Waiting to say "no" . . .

I find myself at the corner of Overland and Venice, at a McDonald's and I cannot ignore the hustle and bustle around me. 

The traffic on the westside is terrible, I left home at 5:30 AM an arrived to my location at 7:07 AM - roughly 50 miles. I remember making similar trips in about 40 minutes but that is impossible in 2014. 

My deposition is today and it is but another step in this journey and I will be taking more steps over the next few years. 

Knowing that today, June 5, 2014 isfinally here, a calm has come over me. Today will pass, the calendar will turn the page and today will be another day for the books.

My relief is palpable, heck, I'm at a McDonald's for goodness sake! I should be at Carl's Jr., my customary place in similar circumstances. Alas, if I have money to spend, it will be McDonald's from here on - our debt to Ronald McDonald house must be repaid and paid forward. 

One hour still . . .

Thursday, June 5, 2014 will be the day that I get to say no to all of the questions and a start, a commencement to resolution in this endeavor. I worried and worried and now, I no longer have time to worry, simply: I only have to do. 

Today, I will get it done and move on. At this moment, I stand apart from the hustle and bustle around me, soon, I will return to that same and today will be a distant memory.

I thank you for reading. 

Chris Brown

Chris is now out of jail after having done his time for his last transgressions. Chris, ya did what was required of you, now, seek assistance for your anger issue and get better.

Your are a talented individual and now, you have the oppourtunity to get back to doing what you do best: entertaining us with your musical skill. 

You have the talent and I, for one, can't wait for you to return to your music making. I am a fan that wants to see you do well, I'm rooting for you. I say you deserve what you got, you paid society's price for your misdeeds and now do what you do best: music. 

Fair or not, you went to jail and you didn't act like a baby about it. I'm sorry you had to do time, but why did you? Many will never be happy at the "price" you paid, but you can't worry about those people. It is done. 

I'm rooting for you.

Good luck, dude, I'll be listening.

A moral dilemma . . .

After having a spirited conversation with my wife, I am at a crossroads. 

I need your help. 

Am I really going to hell if I use the Shampoo BEFORE the conditioner?

The Crossing is the price one must pay to get to the promised land . . .

Author D.A. Roberts has recently delivered his third novel in his exciting Ragnarok Rising Saga: The Crossing.

The nightmare continues to the survivors of Nathanial County, Missouri and the battle to keep hope alive rages everywhere.

From the Inside Cover:

You will learn to fear the dark.

After surviving the Freemen, Wylie and the others discover that the damage they took during the fight might have been far more extensive than they knew. With structural problems looming and the lack of arable land, they reach a dreaded decision. They must abandon the Underground.

Looking for a place that is not only defensible but provides the opportunity for long-term survival, they must set out on a dangerous journey to scout a new location. Strange new dangers await them, as they find what they thought was the perfect location. A terrifying new type of zombie stalks the valley where they want to make their home. A zombie that owns the night.

The journey to make their new home safe will take them to the distant shores of Lake of the Ozarks and through the zombie infested streets of Lebanon, Missouri. Wylie soon learns that people he thought were enemies can become friends…and friends can become enemies. A lesson that will cost them dearly.

Their journey to discover the origin of the new undead will take them back to the lake and to a shocking conclusion. Lives will change forever as they must accomplish the impossible in order to secure their new home. The realization that not all of them will survive to see their new community grow will take it’s toll on them. The safety of their new home will be purchased with blood. 

Who will make...The Crossing?

As a reader and fan of Tom Clancy, the author of the "Techno-Thriller," I must tell you that we may have the heir to the creator of the "Techno-Thriller" in D.A. Roberts. In this saga, he creates a wonderfully taught and deep adventure that moves quickly and the pace of action tires the reader with constant action. Before you can take a breath, the un-dead alter the perceived safety of the survivors and reminds them that there is no safety in the Zombie-Apocalypse. The world, as we knew it, has, indeed, ended. Forever.

D.A. Roberts creates dread and drama so deep, that one cannot simply put the book down. You must see it through (the book), not unlike the survivors must assure their own safety. The drama is palpable, the dread is real and you know that the stench of death is just around the next page. At times you dread turning the page because you know that danger lies up ahead.

We are constantly reminded that there is no safety and there is a price to pay. Those that you think will survive - don't and those that you believe will die - will live another day.

The Crossing will exact a price from the reader, but it is one that will gladly be paid because like the survivors, you want to believe that there is hope when the world ends.

