Filthy Hippies

2012-02-02T17:26:00.005-05:00

Well sir I discovered a new press right here in Asheville, NC! They call themselves the Black Mountain Press, but they might be filthy hippies, but they seem to be interested in my prison experience at the Federal Prison Camps. I told them I want to write a book all about the tax payer waste of money sending old timers to prison and spending tax dollars on food and medicine and art supplies and recreation at a college like campus. I also told them all about the colored things that run the camps and don't even have a high school education, just the right color to get a high paying government job. Well sir, they told me to write it all down and send it in a book form, so I'm going to be pretty busy writing up all the crazy experiences of Federal Prison Camp. I'll put up excerpts from time to time so you can see the craziness of the taxpayer expense for these camps so that certain people make money, and certain corporations get sweet heart deals with the government!

2012-01-19T16:04:00.004-05:00

Filthy Hippies at Occupy Asheville

Just what I thought! Asheville has been raided by a bunch of filthy hippies trying to camp downtown. They told me they were getting cold and planning on leaving the area soon. Whimpy whinny mamby pamby filthy hippies crying about the cold, can't stay any longer downtown to protest against my bankers!

2011-12-13T17:45:00.003-05:00

Well Sir it's been a long time since I was arrested by the Feds and forced to spend almost two years in a Federal Prison Camp. I'm thinking this country is not so good any more, but I'm also thinking that the colored people that run the prison camps show why they shouldn't be allowed to try to run anything, let alone a country. I've never seen such filthy freeloaders in my life--worse than the hippies in Asheville! However I have become more of a liberal these days. I will post more when I am able to think more clearly again.

2009-11-03T12:12:00.003-05:00

West Virginia does not raise Filthy Hippies

Now that chicken fighting is illegal in all 50 states, West Virginia is leading the way back to the path of individual freedom from Big Government.

These days when I chicken fight I have to go all the way to the Philippines, Mexico, Puerto Rico or Costa Rica. This is a big nuisance, as before I only had to go as far as Newport, TN to get into a high dollar chicken fight.

Now that the government is illogically using the Rico Act against us we have no choice but to leave the country, taking our dollars with us. I really wanted to go to Alaska and challenge some vocal locals up in the tundra land, but will have to get them to take their animals to the warmer climates that seem to favor freedom and rights of the individual.

This whole argument against chicken fighting is bogus. All you need to do is go to a chicken farm to see chickens suffer far worse than what they do in a cockfight. And the cocks get to die with honor.

This is just another plot from the left to turn this country into wimpy whiney little girls, with clown socks, and nappy hair, screaming about their right to gay marriage, legal grass smoke, and free health care.

But there is hope for the rest of us. West Virginia is starting a petition to legalize chicken fights. A new organization at: www.wva4gamecocks.com is leading the charge. Join them, sign their petition and show you support for individual freedoms! Check it out.

2009-10-06T13:47:00.012-04:00

Mail Art is art for filthy hippies in Asheville NC

My grandson just got a new job at Bungie making some war game named halo and they gave him a new iphone and other stuff so he sent me his old iphone. I decided to go to an Art Gallery in Downtown Asheville after seeing a feature in the Citizen Times of the Courtyard Gallery Mail Art Exhibit.

Looks like a load of filthy hippie crap to me.

The only one that makes sense is the one with the bible slogan.

The owner and staff were a bunch of whiny mamby pamby boys, so I guess the exhibit made since if you were an lsd smoking filthy hippie or clown sock girl thing.

2009-08-12T09:36:00.002-04:00

Hilary Clinton is a Filthy Hippie

Hilary continues to make a fool out of herself and our nation.

First she goes to North Korea and is so naive they call her a funny lady and likens her mentality to that of a silly schoolgirl. Bill had to go and save the day and bring back the hostages, since they certainly were not going to deal with a hippie women.

Then, to help cover up the US involvement in torture, he tells the UK she will have the US start withholding intelligence from England! Good move you stupid cow.

Now she goes to Africa and gets offended about a question about what her husband thinks about policy. "My husband is not secretary of state" she yells. No but he should be in this administration, he has forgotten more about world events than she will ever know. (And believe me Bill Clinton didn't know much!) And more importantly, he is HER HUSBAND. If these so called Christians would read the Bible they say they believe in there are many instances where God told the world that women are here to serve man.
Genesis 3:16, God tells Eve, "Your husband will rule over you."

This is just the way it is and always will be. The clown sock girl nappy haired things walking around Asheville don't get it, and neither does this socialist, communist government that wants to destroy health care in our country.

Anyway I have been out exploring the beaches and jungles of the Pacific and generally having a great time hangin with the ladies that understand their place in society. I dread the life my grandsons will be confronted with by these commie, hippie women who are trying to change what God created.

2009-03-11T13:07:00.003-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Girl Scouts of America Don't Support Capitalism

For years I have suspected the Girl Scouts had been taken over by filthy hippy liberal socialist communists but today there is proof. In a national news article posted by Newsweek magazine, Wild Freeborn, a young capitalistic girl from Asheville, NC was forced to take her cookie order site and video off the internet by the nut cases at the Girl Scouts of America.

Wild Freeborn, which sounds like a filthy hippie name, actually is a young capitalist that wanted to use the internet as a selling device for Girl Scout Cookie Sales. Instead of supporting this decision, some hippie idiots decided it was safer to sell door to door than on the internet. Missing a perfect opportunity to instruct girls how to use blogs and facebook and get into the modern era, they had her remove her videos from any social network or website. Using her fathers company methods at top floor studio and the internet marketing company MapPartners she created Search Engine Optimization methods for selling cookies locally. This should have been applauded.

But no, the socialist nimrods at the Girl Scouts of America, decided that it is better to teach communist philosophies and cater to the lowest common denominator, the least among us, so as not to hurt anyone’s liberal touchy feely feelings. Better to lose money on sales this year than to think like a true capitalist—this while our country sinks deeper and deeper into Socialism. Tell the dirty filthy clown sock things at the Girl Scouts of America, that you disagree—we need capitalism NOW.

2008-12-10T12:47:00.003-05:00

Filthy Hippies into Witchcraft in Asheville--Coven Oldenwilde, NC

I just heard about our District Attorney, Ron Moore taking to a jury a trial brought to him by pagan wicca witches of Coven Oldenwilde. Yes, this would be the same group that sang around a tree near my penthouse then claimed they stopped development downtown. The reality was that the Pack family did something constructive, like going to court and showing that the family donated the land decades ago for a Park, not a condo. I much prefer having a park in view of my front window, but not with filthy hippies singing witch chants in it.

This time Ron Moore was defending the witches in a trumped up charge involving breaking and entering and theft by a local filmmaker, Giuli Schacht. Schacht's lawyer, Jason Wilson, successfully defended her against evidence that appeared to have been conjoured up by Coven Oldenwilde. The jury didn't have much to think about and returned a not guilty verdict in minutes. Read the wicky wiccan coven oldenwilde story here.

2008-09-30T19:49:00.003-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC don't take trips to Africa.

I just met a women in Asheville that runs luxury safari trips to Africa. There is crazy trips you can do-animal watching, jeep safaris, bird watching, whale watching and more.
Check out this description at www.onewithafrica.com:

A guided nature and/or game walk are one of the best ways to experience what the African bush is all about. Offered at many camps, you can enjoy any length or pace of walk from an hour’s leisurely walk to a full day hike with picnic lunch.

For those of you wanting an extended time in the bush on foot, we can arrange a walking safari with highly qualified guides. You will walk through varying landscapes to arrive at a tented camp that has been set up in anticipation of your arrival.

If you have a specific interest we can arrange for an expert guide or researcher in your particular field of interest to accompany you.

The magical experience of camping in the wild with just a wispy net or tent between you and the sky is much better experienced than described. Imagine sitting around a roaring camp fire after having enjoyed a delicious camp meal sipping a final nightcap. You rise, stretch, and wander over to your “tent” where you snuggle under the covers enjoying the stars above and the abundant night sounds all around you. Is that a lion’s roar you hear?

I'm going on one of these for sure, but not on one of their women's only fagtard trips--I'm going on a man's trip with my fighting chickens. Meet me in Africa for a great luxury trip--she tells me that the demographics for going are people with $5 million a year income--otherwise don't even think about it. See you there! Book it with the luxury African safari group.

2008-09-06T14:25:00.004-04:00

Vincenzo's Restaurant is now catering to Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC

I took my new lady friend to Vincenzo's Restaurant in downtown Asheville last night and had one of the worst dinning experiences in my life. After being ignored at the door we were told to find ourselves a table. Sidestepping the large bar and filthy hippies hanging around the bar we found a table on the side and eventually were approached by a hippie waitress who took our order while exhibiting absolutely no personality.
Worse was a pony's tail filthy hippie piano playing boy who was trying to sing louder than anyone has ever sung before and maybe got that record--if not it
was close. Being is such a small room made it worse. Finally our food came that included rotten olives, and meat that they identified as veal but was more probably rat or dog. After refusing to eat their offerings a manager or owner type came over and let me know that he needed to cater to the drunken filthy hippies as they were drinking his liquors and saving the restaurant. Very very strange night and very strange philosophy. so there is no need to go to Vincenzos anymore unless you are a drunken filthy hippie looking for clown sock girl things that wear knotty haired rat nests --probably to house the meat served at this "restaurant" (filthy hippie bar)

2008-08-08T11:59:00.003-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC Don't take the Trolley.--Join me for "Hippy Clean Up" when I charter trolleys in Asheville, NC

This is the coolest thing I found in Asheville, NC yet! You can get on the trolley bus and go all over the non-hippy areas of asheville. They even let you have un-limited hop-ons and hop-offs! People who ride the trolley are usually older people from out of town and NO HIPPIES!!!

It's great, I've been leaving my Lincoln at the condo and riding the trolley the last few weeks.
Last week I met a great women from Wisconsin, that was looking for shopping and dancing fun in the city. I wined and dined her and took her to all the non-hippy areas like Red Lobster then did some ballroom dancing at the Iwanna ballroom. I've been meeting all kinds of wild and crazy conservative women this way. They all love Asheville and McCain, but are completely disgusted by the clown sock girl things and the rat nest haired things that hang around Lexington Ave.

This great trolley company not only does sightseeing tours of asheville, but you can charter the trolley for you own event! Imagine this, I could get all my good conservative buddies here and we could charter the trolley in asheville to go down to Lexington Ave. to clean up the hippies. I know my blogging buddies will want to get involved with this as well. We could take those giant water guns and give the clown sock girl things and knotty haired stink things a good cleaning! Who's with me? I'll rent the trolley--just tell me when you are free to come to Asheville for the "Hippy Clean Up" Best Day might be the Lexington Festival where all the hippies in town come to do their freak show. I think its the last Sunday in September. Let me know what you think!

2008-05-18T12:16:00.003-04:00

filthy hippies in Asheville, NC don't drive muscle cars.

I've always enjoyed the muscle cars. I've owned a corvette, camaro Z28, Cudas and other great motor cars. These filthy hippies in Asheville, NC were crying recently about people driving cars and formed some kind of pack to ride their bikes everywhere last week. I almost ran over six or seven of the creatures every day. I probably would have too, except for the thought of the stink, while I explained to the police that the smell made my brain momentarily dead and I couldn't see anything and hit the knotty haired, clown sock things through no fault of my own. I probably would have received a medal for cleaning up the streets.

Anyway back to classic car restoration. Today I made the discovery that Keisler Engineering in Knoxville makes "green" transmissions for muscle cars of the 60's and 70's. That's right--you are reading correctly--they are green because they are more fuel efficient! Now I can start a muscle car restoration and tell the hippies to go to hell--I'm drivin a green machine! I can't wait to find an old Mustang or Barracuda to get started.

Check out all these transmission options at Keislerauto

Ford Mustang perfect fit manual transmissions by Kiesler
Ford Mustang perfect fit automatic transmissions by Keisler
GM perfect fit manual transmissions by Keisler Auto
GM perfect fit automatic transmission by Keisler
Mopar perfect fit manual transmission by Keisler Auto
Mopar automatic perfect fit automatic transmissions by Keisler Engineering

they also make bell housings, clutch pedals and more at Keisler Engineering!
So do what I'm doing---tell the filthy hippies to shove their green mentality where the sun don't shine, and quit smoking LSD and join us by restoring a GREEN muscle car. But if they don't get it and keep on riding those bikes---get out of our classic car way!

2008-02-15T03:08:00.002-05:00

Did anyone punch a hippy in Asheville, North Carolina for Valentine's Day

Well sir, they should have. I went down to Lexington Queer street last night looking for a place to relax with my special women for Valentine's day. All the restaurants were filled with filthy hippies and clown sock knotty haired girl things. Then I read this article at :
http://www.imao.us/archives/009649.html
It brought tears to my eyes. There is hope yet for the younger generation!

2008-01-30T18:00:00.000-05:00

filthy hippies in Asheville North Carolina needs shoes.

I started noticing that the filthy hippies in Asheville seem to need to know where to go buy shoes.

They obviously have enough money to smoke their LSD so they have money to buy shoes.
Next time you see a shoeless filthy hippy just start yelling at them like I did downtown today--
"Hey filthy clown sock girl thing nappy haired hippy," I shouted, "Go down to Topps Shoes or Houser Shoes and get your filthy feet covered---you stink!" Then I noticed she? he? it? had a computer so I yelled out "Or buy shoes online at housershoes.com

She? he? it? started screaming about old men with big pie holes or something to that nature so I just started shouting that if the thing had enough money to buy drugs, drums, and dram, it had enough money to buy some shoes for its stinking feet. Pretty soon a large crowd seemed to be circling around me like a rabid pack of hogheaded wolves so I jumped in my Lincoln and made some tracks for home.

Next time I will just dial 911 and report a murder about to happen and get these wild things in a cage where they belong!

2008-01-14T22:23:00.000-05:00

2008-01-14T21:30:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC have gone green crazy.

I laughed hard during the academy awards last year as they announced it was the first year of being "green" as the stage lights sucked down maga-volts of energy all night. But this green mania is now totally out of hand in Asheville North Carolina.

The filthy hippies here are now making organic candy bars that taste like turd balls swimming in your mouth, according to reliable sources here. No kidding they can be seen at crispy cat candy bar organic candy site

Now people are making organic clothing, wine, food, events, housing and people, i guess. All of it tastes and looks like turd balls.

I am not making this stuff up! I went with my lady friend down by the french broad river for a picnic the other day since it was 70 degrees out and sunny in Jan. and came across a crazy company that makes ORGANIC CLOTHING! What the hell does that mean. There site is called iplaybabyhead organic clothing
No one could make up stuff this crazy except the filthy hippies in asheville. Well sir , my lady friend Marta and I started laughing at the people in the warehouse trying to tell us about what organic clothing meant and I'm afraid we offended them especially all the beaners from across the border. We had to get out of there fast before they tried to blow LSD in our faces or something.

We headed to the conservative side of town and looked for some cloths and shoes at Houser.
They sell conservative and normal things to real people that eat meat and don't like whatever they put in organic and green food items. Check out their site for discount shoes and boots!
Well I have been pretty busy moving into a new condo a little further away from the filthy hippies but I still see the filthy clown sock girl things with rag hair hanging around a filthy hippy establishment gallery nearby. I will continue but I think I will call the police and get them out of the area. More on this next post!

2007-08-06T13:05:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville NC helping to raise oil prices

I love some things about the filthy hippies in Asheville--they keep my oil stock prices going up and up with their misunderstanding of oil economy, peak oil and world reserves. Filthy Hippies just latch on to anything that sounds natural, or organic and repeat the lies they want to believe. By repeating the ancient dire predictions of peak oil, they have forced the price of oil up and up (to the delight of Exxon and the like) and keep corporate america firmly in charge-- producing richer and poorer americans by eliminating the middle class. I like this very much!

Predictions of imminent catastrophic depletion are almost as old as the oil industry. An 1855 advertisement for Kier’s Rock Oil, a patent medicine whose key ingredient was petroleum bubbling up from salt wells near Pittsburgh, urged customers to buy soon before “this wonderful product is depleted from Nature’s laboratory.” The ad appeared four years before Pennsylvania’s first oil well was drilled. In 1919 David White of the U.S. Geological Survey (USGS) predicted that world oil production would peak in nine years. And in 1943 the Standard Oil geologist Wallace Pratt calculated that the world would ultimately produce 600 billion barrels of oil. (In fact, more than 1 trillion barrels of oil had been pumped by 2006.)

During the 1970s, the Club of Rome report The Limits to Growth projected that, assuming consumption remained flat, all known oil reserves would be entirely consumed in just 31 years. With exponential growth in consumption, it added, all the known oil reserves would be consumed in 20 years. These dour predictions gained credibility when the Arab oil crisis of 1973 quadrupled prices from $3 to $12 per barrel (from $16 to $48 in 2006 dollars) and when the Iranian oil crisis more than doubled oil prices from $14 per barrel in 1978 to $35 per barrel by 1981 (from $45 to $98 in 2006 dollars).

In response, the federal government imposed price controls on oil and gas in the 1970s and established fuel economy standards to encourage the sale of more efficient automobiles. The sense of doom did not dissolve. In 1979 Energy Secretary Schlesinger proclaimed, “The energy future is bleak and is likely to grow bleaker in the decade ahead.” The Global 2000 Report to President Carter, issued in 1980, predicted that the price of oil would rise by 50 percent, reaching $100 per barrel by 2000.

Most of today’s petro-doomsters base their forecasts on the work of the geologist M. King Hubbert, who correctly predicted in 1956 that U.S. domestic oil production in the lower 48 states would peak around 1970 and begin to decline. In 1969 Hubbert predicted that world oil production would peak around 2000.

Hubbert argued that oil production grows until half the recoverable resources in a field have been extracted, after which production falls off at the same rate at which it expanded. This theory suggests a bell-shaped curve rising from first discovery to peak and descending to depletion. Hubbert calculated that peak oil production follows peak oil discovery with a time lag. Globally, discoveries of new oil fields peaked in 1962. The time lag between peak global discoveries and peak production was estimated to be around 32 years, but peak oilers claim that the two oil crises of the 1970s reduced consumption and thereby delayed the peak until now. Hubbert’s modern disciples argue that humanity has now used up half of the world’s ultimately recoverable reserves of oil, which means we are at or over the peak.

The prophets of oily doom are opposed by preachers of energy abundance. Chief among the latter is the energy economist Michael Lynch, president of the Massachusetts-based Global Petroleum Service consultancy. “Colin Campbell has the worst forecasting record on oil supply,” says Lynch, “and that’s saying a lot.” He points out that in a 1989 article for the journal Noroil, Campbell claimed the peak of world oil production had already passed and incorrectly predicted that oil would soon cost $30 to $50 a barrel. As for Matthew Simmons, Lynch dismisses him with a sneer: “Petroleum engineers know a lot more about petroleum engineering than a Harvard MBA.”

One petroleum engineer— Michael Economides of the University of Houston—calls peak oil predictions “the figments of the imaginations of born-again pessimist geologists.” Like Lynch, Economides, who worked in Russia to boost that country’s oil production in the last decade, rejects Simmons’ analysis. Saudi Arabia, which currently produces about 10 million barrels of oil a day, “is underproducing every one of their wells,” he claims. “I can produce 20 million barrels of oil in Saudi Arabia.”

