For example; when I used to be a shitty custodian at the local YMCA, I cleaned it so spotless and wonderful that they needed to wear sunglasses about a 1 mile radius from it… No matter the shittiest job on this planet of shit, I could make things so wonderfully awesome and spotless… Even if I was shoveling Miss. Jackie’s cow shit…

The farmers would look in amazement… “Wow, I need that guy to be MY farm-hand!” Anyway, I don’t know what the point of this post WAS, really. I guess just to brag a little bit, but I guess since I did all that, I should head to bed.

That’s if I could even sleep, because I shine so bright from my glow of awesomeness. Damn, where’s the night shades at… I’d hate to keep myself awake because of myself. Anyway, I’m off to bed… \m/ rock on!!

However, the downsides are the following:

1. No other writers but me.
2. No more drama bullshit.
3. Older posts of mine are going to be gone, totally, and are never coming back.
4. The use of swear words will be moderate.

With these changes coming soon, I’d like to ask the other authors to get ahold of me regarding their posts. I don’t want to remove their posts without their permission.

As for the Vindictive Bastard domains, they will be used as redirects to the new domain. I intend to have only ONE domain name from now on. All my other ones, including these vindictivebastard ones will be redirects to the new one.

I’m tired of maintaining so many domains and blogs. I just don’t have the time for it anymore. I also just want to have one site that best fits and suits ME, as I am. My wonderful personality will never die of course…nor will my general attitude. I mean, after all, if that happened, I wouldn’t be ME. Wheeee…

Anyway, this decision has been on my mind for the longest time now. And with everyone else being too busy to post, and or hanging up their gloves. I figured, what better time to change my “ways” as well. I’ll keep everyone posted as things progress.

Again, other authors let me know what you want done with your posts. Keep em or heap em? If you want to keep them, login and copy what you want and save em to text files or something. If you want them trashed, just let me know. Aight, I’m off to handle business…

Things not what they used to be Missing one inside of me
Deadly loss this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell i feel
Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me but now, hes gone

No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now i cant think, think why i should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now i will just say goodbye
Goodbye

Since I’m an old school Metallica fan, I think I’d like to have the song “Fade To Black” played at my funeral / burial… Either “Fade to Black” or “Nothing Else Matters”… Oh God those songs kick ass!

P.S. And to whoever gives a shit, I’d like to be cremated instead of having an open casket. I’d rather be burnt twice (real body after dying and then second time in hell), than be seen by a bunch of Christian hypocrites.

I also heard MOTHER was reading through my blog, sighing and bawling about the bullshit I wrote too, then going back around to family members telling them that I had written about them or whatever. It’s always nice to have remove the stuff you write, because it might hurt someone feelings, or just be the wrong thing to do…

Free speech is always shot down by someone, and having to “hide” your feelings, thoughts at a specific time, and yet having to change what you write from weeks, months, YEARS ago… is always a wonderful thing! NOT! It’s total bullshit… It’s like saying, “you’re not allowed to be YOU! You’re supposed to be what “WE” want you to be…” I’m sorry, but that’s just fucked up…

There was really NOTHING in my past posts that were that bad, especially regarding the family… I think I should include a PayPal donation button for a Sam’s Club sized box of tissues… Anyway, I will be removing alot of the more pointless posts though. Drama related and etc… Aight, I’m off to handle the business… tata!

P.S. Like I said before, if you don’t like what’s written here, then you can always just fuck off, and click the RED X button at top right corner of your screen…

I swear, they call more than family, girlfriend, friends, and general other idiots and assholes you never wanna hear from. Hell, I’d rather hear from the idiots and assholes, then the debt collectors…

Usually when they call and ask for me, I just tell them one of the following:

1. “Oh, he’s at work. He’s trying to make the money to pay you guys off so you stop fucking annoying the hell out of him with your god damn daily phone calls!”
2. I’m sorry, but he’s currently unavailable. He’s outside burning up all those worthless piece of shit letters you’re send him on daily basis.
3. I’m sorry, he can’t come to the phone right now. He’s out buying more alcoholic beverages with the money that he should be paying you off with…
4. I’m sorry, I’m currently… I mean, he’s currently unavailable at the moment, can I take yet ANOTHER god damn message from you!?!? I mean after all! It’s only been an hour since you last called…
5. Hey! It’s YOU again, I haven’t heard from you since yesterday!! How’s the family doing?
6. Hi, I’m sorry but Spencer died the other day. He no longer is with us. If you want, I can give you his new number and address. 1-666-666-6666 and his address is: 666 Satan Drive, Hell, 66666. Good luck getting ahold of him.
7. Hey there! I’m sorry, but I really don’t give a shit how much I owe you. Oh wait, this is his brother, I’m sorry. Can I take a message?
8. You know, you call more than my ex-wife does, when she needs the kids watched? And that’s pretty damn much. My as well just have them signed over to me, and you too! Whoo Hoo!
9. You know, rather then spending all this time and money trying to get ahold of ME, why not just wait until I get ahold of you? That way; the debt amount due never goes up, nor will the fucking collection fees.
10. Hello again god damn it, how about this; rather than calling for Spencer all the god damn fucking time, why not just move your “firm” into his house!? That way, you don’t have to call and call, or send out repeat letters all the time. You can just wake him up in the morning in his bedroom, and drive him fucking nuts that way!?!? OR, just be around him all the time in general until he commits suicide… then he won’t owe you SHIT!

