1304 13 Identity Theft.[2007

.yes low-budget high-quality good story there is good in all of us there's bad in all of us



When a drug deal turns into a bloodbath, a junkie-gangster crosses paths with an illegal alien. The illegal alien ends up with the gangster's ID and uses it to create a new successful life as a US citizen. A near death experience causes the gangster to re-evaluate his life, and when he leaves prison three years later, he is clean, sober, and ready to put his life back together. But both men are haunted by their pasts and they are soon set on a collision course that may destroy them and the women they love. 

Riddle me this, we seem to fly to trouble…

… The take their sweet time doing what we know needs to be done. I haven't found one person that this is true for

With where I left off in the last blog. We were at my parents house in Austin, on her way back from a weekend in San Antonio. We have a guilty pleasure, local barbecue chain the makes better fried chicken that it does barbecue. And if everything are the chop the sandwiches. There is no accounting for taste. We dislike what tastes good

My parents have a tiny backyard. Quite a difference in the 50 acres they just sold. And my dad seated to letting others do the work. This is the rock bed and walk pages have put in. They are lucky to have a greenbelt behind their house. A large open space the borders a goat farm for the local university. A little bit of country in the city.

My dad has better things to do with his time. Isn't she cute

My brother has two girls. One for each grandparent it works out perfect.

My brother is telling us all about the workshop event attended the previous day on how to make real barbecue. Totally different than the chain restaurant we were eating. My brother can make a mean brisket. With   the advice, he will only improve.

Okay that ends our trip to San Antonio and Austin.

I'm home today, taking a sick day. My assistant made me promise not to take another day off two months. I broke his promise. Stomach cramps and loose stools kept me up all night. Not something to endure at work. So here I am making the best of the time I have. The first thing I did was to leave all of my porn. My mind is set on loftier goals. I am watching BBC's frozen planet. Definitely better for my mental health.

 I picked up some red on the narrow peppers the other day. Not narrow peppers habanero peppers. Good work Dragon. Usually these peppers are orange. The hottest jalapeno is 10,000 Scoville units. A habanero is 750,000 Scoville units. I fried three up in olive oil the other day, and added in to some leftover spaghetti sauce. I had to eat taking breaks to put ice in my mouth. Hot hot hot.

 The couple of days later I made a frozen pizza and I doctored it up with extra pepperoni and cheese and jumping up… No Dragon I said jalapeño. And I added just one of an yarrow. One was enough.

Saturday head spent three hours getting our taxes done. Sunday we had to go back together and sign the paperwork. Great picture, don't you think?


If you'll excuse me, I'm going to do some maintenance on my legitimate blogs.my secret blog belongs to you John

 I will go on Pinto United launch… The dogs barking interrupts my dictation

to me one of the worst single I be the penguin would be the lack of privacy. The

The Loved Ones (2009)

In order to avoid a ghostly figure in the road, high school senior Brent Mitchell wraps his car around a tree, killing his father. Constantly confronted by his mother's emotional collapse after the accident, Brent escapes into a marijuana fueled world of loud metal music to block the pain and guilt. Dejected and out of sorts, he has a shot at happiness with his girlfriend Holly, a grounded, caring girl with drop dead good looks, a dream date for the high school prom. But his plans are thwarted by a disturbing series of events that take place under a mirrored disco ball, involving pink satin, glitter, syringes, nails, power drills and a secret admirer. Brent has become the prom king at a macabre, sadistic event where he is the entertainment.




Greetings and salutations my friend John

have I got a treat for you.
I have lots of material from our trip to San Antonio last weekend.
And believe it or not there are lots of things happening right here at home this weekend that I'm sure you would like to see.

One word about this movie, it is one of the most demented movies I have ever seen. I did like the song by Casey Chambers. I have included a YouTube link. The Australians are some sick sons of benches.

Kasey Chambers - Not Pretty Enough (Video)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdflARH06dY

It is a quarter past new on Saturday morning… Make that Saturday afternoon. I spent the morning in my lab working with paint. I am just learning how to use paint. I don't have to be good I just have to try.