The Tank Is Still More Than Half Full

So who’s right? Fortunately, it looks like humanity is at least a generation away from peak oil production. Unfortunately, there could be another “oil crisis” any day now.

The world consumes about 87 million barrels of oil per day, or nearly 30 billion barrels of oil per year. How much oil is left? It’s hard to be sure. Proven oil reserves—i.e., oil that is recoverable under current economic and operating conditions—are estimated to be 1.1 trillion barrels by the industry journal World Oil, 1.2 trillion by the oil company BP, and 1.3 trillion by the Oil and Gas Journal. In March 2005 the private U.K.-based energy consultancy IHS Energy estimated that the world’s remaining recoverable reserves, excluding unconventional sources such as heavy oil or tar sands, are between 1.3 trillion and 2.4 trillion barrels.

But are proven reserves all that’s left? Several analyses put ultimate reserves at much higher levels. For example, the USGS undertook a comprehensive analysis of world oil reserves in 2000. It calculated that the total world endowment of recoverable oil is 3 trillion barrels. (Its figure is higher because it includes estimates for undiscovered resources and projected increases in already producing fields.) In addition, the total world endowment of natural gas is equivalent to 2.6 trillion barrels of oil, plus 330 billion barrels of natural gas liquids such as propane and butane. The USGS figures that the total world endowment of conventional oil resources is equivalent to about 5.9 trillion barrels of oil. Proven reserves of oil, gas, and natural gas liquids are equivalent to 2 trillion barrels of oil. The USGS calculates that humanity has already consumed about 1 trillion barrels of oil equivalent, which means 82 percent of the world’s endowment of oil and gas resources remains to be used.

In its 2005 Energy Outlook, ExxonMobil estimates “global conventional oil resources total 3.2 trillion barrels…with non-conventional ‘frontier’ resources such as heavy oil bringing that total to over 4 trillion barrels.” In November 2005, the International Energy Agency, an organization created in 1974 by 26 industrialized countries to assess global energy issues, released its annual World Energy Outlook report, which accepted the USGS numbers and concluded that “the world’s energy resources are adequate to meet projected growth in energy demand” until at least 2030. The report predicted that oil production would grow from the 2004 level of 82 million barrels a day to 115 million barrels a day and that any “peak” would occur after 2030. It suggested that world oil prices will decline to around $35 per barrel (in 2004 dollars) by 2010 and eventually rise to $39 per barrel by 2030. At the Montreal Climate Change Conference in December, Claude Mandil, head of the International Energy Agency, declared: “We don’t share the tenets of the peak oil theory. We feel that they underestimate technological developments. For many decades to come there is no geological problem.”

Probably the most respected private oil consultancy in the world is Cambridge Energy Research Associates (CERA) in Boston. On December 7, 2005, CERA senior consultant Robert W. Esser testified at a House Energy and Air Quality Subcommittee hearing on the peak oil theory. “CERA’s belief is that the world is not running out of oil imminently or in the near to medium term,” Esser said. “Indeed, CERA projects that world oil production capacity has the potential to rise from 87 million barrels per day [mbd] in 2005 to as much as 108 mbd by 2015.…We see no evidence to suggest a peak before 2020, nor do we see a transparent and technically sound analysis from another source that justifies belief in an imminent peak.” Instead of a sharp peak followed by a production decline, CERA’s analysts foresee an “undulating plateau” in which global oil production remains more or less steady. “It will be a number of decades into this century before we get to an inflection point that will herald the arrival of the undulating plateau,” said Esser.

Peak oilers discount these rosy scenarios, insisting the relevant fact is that new oil discoveries have been falling during the last couple of decades. But the petroleum optimists, such as the analysts at the USGS, say there is more to it than that. They point out that reserve growth and new discoveries have been outpacing oil consumption. (Reserve growth is the increase in production in already discovered and developed fields.) From 1995 and 2003 the world consumed 236 billion barrels of oil. It also saw reserve growth of 175 billion barrels, combined with 138 billion barrels from new discoveries, added a total of 313 billion barrels to the world’s proven oil reserves. In the U.S., oil field reserves typically turn out to be four to nine times as high as the original estimates. The increase in production is a result of improved recovery technologies, further discoveries in the field, and improved field management.

Consider the Kern River field in California, which was discovered in 1899. In 1942 it was estimated that only 54 million barrels remained to be produced there. During the next 44 years the field produced 736 million barrels and had another 970 million barrels remaining. For geological reasons, petroleum engineers cannot pump every drop of oil out of a reservoir. But by 2004 technological advances enabled them to recover 35 percent of a conventional reservoir’s oil, up from an average of 22 percent in 1980. If this recovery factor can be increased by another five percentage points, that would boost worldwide recoverable reserves by more than all of Saudi Arabia’s current proven reserves. Economides points out that in 1976 the U.S. was estimated to have 23 billion barrels of reserves remaining. In 2005 it still had 23 billion barrels of oil reserves, even though American oil fields produced almost 40 billion barrels of oil between 1976 and 2005.

Matthew Simmons claims to have found that the Saudis are greatly exaggerating the size of their reserves. If true, this is bad news, because the Saudis have more than 30 percent of the world’s reserves and have served as the world’s supplier of last resort for a couple of decades. Simmons argues that the Saudis and others are exaggerating what they have because the supply quotas set by the Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries (OPEC) were tied to the size of a country’s reserves—the bigger its reserves, the more oil it was permitted to sell. But the desire to boost quotas cannot account for the fact that non-OPEC reserves grew nearly three times faster than OPEC reserves between 1981 and 1996. And whatever incentive OPEC members had to lie about their reserves should have dissipated as the price of oil rose during the last couple of years. Economides notes that the Saudis are investing $100 billion in new production projects, which undercuts the notion that they know they are running out of oil.

At a November meeting of the Council on Foreign Relations, chief International Energy Agency economist Fatih Birol responded to the assertion that Saudi Arabia can’t raise its oil production by outlining a scenario in which he assumed that Saudi oil reserves were 35 percent lower than claimed. Birol noted that experts believe forcing water into reserves to maintain pressure would raise the cost of producing oil by 70 percent at most. In his analysis, Birol assumed it would raise the cost by 300 percent. Considering that it costs about $1.50 to produce a barrel of Saudi crude oil, that means the cost would rise to $6 per barrel. Even with these two assumptions, Birol argues the Saudis could easily produce 18 million barrels of oil per day by 2020, up from the current level of around 10 million.

So if the world has adequate oil supplies for the next generation, can we all go back to driving Hummers? Not so fast.

The Real Oil Crisis

Simmons has been wrong so far: Gasoline does not cost $10 a gallon. Oil prices hovered between $55 and $65 per barrel in late 2005 and early 2006, down from $70 in September 2005. The U.S. Energy Information Administration believes gasoline prices will remain below $3 per gallon in 2006.

What about the future? The International Energy Agency calculates that $3 trillion must be invested in oil production and refining facilities during the next 25 years to meet world demand in 2030. In principle that target could easily be met, since producing 1 trillion barrels at $30 per barrel yields $30 trillion in income over 25 years.

The problem is that the vast majority of the world’s remaining oil reserves are not possessed by private enterprises. Seventy-seven percent of known reserves belong to government-owned companies. That means oil will be produced with all the efficiency associated with central planning. Michael Economides estimates, for example, that it will take $4 billion in investment to keep Venezuela’s oil production at current levels. Yet that country’s Castro-wannabe president, Hugo Chavez, is investing just half that.

If ChevronTexaco, ExxonMobil, or other private companies actually owned the reserves, the world would be in a much more secure position with regard to oil production. Instead, we are subject to the whims of figures like Chavez, Russia’s Vladimir Putin, and Iran’s Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, and must worry about the doubtful stability of their personalities and regimes. (To be sure, even a private reserve under such a regime would face the constant threat of nationalization or other interference.) In the mid-1990s, the world had more than 10 million barrels per day of spare production capacity. That figure has fallen to between 1 and 2 million barrels, which means that any significant disruption in supplies can cause prices to soar.

Economides worries that the conventional wisdom that oil-producing countries do not want to cause a global economic recession is wrong. “The danger posed by the axis of energy militants—Venezuela, Iran, and, increasingly, Russia under President Vladimir Putin—is that they could not care less,” he says. “These militants hardly have functioning real economies whose workings would be adversely affected by a recession.” Economides’ views looked prophetic when oil prices jumped to a three-and-half-month high after Iran’s threat in January to retaliate against any United Nations sanctions imposed to curb its nuclear ambitions by cutting its oil exports.

Despite the recent jump in oil prices, the world’s economy has not slowed down. Why not? Goldman Sachs notes that oil is less important than it was a generation ago. At the height of the Iranian oil crisis in 1980–81, paying for gasoline took up 4.5 percent of U.S. GDP and 7.2 percent of U.S. consumer expenditures. In 2005, even though U.S. gas prices peaked at $3.07 per gallon after Hurricane Katrina, only 2.6 percent of GDP went to pay for gas and consumers spent only 3.7 percent of their incomes to fuel their cars and SUVs. Goldman Sachs believes gasoline prices would need to exceed $4 per gallon before consumers really started to cut back.

As the oil crisis of the 1970s demonstrated, while the demand for oil is inelastic in the short run, consumers do eventually adjust to higher prices. U.S. oil consumption declined by 13 percent between 1973 and 1983. According to Frederick Cedoz, vice president of the D.C.-based energy and political risk consulting group Global Water and Energy Strategy Team, “We get three times more GDP out of a barrel of oil than we did in the 1970s.”

The higher prices of the 1970s led eventually to an oil glut and prices below $10 a barrel by 1986. Should one or more of the “energy militants” choose to deploy the “oil weapon” again, they will cause considerable economic pain to the developed countries. But detonating the oil weapon would end up disarming the energy militants for a generation, after consumer cutbacks produce a new glut.

Oil War Hawks

Unfortunately, you don’t have to go to Iran, Russia, or Venezuela to find energy militants. We have some homegrown ones right here in America, and they think the world is already in the opening stages of a global energy war. Last July, the conservative Heritage Foundation in Washington, D.C., assembled some of the scariest American oil war hawks for a program called “The Coming Energy Wars: A 21st Century Time Bomb?”

All the participants apparently accept the idea that world oil supplies are about to decline, and they all share a zero-sum view of natural resources. According to the Heritage panelists, the chief villain in the coming energy wars is China. Referring to China as the “Thirsty Dragon,” Cedoz warned, “China wants to lock up supplies at the wellhead with long-term purchase contracts.” He darkly pointed to Chinese negotiations over oil supplies in Sudan, Ecuador, and Colombia. (Actually, if the Chinese sign up for long-term contracts, that would encourage producers to invest more in production. That would benefit all consumers, not just the Chinese.)

Refurbished cold warrior Frank Gaffney, president of the Center for Security Policy, opposed the $18.5 billion bid by the China National Offshore Oil Corporation for the California-based oil company Unocal last year. “It’s a very ill-advised transaction,” said Gaffney. “It’s not in our interests to turn over more of our finite resources to others. They should be taken off the market.” Our finite resources? Seventy percent of Unocal’s reserves and production are located in East Asia and the Caspian Sea region.

The Chinese company withdrew its bid after a number of congressmen promised to outlaw the sale. But Gaffney isn’t breathing easier. China’s oil grab, he announced, “is only part of a larger plan to deny us strategic minerals, strategic choke points, and strategic regions. Their purpose is to deny the U.S. a dominant role in the world and if necessary to defeat us.”

Ilan Berman, vice president for policy at the American Foreign Policy Council, regretted that “energy is not viewed through a national security prism. We should be competing to lock up supplies and diversifying and exploring new technologies.” Berman argued that as resources become scarcer there is no way to avoid a zero-sum game. “We have to approach this through the lens of the haves and have-nots,” he declared.

One dissenting voice at the Heritage Foundation session was Harvey Feldman, a former ambassador to Papua New Guinea and an East Asian specialist. “Berman is suggesting that we change from a paradigm of relying on the market,” said Feldman. “OK, we’re going to be in competition with the British, Japanese, French, Germans, Indians, and everybody else. Is this really in the interest of the United States?” Given that most of the experts in the oil business don’t think the world is about to run out of oil, this is one time to hope that President Bush is listening to his buddies in the oil industry.

Instead of preparing for an energy war, the best policy is to let markets have free rein. Even if, say, the Iranians make the political decision to disrupt the flow of oil to world markets, those markets left to themselves will eventually discipline them. The temporarily higher prices will encourage more exploration and technological advances, which will bring energy prices back down. On the day of his inauguration in 1981, President Ronald Reagan lifted oil price controls. Five years later oil prices fell below $10 a barrel.

One day, the oil age will end. As with all resources, there is ultimately a finite supply of oil. So it is not yet clear how the world will power itself for the bulk of the coming century. But we have at least another three decades to find alternatives to petroleum. “Trusting markets is the only way we can assure energy abundance in the future,” notes the University of Houston’s Economides. “It’s also the only way that we will ever transition to something other than oil and gas.”

2007-04-26T10:16:00.000-04:00

Asheville, NC filthy hippies now making organic "candy bars"

As if "green beer is not enough, now the filthy hippies in Asheville, North Carolina are making what they call vegen (whatever that means) organic candy bars!

Of course the company that makes this inedible crap is call Tree Huggin' Treats and their logo is a filthy hippy hugging a tree! Just more anti-war, environmentalist, commie, fagtard propaganda!
just look at this so called candy bar:

Of course I would not eat it because they put something in organic food that doesn't agree with me but my lady friend wanted to try one--big mistake! She said it looked and tasted like a turd
floating around her mouth!

Stay away from these "green" and "organic" things made by anti war, commie filthy hippies!

2007-03-03T13:27:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies Turning Green in Asheville, North Carolina

I finally figured out how to transfer my blog to the new blogger. Last night I was walking out on Lexington Queer Street and saw a "Green Beer Event" at the Bobo Gallery. Well sir, I like my beer--so I marched in there to try some good St. Pat beer. Turns out the beer was not green at all, but they were passing out organic grown beer or something like that. It smelled like the day old urine on the streets of Asheville by the homeless filthy hippies. And who was the main customers of this green stuff---you quessed it--filthy hippies. Figueres that they would spend their money on something that smells like urine and tastes like crap. What are they putting in that organic stuff that makes it so bad to swallow? I still get sick every time I eat organic food and can't fathom what they are putting in it to make me sick. Watch out for this green garbage they are trying to promote!

2006-12-04T10:54:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC Don't Believe in Christmas

Our country is taking a radical step towards communism and the ilk when filthy elected hippies won't take their oath on the Bible. This is another step towards the total destruction of our great society.

Meanwhile on Lexington Queer Street I overheard some filthy hippies saying they didn't celebrate Christmas but would celebrate some pagen soltise festival at the Yellow Door. (whatever that is) All these filthy hippies want to do is destroy everything that made this country great--of course then they would starve to death as no one would be around to feed them and they are incapable of working.

I went to visit my granddaughter in Atlanta for Thanksgiving and she had another one of those negro things around her like stink on crap. At least he was more respectful and didn't play any word "music" around me. We went to the Aquarium but like all negro things he was uncomfortable with water and seeing sharks made him more determined not to learn to swim. But he did talk about his momma and auntie with respect and said he went to church--so he is not all bad.

I have been depressed about the elections recently so my chicken fighting buddies came down from West Virginia to cheer me up, before heading over to Kentucky to the fights.
We had a great time playing poker and hiking. Here is a picture of my dog at Grandfather Mountain:

He is getting on in years like me

So keeping calling the police about the filthy hippies and the clown sock girl things that are smoking LSD on the streets of Asheville. And have a Merry CHRISTmas!

2006-09-19T10:11:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippies take over Asheville, NC Lexington Ave.

It was the worst sight that one could imagine. Just think about the smell of ten thousand filthy hippies in one three block area, with their clown socks, knotty hair, smoke drugs, and various degrees of clothing. Well sir, I just put a cloths pin on my nose and charged right in yelling for the filthy hippies to take a bath and get a job!
Most of them were too drugged up to pay much attention to me but a few started yelling back about sheeple, conservatives, anti-bush slogans, and shuting pie holes. It was a nightmare. To visually demonstate the general hedonism-- here is a picture I took before the cloths pin came off and I caught a lung full of foul smells and drug smoke.

Well sir I ran back to my Lincoln and heading south out of town as quickly as possible after getting a nose full of that filth. I finally started to relax again by the time I got near Brevard and looked at a map for something clean to participate in. I found Dupont Park nearby and went on a short hike to Hooker Falls, High Falls and this beautiful waterfalls known as Three Falls.

That helped clear my lungs out considerably and I was able to return to my condo a few hours later feeling great and clean again. Then I heard today that islamic sites are posting a game called "Quest for Bush" based on the Doom video movie game. I sure hope they have not figured out that these games are used to train our military and are using their new quest game to train their young people.

2006-08-31T09:31:00.000-04:00

Asheville NC Filthy Hippy Queer Fest set for September 10, 2006

Well sir, you know the deal on this one if you have been reading my blog. This is the Lexington filthy hippy queer festival with clown sock girl things, BO smell beyond anything you have ever imagined before, and pure filthy art and people. Here is a picture of what the cleaner ones look like, (my camera broke trying to shoot the filthier ones last year):

This is a disgrace to our beautify city and I will do everything in my power to get the police to crack down this year---like maybe arresting the young thing smoking crack in the picture above!

Anyway if you have a weak stomach, don't go anywhere near Lexington Ave. on Sept. 10th.
But if you want to rid our city of this garbage, meet me there for some yelling smelly times, while I confront this filth and attempt to have it removed. Maybe we can have the sanitation department bring their trucks and just haul them all to the dump where they belong!

2006-07-18T16:45:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, North Carolina kicked out of drum park

I’ve been on a world tour so I haven’t had time to post or be in Asheville much the past few weeks, but I got home Friday night and was immediately greeted by the smell of dirty hippies. After unpacking my bags I decided to go on a nice walk downtown and found to my horror, the biggest filthiest group of degenerate hippies right downtown in a public park playing their drum things and generally high from smoking crack and LSD and the ilk.

Well sir, I got on my trusty cell phone and called 911 and said that this was an emergency—Asheville is under siege! Before too long the cops came and kicked the clown sock girl things and knotty haired drum things out of town! Here is a copy of today’s paper.

Do your part. CALL THE POLICE ever time you see a filthy thing downtown panhandling, smoking drugs, playing an instrument, or otherwise creating a disturbance. Unfortunately the police told me that smelling bad was not a crime---yet! So you can’t have them kicked out for being a disgusting smelly knotty haired thing but if they are doing anything else—CALL THE POLICE. We need to get these things out of Asheville so we can continue Mumpower’s plan to gentrify the downtown!!! Only you can help prevent the spread of dirty filthy smelly drum and clown things!

2006-05-28T16:45:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville trying to start a pagan cult!

