Highway Song's blog: "random stuff"

For those who don't know. I am a huge supporter of BACA (Bikers Against Child Abuse). I am not a patch holder (yet) but I support them in all they do. I offer my services whenever they need it. I raise money for this organization whenever there is a chance. I allow the use of my store for meetings, promotional use, whatever I got is thiers. This video explains who BACA is and why they do what they do. It is a must see for anyone that wants to know more about this fantastic organization.

As alot of you know I am involved with alot of charity work. I am putting together my christmas charity drive now and have been soliciting the donations pretty heavy. Tonight I went to pick up a computer that a family was donating to the drive from a nearby town. As I was talking to the lady her daughter came out of her bedroom carrying two plastic grocery bags full of toys. She handed them to me and said "I want you to give these to another kid that can use them".."for christmas". I looked at her mom who gave me a nod and I crouched down to take the bags from her. I asked her "how old are you"? She said "im 7" and showed me that many on her fingers. then she said "I will be 8 on Dec 15th" I almost cried. That episode reminded me of why I do this stuff. Its a tough year this year for a lot of families, more than normal. If you have it, give it. Someone will be glad you did and the feeling is unforgettable. happy holidays

The Axis of Idiots I don't know the accuracy of every remark made but most are true. Something very bad will have to happen against our country before anything like this will ever be enacted. I hope that it will not be too late. Too bad we don't have folks on Capitol Hill willing to speak out like this. J. D. Pendry is a retired Marine Sergeant Major who writes for Random House. He is eloquent, and he seldom beats around the bush! This is a sharp man. He has it nailed down pretty good. Too bad it won't do any good. There won't be 1 in 10 who receive this who will forward it. It sure loses steam that way. 'The Axis of Idiots' by J.D. Pendry Jimmy Carter, you are the father of the Islamic Nazi movement. You threw the Shah under the bus, welcomed the Ayatollah home, and then lacked the spine to confront the terrorists when they took our embassy and our people hostage. Our Canadian friends gave as many as they could sanctuary in their embassy in Iran . They're more American than you'll ever be. You're the runner-in-chief. Bill Clinton, you played ring-around-the-Lewinsky while the terrorists were at war with us. You got us into a fight with them in Somalia and then you ran from it. Your weak-willed responses to the U.S.S. Cole and the First Trade Center Bombing and our Embassy bombings emboldened the killers. Each time you failed to respond adequately, they grew bolder, until 9/11/2001 . John Kerry, dishonesty is your most prominent attribute. You lied about American soldiers in Vietnam . Your military service, like your life, is more fiction than fact. You've accused our military of terrorizing women and children in Iraq . You called Iraq the wrong war, wrong place, wrong time, the same words you used to describe Vietnam . You're a fake. You want to run from Iraq and abandon the Iraqis to murderers just as you did to the Vietnamese. Iraq , like Vietnam , is another war that you were for, before you were against it. John Murtha, you said our military was broken. You said we can't win militarily in Iraq. You accused United States Marines of cold-blooded murder without proof and said we should redeploy to Okinawa . Okinawa, John? And the Democrats call you their military expert! Are you sure you didn't suffer a traumatic brain injury while you were off building your war hero resume? You're a sad, pitiable, corrupt, and washed-up politician. You're not a Marine, sir. You wouldn't amount to a good pimple on a real Marine's ass. You're a phony and a disgrace. Run away, John. Dick Durbin, you accused our soldiers at Guantanamo of being Nazis, tenders of Soviet style gulags and as bad as the regime of Pol Pot, who murdered two million of his own people after your party abandoned Southeast Asia to the Communists. Now you want to abandon the Iraqis to the same fate. History was not a good teacher for ;you, was it? Lord help us! See Dick run. Ted Kennedy, for days on end you held poster-sized pictures from Abu Ghraib in front of any available television camera. Al Jazeera quoted you saying that Iraqi's torture chambers were open under new management. Did you see the news, Teddy?The Islamic Nazis demonstrated another beheading for you. If you truly supported our troops, you'd show the world poster-sized pictures of that atrocity and demand the annihilation of it. Your legislation stripping support from the South Vietnamese led to a communist victory there. You're a bloated, drunken fool, bent on repeating the same historical blunder that turned freedom-seeking people over to homicidal,genocidal maniacs. And you did it, to paraphrase John Murtha, all while sitting on your wide, gin-soaked ass in Washington . Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid, Carl Levine, Barbara Boxer, Diane Feinstein, Russ Feingold, Hillary Clinton, Pat Leahy, Barack Obama, Chuck Schumer, the Hollywood Leftist morons, et al, ad nauseam: Every time you stand in front of television cameras and broadcast to the Islamic Nazis that we went to war because our President lied, that the war is wrong and our soldiers are torturers, that we should leave Iraq , you give the Islamic butchers (the sameones who tortured and mutilated American soldiers) cause to think that we'll run away again, and all they have to do is hang on a little longer. It is inevitable that we, the infidels, will have to defeat the Islamic jihadists. Better to do it now on their turf, than later on ours after they have gained both strength and momentum. American news media -- the New York Times particularly: Each time you publish stories about national defense secrets and our intelligence gathering methods, you become one united with the sub-human pieces of camel dung that torture and mutilate the bodies of American soldiers. You can't strike up the courage to publish cartoons, but you can help Al Qaeda destroy my country.Actually, you are more dangerous to us than Al Qaeda is. Think about that eachtime you face Mecca to admire your Pulitzer. You are America 's 'AXIS OF IDIOTS.' Your collective stupidity will destroy us. Self-serving politics and terrorist-abetting news scoops are more important to you than our national security or the lives of innocent civilians and soldiers. It bothers you that defending ourselves gets in the way of your elitist sport of politics and your ignorant editorializing. There is as much blood on your hands as is on the hands of murdering terrorists. Don't ever doubt that. Your frolics will only serve to extend this war as they extended Vietnam . If you want our Soldiers home as you claim, knock off the crap and try supporting your country ahead of supporting your silly political aims and aiding our enemies. Yes, I'm questioning your patriotism. Your loyalty ends with self. I'm also questioning why you're stealing air that decent Americans could be breathing. You don't deserve the protection of our men and women in uniform. You need to run away from this war, this country. Leave the war to the people who have the will to see it through and the country to people who are willing to defend it. No, Mr. President, you don't get off the hook, either. Our country has two enemies: Those who want to destroy us from the outside and those who attempt it from within. Your soldiers are dealing with the outside force. It's your obligation to support them by confronting the AXIS OF IDIOTS. America must hear it from you that these self-centered people are harming our country, a betting the enemy and endangering our safety. Well up a little anger,please, and channel it toward the appropriate target. You must prosecute those who leak national security secrets to the media. You must prosecute those in the media who knowingly publish those secrets. Our soldiers need you to confront the enemy that they cannot. They need you to do it now. Semper Fi, J. D. Pendry, Sergeant Major, USMC, Retired

