Yeah, I'm bitching..
However, this is my blog, so cope!
I'm _really_ not liking the "new" things we're doing at my work.
Each and every Friday, we're having to do a "special" project for our Quality Control department.
Because of the actions of ONE store that's located well away from our warehouse, we now are doing what I'd call "espionage QC checks" on this store's merchandise.
We're having to tear each and every pallet apart, double-check the entire store, then rebuild the pallets, and make it look like the entire thing was never touched before loading it into the trailer for shipping.
I really don't know what good this step is going to do, since all we'll be able to claim is that the merchandise was fine before it left our dock.
It still doesn't take into account the shipper needing to replace load bars between deliveries, or driving conditions, or load shifting, or many other influences OUTSIDE of our part of the delivery chain.
But I can't argue.
So I cope, and basically write off an entire day's worth of work to get that one store done.
It sucks.
Not only that, but this weekend I helped my younger brother move.
Yeah. That sucked too.
Two trips.
The first packed most of the stuff into the moving van, and I didn't do too badly until the 7th trip upstairs with a heavy dresser, or bed, or armful of boxes.
Yeah. I was hating life right about then.
But the icing on the cake was the last part I helped with.
Moving his pool table.
Getting it into the van wasn't bad at all. There were six of us to move it then, and we moved it all in one piece.
However, two of the six left right after loading the table.
So that left FOUR of us to unload the beast.
My arms are still killing me, and my legs and knees aren't going to let me forget about this weekend anytime soon, either.
Maybe it's time for me to admit that I'm getting older, and really can't quite do the things I was able to do just a few short years ago?
NAH.
I'll just take more pain pills next time!
See you all later!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
In Memory: Patrick Swayze
Now this is a guy I'm going to miss.
I _so_ wanted to be like him when I was in high school. He had all the girls drooling over him, and his movies just seemed to make them melt.
I remember watching his movies, and wanting to be the hockey player, or the post-apocalypse freedom fighter.. The dance instructor, the ghost..
He's going to be missed.
On a different note:
Kanye West interrupted Patrick Swayze's funeral to tell everyone that Michael Jackson's funeral was the "Best of all time!"
I return you to your normal broadcasting..
I _so_ wanted to be like him when I was in high school. He had all the girls drooling over him, and his movies just seemed to make them melt.
I remember watching his movies, and wanting to be the hockey player, or the post-apocalypse freedom fighter.. The dance instructor, the ghost..
He's going to be missed.
On a different note:
Kanye West interrupted Patrick Swayze's funeral to tell everyone that Michael Jackson's funeral was the "Best of all time!"
I return you to your normal broadcasting..
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Blah, blah, blah...
Well, it's that time of year again.
Corporate visitors who are determined to make your work week (and workday) hell on earth.
They come in, act like they're doing you a favor just by being there, and then tear apart each and every job that you do.
"You know, you could spend a little less time doing that job, and spend a bit more time doing this one."
"Why didn't you take more time doing (job I just said you could take less time on)?"
"By the way, I love how you've got control over this area, but here are some pointers to really help you get the most out of your time at this task."
Ad nauseum.
I'm at the tail-end of an entire network upgrade.
Beacuse of this, I've got computers, memory, and laptop stuff ALL over my office. I can't get rid of the towers or laptops until I've taken the memory and hard drives and disk drives out of these old pieces of crap. Once I do that, then I get to pile said parts into a HUGE box that I'm unable to lift by myself, and try to find some place to store it for a short while.
Then I can put the rest of the stuff on a pallet, and shove it in some dark corner of our warehouse until the disposal truck comes.
While trying to do all of this, said corporate inspector drops by, and offers these words of wisdom:
"You know, if you only did one or two machines at a time, your office wouldn't be as cluttered or crowded."
This is the same fella that two days ago sent me the email stating that all the PCs and laptops needed to be done by the time he got there, or my job would be at stake.
I don't know about you, but when given an ultimatum like that, I tend to take serious action.
Now, we've had the PCs and such for a LOOOONG time. Purchasing bought these back in January, and they got here in March. However, I couldn't DO anything with these machines, beacuse the computer lab folks on the corporate end hadn't gotten their machines yet, and as such, didn't have protocols set up for the new PCs to be installed on our network.
Yeah, that little gem there forced me to sit in my office with 40 boxes of computers that just gathered dust.
Once everything was done, it was time to take ONE machine, and work out the bugs. First, it was the operating system not liking some of the programs we run. So we start going over TONS and TONS of code in order to fix that problem.
Then it was access to specific much-used internet sites that were being denied. So we went back into the firewall hardware to reconfigure security settings.
Finally, I was able to install all the programs and configure the PCs the way that they needed to be. However, each PC took a little over 4 hours to get ready.
Do the math:
4 hours per PC
40 PCs
8 hour workdays.
Yeah. LONG time getting it ready.
Then comes the easy part.. Replacing the old one with the new PC.
Simple, right?
WRONG.
Then you get the calls about this screen saver not being on the new machine. Or this one program that they downloaded (against company protocol!) that they want back on the new machine... Yeah. I lost hair at this point.
So I'm frantically trying to get PCs done, changed out, and then stored in my "locked" office facility.
My office isn't really that big.
In fact, it's really quite tiny.
Once you add the networking hardware and servers, and battery backup and alarm monitoring equipment, it gets even smaller.
Now add 40 boxes of monitors, PC towers, laptops, and memory upgrades.
I have enough room to walk, very carefully, from my desk to my door. That's about it.
So, I finally get the stuff done, I get the drives and memory pulled, I get the towers stashed far and away from my office, I get the new PCs installed.
What next?
"You missed two PCs that need to be installed here this year."
Yeah. The two he's referring to aren't even here yet. One he's directly responsible for, since it's the security PC that hasn't been upgraded for 10 years.
The second is the "new" trial PC they're using for applications. This one is basically going to be a "dumb" terminal, where you turn it on, and it automatically boots to our application site on our LAN, and nothing else.
So yeah, I'd have replaced those if they'd gotten here, but since they're not here, nothing's been done about it.
So here I am, looking fondly at the reclaimed space I now have thanks to my hard work, and wonder just when this guy will leave so that I can get back to doing my job without having the moronic statements put me over the edge.
Wish me luck!
I'm gonna need it, I think.
Corporate visitors who are determined to make your work week (and workday) hell on earth.
They come in, act like they're doing you a favor just by being there, and then tear apart each and every job that you do.
"You know, you could spend a little less time doing that job, and spend a bit more time doing this one."
"Why didn't you take more time doing (job I just said you could take less time on)?"
"By the way, I love how you've got control over this area, but here are some pointers to really help you get the most out of your time at this task."
Ad nauseum.
I'm at the tail-end of an entire network upgrade.
Beacuse of this, I've got computers, memory, and laptop stuff ALL over my office. I can't get rid of the towers or laptops until I've taken the memory and hard drives and disk drives out of these old pieces of crap. Once I do that, then I get to pile said parts into a HUGE box that I'm unable to lift by myself, and try to find some place to store it for a short while.
Then I can put the rest of the stuff on a pallet, and shove it in some dark corner of our warehouse until the disposal truck comes.
While trying to do all of this, said corporate inspector drops by, and offers these words of wisdom:
"You know, if you only did one or two machines at a time, your office wouldn't be as cluttered or crowded."
This is the same fella that two days ago sent me the email stating that all the PCs and laptops needed to be done by the time he got there, or my job would be at stake.
I don't know about you, but when given an ultimatum like that, I tend to take serious action.
Now, we've had the PCs and such for a LOOOONG time. Purchasing bought these back in January, and they got here in March. However, I couldn't DO anything with these machines, beacuse the computer lab folks on the corporate end hadn't gotten their machines yet, and as such, didn't have protocols set up for the new PCs to be installed on our network.
Yeah, that little gem there forced me to sit in my office with 40 boxes of computers that just gathered dust.
Once everything was done, it was time to take ONE machine, and work out the bugs. First, it was the operating system not liking some of the programs we run. So we start going over TONS and TONS of code in order to fix that problem.
Then it was access to specific much-used internet sites that were being denied. So we went back into the firewall hardware to reconfigure security settings.
Finally, I was able to install all the programs and configure the PCs the way that they needed to be. However, each PC took a little over 4 hours to get ready.
Do the math:
4 hours per PC
40 PCs
8 hour workdays.
Yeah. LONG time getting it ready.
Then comes the easy part.. Replacing the old one with the new PC.
Simple, right?
WRONG.
Then you get the calls about this screen saver not being on the new machine. Or this one program that they downloaded (against company protocol!) that they want back on the new machine... Yeah. I lost hair at this point.
