I finally hauled my fat ass to the laundry mat...happy happy, joy joy as Babs would say...Which is her version of my version of fucity fuck fuck fuck..But what a day I had...I did my laundry and decided to stop by the $store and get some sympathy cards for the family of Doc...Where Robert the manager followed me all over the store..chatting me up..asking me what books I liked to read, did I like hard back or paper backs....I know it has been a long time since anyone has pursued me(when I only had one ass)..but this guy is seriously making me nervous...he acts like we are the last two people on earth and we need to get busy...I have always liked Robert, he is sweet, funny, smart, hard worker and dresses nice..as apposed to me who is sarcastic,obstinate, stubborn,and likes to dress in shorts, t-shirts and my converse tennie shoes. regardles..he is flirting with me...which at my age is kinda cute..damn..I'm almost 63...considering I haven't had sex since I 
had my female organs removed....I am like a 1943 Chevy with a new motor...anyhow..the best news is I ran into people today that I haven't seen in years and years and years...since I drank...I ran into Anessa who is the wife of Inky(who is the youngest son of my best friend, Agnes who died 20 something years ago). She was in the $1 store and Inky was at Wolf's down the street..5 stores down from $1 store..so I went to Wolf's to see Inky...First time I had been in a bar in about 8-9 years...the smell is exactly the same..stale beer, cigerettes, sweat,and that mysterious odor that is also found in cheap motel rooms...I almost gagged..but in a way it was so familiar it was like coming home...So I sat at the bar and had a coke...no damn Dr. Pepper...I asked the girl behind the bar, what kind of joint are you running with no Dr. Pepper? She looked at me like I ate rats for a living...I hadn't even popped the top on my coke when some one came in snapped my bra and said Wakko Wakko...You will all have to pretend here like you know what I am talking about..years ago I was co-captain and score keeper for the softball team at the Capital(the bar where we all hung out) and to encourage everyone to do better I would wiggle my titties at them at go wakko wakko...You also must remember at the time I was weighing in at about 120 and my tits didn't reach my knee caps then..so it was a big deal and everyone enjoyed it...except for my 
tits..more home runs were hit to the sounds of a stadium full of drunks yelling 'wakko wakko'....and the one that enjoyed it the most was Termite...(West...the home of the knicknames)and sure enough it was Termite...who informed me that the latest gossip about me was that I had gotten remarried...I laughed so hard I almost fell off the barstool...Told him, are you fucking kidding me???? he said no..really...He over heard it at the bar a few weeks ago...I said what he should have done was to hock all he owned and bet the guy that I didn't..and he could have retired from Nemecek's Meat Market...So now I'm bullshitting with Inky, Anessa and Termite, when Sara comes in...Sara is the wife and mother of the snake handlers... she is addicted to those bar slots..so now it's like 20 years ago and we're all catching up with who did what, who has kids, who has grandkids, etc...was kinda cool...but I had a truck load of clean clothes and needed to go get me some Dr. Pepper..so I said my goodbyes and headed to Community Grocery...where I run into kinfolk(by marriage)...Ricky and Sara Maler...their oldest son is named after my oldest son David.. I am also his god mother..who is now a father and made Ricky and Sara grandparents..I haven't seen them in almost 10 years..They are all settled down too..They have a 21 year old daughter who is going to start taking radiation for tongue and throat cancer..smoked for 6 years..they said they had never seen cancer like that in someone so young..they had to remove part of her tongue and lymp nodes in her throat..that is scarry..and ole Ricky (we used to raise hell together) is now a church going non drinker ..get this, he goes to 
a church called the 'Last Cowboy Roundup Church of God'......I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud..hey...what ever works..The Church and the Pastor has been right there for them thru this cancer scare with Michelle..so it is good that they have that support.It was just really great seeing all these people again..I live within walking distance of most of them..but the ones that still drink and party I am not apt to run into...and the ones that quit like I did..stay home and keep out of trouble..So it is easy to live in a town this small and not run into each other.And as much as I enjoyed seeing them I am not inclined to reopen the relationships...just too fucking old to sit around and rehash our drunken party days..because as sure as the Goddess made little nutsack tangelos...someone always has a 'jackie' story..and while they 'may' have been funny at the time...sitting there at 62 being reminded of the time I smacked some guy with palm of my hand on his forehead and said 'don't fuck with me asshole...I have papers to prove I'm crazy'....well, it is a little silly...but I had a great day....life is good...PS...have to tell you my favorite Agnes story...she was tending bar at the Capital and I walked in as she was slamming the phone down...she said:"mother fucker...I don't mind when people shit on me..but it really pisses me off when they use my hair to wipe their ass.."..laughed till I cried..I really miss her..
