight against everything good for the younger generation
Unnu old vampire
Only trod upon creation
Sucking the blood of the nation
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu old vampire
Unnu drink up the old wine
Have no place for the new mind
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu fight against morality
You fight against integrity
Fight against everything good for the younger generation
Unnu old vampire
Only trod upon creation
With your bloody meditation
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu old vampire
Do unnu wickedness at midnight
And unnu humble when it's daylight
Unnu set of vampire
Unnu old vampires
Unnu grieve their brnk? Lord
Unnu fire burial
Unnu hypocrite the world, God
Unnu old vampire
Do unnu wickedness every night
And unnu humble when daylight
Unnu old...

Lyrics from <a href="http://www.elyrics.net">eLyrics.net</a>

Frank | Official Trailer

OK now that we're talking about our own avatar's avatar's avatar,
It's dizzying keeping up with who's who's muse of this idea.
This
is why laid off architects, outsourced 3D web and mesh programs to
design props for creating content = intellectual property = creative
commons
we use paypal and police each other better than a game grid.
hypergridding
on the cloud using hops not slurls, means LInden Labs can't fix
anything without suing them to pull out the demarc ..
line of site = line of site.
Xanadu
High is a school built by a higher ToS...  all the way back to 1635
fleet of ships that flew a flag under St. George, before there was a
prince or a king named after him.
I have to defend myself against
eviction because I know that my great aunt Elizabeth Blackwell was NOT
in fact a REAL vampire, no matter how a Grimm fairy tale paints it.  I'm
a day sleeper because I am backlogged since long before I was laid off
from the corporate plantation.  So yea, I have a sleep disorder on top
of fibromyalgia and other painful problems people can't see, but think I
don't know how to deal with it.
They worked me against my
pre-existing PHYSICAL condition, so there's no point in complaining
about how fat I WAS and should work , or how my sitting at the desk all
night, typing or laughing at people who think I'm crazy, committing
felonies because i won't fall for the lies Glenn Beck told them they
could tell to scare me out of the apartment I moved in to BECAUSE it was
noisy and had kids who wanted to learn how to be good neighbors.
They
brought on the Spanish Inquisition because I know my own genealogy and
they are afraid of who I'm writing my online blog about.
The word
they fear is "Templar Knight" because the car I drive was left to me
from my actually DEAD father and they won't let me mourn him.  I babble
when I'm in pain, so I'm being evicted because I have a speech
impediment like many other political satyrists who like President Obama
like we're supposed to?
I'm not crazy for NOT allowing people to tell me who to hate and when and why.
www.levittownblues.com www.levittownblues.org www.levittownblues.net are my domains in a very geeknation kind of way.
AYBABTU!
Dino's PWNED the net, but they still won't let it evolved.
So
much for the neat-o factor when you clear your own ancestor's name for
being NOT an actual vampire, while playing along with corporate vampires
like that Flipper, Ron Paul.
So I said to my lawyer PUT ME ON THE
STAND if they still want to bully me out of a building I spent 18 months
getting used to.  What's with the goldigger dragging her brand new hero
in to DEMAND I move out for him?
She posted notes all over my door and my car and they want ME to leave?
I laugh at people when they think I'm THAT IGNORANT!
Don't
wake up the ENTIRE building, yelling at the leaf blowers working at
11am if you don't want somebody complaining about you helling "DAY
SLEEPERS" at them, you tacky goldigger!
Don't sue ME because I'm trying to sleep while she complains to GOD AND EVERYBODY that she's not well pleased!
It
is 8:11am and I ran into one of the REAL stalkers in this building. 
another neighbor was unhappy to learn how I've been treated and he's
heard the other noise, but NOTHING FROM ME!
I lie was told, but not by me, but I don't have to incriminate myself for THEIR LIES!
That's
a civil rights violation because they've been using my own disability
against me when I've been doing everything above and beyond to deal with
