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Now Thats A Big Wiener

(click picture to enlarge wiener)

Down the street from the Okie-Blogger Bash today was the world famous Wienermobile. Check out the inside of the giant wiener.

Live Blogging from the first Okie-Blogger Bash

I am at the first ever Okie-Blogger Bash.

Here are some of the Bloggers that showed up:

• Dan & Angi have something to say
• Sean Gleeson
• okcalvin and PsalmCast
• dustbury
• AKA Mike Horshead
• The Happy Homemaker
• The Dawn Patrol
• BatesLine
• Danz Family

What’s for Dinner Wild Bill?

Wild Bill’s Chili

I’ll try to turn this post into a daily thing. Here’s what’s for dinner.

I do not usally follow recipes. I just make what sounds good and what I have in the refrigirator. I felt like making chili today so here is what I came up with.

1 1/2 pounds of lean ground beef

1 med yellow onion

1 Tsp minced garlic

1/4 tsp tyme

1/4 tsp ground black pepper

1/2 Mexican oragano

2 tsp paprika

2 Tsp Worcestershire sauce

1 tsp celery salt

4 Tsp chili powder

1 16oz can tomato sauce

1 46oz can tomato juice

1. Crumble ground beef into a large pot. Add onion, garlic, black pepper, paprika, Wocestershire sauce to pot. Brown grounf beef on medium high heat. Drian fat.

2. In a large pot combine brown ground beef mixture, tomato sauce, tomato, juice, tyme, oragano, celery salt, and chili powder. Cook covered on low heat for 30 minutes.

3. Eat your chili.

Wild Bill making a come back!

On December 8, I lost my composer, I lost my direction, and I lost my drive to keep up with the blog. I started Passionate America because I have always liked writing and thought I had something to say that was a little different from the usual.

At the beginning of my little adventure into the Blogsphere, I was fired up about this new media. Each day I celebrated with my family and friends each new visitor and took great joy each time my TTLB Ecosystem ranking increased. Five visitors each day slow increased until the day I received 7000 visitors in one day. At the height of my rise in the blog standings, I was ranked as a Large Mammal and regularly received 1000 visitors each day. I even inspired my brother Mike to start his own blog.

However, success creates fans and enemies. At first, I was my biggest fan, and then as time went by Passionate America started to develop a small following of loyal readers and commenters. I woke up each morning excited to read my email and the comments on Passionate America. Each day I explored new ways to increase my site traffic and refine the look and design of my site. Each day I read at least 15 to 30 other websites and posted 3 to 5 times each day. I enjoyed playing the virtual blog stock market at Blogshares and watched my site valuation rise to a 52-week high of $11,000. I felt like I was at the top of my game (once again) and nothing could stop me.

Then the negative attacks started. I will not blame all of the negative attacks toward Passionate America and me on other people. Some of it was in retaliation for the many posts I made about liberals. I started to feel untouchable. My ego expanded with each positive comment I received and my intolerance for negative comments grew exponentially until the day of my last venomous post on December 08, 2004. The negative attacks had served their purpose. I had lost my cool, I was so angry I really did not care if I ever posted again.

As I type these words, I am forced to reflect on the lesson in humility I have learned over the last month. It was a lesson that I desperately needed to learn and I am a better person for learning that lesson.

Wild Bill is back and I hope you will spend a little of your time each day helping me turn this website into the expression of Passion that I intended it to be. I would love to hear any ideas you might have for the future of Passionate America and I hope that I can add you to my growing list of friends. Thank you for your patience and sorry for the wait.

PA first, Commenter Banned.

Well it was bound to happen. I had to ban an idiot from commenting on Passionate America. Until yesterday, I had never banned anyone and I still have never deleted a comment. However that is about to change.

Anonymous2 is a fucking piece of shit. Anonymous2 (Now IMA Beatlesfan) is too much of a bitch to put a real email address on his comments. I will ban his stupid ass every time he posts a comment from now on. If he continues to try to pick a fight, I will tell everyone his real name and why he has a personal vendetta against me. I know who you are. If you have a personal problem with me you can always give me a call, you know my phone number. Are you too big of a bitch to pick up the phone? Keep fucking with me and everyone will know about you. If you would like to be civil then I will unban you, and you can go back to commenting. I do not give a rat’s ass if someone disagrees with me. I do not even care if you do not like me, but if you personally attack me, I will fight back. I will not post your name Anonymous2 if you send me an email so we can discuss this unfortunate incident. It is up to you. If you do not respond by email, I will delete every comment you have ever made. In addition, I will delete every comment you make in the future. I might even go up to your job and have a talk with your boss. So, you can go on playing pussy ass games or we can handle this like men.