I am such a simple soul...It takes so little to make me happy..thank the Goddess as there isn't much for me to be happy about. Today is the day the books come from the Waco library..if there is a book I want and not a big enough deal for Henrietta to buy it for the library, we can get Waco to send them. Today I hit pay dirt..1)Dies The Fire by S.M. Stirling..finding out that I am reading the seris out of order...oh well, my life is out of order so I can handle it...this is the sci/fi/fantasy book part 2 I think...So far I am reading them backwards...kind of like Star Wars.2) Shampoo Planet by Douglas Coupland3)Life After God by same ^4)Microserfs by same^5)Polaroids from the Dead same^6)Girlfriend In a Coma by the same^7)Miss Wyoming by the same^I will find someone I like and then read everything he wrote..which is how I found and fell in love with James Lee Burke.At the West Library I found The Politically Correct Guide to American History..by Edward P. Moser....which is pretty funny so far....Thom, the son is going through his second childhood...he just bought a Harley Davidson motorcycle...He needs this toy like he needs a tennage girlfriend...I am not the only one that thinks that..Jenny his 19 year old daughter asked him why he didn't find a young girl to fool around with, as it would have been a lot cheaper and safer...I may have mentioned this before as I am getting worse and worse about remembering shit..For reasons left unspoken( I can't just open up here like some of you can)I have been feeling a little low....I am sure you all are thinking "how can that be...the queen of snappy and funny can't be down....yes, boys and girls...I can..I have been a lot of times..but just suck it up and go on with my day...My way of dealing with feeling depressed is too push it aside and make someone laugh...it's not a cure, but it work's for me...But as you know...some of the stuff I say that I think is funny is not necessarily funny to my family...Thom is still hard pressed to find the humor in refering to his wife as imacuntthedaughterinlaw...and after all this time Maryjo decided that she doesn't like me making jokes about shooting her father..after 31 years...I have done what ever it takes to keep me from falling into that deep pit of pain...I have guilt, no matter that I was saving mine, hers and my sons lives at the time...I did not shoot a nice guy...I shot a man who was going to kill us all....I still have nightmares...but what has kept me from going insane was my twisted sick sense of humor..I can find a way to make fun of anything...and I have and I do.. and I will continue to do so....telling people my husband died of lead poison is one way...saying Im a self-made widow is another...Maryjo has her way of dealing with her life..I have mine...We both chose booze for a long time...that worked.but not for long, for the day to day get up and continue living, being crazy has kept me from going insane..and laughing about it works for me....So out of three kids ages 42, 40, 33 ....none of them are very happy with me...Mojo is not speaking to me...David and I haven't spoke in almost 5 years nor have I spoke or seen his daughters....that is another long messy story...one of which I am actually not the bad guy...I will take blame for Thom and Mojo being mad, pissed, hurt what ever...but David..well, that one is on his head..Thom last Christmas had me over but I think now it was just to make the girls happy...he doesn't call and was in West for Doc's funeral and didn't call or come by...so I present my ass to be kissed..the reason I have even brought this up is my friend Shady Lane sort of got caught up in the me and MOJO war and being a loyal yankee friend, she jumped right into Maryjo with both cowgirl boots..upsetting MOJO so much she threatened to fly to Austin and kick her skinny yankee ass...which gave us alot to laugh about (shady and me)I can't tell you how good it felt to have her in my corner...reassuring me I was not a bad mother(she has been around since MO was 3), (she refers to them as the Denney schmucks)that my kids need to take responsiblity for their own actions and quit blaming me for everything that ever happend to them...I get blamed for the bad stuff but no one says hey Mom, thanks for helping me with my home work, stickng up for me when the bully terrorized me and you kicked his dad's ass..thanks for teaching me to play ball, shoot pool, make me read books when you could have stuck us in front of the tv..nope nary a word about that..Oh,my dears...that almost sounds like I am feeling sorry for myself and we can't have that...fuck the little bastids..and feed them porriage....
Ok, enough...will end this on a funny note..saw an article in the DAM NEWS and it was about a litte setto between the girlfriends of NASCAR divers Greg Biffle and Kurt Busch...Biffle's girlfriend got a 'reprimand from NASCAR officials after she went up in the stand and had a heated exchange with Kurt's girl...This was after the the two drivers wrecked at Texas Motor Speedway.Nicole Lunders marched right down pit road and climbed half-way up Busch's box(insert joke here) and had a few heated words with Eva Bryan.. Gotta love them red neck women....screw that stand by your man shit..stand up for him and kick a little ass when you can....ahhh, life is good....
......I love Wed.'s it's West News Day......All West citizens eagerly await the paper....I went to Community Grocery to get my paper and it wasen't there yet...panic....so went to the West News office and bought it hot right off the press....sooo, what's up in West...??
This article really pissed me off...The West Parents, Teachers Organization(PTO), formerly PTA, has scheduled an important meeting for 7pm on April 17th in the West High School Lecture Hall to discuss its future.Group officials are searching for people willing to take on leadersip rolls in the organization and have reported that if "no one steps up, we will probably disband."damn...no pto? what the fuck? I know that there are lots of parents that are involved in their kids life, enroll them in sports, take them to library, etc. but what is the deal on not attending pto meetings and getting involved with the teachers and school ....? I have to admit I am one to talk..when my kids were in school I would rather have my ovaries removed with a claw hammer than attend a pta meeting...I even joked that I might be inclinded to attend if they server beer instead of cookies and kool-aid....except I was serious...There's an article on why we need to crack down on illegal aliens..."A 1996 Jeep Cherokee struck a legally parked vehicle and then a utility pole in the 500 block of N. Marable approximately 6:30pm Sunday. The utility pole broke at the base causing a power outage in a few homes in the immediate area. Wintesses observed a Hispanic male fleeing from the accident on foot. " Well, guess what? He was drunk, had no drivers liscense, no insurance and was an illegal alien from Mexico..He is out on bond as he has a job and his boss bailed him out...Said, he was a good worker and had a family to take care of and couldn't make any money in jail...FUCKME!!