my physical pain, AS prescribed LONG before I moved here.  I am
backlogged back to at least 2004 and I am having trouble keeping up with
the time and money wasting tactics to FRIGHTEN ME beyond my capacity to
keep up with it.  I am only a little late with rent at this point, but
the CAUSE of that is because the OWNERS can't communicate their proper
chain of command while pitting neighbors against each other in
WASHINGTON Square in NOT Portland since they moved the zoning laws.
I
looked just like my great auntie Elizabeth Blackwell who was NOT a
vampire, but as a Reiki master (Rev applies) because it is NOT a
religion, I'm being persecuted by Christian wingnuts who don't know any
better.
And they want the right to use the N-word?  around a brown
anglo-saxon who's legacy sailed with the 1635 True love fleet?  And yes
it was RUDE to mention how much your Grandmother looked like George
Washington when your DAD makes that face, you shut UP, period!
However
we DO have a GW Seals on the other side of the family .....  So go
figure Mother was from Kansas and if I'm just figuring this out, maybe
my buddy BARRY gets a good idea to use the internet to find out what's
going on in the world and maybe someone will help a bullied,
bully-basher finally look into this BS about being "Destined for
GREATNESS"
The taxed Mother's pension to build the net AFTER she was
dead and we thought CIA murdered her.  So don't insult me by calling me
FBI when I need their services to protect myself from the domestic
terrorism going on around here.
Yes, I'm a big boned woman with a lot
of pain happening.   So don't roll up in black and gold and chase me
off when I'm looking for some kind of "safe haven".
So I'm logging another FORMAL complaint to follow up the one I filed and can't find because I'm too pissed off at the moment.
I
know when I'm cool to drive, but they called the police so often, they
thought I was the one who didn't know any better than to go burning
rubber out of the parking lot after a big arguement with your gold
digger.  But yeah, I can stay up all night and all day typing at my desk
and laughing at Comedy Central who KNOWS you people are a joke and the
shame campaign and the harassment go on and on and on.
My day in
court is the 16th and I understand they want to proceed and lock me out
of the apartment when I'm late BECAUSE of their scams, slander, libel,
invasion of privacy and yes, I've been pulled over on I-95 in the speed
trap zone between NAS Jax, where I was stationed and Miami Florida's
N-bomb town where my Uncle Tommy outlived my mother since 1969!  No one
knows why a woman off the farm would have needed a DNC at George
Washington University Hospital where my REAL father graduated in 1959
with a MASTER's degree in Political Science.  No public school gave me a
teacher better than my dad and if he said do better than the kids at
school BECAUSE OF MY RACE, that mean if a nun said I had to do TWICE as
good, I had to do THREE times as good as the white kids off the
Mayflower!
The teenaged diplomats of Levittown@Belair lost our NAMES
and our TITLES we rolled up in.  And yeah, I take issue with my favorite
NEIGHBORS of Bowie, Maryland outside of Washington DC.  I am not crazy
for laughing at you when you piss me off.  They are CRAZY for putting
this whole building in so much pain because they're SO  SELFISH, they
demand I hate GOD AND everybody....because they suck at what they
do...hate working at Macy's and I'm supposed to stop my world for women
too weak to say NO to their DRUNKEN husbands and boyfriends they let
sleaze around this place telling people women are less than dirt.
The
fact I did NOT launch that skinny butt off the balcony when he was
calling me IGNORANT in my own paid for apartment while forgetting he was
on a JOB INTERVIEW, but decided EVERYTHING I owned and learned was
useless...
Do NOT call the police because I used to play covers for
Prince and want to learn them again....   because you think I'm that
kind of genius.
How about asking what flip that kids switch instead of stalking me out of my out of pocket expenses?  Who is a criminal?  NOT I!
So
I'm logging this rant that started at 8:22 and ended with the blonde
running away while I was checking in with two other neighbors who know
the place is running rampant with criminals who know how to scare
people, but don't know when they are committing felonies to get a small
claims court payday!