Well sir, after a good but restless sleep thinking about those filthy hippies camped out at Pack Square in Downtown Asheville, NC, I got up and went right down there and confronted their filth!
Here is what they set up:

I started yelling around their round table about their sick cult and why didn’t they pack up and leave town. They started yelling at me saying the good old lines of intolerance of “If you don’t like what we do—don’t join us” Here is another shot of the hippie bus:

Fools, I yelled why don’t you let your people go? The hippies started yelling at me that they loved everyone and anyone could leave if they wished—they gave all their possessions to the group because they wanted to. What a load of cornpud! No one in their right minds would give anything to a bunch of filthy hippie cultist unless they were brainwashed!
Here is a shot of the filthy hippie pigs with their mascot:

They try to put well dressed people up front to represent them and play stupid sappy music:

The sign on their bus shows that they and filthy hippie drug smokers and are trying to relate to the Electric Kool-aid Acid Test group of Merry Pranksters:

I told them they should just call themselves the Merry Wankers but no one paid me any mind. Finally I engaged one of their leaders—the leaders are all men—(if you talk to a women they just take you quickly to a man to talk to) I asked if I could join them if I didn’t believe in their dogma crap and he said (while standing under this sign) that if I didn’t believe what exactly they believed in, I could not join!

These 12 tribe people are filthy hippy drug smokers and we need to get them out of town now! Call your congressman,, Call the police, Confront them and get them out!

2006-05-27T17:36:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippie tribes invade Asheville, NC!

God help us now!

Some kind of filthy hippie tribes from 12 nations or something like that have invaded Asheville. Call the police!
Call City Council!
These knotty haired clown sock things have taken over Pack Square. This is what happens when you elect a filthy liberal colored women mayor to run things in our city. What do these 12 nation filthy things believe in except taking drugs and pretending to be throw backs to the "Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test"? They don't know, they can't even articulate a simple sentence as they are obviously high on smoking heroin.
I don't even think Carl Mumpower and save us now!

Well sir, I walked right up to their filthy hippie painted buses and started yelling for all I am worth. They told me to shut pie and just started laughing. I told them if they would take a shower and get all the paint off them and their buses people would take them more seriously--IF they stopped drinking crack juice! I ran back to my condo to call the police but they can't do anything until they break the law!
So, I yelled at them injecting marijuana is not a law! They said they would need witnesses and such so get downtown and get pictures of these filthy outlaw hippies smoking some drugs-take them to the police!!! We have got to get this bunch of filth out of town if businesses and corporations are going to take us seriously and gentrify the downtown!

2006-05-19T12:27:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippies taking over Asheville NC

Well, I been a little under the weather and been in the hospital the past few weeks. It was horrible! Knotty haired girl things were constantly hovering over me and probing my body like aliens from outer space. What a nightmare. Only thing I could not figure out is why they kept on trying to make me well. I called them everything in the book and told them to get real jobs and quit smoking drugs.

Finally they let me escape and I am feeling much better now. The knotty haired things in the hospital kept trying to trick me into eating organic foods but I let them know that the stuff they put in organic foods don’t agree with me.

Once back on the streets I had some horrible experiences that almost sent me back to the hospital. First there was a Mexican street revolt that got me yelling at the beaners big time. I told them to go back to Mexico and love it or leave it! I was glad to see they shot a smuggler dead today trying to sneak back into Mexico with a carload of beaners. He almost made it but they blasted him away only about 100 yards from the border. That should send a message. And thank God my president is sending down the National Guard---it’s about time to start shooting at anything that moves on the border! Here’s some filthy aliens that need to be deported from Asheville!

Later I tried to go to a film festival—but as you can see from the pictures it was just an excuse for filthy hippies in Asheville, NC to have a stink festival.

I yelled at them and took off for my condo! I need to find a place to vacation in the summer ---probably spend a lot of time up in the mountains where the fresh air and mountain folks don’t tolerate the stink holes.

No I didn’t die and I will continue to report the great gentrification of Asheville! We just got to start moving these filthy things toward California faster!

2006-03-23T08:55:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC taking over the sports bars!

We I got up yesterday felling frisky and decided to go up and hike around grandfather mountain. It has been a little cooler in Asheville, NC recently and I was able to get this rustic picture in the higher altitudes.

I had a great hike around the trails and came back to Asheville feeling that all was right with the world—until I went to my favorite sports bar, where I have been watching my Mountain Men from WVU kick some basketball butt, and was greeted to this disgusting sight:

Well sir, when the knotty haired guitar thing stopped singing (if that’s what you call it) I asked if it was a male or female. It said it didn’t believe in sexual labels (whatever that means) and thought I should be less patronizing or something. I asked it for it’s name and it responded Ash Devine, I said yes for you to leave Asheville would be just fine! At that point it said something about shutting a pie hole and just starting doing the knotty hair guitar thing again.

Asheville is back in trouble when these filthy hippy knotty haired things can take over our sports bars! A lot of the blame goes to the filthy hippy blog sites like this one:

filthy hippie loving site

Go there and tell them what you think!

2006-03-11T19:18:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies return to Asheville NC due to early Spring!

Watch out!!! The filthy hippies have returned to Asheville after a very peaceful winter here with very little filth on the streets. All that changed today.

First I headed out to Lexington Queer Street to get my fellow blogger friend ptg a picture of a clown sock girl thing so that he would know what one was. Sure enough in the first two minutes walking down the street a clown sock girl thing (I think a girl) walked out of a filthy queer Lexington "clothing store" Ptg, here is a clown sock girl thing:

Usually they have stripped socks with multi-colored socks and brightly colored hair. They look like scarry clowns but always they are very ugly--like this thing.

On the way back I decided to try an interview the filthy hippies and see what they wanted here in my mountain home. I came across this horrible sight:

They were just there with a homeless sign SINGING! Just Singing, not trying to get a job, not trying to take a shower or anything or thinking about washing their filthy clothes. Well sir, I marched right over to their bench and started yelling about the virtues of rightful living and thinking and calling them filthy hippie commie scum, but they just kept right on singing and ignored me like I was not even there!

I turned and to my horror saw this:

I tried to interview this clown dress siver girl thing--but she started kicking and screaming at me calling me a dirty old fart and worse! The words that came out of her silver throat are not repeatable and will cause me many sleepless nights worrying about that poor filthy silver things soul.

Well sir, I ran back to the Christian festival as fast as I could! (not that fast but fast enough to leave the homo queers behind!
It was great. God loving people supporting God loving values and businesses that support good family values. You can see how the festival was slandered by blogasheville at

filthy hippie christian bashing site

blogasheville is a bunch of filthy hippies!
Now that the filthy hippies are back I will have to be more current with the blog again---but they are waging a losing battle as Asheville goes Conservative and Gentrifies all around their queer stores and hangouts!

2006-02-16T10:32:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC losing the gentrafication battle!

Its been awhile since I have posted the Goes and Blows of Asheville NC. There is SO much GOOD NEWS!!!

Sky Gallery on Lexington Queer Street--Closed down by the stink of filthy hippies!
Gypsy Moon Lesbian Bar---Closed down by the stink of filthy hippie clown sock things!
Ingles--Added a Starbucks coffee station!!!! yea!!
Scully's--New Sports bar taking over the space vacated by the dykes at Gypsy Moon--yea!! How about my mountain men basketball team!!!

So here are the updated places to go or avoid in Asheville
Gentrification here we come--despite the new liberal commie city government!

GOES:
PLACES TO GO IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Ingles on Merriman--added a STARBUCKS COFFEE STATION!
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
New Oriental Art Store on Broadway
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Lifeway Christian Store-by Walmart in a strip mall, also has a military gaming center next door!
Latin Festival Downtown-great swing dancing bands and good food!
Main Street Hendersonville shops.
Maggie Valley Country Club
Mount Mitchell Golf Club--beautiful mountain views--NO FILTHY HIPPIES ANYTIME!
Great Places to Eat
Greek Festival--September
Magnolia's --Better seafood and FRESH oysters than Lobster Trap!
Lobster Trap-excellent for the mountains but need to learn from Chef Carl of Magnolias
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Cafe Bouchon--the cork on Lexington Queer Street so watch out for street bums, but worth the risk for great Frog food!
Sister Mc Mullen-on Pack Place in a little basement—great deserts, coffee, sandwiches and custom cakes!
Loretta's Cafe—near Kress Emporium near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!
Mennonite Church chicken fry and bake sale--first saturday in Oct and May--don't miss it--East Asheville.
Sinbad Restaurant-Hendersonville
Support more Parking Facilities for our tourists in Asheville!! A GO FOR SUPPORT!

PLACES THAT BLOW IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Sky Gallery--CLOSED!!! Couldn't survive on the non economy of filthy stinking hippies!
Red Square Art Gallery—Commie Art!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
Chicken Rd and Carolina Street—filthy hippy crazy line paintings and traitor talk on the walls!
Stella's Blue's Filthy Hippy Music Club
All ORGANIC FOOD events!
ALL OF WEST ASHEVILLE—crazy foreigners!
Pritchard Park—especially on Friday Night-knotty haired drum things!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Earthfare Grocery—Bad Organic Food!
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
Max and Rosies—CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Vincent Ear—NOW CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Gypsy Moon filthy lesbian sofa bar---closed by the stink of filthy dyke hippies!
Beanstreet—NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES—soon to be a Suzi’s raw fish establishment of some kind and might move to the conservative list!! Actually found out this is to be a Sushi restaurant--whatever that is!
ACRC--chicken street--NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FITHY HIPPIES
Mela Restaurant Lexington Street—Bad food, bread and no chutney--Could become a GO with a little work.
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Mad Jack web sites
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

Remember only you can prevent the spread of filthy hippy commie queer establishments!
Support your local Starbucks and Christian Stores!

2006-02-01T08:18:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville think they have the right to offend Conservatives

Filthy Hippies never understand that Conservative have rights. We have the right not to see their stupid concepts sprayed all over buildings or their shirts, and the right not to smell them in restaurants and on the streets. Well sir, I went right over to the group above and told them to quit beating their stick things and get out of my park! Of course they just made obscene gestures and told me to do things my body can't tolerate, so I just went back to my condo and watched the FOX network.

Here is a great article out today:
By LAURIE KELLMAN

WASHINGTON - Cindy Sheehan finally got her invitation to see President Bush again, but before she set eyes on him at the State of the Union address, Capitol Police removed her from the gallery overlooking the House chamber.

The offense: her shirt, bearing an anti-war message and other "unlawful conduct," police said.

########### ############# ############## ##########

That's what I'm talking about, yes sir, and arrest the people that don't respect your house!

On another plus side, I went to the new Froggy Restaurant, Cafe Bouchon on Lexington Queer Street. The owner, Michel, is a great patriot and conservative. He is helping organize the businessmen downtown to create a culinary paradise (free from filthy hippies) in Asheville. He just got back from France, after the sad occasion of his mother's death, and is ready to promote a new conservative Lexington Street. Well sir, I support him 1000% --time to change Lexington for good and get rid of the smelly filthy hippies!
And the food and wine selection in his establishment are great. I had fish, cooked to perfection, with a great salad and pate appetizer. The red wine was a dry variety from a small village in Southern France. You have got to go there and try this place out!

And time to change this country now that we have a real Supreme Court again. How about my President last night! Strong and focused---ready to kick some filthy hippy butts!

2006-01-27T11:28:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies of Asheville, NC to be my new TV project

This is great! A public access channel is coming to Asheville in April and really kicking off in May! I went to a meeting, which was filled mainly with filthy hippies and got all the information. Some people will be doing religious shows, others cooking shows. I doubt if any of the filthy hippies will have the energy or money to really do anything.

I decided to produce a weekly show called "Filthy Hippies of Asheville" It will show their clothes, lifestyles, stupid beliefs and drum circle things. I will be able to expose organic foods for what they are, show the crazy festivals and Lexington Queer Street events. Now I will be able to show Asheville for what it is so that people will understand I am not making all this up!

I can't wait. If anyone wants to submit ideas, footage or music please let me know! I just ordered a Cannon XL-2, Final Cut Pro and a new faster Mac computer so I can start editing and making the show when everything arrives next week. Of course I will have to get my grandson to show me how it all works.

What a great day for Asheville--and now people can better understand what a great government we have that permits such public free speech! Long live the Bush family!

2006-01-21T12:46:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville NC should learn from Puerto Rico and Canada

Just got a nice comment from a Kanuker viewer to let me know the Conservative Party is going to take over there in Kanuker land soon---thank God! They have been racially liberal commie for too long.

And I still can't get my head out of Puerto Rico---I met some delightful seniors there and beautiful women at the chicken fights and beach. I also climbed the 2nd highest mountain. Here is a picture my PR girlfriend took of me while I was leaving some DNA:

On the way down it started to rain and I slipped and fell on my duff--I was covered in mud from head to toe, but my new girl said it helped me look more native.

When we weren't at the chicken fights or climbing mountains we were drinking rum or pinacoladas at the beach. Here is a bar sign in Bocaron (big mouth):

I couldn't resist--its the same as my dog's name. Anyway it was hard flying back to the filthy hippie haven of Asheville. Hopefully they will learn from Canada and PR, that you don't have to be smelly, homeless and drugged to be happy.

2006-01-16T10:11:00.000-05:00

No filthy hippies in Puerto Rico

Well sir it was hard coming back to the filthy hippy town of Asheville, NC after such a wonderful stay in Puerto Rico. How about my buckeyes! How about my mountain men! I was able to find TV but no internet cafe. Most of the time, my home base was in San German:

This is a beatiful colonial town in Southwest PR about 15 minutes to the best beaches and 15 minutes to the highest mountains. I had a great time with friends and made great new friends easily as the Puerto Ricians hate filthy hippies as much as I do. They are very conservative and religious and I felt immediately at home!

Best of all they have great chicken fighting facilities. I met my chicken fighting men at the pit, they were able to ups their chickens in small boxes to PR with no trouble and we won 4 out of 5 fights. The fourth fight we couldn't get any action on as we had won the first four, which turned out great as we got lots of action on the last fight and won the tourney and about $50,000! Here is one near San German that is open every Fri, Sat and Sun.

Coming home was especially hard hearing the sad news about the chicken fighting men busted and chickens so rudely killed by the feds in Del Rio! They put the fighting cocks to SLEEP instead of allowing them the dignity of a fighting death! These crazy laws are the hold over nonsense of those crazy liberals administrations in DC that are all touchy feely commie queer misguided liberal thinking. Imagine--putting more chickens to a sleepy death by using an obscure part of the Rico Act to justify it!

Well sir, I intend to write our conservative president and let him know how I feel and how the chickens must feel! I hope you do the same!

2005-12-18T11:38:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC are lazy and afraid.

That was an interesting game--the Waka, Haiku game, and proved that if any filthy hippy in Asheville, NC can write, they were too afraid to do it--or wrote hiding behind the mask of ANON. How sad.

Anyway I am busy packing for my trip to Puerto Rico.
We will be in the Southwestern part most of the time fighting chickens and looking for monkey's to trap. The grand daughter of my monkey trapping buddy is getting married to another GIRL! but I suppose I will show up and give her present of some kind and tell her to change her ways before ending up in Hell!

I will try to post from the island. I understand there is a new cyber cafe in San Germain so hopefully I will be able to get over there every few days to keep you updated on the exploits of West Virginians chicken fighters, monkey trappers and this old Ohio farmer as we attempt sing Spanish paranda songs while drunk on good rum.

Somehow I need to find a direct TV to watch the football bowls.

2005-12-10T23:20:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC don't do Haiku, so lets do some Waka!

I have been thinking about the Haiku form of verse recently due to Rebecca Marie's escapades in her blog and came upon this horrible sight downtown at the Vance memorial today:

Their signs said they were concerned about human rights around the world but when I approached them and asked questions they were obviously ignorant about any world events or real human rights conditions, but they WERE very conscious of the people around them noticing their histrionic performance. They loved the people that honked their horns at them!

As this evolved around me, I thought:

Misguided young girls
Protesting world conditions
Comprehending nil

So I was reminded of that time in Japan when I invented the 5-7-5-7-7 parlor game where the first person writes the 5-7-5 syllable part, then the second person writes the second part, the 7-7 syllable end. You can read about it here at:

Japanese Haiku History

Ok, so I didn't really invent it, maybe Howdy Jerk did, or maybe Howdy Gore, or Al Gore. But anyway let's see if anyone in Asheville can write Waka (Haiku) Probably not, as they are too busy doing drugs. So here are the rules. Rebecca Marie will write the first 5-7-5 part, then someone finish it. The next person will write the next 5-7-5 part starting with the last word of the previous waka(haiku) as in Rebecca Maria's invention (or 15th century reincarnation) on her blog:

Rebecca Marie

Rebecca Marie, get us going on this----(please) ......

2005-12-05T13:49:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies Feminists in Asheville, NC taking over good country venues.

Saturday night, after dinner at the great Magnolia's Restaurant my new friend Alice and I decided to go hear some live music. Alice suggested we try the Grey Eagle on Clingman St. so after a few missed turns we finally found the establishment. What we saw there was beyond belief. At the door we should have been suspicious when a long haired foreign hippy asked us for $5.00
but, I thought at the time, at least this filthy hippy has a job!

What we saw inside, however, was beyond the filthiest of all hippy shows I have ever seen. First we caught the end of a hippy clown sock girl thing (i think) yelling about the South has a Mouth! She had a mouth alright, a filthy one. Then a colored girl got up and started whining about Parks and King and all the colored hippies. The final straw was when some singer named Blackley started talking and singing about bad men and Hanging Dog (one of my favorite places near Bryson City) --I don't think she likes country good ole boys--anyway this certainly was not the group of people I could talk to about chicken fighting or monkey trapping so we made our way out of there quickly....The only good thing was there was hardly anyone there so at least Asheville doesn't support feminist hippies--that's one thing to be very thankful for! Hopefully Grey Eagle will stick to good old fashioned country music in the future after this financial fiasco.

So the bowl selections are out:
"The three other BCS bowl bids were also handed out on Sunday. In the Orange Bowl, Florida State will take on Penn State; Notre Dame will play Ohio State in the Fiesta Bowl; while Georgia will face West Virginia in the Sugar Bowl." -Sportsinteraction

How about my Buckeyes!!!!!!!!!!!
How about my Noles!!!!!!!!
How about my Mountain Men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BUT we need a college playoff system!!!! The Ducks got cooked in this bowl scheme and it needs to CHANGE! Those kids that have played their hearts out to a great season are getting screwed by the system. It's time to start demanding a change so that fairness can prevail.

So I've been enjoying the beautiful summer weather yesterday and today it is cold and gray again. The South has a Mouth indeed!

2005-11-30T09:49:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville, NC were right about Peak Oil!

Sorry I wasn't able to post recently but:
I woke up yesterday to a nightmare. There was no gas! no oil! NO PETROLEUM PRODUCTS of any kind.
Electricity couldn't be produced and all the computers where dead throughout the world. We are DOOMED, DOOMED.

All because of the Hubbert prediction--which by the way didn't come true in the seventies so they quickly changed it to 2005, much the way the pagans who worship Nostradamus, change the date for the end of the world every ten years or so.

Here's was the latest Peak Oil garbage.
November 28, 2005
Why is this Thanksgiving different from all other Thanksgivings? It’s the peak of world oil production. We should have given thanks for the automobile, airplane, diesel trains and ships, two-lane blacktop, warm houses, plastics, fibers, and a huge range of petrochemicals. Your Thanksgiving dinner was produced with fertilizers, tractor fuel, pesticides, and transportation provided by oil and natural gas.--Kenneth Stover Deffeyes
Here's a picture of him giving a world shaking lecture:
umm looks a bit like a commie filthy hippy to me!