When Maryruth used to rent the little house in back of her house and right next door to me I was constantly calling the police because of the noise, the trucks blocking the alley..drunks wandering into the yard thinking my house was the house next door...At first it worked..then they realized that all that would happen is they would get a $10 ticket...and they all worked...I will say that..each and every one of the 7-8 guys living in that one tiny bedroom house had a job...but I was getting sick and tired of the hassle of drunks, music, fights and what ever, going on till 4am each morning...So finally I talked to the Chief of Police and he sent out his best cop.."cindy"...she didn't mess around like the other cops did...handing out $10 tickets...she said she would have each and every single one of the trucks hauled away by Polanskys..and taken to Waco...and to get them back they would have to pay the towing fee of $75...and show proof of insurance, proof of ownership and drivers liscense. ....Well, that was the last of that...they moved the next weekend and Maryruth started using the little house for storage.back to the news.Easter related evens were held this past weekend..St. Mary's Church of Assumption CCE students presented their live annual Stations of the Cross in the parking lot surrounding the church..over 1,000 people observed the event.Kindergarten and pre-k students participated in an Easter Egg Hunt sponsored by West Rest Haven(old farts home) on the grounds outside. My x-daughter-in-law Kathy is the Activity Director and did most of the work...she is really good at that stuff...West Fraternal Auditorium has scheduled Spring Fest on April 30th.Doors open at 9am and Polka Mass with Father Walter Matus is planned for 10am..the Vrazels Polka band will start playing at 1pm.$8 a head...Lunch will be served..a roast beef plate with all the trimmings for $5 a plate. Arts and crafts exhibitors are invited to participate.Now this is typical West...in two different letters to the editor we have 2 extremes.One letter is from the Secretary/Treasurer of the Sons of the Rebublic of Texas. He writes to remind us that April 21st is the day Texans celebrate the day that Texas won its freedom from Mexico in the battle of San Jacinto. He goes on to say that we have had many visitors who don't know of our great history. Some of you may not be aware that before we joined the United States we were a Nation which existed till Dec. 29th, 1845. Basically he is reminding us that we were once under control of Mexico and we won our freedom from them..and to celebrate by flying our Texas flag on April 21st.. I will be flying mine....the next letter is from Plano, Texas and is written by Jake Khalilian . I will print all of it.FOR THOSE WHO ARE PROUD TO BE A PERSIANI am not a terrorist or a wife beater. I don't live in a tent in a desert and camesl are not our way of transportation, and I speak Farsi, not Arabic. Iran is pronounced "eeraun," not "I-Ran."Iran and Iraq are two different countries, the Middle EAst is a region and Not a continent. Belly dancers are Not strippers; belly dancing is an Arabic dance, it never came from Iran. Each time you play a game of chess to impove your intellect, keep in mind tht it was Persians who gave you your game.Iranian women are just as outspoken(if not more) and liberal as the European women, and what is "soccer?" We also call it Football like everyone in the world (except Americans). Iran is the first country on earth to have a lion(male) and a sun(female) for its symbol; and to use the colors re, white and green for a flag. Iran is a beautiful country run by the wrong people, but still the best part of theMiddle East.Let me introduce myself: I'm a Persian.My motherland is Iran, and I am a proud American citizen......sales@jaycoinc.co
What the hell is he doing sending his letter to the West News.....there is no, none, zip, nada Irani's here...There are in Waco...I used to work for one..( he was an ashole).any how..never a dull day in West..No births...no babies...4 deaths....one of them was Doc Marek who died in house fire ...he was 50...Family friend....sad.Brayden Sanchez had his 5th birthday, Logan Glover turned 3, someone's mommy turned 30, and uh...happy 29th birthday for someone's daddy.. and Shirley Hanak Nelson celebrated her baby boomer birthday...but would not reveal her age..hahah.They are having Karaoke night at Strickly and the 4th annual Bass Tournament..on the 29th and will have a fish fry after the award show...Wayward Sons are playing at Sadowland and will be selling longnecks for $1.(16 years or so ago I would have liked that...loved Lone Star Longnecks)You can get a 3-bed/1bath ....1,169 sq. feet. for $86,250...2-bd/3bath brick 2 story ..2,768 sq. feet for $264,900.Sunday they had the Susan G. Komen Race for the cure in Waco..(breast cancer)and we the largest team in the race. Pretty cool...So..another week in West...now I have to go check out the grocery sales...chicken breasts on sale for .79 lb. hooboy...and of course blue bell is on sale....damn them....damn them....damn them to hell...
Hollywood screenwriters have made a list of the top screenplays...and the top 10 list is:
1. Casablanca2. The Godfather3. Chinatown4. Citizen Kane5. All About Eve6. Annie Hall7. Sunset Boulevard8. Network9. Some Like It Hot10. The Godfather IIThey made a list of 101 ...these are the top 10...So ........what do you think? What are your top 10 screenplays?.... I know that I truly believe that 2 of the most over rated movies ever made are on this list...2 movies that I, Jackisue...just didn't get or like and no matter how many times I watched them I still found myself saying "What is the big fucking deal about this movie." So I want everyone to give me a list of their top 10 screenplays....I will make up mine too.So get cracking...
ok.....kill bill one and tworeservour dogshigh noonthe thing(original)manchurian candidate(original)old yellerto kill a mockenbirddirty larry and crazy marythe wild bunchand all the dead end kids movies...
OOOOOOPs, they are already here!! They are everywhere they are everywhere.. 350,000 to 500,000 in Dallas...
Every time I hear someone say well if they would raise the wages on some of those jobs that the Mexicans do. ...the American work force would do the job and we wouldn't have to have undocumented workers do it. I agree that the minimum wages should be raised, no doubt..but it irks me to see white/black workers not take jobs to take care of their family because it doesn't pay enough..easier to take welfare..although in Texas we don't have welfare...We have food stamps and some very weak programs for kids..but no wellfare..But what really pisses me off is the workers in New Orleans...the companys have government contracts to do jobs there(cronies of forest's)and then instead of giving the jobs to locals who want the work, can do the work and to bring their families back there, are not hired..why? because they have giving all the jobs to undocumented workers becaue they work cheaper. I wish I had some answers.....but I don't.........I do think making them legal after they have been here for 10 years makes better sese then trying to round them up and send them home. Like that will ever happen....West's version of a protest??A drunk Mexican rode down the center of town on a horse yelling "Viva Zapata."
I do have a reply to the Katie Curic coming to late night CBS news....don't....It has nothing to do with her...I just hapend to think that Bob Schieffer is the best news anchor on tv and don't want to see him replaced. Especially by some perky female..I know...I know...should stand by the sister...but I like my news from old guys...I liked Walter, Chet, Dan, Peter, and I have a crush on Bob Schieffer on CBS and like getting my news from him...Plus he is a Texan...and I like geting my news from guys that sound like my Daddy...REMEMBER ..EXCEPT FOR THE NATIVE AMERICANS...WE ARE ALL IMMIGRANTS..