So I'm frantically trying to get PCs done, changed out, and then stored in my "locked" office facility.
My office isn't really that big.
In fact, it's really quite tiny.
Once you add the networking hardware and servers, and battery backup and alarm monitoring equipment, it gets even smaller.
Now add 40 boxes of monitors, PC towers, laptops, and memory upgrades.
I have enough room to walk, very carefully, from my desk to my door. That's about it.
So, I finally get the stuff done, I get the drives and memory pulled, I get the towers stashed far and away from my office, I get the new PCs installed.
What next?
"You missed two PCs that need to be installed here this year."
Yeah. The two he's referring to aren't even here yet. One he's directly responsible for, since it's the security PC that hasn't been upgraded for 10 years.
The second is the "new" trial PC they're using for applications. This one is basically going to be a "dumb" terminal, where you turn it on, and it automatically boots to our application site on our LAN, and nothing else.
So yeah, I'd have replaced those if they'd gotten here, but since they're not here, nothing's been done about it.
So here I am, looking fondly at the reclaimed space I now have thanks to my hard work, and wonder just when this guy will leave so that I can get back to doing my job without having the moronic statements put me over the edge.
Wish me luck!
I'm gonna need it, I think.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Have you ever really stopped to wonder....
What does it all really mean?
I'm talking about the complaints and belittling that folks feel the need to heap on people who like to blog.
I enjoy blogging. I write about stuff that moves or affects me.
At times I tell stories about growing up, other times I reveal things about my past.
I rant and rave about work. I complain about behavior and actions that really tend to stomp on my last nerve.
Sometimes I make the posts personal. Other times, I leave them open and ambiguous.
Does it all really matter?
To all of you, maybe not.
To me? It means something.
Yeah, this blog is almost like a diary. However, I don't care who reads it. I don't feel the need to take it under lock and key, and force folks to read what I put down.
If you don't like or agree with what I have to say, then it's as simple as NOT reading for the problem to correct itself. I'm not forcing you to read this, I'm not creating an incident by writing what I feel. I'm just being ME.
There have been a couple of times where what I've written has actually touched someone. That's great. However, it's not really what this blog is about.
There are times when I've offended and upset folks. Again, this is unintentional. That's also NOT what this blog is about.
This blog is here as my sounding board for whatever mood takes me. If I'm feeling nostalgic, then I can write down about fond memories I had growing up. If I'm feeling pensive, I'll write something similar to this post, beacuse it gets me thinking. If I'm in a good mood, I'll write silly stuff. If I'm angry or annoyed, I'll write down arguments about actions or activities that have really set me off.
So no two posts are going to be the same. They change just as often as the wind.
My wish here isn't about gaining readers. Those of you who like what I read, great! Keep reading!
Those of you who don't like what I write.. What are you still doing around here? It's not going to change anytime soon.. Get a clue, and move on.
Maybe at some point I'll decide to let my creative bone take control, and I'll write narraratives that will stir some kind of response from people, and have folks clamoring for more.
For now? I'm content to write what I feel, call a spade a spade, and not concern myself over the technicalities of personal involvement.
So sayeth the author of this mediocre blog, and thus shall it be!
I'm talking about the complaints and belittling that folks feel the need to heap on people who like to blog.
I enjoy blogging. I write about stuff that moves or affects me.
At times I tell stories about growing up, other times I reveal things about my past.
I rant and rave about work. I complain about behavior and actions that really tend to stomp on my last nerve.
Sometimes I make the posts personal. Other times, I leave them open and ambiguous.
Does it all really matter?
To all of you, maybe not.
To me? It means something.
Yeah, this blog is almost like a diary. However, I don't care who reads it. I don't feel the need to take it under lock and key, and force folks to read what I put down.
If you don't like or agree with what I have to say, then it's as simple as NOT reading for the problem to correct itself. I'm not forcing you to read this, I'm not creating an incident by writing what I feel. I'm just being ME.
There have been a couple of times where what I've written has actually touched someone. That's great. However, it's not really what this blog is about.
There are times when I've offended and upset folks. Again, this is unintentional. That's also NOT what this blog is about.
This blog is here as my sounding board for whatever mood takes me. If I'm feeling nostalgic, then I can write down about fond memories I had growing up. If I'm feeling pensive, I'll write something similar to this post, beacuse it gets me thinking. If I'm in a good mood, I'll write silly stuff. If I'm angry or annoyed, I'll write down arguments about actions or activities that have really set me off.
So no two posts are going to be the same. They change just as often as the wind.
My wish here isn't about gaining readers. Those of you who like what I read, great! Keep reading!
Those of you who don't like what I write.. What are you still doing around here? It's not going to change anytime soon.. Get a clue, and move on.
Maybe at some point I'll decide to let my creative bone take control, and I'll write narraratives that will stir some kind of response from people, and have folks clamoring for more.
For now? I'm content to write what I feel, call a spade a spade, and not concern myself over the technicalities of personal involvement.
So sayeth the author of this mediocre blog, and thus shall it be!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Now for something completely different...
I love Monty Python. It usually will affect my thinking in some way, shape or form at least 3-4 times in a workday.. And that's WITHOUT watching anything to do with the show or it's movies!
Yes, today is 9/11. The anniversary of a terrible incident in our American history. Yet I'm not really that inclined to relive it as many seem to be. It does strike a chord with me, as I recall where I was, and what I was doing.
But does that really do any kind of justice or service to those who were more directly involved in this terrible action?
I don't think so.
For that reason, I'm bucking the "norm", and going with my own stuff.
Yeah. Not a popular or wise move, but who am I to actually listen to people?
This week, Veronica (or ASM if you prefer) ran a theme about flaws in their HNT weekly photos.
My wife doesn't approve of my reading the blogs on Thursdays, since there is quite a bit of nekkidness that goes on with these posts. However, I do have to say that I don't read these posts at all on Thursdays.
This isn't true of this Thursday. I had to read. I didn't bother with pictures, I read the entries. Once I read the explanations, then I'd glance at the pictures, and see if I could see their complaints.
You know what's amazing to me?
The complete difference of perception about flaws or things that we'd like to change.
I know that the heart of ASM's themed post was about personally percieved flaws or minor "glitches" in ourselves that we'd like to be able to change.
Quite a few were about the stomach. The belly not being flat enough. The pooch that just sticks out and you can't quite tuck in as well as it used to.
Scars. Evidence of childbearing. Surgeries.
Feet, weight, too big this, not enough that..
You know, for each flaw that I could point out about myself, I'm sure there's someone out there who would scowl, point, and claim that I've got no right to complain about it, because there are folks out there who'd LOVE to be in my position.
Yet the idea behind ASM's theme was personally percieved ideosynchracies. Things we see about ourselves that WE feel are "flawed".
I mean, I can look at some of those pictures, and admit that there's some tone lost. A slight need for a "tummy tuck" or whatnot.
Yet as I critique that, it draws my eye toward myself, and the things I'd love to be able to change about myself.
Just ask my wife. I'd love to have the body I had when I got out of the service.
Six foot four, 285 pounds, only 3% body fat.
I was lean, mean, and CUT.
Now?
I'm sure it's still there somewhere, but it's got a BUNCH of insulation to cover it.
Yet I'm not disgusted with myself about it.
I've been teased about quite a few things personally.
My nose.
My hair.
My feet.
My weight.
My height.
My ears.
Yet I don't really see a problem with any of it.
Yes, I'd love to lose weight, and cut myself back down to be able to be more active.
I'd love to have those perfect veneered teeth, and have that dazzling smile that lights up a room.
I'd love to have hair that I didn't have to spend three hours on, and yet still looks like I came from getting a haircut.
I'd love to have a nose that was sensible, and didn't look like a beak that's been broken a few too many times.
I'd love all of that.
But I'm happy with who and what I am.
I'm a father of three. A husband to a wonderful wife. A responsible co-worker with a die-hard attitude. A reliable friend.
Yes. I have flaws. I have shortcomings and faults.
That just makes me even more human.
I'm at peace with being just that..
Human.
Yes, today is 9/11. The anniversary of a terrible incident in our American history. Yet I'm not really that inclined to relive it as many seem to be. It does strike a chord with me, as I recall where I was, and what I was doing.
But does that really do any kind of justice or service to those who were more directly involved in this terrible action?
I don't think so.
For that reason, I'm bucking the "norm", and going with my own stuff.
Yeah. Not a popular or wise move, but who am I to actually listen to people?
This week, Veronica (or ASM if you prefer) ran a theme about flaws in their HNT weekly photos.
