Huzzah! The Movie and my friends

OK, I just watched the trailer for Huzzah! The Movie. www.huzzahthemovie.com It is still being shot. It is a documentary style film about why we do what we do. When I say "do what we do", I am speaking of all of my friends who are into renaissance festivals, as I am. Just the trailer put a lump in my throat and made me realize the true friends I have at faire. Yes, I knew that I had some of the best friends in the world there, but I guess this just made me appreciate them even more. They are truly my fairemily. When I am not at faire, I miss them dearly. Iris & Rose, Todd, The whole Warren clan, The families of the Knarly Knot and Wooden Journals, Willow, Mable, Rindi & John, Charles & Lis, The Twins R & E, Liam & Nina, and even Christophe the Insultor when he sneers at me. There are so many to name and I have only scratched the surface. It is like an awards show, where they try to name off every, "I would like to thank Diamond, Buddah, Christy, Robert, Tom, and Shadow..." The list just goes on and on. But you see, I am not thanking these people for an award I received, these people are the award. Thank you, my friends, and here is to many more years of fun and fairemily.

Blessed,Donald Kee

PS- only for those interested in more names:"And a rennie shout out goes to Kim & Lynn, Jenny, James, Shannon, Calamity, Gypsy, Cuthbert, Griffin, Rev, Honest Jim, Sister, Alan H., Jay, Shipwreck & Marcie, Reg." OK, gotta stop, getting choke up. Love you all.

Run the Country, not your career.

We the sheeple, in order to form a more defective union, establish deception in the form of domestic tranquility. To provide for no common defense, establish a lot more welfare and, tax the rich until they also fall into poverty.You cannot help the poor by taxing the rich even more than they are. You create tax breaks for the rich business owner so that he can afford to hire more people. The work is out there. I know businesses that need more people, but cannot afford to hire anyone because of the cost of insurance and the incredible taxes they have to pay. Try this on your next paycheck. When you get is, take your net pay, before taxes, now, take out 39%, some of which you already pay in taxes. Now, also account for FICA and SS. So, let's make it easy. Take a total of 45% of your pay and don't use it. Now, a person like me, living paycheck to paycheck pays only 19% for taxes, FICA, and SS, which leaves me 81% of my paycheck to use for bills. Imagine only getting to use 55% of your check. You work years and years building a business only to have larger percentages taken out as you make more. You make 25,000, we take 13%. You make 50,000, we take 18%. You make 100,000, we take 28%. Over 250,000, well, pull down your pants and get out the KY. AMERICAS BUSINESS IS BUSINESS. Cut the golden parachutes and let's get back down to real business. Let's hope someone realizes this before our nation gets into trouble we cannot get our own way out of. Because if we ever have to ask China or the Soviet Republic to help us out, that will be the beginning of the end of Democracy and capitalism. I know I will ruffle some feathers with this, but it is about time someone kicks this bird in the ass.

Pictures from MySpace

Yes, I have deleted all my pictures from my MySpace page. Do not worry, they will be back and tagged just like before. I am now putting a mark on the pictures I take so that I may get credit for them. There are now 2 or 3 websites using my pictures and not stating who took the pictures. May seem petty to some of you but those who love taking pictures, like I do, will understand. I try to give credit for the pictures taken of me, (Thanks Paul of Photography on the Run, and Autumn Leaves Photography.) My little photography hobby is called Duck n Run Photography, so you will see a DnR in the bottom right hand corner of my pictures. I am very proud of many of the pictures I have taken, and I do want to share them. Thank you for understanding. Tags will be sent out soon.


Donald Kee

Survival of the Sickest by Saliva

For anyone who was wondering about the status messages I have been posting, here are the lyrics to the song. BEWARE, EXPLICIT LYRICS!!!!!!!!!

"Survival Of The Sickest"

1 2 3 4!

I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's dress,
I'm the smile on every criminal you'll ever acquit.
I'm the things you've done you'll never admit.
'Cause one hand is on the bible and the others in shit.

Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud, the one you counted out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt, is that you I hear screaming my name.

I'm a roller, I'm a rider, number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver, and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm the one you thought that you could erase, but a predator that's faster than the food that he chased.
When you fall off the horse you brought to the race, I'll be the one who's flying by you kickin' shit in your face.

Ease down, and wrap your legs around me babe.
Move over baby, get on your knees. I'm gonna drive this little red love machine.

Welcome back to work RANT

Well, as many of you know, I was on vacation this last week. I had a blast at the Colorado Renaissance Festival, with huge thanks to Iris & Rose, and Shamus. Then, I return to work.....oh crap!!!!

