Maybe I should buy a pork pie hat?

08-27-2013

 

This is a quick picture I took yesterday, which shows how short I’m keeping my hair these days.  Not to mention how much thinner my face looks now that I’ve lost 75 lbs.  I weighed in today at 241 lbs.  (Getting there!)

We used to have a deal for haircuts from a barber in town, and when we went in at the beginning of June I asked her to cut it short for the summer.   (It was still about twice as long as this when she cut it.)  Unfortunately she went out of business about a month later, so I bought a home haircut kit and took a stab at it.

I kind of messed up a bit on my first time, so I trimmed it even shorter to even things out and decided I actually like it this short.  It’s easy to maintain – I just run the trimmer over my skull every weekend – and it’s comfortable.  It also feels neat if you rub my (formerly) ginger head for good luck.  ;-D

My brother says that I’ve got a “Walter White” thing going on.  What do you think?  Should I buy myself a pork pie hat and call myself Heisenberg?

Dead_Freight_Walt_Heisenberg_hat

Personal Updates

I knew that I hadn’t posted anything here in quite a while, but I didn’t realize that it has been two and a half months.  “Time flies when you’re having fun” (and even when you’re not.)

I did finally get into a routine of going to the gym three times a week for a full hour-long workout, and I’ve been sticking to it for the past couple of months.  A large part of the problem in getting started was just the old rust-bucket that I was driving; it’s a 23 mile round trip to the gym, and I just didn’t trust it not to breakdown on the back roads, miles from anywhere.  I was finally able to buy my brother’s old Cadillac and get it back on the road, so I have a much more comfortable and reliable ride, which is a big help.

My nephew also started going with me, so we kind of goad each other into going when necessary, and my schedule is flexible, so we go in the early afternoon when there is hardly anyone using the equipment.  I’m actually a bit surprised at how well I have taken to going to the gym, considering that I’ve gone out of my way to avoid exercise for most of my life.  The first week was the hardest, naturally – my muscles were bitching up a storm in protest at getting used after all these years – but by the following week that was gone.  Now I actually look forward to challenging myself to do more reps or increase the weight.  It’s also nice to start seeing some results, although I still have a lot of work to do.

2013-07-19Just before the beginning of summer I decided to get my hair cut really really short.  When I was a kid our father always cut our hair himself, and he only believed in old-fashioned flattops.  It wasn’t until I got out of the Army in 1975 that I was able to first start letting my hair grow out, and by the late 70s/early 80s it hung down below my shoulder blades.  It got old after a while, though, because long hair is a real pain in the ass to take care of, and I eventually went with a more conventional hairstyle.  Lately, though, I’ve considered even that length to be a nuisance, and since I was starting to workout I decided to go even shorter.  The nice thing about this hairstyle is that I can just maintain it myself.  (Sorry for the crappy laptop picture.  I’ll have to get my niece to take some new pictures with her digital camera.)

Part of the reason that I have been neglecting this blog is that I have been busy exploring my sexuality over the past few months, discovering what really turns me on, etc., and I just haven’t felt comfortable discussing those issues here, ironically.  I guess that’s because I know that some of my straight friends, including my brother, subscribe to this blog and I’m just reluctant to shock their sensibilities with my kinky side.

Not that I’ve done any exploring in real life, yet.  Again, part of that was the car issue, since I live in the boondocks, but that’s only one small part of the reason.  I’ve been self-conscious about my physical appearance, although I’m getting over that as I continue to loose weight and build up some muscle tone.  I’m also embarrassed by the state of my teeth, and I still have to address that problem.

And finally, so far it seems that every guy I’ve hit off with online lives hundreds or literally thousands of miles away.  I mean, it’s awesome to have friends in England, Germany, Finland, Brazil, California, etc., but it’s not like we are likely to ever meet in person.  And the few guys I’ve met closer to home have all been bottoms, like me, which doesn’t really work out.  So many of the tops I see online are either young and interested in guys their own age, or my age but interested in young twinks.  It’s just a matter of time, though; I’m not giving up hope.  ;-D

 

We Are All Getting Royally Screwed

My brother works part-time at a tobacco store, and we were discussing the price of cigarettes recently.  The “low cost” cigarettes in Michigan these days are roughly $5.00 a pack.  (They are over $10 a pack in New York state.)  When I first came back to Michigan in 1988, the average price for the big-name brands was only 75 cents.  That’s one hell of a jump in 25 years.

Naturally, I got curious about how much of the current price was state-imposed cost, as opposed to inflation, so I went to the Federal Reserve Bank of Minneapolis web site, which has a handy inflation calculator on its home page.  (Excuse me, “Consumer Price Index” calculator.)  According to them, something that used to cost 75 cents in 1988 will now cost $1.48, so roughly $3.50 of the present price for a pack of cigarettes has been added on by the state, through new taxes, regulations and lawsuits imposing “reparations.”  Seventy percent of the consumer’s cost is the government picking his pocket, and that’s just here in Michigan.  That’s pretty damned obscene and immoral, when you think about it.

Then it hit me.  The dollar is literally worth only half of what it was worth just a lousy 25 years ago?  I knew that we have had creeping inflation my entire adult life (thank you very fucking much, Richard Nixon,) but until recently it has been gradual enough that it doesn’t really hit you until you look back.

A while back I used the Fed’s own calculator to track the purchasing power of the Federal Reserve Notes since they were first fobbed off on a gullible public 100 years ago.  The data is available in an Excel workbook at the end of this article.  I made the following chart from the results:

US Dollar Purchasing Power chart

 

The “dollar” today is essentially worthless compared to 100 years ago.  How is that for a successful scam?  The banksters have literally stolen the wealth of the nation in just one century, leaving us with nothing but debt – to them!

Which explains why the government has been steadily militarizing our local police, transforming them into small armies of occupation who now feel free to terrorize the populace, all in the name of their “wars” against drugs and terrorism (which are really wars against us and our Natural rights.)  It also explains why the government has been busily stockpiling excess ammunition.  As moronic as politicians and government bureaucrats can seem, they obviously aren’t complete idiots.  They have to know that this scam cannot be played out for much longer, and that people are going to be seriously pissed off once they finally realize how badly they’ve been screwed over.

Decline of the US Dollar  (Excel workbook)