JACKIESUE ASS RED....
While I have been stewing about the loss of Babs blogs it has given me a great idea for a movie..along the Scary Movie vein....Family of friends on Bloggersite... we tell about our lives, our hopes our dreams, our fears, our nightmares, our deepest darkest secrests...cause that is what blogger families do...and then one day..one of the beloved memebers of this blogger family has her blogs deleted..they just up and disappear...then she dieds...maybe she goes to a new double feature of Mathew and Antonio movies and someone kills her in the theater (sorry Babs), and then anther blogger's blog disappears and then he dies....(I am sure Justin and Sooner can think of some interesting ways for the bloggers to die...)..( I would like to be fucked right into a heart attack by a really good looking, young republican)..hehehehanyway..what do you think...I am the idea person...Soner and Justin(Seether) can work up the script...Ok, my work here is done...it is up to the bastid sons to ..in the immortal words of Tommy Smothers......take it...Oh, did anyone remember that in Mary Hartman Mary Hartman, the actress who played MH MH..was the first wife of Woody Allen?...I loved that show...seems like it was popular around the same time that Dallas was really big....and I would rather have lived in Fernwood, Ohio that Dallas Texas....remember grandpa who flashed everyone...the trampy sister who had a thing with the priest...the country singer with the bald headed husband..who called who 'sugar babe?'..wish they would bring that one back and play it on TVLand...I would suffer to have enough money to get cable just to watch that all over again...ahhh the good ole tv shows...Some of my favorites didn't last 
long..anyone remember The Yellow Rose?...a modern day western..with Sam Elliott...man, I loved that show....think it lasted one season...When they pulled it off, I wrote my first 'fuckyou letter' to the net work....I actually got a reply...they ignored my fuckyou..but thanked me for watching...And my favorite alllllll time didn't make it through the season tv show......???? HO EL BALTIMORE..........now how many of you remember that one? the woman that plays the housekeeper on 2 1/2 men was on it....she played a hooker..and the one where God was a towel man in a Men's Gym?..why is it I can remember this shit and can't remember what I did with the remote, the phone or my glasses...and just for the record ...will someone tell me WHY asparagus makes my pee smell funny?fuckme till Im a summer rerun..
Does any one remember that show? Well, this has been a very Mary Hartman past few days....Between the electric going out, and still not completely fixed, with Babs lost blogs, my computer which has come down with a severe case of veneral desease..or some kind of wormy virus...who knows...it was enough to make me actually venture to Wal-Mart....I called first to make sure they had what I needed..so hopped in my little Mazda and drove the 15 miles to Wal-Mart...while I was there I decided to kill a few birds with my one stone... I got some large containers of non-fat yogurt and some fruit.....West groceries idea of fruit is apples, oranges, some kind of mutant kiwi and some tangelos that look like old men's nut sacks... while I would probably get some kind of perverted thrill out of peeling and eating a nut sack...I opted for some bananas and mangos...so I came home and put in my Norton anti-virus thingy....It has been an on going operation since 7pm...but there is some differences....although half way through the first typing of this ...the computer just cut down..so if I don't get this out tonight...well, I will be very pissed..Antonio Banderas is on Sat. night live...so I called Babs to remind her...no answer, but this sweet little voice informed me to leave a message...which was.."get your ass off the couch..Antonio is on SNL....pause...you better be watching....ok, guess you're asleep...bye...oh, this is jackie by the way...heehehe"...
Hope she gets to see him...he started out saying he was really a woman..and stripped down to a red velour blouse and a black short skirt with boots...nice tits by the way...said his real name was Guadalupe but we could call him 'Lupita'......I also tried to set a message on my $2.75 answering machine.....took me forever to get the message in...by the time I finally figured out what to do...my messages were.."fuck...no wonder it only cost me $2.75."....."im trying to leave a message.."..."Fuck"......"damnit, leave a message.."...."fuck....is this working?"....Think it just says "damn, leave a message."......was going to call someone to call me so I could see if it works...but nobody was home....
I hope everyone is having a better weekend than Babs and I ....and she is super pissed cause what's his face won.....don't think he is one of her favorites...Matt came in 5th ...Whiffle or what ever his name is came in second..and I had him all this time in my fanasty team and changed it Thursday....figures......Ok...I'm out of here...going to watch the rest of SNL......
She doesn't know why....but her blog has disappeared...she can't get to it and neither can anyone else..fuckity fuck fuck fuck....we need our Babs....call up your cockroaches Babs, sic them fuckers on to blogger.....cause we need you here...we can't be happy happy joy joy with no Babs.... She can't get into her blogmad either...so she is really screwed....someone get in touch with the powers that be and tell them...WE NEED OUR BABS.......altogether now.......WE NEED OUR BABS..WE NEED OUR BABS......WE NEED OUR BABS...Update: Temp blog set up under Babs profile for now: http://babstempblog.blogspot.com/
Hot damn....the cowboys' football schedule is in....hot damn...
First game will be at Jacksonville..and all I have to say is T.O. better be spot on and kick some ass...
2nd game is at home with Washington...I used to really hate Washington way back when George Allen was the coach...he would make me nuts,licking his fingers all the time...and he would spy on us during our practices ..like some peeping tom...My favorite game against Washington was when we beat them when Theisman(sp) was the quarterbackand it was his birthday and he had his kid on the side line at the end of the game and think he played so bad they pulled him, not sure...but at the end of the game the entire stadium sang Happy Birthday to him...whupped his and his teams ass 'good' and then we rubbed it in by serenading him .....nothing like being humilated in front of your kid..one of the reasons why I hate ole Joe so much is because of the way he left his wife of many years...(long time ago)...he left her a note in the mail box of some lyrics of a song that basically said you were never the one..this one is the one..left it in the fucking mailbox...how cold blooded can you be..asshole
3rd game is at Tennessee...this one is hard for me now as I have good friends now from Tenn. and don't want to say nasty things about their team...but the owner of the team is a gigantic asshole and deserves to be horse whupped..them boys used to be my Houston Oilers...and I loved the Oilers...so the hell with it..I hope we kick yo butts...but not by more than a touch down.
