Corrections and clarifications

• The Super 15 competition, as I referred to it as the "Super 14", is actually the Super 15.  I was behind in the times.
• The photos I took have still not been uploaded yet, obviously.  Well, they should eventually come.  I have a few of some rather unusual things.  One I just took the other day of an apple that was honestly the biggest apple I had ever seen in my life.  I wonder if the genetic modification of food has crept under the radar in this country?
• When I said "Japanese anime is evil.", I was being sarcastic.  Sarcasm, that is part of my personality, is something that you might know well about me by now.
• I had mistaken the cross (that Jesus had died on then became symbolised) in Penthouse magazine Australia as an expression of faith.  Actually, it was, well, a bit different than that, I think.
• I am thinking about ending this blog and moving on to something else.  I'm sure, that all of my entries have been saved to my secret admirers hard drive and read over time and time again.  I might stop the information flow.  But the information I do provide, is really of little use anyway.  This might change, but I am losing faith in this blog fast.

Spooky

Yesterday morning I woke up to find my garage door unlocked and I had asked myself whether I had forgot to lock it or someone had entered my house, opened a locked door, then opened another door to only psyche me out.  This morning, I found my bathroom door open that I had always made a point to close before I sleep.

Okay.  I'm not afraid of you.  I don't believe in ghosts but I do believe in invisible government types coming inside my home to pysche me out like this.  How else do you explain who you are?  I know I'm a threat, I know that.  But the threat is really you and your elite team of bitches that need to be caught and treated well and truly like a bitch.  Please, I am not angry right now I am quite calm.  And by "bitch", I mean as in an abused dog.

I couldn't think of what else to say other than to insult you.  That's all.

Exercise

For the first time in about four months I finally decided to get off my butt and exercise.  I was only able to cover a kilometre before I gave up and walked.  It didn't help that I had people knowing what I was doing at the time and trying to get at me with their hurtful mind games however I am happy at what I achieved.

Until next time?

Easter

Easter is here once again.  I have said this once on other sites in the past and I will say it again here, Easter is being forgotton time and time again for what it is really suppost to mean, apparently, Jesus rising from the grave.  

Instead, Jesus Christ, for non-believers like me, is replaced by a cheery little bunny with a basket of chocolate easter eggs.  Me?  I don't really celebrate Easter but if I did, I would go on a shopping spree at K-Mart for sweet treats.  But, on the other hand, the believers who are church goers are probably the ones who always point this out, besides me.

Seems to me there are obviously two sides.  And perhaps really Easter means both.  A Christian celebration in a church or an easter egg hunt for children.  Will it always be this way?

Raining

To my memory, today and yesterday have been the two days in a long time that we have had rain. I mean, since summer ended we have had little rain and like I said, the past two days have been raining.

One thing about rainy days is that it stops you from going outside to do stuff I like to do like walking, jogging and running. One can run in the rain and if you're like me, you will imagine you're doing army training or a star in some movie.

So rain, please go away, please come back another day.

"I'm a presbyterian"

My father tells me he is Presbyterian.  Odd.  Why not cut right to the chase now and have me say he is only saying that to feel obliged to something or someone, like other things I suspect have happened.  I don't know who reads this blog exactly but I must have offended someone.  Perhaps someone local to me has felt the need to come in to my parents home to convert them or officially prop them up as Christians to try and piss me off.  He would be better off joining the Freemason church, they seem to know more than most.  Regardless of me saying that though, I won't be.

And what if my parents aren't Christians?  It shouldn't mean they are Russian sympathising communists.  My mother has a well held belief in Jesus, I sense.  Then, it could be human nature or something else.  What has happened here could be an example of righteousness.  Christian righteousness.

I find it strange he tells me that, creating somewhat a division between me and him.  For me, it could be a good thing once I have got past all the what does it mean instantly crap.  I mean, he should be on the inside of this secret police now.  I had my brief glimpse in 2003.  I didn't quite get to qualify for Ziggy.  What?

Who knows what my parents are really up to.  Not only now but over the past twenty five years.  It could be they're secret Freemasons?  But also mob family?  British spies?  Funny, because I have difficulty expressing myself the same way I would orally.

Perhaps we'll just never know.

Winter

It sure is chilly here.  I am guessing that we're getting southerly winds from the mountains.  Its as if a button has been pushed because the change has been so sudden.  It is known that seasons change gradually but from my experiences, it is different.

Off topic.  Google has somehow listed my 'Terror Of Crime Against Humanity' blog entry when you search my handle, unwashedflyer.  You will also get my gamespot.com history.  The thing is, I had this blog set to not allow Google or any search engine to do that, but the powers that be have got their way again.

Songs for japan

I think I need to review this blog to find out what direction I'm taking it.