Legalize Marijuana: Are you crazy?

On Tuesday, November 30, I posted Why I am not a Libertarian! The comments section of that post turned into a discussion about legalizing marijuana and wife rape. We will leave wife rape for another post, but for now let us talk about why some people want to legalize marijuana.

Legalize Marijuana: Are you crazy?

Anyone that wants to legalize marijuana is crazy and a study today just might prove this statement. Marijuana may increase risk of psychosis. The last paragraph of the article says, “Doctors do not understand how cannabis increases the risk of mental illness but they suspect it affects the dopamine system in the brain which is associated with pleasure.” I think I can help the doctors understand why cannabis use has a correlation with increases in the risk of mental illness.

The majority of marijuana users have a pre-existing condition called liberalism. Those of us that are not afflicted with the mental illness liberalism, know that liberalism, is in fact, a mental illness.

Liberalism: A Mental Illness.

Liberalism affects the brain by making commonsense almost non-existent which results in an attempt by the mentally ill liberal to blur the line between right and wrong. Without commonsense the mentally ill liberal is at an extreme disadvantage to accept what they know as right and what they know as wrong. The difference between right and wrong is a constant and this is why we see an increase in psychosis rates for liberals and marijuana users. Since right and wrong is a constant and liberals and marijuana users are knowingly making wrong decisions, they feel shame and guilt. This shame and guilt often manifests itself as depressing thoughts, anger, and bitterness. Many liberals try to diminish their negative feelings with alcohol, drugs and/or other addictive and destructive behavior.

Liberalism affects an individual by increasing the frequency that a liberal will attempt to rationalize their wrong decisions in such a way as to reduce their perceived personal accountability for their own decisions. This reduced personal accountability leads to an exponential growth in wrong decisions and so we see the process repeated. A liberal makes a bad decision, and then tries to rationalize that bad decision to minimize their accountability for that bad decision, now the liberal has made another bad decision and the liberal must now repeat the process repeatedly until their sanity has been extremely compromised.

Learning from one’s mistakes is dependant on the level of personal accountability a person is willing to accept. Liberalism by design diminishes personal accountability until it is impossible for a liberal to learn from their mistakes. This causes the liberal to create a fantasy reality where they perceive anyone that disagrees with their self-created reality as unrealistic, intolerant, bigoted, homophobic, racist, evil, and/or George W. Bush. The liberal is now dependant on their mental illness to hold together the fabric of their fantasy reality.

The Cure For Liberalism.

There is a cure for liberalism. It is not a pill and it is not more liberalism. The cure is accepting personal accountability for one’s own actions, which will allow the liberal to accept right and wrong as a constant without continuously attempting to blur the difference. This cure is only effective if the recovering liberal learns from their mistakes (which means not repeating the same mistakes.) Once the recovery begins, the recovering liberal will begin to solve problems instead of continuously claiming that the problem is too complicated to solve. Next, the recovering liberal will become more and more optimistic that everything does not suck, and that it is possible to live a happy life. Living by moral values will insure that the recovering liberal will not relapse into their mental illness.

Tomorrow I will list a few of the moral values that will help cure the mental illness of Liberalism.

They read my mind

I picked up The Oklahoman today and decided to check out my Horoscope. I don’t believe Horoscope horseshit, but this time they hit the nail on the head. I just had to play a joke on my wife.

I waited for my wife to come out to the front room and then I set her up for a ‘that’s fucking odd moment.’ I told her we needed to work on our budget and start saving money so that we can improve our finances. She agreed as usual; she agrees with most things I say just to avoid important conversations. I decided to give her a short break before I sprung the finale on her. I told her how I had stayed up all night because I could not sleep. I told her that I started to get tired about the time the paper delivery guy hit the front door with a newspaper. As expected she walked to the front door, opened it, and picked up the paper (that I had placed back on the front porch after I read it.)

After she looked through the comics and coupons, I asked her to tell me what my Horoscope said, this is what she read:

CANCER: Your financial picture begins to improve. Stick to your budget and save as much as possible.

Then she read her Horoscope:

SCORPIO: Be prepared for a humbling experience in your career. Listen to an elder or superior.

She turned and looked at me with that ‘I just saw a ghost look!’ I said, “Wow that sure is a coincidence.”

Liberals: If you are moving to Canada watch out for CRAP!

With all the talk from the left in this country about moving to Canada, I thought I could help educate Liberals on what to expect from their new Country. Listen to a Canadian tell you in his own words how Canadian Liberals have crapped up his country. (audio) Or if you prefer read the transcript.
(Hat Tip: RushLimbaugh.com)

Sounds like a Liberal Utopia to me. Hell I can’t understand why any Liberal in their right mind has not already immagrated to Canada. Oh how silly of me, I almost forgot, Liberals are not in their right mind.