4th game is at Philadelphia..well, we all know how Jackiesue feels about Philadelphia don't we.... ya know how Whiteny Houston sang about 'you are the wind beneath my wings?' well, philly is the shit beneath my ass....I always say that hating is not a good thing..but I am sorry...I hate the eagles...I hate their fans (who are one notch below neanderthals)..and if Philadelphia is the city of brotherly love...they is Cain...so I hope they beat them like a red headed stepchild in a family full of brunettes..beat them like a drum in a heavy metal band, beat them like....like...well, like I would like to beat Forest Gump's dumb ass... they have a court house with a judge in the stadium for Goddess sake...they have so many drunks that are disorderly they have a court room on site...that's really tacky.
5th game is with Houston.....I love all my Texas teams..really I do...and want Houston to do well......just not against us...and we do have to get revenge against them for their first game in the big leagues and kicked our ass...
6th game is against Giants...if we need to do good......we need to kick some Giant Ass...
7th game is against Carolina...this game is where Keyshawn Johnson is going to want to show the Cowboys why they should have kept him and not allowed Carolina to pick him up..
8th game....back to Washington..they have very loud and very vocal fans...playing them at home is always a game...Philly fans are obnoxious assholes but 'skins fans are LOUD..
9th game is against Arizona...where there are as many Cowboys fans as there are Cardinal fans(who used to be in St. Louis..before the LA Rams became the St. Louis Rams)..so it is almost like a home game...
10th game at home against Indianapolis...will be good to play at home after the away games....I kinda like Indy....but not enough to want them to win.
11th game, home against Tampa Bay..This is a televised Thanksgiving Day game...least we don't have to travel for it..but not much time to prepare for it either..
12th game we're back on the road to play the Giants again...Hope it is not snowing...we could be pooped for this one..
13th game, home for New Orleans...ok, I am really sorry your city got fucked up by Hurricane Katrina and the Forest Gump Fema plan...but I still am not rooting for you to win.
14th back on the road to Atlanta....K should be living in Atlanta by then....hope this doesn't mean you will be a fan and will be disappointed when we kick the falcons ass..(I hope)
15, home for the eagles...this is late for a birthday gift but is on Christmas Day..so if you want to start taking up a collection to buy me and Babs a ticket to go to the game, it's ok with us...It would make a great Christmas present for us ...huh Babs
16th ..game..last one of regular season...against the Detriot Lions...they have had one playoff win in 50 years so we have that going for us..It is New Year's Eve...so make a wish....we win....Hopefully by this game well will be heading to the playoffs...Please Goddess, I am putting in my wish now...can you make us Super Bowl bound.....? I will give up Blue Bell and Dr. Pepper for that.....promise...really.....no ...really I will.. no icecream and no Dr. Pepper...no really I will..ah com'on...what do you mean I can't do it....? I can..really...no icecream..no dp.......................................ok, how about just no icecream..!!ahh fuckme till I melt.
Life is good..there are a pair of cardinals on my porch, the male is feeding the female bits of bird seed and a pair of doves are pecking around in the yard looking for treats I have tossed out for their enjoyment. The sky goes from sunny to stormy in a matter of minutes, and I am just sitting back on my chubby little ass...enjoying it all...Over the weekend I hit two of the little anitque shops to see what I could find in books. I found a paper back for $2(what a ripoff) about The Texas Rattlesnake, the unfiltered, completely unauthorized story of Steve Ausin...Normally this is not something I would ever buy, but David O's daughter Sara is a huge wresslin' fan and thought she would like it..but I am hoping that I made a good deal on a, probably incomplete set of Thackeray's Works...nine books...some are in very good condition and a few are not as good..but all are complete and I bought them for $15. Don't know if I will make more by selling them individually or as a set. Will have to check out ebay and see..I am reading a science fiction book..I like fanatasy more than science fiction but this is kinda sorta both?....It is The Protector's War by S. M. Stirling and I really do like it. Not finished with it yet, but so far it has been very good...Kind of a futureistic type..but takes place in th later 90's..and its not sci-fi...we are back to lances, arrows, swords, and farming...somebody intentionally messed with fusion and now, no machinery , guns don't work, bombs don't work,cars don't work...nothing..we are back to the basics...most of the population is dead from either what happened at the beginning or the after math..starvation, desease, etc..so it is really intresting..
