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Enjoy! Please drive carefully tonight and watch out for the little ghouls and ghosts as they go in search of sustenance! In town, less than 10 mph has always worked for me! Also please watch out for any little "four-footers" who might be along and accidently get in your way! Remember, they need your help to eat, and Paulding Humane needs your vote! Just click on the link..... And once again, "The Mahster Mohnsta" Happy Halloween To ALL our DOPER / DOMER and other sweet friends, from Bill, Dondra and "Bert"!

Well, it's been a hectic and disappointing week, but one perseveres as best one can, yes? 1. We don't qualify for food stamps, because D and I make too much a month. Never mind that we both have medical expenses out the ying-yang (which is located near the "ol wazoo", remember?) a car payment, my COBRA insurance, gas, car insurance, groceries and rent and related living expenses, our combined income is over the 1500.00 a month limit so we don't qualify. 2. Filled out the Bankruptcy papers this week and paid the lawyers. This was something that really shook me up emotionally. Last year at this time, my credit score was in the high 700's. Today it's in the low 400's, and in a few months, it will be 0, I reckon. Friends and family have been most supportive (especially The Dopers , who helped with the funds for said Bankruptcy and so many other things,), but ya know? It still hurts when you buy stuff, make all the monthly payments and then suddenly stiff y

In my last entry, I told y'all about Angel Food Ministries and how for $28.00 ($30.00 if ordered online) I could eat 3 prepared meals a day for a month , right? Riiiiiiight , Dude! Now come on ! 90 meals for only $28.00????? The box has 10 prepared, frozen meals, Bill, you "Shankipottamus" ! Do you see what's happening here? I am not thinking things through ! Here's something else: After D and I first divorced, I was living pretty much on the cheap, so I decided to start clipping coupons? I was a clippin' MoFo too, Dude! That first Sunday, I clipped every damn coupon I could find, and the next day went to the supermarket, loaded up the buggy, got in line, and after the cashier totalled the order, I handed her a fistful of coupons with a big ol' grin! Well, she starts scanning them and then stops and asks me "where's the stuff these coupons are good for?" Huh? "Well, I thought I clipped the coupons out of the paper, hand them to you an

This afternoon I had an appointment with my Ortho pae dist. Well, lah-dee-frickin'-dah ! When did that job description pick up an extra a ???? So next week I have an appointment with my Daentist . ("Hey! Let's go with the Greek spelling and F V ck 'em out of some more bucks, Biggus Dickus! Y'ont to????") No, that's not what I'm Bastarding (got to give us guys equal time, Bitches! Juuuuuuust kidding , Honey!) about, y'all. What's frosting my balls is the fact that today , my Orthopaeeeeeeedist decided I needed a "brace" for my ankle. Not a cast , mind you; just a "brace" made of: Nylon, Velcro, a cotton "sock" (cut off a thing that looks like toilet paper), and a shoe string. Now before I ask you what you think that "brace" cost me, just take a minute and look at the "ingredients" (Nylon, Velcro, Cotton, Shoe String) One hundred and thirty nine dollars. $139.00 One-thirty nine. Sounds really

My COBRA insurance (heretofore affordable at 139.00 a month) runs out at the end of December (after that it's $380.00 a month!), so today D and I picked up applications for Medicaid (for me) and food stamps. We'll be turning those in tomorrow. In addition, I checked with Consumer Credit Counselling Service in Atlanta (you have to, before filing for bankruptcy) and they referred me to Angelfood Ministries. (Click on the title of this blog entry to go there). This is a place where you can order prepared meals (3 a day) for a fraction of what you'd pay at the grocery store. I qualify for the senior citizen package which only costs 30.00 ordered online. The good news about Angelfood is that ANYONE can take advantage of this service. You don't have to be poor, demented and delapidated like me. The food stamps, Medicaid and Angelfood will go a long way in taking some of the financial burden off my wife. This way she won't have to worry about fixing me anything to eat (you

So first, here's a picture of "The German Boy" after his sleep study! Puffy eyes, no make-up, no lipstick, no eye-shadow, hair all matted-up, but I had some GREAT dreams. *LOL* We'll know the results in two weeks, but my Polysomnographer told me I entered into "severe apneic territory" several times during the night! Pulmonary Oxyen Saturation dropped to 72% at one time. (Normal for me is 92-96% or greater). 72% is heading toward respiratory arrest. So this is the latest I am doing about this! I still have so much to give! Okay Eff all of that shit! Just help me take care of feeding the 4-footers, please? Remember to click to feed and vote for Paulding Humane! They were the first animal welfare group I became associated with and they are near and dear to me. Thanks! B~

Gonna see how much of my depression/dementia may be due to sleep apnea. Gotta be hooked up to some wires and monitored all night. I'll be back Sunday night and let you know how it went. "Fixin'" to walk out the door. Don't forget to click to feed and vote for Paulding Humane Society! We have people from all over the world helping with this, so please remind your friends, okay? Thanks Bill

This is part of something I wrote on another message board with some editing, okay? -------------------------------------------------------------------------- My very good friend on the Dope, Oakminster , brought this to mind when he shared this in a thread of mine called "Your Favorite Commercials". Okay, I have already mentioned that my American soldier Dad brought me and my German Mom and brother to the US in 1960. At that time, I still spoke with a very heavy German accent and did my best to try to fit in. One of the ways was to "go out" for "Midget Football" and it was my first encounter with who would prove to be an inspiration to me and I am sure many others: Coach Roger Sauls who passed away last year. Coach was very patient with me, teaching me the "ins and outs" of throwing and kicking that strange looking egg-shaped ball! In those days, a lot of little boys went out for it and we all had our heroes on the Villa Rica Wildcats Varsity t

If you don't see a blog entry for a while, don't be concerned, okay? I have a lot of things I need to take care of this week which entails lots of paperwork and research. I hope to be back Sunday night. Indeed. Thanks Bill Please don't forget to click and vote, and ask your friends to do the same! Thanks again!