Well, first thing is, lightning struck the phone lines. Anything that was plugged into the phoneline AND electricity was toast, gone, kaput, dead, history, BURNT UP!! OK, fine. Then I find out that everyday, the receipts and money were all sent to the home office. I figure, "Great, at least I will know the reports are done right." Buah ha ha ha, what a joke. The reports were not only wrong, but done completely out of order. Different days put together on one day, and not all the same dates either. MY GOD, a bookkeepers nightmare!!!!! Now, not only do I have to do last weeks work, I have to figure out what they did, undo it, and figure out how to get copies made of everything I do here because there is no copy/fax machine. (see above where everything is toast.) This morning I also took my truck in to have the windshield replaced. It was defective, looked like it had a bad laminating job done to it. Anyway, they put me in a Pontiac Grand Prix. Not so bad but now instead of going home and continuing my cleaning, yes I got the cleaning bug and need to run with it as long as I can. Those of you who have seen my place understand. But instead of being able to just go home after work, I have to drive BACK to Tyler to take their car back and get my truck, my beautiful, wonderful truck back. Oh, and did I mention that tiles were coming up off of the floor at work and people were just walking on the loose sliding tiles?? OK, so I fixed that, too. OH, I forgot something. I parked my car where I usually park my truck while I was gone. I get home and realize I left the door ajar, for 5 DAYS before my stepfather saw it and bumped the door to close it better. Well, needless to say, dead battery. Then, jump it off, right. Wrong. Car just spins, will not start. Holy crap can this get much better??? WoooHooo, dead car, dead electronics at work, deadbeats who don't know how to do paperwork at the home office, and me having a dead brain after vacation. Well, the good news is that the car did finally start the next day. Had to repressure the fuel lines. Why they lost preassure, I have no idea. So, the gas saver is back on the road. Maybe I should treat myself to good dinner out or maybe even to Marble Slab. Mmmmm And this is only Monday!!!!!

Unrine Test

Like a lot of folks in this state, I have a job. I work, they pay me. I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees fit. In order to get that paycheck, I am required to pass a random urine test with which I have no problem. What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a urine test. 

Shouldn't one have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check because I have to pass one to earn it for them? Please understand, I have no problem with helping someone get back on their feet. I do, on the other hand, have a problem with helping someone sitting on their butt doing drugs, while I work.... Can you imagine how much money the state would save if people had to pass a urine test to get a public assistance check?

Renaissance friends

As many of you know, I am into renaissance festivals and things of the sort. Well, I have now completed my second faire of the year and I have to say, I have met some of the most wonderful people at faire. This year has been a really good year for friendships and I still have many more faires to attend. Most of you I just knew inside the walls but some of you became friends outside those walls and I am very grateful. If you are thinking, "I wonder if he means me." Yes, I do mean you. Thank you everyone. Now, onto the Colorado Renaissance Festival!!!

 

Donald Kee

Slightly injured but OK

OK, so I figured out the hard way that gravity works.

Some of you may know I have been doing a little destruction and construction at my house. I took apart my deck to move it to the other side of the house, leaving room for a second carport. Well, there is just a small part of the frame of the deck left at the back door. I left boards laying accross it so that I could move the new fridge in, yes, my old one went out. Well, one of the boards was just a little shorter than the others. The deck is 36" high. I stepped on this board, it flipped up as I went down, well, at least my right leg went down. My left leg stayed on the deck. As I am sinking, this board hits me in the chest like a baseball bat. Then, as it rests on the ground, I fall on the board that is now standing straight up. So, there I am, right foot on the ground, left leg still 3 feet up on the deck, wind knocked out of me, and massive marks on the right side of my rib cage from scrapping along the end of a 2x6 board. I shout out a dirty word, then begin the self check list. That is the only way I know to stay calm when injured. First, can I breath? Barely but yes, just the wind knocked out of me. OK, wiggle legs. Either one broken? No. Whew. OMG my ribs hurt. Is one of them broken? I begin to move a bit. I back off of the board. IT burns, I mean like I am on fire. But no sharp pains. I press on my ribs. Nothing, no pain. I press in another area of the ribs. No pain. Ribs are OK. Then I see the road rash. Holy crap. 3" high and about 8" wide, 2 marks where a nail was poking out a bit. But alas, I was very well protected by the brand new 2007 Scarborough Faire shirt I had purchased the day before.
     I am in a little pain now, blocking most with other thoughts. I do have a very sore and swollen area on my rib cage and under my right arm. So, the lesson to learn here is, be sure when you buy a t-shirt from Scarby, that the moons of Saturn are in line, and that there is no gravity, the Earth just sucks.

 

Chevy Chase’s Rant from "Christmas Vacation"

"I want to look him straight in the eye and tell him what a cheap, lying, no good, rotten, far flushing, snake licking, dirt eating, inbreed, overstuffed, ignorant, blood sucking, dog kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat assed, bug eyed, stiff legged, spotty lipped, worm headed, sack of monkey shit he is!!! Halleluah!! Holy shit!! Where's the Tylenol??"

TRF attractions

OK, I know I have told many of you about the things I like most at renaissance festivals, but I just have to say it again. First show I attended this past sat. was Cast in Bronze. Now, I haven't heard him live since Scarby on Memorial Weekend. As I have said many times before, the cd's are great but to hear him live is out of this world. If you have not seen it yet, I have a short video of him on my page. It is only a minute long no matter what the status bar says. I also saw my favorite Wild and Thorny pair, Iris & Rose. They are so much fun. The songs will make you laugh and sing along with them. A stuttering cow?? How funny is that? And then, finally, I saw him, yes him. By him I am referring to the one, the only Christophe the Insultor. OMG, I forgot how funny he is. If you hear a comedian say sh%& and say "Oh, I can't belive he said that" this show is not for you. But if you hear it and say, "This guy is fu*&%ng funny", this is your show. For a fee, he will insult someone for you. You have to see it to appreciate what he does. His warning, about his show, at the beginning of the show is worth it by itself. So, if you find yourself at faire, and you see these names on the program, I do recommend them. Next trip to TRF, first weekend in Nov. I will catch more acts and fill you in on them. Ta ta for now.

 

Donald Kee