I don't like most reality shows...I will watch survivor if nothing else is on...I kinda like the great race, but if some thing better is on..well,...like I said..I would rather watch something else..But Sunday night there wasen't jackshit on and ended up watching some reality show abut rich kids vs poor kids...the rich kids are mulit wealthy..daughter of rich emir, daughter of asian religious leader, sons of multimillionaires..daughters of billionaires...they were the most disgusting little shits I have ever seen in my life. Then the poor kids are kids who owe college money, working through college,etc..just basic working class kids...(I love the one gay kid who is so open and honest you just want to kiss him) The premise is they are paired up rich/poor and have to work certain jobs...winning team gets to stay the rest are voted on by each other and it is like watching a train wreck..these rich kids just have no idea of what real life is about...and don't give a fuck....first thing out they are wandering around looking for some one to carry their bags, clean up after them, and tell them what to do and where to go...they are hateful, mean spirited and brag about how rich they are(its all Daddy's money) and how tacky the poor kids are..make fun of them..talk shit to them...insulting, and just plain little assholes...oh my goddess, by the time the hour was over I wanted to hunt them little fuckers down and bip them into the poor house....Out of the 6-7 rich kids there is maybe one worth letting live..the rest should be put down like a horse with a broken leg...they are worthless individuals...they have no redeeming qualities what so ever...they don't do charity work, they don't give money to charity or do any thing...except buy stuff and go to parties...I will take my granddaughters over these kids any day of the week...The only hope these kids have is if Mommy and Daddy see the show and realize what useless little shits they have brought into the world and disown them....fuckme till I can slide through life on my money and good looks
That's what it says in the corner of the paper...mabe it's code...so to the news.....VFW Post 4819 honered a West Intermediate School teacher as its Teacher of the Year.She is a 4th grade teacher,a Baylor graduate and served as an elementary teacher in the Irving Independent School District for three years before coming to West. He name is Ida Wines. I know it is just too easy...but it is not pronounced wines..it is Vines...but I only wrote about her in this article so I could make fun of her name..I'm sorry..I have this weekness...Breast cancer survivors will be honored at a program and we will also have our annual walk for Breast Cancer Awareness...I walked it one time the first time they had it...I actually came in first place and got to say a small speech which everyone held their breath through...I said I was happy to have won the walk.. and someone yelled at me.."hey, jackie..the thrill of victory...." and I said"and de agony of da feet."..and held up my swollen little tootsies...got a big laugh...Last week I mentioned the High School won first place for One Act Play and this week they are preforming it for the town of West...and it's free...pretty cool..
St. Mary's Catholic Church of the Assumptions is scheduled to present the annual live, drive-through Stations of the Cross from 7-8pm in the church parking lot at 301 S. Harrison Street. This is the 7th consecutive year for this event and in case of inclement weather, the event will be canceled.. Local West High School 17 year old won first place honors at a United States Racing Association(USRA) Truck race in San Antonio.. Jody Buzbee was given high marks by his fellow drivers too...This is not his first race..he started racing go-karts at age 10. He graduated to larger cars and in 2004, he finished second in the point standings at the Bellmead Speedway. He says his big dream is to drive in a NASCAR race...Tonya Lynn Leger is engaged to Jason Schumacher and Amanda Kay Grant is engaged to Edward Ray Middlebrook. (SUCKAARS....)Amanda celebrated her 16 birthday...Mason Alexander Warren came into the world weighing 6lbs. 7 oz, he has an older sister Gabby. Mark Allen Kostecka, Jr. came in at a whopping 8 lbs. 1 oz...Charles and Rose Kubacak are celebrating their 50th anniversary.They will have a celebratory Mass and a trip to Florida...The Mynarcik families are having a family reunion..Each family is asked to bring enough to feed their family...(at these reunions, there is more food than anyone can ever eat)94 years ago Mrs. Win Baker met with a very painful accident while attempting to crank an automobile..she fractured her right wrist...also 94 years ago W. L. Steele and John
Boggess were in Dallas and each brought home a new automobile of the Overland make. Mr. Steele's is a 5 passenger touring and Mr. Boggess a two passenger roadster...We had 6 croak this past week...from 74 to 88 years old..
The Trojan boys baseball team won twice in District 8-AAA and the Lady Trojans split a pair....( I keep looking at that and its just not right....but too funny to take out and reword..)cause that's what it says in the paper...
West High School tennis team won all their games...West is having another blood drive...I swear they have one every time I turn around...I'm surprised anyone has a drop of blood left. Because of my nefarious drug history I am unable to donate blood.. Ok....someone help me make sense of this...someone is selling Giant Pyreneese pups for $75..big huge gifrantic dogs right...$75...and someone is selling Chihuahua puppies for $150...hell, with the Pyreneese you get more dog for your money...You can buy 2 Pyreneese for the price of one Chihuahua...There is a corner lot 1bd/1bath with hardwood floors for $45,000...I have seen the house...great starter home.That is all the news in West by gawd, Texas...another day....another day gone by...
So ............finally Monday Marty comes to fix my box (electrical) and takes him and his Jr. G. partner 4-5 hours to fix...I call TXU to come and turn the electricity back on...first of all I get some schmuck who never asks if it is residential or business and sends me to business where I tell my sob story and he says, 'Wrong dept.'...transfers me where I have to retell the story and she wants to know all sorts of stupid information...like am I at still at(my phone number) and I say yes, but I have a what ever they are called and need electricity to run..so she can't get me at that number...she says "then you no longer have that number?"..I say "no, I still have that number but as long as the electricity is out, it won't work.."..she says "where can I reach you?'..I say "well, right now I am in the paking lot of the local grocery store, and why do you need to know where you can reach me..? all you need to know is that the box is fixed and to send someone out to turn the electricity back on".."what are the last 4 digits of your social security?"...I give them....( I have already given her my name, phone number, address, and my TXU account number") she says"mumble muble....yaddaaa yadda mumble"...I say "what?" she says "yada fmemuble..ahe fdfiemuble...yaddad "...I say "lady, Im in a parking lot next to a train track, with cars, trucks and trains going by...I can't understand you...and can you just send some one out to turn my electric back on?"....this continues till the point that Jackiesue becomes totally redneck asshole and screams into the phone..."just send some one to turn it on,is that too much to fucking ask...You information collecting stupid bitch?"things disentergrate from there...which means that I didn't get my electric turned back on till 9:30am today instead of before 7pm yesterday...fuckers.. The only good thing that came out of it was by the time I had finished screaming into the phone I had garnered a crowd who were cheering me on and applauding. Is my saga over....???????????????????? fuck no...........