In light of the recent losses we have all experienced recently it got me to thinking. Nobody here knows me in real life. 95% of you don't know my real name, where I live, or who I am. I have no family on here, no real life friends. Nobody to come here and tell my online friends that I passed. If I was to pass away would anyone on Fubar ever know? And of course the questions are raised in my mind: Do I leave a note for my kids to find naming one of my many online friends to be contacted? Would that be considered presumptuous of me to think anyone would even care? Would it be construed that I was just wanting attention even after I was gone? One side of me says it would look bad if I did. Another says I should let someone know somehow. Should I, of all people, care what anyone thought after the fact? Lets hope we don't have to find out anytime soon. I am going to miss Cuppycake. She always had a kind word for me and a big smile. I will miss her flirty messages and her warm attempts to keep me smiling when things got crazy. She was usually one of the first to ask me how I was or how things were going when she knew things were down for me. She would have been a true real life friend if I would have ever had the pleasure to meet her in person. RIP Jaymee. We all love you and we will miss you.

Close your eyes...And go back... ....Before the Internet or PC or the MAC..... ....Before semi-automatics and crack.... ....Before Playstation, SEGA, Super Nintendo, even before Atari... ....Before cell phones, CD's, DVD's, voicemail and e-mail.... ....way back.... ....way.....way.....way back..... I'm talkin' bout hide and seek at dusk Red light, Green light Red Rover....Red Rover..... Playing kickball & dodgeball until the first...no..second...no...third Streetlight came on Ring around the Rosie London Bridge Hot potato Hop Scotch Jump rope Duck....duck....GOOSE!!! YOU'RE IT!! Parents stood on the front porch and yelled (or whistled) for you to come home - no pagers or cell phones Mother May I? Hula Hoops Seeing shapes in the clouds Endless summer days and hot summer nights (no A/C) with the windows open The sound of crickets Running through the sprinkler Cereal boxes with that GREAT prize in the bottom Cracker jacks with the same thing Ice pops with 2 sticks you could break and share with a friend ...but wait.....there's more.... Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons Fat Albert, Road Runner, Tom&Jerry, Heckle&Jeckle, Pink Panther, Richochet Rabbit, Schoolhouse Rock Watchin' Sunday morning oldies (Abbott & Costello, Three Stooges, Tarzan, Shirley Temple OR WONDERAMA!!) Wonder Woman & Super Man Underoos Catchin' lightning bugs in a jar Your first day of school Bedtime Prayers and Goodnight Kisses Climbing trees Swinging as high as you could to try and reach the sky Getting an Ice Cream off the Good Humor Truck A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers Jumpin' down the steps Jumpin' on the bed Pillow fights Sleep-overs A 13' black and white TV in your room meant you were RICH Runnin' till you were out of breath Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt Being tired from PLAYING WORK: meant taking out the garbage or doing the dishes Your first crush Your first kiss (the one that you kept your mouth CLOSED and your eyes OPEN Rainy days at school meant playing 'Heads up 7UP' or hangman' in the classroom, remember that? Oh, I'm not finished yet.... Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer So was a swig from the hose Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school Class Field Trips with soggy sandwiches When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there When a quarter seemed like a fair allowance; And another quarter a MIRACLE When ANY parent could discipline ANY kid, or feed him, or use him To carry groceries...And nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to The fate that awaited you at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of Drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And some of Us are still afraid of em! Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, 'Yeah, I remember That!' Well, let's keep going!! Let's go back to the time when... Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-MO Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, 'do over!' 'Race issues' meant arguing about who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in 'monopoly' Catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends. Being old, referred to anyone over 20. The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties. Nobody was prettier than Mom Scrapes and bruises were kissed by mom or grandma and made better It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the 'big people' rides at the amusement park. Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true. Abilities were discovered because of a 'double-dog-dare' Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles. The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon. Older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest protector If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!