My wife doesn't approve of my reading the blogs on Thursdays, since there is quite a bit of nekkidness that goes on with these posts. However, I do have to say that I don't read these posts at all on Thursdays.
This isn't true of this Thursday. I had to read. I didn't bother with pictures, I read the entries. Once I read the explanations, then I'd glance at the pictures, and see if I could see their complaints.
You know what's amazing to me?
The complete difference of perception about flaws or things that we'd like to change.
I know that the heart of ASM's themed post was about personally percieved flaws or minor "glitches" in ourselves that we'd like to be able to change.
Quite a few were about the stomach. The belly not being flat enough. The pooch that just sticks out and you can't quite tuck in as well as it used to.
Scars. Evidence of childbearing. Surgeries.
Feet, weight, too big this, not enough that..
You know, for each flaw that I could point out about myself, I'm sure there's someone out there who would scowl, point, and claim that I've got no right to complain about it, because there are folks out there who'd LOVE to be in my position.
Yet the idea behind ASM's theme was personally percieved ideosynchracies. Things we see about ourselves that WE feel are "flawed".
I mean, I can look at some of those pictures, and admit that there's some tone lost. A slight need for a "tummy tuck" or whatnot.
Yet as I critique that, it draws my eye toward myself, and the things I'd love to be able to change about myself.
Just ask my wife. I'd love to have the body I had when I got out of the service.
Six foot four, 285 pounds, only 3% body fat.
I was lean, mean, and CUT.
Now?
I'm sure it's still there somewhere, but it's got a BUNCH of insulation to cover it.
Yet I'm not disgusted with myself about it.
I've been teased about quite a few things personally.
My nose.
My hair.
My feet.
My weight.
My height.
My ears.
Yet I don't really see a problem with any of it.
Yes, I'd love to lose weight, and cut myself back down to be able to be more active.
I'd love to have those perfect veneered teeth, and have that dazzling smile that lights up a room.
I'd love to have hair that I didn't have to spend three hours on, and yet still looks like I came from getting a haircut.
I'd love to have a nose that was sensible, and didn't look like a beak that's been broken a few too many times.
I'd love all of that.
But I'm happy with who and what I am.
I'm a father of three. A husband to a wonderful wife. A responsible co-worker with a die-hard attitude. A reliable friend.
Yes. I have flaws. I have shortcomings and faults.
That just makes me even more human.
I'm at peace with being just that..
Human.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
A bit of clarification here:
So, I've been told that this rant I'm currently on is childish.
Really?
So then you feel that our ancestors who left a country in order to speak and say what they wanted were idiots and fools, little better than children for leaving their country of origin, and sailing across the oceans in search of freedom?
I'm not doing THAT grand of an action.
All I'm asking for is some respect and consideration for those that want it.
I'd have done this REGARDLESS of who was being attacked.
The fact is that I read about 20 or so blogs, and it just so happens that Dana's blog is the ONLY one where I see constant belligerant behavior.
(Aside from my own blog, of course!)
I can't stand the fact that some person can come into a place, belittle someone, make everyone else feel just a bit badly for the blog writer getting flamed, then spout off when attacked about their "freedom of speech" and how they have every right to say their piece of mind.
I agree with this.
Yet having that say ALSO means that the person who you're belittling has a right to what they say.
I mean, if Dana were to succumb to the peer pressure that Snugs and DoggyBloggy put on her, she'd really be no better off than most oppressed folks.
What good is it to have freedom of speech if you can't say what you like on a BLOG that you created?
What good is it to have freedom of speech if you can't be open on a public forum?
Attacking someone for what they do is usually expected. Especially from small-minded folks who always assume that you're only doing things for attention and the "oooh-aaah" factor.
Am I childish?
Yes. I have a good penchant for childish behavior.
If you don't belive me, ask my wife. She'll be the first to tell you this, I'm sure.
Is it childish to stand up for someone else?
I don't think so.
Is it really childish to stand up for your rights?
Absolutely not.
So there's the gist of my argument.
I'm standing up for rights. I'm not playing favorites, I'm not trying to be the hero. I'm just standing up for what I truly believe is right.
Will I get attacked for this?
As you can probably see already, I have.
What you can't see are the attacks going on behind the blog. The emails, the name calling, and the disgusted sighs I get.. Even from my wife.
I'm sure that the main reason my wife is against this tirade of mine is because she's assuming that I'm defending Dana.
Well, in a way I am, but to me it's really quite more than that.
I'm standing up for the rights a priviledges of ALL people that blog and write. You shouldn't have to make a personal page private just to be able to talk about your family life. You have the choice to write WHATEVER you feel needs to be said. Sure, if you're going to use folks in your blog then you should use permission before naming someone. However, there are times when I feel that you should be justified in your use of names no matter WHAT their opinion is.
This is one of those times.
I actually like Doggybloggy's site. The food really does look good, and he approaches this with an obvious love for what he's writing about.
That still doesn't give him the right to wander onto someone else's page, and spout vile and nasty words and abusive language to other bloggers.
Snugs is a different matter.
She's a follower, and one with a personal axe to grind against Dana.
Because of this, I could really care less about whatever it is she has to say. She assumes that things are "private" yet then drops onto a public blog to air this dirty laundry. She claims that she doesn't want to write a blog, because it's not a priority in her life. Yet this very same person haunts more blogs than I do, and has time to comment on them all. So writing a blog, not important, reading and commenting on them, very important. She also claims that she doesn't want to drag her family life into her blog. Not every blog I read deals with family issues. Some (like doggy's) deal with hobbies. Others include memories. Still others deal with things they find humorous in the news and outside influences.
Yes, many blogs tend to incluse family life in them. Why? It's simple. When you write, you tend to deal with the things you interact with the most, and that give you inspiration. My family does that, because I tend to spend the most time with them outside of work. Yet this doesn't mean that I keep on talking about them day in and day out.
Mostly I write about MYSELF. My work. My life. My perceptions. My feelings. My rights. Me, Me, Me, ME.
Do you see a pattern here?
The rants I took even revolved around ME.
My personal vendetta. My response and actions. My comments.
Hrm. So if I'm defending someone else, why is this still about me?
Think about that one for a second, and get back to me tomorrow.
Really?
So then you feel that our ancestors who left a country in order to speak and say what they wanted were idiots and fools, little better than children for leaving their country of origin, and sailing across the oceans in search of freedom?
I'm not doing THAT grand of an action.
All I'm asking for is some respect and consideration for those that want it.
I'd have done this REGARDLESS of who was being attacked.
The fact is that I read about 20 or so blogs, and it just so happens that Dana's blog is the ONLY one where I see constant belligerant behavior.
(Aside from my own blog, of course!)
I can't stand the fact that some person can come into a place, belittle someone, make everyone else feel just a bit badly for the blog writer getting flamed, then spout off when attacked about their "freedom of speech" and how they have every right to say their piece of mind.
I agree with this.
Yet having that say ALSO means that the person who you're belittling has a right to what they say.
I mean, if Dana were to succumb to the peer pressure that Snugs and DoggyBloggy put on her, she'd really be no better off than most oppressed folks.
What good is it to have freedom of speech if you can't say what you like on a BLOG that you created?
What good is it to have freedom of speech if you can't be open on a public forum?
Attacking someone for what they do is usually expected. Especially from small-minded folks who always assume that you're only doing things for attention and the "oooh-aaah" factor.
Am I childish?
Yes. I have a good penchant for childish behavior.
If you don't belive me, ask my wife. She'll be the first to tell you this, I'm sure.
Is it childish to stand up for someone else?
I don't think so.
Is it really childish to stand up for your rights?
Absolutely not.
So there's the gist of my argument.
I'm standing up for rights. I'm not playing favorites, I'm not trying to be the hero. I'm just standing up for what I truly believe is right.
Will I get attacked for this?
As you can probably see already, I have.
What you can't see are the attacks going on behind the blog. The emails, the name calling, and the disgusted sighs I get.. Even from my wife.
I'm sure that the main reason my wife is against this tirade of mine is because she's assuming that I'm defending Dana.
Well, in a way I am, but to me it's really quite more than that.
I'm standing up for the rights a priviledges of ALL people that blog and write. You shouldn't have to make a personal page private just to be able to talk about your family life. You have the choice to write WHATEVER you feel needs to be said. Sure, if you're going to use folks in your blog then you should use permission before naming someone. However, there are times when I feel that you should be justified in your use of names no matter WHAT their opinion is.
This is one of those times.
I actually like Doggybloggy's site. The food really does look good, and he approaches this with an obvious love for what he's writing about.