The other thing I hate though too, is they sometimes “act” like they’re your friend or something…”Hey, is Spencer there? Tell him this is Mike! Remember me?!” I reply… “Wait, who this again? Mike from where?” I swear they’re getting just as smart “trick” wise, than we are!! Fucking god damn bastards!!

And I absolutely HATE it, when someone else answers the phone, and they don’t tell me WHO it really is, and then I get stuck on the phone with a debt collector. FUCK! That pisses me off… Then here below is usually what our conversations consist of…

Them: Hi! Mr. Spencer! I’m calling about a debt you haven’t paid on since 99! I was wondering if you’d like to make a payment of at least $50.00? I would just need your checking acct info or credit card….it’s that easy…

Me: If it’s so easy, can you make the first $50.00 payment for me…..? Or give me your credit card or checking acct. info so I can make that first payment…?

OR:

Them: Hello…Mr. Spencer…..I’m calling about a debt that you’ve created in 1999! I was just wondering if you’d like to take care of that today….??

Me: Well…! If you haven’t caught on by now…I really didn’t have any intentions on paying anything on it, especially if it’s from 1999 and haven’t made one single payment since I created the debt in 1999. Now kindly lick my hairy (recently just shaven) nut sack!!

God! I SHOULD get a job as a Debt Collector! Of course, I’d probably end up having to call myself all the time… ah well, at least I’d enjoy a conversation with myself!! Hell, might get better responses and have some actual desire of paying off debts… Ummm, NOT!

Knowing ME, I’d get into the “system” and give myself a ZERO BALANCE! HAHAHAHA! Fuck, I need to get a job at these collection firms… shit! Anyway, I’m out for now… I gotta call the girlfriend and then get to bed so I can wake up to a debt collector calling me at 7 or 8am… FUCK! Tata!

Thomas (Tom, Tommy) passed away at the age of 30, from an infection which stemmed from a surgical operation he had. It’s a shame too, because not only was he still young, but because he’s also leaving behind a fiancee and two sons.

I met Tom years ago through a friend. We had some disagreements from time to time, but we also shared quite a few good times as well, and partied ALOT back then too, LOL! But, as time went on, everyone kinda branched off to do their own thing(s), and then he moved off into another area of Pennsylvania, so it was harder to see him.

Anyway, I was planning on visiting him soon too. I heard he was back around the local area again, but was just too busy at the time to do the visiting. Damn it sucks. Fuck! I should have tried harder to make time to see him sooner. Just didn’t expect him to pass like that…

I guess it goes to show you, anyone could pass at anytime, from any cause… sigh. I’ll miss ya man. Rest peacefully. You’re in our hearts, mind, and prayers…

There’s nothing like buying a shit-load of songs LEGALLY (for once in my life), only to resort in having to download most of them ILLEGALLY via Limewire… Come on Crapsody… I mean…Rhapsody.. get your shitty software working right!!!!!!

Anyway, here’s my dilemma; I buy songs via Verizon’s Vcast Shop through the cell, and download the songs to the 2gb memory card. Even then, some of the songs can’t be fully downloaded at all… nor work (get player errors, “unable to access file” message), because something gone shitty on the software end of it. (Not sure if that’s Verizon’s fault though, I think it’s from Crappy Rhapsody’s side of the software.)

They tell me to get the VCast / Rhapsody software to be able to download the songs from my account to the computer… so, that’s what I did. Now, here’s where it gets even more shittier than before… Some of the songs fail upon downloading through the software too!

So not only some of the songs that I paid for, can’t be downloaded to the phone, but they can’t be downloaded to the computer either!! WHAT THE FUCK!!?!??!?! That’s like going to the store, buying the cd, then not being able to bring it home with you!!

The music artists bitch and bawl that everyone is grabbing their songs ILLEGALLY all the time, and then when someone ACTUALLY BUYS THEIR SONGS LEGALLY, YOU CAN’T GET THEM ANYWAY!!!!!!!! Not only THAT, even when you transfer the working songs from the memory card to the computer with a Memory Card reader, the songs can’t play in Media Player because it’s “Protected”.

Which then also results in a pop-up for the download prompt for having to download the VCast / Rhapsody software shit (which I already HAVE to begin with) but keeps prompting for downloading it anyway. Hell, even when I open the Rhapsody software while being logged in to IT, it don’t work, it won’t let me play “Protected / Purchased” songs in Media Player.

NOTHING FUCKING WORKS RIGHT, BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING SHIT!

Can’t upload YOUR OWN PURCHASED songs from the phone to the computer with a USB cable, can’t transfer them via memory card reader either and have them play for you (because after all, you paid for them and want them saved some where), but you can upload songs from the Computer to the phone. That’s fucking bullshit! That’s like, being able to drive the car into the garage, but not allowed to back it out later.