The only good thing about the current hoopla was that it demonstrated that the liberal press and the filthy hippy bloggers can be manipulated by the government to keep gas prices high (and my stock portfolio's performing fantastically!) Hopefully someone can get a new book out soon about how the Peak Oil crisis will annihilate us by summer of 2006--Hey that's not a bad idea! Maybe I could write a book every year about the disaster about to strike the following year---I could make money on the books AND my stocks!

2005-11-27T11:10:00.000-05:00

Asheville, NC feeds its filthy hippies too much food for them to want to leave

I stopped writing my novel "Filthy Hippies" long enough to volunteer at the rescue shelter to feed the homeless (I thought) My condo mates convinced me that I should take at least one day out of my life to help others.

I had to admit the idea of feeding homeless people for Thanksgiving did sound noble, especially since my stocks have grown larger on the work of crazy 9-5 minimum wage workers, that are always one check away from bankruptcy, as I understand it. But when I got there I realized why there are so many filthy hippies in Asheville. The place was wreathing with hippies like cockroaches swarming out of the woodwork in a colored project house. I found out that they not only feed them on Thanksgiving they feed them EVERY DAY!!!

Well sir, I fed them alright, and I gave them a good dose of "Get a job, you filthy hippy", and "Here's some potatoes you freeloading commie liberal!" Finally one of the organizers overheard me and recommended that I leave as he didn't think I had the right spirit. Well I turned on that commie like a smart bomb targeting a towel head. I started yelling about how they were all filthy hippies and going to hell and commie socialists pigs before I left. Some of the bums actually laughed at me and one of them threw a piece of food as I made a quick exit.

Asheville will never get rid of these disgusting creatures with free food given to them every day! We need to bulldoze that rescue mission and turn it into a Starbucks! If we didn't have a crazy hippie commie mayor-elect, I would write a letter to the city!

Anyway I got back to the condo with a lot more material for my novel and finished it! YES, Filthy Hippies is done, and after a quick edit, I will have it published! So let me know how many of you want a copy and I will send a free autographed copy to you hot off the press--and thanks for all your help!

2005-11-17T09:15:00.000-05:00

Filthy Hippies in Asheville North Carolina have invaded the River District like River Rats

Margie and I decided to go out to dinner Friday night and we were disgusted to see this again by the Vance Memorial:

Well we immediately started yelling at the blackened women things and yelling "Sowieee" "Sowieee" calling at them like the pigs they are. (After all they are standing by the pigs!) Margie is so much fun to be with and has a great sense of humor.

She convinced me to stop writing my novel, "Filthy Hippies," long enough to go out with her to the River District the next day for what was supposed to be a little shopping trip. Margie told me that there were great craft shops in the River District of Asheville that were having a biannual open house. We arrived after a few minutes of driving along the Swanannoa River, past the railroad round house and arrived at an area where old cotton mills and manufacturing plants had been turned into artist and craft studios and shops.

We arrived and found a huge crowd of people milling about. People of all ages and lifestyles. Wealthy conservative seniors, young people, filthy hippies, clown sock girl things, and knotty haired drum playing things. One of the first sights we encountered was:

Well sir, you have to be VERY careful in an area like this one. I found great porcelain pottery at wonderful prices that will look good in my condo. The items were made by a lovely older craftsmen couple that had been producing their wares for 30 years. I was also able to find some beautiful and inexpensive blown glass. But most of the rest of the "art" was crap. Filthy hippie garbage that would only look good in a landfill.

What followed next was a nightmare. Walking through a small hallway in one of the buildings, I entered a room to escape the crowd and found myself in a clown sock girl thing "dress" manufacturing studio. The "dresses" were nothing but ripped up material attached to what looked like ballerina costumes! I started yelling about clown socks filthy hippy girl things and one of the girls told me "pipe down before you have an heart attack you old fart" Unfortunately I could not escape as several more people had entered to find out what the commotion was about, blocking the exit. Then one of the clown sock girl things told me that this was nothing, I should see her when she performs her fire act, lighting herself on fire on stage!

I started yelling that they were all a bunch of filthy hippies and needed to get a real job, when fortunately Margie finally was able to grab my arm through the doorway and pull me back out into the hall. We made a hasty beeline for the car and found ourselves in yet another nightmarish location, it looks like this:

The gates of hell, I reckon!

Well I certainly don't plan on going back to the River District anytime soon, but maybe I can convince the city that a good bulldozing of 9/10 of the area would be beneficial rat extermination project!

2005-11-10T16:31:00.000-05:00

Asheville, North Carolina updated Blows (Filthy Hippies) and Goes (nice conservative places)

Well sir, I have been so busy writing my new novel "Filthy Hippies" that I have been too brain dead to post on the blog the last few days. I came up for air long enough to vote and then find out the distressing news that Asheville has filthy hippy liberal colored mayor-elect--but at least a conservative like Mumpower made it back on the council so I'm sure we will be treated with many secret meetings and strategy over the next few years. I went out to grab a quick dinner and was treated with this vision:

I thought this was going to be another rude encounter, but when I got up to one of the blackly clad women things, I found a lovely southern belle from Alabama named Margie, giving them "what for" ! Well I immediately struck up a conversation and before you could shake the dew off your lilly, we were on our way to a restaurant that she was particularly fond of.

The restaurant was named Magnolia's and is located on the corner of Market and Walnut Streets in Downtown Asheville, NC.
This place is definitely going on the GO list. Everything was perfect--the wait staff, the service, food and desert--all done to perfection. Not a filthy hippy in sight either. I was particularly impressed with their seafood. I ordered raw oysters and red fish, and Margie ordered crab-cakes. The food was incredible. I have never tasted an oyster so fresh outside of Appalachicola Bay! I asked the waiter were the oysters came from and he brought out the chef Carl. Sure enough, Carl is from Florida and brought the oysters in from Appalachicola! The Lobster Trap oysters and seafood can't hold a candle to Magnolia's --you have got to try their seafood! Margie called the next day to tell me that the oysters must have been really good, if you know what I mean! They even have REAL Keylime Pie! Here is a picture of their establishment:

So here is the updated GOES and BLOWS--note yet another filthy hippy dive has closed down---yea Gentrification here we come--despite the new liberal commie city government!

GOES:
PLACES TO GO IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
New Oriental Art Store on Broadway
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Lifeway Christian Store-by Walmart in a strip mall, also has a military gaming center next door!
Latin Festival Downtown-great swing dancing bands and good food!
Main Street Hendersonville shops.
Maggie Valley Country Club
Mount Mitchell Golf Club--beautiful mountain views--NO FILTHY HIPPIES ANYTIME!
Great Places to Eat
Greek Festival--September
Magnolia's --Better seafood and FRESH oysters than Lobster Trap!
Lobster Trap-excellent for the mountains but need to learn from Chef Carl of Magnolias
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Cafe Bouchon--the cork on Lexington Queer Street so watch out for street bums, but worth the risk for great Frog food!
Sister Mc Mullen-on Pack Place in a little basement—great deserts, coffee, sandwiches and custom cakes!
Loretta's Cafe—near Kress Emporium near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!
Mennonite Church chicken fry and bake sale--first saturday in Oct and May--don't miss it--East Asheville.
Sinbad Restaurant-Hendersonville
Support more Parking Facilities for our tourists in Asheville!! A GO FOR SUPPORT!

PLACES THAT BLOW IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Red Square Art Gallery—Commie Art!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
Chicken Rd and Carolina Street—filthy hippy crazy line paintings and traitor talk on the walls!
Stella's Blue's Filthy Hippy Music Club
All ORGANIC FOOD events!
ALL OF WEST ASHEVILLE—crazy foreigners!
Pritchard Park—especially on Friday Night-knotty haired drum things!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Earthfare Grocery—Bad Organic Food!
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
Max and Rosies—CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Vincent Ear—NOW CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Gypsy Moon filthy hippies Sofa Bar--NOW CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Beanstreet—NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES—soon to be a Suzi’s raw fish establishment of some kind and might move to the conservative list!! Actually found out this is to be a Sushi restaurant--whatever that is!
ACRC--chicken street--NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FITHY HIPPIES
Mela Restaurant Lexington Street—Bad food, bread and no chutney--Could become a GO with a little work.
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Mad Jack web sites
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

Remember only you can prevent the spread of filthy hippy commie queer degraded doctrines!

2005-11-04T16:00:00.000-05:00

Another beautiful day ruined in Asheville, North Carolina by disgusting filthy hippies!

The last two days I have been holed up in my condo writing my fingers off, trying to make 50,000 words by the end of the month as part of the National Novel Writing Month. My novel, "Filthy Hippies" is sure to be well received by the conservatives, if I live through this process. You might want to write a novel also, the website for the event is

Novel writing organization !

It was so beautiful out today, I had to take a walk downtown to clear my head of all the words in my brain and to get a bite to eat. The first thing I saw was a wonderful remarkable sight:

Rolls Asheville had put a Jag by the Museum to advertise! It is always a good indicator of gentrification when Rolls comes knocking on your door. I was so happy I was dancing around the streets but as I crossed to the other side I saw a reminder of how Asheville is letting filthy hippies destroy a great conservative dream:

A filthy hippy trying to take away the hard earned allowance of two innocent tourist conservative boys! Well sir, I walked right over there and yelled at the vagabond and told him to get a job! He turned to me and said, "Damn boy, if you weren't so old and ugly, I whup you likea dog!" I told him that he was obviously smoking too many drugs and turned away as he further insulted good American values by yelling that this was his "job" and he was happy with his life..whine, whine whine whine!

I just got away from the panhandling thing-- grabbed a quick sandwich, and went back to write some more on the novel...if nothing else, he might have given me some more material for the next chapter!

2005-11-01T19:57:00.000-05:00

Asheville, North Carolina Filthy Hippies don't know the paradise they live around.

Well I finally was able to drag myself away from the filthy hippy free mountains--(with the exception of NOC--Nantahala Outdoor Hippy Center! )

Saturday night, my new friends Jack and Darlene, took me over to the Harrah Casino on the Injin Reservation there. It was great! Not as good a casino as Vegas but good food, new live dealers(I understand) and good entertainment. I didn't see a single filthy hippy anywhere. Mostly just good conservative well dressed senior citizens that love their country and like to gamble for fun. Very nice atmosphere, didn't see any of the down and out gamblers that sometimes hang around Vegas and Reno streets-- just a lot of happy wealthy people having a great old time. Didn't see any drunken dirty redskins either--oh yea, they don't serve alcoholic beverages at the casino in Cherokee!

Then Sunday and Monday, it was up early for fishing and hiking around the Smokies--to be honest, I didn't do too much hiking, I just got out of the boat now and again for pictures ora to hike a short way up a trout stream. Instead of Deep Creek, they took me to Hazel Creek, and Noland Creek by boat, and yesterday to 20 mile creek by SUV. What beautiful country. I have a few pictures of this magnificent area:
Here is Noland Creek coming into Fontana Lake--(the lake is drained down for the winter)

And here is one of the fingers of Lake Fontana from the Smokey Mountains:

What a great place!

Now I am back in Asheville Hippy Town and trying to stay away from Broadway and Lexington Queer Streets but it is a beautiful day for a walk, and I'm going on one right now to check out the Museum.

2005-10-29T18:44:00.000-04:00

Filthy Hippie in Asheville, NC and blogger are trying to take over the world!

I see some whiny filthy hippies have duplicated my profile and are trying to make comments on my blog as if they are coming from me! That's pretty funny, I laughed a lot about my crazy comments they made up. Just showing their asses and the true nature of liberal commie filthy hippies, if they can't stand the truth, they make up history and try to discredit others!

Meanwhile, I am in Bryson City and went to the NOC to what I thought was a used fishing boat sale. Here is a picture of the boats these filthy hippies are selling:

I asked one of the filthy hippies there how anyone was supposed to fish from that boat and he said they were not for fishing. I asked where do you put the cooler for the beer--and he said kayakers don't drink beer on the water. "Yea, I said, I bet they are too busy smoking LSD" and he just rudely walked away from me.

Then I went back across the bridge to get my car and leave this sinful place when I saw a crowd had gathered to watch some hippy on a bicycle.

Well sir, I just got out of this filthy hippy kayaker fest as fast as I could drive out of the gorge! I certainly didn't ask any of these people where a good chicken fight might be located.

Getting back to my hotel, I found a great party going on by some retired folks in the hotel RV campground. They invited me over and I made some great new motor home friends. Jack and his wife Darlene are going to take me fly fishing tomorrow in a placed called Deep Creek. They didn't know anything about chicken fighting in the area but said they would take me over to Cherokee for a little Casino Gambling tonight!

What a great group of conservatives these motor home parks provide. Great to be away from the Asheville, NC filthy hippies and the NOC filthy kayaker hippies!

2005-10-28T02:38:00.000-04:00

Asheville, North Carolina is ridding itself of filthy hippies, or is it!

I returned to Asheville Monday night, but have been taking it easy trying to recuperate from a great weekend of football fun and chasing skirts in the Raleigh/Durham area! A lovely beaner gal tried to come home with me but I told her I was in love with Rebecca Marie and a few other Southern belles in Asheville!

For the last few days, I have been relaxing in the Condo, watching the world series at night--Way to Go Sox! Na na na na,-- na na na na,-- hey, hey hey, --GOODBYE! I loved it! Been getting up late and still unpacking a few remaining items from the move from Cardington, Ohio to my new Condo. It still seems new after two months, but I am beginning to feel like a true Asheville Conservative resident.

It was a beautiful afternoon for a walk so I went out on a stroll downtown and saw a few unnerving sights! First, as I passed by Prittchard Park, I notice this sight:

Suddenly a horrible reality emerged in my thoughts--the police in Asheville don't harass the filthy commie liberal hippies like they should--because the police ARE filthy hippies as well. Look what they drive! Have they bought into the filthy hippy PEAK OIL nonsense? Have they bought into the global warming, conservationist commie doctrines? It sure looks like it. I'm going down to city hall tomorrow and demanding that the police buy new SUV gas guzzling vehicles to compensate for this filthy hippy crapmobile!

Then as I walked on down towards Haywood St. , I came upon a store front, I haven't noticed before:

Well sir, I walked right into that place and sure enough encountered knotty haired colored things and clown sock girl things and filthy hippies in every corner and crevice. There were sections of Meditational Music, Inspirational Music, Drum Thing Music, and even sections that promoted Queer Music! I started yelling about classical music being the only thing worth listening to and they were a bunch of filthy hippies and going to Hell and was shown the way to the front door. It s just unbelievable how these filthy hippie liberal commie whinny mamby pambies can't take any criticism of their stupid life styles!

Oh well, tomorrow morning, I am off to Bryson City, NC and a place called NOC for a fishing boat sale. I bet the folks at this NOC, located in a rural mountain county, can tell me the best places for my buddies to fight their chickens. I will have updates this weekend if I can find a place with internet!

2005-10-24T09:34:00.000-04:00

Asheville North Carolina's Filthy Hippies could learn from the Research Triangle Area

I left for Raleigh last Thursday night and have been very impressed by all I see on this side of the state so I am still relaxing in my Marriott Residence Inn apartment room my buddy arranged for me here. I have not been in any hurry to leave as we have been having a great time visiting and noticing that there are no filthy hippies in this part of the world.

The young people on this side of the state work mostly in the techological fields and are serious clean cut conservatives that love our government and are pursuing the American dream. All of them seem to drive SUV's for hours and hours, each auto with only one person, without any regard to the price of gas or silly illogical environmental non-issues. God, I love these youngsters--they are truly the future of our country!

Saturday we all took our individual SUV's and my Lincoln down to Durham and the spectacular Duke campus. Florida State beat up on the Blue Devils pretty bad (55-24) but Duke showed some signs of life every now and again and made the game exciting:

My buddy brought his grandson and his friend and they showed us how to participate in some team spirit:
These boys are the fine examples of clean cut young professionals that live and work in the Research Triangle Area. They both drive big gas guzzling SUV's , a Blazer and a Yukon, and tell me that they are on the road to work and back at least 3 hours each day, sometimes four! I congratulated them on their understanding of the Peak Oil nonsense and encouraged them to move further out so their commutes would be longer!

Watch Bobby Bowden at the game I was impressed how he was always on the opposite side of the field than you would expect him to be. Always behind the action--I thought this was an interesting strategy and might have some analogies to everyday life situations:

Well it's back to Asheville this afternoon, hopefully I won't have to view any filthy hippies on my arrival!

2005-10-20T18:06:00.000-04:00

Updated Asheville, North Carolina, What's a GO and What Blows--Filthy Hippies Places to Avoid!

OK here are the updated places to go and the places that blow in Asheville. Since starting this blog six weeks ago--FOUR FILTHY HIPPY DRUG JOINTS HAVE BEEN CLOSED and Counting! We are continuing to close 2 or 3 filthy hippy establishments a month, and our gentrification goal for downtown Asheville is on target to be completed by about 2007. Help support the renovation of Asheville by ONLY SUPPORTING THE GO's. Remember DON'T GO TO THE BLOWS!!!

GO Places and things look like this:

PLACES TO GO IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
New Oriental Art Store on Broadway
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Lifeway Christian Store-by Walmart in a strip mall, also has a military gaming center next door!
Latin Festival Downtown-great swing dancing bands and good food!
Main Street Hendersonville shops.
Maggie Valley Country Club
Mount Mitchell Golf Club--beautiful mountain views--NO FILTHY HIPPIES ANYTIME!
Great Places to Eat
Greek Festival--September
Lobster Trap
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Cafe Bouchon--the cork on Lexington Queer Street so watch out for street bums, but worth the risk for great Frog food!
Sister Mc Mullen-on Pack Place in a little basement—great deserts, coffee, sandwiches and custom cakes!
Loretta's Cafe—near Kress Emporium near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!
Mennonite Church chicken fry and bake sale--first saturday in Oct and May--don't miss it--East Asheville.
Sinbad Restaurant-Hendersonville
Support more Parking Facilities for our tourists in Asheville!! A GO FOR SUPPORT!

BLOW Places and things look like this:

PLACES THAT BLOW IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Red Square Art Gallery—Commie Art!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
Chicken Rd and Carolina Street—filthy hippy crazy line paintings and traitor talk on the walls!
Stella's Blue's Filthy Hippy Music Club
All ORGANIC FOOD events!
ALL OF WEST ASHEVILLE—crazy foreigners!
Pritchard Park—especially on Friday Night-knotty haired drum things!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Earthfare Grocery—Bad Organic Food!
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
Max and Rosies—CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Vincent Ear—NOW CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Beanstreet—NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES—soon to be a Suzi’s raw fish establishment of some kind and might move to the conservative list!!
ACRC--chicken street--NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FITHY HIPPIES
Mela Restaurant Lexington Street—Bad food, bread and no chutney--Could become a GO with a little work.
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Mad Jack web sites
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

Remember only you can prevent the spread of filthy hippy commie queer degraded doctrines!

2005-10-19T02:33:00.000-04:00

Asheville North Carolina filthy hippies are not in Swain County! Test your Intelligence below!