Benghazi and stuff.

Yet again, another story that states that most people got the story wrong - again. The fervor related to this one event is astounding when one considers that in the Bush Administration, there were similar events and it turns out that the Administration was culpable in some of those events by not properly preparing and not once, not once, was there an outcry from either side of conspiracies.

Sad.

Anyway, Benghazi, like the Birth Certificate will remain the realm of loons and crazies simply because of the current President.

Sad.

I have noticed that the noise being generated by these crazies has quieted a bit (maybe due to my being disconnected from the internet) and it dawned on me as to why: It is snowing/raining and in many parts of the nation, the weather is bad. So, you ask? Well, as I have sad before: loons and crazies need something to yell at and usually they simply yell at the rain and knowing that winter has arrived, the loons and crazies are doing what they do best: Yell at the rain/snow/wind. Why? It is what they do and in the absence of such weather, they yell at others via conspiracies and such.

Winter, the darkness and still of such, brings peace to those of us that simply require peace. It brings us warmth and a appreciation of all that is good and not so good in the world.

I must admit, without the crazies and loons of the world, and there are many, the rest of us wouldn't be able to appreciate what is good in the world.

Happy Holidays and Happy New Years.

Lord Roger, emperor of all that is NDB Media and related to it (the world).

Christmas comes with dreams.

I woke up on December 26 and my memory was working: I was able to recall three different dreams and I must say, they were varied and full of excitement.

Most recent:

I was driving to some place that I cannot recall, but I stopped near a school and on the opposite side of the street, I spied my ex, well, my first love. As she crossed the street and neared my vehicle, I reached out to surprise her and my youngest was in the car who reacted in a shocked manner. I looked back at her and through my facial gestures, I did my best to place her at ease: "I know what I am doing."

As she neared, I touched the small of her back and she immediately turned to me and recognized me. We engaged in polite conversation and she stated that she was in a rush and had to go. She leaned in through the window for a kiss on the cheek and then, leaned in to receive one from my daughter! Kinda surprised my daughter, but she went with the flow and didn't say a word until my ex left. 

Kinda odd and yet, kinda real at the same time. Funny thing is that my youngest knows of my ex, but in this dream, she had no idea who this person was - kinda like the logic in the most recent Star Trek movie. 

In another dream, I was back working at Carl's Jr. and I couldn't prepare a simple breakfast item: waffles! I would cook the item and yet, when it came time to hand the item to the customer, for some reason, I had to stamp the package and each time, I ended up stamping the waffle. Whatever. 

In the first dream, I was in a zombie apocalypse. FINALLY! This is the dream that I remember least, but I remember most that it was in my new city where were we moved to, but it was all good and I was prepared (it was a dream because in real life, I am not prepared for the zombie apocalypse) for bear and it had a feel of the Ragnarok Rising series by DA Roberts to it. 

All I remember is that the dreams were incredibly detailed and long. 

I see it, don't they see it?

Here's the article link where they post at this site that the video they have is the video that the government didn't want you to see regarding the 9-11 cover up. Take a gander here.

Looking at the video, at :08, I can clearly see something that looks like the tail fin of a big jet that disappears from view and if you follow the movement, it fits the impact of the building.

We are assuming that this video is of 9-11 and of flight 77 and the pentagon. On that basis, if you check the video at :08, I see the tail fin.

One reason why I don't care for the kids at Loose Change and all others that say this didn't happen, is simply because I saw it live. I witnessed it. It was sad and horrible. I wish to remind the parents of those little kids that made up the documentary entitled "Loose Change," that as a parent, you failed in educating your children. You did so by never teaching them common sense. You failed and now, these juveniles are piddling their made up story. I've said it before: their documentary is slick and well produced, they should move to Hollywood where they can have a chance at making movies. I haven't heard much about them after Popular Mechanics and Popular Science tore them a new a-hole.

That mysterious plane flying around Washington D.C.? AOC. Airborne Operations Command. The reporter that reported that Building 7 was already down when it had not fallen yet. When have reporters gotten all of their facts straight and how often did the news media have to retract their statements and issue corrections?

Our leadership failed on the fateful day. The simple implication that our government was skilled enough to pull of this operation is simply unfathomable. I work in government, have these kids that claim it was a massive government conspiracy ever worked with or for a government agency?

Why do people yell at the rain? They yell at the rain simply because no one else will listen to them.