They're still very infected and I am still having to keep antibiotic ceam on the bottom inner and top inner eyelids, so I can't sit at the computer for very long. Back soon! Thanks Bill

Okay, back from exam number two. Again, a very friendly doc (we actually attended West Georgia College at the same time!) who asked all the right questions and (I hope) got all the right answers. The exam, however, was very cursory: No blood work, no "snap" of that rubber glove, and no Bill (in a falsetto voice) yelling, " Oh.My.Gawd ! Are you gonna stick that big ol' thing in MEEEE?" I was actually looking forward to doing that, but maybe it's good that it didn't happen, because they might have thrown me out on my ass if it had. One thing that did happen was an x-ray of my arthritic right hand. Specifically the right middle finger which will just not bend, and which, if I still drove, would have served me well in traffic! I had forgotten that I mentioned that in my history, but apparently someone thought it was significant, and by golly, it is ! When I worked as a respiratory therapist, it was one of my jobs to manually resuscitate a patient in an em

Today was my psych exam, and the preliminary diagnosis was, "Your'e crazier than a shit-house rat!" Just kidding! (thanks for the image, Becks!) The testing today was almost the same as the one in August except this time D was there and had to fill out a questionnaire (in a separate room), but was in the room for the "history" of all of this, so if I got something "wrong" she would correct me. However, I'm just as drained now as I was that first time. Also, I expected hostility, but didn't experience any of that at all. My psychiatrist and test administrator were very pleasant and fair in their questioning and paused when I couldn't remember something or got "choked up" and couldn't speak. I'm going to keep this one "short and sweet", but I wanted to thank my friend and "teacher", Ms. Becks for the homework assignment of documenting the hell out of "what a long strange trip it's been".

....but here's a "taste" of what it might have been like on the way to my beloved Rothenburg ob der Tauber. The last time I was home I had my rental Mercedes up to 125 mph on the Autobahn, and I was screaming like I did the first time I went sky-diving. Apparently, though? I was still driving too slow for my fellow countrymen/women, 'cause they were coming up behind me in the left lane, honking their horns for me to get my sorry ass over!!!!!!!!!!!! Demm Krazzy Churmans! You are watching KRAFTWERK , the PIONEERS of "Techno-Pop" and you will see much more German "Techno" to come. Especially at Halloween! Please remember them! Thanks Bill

Click on the title to see this cute video from Mogipbob ! Y'all have a great weekend! Da Murph and a guest at his 5th Birthday party! Remember to click to feed and vote! Thanks B~

If not, there's more "juicy tid-bits" to come! STAY TUNED! Because I promised it to my friend "Becks", here is how D and I met....... After I did my "tour of duty" at Pine Knoll Nursing Home , I finally got "invited" to apply at Tanner Memorial Hospital ! My first area as an "orderly" was at "DESK ONE" (where D worked as a nurse). Try as I might, I could NOT get a smile out of this woman! Yes, I was drawn to her, yes, she was pretty, but would she give me the time of day??? What do y'all think? NO would be the correct answer. So I had to get to work. I had to conquer this woman, if that's the last thing I did! Ya know what did it? A CAR ! A '65 Pontiac GTO! When I saw D in that car, I knew she was my "dream-babe", so I went to work on her, and told her all of my corny jokes, rubbed up against her suggestively, and pretty soon we had us a date and that little GTO just purred right along while her

This evening, couretsy of my niece Lisa, one of the stage managers at 7 Stages Theatre in Little Five Points (a "hip" suburb of Atlanta), D and I were treated to a live performance of the musical "Hair". It was special because this is the first real night out together we have had since we got re-married, and we really enjoyed ourselves. I didn't know how D would react to the nude scene (it was her first time seeing it performed live), but she handled it well. (I must be "corrupting" her a little). When the actors removed their clothing, it was done very tastefully. Not one of them cracked a smile or flaunted anything, and if you're familiar with what takes place within the play itself, that was not a time for frivolity. At the end ("Let The Sunshine In") everyone in the audience was invited on stage to dance with the actors, but because my leg is still in this damn "space boot", I had trouble even navigating the stairs to get to

Special Request by Becks I'm getting ahead of myself with this "memoirs" thing, but what the hell! I graduated from Villa Rica High School (Villa Rica, Georgia) in 1968 and having achieved "instant popularity" as the drummer in "The Watchmen", I was full of "piss and vinegar". (I told y'all I was arrogant, right? Well, keep that in mind as you read what is to follow). My Dad had had just about enough of me running up his gasoline bill at Harold Smith's service station in downtown Villa Rica, and decided that, by God, I had better find some work ! This was around '69, I think, and I had some friends who worked as "orderlies" at what was then known as Tanner Memorial Hospital. Anyone remember what "orderlies" are and what we did? Only thing was, you couldn't just go "right to work" as an orderly. They needed you to start at the "bottom rung of the ladder", and then they'd talk to you