I was awakened early today by my buddy Mike, a retired Airforce intelligence officer, wanting to show me the Swain County Country Club, near Bryson City, for a little golfing and sightseeing. We got an early start, after having a quick breakfast at MacDonald’s and arrived at the Country Club about 8am.

We played 18 holes of the craziest golfing I have ever done—the course is cut out of the mountains with holes in the hollers one minute, then straight up the mountain the next! No filthy hippy would ever play this course because you HAVE to have a golf cart to survive—what hippie could afford that, let alone the fees to play!

So after golf we took off for Bryson City. There is a great tourist train there, wonderful trout streams and good places to eat! I am going to go back in two weeks to do some fishing at Deep Creek and Hazel Creek !
Hazel Creek is across Lake Fontana and you need to go there by boat or walk about 25miles through the Smoky Mountains. I found a local boy at the bait shop on route 19 to take me to Hazel Creek in his boat for a day of fishing for only $500. I think these locals have not seen many tourists yet! What a steal! I will take my camera next time to show you what a hippie free paradise looks like!

Upon returning to Asheville, we went over to Café Bouchon for a nice French dinner. They have their sign up now and it looks great! Another gentrification project taking over the Lexington Queer Street. So here is the intelligence test:

1. Would you rather see on Lexington Queer Street:
a. Restaurants like this:
b. Filthy hippy “gallery” shops like this:

If you picked b: you get 0 points and are a stupid filthy hippy! If you picked a. give yourself 300 points for being right minded.

2. What would make the greatest impact on tourism and natural mountain development for downtown Asheville:
a. Shops like this:
b. Coffee Houses like this:
c. Both a & b
d. Sights like this:

If you picked d: you get 0 points and are a stupid filthy hippie! For a or b: give yourself 100 points, for c: you get 300 points.

Key: 0 points: Filthy hippy queer commie knotty haired drum thing!
100 points: Still a filthy hippy but trying to be a better person, maybe you even take a shower bath once a week!
300 points: Beginning to get a clue—you have a job and are beginning to think Republican!!
400 points: Ready to join the conservative majority but don’t know how.
600 points: A true conservative leader, ready to vote for Dr. Dunn and change Asheville for the conservative condo owners and tourists

Hope this post has been informative. Can’t wait to start my campaign for a Nascar track downtown!

2005-10-17T01:37:00.000-04:00

Flying over Asheville, NC you can't smell the filthy hippies or the knotty haired drum things!

Got back from the beaner capital of Mexico City after flying all night and day with missed connections, lost luggage and other problems through Orlando, Atlanta and finally Asheville! Yesterday (and today) were beautiful clear day where you cou ld see forever. Asheville looks like paradise from the air and its great not to be able to see the clown sock girl things or filthy hippies below.

I passed out in front of the TV last night watching my Noles lose after playing horribly to Virginia. Oh well, I have tickets for next weeks game and might drive over to see them win over Duke in Durham.

Today one of my golf buddies came over to take me to a new golf club and some trout fishing. We loaded up the car and I attempted to find a worthy young person to pay to be my caddie--but all I could see as we drove downtown were dirty hippies way too drugged out to keep a score card and suggest clubs--so off to the Blue Ridge Parkway we went!

The Mount Mitchell Golf Club is GREAT! NO FILTY HIPPES, No colored drum things or any colored things for that matter! NO CLOWN SOCK GIRLS. Just normal conservative people in an absolutely beautiful location with mountain all around and a crystal clear mountain river running through. Everyone knows there place and is very respectful--true conservative heaven! Here are some pictures from there web site:

Then we went near the Black Mountain Campground area to do a little trout fishing. We got lucky a caught a few big specks which I quickly gutted and am baking right now for a nice trout dinner. Here is a picture of my buddy holding one of the trout:

On the way back the moon came up over the mountains. It was a sight to behold--made me wonder how a group of filthy hippy queers and knotty haired drum things or clown socks ever thought that they fit into this picture of natural perfection created by God. They obviously don't do enough traveling into the mountains or they would become conservative, God fearing Christians like the people who live in the mountains! Here is a shot I took of the moon rise on the Blue Ridge Parkway tonight about 7PM:

Hopefully all those freaks of nature that live in Asheville will see this and realize they are out of synch with nature and God!

2005-10-14T20:23:00.000-04:00

Asheville North Carolina can be gentrified with great new sporting events bringing in money instead of filthy hippies and drugs!

What a day! I am convinced now more than ever that all Asheville North Carolina needs is a bit of beaner logic.

It’s so obvious-- Lexington Arts and Queer Festivals and weird filthy hippy clothing stores and galleries bring in filthy hippies with no money. Sports events and Broadway musicals bring in nice conservative people with money!

I am going to start a campaign to bulldoze down Lexington and Broadway Streets and put in a Nascar racing track. And many people in Asheville have already started to re-think a design for the civic center to make it a performing arts and sports center. Beaner land has convinced me that this will help bring in the fast food chains and other stores tourists and conservative condo owners can recognize!

We started the day with some real chicken fighting –the beaners brought in some good stock like these two:

We were not too worried as our flurry eyed grays are always up to the task!
This one of the two was chicken soup a few minutes after I took this picture:

We made a good tidy profit and took off with Patricia to see more of the sights like this one:

before returning to Mexico City for my flight out tonight. So Patricia and I are having a farewell diner as my chicken buddies are planning to get drunk and beat up any queers or knotty haired things they see in the beaner capital. They told me they would come to Asheville any time I needed them—but I passed on that as I don’t think any of my condo apartment mates would stand for them more than a few days and I would be in hot water again after the knotty haired incident!

It will be hard to say goodbye to Patricia, but she said she will come and visit soon. Here is a picture I took of her the other day in San Miguel Allende.

Well, I will be back in Asheville , NC for the weekend—I sure hope there are no filthy hippy queer or clown sock or poison organic food festivals this weekend!

2005-10-13T19:14:00.000-04:00

Asheville North Carolina could benefit from Mexican tourist location ideas--
Replace filthy hippies with folkloric events and fishing competitions!

It’s great to be in a country that has no filthy hippies! Today Patricia showed us around Patzcuaro, a great Indian village with tourist ideas that could work in Asheville!

Patricia took us to an island where we saw butterfly fishermen performing for our boat:

Then she took us to a place with flying Indians:

and folk dancing young women:

Then off to a place called Tzimtzumtzan where Patricia said they have the only round pyramids (if that makes any sense)

Anyway, we caught up with the chicken men to do a fight tomorrow morning and meanwhile Patricia and I are in my hotel with INTERNET ACCESS and I got a great shot of her:

So I was thinking that Asheville could host a fishing tournament on the French Broad and maybe a folkloric festival. I think something like that already is done in Maggie Valley and maybe we could convince the city to replace the Lexington Arts and Queer Festival with a folkloric event that would attract tourists with money instead of filthy hippies with drugs.

A fishing competition, Nascar track and enhanced civic center for sports and Broadway theatre with great shows like “Our Town” should also help chase the filthy hippies away.
More tomorrow after the chicken fights!

2005-10-12T19:46:00.000-04:00

Asheville North Carolina’s Filthy Hippies could learn much from the hard working beaners

Sorry I have not posted for a few days but I could not find an Internet café until today in Mexico. There is one right near the plaza downtown in San Miguel Allende!

I met my chicken buddies with no troubles at the airport in Mexico City and we jumped into the motor home they bought in Hendersonville and off we went to San Miguel Allende. They only had a little trouble with the trailer full of chickens and after paying a little “mordita” bribe they got from the Texas border with no troubles.

Once in San Miguel Allende we met up with the beaner chicken men and looked over their stock. It was a little laughable as their chickens looked underfed and sickly:

Sure enough our flurry eyed grays did a number on them killing them each time in mid-air! What a great sight! The beaners got so upset they bet us double or nothing after we won five straight fights and I’ll be a suck egg dog if they didn’t win the sixth fight from us. We got a little suspicious as we handed over $100,000 US and demanded another fight. By the end of the evening we won all our money back and made a tidy profit!

We decided to celebrate the next day by going to a bullfight:

There were some great bloody fights and I met a lovely senor-eater there:

We have been together every day since and have a grand time dancing and dining and visiting bars and clubs throughout San Miguel Allende.

San Miguel is a beautiful national monument city that was the center of the Revolution from Spain. There are beautiful churches and they were having a big fiesta to celebrate their patron Saint:

Patricia and I have been having a great time celebrating and thinking of all the ways Asheville could benefit from San Miguel Allende’s experiences of hosting tourists and conservative wealthy foreigners. Beaners have no problem importing some American fast food chains. Obviously, in Asheville, the downtown needs to be revitalized and the filthy hippies and queers removed. But the civic center needs to be expanded for theatre and sports and maybe a nascar track could be built around Lexington and Broadway Streets. (a bullring and chicken pit would be better, but I know how touchy feely Americans have become) Upon my return, I will be hard at work promoting a sports arena and nascar track downtown! These are the things that will bring in the nice Starbucks, McDonalds and other chains that Asheville tourists can recognize.

Anyway we are off to Patzcuaro tomorrow for more chicken fighting and bullfights I hope! Patricia is coming with us as translator and guide so I should have more great experiences to report tomorrow if I can find another internet café!

2005-10-06T13:50:00.000-04:00

Gentrification in Asheville, NC--It's coming quick

I was walking around downtown Asheville North Carolina yesterday and noticed this sight:

It seems to demonstrate visually, the new taking over from the old--and the old filthy hippies wasting space!
Then i turned around 180 degrees and saw a beautiful new parking garage being constructed to help our tourists and condo owners have better access to the new and improved Asheville.

This is great! I then went down to see if the old filthy hippy Beanstreet store had been converted to a nice conservative fish store yet, but it was still closed, however a few doors down a beautiful new Asian Art store has opened. Prices on some art is $10,000 to $20,000 so you won't be seeing any filthy hippies in there! Then I went on down to check out the new Cafe Bouchon on Lexington Queer St.

Sure enough it is already opened and the frog owner Michel was there! I got some great appetizers and Michel told me that Friday night they would really be ready with full menu. That sounds perfect. I might go there before doing the gallery walk downtown to the conservative galleries tomorrow night. The gentrification is happening faster than I could have dreamed! They are even talking about renovating the Civic Center so we can see great broadway theatre like Oklahoma or Our Town!

I got to get everything ready so that I can check out Cafe Bouchon, do the gallery walk then get to the airport for a flight to Mexico tomorrow. Then when I get back Tuesday, Mad Jack wants me to post on his website about how disgusting filthy hippies are and why they are detrimental to any city!

2005-10-04T02:33:00.000-04:00

No Asheville, NC Conservative Church Recommendations --New Frog Restaurant in Asheville--Filthy Hippies Support the Government by spreading Peak Oil Crap.

I guess I should not be surprised that none of the filthy hippies in Asheville, North Carolina can comment on a Conservative Church in the area. I thought that at least the crazy bible quoter would have a recommendation. I'll check out a few churches and see what I can find out in a few weeks

Today I met a Frogger that told me that he was opening a new Frog Restaurant on Lexington Queer Street! Obviously he was no filthy hippy, he owns the Grape Escape and has now bought the old Cafe Soleui and is re-naming it Cafe Bouchon(cork). Fearing the worst, I immediately asked him if he was queer, but he assured me he was just a businessman following his dream of providing Asheville with a real Frog Cafe.

I am ecstatic about this news. Imagine, another conservative business moving into Lexington Street displacing the filthy hippy shops with great food for tourists and downtown condo owners--that will be filthy hippy queer free as they can't possibly afford it! Gentrification of downtown-HERE WE COME!

My chicken fighting friend, Hasand, called today and said he had spent the night in jail in Morgantown after beating up a queer Virginia Tech fan in the stadium bathroom at Morgantown. He told me all the chicken men are meeting in Mexico City and San Miguel Allende, this weekend and asked me to join them. I can't wait! A few days in the beaner capitol will do my heart and soul good! No filthy hippies in Mexico City!

It will also give us a chance to laugh about how the filthy hippies and liberal commie press have been duped into supporting the government by posting and spreading the the Peak Oil arguments. I just got some good stuff at:

Understanding Abiotic Oil Concepts

and

Oil will never run out- you filthy hippy fools!

I love it when the liberals do our work for us and raise the cost of oil and gas for my futures portfolio--Blog on Downtown Dictator and filthy hippy liberal press! Keep promoting the non-logic of fossil fuels and dinosaur bones.

I'm going to start packing for Mexico tonight--nothing better than a bullfight, cockfight and the lovely senor-eaters!

2005-10-03T02:10:00.000-04:00

Mennonites, In Asheville, NC, have great Chicken fry and Pie Sales

Yesterday, after WV lost to Tech's sexual perverts, I got a call from Gina, who asked if I wanted to go eat lunch. We decided to try the Mennonite Chicken and Pie Sale and what a great choice that was! The chicken, beans and slaw, might have been the best lunch I've had in Asheville, NC yet. Then I went for pie--It's incredible, I tried Pumpkin, Apple, Blueberry and Apple. They were all excellent and I ended up buying a whole pie of each. There were some nice clean teenagers outside under a tent playing classical music--it couldn't get much better than this! They have a sale the first saturday of May and October--if you are in Asheville, NC then,--Don't miss it!! They are located in East Asheville, off Governors View.

I hurried back to the Condo to check out the rest of the afternoon's games--yea Ducks!, yea, Noles, yea Alabama!!! Too bad about my mountain men. I haven't heard from Hasand so he might be in jail.

Speaking of jail some blogger sent me a link about the Rainbow people in Asheville:
REAL HELP AND A TRUE MODEL OF EFFICIENCY by Mark Proulx

Real Help BS

A quick check shows this group is the filthy hippy knotty haired drum things that hang out at Pritchard Park in Asheville on Friday nights. The Forest Service is doing everything in their power to make their gatherings illegal and each year since 1972 have arrested hundreds of them for drug and other filthy violations. They also note that for a group professing to want to promote love and peace, they have shown nothing but hate and violence towards the Federal Government.

These are obviously filthy hippy degenerates and now they are in Louisiana collecting food and money-- I have to wonder if they are stealing these resources for their own filthy hippies gatherings. You can't trust filthy hippies--they obviously have duped a young naive Mark Proulx into thinking they are trying to do good for the poor folks in Louisiana!

So today was a nice quite day at home. Just watching football and enjoying Mennonite Pie! Soon, I will go look for a nice church to attend--does anyone know of a nice conservative church in the area? I heard there was one Baptist Church that promoted Bush, but the filthy hippies made the Minister resign!

2005-10-01T00:55:00.000-04:00

Scary Drum Thing in Asheville, NC

I took a relaxing day off, just unpacking some more of my things and hanging new pictures from the Lifeway Christian Store on the walls.

I drove downtown to pick up some dinner before heading to the blog meeting at some bar on Merrimon St, but as I was driving past Pritchard Park on College, I snapped a quick picture of the knotty haired filthy hippy drum things,( in case any of my readers think I am making this up) Here it is:

Looking at the picture over dinner I suddenly realized a colored thing looked like he was about to attack my Lincoln. All kinds of bad thoughts started going through my head--what if he followed me, what if he has been reading my blog and stalking me?
I got myself so upset, I couldn't go out to the blog meeting--and I was really looking forward to arguing with some of the filthy hippies that write the garbage on Asheville blogs! As I was eating dinner, Cynthia from the lower floor, came over to tell me excitedly that she heard some place on Carolina lane that catered to filthy hippies got closed down! ACRC or something like that and, she said, they had to paint over all the treason messages that i photographed the other day! What a great evening--another closing of filthy hippy stink! --opening the door for a nice Starbucks or conservative venture!

After that news, I'm having a great time watching Rutgers beat the tar out of the Pittboys. I'm really looking forward to the Mountain Men playing Virginia Tech tomorrow at noon. Hasand, one of my chicken buddies from West Virginia is going to Morgantown for the game. It's being shown on ESPN and he called asking what kind of sign he could make with
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to get on television. I thought awhile and told him to make
Export
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(referring to Virginia Tech's sexually perverted quarterback, Vick) He thought that would do it, either he could get on TV or into a big fight, both of which he just loves to do. So be sure to check out the game tomorrow at noon--there should be some great sideline action with Hasand at the game!

2005-09-30T01:08:00.000-04:00

Asheville, North Carolina, What is a Go and What Blows

Ok here is my updated list for all you visitors to Asheville North Carolina that don't want to confront the stink and degradation of filthy hippies in Asheville. I call it the places to go and the places that blow in Asheville. Since starting this blog one month ago--THREE FILTHY HIPPY DRUG JOINTS HAVE BEEN CLOSED! If we can continue with 2 or 3 filthy hippy closing a month, our gentrification goal for downtown Asheville will be complete by about 2007. Help support the renovation of Asheville by ONLY SUPPORTING THE GO's. Remember DON'T GO TO THE BLOWS!!!

PLACES TO GO IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Lifeway Christian Store-by Walmart in a strip mall, also has a military gaming center next door!
Latin Festival Downtown-great swing dancing bands and good food!
Main Street Hendersonville shops.
Maggie Valley Country Club
Great Places to Eat
Greek Festival--September
Lobster Trap
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Sister Mc Mullen-on Pack Place in a little basement—great deserts, coffee, sandwiches and custom cakes!
Loretta's Cafe—near Kress Emporium near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!
Sinbad Restaurant-Hendersonville

PLACES THAT BLOW IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Red Square Art Gallery—Commie Art!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
Chicken Rd and Carolina Street—filthy hippy crazy line paintings and traitor talk on the walls!
All ORGANIC FOOD events!
ALL OF WEST ASHEVILLE—crazy foreigners!
Pritchard Park—especially on Friday Night-knotty haired drum things!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Earthfare Grocery—Bad Organic Food!
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
Max and Rosies—CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Vincent Ear—NOW CLOSED BY STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES
Beanstreet—NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES—soon to be a Suzi’s raw fish establishment of some kind and might move to the conservative list!!
Mela Restaurant Lexington Street—Bad food, bread and no chutney--Could become a GO with a little work.
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Mad Jack web sites
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

Remember only you can prevent the spread of filthy hippy commie queer degraded doctrines!

2005-09-29T01:08:00.000-04:00

My Granddaughter ran me ragged in Asheville NC today!

I get up today happy with the thought that the Knotty Haired Colored Thing ,was leaving—but a little sad that Natski was going as well. At breakfast, Natski suddenly announced that she needed a new car because her four year old Cadillac was broken.

I said, “I bought you that fine car just two years ago, we’ll get it fixed.” After a bit of hemming and hawing she finally confessed that she had somehow totaled it—or a friend had. Then she said “See, gramps I TOLD you I needed a Hummer!” “Please Gramps, it’s my birthday—etc-etc” So we said goodbye to the Knotty Thing, who had some little concert to get to back in Atlanta (he said)—The Knotty Thing came up and HUGGED me before I could deliver a death move on him and said he would be coming back soon with Natski and called me a honky-tonk fool or something--thank God that thing is gone-- and I spent the rest of the day trying to find and test driving Hummer H-3’s.

We found a nice red one here in Asheville and I thought this was all going to be relatively easy until Natski informed me that she needed a yellow one! We found a white one that wouldn’t due but finally drove to South Carolina and found a yellow one that fit the bill. I negotiated a reasonable price (I guess) and after a few more hours of paperwork, insurance, warranty extensions, tax and title work, I finally got Natski off to Atlanta in her new car!

