I am like Herpes

Well due the kindness of a dear friend who helped get the site off the ground from the start the park will go on. As of the 24th we are on a new server and things seem good. Would of been a sad day to see it close but not just yet. The members are what make the place what it is and we will stay as long as they stay. Thanks for all the support.

The End of an Era

The 24th of this week the hosting site I have used for the past few years will be closing down. What this means is I am more then likly not continuing with the trailerpark or the blog. Due to lack of time, motivation and just plain ole’ weariness it is possibly time to move. What does this mean, just another chapter closed in my life. Does it mean I am gone for good. No way in hell. I do have some ideas I am working on and may come back in a new form. I want to thank everyone, all the mods, present and past, Aggie, Philip, Gus and all the countless others that made it a success. But will all things, change comes. There will never be another site quite like the park, ever. I will hold the domain for a few years unless someone wants it that will put it to good use. But as of the 24th the board will be gone unless a miracle steps in. Just busy and short on motivation. Thanks to everyone and take care. Chad

What is done is done….

Well after much time and thought I have decided it is time to halt the blog and playing Buck as he is known, not sure of what that means. I have enjoyed the past few years and the park will remain open it’s just life is very iffy right now. I have learned lately that as myself it is hard enough to maintian me and keeping the creativity of Buck and his humor is too much to deal with. It may seem hard to explain but I have noticed that over the past few years I have neglected taking care of myself an my life and lived in what I call a online life. I have seen the local interent scene come and go with the likes of many. Buck was created out of lighheaterness and humor but I lack that side now. I have went through times of this for short periods but this time I cannot seem to shake it. Bloggin has lost it’s joy, hell I have lost joy in everything. For that I don’t want to destroy the fun memories I had. My creativity and canny posts are a distant memory. I seen it coming but I kept going towards it. I seen myself go from the fun loving Buck to the bitter person that I am. But I want to thank all the readers of the blog and all the support I have recived over the years. To Gus, the guys of SETXONLINE, Mike, Dr. Pong, Gulf Coast Gab and the many others, even Philip, thanks for the fun times and hope one day to return when the clouds pass.

Buck……….

Why Obama?

It amazes me how everyone is supporting this guy who has absolutely no experience as a leader in any capacity. I am not going to sit here and try to sound like I know much about politics like bloggers like Gus and Philip. But the simple fact is here is a man who attends church at a very racially charged “place of worship” who members think it is worth applauding a so called minister for using profane language. It makes me laugh to hear them all clapping for a man using the words “God Damn” on the pulpit. The simple fact is the majority of people are just sitting there with there fingers in their ass and not standing up against this man. Obama has said he does not support all of his pastors views which is fine an dandy. But you cannot tell me for one minute he does not share the same ideas of his pastor and good friend. Not sure about you but when I do attend a church I usually pick on who shares the same values and beliefs as myself. But what can Obama say to this all? Sure I resent white folks and I am anti-semitic. The fact remains if Obama was 100% white and had an affiliation with a Christian Identity church he would be crucified plain and simple. I for the life of me cannot understand why White Americans do not see this as a threat. Is this a quilt issue, a token for white America? A vote simply to say “we are not racist”. I for one have mulled over the reasons why I would vote for Obama based on experience and such and for one I cannot think of one damn reason I would even cast a vote for him. But I can list several reasons why I wouldn’t vote for him. Like they say “birds of a feather flock together” and this is one bird I don’t. But when one looks across the board and considers our choices for America the picture looks very vague. I hate to say it but whether you a Democrat or a Replublican the fact is we are all screwed for the next few years and the future looks even vaguer. With no hope waiting in the wings it looks bad. Hell even Rhonda could maybe win this one.

Getting older

I have had bloggers block for sometime now, hell going on weeks. Guess crime sprees and politics have got rather boring. You can only pick over local politicians and Port Arthur so many times. Besides it gets kind of old ragging on local cities and only pointing out their shortfalls yet never offering a solution or idea to improve things. In a way the past few months have just been a real hustle and bustle at least in my mind. But my latest revelation this past few weeks has been my sudden obsession with getting old. I was startled the other night to notice how much white and grey hair I am starting to find in my facial hair. I know, chuckle it up, but this is disturbing. I have even noticed wrinkles in my face, the horror. Of course there are those that say, Buck the best years are to come. But to me that is just what old people say because well lets be honest they are old. There is nothing graceful or joyous about losing hair or getting grey hairs. Nothing graceful about noticing pathches of hair growing in places where they are not suppose to be. Others may not notice this about you but when you look in the mirror you notice them more yourself. I went to the doctor the other day and I might add she was quit the hottie for a dr., thought man she is a looker. She thought is was a good time to tell me I needed to lose about 20 pounds, ouch. When I got home of course I stared in the mirror nude and thought she is crazy, as long as I stood forward towards the mirror all fine but at a side shot, well let’s say the gut was sticking proudly. That is when things went down hill from that moment. I began to notice little Buck was not visible while sitting on the commode anymore, hidden by the 20 pound gut created by boudain at midnight and 32 oz Dr. Peppers. The fact is my penis is the measurement of my life. What once stood proud is now shadowed by the belly of an aging man that once was accented by a nice flat stomach. Bending over to grab something is now preceded by a deep breath and the holding of it as bend down only to stand back up, red faced and out of breath. Being checked out by the girl at the local Walgreens in no longer ended with a flirtatious smile or gesture, but now with a here is your receipt sir, Sir? I am now being called, Mr, Sir, and all the other names old men are called. I take a shower at 700pm after watching the local news and have even noticed myself watching Wheel of Fortune now, dear God what’s next, Nilla Cookies and spending evenings with my dogs and cats? No matter what anyone says getting older is not fun, being young is where it was at. Endless Summer nights with friends, when all that mattered was having 5 bucks for gas and plans to hang out at Taco Bell and bullshit with friends. Not talking about the days of bars or clubs yet, but the days before. When you spent all day Friday sitting at your desk thinking about who you were going to get to buy your beer. I think back to one of the last days I remember when these days still existed. Me and two of my good friends where skipping school and going to Houston for the day, I remember we were in my buddies Camaro with T-Tops and had my feet hanging out the window with the warm sun shining on my face. For some reason that day lingers in my mind. Had I known how fast it was all going to come to end and only be a memory I would of warned them and we would of kept driving, never stopped, just us friends and the radio and dreams of the future. But instead of the hum of the car and our favorite songs, it’s the hum of nose hair trimmers and the smell of hair dye.