That still doesn't give him the right to wander onto someone else's page, and spout vile and nasty words and abusive language to other bloggers.
Snugs is a different matter.
She's a follower, and one with a personal axe to grind against Dana.
Because of this, I could really care less about whatever it is she has to say. She assumes that things are "private" yet then drops onto a public blog to air this dirty laundry. She claims that she doesn't want to write a blog, because it's not a priority in her life. Yet this very same person haunts more blogs than I do, and has time to comment on them all. So writing a blog, not important, reading and commenting on them, very important. She also claims that she doesn't want to drag her family life into her blog. Not every blog I read deals with family issues. Some (like doggy's) deal with hobbies. Others include memories. Still others deal with things they find humorous in the news and outside influences.
Yes, many blogs tend to incluse family life in them. Why? It's simple. When you write, you tend to deal with the things you interact with the most, and that give you inspiration. My family does that, because I tend to spend the most time with them outside of work. Yet this doesn't mean that I keep on talking about them day in and day out.
Mostly I write about MYSELF. My work. My life. My perceptions. My feelings. My rights. Me, Me, Me, ME.
Do you see a pattern here?
The rants I took even revolved around ME.
My personal vendetta. My response and actions. My comments.
Hrm. So if I'm defending someone else, why is this still about me?
Think about that one for a second, and get back to me tomorrow.
Friday, September 4, 2009
The "Piece de Resistance": Doggybloggy speaks!
As any of my readers know, I've had an issue with two childish bloggers who have decided that their words, views, and opinions are much more important than anyone else's.
These two are quick to spout off nasty comments, diry language, and directions as to how someone should write, or post their blogs. They'll be the first to yell out about this forum being an open and public blog, and that how freedom of speech gives them the right to state their POV regardless of what anyone thinks.
They're right.
Freedom of speech gives you the right to say whatever you'd like to say in a public forum. It's one of the most dear rights our highly lauded Bill of Rights gives to citizens of the US.
However, their beligerrant usage is something else, entirely.
Friday I tore apart the comment that was left to me by one of the two personages I'd had an issue with.
That posting was then graced by the leader of this twosome. Even though this person claims not to have any kind of control or say-so in what Snugs (the other poster) does, she tends to copy and mimic his every move.
That's like telling a parent that their kid doesn't copy their behavior and actions because they want to be like them, but because they're just trying to be their own person.
Yeah.. Doesn't add up here to me at all.
So, to my illustrious blogfiend Doggybloggy, I'll take those two comments you posted on Friday, and as you asked, I'll dissect them, and give you my take on YOU as a person as well.
Are you ready for this? I hope so!
Let's start with the first comment you put up, shall we?
"you are such a pussy - now go on and dissect that!"
Let's see here..
Name calling. You know, if we were face to face, I might actually be worried that you were trying to intimidate me. As it is, this resort just leaves me feeling kind of sorry for someone who is trying to act big, tough and macho. It strikes me more as some 89 pound weakling using blow-up muscles to make themselves look bigger.
You know what the saddest part about this is? I actually like his blog. It's nothing amazing, but just the down-to-earth way he approaches his one true passion really could be interesting, if there wasn't the fact that I know how much of a schmuck he really and truly is.
Moving onward.
"here is only one of your idiotic statements:"Of this I have no doubt. You are both old enough to know better. However, Dana has taken the high road, and tries not to rise to your childish behavior"you dont rise to shit like this you lower yourself - like I am doing by even making a presence on this blog...are you worth it? probably not. will you get readers from this - no more than usual - whats the point? pointless!"
Let's see... You actually read something I posted, and found an argument to tear down! Well, kind of.
Yes, you lower yourself when you start bickering like this. How did you phrase the term? Oh yeah.. "High-school antics" I think was how you'd put it.
You know who mostly started that crap? The bullies. Those "popular people" who thought that their shit doesn't stink, and that they can do no wrong with whatever they touch.
Those were also the ones who tended to cause as much trouble as they could if only so that they could blame someone else for the fuckups that would happen.
Sounds to me like you never left high school Doggy.
You've made a presence on my blog. Heck, even more so than I have on yours. So, if I've taken this entire fiasco, and blown it completely out of proportion, then what exactly are you doing now?
Yeah.. Sit down for a while and think about this.
So if someone stands up to you, shows you just how childish and stupid your actions are, your only recourse is to then make it EVEN MORE childish and stupid?
Great solution. I have to applaud. I'd never thought that taking something that was "high school drama" and descending to preschool antics would work, but you've completely proven me wrong.
But wait folks, there's more!!
I'd posted on this that I was going to dedicate this to him and have it run on Monday..
I got this response just a short while later:
"nah...by monday I will be so over you and so anxious to see the rest of darling danas trainwreck - you need to up the ante - go hit some children or something - make it worth my while to even come back..."
So now he's taking my faults, my mistakes, and trying to belittle me with them.
However, I'm actually NOT ashamed of what I did. I'm upset that my actions caused something that I didn't expect or plan on happening to occur, but I'm not ashamed of it.
But he's trying to make me feel less than a person because I have flaws and faults.
Guess what Doggy? Your flaw is that you can't leave folks like Dana and I alone.
You are the sick bastard that will stand and watch a car wreck just to see if there are hurt and injured folks, then stand there and point, instead of actually trying to help.
You'd rather show everyone else that you're better than those you read about.
You'd rather hide back on your "foodie" blog, talk about foods and get praise for the nifty pictures you cut and paste onto your website, and pretend that you actually mean something to those folks who really only come to drool about food while waiting for their lunch break.
Admit it, when you found that I was coming onto your blog and talking nasty, you didn't like it, because there was someone out there who was "dirtying" up your pretty little website.
I'm amazed that Snugs and you started thinking that I was the anonymous blogger who came crashing your site as well.
Why would I post my own comments, only to then log in with another account, and start all over again?
I stood up for my comments, and I own every word that I wrote.
If you really want to put the blame of someone else making nasty comments on your blog, fine. I'll take credit for something I didn't do, but I did find it quite funny.
So DoggyBloggy, here's my question for you:
If you're such a "big" person, why is it that you feel the need to be so nasty, rude, insensitive, and overbearing to the blogsites that you read?
Do you really think that much of yourself that you could walk on water if your body would just accept what your mind already knows?
Meh. I don't think so.
I think that in all honesty you're just a frightened little middle-aged man who hasn't really made much of himself, and to make up for that lack has lashed out to make himself feel better by tearing down others that he can find flaws in.
In doing so, you've gathered a couple others around you who are willing to jump on the bandwagon because they think you're doing something worthwhile, but in reality all they're doing is trying to tear down the self-esteem of others to make themselves feel better.
Well, if that's the case, then you're welcome to hack at me all you want.
Tear me down. Rip me apart.
I'm willing to stand here and take any and all abuse from you that you might want to dish out.
Do you know why?
Because I know for a fact that each and every insult, slander, or name you call me is just one more petty frustration that you're able to get off your conscience, and help you feel better about your petty existence.
Have a great blog life Doggy. I hope you feel better about the man you are now.
These two are quick to spout off nasty comments, diry language, and directions as to how someone should write, or post their blogs. They'll be the first to yell out about this forum being an open and public blog, and that how freedom of speech gives them the right to state their POV regardless of what anyone thinks.
They're right.
Freedom of speech gives you the right to say whatever you'd like to say in a public forum. It's one of the most dear rights our highly lauded Bill of Rights gives to citizens of the US.
However, their beligerrant usage is something else, entirely.
Friday I tore apart the comment that was left to me by one of the two personages I'd had an issue with.
That posting was then graced by the leader of this twosome. Even though this person claims not to have any kind of control or say-so in what Snugs (the other poster) does, she tends to copy and mimic his every move.
That's like telling a parent that their kid doesn't copy their behavior and actions because they want to be like them, but because they're just trying to be their own person.
Yeah.. Doesn't add up here to me at all.
So, to my illustrious blogfiend Doggybloggy, I'll take those two comments you posted on Friday, and as you asked, I'll dissect them, and give you my take on YOU as a person as well.
Are you ready for this? I hope so!
Let's start with the first comment you put up, shall we?
"you are such a pussy - now go on and dissect that!"
Let's see here..
Name calling. You know, if we were face to face, I might actually be worried that you were trying to intimidate me. As it is, this resort just leaves me feeling kind of sorry for someone who is trying to act big, tough and macho. It strikes me more as some 89 pound weakling using blow-up muscles to make themselves look bigger.