Going back to my Condo I see a crazy colored man directing traffic or something and took a picture. Here is what he looked like:

As I was heading to the Condo something caught my eye and I parked to check it out. It was a little bakery called Sisters Mc Mullen in a little basement. I got a great sandwich , coffee and pastries and headed back home. However when I got to my Condo I found that I have a lot of damage control to do. Seems like everyone was to scarred to leave their apartments when the Knotty Thing arrived and they had been living behind deadbolts for a few days!

After profusely apologizing, I went back to my condo to eat my dinner. It was GREAT! Sister Mc Mullen is going on my conservative go to list this week. Try it out, they are located in Pack Square, just past the Asheville Museum of Art.

2005-09-28T02:37:00.000-04:00

Knotty Haired Colored Thing living in my Asheville, NC Condo!

Last night my granddaughter (who tells me she hates to be around me) suddenly appeared at my condo with a colored knotty haired thing. She used to be such a nice little girl, sweet and respectful, and now she dyed her natural blonde hair black (and green and red) and spends her free time with filthy hippies and colored people.

This led to quite a bit of yelling after she got off the phone with my monkey trapping friend’s granddaughter wishing her a happy birthday and telling Natski,-- my granddaughter-- to be sure to come to her queer wedding in Puerto Rico, where they had spent many summers together.

Finally I give in and just tell her I will be in the guest room watching football and told the boy not to steal anything. I showed him my 9mm and asked him not to make me use it! He kept politely telling me he had no interest in my things and would just sleep on the couch if that was alright. Well sir, it’s not alright but to keep the peace on my granddaughter’s birthday I brought out a blanket and pillow and told him to sleep on the floor!

This morning I unlocked the door and made my way out to find them already up and eating breakfast. Natski, said she wanted to go shopping and the Knotty thing said he had seen my golf clubs and wondered if I would be interested in a game of golf. I looked at him in amazement and asked, “Do you know HOW to play golf?” He laughed and said he played a time or two and had his clubs in the back of his Escalade.

Ok, so maybe he is not a filthy hippy after all, so I asked him what he did for work and he answered something completely unintelligible about music, singing, rapping mumbo jumbo. “Oh, I should have known, you are a filthy drugged out musician with a little band.” Natski yelled at me that he is not filthy, doesn’t do drugs and his band is quite well known.

“Sure,” I say,” you moved off to, what for you, is a huge city of Atlanta and now everyone you meet tells you they are a star—don’t be so naïve.” Then she pulls out what had to be the most disgusting CD ever made and put it in my player. It was horrible! Most of it NO ONE would be able to understand—then words like “ white girl shaken like she’s burning from a sunburn” and “nigga this and nigga that” I told her to take that filth out of my player before it caught fire and went to Hell. I told the knotty thing he better go looking for a real job soon because that garbage wasn’t going to pay any bills. They both thought that was real funny.

Anyway I told the Knotty Thing that we might be able to play at the public course but I didn’t know if they let people like him in. “Where do you usually play?” he asked. I told him the Grove Park, and he insisted we go there. I tried to tell him that we are in the deep south and coloreds are not allowed, but he insisted---and the three of us got in his Escalade (after calling for a tee time), for what had to be the worst ride of my life with word recordings over music blaring out and giving me a massive headache.

We got to the Grove Park, and while he was in the bathroom, I paid for his round and told them he was my caddy and just wanted to hit the ball around as he admired Tiger Woods. I thereby avoid a potentially embarrassing scene for the boy. (and embarrassing scene for me if any of my friends saw me out there with a colored!)

Natski, asked me for one of my credit cards so she could get a few birthday presents. She took off to do whatever it is young ladies do in a resort and the Knotty Thing and I went out to play the first hole. Good lord, that boy could drive! He beat me royally as he could putt as well. Every once in awhile someone would come up and ask for is autograph, but I didn’t think he was that good!

Natski handed me hundreds of dollars of receipts and insisted we go to Lexington Queer Street so she could look at the shops and she wanted to see Chicken Road, that I had told her about. The Knotty Thing, who had been getting a little cranky because I kept calling him boy all afternoon(because I can’t remember his name), suddenly perked up at the sight of the filthy hippy grafitti on Chicken Road and Carolina.

He said something about people playing tag with the walls—made no sense to me. I did notice that there seemed to be less crazy line paintings and more messages. Some seem to be pointing to the upcoming conflict with the filthy hippies and the conservative people that just want a nice peaceful life in a comfortable setting, The gentrification process has started and is inevitable but they just don’t understand that the filthy hippy shops days are numbered. Other messages were just filthy hippie commie treason!

Anyway after Natski had shopped around some, we headed back to the Condo where I am again locked in the guest room with my 9mm handy and ready to get some shuteye. They are leaving back for Atlanta tomorrow as Natski needs to start back to classes at Georgia State—yeah no more Knotty Thing! But it was good to see my granddaughter again, I hope she grows up soon and quits associating with filthy bums and knotty haired things!

Here are the pictures of filthy messages on Chicken Road and Carolina Street:

2005-09-27T02:38:00.000-04:00

Come to Asheville, North Carolina, Home of the Filthy Hippies!

I was talking to my friend,

Rebecca Marie!

about college mascots and started thinking what if cities had mascots-- would Asheville become the Asheville Filthy Hippies! God, what would the mascot look like,--and how would you ever create the stink that goes with it?

Even stranger was what happened to me today! Ever notice how when you talk about a thing, it suddenly becomes part of your life again? I related to a blogger friend in Oregon about a trip my late wife and I made to the Northwest a few years ago to visit my grandson Charley, who had just started at the Art Institute of Seattle.

We had gone to the Seattle Bowl, -- a painful memory for Oregon folks, --then rent a car and went down to Portland. There we met the granddaughter of my old military buddy of mine, a monkey trapper in Puerto Rico.

His granddaughter had become a Homophobic Doctor and we had a nice visit with her and her female housemate. Well today she called me at the condo completely out of the blue! “Comboo” (her nickname), I said, “How are you and how goes the homophobic business?”

She laughs and replies, “You’re the homophobic” I am confused and say “I don’t know anything about these crazy natural medicine things you talk about” “NO,” she stated, I’m homeopathic, you’re homophobic!” Totally misunderstanding her and thinking it was a male/female ending like many Spanish or French words, I say, “Oh so males are homophobic and females are homeopathic.”

Totally in hysterics now she says, “It’s true that most males are homophobic, especially in your generation….homophobic means-- Fear of the Queer--, homeopathic is a little more difficult to explain.” Totally embarrassed now, partially because I have shown my stupidity to my friend’s granddaughter, but mostly because my friend ,

Rebecca Marie!

must think I am a total idiot, I just mumble something about “yeah, I knew that—was just joking –and I certainly do not FEAR the queer,—so how is your life?”

Comboo replies, “Well that is partly the reason I’m calling, I wanted you to know I’m getting married to my housemate!” “Oh, you have a new housemate,” I say, “who is he?”
“No”, she explains, “It’s Anna, the same roommate you met when you were here!” OK so now I kind of lost it and started yelling about God brought AIDS to cure this problem and she would go straight to HELL, but she just laughed the whole time and said, “You and papaw are such hoots!, --So can you make it to San Cabo, (Puerto Rico) in December, Mr. No FEAR-of-Queer?”

Well I just told her that I MIGHT be in Puerto Rico then to visit her father and grandfather to see how the monkey trapping business was going , and that coincidently my West Virginia buddies are fighting chickens there in December and I MIGHT be able to come by. “Great,” she says, “bring us a nice present(Translation: bring a title to a BMW)—but the other reason I called is to wish Natski (my granddaughter’s nickname) a happy birthday!” “Comboo, my granddaughter is in Atlanta at Georgia State, “ I reply. “and as you know she hates my generation and NEVER visits me.”

Just then I hear the condo intercom buzz me and I tell Comboo to wait a minute. I go to the intercom and hear, “Hi Gramps this is Natski, I’m downstairs, buzz me in.” I buzz her in and tell Comboo that believe it or not my granddaughter IS here.

Opening the door, I am shocked to find my granddaughter and a knotty haired colored thing. “Hey gramps, this is my friend whyjajuan what’s crackinshackin?” (or something like that)

So now I have locked myself in the guest room(where I fortunately bought a new TV recently) and have just watched an incredible 2nd half of the TN/LSU game where my Volunteers have made an impossible comeback to beat the LSU mambio pambios and change the course of college ball for at least the next few weeks. But I am too stressed to relate anything else about my granddaughter and her knotty haired colored friend, after all these other events today.

Hopefully tomorrow I will be in better shape to relate the horrifying details of this knotty haired colored thing IN MY CONDO!

2005-09-25T12:26:00.000-04:00

The Mela Indian Restaurant and the Greek Festival Revisited!

I got up this morning and was immediately hungry for some more Greek food and coffee and went back out to Martin Luther King Rd and the colored park to get some more. It was great no filthy hippies again anywhere and great music, dancing, food and drink. Then I rush back to the Condo to catch some football.

How about my Buckeyes? How about my Mountain Men from WVA? Some disappointments, like U of Fla winning without trying--I always like to see the Gators lose after all my kids when to FSU! FSU was idle. So before the Trojan/Duck game I decided to call Gina, Paul and Paula to go out to dinner.

There is a new Indian Restaurant on Lexington hippy queer Street that sounds like a good gentrification addition to the downtown so I have been wanting to check it out. Sure enough all my friends were game and off we went. What a crowd!
We sat at the bar for awhile drinking and eating appetizers. The samosas were great and after some really sloppy service (they only have one screen for ordering, so the poor bartenders have to walk across the restaurant to make orders instead of tending bar), we were lead to a table. The wait staff is great and very apologetic for the stupid way the restaurant is run, giving us free drinks and appetizers.

The food arrived in fairly short order but was a great disappointment--except for mine! I ordered the Tandoori Lamb and it was outstanding--but no chutney in sight! Gina had the Chicken Pakoras which was acceptable but no chutney! Paul and Paula had basically inedible dishes the Gosht Saag Wala, usually a great lamb and spinach dish, but at Mela was a bad spinach soup with a little lamb and NO CHUTNEY! And Kozi Milagu Chettnad a chicken with yogurt sauce that was too spicy and no yogurt or CHUTNEY in sight. The bread served with dinner was fantastic but the nann was almost inedible--soggy, salty and stale!

But all and all a pleasant evening with friends. I fear that if Mela doesn't learn how to serve and present Indian foods this gentrification experiment may die, but judging from the crowd last night, maybe no one knows the difference in Asheville!

Here are a few more pictures from the Greek Festival. I don't understand why no one is promoting it in the newspapers or blogs, but probably the yuppies are afraid to go to the colored park. Of course the filthy hippies won't report on it because it is drug free, queer free, and you need to have some money to enjoy it! It is still going on today---GO, you will love the food and drink! AND the filthy hippie free environment!

Here is the strange statue I mentioned yesterday. If he is telling colored people to come to the park, it didn't work, no filthy hippies or colored in sight!

Here is the coffeehouse, a fine (but married, I'm sure) Greek women making fresh Loukoumades and great beauties dancing!

Rebecca Marie--Sorry about the Ducks!!! I lost on that one too!

2005-09-23T23:18:00.000-04:00

Greek Festival and Gentrification Opportunities in Asheville, NC!

I spent a lazy morning cleaning the condo and watching the hurricane on Fox News. I decided to walk downtown and see if I could find a place called Max and Rosie's, I keep seeing on the blogs. Sure enough, it was where I suspected, on Lexington Filthy Hippy Queer Festival Street. And sure enough, it's closed! It is a sad state of affairs when the filthy hippies on Lexington street are so lazy and degenerate they don't have enough money to support a vegetarian restaurant and juice bar.

Hey filthy hippies, here is a clue: If you are going to try to create a filthy hippy area of Asheville, you have got to get at the very least a part time job to support the stop owners that are promoting your stupid lifestyle. Economics 101! Get a job, get an education! Here is a picture of a failed filthy hippy vegetarian restaurant:

I was hoping it would be a little closer to Pack Square so I could put in a Starbuck's --the kind of restaurant we desperately need in downtown Asheville. But their location on Lower Lexington is too close to the commies and filthy hippy queers for me! Max and Rosie probably used that organic vegetable stuff and made everyone sick. I have tried to warn people--Don't EAT ORGANIC--the stuff they put in that could KILL you! So here is another gentrification opportunity to put in a nice restaurant, gift shop, or something for the wealthy residents and tourists in Asheville!

Anyway I returned to the apartment and was surprised to find I had a message from Gina, the southern bell I accidently took to a filthy hippy knotty haired drum festival instead of a Bluegrass ho'down. She was ready to forgive me the humiliation of that experience, if I took her to the Greek Festival. After considerable research, I finally found out where the Greek Festival was located, picked up Gina and took off for Martin Luther Road and Park.

It turned out to be a nice little festival with great food and dancing and not one filthy hippy in sight! Gina and I had a time enjoying the music, dancing, food and especially the coffee and deserts. It is going on tomorrow and Sunday, so I will have to go back over for lunch tomorrow. Only downside is it is in a colored park with STATUES of colored people! Very strange. Here is a picture of Greek Festival in Asheville: I s

So I dropped Gina off, and we made a date for the weekend and I am settling in for a night of football.

2005-09-22T23:14:00.000-04:00

Maggie Valley Country Club is Top Notch! News from my Condo in Asheville, NC

This mourning Paul, my golfing buddy called to try to convince me to go to a new golf course in Maggie Valley about 40 minutes from Asheville. I still had a wine hangover from yesterday. After drinking about 10 cups of coffee, I was ready to go! AND I had forgotten about the horrible experience that could have got me raped and mugged by a knotty haired filthy hippy!

So off we go at about 9am with Mike, the retired Airforce Intelligence officer and a friend of his Ken a retired printer from Florida. Maggie Valley Country Club is beautiful with great bending greens and no filthy hippies anywhere in sight! Throughout the day we had great conservative conversation about the President and how well the country is doing now that we don't have a sex crazed drug smoking "saxophone playing" fool in office.

I got home, after great conversation and golf, and start scanning the internet and am horrified to find that my conservative friend

Rebecca Marie!

is being attacked by filthy hippies on her blog! It is just so typical that the filthy hippies try to censor everything they don't believe in so that their world will be populated by people just like them.

The outrageous thing is that they try to pretend that they are protecting our civil liberties and constitution by banning the Lord' prayer in school, by removing the ten commandments from courthouses, by censoring the internet, by making discussion impossible by refusing to discuss anything unless it is from a knotty haired thing, and by trying to make smoking drugs and abortion at any time of pregnancy legal!

But right now I am throwing all the vegetables I bought at Earthfare yesterday into the garbage disposal because my condo neighbor Cynthia told me that ALL the vegetables at Earthfare are organic. What a waste, why don't they tell the pubic that they sell filthy hippy produce that are full of LSD and Crack smoke from the organic drugged out filthy hippy "farmers." I'm going to look for a good farmer's market that sells produce like I used to grow in Ohio--full of good fertilizers and DDT that kill all the filthy hippy diseases!

2005-09-21T21:00:00.000-04:00

The commies have invaded Asheville NC!

I had a great dinner with the girls last night. They took me out to a place called Lobster Trap right in downtown Asheville and it was great. The best dinner and service I have had yet since moving to Asheville! It is definitely going on my GO Conservative list.

As we got to talking about the filthy hippies and places to avoid, Martha told me that I should go to Earthfare and I would probably like it. So first thing this morning I found Westgate (a little to close to West Asheville for my comfort) and sure enough there was a very nice grocery store there with a great selection of fresh food and wine and items. Some of the things I couldn't figure out, but most of the items were recognizable. Some things were marked organic and I stayed far away from them so I wouldn't get sick again. I still can't figure out what they put in that organic stuff to make it taste so bad and make people sick. I got a nice selection of vegetables and some nice wines and didn't see a filthy hippy in the place! Here is a picture of Earthfare: i

Trying to get back to my Condo I was turned around and took the wrong exit ramp. I turned the wrong way and suddenly found myself on Lexington Queer Road, I went past and turned and I was on a street I've never seen before. Rankin or something like that, what I saw next, still has me shaking, A COMMIE ART GALLERY. Right near the center of the city--in plain view of any Homeland Security officer that might walk by. I knew no one would believe it, so I stopped and took a picture, and looked in the windows. A man walked out and when I asked about the place he said there were 8 or 10 commie artists represented inside! Commie Art Gallery in downtown Asheville NC:

When I asked my condo friends what this place was they assured me they had never heard of it and couldn't find anything about it on the internet! Some kind of secret gallery society I reckon--probably friends of the Lexington queer galleries and that Courtyard traitor Gallery.

Trying to find my way out of there I turned on another street and in a little while saw the filthy hippy Mellow Mushroom place dead ahead, I turned quickly to the left on another road to avoid the stink, and found myself in the most scarey part of Asheville, I have been to yet. Crazy lined paintings were all around me. NO ONE would believe this. I had to stop to get a picture and just as I was going back to the car a knotty haired thing suddenly emerged from nowhere. I jumped into the car and squealed my tires and made another quick left turn. I suddenly found myself in a narrow road of some kind with crazy line paintings everywhere. I didn't see the knotty haired thing so I stopped to take a few quick pictures and hauled out of there as fast as my Lincoln Continental could go! My condo friends said, when they saw the pictures, that I had ventured into
the deepest, darkest drug lands of Asheville and it was a wonder I wasn't robbed, tortured and raped for drug money. Paul, my golfing buddy said they call the narrow road, Chicken road and the other Carolina St. and no one every goes in there unless they want to buy drugs or get raped. Here is the pictures of Chicken Rd and Carolina Street.

So between the encounter with the Commies and the almost mugging by the knotty hair thing, this has been a frightening day. I'm going to put away the vegetables, drink a bottle of wine and go to bed!

2005-09-20T21:03:00.000-04:00

Places to go and avoid in Asheville, NC!

I started the day just cleaning the condo and the guest room as my grandson Charley flew out last night. I decided to call the lovely Floridian senior citizen I met at the Latin Fest and made a date with Martha and her friend for dinner tonight. She said she is going to show me the best restaurant in downtown Asheville, North Carolina. Sounds like a yummy evening to me.

So here is the updated list of where to go and what to avoid in Asheville, NC--more to be added each week as I discover great places to and filthy hippy places to avoid!

GOOD CONSERVATIVE LOCATIONS IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Lifeway Christian Store-by Walmart in a strip mall, also has a military gaming center next door!
Latin Festival Downtown-great swing dancing bands and good food!
Main Street Hendersonville shops.
Great Places to Eat
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Loretta's Cafe—near Kress Emporium near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!
Sinbad Restaurant-Hendersonville

FILTHY HIPPIE HANGOUTS IN ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
All ORGANIC FOOD events!
ALL OF WEST ASHEVILLE—crazy foreigners!
Pritchard Park—especially on Friday Night-knotty haired drum things!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
Beanstreet—NOW CLOSED BY THE STINK OF FILTHY HIPPIES—soon to be a Suzi’s raw fish establishment of some kind and might move to the conservative list!
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

Well I hope that helps all you people planning to come to Asheville but wanting to stay clean and safe! Hopefully we will soon have all the Filthy Hippy places closed and nice Macy stores, Starbuck Coffee Shops and the like in their place making Asheville the all American conservative town! Well--off to dinner with the Florida girls!