Why I am not a Libertarian!

On Sunday, November 14, I posted a picture I named, “And Liberals think Red-Staters Are Ignorant?” One of the comments on the post was from someone that calls them self Libertarian4Truth. Here is what he wrote:

Well people should be able to express their opinions and how they feel. that is their constituional right. You showed a picture with a woman smoking a joint. BIG DEAL. let people do what the hell they want to do. We would waste taxpayers money by prosecuting and incarcerating that woman for smoking marijuana.

My response was as follows:

God forbid we spend a little money to teach our kids that drugs and being a whore is not an acceptable lifestyle. People can do whatever they want, and moral societies can lock them up and throw away the key to let everyone know that all choices are not correct choices.

Then I found this story from Newsday.com and it reminded me of why I am not a Libertarian, “Infant Dies During Parents’ Crack Binge.” Libertarians believe that it is none of our business if people want to do drugs. I say horseshit. Though I do believe that people can do whatever they want, if they are caught, doing something they should not be doing (drugs) lock them up and throw away the key. The parents in this story should get the death penalty. I am ok with people doing whatever they want, as long as they can handle the consequences. Drugs are not a victimless crime; drugs destroy families, destroy society, and often lead to innocent deaths.

Libertarian4Truth drugs are a BIG DEAL! What do you think?

New Blogroll Addition!

Joshua McPeak is quickly becoming one of my best blogger buddies! His blog Peakah’s Provocations is new and getting better with every post. Peakah is a regular commenter here at Passionate America and a member of the Passionate Forums. I have decided to add Peakah’s Provocations to my blogroll. Thanks Josh for all your support.

Mr. Mom Monday

Well I have officially adopted the title “stay-at-home Dad.” I have shunned this title in the past because I assumed that I would once again be asked to assume the duties that I am best at, bringing home the bacon. My wife has other ideas. She believes that she needs to have a job and I need to have a job. I am ok with this idea when the kids are at school. Problem is we have a one year old and I WILL NOT PUT MY CHILDREN IN DAYCARE!

I tried to explain to my wife that I could make more money than she can. I am not making a sexist statement, it is the truth. I have more work place skills, I have better leadership skills, and I have always made more money than my wife has. It has nothing to do with her being a woman; it has everything to do with the fact that she does not really understand what work is.

I will try to explain my point in a different way. Let’s say you own a football team. Who should play the quarterback position? The quarterback or the head cheerleader? Right now, our family team is being lead by the head cheerleader while the star quarterback is leading the cheerleading squad. We have been losing games since my god given talents have been mitigated to cleaning house, doing laundry, taking care of the kids, and cooking the meals. Now it is a fact that I am better at cooking, laundry, and cleaning, but I am significantly better at making money.

My day goes like this: I wake up take a bath while listening to the radio, reading a book, and planning my days cleaning and cooking activities. After my relaxing bath my wife leaves to goto work (usually 1 hour and a half early) while I do the laundry, clean the house, cook the meals, take care of my one year old son, and work on my websites. Sometime around 4 or 6 pm, my best friend Lummpy shows up to hangout with me until he goes to work at 10:30pm. We watch Fox News most of the night, find a movie to watch, and I start dinner around 10pm. My wife arrives home from work at 11:30pm and we eat dinner, sit on the couch, watch TV or a movie, and goto bed sometime around 1:30am.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy taking care of my son and keeping the house clean, I just do not believe that I am being used to the best of my abilities. I do not believe the family duties and responsibilities are distributed correctly. When I bring up this subject with my wife, she says to me, “If you don’t like it you can get a job or you can leave.” I could get a job, but like I said before, “I WILL NOT PUT MY KIDS IN DAYCARE!” And I could leave, but I love my wife, I love my sons, I want to keep the family together. What to do, what to do? I guess its Mr. Mom for now.

Get ready for the come back!

The house is clean, the laundry is done, the budget has been addressed, and the passionate wife and I have declared an end to hostile operations. With the vacation came many rewards. However, a preventable problem helped teach the wife a valuable lesson about working together, instead of widening our divide.

Wednesday the entire family, Robert (1 year old), Brandon (oldest son), Risa (wife), and I, Wild Bill headed to the super Wal-Mart for some last minute Thanksgiving preparations. We were about half way there, in the middle of nowhere, when the flap flap flap sound of an impending car problem brought our family field trip to a halt. We had a flat tire, no jack, and no spare. To make matters worse with our financial problems, my cell phone bill had not been paid and we did not have a phone to call for help. We were at least a mile and a half from the nearest pay phone. Someone had to walk to the pay phone and someone had to stay with our youngest son Robert at the car. Brandon and I obviously had a mile an a half hike ahead of us.