TXU comes by at 9:30am and there is still no power on the other side of the house..fuckity fuck fuck fuck....so now the short that was in the big box has also blown the box that carries the fuses, but only effected one side of the house...so have to call Marty back and who kows when he will come back again....I either need lots of bluebell or some of babs lexapro...and because I had actually got as far as putting my laundry into the truck to go do laundry but was held up because of the electricity bruhahahahahahhah...and didn't do cause I had to be here while this was all going on...I now have laundry in the back of the truck..need to call electrician again so can't leave and it is as we say in texas..."fixing to rain"..so I need to go haul all the laundry back to the house before it gets swept away by rain...and be held to the house again until I get this shit taken care of...and just for tollmasters information..this is not juvenile potty mouth..this is grown up fucking potty mouth...so bite me....WHEN IN DANGER WHEN IN DOUBTRUN IN CIRCLES SCREAM AND SHOUTWHEN IN DANGER WHEN IN DOUBTRUN IN CIRCLES SCREAM AND SHOUT...soooo I willl......
I'll just copy/paste her email....
sometime during the night my electric box shorted out..i found out this morning when i had no light in my refer..the boxes are split..don't ask me why..so i had electricity on the bedroom, bath side but the living room and kitchen has no electricity..so called txu and they came out and I need a new box..they dont do that..before he could turn all the electric off till the box got fixed (didnt want to start a fire and burn down my house).I called edda and she sent out an electrician..and wont get fixed till tomorrow afternoon some time...so until then I am borrowing a cup of electric from maryruth...who lives next door...we have orange electric cords running all over the place..so I have tv and a light in bedroom and the refer is running..but not enough extension cords to run another loop to the computer..what a fucking mess...anyhow..came to library and read my emails..and cant get the fucker to even reply..now I remember why I was pissed all the time up here...so basically what I am asking here is if you can go to my blog and post a short things are fucked up in West as usual..and won't be back on line till tomorrow afternoon...I am not sure if I will be on right away as I might just go get fucking drunk....fuckme till sparks shoot out my ass....
anyhow I would appreciate it...tell everyone I said howdy...love and kisses jackie
i think i may not have sent these to you..the one of the 3 kids and me and the one of the great dane sleeping on the couch...can you put them on?...such a pain in the ass i am...love jac
this is my second favorite dog ever...he was the smartest dog, he would go out in the am and go to post office and shake hands with eveyone..then go with Vicky on her rounds, then go visit all the stores in town..come home, go with me to take girls to school... on my birthday the girls took another ride to shcool so I could sleep in...so Baby took off for school and went inside looking for the girls..he finally found David O's daughter Jessica and wouldn't leave ...they finally got him out side and he was chasing kids around the school yard..some of them not to sure he was harmless..so the school called me and said."Jackie, come you come get your dog..he's not letting students in the building" He is now residing in the 3rd home since he came to West...he moves on to better digs each time he moves on...great dog...he also now goes by the name Buster... When I asked Paul, who works for the city,how he was doing..as he was the one who gave him a home, he said,"he liked it better across the street, so he moved over to their house."...they let him sleep on the couch...he loves sleeping indoors..as you can see..
Two more from Jackiesue, lov ya Jac.
Sooner
Talk about success with James Hand, and he'll talk about his friends..by Carl Hoover. Waco Tribune-Herald entertainment editor.There are no strangers when interviewing James Hand at Willis Country Store in Ross.He knows all the guys sitting at a table in the all-purpose convenience store and bar, plus store owner Billy Willis, standing behind the counter, and introduces you to them all.Brenda Lee is singing on the jukebox while Hand talks, and the Tokio, Texas musician confessess he often comes in and pumps the jukebox full of quarters just to listen to music like that when he is in the mood. This is home territory for the 53-year-old Hand, who notes he lives only a few miles north of the store, in his late parents' home.The ever-polite country singer is, characteristically, self-effacing when it comes to talk about his late-blooming career and critically acclaimed new cd, The Truth Will Set You Free.
"If I've got a moment of fame, I want it for my friends here," he said.Hand who's called "Slim" in these parts, liberally drops names in the course of the interview. His longtime family friend Willis, who's owned the country store for 23 years; his current band of Austin musicians, Gene Kurtz, Rusty Trapps, Jim Loeessberg and Will Indian; former band members Laurel Moore, Jimmy Motis and Gary Dean Finley."Promise you'll put their names in. Promise me that. Shake on that,"he said, scooting his chair closer to his interviewer and holding out his hand. Promised.After decades of toiling in countless Texas bars and honky tonks with a plaintive wail so close to Hank Williams' that it can bring goose bumps, Hand is on the brink of bigger and better things. Like glowing features in the Austin Chronicle, the Austin American -Statesman, even the Hollywood Reporter. A record deal with national label Rounder Records, which signed Hand after hearing him at the 2004 South by Southwest Music Festival and is releasing and promoting The Truth Will Set You Free. Help from the likes of Willie Nelson, Lloyd Maines and Ray Benson, all heavy lifters in Texas music circles. A documentary film team trailing his paths for a future feature. Upcoming appearances in Chicago and a July performance at the Country Rendez-Vous
Festival in Craponne sur Arzon, France.Hand's reaction to all this? "If I could ever be happy, now would be the time to be happy," he said gravely.He leans forward, almost conspiratorially, his brown eyes glowing with intensity under a white cowboy hat."I'm scared it's not going to happen," he said. "I'm afraid it will."Waco-area fans have a rare chance to hear Hand live this weekend as he and his Austin-based band will have CD release parties Friday and Saturday.Austin-area gigs have dominated Hand's schedule for several years now, but when asked why he doesn't perform more locally, the singer doesn't go beyond an enigmatic "too many fights when I play."Hand's soul-bearing barroom weepers and mournful sounds are a bracing chaser for cuntry fans tired of what they consider paint-by-numbers country rock and the interchangeable performers ofcontemporary Nashville.Despite Hand's similarity to Hank Williams' sound, it's not intentional or deliberate, he says, and he bristles at reviewers who see Hank in every hand mannerism."They say I even hunch down like Hank did when I sing," said the former rodeo rider, who works as a horse trainer between music jobs. "Well, you've got to duck a bit when you play the joints I play in."His album, the first national release after three previous CDs, contains all original Hand compositions, and you can see its thematic territory in the song titles:"If I live Long Enough To Heal," "When You Stopped Loving Me, So did I,:" "Shadows Where The Magic Was."Familiar stuff for those who honed their country listening on the likes of George Jones, Ray Price and Hank Thompson but new to younger audiences outside the state."All of this is brand new to me, but life is not new to me," Hand said.Where he goes from here in the wider world, he's not sure, and he hints at personal demons that have sidetracked him in the past, but he knows there's still a home base to which he can always retreat.As one of his songs on The Truth Will Set You Free has it, "In The Corner, At the Table, By the Jukebox."Probably with his friends at Willis Country Store.the reason why I went to such length's to post about James "Slim" Hand is I know him, have known him since the early 80's....We kinda sorta dated....We did rock the little trailer out at his mama's and daddy's...But most important.....he is a great singer...a good man and an even better friend...if you like Hank Williams, you will love James..I know everyone always calls him Slim, but he was always James to me...I have his first cd, but none of the others....I haven't been to see him play in over 20 years. The smoke in them ole honky tonks kill me...and as much as I love him I like listening to him in my truck or the house better than the smoky ole honky tonks..Although that is where you should listen to him...so you can cry in your beer to his songs...I hope he becomes a huge hit..no one deserves it more....he's a good'un.....