If you live under a rock like me, you won't know that Japan got hit by an earthquake, a tsunami, then a nuclear crisis that is still happening but not on the scale of Chernobyl.  I came out from under my rock to find that out, though.  They got pulverised.  To my knowledge, it hasn't been since 1992 or 1996 Japan got hit severely.  I could be confusing what has happened there with the San Francisco earthquake.  Mother Nature, you cruel woman.

The music industry thinks that songs will make it all better.  Songs For Japan is out now.  If you want to help Japan and listen to, from what I have heard, some well crafted music, for a change and also have a good reason to actually pay for it instead of downloading the entire album, well go and get it.

My interest was sparked every time when I heard the commercials.

Songs For Japan.

Whoopsy doodle

Here is the rest of the entry "Penthouse Australia" for you read.  I forgot to punch the rest of it in.

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Anyones best bet for porn is the Internet.  It reigns supreme.  The difference is money and how available it is.  Whether there is an ideology behind it, I am not sure.  Like tacos's and Latin Americans?  Church communion and communism?

If you can, like me, do that, do so.  I think I would have preferred an American Penthouse.

A stalinist feel?

So... my intrusive friend has decided to come back and put a profile image of the hammer and sickle which used to represent China on their national flag, but really all began in what was known as the U.S.S.R. (United Stalinist Soviet Republic).

I thought this guy was some random person, probably Catholic or something who didn't like the content I put up.  Well, I felt the same way about Hiro blog so I chose not to go back.  I don't know how he... or she... continues to get my passwords to gain access to the control panel of this blog.

Now, I am confused.  I guess I surrender my communist, capitalist... WHATEVER YOU ARE... friend!  I mean, it could be worse, I guess.  He could have put up the Freemasonry compass or the president of the United States seal (in the latter case, he would actually have to be the president).  I will walk away from this computer asking myself whether my secret admirer will come back to totally wreck my blog by binning all of the now one hundred and forty posts or manipulate it in some other way to suit himself or him and his elite team of hackers or something.

Please, whoever you are, let me and this blog be!

Penthouse Australia

Yes, there will be another blog entry you friggin' freaks.

Adult shops seem to be struggling to make that dollar.  With the abundance of pornography on the Internet that at the turn of the millennium was pictures and movie trailers, has found a home on mobile phones and YouTube like moving picture sites today giving them a run for their money.

Penthouse Australia, with obviously an Australian flavour have done something that the heroine addicted Larry Flynts girlfriend of 'The People Versus Larry Flynt' said shouldn't be done, mix religion with their adult content.

Is it necessary?  I don't think so.  Rather, it is an example of the everything changed world we live in and could be an expression of the people who operate the publication.

Meg White of the White Stripes as staff writer?  She left music for porn?  Is that what this means?  Or is she another Meg White?

Some of the content, I was impressed... the other, the opposite.  Its as if they do that on purpose, print out crap porn.

Hiro blog

That Malaysian dudes blog is still on my mind.  I have stopped following it but the memory remains.

This public access computers network must have a Trojan horse on it that made me click on to blog after blog of Latin Americans that day.  But, also his, about a month ago.  It would be better for Blogger to have variety in their randomisation of their 'next blog' blogs, not just like one group.  What if, like me, people don't want to be bombarded by a continuous stream of Christian blogs?  That's what happened.  Maybe its just me.

Malaysians.  You can't spell Malaysian without l a y.  Lay.  God, I am such a dickhead.  Or, capitalist poster boy faggot.  I have already explained about all of that.  There is someone out there who reads this in a dark room, recording it all down, analysing every word, analysing anything else to do with my blog speak.  Should I be flattered that someone is taking a peculiar interest like that in this blog?

I know who it might be.  Its the NAMBLA (North American Man Boy Love Association) president who sees me as not god, but a god.

Japanese anime is evil.

Convicted

Its official, I'm a criminal.  My attitude leading up to yesterday (my court date) was adamant that I wanted to plead guilty.  So, I did.  There was a strong likelihood that I would have been found guilty anyway but I was thinking, logically, I could defend myself in a trial.  Well, that pretty much all went out the window when my mind changed earlier this week.

My experience in the New Zealand justice system has not been good.  They accept corruption and they accept above the law thinking that I believe, will eventually become the norm as it is a mix of street justice and biblical word.  They get their way every time.

I thought I was going to die, but I'm still here.  Clayton Weatherston, a famous high profile murderer that I suspect the high and mighty media have picked out because of how he looks, compared to other cases, has this week appealed his conviction.

My reaction?  I don't think I really know what to think.  Apparently in prison he is nicknamed Chucky, as in the life like horror movie puppet.  I guess it could be like the David Bain murders.  There could have been a third person or rather, someone else entirely who murdered his family and like Clayton, David got the blame.  A theory that the media have been always quick to rule out.

There is a creep that shadows this country and it needs to be dealt with then put away once and for all.