You know what the saddest part about this is? I actually like his blog. It's nothing amazing, but just the down-to-earth way he approaches his one true passion really could be interesting, if there wasn't the fact that I know how much of a schmuck he really and truly is.
Moving onward.
"here is only one of your idiotic statements:"Of this I have no doubt. You are both old enough to know better. However, Dana has taken the high road, and tries not to rise to your childish behavior"you dont rise to shit like this you lower yourself - like I am doing by even making a presence on this blog...are you worth it? probably not. will you get readers from this - no more than usual - whats the point? pointless!"
Let's see... You actually read something I posted, and found an argument to tear down! Well, kind of.
Yes, you lower yourself when you start bickering like this. How did you phrase the term? Oh yeah.. "High-school antics" I think was how you'd put it.
You know who mostly started that crap? The bullies. Those "popular people" who thought that their shit doesn't stink, and that they can do no wrong with whatever they touch.
Those were also the ones who tended to cause as much trouble as they could if only so that they could blame someone else for the fuckups that would happen.
Sounds to me like you never left high school Doggy.
You've made a presence on my blog. Heck, even more so than I have on yours. So, if I've taken this entire fiasco, and blown it completely out of proportion, then what exactly are you doing now?
Yeah.. Sit down for a while and think about this.
So if someone stands up to you, shows you just how childish and stupid your actions are, your only recourse is to then make it EVEN MORE childish and stupid?
Great solution. I have to applaud. I'd never thought that taking something that was "high school drama" and descending to preschool antics would work, but you've completely proven me wrong.
But wait folks, there's more!!
I'd posted on this that I was going to dedicate this to him and have it run on Monday..
I got this response just a short while later:
"nah...by monday I will be so over you and so anxious to see the rest of darling danas trainwreck - you need to up the ante - go hit some children or something - make it worth my while to even come back..."
So now he's taking my faults, my mistakes, and trying to belittle me with them.
However, I'm actually NOT ashamed of what I did. I'm upset that my actions caused something that I didn't expect or plan on happening to occur, but I'm not ashamed of it.
But he's trying to make me feel less than a person because I have flaws and faults.
Guess what Doggy? Your flaw is that you can't leave folks like Dana and I alone.
You are the sick bastard that will stand and watch a car wreck just to see if there are hurt and injured folks, then stand there and point, instead of actually trying to help.
You'd rather show everyone else that you're better than those you read about.
You'd rather hide back on your "foodie" blog, talk about foods and get praise for the nifty pictures you cut and paste onto your website, and pretend that you actually mean something to those folks who really only come to drool about food while waiting for their lunch break.
Admit it, when you found that I was coming onto your blog and talking nasty, you didn't like it, because there was someone out there who was "dirtying" up your pretty little website.
I'm amazed that Snugs and you started thinking that I was the anonymous blogger who came crashing your site as well.
Why would I post my own comments, only to then log in with another account, and start all over again?
I stood up for my comments, and I own every word that I wrote.
If you really want to put the blame of someone else making nasty comments on your blog, fine. I'll take credit for something I didn't do, but I did find it quite funny.
So DoggyBloggy, here's my question for you:
If you're such a "big" person, why is it that you feel the need to be so nasty, rude, insensitive, and overbearing to the blogsites that you read?
Do you really think that much of yourself that you could walk on water if your body would just accept what your mind already knows?
Meh. I don't think so.
I think that in all honesty you're just a frightened little middle-aged man who hasn't really made much of himself, and to make up for that lack has lashed out to make himself feel better by tearing down others that he can find flaws in.
In doing so, you've gathered a couple others around you who are willing to jump on the bandwagon because they think you're doing something worthwhile, but in reality all they're doing is trying to tear down the self-esteem of others to make themselves feel better.
Well, if that's the case, then you're welcome to hack at me all you want.
Tear me down. Rip me apart.
I'm willing to stand here and take any and all abuse from you that you might want to dish out.
Do you know why?
Because I know for a fact that each and every insult, slander, or name you call me is just one more petty frustration that you're able to get off your conscience, and help you feel better about your petty existence.
Have a great blog life Doggy. I hope you feel better about the man you are now.
Retribution..
At last! I finally have a reponse from one of those I have an issue with!
Here.. Instead of making you dig for her comment, I'll post it!
I have not bothered to comment since you deleted doggy's comments, why should I waste my time, besides nobody else seems to interested in your rants either. You are NOBODY to me and you know NOTHING about me. I choose not to blog because I respect my family's life and privacy, I have a life and a busy one at that, and blogging is not a priority for me. Show me where it says that I have to have a blog in order to comment on others blogs. I respect that others do not feel the same way that I do so why am I not offered the same in return? Why does the fact that I do not have a blog matter at all? To each his own.My issue with Dana is between me and Dana. I do not feel the need to answer to you. You have called me names, you have threatened me, you have ranted like a raged mad man over something that does not even involve you. I could do the same with you and the way you are treating doggy, but ya know I think that is between you two.Dana and I have a history of disagreeing and I am pretty sure that we are both big girls and can deal with it ourselves. I am not trying to speak for her, but really, who made you this blog god/police? Do you really think these tangents of yours make you some sort of hero? If you or she or anyone for that matter does not want argumentative comments by me or anyone else you can always go private. If you choose to make your life public you open yourself up to this.I don't know what you think gives you the justification to call me the names that you have done and you seem to be really obsessed with my weight, not sure what that has to do with anything, but I can assure you that even combined me and doggy are no where close to this 500# figure, how about you and your wifey? Maybe you are getting us mixed up. I have never called Dana names. From my view it appears to me that you are doing the very thing that you are upset with me and dogggy for doing, but you are doing it on a much grander scale. In my book that makes you a hypocrite. Seems only fair to me after all the names you have called me that I give you that one. If I was a friend of yours, I would have grave concern over your apparent anger management issues. But since you are nobody to me, I will leave that to all your adoring fans and readers.I hope this satisfies your ego that I have responded. You will not get more out of me, I have no interest in you or your little blog and do not find it entertaining in the least. I refuse to continue this with you although I find it amusing that you have been so monopolized by it. If you want to go on with it that is your choice; it's obvioulsy given you something to blog about. Get a life dude, seriously...Snugs
Yup. For someone who doesn't care, she certainly can be long-winded, can't she?
Now, let's take my highly useless college education that I received, and we'll go over this argument, and tear it apart a bit..
First off:
"I have not bothered to comment since you deleted doggy's comments, why should I waste my time, besides nobody else seems to interested in your rants either. You are NOBODY to me and you know NOTHING about me."
This is a contradiction in terms right here. Hello.. Snugs? This post you put here is called a COMMENT. Congrats on not being able to figure this out.
Secondly, you only comment if Doggy comments? Do you not have a mind of your own? Seriously? I find that quite sad.
I know something about you. You're pathetic enough that even though this _is_ a public Blog, you still feel the need to personally attack those who are willing to talk about their viewpoint and experiences. If that's such a big deal to you, CLOSE the Freaking Window!
Let's move on, shall we?
"I choose not to blog because I respect my family's life and privacy, I have a life and a busy one at that, and blogging is not a priority for me. Show me where it says that I have to have a blog in order to comment on others blogs."
Um, what does blogging have to do with your family's life and privacy? I've read DoggyBloggy's blog, and it's about food. How exactly does that impact his family life?
Granted, WRITING a blog isn't one of your priorities, but apparently reading and commenting on blogs IS.. I mean, you comment more and read more blogs than I do in a week!
You don't need to write one, but if you really want a foot to stand on argument-wise about blog content and what "should" and "should not" be posted on a blog, then walk where others tread before deciding that it's not a path for you.
Moving right along:
"I respect that others do not feel the same way that I do so why am I not offered the same in return? Why does the fact that I do not have a blog matter at all? To each his own.My issue with Dana is between me and Dana. I do not feel the need to answer to you."
I have to call BS to the first line. Actually, you DON'T respect other viewpoints, or we wouldn't really be having this argument (sans comments and blog posts) over your behavior, now would we?
The fact is that because you don't have a blog, you still feel the need to tell others what to do or say. Fascism at work here, ladies and gentlemen! I mean, what's next? You're going to tell me that even though we've never met, I'm not going to be fat/thin/well-dressed enough for society's views?
You issue with Dana has caused a poor display of childishness, and that involves WHOMEVER reads Dana's blog. It's just between Dana and you?? If that's the case, then your whole argument about privacy is CRAP, since you decided to air this PUBLICLY on Dana's blog. You hypocrite.
You don't feel the need to answer to me? Funny, then what is this comment and rant all about then?
