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Posted:Feb 11, 2015 11:26 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 10:56 am 12057 Views
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I went out with my car this morning. I had a flat and the rim is FUBAR, so I have been avoiding driving it. I am a little afraid it will POP. I just went to toney's tires on grand and got another used tire. but I went to get my mail, I have a mail place, because the post office here is also FUBAR, and I got THREE new beatles ablums. Beatles albums are at a premium lately, and I bought FAKE beatles for my home MPGs, but I wanted some REAL fab4, it ain't the same. I got abbey road, sgt. peppers, and revolver. I feel like I am a ager again. I also stopped at another PO and bought stamps, and mailed out my LAST bible this year, I give away free bibles on ebay to anyone who will read them. I buy them at thrift shops and garage sales. someone gave me a bible when I was 45+ and I never read it before, it changed my life. so far I have given away more than 5,000 of them, I stopped counting after that. I am going to take a break from it for now, because of my car and the weather, but I usually use it as a sort of tythe to give it back to god. in the 7 years I been doing it I have been provided for and blessed. I have NEVER not had enough money to buy bibles used or pay the postage to send them. God is pretty incredible. I also sent the 40 page form for bennies I filled out last nite. that will help if they give me back my food stamps. that is what I used to use for munchies at the church smile emoticon. this is the sgt pepper's album, (my artwork) with all dead rock stars. the dead-who replace the dead beatles and whats his face from the stones isn't dead yet, but he LOOKS dead 
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post blizzard busy
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Posted:Feb 5, 2015 8:12 pm
Last Updated:Feb 6, 2015 1:32 pm 11810 Views
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There is no better way to tell this than as a miliatary operastion
And it is in word, so it is capitalized and spellchecked too.
0600 I got up early because I knew it would be a project to get out and to walmarI ate breakfast and checked the car, the battery was dead, it usually is affter it sits for a week, I put it on the charger and I walked malvin. I put the snow blower in the trunk (it breathed it’s last on the last major snow fall we had), and I found the receipt from menards and put it in my wallet. I had made up a list of walmart stuff I needed the night before and I grabbed it before I walked malvin. After the walk, the car started right up. I had seen garbage trucks going around while we walked. Thank god, we need a good plow, plus the garbage was mounting. I stopped after the walk and did my morning duty, the walk had loosened it up. We walked in the alley, it was like a minefield of snow. I went out and tried the car. I got it out right away, but I could not get over the ruts everybody else has dug in the snow. I used some of the rugs I had cleaned on the roof for traction and managed to get out there, but I got stuck in the middle outside my garage. a neighbor gave me a push and I was on my way. Again, the roof rugs helped a bit, 0900: I proceeded down grand ave to wallmart. It was no-man’s land. My radio settings were off because of the battery and I had some black station talking about dating at the clubs and how an unudue percentage of black daters wouldn’t know who joe biden was or rAhm emmanual and they should be avoided. Some really pathetic ghetto hip hop blasted as I pulled into walmart. The lot was plowed and empty. Cool. I managed to get everything I came to get including pet food and vitamins and went to the checkout. It totalled almost $300. I have a walmart charge card with a $300 limi so it was WAY cool. But there was a problem. It wouldn’t go thru. They said I had to call the charge people on my own phone, and it was dead. I hadn’t charged it all week in the snow.evidentally, they had charged me interest on the snowblower I bought online or it would have been paid up. As it was there was only $165 something free. I TOUGHT I should have about that much on my debit card, I still have to check online to makes certain I didn’t overdraw anyway,. It is now about 10:000 and we take out some of the items I bouth that were more expensive, and I had some coupons for some pretty good until it didn’t and it moved a LOT of snow.SO I bought malvin’s large breed dogfood in the industrial size bag, I always buy it there, and I bought him a few meat bones, I usually buy a couple to shut him up at Friday nite church anof the vitamins. I returned the coQ10s which are very pricey and the kitty litter (she has SOME), and I got the total down to $160 (it was like the price is right only while I was in line) and other people were getting edgey, the cashier was about ready to kill me too, but it cleared and I got out of there around 10:3000 and the lady that checks receipts could kiss my ass if she didn’t like my reciept. I went across north ave on the other side of walmart and stopped in menards. They wouldn’t put my snow blower return on my debit card because I had changed it out recently and it was a different number. They gave me store credit. I said give me another snowblower, but they didn’t have any more. It had worked d we were out. I bout a couple HUGE bags of salt too and spent $79 of the store credit. 