Battle: los angeles

I haven't seen this movie yet and I don't think I really want to.  The point I will make however is, Hollywood is trying to sell the war on terrorism to all of us with the action in Libya happening simultaneously.

Cheap.  And I think I can even call it disgraceful. 

Where was Hollywood during Dubya?  I don't remember those clowns running to aid his agenda like this, in this way, back then.  Am I looking at this the wrong way?  What if Libyans (being the aliens) invaded that city and had to fight, fittingly, the Marines?  The United States, I believe, have decided to stay out of Libya on second thought.

Then, its like Avatar by James Cameron.  Movies such as that and this 2011 offering are provoking thought about the war on terrorism.  A war that is going to end suddenly one day apparently.

If Hollywood gets it wrong, then watch out.  For now, the liberalised movie industry reverses roles and has done so again with the war as motivation it seems.  It is almost as if the movie was made timed to have some kind of social sway after release.

"Its all over people!  We don't have a prayer!" - Reverend Lovejoy

Capitalist posterboy faggot?

Wow.  Is that what I am?  It is now obvious to me that this blog has been entered by someone that doesn't have access privileges and edited my settings by putting in that bigoted crap.

Well, I don't think I really consider myself a capitalist, first of all.  It isn't as if I am some big money man on Wall St..  Also, a posterboy?  Wow.  Am I like some role model for people who choose to look up to me, who admire who I am all about?  Wow.  I don't believe I am one of those either.  And, a faggot.  That is a heap of wood or a "faggot" of wood from the bible.  That is where the word faggot has come from.  Given that, I am guessing this blog has been attacked by some riled up conservative Catholic or somebody like that.  But that could be a longshot.

I guess if that is what I am then I can run with that for a while... why don't we?  Oh, the password has been changed to the blog just in case you decide to do anything else to my virtual pride and joy.  I don't know how you knew I was going to post up my last entry before I did.

The capitalist posterboy faggot is saying goodbye, everyone!

To whom it may concern

You probably read this blog, and you know who you are, I don't know really who you are exactly and for your information, I haven't written this blog entry down like I usually do.

So... the rivalry continues. An unnecessary rivalry that does nothing but hurt and torment me each day. Rebel alliance? Please. If any rebellion is going on here it is from me and probably only me. I am just, like, such a special person. I am like, so special. My sarcasm should be obvious in those last two sentences, but seriously... The exclusiveness that I have is something I wish I didn't and also something that has been forced upon me by the person who I am trying to refer to in my title.

I mean, it is so easy. But I think I can gather that you just want to make me suffer until I fall down and die. What do I mean by easy? I mean that you can end everything, the conspiracy being waged upon me with socialist means and just leave it at that. This is my life we're talking about here but knowing you, you don't care because I don't obey your righteous god or Allah... or technology.

You are all on the same page singing from the same songsheet. Because of this, I am led to believe you are all against me so I am in my own rebellion anyway. That includes everyone regardless of political alignment and so on... you all need to get off my case, for good.

I think I am done. The madness must stop. The righteous conspiracy must end.

My blog

The summer of 2010/2011 is almost well and truly over.  Over that time, I took almost one hundred photos, mainly of cruise ships and the August 2nd, 2009, WWE Smackdown house show.

I could display all the photos on a new blog page?  How about pick out the best and show only them here?  There are many options.

I used my camera phone and the zoom isn't great.  Yesterday, for example, I had the opportunity to photograph an airforce Hercules but the bulging green aircraft to the naked eye appeared like a the size of a small bird on my screen so I thought, why bother.  I managed to get one of a cat posing for me.  That's about as interesting as it gets, really.

The pictures I took of my dull life will come soon.

Waikato invasion?

To you, this will give you an idea of my location.  Don't stalk me.  Otherwise, I might kill you.

This entry is about the take-over I have noticed of this province, the Bay of Plenty, by the mighty Waikato.  Our north western neighbouring province.

The Bay of Plenty Steamers, our provincial rugby union team, do not have a place in the Super 14 competition for various reasons.  With that, the Waikato Chiefs do.  They have decided to consider themselves the "Mt. Maunganui Chiefs", the Bay of Plenty as "Chiefs Country", or "Waikato Chiefs Country".  It doesn't make sense.  What has happened can be regarded as a take-over by the Waikato rugby union.  More nonsense, that said the Eastern Bay of Plenty is "the heart of Chiefs country".  If I was in the "heart", I would be in Cambridge of the province.

I think I would rather be backing our Steamers instead of our attention attempted to be diverted away from them to a Super 14 team that makes us feel like we're one of them, when we really aren't.  As for the Waikato Draught flowing here... it always has, but that doesn't mean we should forget who we really are, the people of the Bay of Plenty.

Heres hoping for an eventual inclusion in the Super 14 competition.  Then, we won't have to feel like we're somebody we aren't.

It could happen?