Moving onwards, and further into her sick, twisted mind:
"You have called me names, you have threatened me, you have ranted like a raged mad man over something that does not even involve you. I could do the same with you and the way you are treating doggy, but ya know I think that is between you two."
I've called you names, yes. Why? because I'm tired of your attitude and belittling of someone who is just trying to air their dirty laundry. Is it REALLY any business of yours how she does this?
NO.
But then you take your high-and-mighty act, become a total bitch, and post some snide and evil remark just to try to get her goat.
Yeah. Like I said before, I don't take well to bullies.
I've threatened you?? How so exactly?
I'm sure there have been many folks who have offered bodily harm to me over the internet, but have I actually felt threatened?
Nah. Not so much.
Ranted and raved like a madman. You know, I kind of like this.. Mind if I take it, and use it for my blog tagline?
Over something that doesn't involve me? Are you serious? You take pot-shots and make cheap and snide comments on a public blog, and think that it's none of my business? See again the point about this being a PUBLIC blog, and where privacy ends, please and thank you!
You could do the same, and complain about how I'm treating Doggy, and right there you just did! Congratulations! Yes, this is between him and I, and it's also between you and I as well! You also take cheap shots at me EVEN ON HIS BLOG. You can't take the time to open your own page, and just rant like I do about it, so you clamp down like a leech on someone else's work, and air your complaints. You know what? The reason I think you don't is because you're afraid of the rejection that _NO_ readers would even bother LOOKING at your blog, much less reading your crap.
Contrary to popular opinion, I actually DO have a couple of readers. They faithfully read, even when I have absolutely nothing to say. I kind of like that.
However, in this point, I'm sure they'll agree with me that your actions have been reprehensible at best. That you should actually feel the need to defend yourself over this SHOWS everyone that you KNOW DAMN WELL that you're in the wrong, and that you're just trying to justify it in some sick and twisted way for your own self-satisfaction.
Moving onward:
"Dana and I have a history of disagreeing and I am pretty sure that we are both big girls and can deal with it ourselves. I am not trying to speak for her, but really, who made you this blog god/police? Do you really think these tangents of yours make you some sort of hero? If you or she or anyone for that matter does not want argumentative comments by me or anyone else you can always go private. If you choose to make your life public you open yourself up to this."
Of this I have no doubt. You are both old enough to know better. However, Dana has taken the high road, and tries not to rise to your childish behavior.
To be honest, I wrote to her BEFORE I started this, and told her what I was going to do. I can't sit around and watch someone get belittled for their actions by a couple of folks who really don't have much of a clue what she's going through. So yes, I was given (minor) approval for my actions. I don't think she knew the lengths I was going to, but that's my problem, since I'm an adult, and can vouch for my own actions here, thankyouverymuch.
I don't think of myself as a hero. I'm actually trying to teach you and Doggy a lesson here about RESPECT. You're not going to get any from me until I see that you're actually trying to show some to others... Do you recall that one Snugs?
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
Amazing what truth lies in such a nice, little statement, don't you think?
So if we don't want to have argumentative statements, we need to hide away from everyone else. That's your solution? Well, that can go two ways. If you don't want someone attacking you for being an overbearing selfish bitch, then you shouldn't post argumentative comments on a public blog, now should you?
Digging further:
"I don't know what you think gives you the justification to call me the names that you have done and you seem to be really obsessed with my weight, not sure what that has to do with anything, but I can assure you that even combined me and doggy are no where close to this 500# figure, how about you and your wifey? Maybe you are getting us mixed up. I have never called Dana names. From my view it appears to me that you are doing the very thing that you are upset with me and dogggy for doing, but you are doing it on a much grander scale. In my book that makes you a hypocrite. Seems only fair to me after all the names you have called me that I give you that one. "
You don't know what gives me justification in calling you names.. True. I'm a jackass for doing so. but I've never made apologies for who I am. Like I've said before, I'm an ass.
I seem obsessed with your weight? I've made two comments about it, and that's an obsession?
Then obviously you're OVEROBSESSED over Dana's blog, since you can't seem to leave her alone. Let's count how many times I've made mention of your weight, and how many times you've gone the extra mile to belittle her blog postings..
Yeah. eat that one Snugs.
You've never called Dana names. But you have insinuated that she's a bad parent, a bad person, many other things. What's worse?
Yes! you get the picture here! I'm treating you and Doggy EXACTLY like you've been treating Dana! How does it feel? Like it? I hope so, because until you start to mature, and clean that SHIT up, I'm going to keep doing it!
Oh joy.. Here's my name:
I'm a hypocrite. *shiver*
Actually, this is what is called "poetic justice". I mean, after all of the nastiness and crap that has been spewed from your comments, you're daring to call me a hypocrite for daring to treat you exactly like you've been treating someone else?
Yeah.. Priceless.
Continuing on:
"If I was a friend of yours, I would have grave concern over your apparent anger management issues. But since you are nobody to me, I will leave that to all your adoring fans and readers.I hope this satisfies your ego that I have responded. You will not get more out of me, I have no interest in you or your little blog and do not find it entertaining in the least. I refuse to continue this with you although I find it amusing that you have been so monopolized by it. If you want to go on with it that is your choice; it's obvioulsy given you something to blog about. Get a life dude, seriously...Snugs"
Rule number one here: You're NOT my friend, Snugs. Nor will you ever be. I don't want to associate myself with someone who not only doesn't care about what others read, but then feels the need to belittle those who are really writing from the heart.
That kind of small mind just isn't something I'd care to surround myself with, thanks.
Adoring fans and readers? I don't know.. Why don't you ask them? More often than not, I really feel like they're just folks waiting for some kind of nasty car wreck, and then they can come out and gawk at the mess.. Then again, some of them really do like what I write, so that's just one more bonus notch for my belt, isn't it?
Yes Snugs, my life is complete now that I've had you comment a couple more times on my blog. Life is full, I can die happy. If it also amuses you, well then I've been able to strike gold not just once, but twice. Oh happy day!
For some reason, I highly doubt that you aren't going to stop posting, especially when this personal character attack on you that I'm posting hits tomorrow. (I'm writing this on Thursday, since that is when I got the comment!)
Like I've said before: Until I see some kind of change of heart from EITHER of you two in regards to your childish behavior, I actually AM going to keep up with this vendetta of mine.
I hope you enjoy this Snugs, I really hope you do. Maybe somewhere along the line, you'll be able to grow up a little, and learn something in the process.
Many happy returns!
Here.. Instead of making you dig for her comment, I'll post it!
I have not bothered to comment since you deleted doggy's comments, why should I waste my time, besides nobody else seems to interested in your rants either. You are NOBODY to me and you know NOTHING about me. I choose not to blog because I respect my family's life and privacy, I have a life and a busy one at that, and blogging is not a priority for me. Show me where it says that I have to have a blog in order to comment on others blogs. I respect that others do not feel the same way that I do so why am I not offered the same in return? Why does the fact that I do not have a blog matter at all? To each his own.My issue with Dana is between me and Dana. I do not feel the need to answer to you. You have called me names, you have threatened me, you have ranted like a raged mad man over something that does not even involve you. I could do the same with you and the way you are treating doggy, but ya know I think that is between you two.Dana and I have a history of disagreeing and I am pretty sure that we are both big girls and can deal with it ourselves. I am not trying to speak for her, but really, who made you this blog god/police? Do you really think these tangents of yours make you some sort of hero? If you or she or anyone for that matter does not want argumentative comments by me or anyone else you can always go private. If you choose to make your life public you open yourself up to this.I don't know what you think gives you the justification to call me the names that you have done and you seem to be really obsessed with my weight, not sure what that has to do with anything, but I can assure you that even combined me and doggy are no where close to this 500# figure, how about you and your wifey? Maybe you are getting us mixed up. I have never called Dana names. From my view it appears to me that you are doing the very thing that you are upset with me and dogggy for doing, but you are doing it on a much grander scale. In my book that makes you a hypocrite. Seems only fair to me after all the names you have called me that I give you that one. If I was a friend of yours, I would have grave concern over your apparent anger management issues. But since you are nobody to me, I will leave that to all your adoring fans and readers.I hope this satisfies your ego that I have responded. You will not get more out of me, I have no interest in you or your little blog and do not find it entertaining in the least. I refuse to continue this with you although I find it amusing that you have been so monopolized by it. If you want to go on with it that is your choice; it's obvioulsy given you something to blog about. Get a life dude, seriously...Snugs
Yup. For someone who doesn't care, she certainly can be long-winded, can't she?
Now, let's take my highly useless college education that I received, and we'll go over this argument, and tear it apart a bit..