11;000: there is an aldi’s in that same lot and I WAS going to stop there, but the spots out front were all the handicapp parking so I blew it off. 11;3500 I tried to get gas, I was Enuff, but the gas station had signs that said they were OUT OF GAS,12:000 pulled in my garage forwards (I usually back in and got in easy peasy) and brought shit in as I let malvin out in the ‘yard’ to go potty. 12:000: I put the other half of my gryos from yesterday in the microwave and went next door to the neighbor I fought with yesterday and apologized and told him I was crazy but it am always an asshole anyways. And surprisingly he remembered my name and was cool he had a poster of jesus up on the wall behind his desk. He said ‘god bless’ when we shook hands and he was cool. 12;005. I malled the gyros in one bite and shared it with hobbes and malvin and wrote this while I ate. I think I have recovered from my stroke. God is good. 12:0010 or so, I cleaned out the scum from the bathtub and ran a hot bath. God’s Garage 5450 W. Fullerton will be open tonite and every Friday nite from 7:00 to 10:00, but I am NOT working HARD tonite. Come on down and join us. EVERYONE is welcome, no preaching, no drugs, no booze, juar music and hanging out with friends
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the mustard seed
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Posted:Feb 4, 2015 10:57 am
Last Updated:Feb 9, 2015 7:09 pm 11186 Views
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I just heard myself on a recording from a sermon I had to give at north park, all my mp3's play all the time on my laptop, and this sermon was in here, I hadda memorize it, so I used to record stuff to hear it. in it I said that sometimes atheism becomes a kind of default for people who didn't like god or church, and a LOT of people just give up on god because in their life he didn't seem likely, let alone benevolent. that includes both my parents who turned from the catholic church, and my , and many musician friends. it was really lame sermon, I am NO preacher, but the jist of it was that many people don't KNOW god, and we should NOT just right them off because of it, we need to plant seeds and let them grow. I passed out mustard seeds to the class and talked about the scriptures that mention them
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seriously??!! my daughters are pushing 40??
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Posted:Feb 3, 2015 1:54 pm
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2015 10:54 am 10625 Views
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this is the headling of my profile, and I say this in my profile :
i am not really looking for a relationship, just a friend...nearer my own age and also in love with god.
i am retired and not very wealthy, but the lord has given me more than i need.
look, if you are 20 years or more younger than me, and/or live more than 100 miles away...FORGET ABOUT IT. don't write. - thanks
why would ANYONE write me that is not close in age and geography?
I don't care if you are showing your bosom
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the amazing god's garage 2 litre diabetes weter sink born again
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Posted:Jan 30, 2015 1:01 pm
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 10:56 am 9242 Views
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I put it back together again and tried to get it done before lunch to catch the rays out there today. I reinforced the window sill with planks, that was the weakest link before and used screws this time to make it sturdy. If it better than it was. it is reborn
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the censor is at it again
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Posted:Jan 26, 2015 7:08 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 10:56 am 8520 Views
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sell this trashheap to us and stop censoring me. they called my story hateful
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My Church
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Posted:Jan 25, 2015 2:33 pm
Last Updated:Dec 31, 2020 7:23 am 8896 Views
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About 10 years ago, I went downtown to the federal building to apply for disabilty. The line was ridiculous, I was signed in and they said it would be a while. I walked out to the hall way, there was a HUGE sign that said NO DRINKING, NO SWEARING and NO WEAPONS, but there was not any NO SMOKING anywhere. As I head recently started smoking again, I lit one up. Security was on me like a smell on poo. They told me I couldn’t die it out there, I had to die it out outside. And they led me down the down escalator to the outside. I told them it didn’t say NO SMOKING anywhere and continued to drag on the smoke as I went down the escalator, but they were pissed. At the bottom of the escalator, the security guard hit me from behind and attempted to handcuff me. I am no pushover and I got a leg loose and kicked him in the nuggets behind me and dropped him to the floor. His buddies hit me from behind and broke my head open all over the floor. There was blood everywhere. They took me to a hospital and shot me up with something that they call hellcoat and I was in lala land for 48 hours. They eventually locked me up in the psycho ward ant Northwestern hospital and I was there for two weeks with junkies and meth heads and other problem people.