Brandon and I walked along the side of the road through mud, tall grass, and 34-degree weather. We talked about how cold we were, Brandon asked the inevitable question, “Are we almost there?”, as cars whizzed by at 55mph. We topped the final hill; luckily, it was a downhill walk from there. I called my parents, gave them directions, and we walked inside the convenience store for some peppered beef jerky and to get in out of the cold. After we finished off the bag of jerky, we headed back to the parking lot to keep a look out for my parents. Brandon kicked almost every rock in the parking lot and finally our saviors arrived. Brandon and I pilled into the cab of my father’s truck and headed back to the scene of my wounded car.

We pulled up and Risa smiled, one of the few smiles I have seen from her in the last few years. She was more than happy to see we had survived our long cold walk and that we had returned with reinforcements. I removed the shredded tire and gave it a spiteful tossed into the bed of my father’s truck. My mother wanted to spend time with her grandsons, so I unbuckled Robert and buckled him into my father’s truck next to my mother. Brandon jumped into the truck and they left to get new rubber for the rim. This left Risa and I manning the fort protecting the car from god knows what.

Risa and I talked about what lessons she had just learned. She realized we needed to budget better to guarantee that bills were paid on time (cell phone bill.) She agreed with me that if we had an emergency fund and would have prepared for this emergency by having a spare tire that I could have changed the tire in about ten minutes instead of the three hours that it had taken to walk to the phone, call for help, and the wait for the new tire to return. It had taken a major problem to teach her the value in working together as partners instead of against each other as enemies. We kissed each other and vowed to work together from now on. As we laughed and joked over the next hour, I felt closer to my wife than I had in a long time.

My best friend Lummpy pulled up after hearing through the grape vine that we were stranded somewhere in Oklahoma City. It had only taken Lummpy one hour to track us down, but by the time he got there, all that was left was the wait for the new tire. Lummpy climbed into the back seat and we all talked for the next thirty minutes. The sun had set when my parents arrived with the tire. It took about five minutes to put the tire back onto the car. I thanked my Dad for his help and he told me “Merry Christmas,” has he drove away.

I had many things to be thankful for; the flat tire had brought our family closer together, my friends cared about me, and my wife seemed finally ready to let her guard down and trust that I wanted to help her instead of control her. We finished our last minute shopping, prepared a great Thanksgiving feast, and snuggled up on the couch for some adult time. Risa and I have started to pick up the pieces of our fractured marriage and the pieces are fitting together nicely (if you know what I mean.)

Now it is time for the comeback. I have had my little vacation, now it is time to bring the Passion back to the website. I want to personally thank Josh McPeak, The Smoke Eater, Poor-Statue, EdWonk, Deb, Marc, Jim Pfaff, Skerdog, Meg, ~Jen~, ALa71, and My Brother Mike for their kind words and support. While I was gone, Passionate America reached 50,000 visitors. Let’s make the next 50,000 better than ever. I will see everyone Monday morning. I am back!!!

Small problems, short vacation

When it rains it pours, or so they say, but who are THEY? How the hell do I know? What I do know is that life has thrown many curve balls my way lately.

I was laid off from a high paying job two years ago. I dropped out of college because I could not afford it. I cannot pay my bills. The unpassionate wife and I are in the middle of a five year marital war (I would tell you more, but I am not allowed to post about our personal life, shhhhh it is a secret.) We have to find a new place to live, but we cannot afford to move (the unpassionate wife will not take any advice from me on financial matters therefore we exist in a perpetual state of poverty that ensures we live one paycheck away from homelessness at all times.) Our oldest child Brandon has to live with my brother because the unpassionate wife refuses to find a better job so that we can get a bigger place. My transmission is about to go out and I cannot afford to have it fixed, (also a result of our financial state.) My grandfather died.

Enough of the negative let us look at the positive. I am taking a few days off from the website to get my life back on track. I am alive. America is the greatest nation on earth. I love my wife, even though she does not love me, (how do I know, because she reminds me constantly.) I will find a good job. I will repair my financial situation. Life goes on and better days are ahead of me.

I will be back to passionate blogging shortly. I felt that the problems I have been having lately were affecting the posting on this website. I will clear my head, find solutions for my problems, and be back to my normal passionate humorous self in no time. While I am gone, check out the Passionate America Forums and keep the passion alive.

Sincerely,
Wild Bill

Patrick Stewart, you go boy!