I'm downloading the Young and the restless for Cheryl to watch. She has time before she goes to get our taxes done at three this afternoon.

The youngest is playing video games. The Elvis is still sleeping. When the eldest wakes up they have yard work to do. It's a jungle out there man.

I made egg sandwiches for head and the youngest. I made myself a frozen pizza. I doctored it up with extra cheese, pepperoni, tomato, jalapeno pepper, and to top it off a how the narrow pepper very hot.

Africa is my pizza I'm down for a nap.

The micro spin the day with my head pulled back in my shell…

I'm going to be moving all grow moving on keep on trucking mother trucker.

Now some pics from last weekend…

Weekend started out on a bad note. Soon as we got there a dog fight broke out. This is Pinto and his sister.

Mrs. had her mom and her sister. There were two reasons for the trip. To celebrate heads dad's birthday. And to watch our nephew play baseball.

Her brother made the trip and he never makes the trip. It is the most I've seen of this brother ever. We had a good time.

When my niece arrived there were hugs all around

We had pizza in the backyard…

When my nephew arrived there were hugs all around…

When I talk people listen. Those are my Sunday pants, they are holy

And this is the birthday boy, 81 years young.

The youngest and his uncle from the old been around… Being… Okay I will just call it a ball.

We played horseshoes until my fingers got wrong. At one point we were told that our clothes back on but that's a story for another day.

You can't watch a baseball game without sunflower seeds
!

Real ballplayers have their names on their shoes


On the way back we stopped by my parents house for lunch. They live in Austin.

Outpost.2007

In a seedy bar in a town ravaged by war, mysterious businessman Hunt hires ex-marine D.C. to assemble a crack team of ex-soldiers to protect him on a dangerous journey into no-man's land. To this gang of hardened warriors, battle-worn veterans and borderline criminals killing is just a job - and one they enjoy. Their mission - to scope out an old military bunker. It should be easy - 48 hours at the most. Lots of cash for little risk, or so he says. Once at the outpost, the men make a horrific discovery that turns their mission on its head - the scene of a bloody and gruesome series of experiments, carried out by the Nazis on their own soldiers during WWII. Amid the carnage, they find something even more disturbing - someone who's still alive. As war rages above ground, and a mysterious enemy emerges from the darkness below, D.C. and his men find themselves trapped in a claustrophobic and terrifying scenario. Their mission is no longer one of safe-guarding - it's one of survival. 



Howdy, Pardner! Its eight thirty in the a.m. and I'm not at work... because I'm taking a vacation day.  I need to get packed for the trip to San Antonio The agenda is to celebrate My father-in-laws's birthday and watch my nephew play varsity baseball.  fun will be had by all.  Look for an extensive blog when I get back bringing you all the best moments.  Don't miss it.  It will shock and amaze you at what we call fun.



Remember, when you find yourself stretched a little too far for comfort...

Hang in there, you pussy!

We have snacks for the car. I keep a bag packed, actually, several.  One for casual, one for casual dress, and a third for dress (funerals and the such).  This weekend, I'm taking the casual dress, which has kackies and white dress shirts.  Can't go wrong there.  I packed my good camera, to record the family moments.  I have my Droid and phone with good music downloaded. I set up a DJ station in the back yard, my bro in law burns wood and we have a bon fire of sorts.  You go to sleep smelling like smoke but its fun.  We burn marshmallows and if he catches one, my bro in law will eat a scorpion freshly roasted. He hat the youngest to try it last time and he said it was not bad, not bad at all.

Speaking of the youngest, we are going to spend the trip studying , no, make that 'researching' biology.  He has a test Monday when we get back.  We will have three  hours up and another three back to study.  The plan is to make the most of the time.  That reminds me, I need to print out some practice tests.

and...I need to load two air mattresses in case we run short of beds. Last but not least, I need to put drain o down the sink in my bath and bleach the shower on the way out.  If I get all that accomplished, I will clean out the frig, taking the good stuff with, freezing what I can, and throwing away what will spoil before we get back.  Traveling is hard work, don't kid yourself.