When I got out, I was a mess. I was depressed, lost and on a bunch of meds that messed with my mind. I was a single parent of 3 then teenagers and I could not bring myself to get off the couch for months. I finally found help and a place to go at a church in the neighborhood, called high praises. They once had a car wash there and they seemed like they were nice. So I went back there. The assistant pastor, pasto Joe, instantly became my best friend and we had bible study there every afternoon. It was my everything. I joined the praise team there with my guitar and it was what I needed to face life again. Much later, there was a lease issue with the landlord and we decided to move to a storefront on irving park. I worked night and day on that place until it was finished and got a job at the electrical union as an apprentice. I married some psycho I met in a chat room online. She was a nympho maniac, and coming from a bad marriage where there was very little sex it was a dream come true. She fought with my and they all ended up leaving me over that marriage, something I will regret to the end of my days.
Sometime after that, pastor Joe got cancer and he died. It killed me inside too. Then sometime after that there was a scandal that rocked high praise apart. Evidenally, the head pastor had become invoved in a gay affair and everyone left. He didn’t even have the balls to come clean to the congregation. Later he opened a gay church somewhere in algonquin and he still runs that church as far as I know. I was lost without high praises.
For the next year, I went to a different church every Sunday looking for a home. I found a LOT of messed up churches that didn’t work for me for a lotta reasons. Eventually, I came to Jesus People USA in uptown. They had rock n roll worship music and it was essentially 500 old hippies that lived together in a hotel as a commune. I was HOME again. There have been some ups and downs there, but it has always been my home since I found it. I applied to live there in the communion at first, and the leadership told me “no” and I found my way past it to remain part of the church anyways.
They have helped me to attend seminary, and learn about god, although as I have said, that didn’t go so great either. The lead pastor from JPUSA was an incredible lead guitarist, Glen Kaiser and he became my best friend and mentor. When god miraclously provided God’s Garage for me to live in, Glen came and played our christmas party the first year. I STILL have the flyer from that show on the wall. JPUSA has always been there for me since. I can’t live without God, but JPUSA is a close second. I owe JPUSA my life. I have said that I can’t write anymore since my stroke, but this aint half bad. I am recovering. God is good.
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failed chiistian
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Posted:Jan 23, 2015 7:03 am
Last Updated:Jan 29, 2015 11:27 am 8615 Views
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I can't seem to write anymore so I am learning cover songs. this is nick lowe:
(Am) I'm a Failed Christian
(F) I dont go to church
(G) I smoke and I drink
(Am) and I lie and I curse
(Am) it never got to me (F) your sermon and all
(G) you talked and talked (G)about nothing at all
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I'm a Failed Christian Failed Christian
(Am) I've got two recollections (F) taking the collections
(G) and tears when the choir (Am) sang in harmony
(Am) It scared me half to death (F) I swore as I left
(G)with a inside pocket full (G) of change and memories
(Am) I'm a Failed Christian Failed Christian
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I'm a Failed Christian I've got my own church
I pray with my soul to this great universe
all over the world the bloods on their hands
religious instruction I can't understand
im a Failed Christian, Failed Christian
I'm going to meet my maker a firm beleiver
of spirit in music theres a prayer in a song
I'm a Failed Christian and if I'm go under
them you're coming with me that much I can't tell
(Am) A Failed Christian (F) Failed Christian(Am) A Failed Christia (F) Failed Christian(Am) A Failed Christian (F) Failed Christian(Am) A Failed Christian (F) Failed Christian
(AM) I'm a Failed Christian (F) I dont go to church
(G) I smoke and I drink (AM) and I lie and I curse
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