What the hell does that mean...? I know it means sans clothes..but where the fuck did that expression come from...who was the first person that saw a naked person and thought "Why, that person is buck naked."????? Buck as in deer? Buck as in deer hide? Just what the fuck does that mean...and naked as a Jay Bird...Jay birds aren't naked..they have feathers...and who ever looked at a naked person and thought "Why, that person is as naked as a Jay Bird..."..???? Which brings us to what? I am sittling at the computer buck naked and naked as a Jay Bird... it feels good...I did bring a towel and put it on the computer chair to keep Rocky's hair from getting up my crunt..But here I sit, naked as the day I was born...with a lot more skin but basically the same...My mother said when I was born I didn't cry...that I came out looking all over the place...but I didn't cry...the Dr. said he had never delivered a baby that wasen't born crying or screaming..unless they the baby was ill....but I was healthy as a horse...fat and sassy...kind of like I am right now...so ...I have come full circle....naked, fat and sassy...I called my friend David yesterday and played the helpless damsel.....he knows better but he likes thinking he is coming to my aid..which he is...So he put together my little bbqer I paid $5 for....and hooked up my $2.75 answering. machine...I was going to have him help me with my closet but didn't want to push my luck....He is still recovering from his weekend in Mexico..the annual golf, booze wild sex, trip he and friends take every year..He has a steady ho he sees when he goes there and she not only gives him a discount, she makes sure he gets safely to a cab and back across the border...I told him before I croaked I wanted to go on one of those trips, although I can't golf as my tits are to big.You can't shoot around the girls...He said no women...I said, bullshit....I will go and dare anyone to throw me off the bus....Besides..I can keep a secret....Although if they refuse to let me go I will be forced to tell their wives what they really do on that the 'golf trip'...My granddaughter Jamie went redneck on her boyfriend..She was with her girlfriends and they drove down his street and he was there with the chippy.....and Jamie threw a rock and hit his truck and put a huge dent in it...he is threatning to call the police...I am making a phone call tomorrow and explain the facts of life to him...Like he is lucky it was the truck that got the dent...and that it was Jamie and not me that tossed it...That he is getting off light with just a dented truck..and if he calls the police I will see that he walks with one hand over his left ball for the rest of his young life...as I will have his right ball in a jar on my computer desk...he knows me ...and fears me....some times having a reputation has its benefits...There are still enough stories about me pinning a guys nutsack to a bench with a pool stick, or kicking a guy in the nuts with very pointy cowgirl boots so hard he wet his pants, fell to the ground and cried.....in that order...so i don't actually have to do anything any more.....my reputation precedes me...besides even if I can't do the ass kicking any more...I know plenty of people who can...and will...so Zac is going to have to learn a life lesson......a jackiesue life lesson....Don't mess with my family...Hmmmmmm, I think I see a TV series ......wonder who I can get to play me....?fuckme ...no one can play me....I will play myownself....
door..rats...stagger out of bed looking like a demented punk rocker(I sleep on my sides so my hair gets pushed into a mohawk...)and there are Inky and Charlie Brown..forgot to mention charlie yesterday as wasn't sure he was going to make it to West.. he is another one of the bunch of drunks that hung out at The Capital.....He is doing so well, great job that he loves, new wife and new puppy...company truck, phone and all the whistles and bells..he works in 'da awl bidness'..said that his boss makes soo much money that it is spooky ..that at $50 a barrel they are rolling in money and at $60 going on $70 they are rolling in money and burning it...fuck..
dance in my jeep..and I jumped out of the jeep and bitch slapped some girl for talking shit to my friends...what a dufus...I barely remember that...I think there should be a statue of limitations to retelling drunk stories about me...hey, I'm a grandma here...but the nice thing was, they where whining about being in their mid 40's and I said..'hell, I'll be 63 in Nov..'..they actually gasped...'no way'...your the same age as we are...'no...I'm 20 years older than you guys..'...I had to actually show my drivers liscense as they thought I was not telling the truth...made my day..both of them have more gray hair than I do..mwmahahahahhahah....the Goddess rules...
I am going to go see if I can crank up the lawn mower..if not I will go get a new spark plug..see if that's the problem...it is 4-15..and it is 90+ degrees out side..but nice and breezy so it actually is a beautiful day...also...scroll down...sooner added some more pictures to my blog..he is so great..each picture is just perfect for each post...