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Buck needs a J.O.B

Well another fine day in the life of Buck, went to work to pick up my check today and got the good old ROF slip. So back to the soup line for dinner. Anybody with a job lead, let me know. Got some yard work or need a male escort I am open all week, hell the next year.

I wanted to post something

Clever today as my new bog since I been gone but dammit, nothing came to mind.

Quick Post

Well due to my lack of time my posts have been eradicate. Want to thank all of those who check daily on my posts and will be back in the near future posting more often. Want to report on some stories that caught my interest this week. First one is a Port Arthur dog catcher shot down a vicious wienie dog in the streets of Port Arthur. Man this story is one that just makes you sit dumbfounded and wonder, how did he figure out where to write his name on the application. This guy is apparently a total puss and should get a job at Chuck E Cheese. Mr. Thomas was overheard saying the reason he shot the dog is cause no one had been shot all day in Port Arthur so something had to be shot or what would everyone think? I want to award Thomas with the Idiot of the Month award and say next time you go out on a call about an animal for God’s sake don’t forget your balls at the office. In other Port Arthur news I notice all the Bartie election signs throughout the area. Got a slogan for your campaign Mr. Bartie, Don’t write Checks your Ass can’t Cash. I am sure some will know what this means. Three words for you Retail Merchants Association.

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Also this weeks job seminar went over real well at Ford Park, two school districts, BISD and PAISD met for some down home fist fighting. Got to love these kids, if they aren’t filming themselves for Youtube they are out fighting at the job fairs. Parents pushed for seatbelts on the buses, how about pushing for a big box of “ass whooping”. I am sorry say what you want to say but these two school districts are pathetic. The kids are pathetic and nothing more then a bunch of punks. I don’t care what anyone says this would never, ever happen with say Port Neches and Nederland or Vidor and Evadale. One has to ask themselves what is it that makes it always happen with PAISD, please someone tell me. You can blame it on whatever you see fit and I will allow. PAISD has become the cesspool of SETX and I say keep them all locked up in the damn school. They deserve no field trips, no programs, nothing. Just pathetic.

But enough of my ranting for today..Say dry and keep your eyes closed. Buck

Friday and more of Time Warner Sucks

Well due to a recent move I got settled into my new place. Ok not settled in but the air mattress looks really nice on the floor. But I called up good old Time Warner and told them I needed new service at the house. Well they were excited to let me know for 6 months I would get a discount of 29.99 for RR and for cable about the same. No deposit needed but I did need 140.00 cash for them when they hooked it up. Which means nothing when it comes to a technical sense. So I said, sure no problem. Then I got to thinking this is pathetic 140.00 for what? They said this includes the first months bill. So almost 80.00 in install and startup, kiss my ass. I go down there to talk to them, mind you they are coming in the morning. I ask how about a self install, you give me the kit and I will do it. Oh, we still charge you 20.00 for that. So you are going to charge me 20.00 to drive down there and pick up the shit and install it myself, amazing. So I say you know what I just want internet and not cable I will use Dish. They say ok, that will be 59.00 a month for RR cause your not a cable user. You got to be kidding me. Time Warner is like a bunch of crack dealers. The best part is it took me an hour standing in line to hear this shit. The simple fact is they never even tried to make a deal with me or make things right. Why is that cause they have the local area sewed up. Give us some competition and you will see a whole new attitude.

Also I wanted to comment on Philip’s Tidbits. It’s better for me to POOP on.

Rest In Peace Bobby

Yesterday Nederland lost a great man to a long battle with Cancer. Those of you who ever shopped at Cherry’s Fun and Gift Shop in Nederland I am sure met the man who always had a smile on his face and a piece of gum in his mouth. Bobby Cherry who owned the shop that has been a fixture in this area for years finally went home to rest, probably one of the first days he ever rested in his life. He also was that guy who was always willing to help you when you were looking for something in the Auto Dept of Walmart. He is probably the last employee who actually cared about helping people. He was always there when you were in need, never turned a chance down to help someone or just to give advice. I had the pleasure of calling him my Father In Law for five years and in those 5 years I learned a lot about what it meant to be a man and earn your keep. Bobby you will be missed, your smile, your laugh, your humor. I know I didn’t see you much the past few years but your words linger in my head alot. You were the example of what a hardworking man is and a providor and a husband. You will be missed Bobby…my prayers and thoughts to the Love of Bobby’s life, Linda and the family he left behind. I know Heaven is full of laughter tonight and the smile goes on……..