2005-09-20T00:01:00.000-04:00

Sunday was a real lazy day.

Charley called and said he was going to stay another night with his friends in West Asheville and assured me that his friends were not smoking LSD or anything and he was just hanging out and playing his movie games. So I spent the day watching football and just being lazy for the day.

Monday was a totally different experience. First I got a call from my friend Jack Moe who helps me with my blog and before my grandson came he put up my pictures and links. He was happy to see I learned a new trick and told me he had been reading my blog and thought it was pure crap and didn't want to be associated with it anymore. Jack is such a kidder.

I reminded him that associated with the cock fighters in West Virginia and the coal companies was certainly better than his association with a God fearing Conservative. He allowed that he just MIGHT be a prostitute for the money.

Then I tried to call the owner of filthystreets but only got a realtor that told me it was not for sale and that something like Suzie's raw fish and rice cakes was going in there. I never really understood what she was talking about. Suzie's or Shusie's raw fish and some kind of weird name like sabie's was also mentioned. I couldn't make heads or tails out of it but it sounds upscale and I hope I will be able to buy some red snapper and flounder there. And the filthy hippystreets are GONE! I'll look around for another place to put Starbuck's downtown as that is one of the most needed stores in the area now.

Then Charley called and sure enough he wanted me to come out to West Asheville to pick him up. God i hated the thought of going to that drug crazed area, but Charley gave me great directions to State St. and told me not to worry that there would be no drug smoking hippies there. After a few wrong turns in the scariest area I have ever been in, I finally found the house that he had been staying in. It was a nice looking old house and I went up to the porch. I was horrified at what happened next. Charley came out with a gook chink looking girl and kissed her full up on the lips and said he would look her up again next trip.

I screamed, Charley WE HAVE TO GO NOW!!!! I finally got him to the car after some crazy girl screaming in Russian almost ran me over on her bike. Once in the car, I started yelling at him about the purity of our family. We can trace pure blood back to Oliver Cromwell and Scottish Kings and Queens. Never have we diluted our family blood and never shall we! Charley told me to do something like freeze down and come into the new century.

After a little more yelling we finally called a truce as he needed to pack up and get to the airport for Seattle. On the way to the airport, he apologized for being mouthy to his only grandfather and promised to behave in Seattle. He did say that he had a Japanese girlfriend there and hoped I would get over gook hatred. I told him we tried everything to totally defeat them after Pearl Harbor and I could never fully trust them and wished they and the towel heads would be interred in concentration camps in the desert like WWII. He just told me that his girlfriend's grandmother was in a concentration camp during WWII and had committed suicide there, so if he ever brought her to meet me, I should not mention that particular belief of mine.

Well I'm glad she committed suicide at the camps, for what they did in a sneaky attack that killed so many of our fine fighting young men, including my cousin, but I didn't say anymore to Charley preferring to talk instead about his military movie games on the way to the airport and we had a great dinner and wonderful time together. I hope he comes back soon!

2005-09-17T15:30:00.000-04:00

Yesterday my grandson showed me how to make links on my site, and get pictures out of my camera so I spent the whole day in school and I'm sure Charley, my grandson, was pretty frustrated by how slow a learner I am at these things.

This morning I got up and the first thing I see is a filthy hippie sleeping on my patio! I was outraged and started yelling and pulled out my trusty 9mm and ran him off! I don't reckon I will be smelling that stink around the patio again. I hosed it and scrubbed it down with full strength Clorox so there shouldn't be any lingering filthy hippy disease. Filthy hippy on my patio:

Then I walked down to the museum and was horrified by the sight of yet another festival. At first, I thought it was a filthy hippy beaner festival, because all I saw were Mexican flags and food. But looking closer I noticed it was a latin festival with nice crafts to buy from all over latin american, good South American and beaner food and with some pretty nice looking senor-eaters and retirement age southern belles. I had me a time cutting the rug with a retired women named Martha, from Florida and her girlfriend Agnes. They were both in their mid-seventies( but didn't seem to mind that I am a bit older.) They giggled a lot at my viewpoints on the hippies and queers so we got along famously. We made a date for dinner after Charley flies back to Seattle on Monday. Picture of Latin fest:

So after enjoying a nice lunch of beaner food, I was going to head right back to the Condo, but I decided to walk down to filthy Hippystreets (Beanstreets) to see if it was really closed. Sure enough it had a sign saying they stinked up the place so bad they were forced to leave!!! Thank you Jesus! I found a man inside and asked how much he thought it would cost me to buy the place and turn it into a Starbucks. God knows we need a nice Starbucks in downtown Asheville, you can't get a good cup of coffee anywhere downtown, and the last time I was in San Francisco, I got great coffee and sandwiches in them and really didn't need to go anywhere else for breakfast or lunch. Anyway the guy gave me the owners name and number so maybe I will invest in a nice Starbuck's for downtown Asheville--that would be great! Hippystreets is really gone:

So after that encouraging event, I headed back to the condo to see if Charley was awake yet. Sure enough he is awake and wants to go to the military game shop by Walmart to return the movies games he bought and exchange them for two new ones. He says he does this almost every week to stay in touch with the new releases. We head over to Walmart and the strip mall and I head in to buy some pens and paintings I saw at the Christian Store while Charley is in the movie game annex. Christian store and their military movie game annex:

After packing my purchases in the car, I find that Charley has made some new friends and says he is going to hang out and probably spend the night at their place in West Asheville. A little concerned, I tell him that all my condo friends have told me NEVER to go to West Asheville as it is filled with crime from crack-eyed colored and bums. Charley tells me not to worry, but I hope to God I don't have to go over there to pick him up. My new christian art purchase:

So I go back to the condo and settle in for an afternoon and evening of football. I sure was glad to see the Noles(where my son got his degree) beat the whiney Boston College, how about my Buckeyes, How about my Mountain Men WVU, Too bad about TN--they should have won that one.

2005-09-15T04:29:00.000-04:00

Bungie and Boeing are in Seattle for a Reason!

So I was a little more than concerned about my grandson's movie games yesterday, but today I found out they are patriots!

I called my golfing buddy Paul last night and he suggested we hit the links today with a friend of his that is retired Air Force A-1. I got up at the crack of dawn and found Charley was too tired from his movie box X to complete a foursome with us so I met Paul and his retired Air Force Intelligence friend, Mike, at the Grove Park Inn.

Over the course of the next few holes, I dominated the conversation and lamented about the movie games and how they seemed to be inspired by the devil and filthy hippies to keep them from working. Suddenly at the fourth hole, Mike turned to me and said, "Car, there is something you should understand from the military perspective about those games." Mike continued talking for the next few holes about military movie game history.

It seems that the Air Force realized early on , in the late seventies, that the new fighter technologies and movie games had an interesting relationship with each other. They realized they could teach the movie game kids how to fly a plane quicker and how to shoot down the bad guy quicker than those not playing the games.

Mike went on to explain that the new game technologies were quickly integrated into the modern fighter jets and by the early and mid eighties they were just itching for a war to test out their new toys. They got a few skirmishes but not the war with Iran they hoped for, but finally Bush Sr. gave them a war with Iraq that they needed. More recently the terrorists and Bush Jr. gave them a chance to see if the early mistakes had been corrected in Afghanistan, and in a field day of opportunity to test and revise game technologies in combat in Iraq. Mike said that the decades of kids growing up with these new games made an enormous difference in modern military combat and strategy.

I should have known! No wonder the commie pieceniks like Clinton are anti movie games! I drove back from the golf course excited and realized my grandson Charley is a great conservative and patriot. Bill Gates and Bungie are the new bad boys of his generation, like Howard Hughes was to mine! The government slapped them with lawsuits but nothing comes of it because they are working for the security and strength of our military. Bungie and Boeing are both in Seatlle! And of course the movie game store next to Walmart is beside a Christian store--How could I have been so naive?

I got home and gave Charley a big hug and kiss and told him I was sorry to be so misunderstanding about is box X movie games. Charley looked confused and said, "Great lets go to the mall and check out the game stores there." So Charley figured out where the tunnel is that people told me leads to Tunnel Rd and the Mall and sure enough we found Sears and a big mall after a short drive.

While Charley was in the game store talking military strategy with some new friends , I noticed a group of young people with black clothes and black hair hanging out in the mall hallway. I went over to greet them saying " What a great group of patriots you are." Just then the battery died in my hearing aid, and I misunderstood one of the sweet young girls, who turned toward me. It was weird! All I thought I heard for a second was a raspy old voice saying, "Satan loves you". I pulled out my hearing aid and was getting ready to engage in a dialog with the young people when Charley showed up and quickly escorted me back to the car. Charley said these people probably didn't want to be seen talking to an old man--and I understand --they probably don't want terrorists and commies to know they are working for the government.

Anyway turned out to be a great day and I also heard that filthy hippystreets (Beanstreets) is closed what could be a better ending to the day than that! Charley said tomorrow he would get me a dot com and teach me how to get the pictures off my camera and on the computer so I can put them on the blog. He said, after reading some of the blog, that no one would believe this stuff and I needed pictures to give it more credibility. He also gave me the "I may not believe in what you say, but I will defend your right to say it", speech--it different words but the same meaning. My grandson is growing up well!

So I was going to post this while watching the President on TV but suddenly my cable, and internet went out. I called Charter and yelled at them but the young man on the phone said "I can't do anything, your picture and internet are out." I told him to take a bath and get a real job. I'm going to bed--will post tomorrow when/if they fix it.

2005-09-14T20:30:00.000-04:00

What is a HALO?--Last night I picked up my grandson at the airport--

It was good to see my grandson Charley, he arrived with a nice short haircut, nice shirt, jeans, good shoes, and very respectful--just like I remembered him, only taller, not at all like some of my bloggers got me worried about. Obviously not a filthy hippy. We had a nice dinner in Hendersonville and then took off for my condo.

Charley's game construction was not at all what I imagined, no mechanical men, or electra set type games, they were all computer games that he plays on a box called x that connects to my TV. He constructs games by computer language of some kind--it's a different world! Anyway I was tired and went on to bed. Later about 3am I came out to take some of my medicines and found him still awake and playing on his movie game box--it was loud with a lot of explosions, so I went back to bed quick.

This morning, when he woke up about 11:30, I told him I would buy another TV for the guest room so he could continue his movie playing in a more private area. He print a map off his computer laptop and off we went to Walmart and the game store he wanted to check out. (I asked if he wanted to play golf, but he said he had it on the computer and it was boring--whatever that means?)

Anyhow we finally found the river road and found the nice super Walmart. It has everything--so I bought a guest room TV that met all of my grandson's specifications and went off to find the game store in the strip mall beside Walmart. To my great surprise and delight I found a wonderful Lifeway Christian Store right next to where he wanted to check out some games. So I went on in the christian store and he went next door. It is a great store, beautiful bibles, books, christian products and I even found a wonderful painting for my condo!

But what happened next still has me worried. I went on in the "game" store to find a passel of filthy hippies stealing cars and shooting policemen on the TV screen--and not one real game in sight! To my horror I find my grandson shooting what looked like to be his own soldiers in a filthy hippy movie game called Halo II. Looking around I noticed all the staff and most of the customers were dressed all in black clothing and looking at me oddly. They looked like a bunch of devil demon queers!

I started yelling for Charley-- that we had to leave quick--so he give the clerk $80 or so dollars for a box movie game and we went to the car. I told him that I didn't know if I could let such filth in my condo. But we started telling me that these games are fun, they play them over the internet-- that he hosts gaming events in Seattle and that a company called Bungie helps support gaming events and Microsoft is behind Bungie and not to be a Hillary Clinton.

We drove back, but I still can't imagine how I have anything in common with the sex crazed, anti war, commie deviant whore Clinton, so I am going to have to give this some thought and call up some of my old military buddies to see what they know of these perverted movie "games". I think this Bungie Company must be run by Satan! Meanwhile Charley is locked away in the guest room with his new TV and movie games.

2005-09-13T17:05:00.000-04:00

Sorry I have been out of touch recently but after the organic festival I have been feeling sickly, and needed to stay close to home. I don't know what they put in that organic crap but it sure messed my system but for a couple of days. I can't believe I actually allowed one of the booth food stands to sell me a dinner. They looked clean and conservative but one of my golfing buddies was astonished to find out I had eaten organic food--he said it is filthy hippy food and I steer well clear of it. Believe me I won't go near that garbage again!

I did wonder out for about an hour yesterday to find the Beanstreet Restaurant. I finally found it and it looked to be a filthy hippie greasy spoon drug hangout. I was too afraid to even cross the street to look in the windows because some thug and hippy types were loitering around the front door and they looked both drugged and violent. One had two long sticks that looked, at first, like swords and he was waving one of them around menacing like, at passing people. At least I know I can't trust people commenting on the blog. I did like a little of the post from Alaska -from Mike of the North, especially the shooting bears stuff and chicken fighting part, but I think he is a dirty hippy drug addict from the sound of it. People from Alaska must be very confused. And Kelly Logan seems to be very supportive--probably a great conservative!

I am very exciting today because my grandson called. He, helped me get my blog hosted, found me a webmaster in WV to post my picture and help me when I want to link something to my site. This has been great because I don't know anything about what they call HTMhell or the technologies involved.

Anyway my grandson will fly in tonight and I will pick him up at Hendersonville and we can enjoy another great meal there. He is all excited about showing me his games and asked about my TV connections. I really don't know what he is talking about but he seemed happy to hear my new TV is a HD TV but he wanted something like 1080D or P or something--maybe that is what the TV is-- all I know it is new and expensive. . He seems a little old to be so concerned about his game toys but he said he has been online looking into Asheville, and my new town looks like a fine place to play, and wants to take me to a game store near Walmart. That should be fun, I have been wondering where Walmart is and look forward to spending time with him before he starts back at the Art Institute in Seattle in October-- as I have not seen him in about four years! Maybe I can get him interested in a game of golf--I can't wait.

2005-09-10T21:15:00.000-04:00

Future Daddy is no friend of the Conservatives

Yesterday a nice blog fan (i thought) advised me to stay away from hippy joints he knew about in Asheville and told me where to go for a good southern ho'down. So I called Gina (the southern belle I met yesterday) who agreed to accompany me to a fine restaurant I found near the Pritchard Park where the Ho'Down was to take place. Off we went to Tupalo Honey had a great meal at a great price, some fine wine and deserts then proceeded down the street for some singing and dancing fun.

What we found at this Ho'Down was the filthiest nastiest Hippy Festival one could imagine! Knotty haired drug addicted people playing some kind of drum thing and all of them playing in unison with filthy, barefooted, coke smoking, people-- gyrating their bodies around in a pagan kind of drug induced dance!! Some were shirtless which was the only clue that they were guys. Just remembering the sights and smells there make me feel sick! Worse--I noticed Asheville policemen around just watching--not arresting the junkies at all--just watching!

Returning to the condo quickly, thinking I was going to throw up my dinner, Gina bid me goodnight and I am quite sure that is the last I will see of her. Imagine inviting a fine southern belle to a square dance and finding a drug festival in its place. Future Daddy also told me to stay away from Beanstreet, Earthfair, and Greenlife, so I am sure these are fine conservative places to eat and I will be making reservations next week at all of them. Ha! you won't fool me again Future Daddy filthy hippie!!

So even though last night was a nightmare today was great. I met my West Virginia fishing and chicken buddies at the Airport and we struck out for Hendersonville to buy a motor home. We found a great deal at Todd's and purchased a 36 foot gasoline guzzling home on wheels. It's great and great for them to take to the chicken fights and when we met up for fishing or golfing. We bought a nice trailer for the chickens and took off to explore Hendersonville.

Hendersonville is quite charming. Lots of senior citizens milling about, very clean and nice shops and antiques stores. Seems to be quite conservative and appears to be hippy free! After a great lunch at Sinbad Restaurant, my buddies took off for West Virginia and I went on back to Asheville. I was horrified to see what appeared to be another Lexington Art and Queer Fest but only turned out to be an organic? food festival. I don't know exactly what it was but the food tasted HORRIBLE!

After watching a little foot ball, I might try to make dinner reservations at Beanstreet tonight. Actually, I probably will get some of my golfing buddies over to watch my Buckeyes beat Texas!

2005-09-09T19:00:00.000-04:00

What Some Filthy Hippies Call Art!

My golfing buddy Paul and his wife Paula, a darling couple with adorable names--Paul and Paula--I love it--came over last night with a girl friend's of Paula to take me out on the town! We cancelled dinner reservations on Wall St. and went over to the Grove Park Inn instead! What a treat. Paula's girlfriend, Gina, was fascinated by my viewpoints and philosophy (unlike the filthy hippies that lurk around this blog) and we had a great time dinning and dancing later in the evening. I hope to see her again soon!

But when I got up this morning the excitement of the evening before quickly disappeared. Some filthy hippy had painted our garage door! It was all weird spray paint colors and designs and words. Looked something like DIE MERDE or maybe
DIS MERE, with squiggly lines everywhere that might have spelled obscenities or something--who could tell--what is the point of this public destruction! Only filthy hippies would do such a thing. The city should just round up a group of 10 or 20 of them and make them lick off all the disgusting painted crap they do, while jolting them with taser shocks! THAT would put a stop to their destructive sprayings AND make them realize our dollars and taxes are not going to pay for the cleaning up of their vomit! Might also scare them into straight sex!

WELL IF YOU ARE GOING TO VISIT ASHEVILLE
it's time for my weekly list of where to go and where to avoid--(more listings will be added each week as I discover the good the bad and the ugly)

GOOD CONSERVATIVE LOCATIONS
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Overstrom Studio Gallery
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair”
Great Places to Eat
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Loretta's Cafe--at Grove Arcade near Wall St.
Grove Park Inn restaurants—Sunday Brunch Excellent and never a hippy in sight!
Battery Park Bistro—near Wall Street and great shops!

FILTHY HIPPIE HANGOUTS
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street--Draft Dodger Owner--stay away!
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets-watch out for all stores on Lexington!!!
Lexington Arts and Queer Festival—Labor Day Weekend
Mellow Mushroom—watch out the patio looks inviting!
(Mountain) Commie Xpress Publication,
Lexington Galleries, Sky, Artemas, Bobo, I didn’t go in any of these but you can tell by the windows they are filthy hippy degenerate art places!

I'll post again tomorrow, right now I plan on calling Gina to see if she wants to go dining and dancing! And tomorrow my fishing buddies are coming in, so we can buy a new motor home in Hendersonville. I heard Hendersonville in Filthy Hippy free so I am eager to check out that town!

2005-09-08T21:00:00.000-04:00

NO FILTHY HIPPIES ON WALL STREET

Today my golfing buddies suggested that I check out Battery Park and Wall Street in Asheville. I told them I had been near it last week when I ate at the Grove Arcade but didn't know anything about the area. It's within easy walking distance of my Condo and that turns out to be a great thing, because, sure enough the area is clean and hippy free!

I had a great lunch at Battery Park Bistro then proceeded to explore all the fine shops and galleries on the two streets that intersect at Haywood Ave. It was great, I found wonderful knick knacks for the Condo and some wonderful art ---finally not a hippie gallery! The Overstrom Studio Gallery at 35 Wall St. was the best and I picked up a few necklaces and rings I know my daughter and daughter in law are going to love for Christmas! Set me back a few thousand but the work of Michael Overstrom is unique and literally screams out wealth and class.