Is the Captain, “Engaged?”

Patrick Stewart has finally been photographed with his 25-year-old girlfriend actress Lisa Dillon. The happy couple had, “previously kept their relationship a secret, due to concerns over people’s attitudes to their age gap.” I’m not worried about the age gap, hell I’m envious.

Why am I so interested in the story? Because, I am Jean-Luc Picard! Ok, I’m not really Jean-Luc Picard, but If I find myself single when I am 69-years-old, I hope I can be as lucky-in-love as my favorite starship captain. Patrick Stewart, you go boy!

Drones of DOOM, nothing to worry about?

A new Time magazine article warns Americans about the possibility of al-Qaeda attack on the US with weapons of mass destruction.

This is not new information for those of us that have been following al-Qaeda threats during the last four years. The more interesting part (for me) came at the end of the article.

…another episode has some senior U.S. officials worried: the theft of a crop-duster aircraft south of San Diego, apparently by three men from southern Mexico who ssaulted a watchman and then flew off in a southerly direction. Though the theft’s connection to terrorism remains unclear, a senior U.S. law enforcement official notes that crop dusters can be used to disperse toxic substances. The plane, stolen at night two weeks ago, has not been recovered.

Now this is news to me. I was aware that al-Qaeda had been trying to procure an aircraft that could be used to attack the US with chemical and biological weapons. Now it might be possible that al-Qaeda has the plane that they were trying to obtain. This had me somewhat worried until a so-called expert on Fox News calmed my building hysteria. The self-proclaimed expert (sorry, I did not catch his name) said, “We shouldn’t be staying up at night worrying about drones of doom sprinkling germs on us!”

Well, that is good enough for me! Move along people nothing to see here!

Michelle Malkin has more information on the missing crop duster if you are still concerned.

The Jawa Report has a suspect in mind for the possible stolen propane tanks connection to this story. Dr. Rusty Shackleford says, “My money is on this man.”

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Update (2:16pm): The Jawa Report has more about the Time Magazine article, “Al Qaeda Bringing Nukes Over Mexican Border?“

And Liberals think Red-Staters Are Ignorant?

Let’s stop the Second Civil War before it begins!

I have received a lot of comments and emails that think I should stopping talking about the possibility of a Second Civil War. The comments range from, “that’s just silly!” to “Liberals are not violent people; the idea that they would start a Second Civil War is ridiculous!”

I decided to give the Second Civil War theories a rest, until I read this post. I could not believe what I was reading. Excerpt from a thread Bill Maher’s website:

Shooting Republicans, ethical? Discuss

At this point in time, would it be morally defensible to apply a “final solution” to republicans?

Let’s face it, when Grover Norquist is doing the media rounds…when his agenda of eliminating all taxes on billionaires and letting the poor pay all taxes and carry the debt burdon, and let them scounge around in the garbage for food…builds character…..when THIS type of criminal extreme right wing “thought” is entering the mainstream…it’s time for extreme action.

GW Bush and the American right wing Taliban are endangering the entire planet. If the rest of the world had a say, Bush and Cheney would be in jail.

Is it now morally excusable to organize midnight raids on republican groups in the red states and “terminate” them with extreme prejudice? Watching Bush’s acceptance speech on wednesday, with the Cheney’s on stage as well….who would not have liked to see a bomb go off under the stage and wipe out the whole despicable slimy lot of them? And hopefully the shrapnel would have gone to the second deck and blown Mary Matalin’s head off as well.

Be honest. Who would not like to see Karen Hughes run over by an 18 wheel truck? Who wouldn’t like to see her carcass scattered all over highway 99?

Discuss (read the rest of the treats here)

Does this just sound like harmless talk to you, or should we prepare for real possibility of a Second Civil War? How can we stop the Second Civil War before it begins?

Hat Tip: Power Line and Brianster’s Blog

Tom Parks: A Real American Hero!

Pat at Brainster’s Blog has the story of Tom Parks: A Real American Hero!

Silver Star winner, Marine Tom Parks!

Parents, let the revolution begin

After a short blogging break, my brother Mike has posted some new stuff at Personal Rantings Of A Jackass. Here is a little taste:

Parents, let the revolution begin

I just read an article in Newsweek about how to say ‘No’ to your kids and not feel guilty. You people need to put down the crack pipe and check in to rehab. How the hell do you feel guilty for telling your child ‘no’? The author of the piece said that she didn’t want to give in and buy her 9 year-old a $300 iPod, and then in the next paragraph she did just that, she caved and bought it. I just don’t… (read the rest of this post)

Thanks Mike it is about time someone reminded parents that they are in charge, not their children.