Because, what if your phone is accidentally ruined, someone steals it, water gets inside of it, or whatever. Where’s the back-ups of these songs? Besides grabbing them from your account online to download them to the computer, and even then, what if most can’t be downloaded anyway!?!?!?! Hey, it happened to me…

Last resort, is… Limewire. Even then, sometimes you’re shit out of luck, because the specific songs can’t be found in Limewire either… Nothing like trying to do everything legally, but can’t, because nothing works like it’s supposed too, so, there’s no choice but to do it illegally.

Bottom line is; Rhapsody is Crapsody! IT’S SHIT! And I seriously think Verizon should handle it all on their own, and not deal with any Third Turd Parties like Crapsody. We might have fewer problems that way. I’m tired of this shit, I’m just plain fucking tired. I’m off for bed… tata.

Nothing beats driving an M1A1 tank, shooting the 50 caliber machine gun, throwing live grenades, shooting the M-16 machine gun, 9mm hand guns, and eating M.R.E.S in the field.

Besides having to stay in shape, I think the worst part was having to take apart all the guns and putting them back together again in so many seconds. The actual physical training part, is what I loved most.

I’d actually LOVE to get back into Boot Camp again, because it taught respect, it taught you how to stay alert, stay in shape, how to eat and live off the land despite the worst case scenario you could face. I think, feel, and believe… that everyone in the world, NEEDS to be “ready”.

When the “shit hits the fan”, if war breaks out, if a nuke was dropped, if an A-bomb was dropped, if an asteroid hit, if a tidal wave struck, if anything of above happened or worse… would you be ready? Would YOU KNOW how to survive?

Personally, I think the average American would be a lost soul. Why, because everyone is so fucking spoiled rotten! That if something really happened, they wouldn’t know what to do! “Oh daddy, the microwave burnt out. Can we fix it?!” Um, NO!

We’ve just had an electromagnetic bomb dropped above the U.S.A. and it burnt out all, and everything electronic. Cars, microwaves, radios, T.Vs, cellphones, and everything else that’s electronic goes BYE BYE. Could you live?

Answer; Most likely not. Why? Because everyone is so pampered and spoiled by technology, and having everything handed to them on silver platters. It’s not making fun of anyone, it’s reality. If an A-bomb dropped in the U.S. what would you do?

Would you know how to survive it and live through it? Most responses would be no. I’ve been through Boot Camp (US Army) training. I’ve been taught alot of things, and quite frankly… I feel that it’s not fair or right, that the average citizens are “kept in the dark” about “how to survive”.

I firmly believe that EVERYONE needs to be provided with the tools in order to stay alive. Rather than be pampered all the time, try going without all your normal daily routines once. GO WITHOUT; video games, the microwave, the stove, the car, the backyard pool, the clocks, the computer, the TV, the phone, the normal way of life as you know it.

Train, learn how to survive without SHIT. Because before you know it, you really won’t have shit. And when that time comes, at least, hopefully, you’ll get through it. Because that time will come, and it won’t be long from now. Good luck with life, because I’ll always be here standing my ground.

Learn from those that know, because if you don’t, you will go. Tata!

Teaching my kids to smoke cigars……yeah ok. Did he forget that 95% of kids who don’t smoke cigarettes or cigars also don’t smoke weed? Also, we should warn our kids not to smoke weed but then take them out on there 21’st birthday and get them drunk? Alcohol (which is legal) kills thousands of people each year, more if you count DUI related fatalities. Total number of people who have died as a result of pot? 0. I think this guy has been smoking more pole than cigars.

And that, is why I am casting my vote for Dumbest person on the planet.

Your’s truly… Ravin

I don’t know WHY people are bitching and making a big stink about parents giving their own kids spankings. I mean shit, back when I was growing up…us kids always got spanked when we did something wrong. No one bitched, complained, or made a big stink about it, period.

My mom and step-dick-dad used a belt, a wooden paddle, or their bare hands, which ever was closest to them at the time. I firmly believe, that if a kid is getting out of hand, being bad, or just downright defiant, they deserve a spanking…

It’s what helps keep kids inline and headed down the right path in life. Without some form of punishment to help keep kids on the straight and narrow…they’ll end up in the news later down road when they grown up. Either for robbing stores, stealing in general, being a general troublemaker, criminal, or law breaker.

People of today are pussies when it comes to giving punishment to kids. “Don’t hit your kid, that’s child abuse!!” Ummm, no. It’s called, giving THEIR OWN kids what they deserve for being bad. To help keep THEIR OWN kids inline and headed down the right path in life…

Without some form of “Law and Order” for their kids, there’ll only be anarchy. With the kids running wild, doing what THEY want to do, and show no respect for anyone…

To the whiners and bawl babies bitching about kids getting spanked… I think YOU need a spanking and time out, NOW GO SIT IN THE CORNER, YOU BAWL BABY BITCH MOTHERFUCKERS!