DALY CITY (CBS 5 / AP / BCN) ¯ There can be no quiet goodbye for a slain Hells Angel leader. The funeral of Mark "Papa" Guardado, the 46-year-old president of the San Francisco chapter shot down after a barroom brawl, brought about 2,000 Hells Angels to Duggan's Serra Mortuary in Daly City, most driving the biggest, baddest, loudest Harleys ever. They came from chapters all over the country, not to mention Stuttgart, Germany, Alberta, Canada and Melbourne, Australia. An overflow crowd of hundreds of members sat or stood in the funeral home parking lot for two hours, creating a spectacle that attracted hundreds of gawkers, a full court press and police from three cities: San Francisco, Daly City and Colma. They then led what police said may have been the largest motorcycle procession ever in the San Francisco Bay Area from Daly City to the Cypress Lawn Cemetery in Colma. The mass of bikers and other vehicles took an indirect route, cutting through San Francisco along Dolores Street and down to Colma for the burial. The miles-long trek created a deafening uproar of engines and a spectacle that stopped traffic in its tracks on both sides of Interstate 280 as drivers gawked. Some bikers in the procession were involved in a minor collision on 280. Few mourners were in the mood to talk, especially not to reporters. "We don't get along with the press," said one member, guarding the parking lot. "And if you stick a camera in someone's face, you're asking for trouble." Sgt. David Macriss of the Daly City police said Monday's event was "a little chaotic with just the sheer number of people," but there were no incidents aside from minor accidents between motorcycles. Guardado was shot dead the night of Sept. 2 outside a bar in San Francisco's Mission District at 24th Street and Treat Avenue, about a mile from the Hells Angels chapter clubhouse, where he lived. At the time of his death, he was facing assault charges stemming from what police called a brutal beating of a "random guy at a bar" in Petaluma in February. San Francisco Police were looking for a suspect in Guardado's shooting, Christopher Ablett, 37, of Modesto, a member of the rival Mongols Motorcycle Club. Officers, armed with a $5 million warrant for murder and possession by an ex-felon of a firearm, searched Ablett's home last Thursday and seized a motorcycle and other potential evidence.

When in England at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of empire building' by George Bush. He answered by saying, 'Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return. You could have heard a pin drop. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Then there was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?' A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.. We have eleven such ships; how many does France have? ' You could have heard a pin drop. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S. , English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, 'whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.' He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?' Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied 'Maybe it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.' You could have heard a pin drop. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE... A group of Americans, retired teachers, recently went to France on a tour. Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on. 'You have been to France before, monsieur?' the customs officer asked sarcastically. Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously. 'Then you should know enough to have your passport ready.' The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it.' 'Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France !' The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained. 'Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in '44 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find any Frenchmen to show it to.' You could have heard a pin drop ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What Is A Veteran? A 'Veteran' -- whether active duty, discharged, retired, or reserve -- is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America,' for an amount of 'up to, and including his life.' That is honor, and there are way too many people in this country today, who no longer understand that fact. IN GOD WE TRUST

another way to point whore.. how quaint

Okay Last week a certain mummer told the other mummers that it was my birthday. It was funny as hell. Now it seems someone else has done it again. I have been getting tons of gifts and well wishes and while I appreciate it, its not my birthday yet. Just so everyone knows. My birthday is Sept 6th. Please write it down. Good to know everyone likes me enough to send stuff though. Thanks