First off:
"I have not bothered to comment since you deleted doggy's comments, why should I waste my time, besides nobody else seems to interested in your rants either. You are NOBODY to me and you know NOTHING about me."
This is a contradiction in terms right here. Hello.. Snugs? This post you put here is called a COMMENT. Congrats on not being able to figure this out.
Secondly, you only comment if Doggy comments? Do you not have a mind of your own? Seriously? I find that quite sad.
I know something about you. You're pathetic enough that even though this _is_ a public Blog, you still feel the need to personally attack those who are willing to talk about their viewpoint and experiences. If that's such a big deal to you, CLOSE the Freaking Window!
Let's move on, shall we?
"I choose not to blog because I respect my family's life and privacy, I have a life and a busy one at that, and blogging is not a priority for me. Show me where it says that I have to have a blog in order to comment on others blogs."
Um, what does blogging have to do with your family's life and privacy? I've read DoggyBloggy's blog, and it's about food. How exactly does that impact his family life?
Granted, WRITING a blog isn't one of your priorities, but apparently reading and commenting on blogs IS.. I mean, you comment more and read more blogs than I do in a week!
You don't need to write one, but if you really want a foot to stand on argument-wise about blog content and what "should" and "should not" be posted on a blog, then walk where others tread before deciding that it's not a path for you.
Moving right along:
"I respect that others do not feel the same way that I do so why am I not offered the same in return? Why does the fact that I do not have a blog matter at all? To each his own.My issue with Dana is between me and Dana. I do not feel the need to answer to you."
I have to call BS to the first line. Actually, you DON'T respect other viewpoints, or we wouldn't really be having this argument (sans comments and blog posts) over your behavior, now would we?
The fact is that because you don't have a blog, you still feel the need to tell others what to do or say. Fascism at work here, ladies and gentlemen! I mean, what's next? You're going to tell me that even though we've never met, I'm not going to be fat/thin/well-dressed enough for society's views?
You issue with Dana has caused a poor display of childishness, and that involves WHOMEVER reads Dana's blog. It's just between Dana and you?? If that's the case, then your whole argument about privacy is CRAP, since you decided to air this PUBLICLY on Dana's blog. You hypocrite.
You don't feel the need to answer to me? Funny, then what is this comment and rant all about then?
Moving onwards, and further into her sick, twisted mind:
"You have called me names, you have threatened me, you have ranted like a raged mad man over something that does not even involve you. I could do the same with you and the way you are treating doggy, but ya know I think that is between you two."
I've called you names, yes. Why? because I'm tired of your attitude and belittling of someone who is just trying to air their dirty laundry. Is it REALLY any business of yours how she does this?
NO.
But then you take your high-and-mighty act, become a total bitch, and post some snide and evil remark just to try to get her goat.
Yeah. Like I said before, I don't take well to bullies.
I've threatened you?? How so exactly?
I'm sure there have been many folks who have offered bodily harm to me over the internet, but have I actually felt threatened?
Nah. Not so much.
Ranted and raved like a madman. You know, I kind of like this.. Mind if I take it, and use it for my blog tagline?
Over something that doesn't involve me? Are you serious? You take pot-shots and make cheap and snide comments on a public blog, and think that it's none of my business? See again the point about this being a PUBLIC blog, and where privacy ends, please and thank you!
You could do the same, and complain about how I'm treating Doggy, and right there you just did! Congratulations! Yes, this is between him and I, and it's also between you and I as well! You also take cheap shots at me EVEN ON HIS BLOG. You can't take the time to open your own page, and just rant like I do about it, so you clamp down like a leech on someone else's work, and air your complaints. You know what? The reason I think you don't is because you're afraid of the rejection that _NO_ readers would even bother LOOKING at your blog, much less reading your crap.
Contrary to popular opinion, I actually DO have a couple of readers. They faithfully read, even when I have absolutely nothing to say. I kind of like that.
However, in this point, I'm sure they'll agree with me that your actions have been reprehensible at best. That you should actually feel the need to defend yourself over this SHOWS everyone that you KNOW DAMN WELL that you're in the wrong, and that you're just trying to justify it in some sick and twisted way for your own self-satisfaction.
Moving onward:
"Dana and I have a history of disagreeing and I am pretty sure that we are both big girls and can deal with it ourselves. I am not trying to speak for her, but really, who made you this blog god/police? Do you really think these tangents of yours make you some sort of hero? If you or she or anyone for that matter does not want argumentative comments by me or anyone else you can always go private. If you choose to make your life public you open yourself up to this."
Of this I have no doubt. You are both old enough to know better. However, Dana has taken the high road, and tries not to rise to your childish behavior.
To be honest, I wrote to her BEFORE I started this, and told her what I was going to do. I can't sit around and watch someone get belittled for their actions by a couple of folks who really don't have much of a clue what she's going through. So yes, I was given (minor) approval for my actions. I don't think she knew the lengths I was going to, but that's my problem, since I'm an adult, and can vouch for my own actions here, thankyouverymuch.
I don't think of myself as a hero. I'm actually trying to teach you and Doggy a lesson here about RESPECT. You're not going to get any from me until I see that you're actually trying to show some to others... Do you recall that one Snugs?
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
Amazing what truth lies in such a nice, little statement, don't you think?
So if we don't want to have argumentative statements, we need to hide away from everyone else. That's your solution? Well, that can go two ways. If you don't want someone attacking you for being an overbearing selfish bitch, then you shouldn't post argumentative comments on a public blog, now should you?
Digging further:
"I don't know what you think gives you the justification to call me the names that you have done and you seem to be really obsessed with my weight, not sure what that has to do with anything, but I can assure you that even combined me and doggy are no where close to this 500# figure, how about you and your wifey? Maybe you are getting us mixed up. I have never called Dana names. From my view it appears to me that you are doing the very thing that you are upset with me and dogggy for doing, but you are doing it on a much grander scale. In my book that makes you a hypocrite. Seems only fair to me after all the names you have called me that I give you that one. "
You don't know what gives me justification in calling you names.. True. I'm a jackass for doing so. but I've never made apologies for who I am. Like I've said before, I'm an ass.
I seem obsessed with your weight? I've made two comments about it, and that's an obsession?
Then obviously you're OVEROBSESSED over Dana's blog, since you can't seem to leave her alone. Let's count how many times I've made mention of your weight, and how many times you've gone the extra mile to belittle her blog postings..
Yeah. eat that one Snugs.
You've never called Dana names. But you have insinuated that she's a bad parent, a bad person, many other things. What's worse?
Yes! you get the picture here! I'm treating you and Doggy EXACTLY like you've been treating Dana! How does it feel? Like it? I hope so, because until you start to mature, and clean that SHIT up, I'm going to keep doing it!
Oh joy.. Here's my name:
I'm a hypocrite. *shiver*
Actually, this is what is called "poetic justice". I mean, after all of the nastiness and crap that has been spewed from your comments, you're daring to call me a hypocrite for daring to treat you exactly like you've been treating someone else?
Yeah.. Priceless.
Continuing on:
"If I was a friend of yours, I would have grave concern over your apparent anger management issues. But since you are nobody to me, I will leave that to all your adoring fans and readers.I hope this satisfies your ego that I have responded. You will not get more out of me, I have no interest in you or your little blog and do not find it entertaining in the least. I refuse to continue this with you although I find it amusing that you have been so monopolized by it. If you want to go on with it that is your choice; it's obvioulsy given you something to blog about. Get a life dude, seriously...Snugs"
Rule number one here: You're NOT my friend, Snugs. Nor will you ever be. I don't want to associate myself with someone who not only doesn't care about what others read, but then feels the need to belittle those who are really writing from the heart.
That kind of small mind just isn't something I'd care to surround myself with, thanks.
Adoring fans and readers? I don't know.. Why don't you ask them? More often than not, I really feel like they're just folks waiting for some kind of nasty car wreck, and then they can come out and gawk at the mess.. Then again, some of them really do like what I write, so that's just one more bonus notch for my belt, isn't it?
Yes Snugs, my life is complete now that I've had you comment a couple more times on my blog. Life is full, I can die happy. If it also amuses you, well then I've been able to strike gold not just once, but twice. Oh happy day!
For some reason, I highly doubt that you aren't going to stop posting, especially when this personal character attack on you that I'm posting hits tomorrow. (I'm writing this on Thursday, since that is when I got the comment!)
Like I've said before: Until I see some kind of change of heart from EITHER of you two in regards to your childish behavior, I actually AM going to keep up with this vendetta of mine.