I put the jewelry in my secret belt because I did see a few filthy hippies and bums on my way down to the ritzy area of Wall Street and Battery Park. On the way back I picked up a "newspaper" It was a free publication (God knows you couldn't sell this crap) and I found out how the filthy hippies communicate with each other.

This publication, calling itself the Mountain Xpress, "...a weekly independent news, arts and events.." rag is a thinly disguised piece of commie, liberal degenerate and hippie doctrine crap. It should be called the "Commie Xpress" I will write them and ask that they change their name so people will know what they are picking up.

They have political cartoons making fun of Bush!! They have reviews on filthy films and theatre, and hippie music dives. They talked about the musical Hair as if it was something people should really go see. I did read one intriguing item about Hair however. They write that there is a song called "Colored Spade" that goes...
"I am a colored spade, a nigger, a black nigger, a jungle bunny jigaboo coon, pickanny mau mau, Uncle Tom, Aunt Jemima, Little Black Sambo..." If I could time it so I could just go and hear and applaud that song, I might just buy a ticket!

Otherwise the only thing this publication is good for, is it will make a good thing to wrap my trout guts up in and take to the dump in the basement. I am still loving living in my new Asheville home, but publications like the Commie Xpress and the Lexington Ave. Filthy Hippy Queer Festival demonstrate that even in conservative mountain towns one must be very careful to know where and when to venture forth out on the streets. There are filthy hippies everywhere!

Well I am off to eat dinner on Wall Street at the Market Place, described (not by the commie xpress) as "a world class favorite with innovative menus and extensive wine list" I can't wait--I have reservations at 7pm and will love walking back to a nice conservative place to have dinner and maybe meet a few fine people!

2005-09-07T19:05:00.000-04:00

What kind of place did I move to? Sunday-Wednesday

Sunday--
Some friends thought it would be fun to take me to an Arts and Crafts festival. I enjoy the Winter Park sidewalk art festival and usually by a scenic paining or animal sculpture. I thought it would great to find a few nice knick knacks for the new condo, so off we went walking to the Lexington Arts and Fun Festival.

I could not believe my eyes!!! I have not been able to post to my blog again until today I have been so shaken and sickened by what I saw--WALL TO WALL FITHY HIPPY DEGENERATES! There were booths down the middle of Lexington for 3 or four blocks with nothing but filthy hippy trash--anti war slogans and stickers, degenerate art works, music stages filled with hippy performers with weird instruments and dress.

And the people! girls dressed as guys, guys dressed as girls. Open display of public affection by homos, anti war slogans, hippy doctrines on the sidewalks, people using chalk everywhere to draw commie doctrines and pictures. It was horrible--the horror made worse by the fact that the street was filled to capacity throughout the blocks with these people with hair (and beards) down to their knees. Knotted hair everywhere--not on colored only but on many of the whites as well!!

I was disgusted and ran back to my condo almost in tears of rage and frustration leaving my so called friends behind. Just as I got inside I got a call from my old chicken fighting buddy Eddy from West Virginia. He wanted to know if I wanted to come to Virginia and go trout fishing--I told him the timing was perfect, I needed to get out of this town and talk to normal people

I arrived in Virginia and stayed at a motel on Sunday night, Eddy arrived Monday morning with our mutual friends Hasand and Frank also from West Virginia and also chicken men. (They took me to a cock fight in Kentucky once but I have never been back, even though I like the fighting and betting part, I just couldn't stand being around all those beaners and chink and gook looking poor people) But they have taught me a lot about the business and I finance a farm with about 500 flurry eyed grays way up in the WV mountains.

They had just won over $30,000 at a Puerto Rico fight, flew back in to the US and rented a trout stream for us to fish in. I told them about my horrible experience in Asheville and Hasand reminded me that the queer festival was suppose to take place in New Orleans during Labor Day weekend and theorized that all the fags had come from New Orleans because they didn't have their own place to be filthy hippies.

Monday-Tuesday
Suddenly it made sense, I did hear on the radio that North Carolina was taking in some of the homeless hippies. Now, feeling immediately better we spent Monday and Tuesday catching 60 (between the 4 of us) of the largest trout I have ever seen, all of them in the 5-8 pound range. Hasand didn't have a lot of luck catching them on a rod and reel so he rigged up some snag lines while no one was looking and got about 10 that way. What a great load of fish we divided up to take home, not to mention great conversations about how to get rid of the filthy hippies in the US and support our President. Those filthy hippies are going to be crying about the supreme court legacy of Bush for decades to come!! What a great day for the normal conservative majority!

Wednesday
I'm back in Asheville and the town looks like the mountain paradise I originally moved to--I guess those New Orleans queers moved on to another town to freeload in! I have a freezer full of trout--already had a trout dinner last night- and all is right with the world.

2005-09-04T00:05:00.000-04:00

I've never seen so my filthy hippies in one place
I am late posting today because I have been feeling ill since lunch.

Today the weather was perfect in Asheville. It was cool with a nice breeze, so I decided to walk down so the theatre and walk along some back roads and got disoriented and found myself on Broadway. I saw an outside restaurant that looked liked it had a lot of tourists and good people sitting and eating on the patio so I walked in and was given a seat in the patio.

It was an odd looking place with bowling balls planted in their stone wall surrounding the patio and I should have been suspicious by that as well as the name--Mellow Mushroom---but with all the nice people sitting around and enjoying themselves I didn't think much about it at the time

I ordered a pizza and some local beer and starting chatting with some of the nice people from Michigan beside me. The order came and it was good enough but then I went inside looking for a rest room. Inside was a total different story. There were filthy hippies everywhere---eating--serving--behind the bar and weird looking mushrooms paintings that reminded me of the sixties when people were smoking mushrooms and getting high. It suddenly occurred to me that I was in a filthy hippy hangout and the name of the place was celebrating mushroom drug smoke!

Then I looked behind the counter to where you can see several people, guys I think, making the pizza---the pizza I had just ingested. These things had hair that was in knots all over the place like you see the colored wear in Jamaica--only these things were white! I think, I couldn't really tell if they were white or some kind of mixed blooded degenerates. I ran outside and told my new friends that this was a filthy hippy hangout with aliens looking creatures cooking the food. They looked at me strangely but I was so agitated they probably didn't understand me. Anyway I tossed some money on the table and ran back to my condo.

Hopefully I didn't catch any hippy disease--but I took a laxative just in case. Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow. This Mellow Mushroom place is definitely going on the filthy hippy list!

2005-09-02T17:45:00.000-04:00

Great Day at the Grove Park Inn

My friend Paul and a few of his buddies suggested we hit the links at the Grove Park Inn today. I quickly dressed for the occasion and grabbed my clubs and went down to the front door where Paul was waiting. As I started out, I was immediately accosted by a filthy hippie who wanted spare change.

Never one to deny a person truly in need I asked him if he could take a bath and caddy for us. The filthy freeloader just said, "I ain't lookin fo no job, I just want some money to get some lunch." I told him to get off the property before I called the police!
(In the car I did call the police so hopefully he is finding out what the Asheville City jail is all about)

We arrived at the Grove Park Inn in about 5 minutes! It is one of the most spectacular resorts I have ever seen, There is a beautiful golf course, restaurant, pools, bar, dining room, museum and hotel. There apparently is also a guareentee of no FILTHY HIPPIES! We got our tee time and only paid $150 each to golf nine holes. After a few drinks, we hit the course then came back for a few more drinks and an excellent lunch. Paul drove us through blocks and blocks of beautiful old plantation style mansions on the way out and could see why there are no filthy hippies around this area. I love this town.

Earlier today I was surfing around some whiny liberal sites to see what they were lying about. I went to wakeupsheepole a site written by a hippy PhD and he had a link to a commie radio show that he said should be mandatory listening for all Americans.
I agree, I have never heard a better example of commie left-wing whiny hysterical yellow journalism in my life. Its something called the Mike Malloy Show--The link is
Mike Malloy filthy hippy show
Just scroll down until you find the show for September 1, 2005--you won't believe it

2005-09-01T15:30:00.000-04:00

Asheville is MY kind of Town!
NO HIPPIES---NO HOMOS---NO ANTI-WAR COMMIES

Some friends from my apartment suggested I go to the Biltmore Estate and what a great tour! $46.00 ticket got an audio assisted tour of the 250 room 8000 acre mansion. This is the South I was looking for.

GREAT tour, and food! I decided to keep a running list of places to go (and not to go) when you come to visit Asheville so yo don't have to accidently run into filthy hippies or kissing homos.

GOOD conservative locations
Buncombe County Municipal Golf Course--East Asheville
Biltmore Estate
Asheville Tourist Games--in season
Asheville Museum of Art
Pack Place--check schedule sometimes they have hippie crap theatre like "Hair
Great Places to Eat
Biltmore Estate--at the Estate(also has a winery and wine tasting)
Corner Cafe--near Pack Place
Loretta's Cafe--at Grove Arcade near Wall St.

Filthy Hippy Hangouts
Malaprops Book Store--Haywood St
Courtyard Gallery--Walnut Street
Parts of Broadway and Lexington Streets

I will keep the list going as I discover more. ALSO good news from my broker today--Petroleum stocks and futures way UP!!
These so called tragedies are great. One of my good buddies left for Florida in the sixties and he wrote me that he had found a great use for the liberal commie filthy hippy press--whenever they had a little freeze(that did no damage to the fruit, but actually made the concentrate sweeter) they would call the press in NYC and cry about their losses. The press, always ready to jump on bad news for business, would oblige EVERY TIME by reporting the horrible Florida citrus damage. Then the NY jews would kick the price up on the exchange and they would get rich on citrus futures.

It worked every time, and I can't help thinking--when watching the media reports of the horrible damage to oil platforms and refineries-- that the oil industry does the same thing to keep us rich!!! Those platforms that washed ashore were probably obsolete and hadn't pumped a drop of oil in years. You gotta love this country--at this rate I can afford to stay alive until I am 350 or thereabouts! Thank you George Bush and fellow conservatives for electing an oil producing state President!

2005-08-31T17:29:00.000-04:00

Today was a better day---mostly

Last night I did go to the Tourist game and it was great...Asheville beat the Crawdad team 12-5 with most of the action after the 4th inning which was good because I was feeling too nauseated to leave my Condo until at 8pm, after my encounter with the filthy hippie homos yesterday, and got to the game late. A great game, great crowd of conservative families and I was instantly feeling my old self and glad to be in Asheville.

Today after a great lunch at Loretta's Cafe at the Grove Arcade and had a perfect sandwich--the bread was fantastic and met some very nice republican people there. After a nice chat I picked up The Laurel of Asheville" a great conservative publication for tourists with great ideas for decorating your condo and places to find art and interior design consultants and the like.

I found a great article on a very conservative German artist (and now part-time Ashevillian artist) Ruth Ilg. The article showed several works of her art that I thought might work well in my living room so I proceeded over to the Courtyard Gallery and Agency a few blocks away on Walnut St. After a few wrong turns, I finally found them at 9 Walnut downstairs in a little space on a nice courtyard. Many people, who don't know me assume I would not like art, but like the great statesmen Jesse Helms from North Carolina said, "I may not know what is art, but I know what art is NOT!"

Inside was a nice collection of art and perhaps a dozen of Ilg's works and a young clean cut young man explained the works and the prices and I was considering one or two, when in came the owner of the gallery. At first, I didn't think much about his appearance, as, at least, he was wearing a suit jacket. But the rest of the attire consisted of jeans, beret, rubber shoes with holes he explained were called Crocs, and a bearded face and an age that looked to be about 50, that made me suspicious.

Sure enough after quizzing him in a nice chatting way, I come to find out that he was a filthy hippie from the 60's! Well I have read that there are not too many hippies from the sixties that admit it anymore. Most having seen the error of their ways and entered the same kinds of corporations as their parents--have long ago forgotten about their stupid doctrines about the military-industrial complex, and have joined our conservative rank and file years ago! I even read that most of the draft dodgers and ones that didn't serve, try to hide it now and some even make up a fake military past!

But not this guy, he tells me that he went to Mexico for ten years and was a CO!!(and I mean a pinko conscientious objector not a Commanding Officer) That was almost enough to make me puke again. Well I laid in on the commie filthy hippie jerk with both barrels blasting! Instead of getting angry and defending his ways, he just said that his gallery probably would not appeal to most trolls. (Thats the third time since I started this blog that someone referred to me as a 'troll' and I still don't know what it means)

Well I asked him if he was too whiny to defend his point of view and he just said that he never argues politics or religion with fanatics as it does no good--"NIxon was confused, the Bushes are confused and every religious zealot of any religion are confused. " "You can't argue with confused people," he explained. I told him he wouldn't be confused when he arrived in Hell for his sins against his commander in chief and Country! I also told him, that I would never be buying anything from his place of business and bid him good day!

This really is not so bad. You never know what kind of people you are going to meet in an Art Gallery, so it was not nearly as upsetting day as yesterday. I'm going to have dinner at the apartment with some good republican friends from Indiana I met there and its sure to be a pleasant evening in my new mountain home of Asheville.

2005-08-30T19:37:00.000-04:00

This was a terrible day for me in Asheville, NC
A blogger from Chicago told me that something called wikipedia described Asheville as a creative town known for peaceful coexistence of different lifestyles (including filthy hippies) so I went out to see what I could find.
At first everything seemed to support my assumptions that Asheville was a nice southern conservative city, I went to Pack Place and the Asheville Museum of Art and saw great exhibits and the kind of crowds one would expect in find in a conservative tourist town--Well dressed tourists and well mannered children, nothing to support the description above.

At the desk I asked a fine looking southern belle if there as a good bookstore around, hoping to find some inspirational reading material to read at night. She told me about a place called Malaprops and gave me directions. On my way to Haywood street where Malaprops is located, I stopped at the Cafe on the Square and had a great lunch and only saw further evidence of a nice conservative community.

That was about to change.

I made my way up to Haywood Street and saw a few bums but nothing all that unusual for a small city, I found Malaprops and walked inside. Immediately I had some reservations. There was a small cafe with some strange looking people milling about.

But I went on inside and found an inspirational section that seemed to be filled with nothing but strange religious mumbo jumbo about zen, meditation, wellness junk, and I could not find a christian book on the shelf! Trying to find my way out I moved over to allow some people by and to my red-faced total humiliation--found myself in a huge section devoted entirely to GAYS AND LESBIANS. It seemed to be the largest section in the entire shop! I was so uncomfortable, I almost ran into something, a girl I think, dressed in (what I can only describe as) clown socks and a green wig or hair. I noticed some horrible tatoos on her with knives or scars or something.

I rushed on out and started quickly back to my condo. I noticed a female cop arresting two filthy hippies on a bench and gave her the thumbs up. Moving onto Broadway Street, I noticed a couple ahead of me holding hands and was thinking all was right with the world again, I thought of my wife who passed on recently and the love and talks we shared on walks through our Ohio farm, when suddenly the couple turned and kissed and they both had BEARDS! I'm afraid I lost it and started yelling things about filthy hippies and the law of nature when two girls coming the other way deliberately stopped right in front of me giving each other a full kiss, and afterwards one turned and said, "welcome to asheville."

I almost lost my lunch, ran back to my condo and watched TV for a few hours trying to settle my nerve and stomach. I feel so nauseated, I can't even make myself go back and see the Tourist game (the last home game of the season, which I have box seat tickets for) I feel like puking--I'm going to the game anyway--it will make me feel better seeing good families and people doing normal things.

2005-08-30T13:40:00.000-04:00

The Asheville Tourists

I went to the Asheville Tourist game last night and became further convinced that this city is for me! There were 1500 God fearing fans there watching and supporting good old born in the USA baseball. (they are a minor league of the SAL Division.) They did great winning 4-2 against the Hickory Crawfish or something like that. Great family games and fundraising for brain tumor survivors and victims and I felt at home, met some new Republican friends who invited me over for dinner sometime. What a friendly city!

Only down side-- or should I say sad to watch-- is how many beaners from Puerto Rico or Dom. Republic and Mexico are getting into the game replacing our legends like Babe Ruth--but it was great to see all the white kids in little league suits so maybe we can make a comeback!

Well I got to go, the rain has subsided and I promised Eatmisery blogger from Chicago that I would go forth and try to see if I could find any evidence of filthy hippies in the city. My apartment condo is real near Pack Place and the Asheville Museum of Art so I will wonder over and see what I find.

2005-08-29T16:44:00.000-04:00

Well I got further proof today that Asheville NC is the right city for me! After unpacking a lot of my stuff, I came across my golf clubs and decided to check out a course in Asheville. Not knowing the city very well yet and not having had time to join a country club, I went out to the Buncombe County Municipal Course, a public course in East Asheville.

Its a relatively easy course with the front 9 being flat and the back nine on the hills--Beverly Hills they call them. But the cool thing was that there were four filthy hippies trying to pay and get on the links in front of me. They paid the $100 to tee off and where allowed to proceed to the first hole. I paid and went on out to tee off when i encountered a commotion with the four hippies and a course ranger. They ONLY HAD ONE SET OF GOLF CLUBS! The four of them thought they could just play together with one set and of course the ranger told them to leave and not come back until they each had their own set of clubs. He explained that Walmart was 1/2 mile away and they could buy a cheap set for about $60 each. Of course the filthy hippies starting whining that they had just paid $100 to play golf and that should be enough..they didn't have any more money--why couldn't they play with one set.

In the end the club house brought out more staff to kick the bums out---thank you Buncombe County for keeping filthy hippies off the golf courses! You know they don't pay any taxes and if they do it all goes to those commie welfare programs to keep them alive and NOT working. Its good people like you and I that have to fund the military to keep this country secure from the terrorists! Well anyway, I couldn't help laughing at the hippies and one of them, apparently from Scotland, turned to me and said, "you keep laughing and its the back o me hand ye be seeing next!" Never one to avoid confrontation, I told them to take baths and get jobs! As they were escorted out I yelled "Keep Damn filthy hippies out of Asheville," and I swear to you that several people broke out in applause!

Well, I'm back in the apartment now after an invigorating day at the links and made several new republican friends. Watching the news, it seems obvious that God is giving a warning wake up call to the sinful city of New Orleans. Hopefully they will heed His warning, but probably will go back to being filthy hippies as soon as our tax dollars and our increased insurance rates clean up the storm's mess for them. Tax dollars and insurance rates the sinful filthy hippies are NOT paying! I can only pray a few of them get the message before its too late.

2005-08-28T19:01:00.000-04:00

Well, I just moved into Asheville North Carolina from Cardington Ohio today to get away from all the filthy hippies that seem to be popping up everywhere whining about the war, or good family values like pro life. I am just getting settled in to what all my friends have told me is a mountain paradise home. I was pleasantly surprised to find what appears to be a very conservative community. It did seem a little strange to go down Biltmore Ave. and find a weird colored festival called goonbays or coonbays or something going on in on the side of the road, but fortunately no one tried to sell me drugs or rob me or anything. I love my new condo right downtown Asheville and am looking forward to finding Republican and conservative groups to interact with. More later as I have a lot of unpacking to do and get settled in this quiet mountain paradise.