I hope you enjoy this Snugs, I really hope you do. Maybe somewhere along the line, you'll be able to grow up a little, and learn something in the process.
Many happy returns!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Silence is golden..
You know, this is day three, and so far there's been absolutely NO response from the said perpetrators to my challenge.
Oh, they're willing to run off and hound someone else's blog, but to come right out and face the music just isn't something that they're willing to do.
No.
Like I said before: These people are nothing but internet bullies.
You know what the main characteristic of a bully is?
They're cowards.
Each and every bully that I faced down tended to fold when serious opposition came their way. All of the posturing, the bluster, the fanfare, whatever their "game" was to intimidate others just blew away when someone was willing to stand up to their little game.
Same goes here.
I stand up, I issue a challenge, and look what happens!
Two no-shows from the folks that I called out.
Am I surprised?
Not really.
Does this mean I'll stop?
Nah.
I made a promise to them that I'd keep up my actions as long as they kept up theirs.
I'm still seeing their veiled disrespect and harassment going on at other blogging sites, so I'm not about to cut off my postings.
They're not changing their tunes, they're just hoping that I'll go away, and that someone else will occupy my time. That maybe I'll forget about them, and they'll be able to keep on playing Blog-God here.
Guess what??
Not gonna happen.
I've admitted before that I'm an ass. I really am. I have firm beliefs, and I don't give them up for anything.
Well, this is one of my beliefs.
I'm here to put a stop to what I've seen. If that means that I've got to enter a blog, and write nasty shit for everyone to see, and make folks think otherwise about reading a blog, then so be it.
If that means that I need to go and belittle some writer just because I don't agree with their standpoint.. I'm game.
I think I'll treat these two just like I have to deal with my ADHD son. Actions deserve a consequence.
They've done plenty of actions, and basically recieved no consequences for them.
Well, prepare to reap the whirlwind, because I'm still not through with you two just yet!
Oh, they're willing to run off and hound someone else's blog, but to come right out and face the music just isn't something that they're willing to do.
No.
Like I said before: These people are nothing but internet bullies.
You know what the main characteristic of a bully is?
They're cowards.
Each and every bully that I faced down tended to fold when serious opposition came their way. All of the posturing, the bluster, the fanfare, whatever their "game" was to intimidate others just blew away when someone was willing to stand up to their little game.
Same goes here.
I stand up, I issue a challenge, and look what happens!
Two no-shows from the folks that I called out.
Am I surprised?
Not really.
Does this mean I'll stop?
Nah.
I made a promise to them that I'd keep up my actions as long as they kept up theirs.
I'm still seeing their veiled disrespect and harassment going on at other blogging sites, so I'm not about to cut off my postings.
They're not changing their tunes, they're just hoping that I'll go away, and that someone else will occupy my time. That maybe I'll forget about them, and they'll be able to keep on playing Blog-God here.
Guess what??
Not gonna happen.
I've admitted before that I'm an ass. I really am. I have firm beliefs, and I don't give them up for anything.
Well, this is one of my beliefs.
I'm here to put a stop to what I've seen. If that means that I've got to enter a blog, and write nasty shit for everyone to see, and make folks think otherwise about reading a blog, then so be it.
If that means that I need to go and belittle some writer just because I don't agree with their standpoint.. I'm game.
I think I'll treat these two just like I have to deal with my ADHD son. Actions deserve a consequence.
They've done plenty of actions, and basically recieved no consequences for them.
Well, prepare to reap the whirlwind, because I'm still not through with you two just yet!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Oxymoron warning!!
Yeah.
In case you're confused, I'll explain.
An OXYMORON is a contradiction in terms.
Jumbo Shrimp.
Military Intelligence.
You get the picture..
Yeah. Well this week I started a feud with a couple of lumps of lard on the blog-o-sphere over some (percieved) injustice.
You know what's funny? These same people advocate an open and free internet, and then try to tell others what they should and shouldn't say!
Are you getting the irony here?
They're willing to pass judgement on others, point out faults and flaws, and then expect everyone to assume that they have none themselves.
I'm sorry, did you mean to tell me that you're Jesus Christ returned in the flesh??
You're the next Buddha, and I completely missed that fact?
No, wait. That was the Virgin Mary talking, and I should pay better attention next time.
What. The fuck. Ever.
These folks are just as flawed as the next person. They don't have cause or grounds to be able to do or say these things, and then expect someone NOT to show them the error of their ways.
Beacuse of this, I'll leave any comment open. I'll leave posts unaltered.
However, I expect the same from them.
Oh, wait.
One of them DOESN'T blog.
This is the one who goes to read other folks thoughts, feelings, and life stories, and then proceeds to pass judgement on them.
Yeah. Go find another fence to gossip at.
Unless you're unable to get yourself out of the house.
Then I suggest you look into the Jaws of Life in order to get out and get some liposuction done.
Anyway, I'm done here.
Anyone want to see what happens next?
Read on.
In case you're confused, I'll explain.
An OXYMORON is a contradiction in terms.
Jumbo Shrimp.
Military Intelligence.
You get the picture..
Yeah. Well this week I started a feud with a couple of lumps of lard on the blog-o-sphere over some (percieved) injustice.
You know what's funny? These same people advocate an open and free internet, and then try to tell others what they should and shouldn't say!
Are you getting the irony here?
They're willing to pass judgement on others, point out faults and flaws, and then expect everyone to assume that they have none themselves.
I'm sorry, did you mean to tell me that you're Jesus Christ returned in the flesh??
You're the next Buddha, and I completely missed that fact?
No, wait. That was the Virgin Mary talking, and I should pay better attention next time.
What. The fuck. Ever.
These folks are just as flawed as the next person. They don't have cause or grounds to be able to do or say these things, and then expect someone NOT to show them the error of their ways.
Beacuse of this, I'll leave any comment open. I'll leave posts unaltered.
However, I expect the same from them.
Oh, wait.
One of them DOESN'T blog.
This is the one who goes to read other folks thoughts, feelings, and life stories, and then proceeds to pass judgement on them.
Yeah. Go find another fence to gossip at.
Unless you're unable to get yourself out of the house.
Then I suggest you look into the Jaws of Life in order to get out and get some liposuction done.
Anyway, I'm done here.
Anyone want to see what happens next?
Read on.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Freedom of Speech
You know, there are times where I really wonder if some folks can honestly think of themselves as people when they can take a freedom for granted, and then use that same freedom to try to belittle others..
The Freedom of Speech gives us the right to say what we like, where we like, when we like.
If you don't like it, turn the other way.
This is especially nice in the blogging world, because there's that nifty little "x" mark in the upper right corner that you can click on, and the offending material just disappears..
It's called the miracle of technology.
Yet for some unknown reason, there are people out there who are small enough in their ideals, minds, and personalities that they feel the urge and need to lash out at those of us who are willing to write about personal life details.
These people are just "internet bullies" who try to look for a fight, and then get upset when their daily life balance is skewed by something they don't like to read.
Then, for reasons unknown, these same folks try to "convince" (read force) the readers and the writer that they are the only ones with the correct solution, and browbeat you into submission.
I hate bullies.
Hell, I hate folks who even admire and stick up for said bullies.
I'm not a nice person when someone decides to be disrespectful to me. I also tend to get very abrasive when folks start disrespecting someone that I actually admire and respect.
For this, I've now gained the "admiration" of two bloggers.
Bring it.
Show the world just how petty and minor you can be.
I'll be here waiting for your comments, and you can bet that it won't bother me in the least to get as dirty as I want to be.
The Freedom of Speech gives us the right to say what we like, where we like, when we like.
If you don't like it, turn the other way.
This is especially nice in the blogging world, because there's that nifty little "x" mark in the upper right corner that you can click on, and the offending material just disappears..
It's called the miracle of technology.
Yet for some unknown reason, there are people out there who are small enough in their ideals, minds, and personalities that they feel the urge and need to lash out at those of us who are willing to write about personal life details.
These people are just "internet bullies" who try to look for a fight, and then get upset when their daily life balance is skewed by something they don't like to read.
Then, for reasons unknown, these same folks try to "convince" (read force) the readers and the writer that they are the only ones with the correct solution, and browbeat you into submission.
I hate bullies.
Hell, I hate folks who even admire and stick up for said bullies.
I'm not a nice person when someone decides to be disrespectful to me. I also tend to get very abrasive when folks start disrespecting someone that I actually admire and respect.
For this, I've now gained the "admiration" of two bloggers.
Bring it.
Show the world just how petty and minor you can be.
I'll be here waiting for your comments, and you can bet that it won't bother me in the least to get as dirty as I want to be.
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