Mushrooms mushrooms mushrooms

Ok, so living in Germany, recycling is a really important topic to Americans. Mostly because when we move here we are coming from a society where recycling is not very important, to a society where it takes a high priority. So when I hear about things that could revolutionize the way the World recycles, it gets me kinda excited(Boring I know).

So Americans are REALLY BAD at recycling. Just outside my building we have three containers. One for trash, one for cardboard, and one for plastic bottles. They are all right next to each other. It really annoys me that when I take out my trash and recycling, there will be a gigantic cardboard box sitting on top of the trash, three feet from the cardboard container.

This morning I saw a really cool video on Yahoo news(My wife Insisted I watch). Here is the Link Freaking mushrooms! The legume I love is about to change the world. It has always been a gastronomical success. Mushrooms are a really good source of vitamins and minerals and even help you lose weight. Plus if you eat the right ones, its a really fun high :P. but this, I tip my hat to you Mr. Legume.

Mushrooms just reinvented themselves to be arguably the most useful thing on the globe(Maybe an exaggeration). But to be able to literally eat plastic. That could revolutionize the way we recycle, not to mention growing Styrofoam from recycled food waste. Who thinks of these things. I don't really care, but the guy who found the mushroom that eats plastic deserves a Nobel Peace Prize.

The Kids... and spanking!

I am having one of those weeks, where I remember all the times my mom said while chasing me across the house with a red high heel shoe; "Wait til you have kids, I hope they act like you do."  With my upcoming deployment I think they are taking it hard this time.  Last time they didn't really change the way they were acting, until I left.  This time my oldest has had a crazy attitude, and trouble paying attention.  My youngest is just being himself, but for anyone who knows him, that's not saying much.  I guess I will have to write another blog explaining that situation some other time.  The crazy part is, I would have gotten my ass whooped had I had the attitude they do.  I would have never gotten away with it.

With people becoming more liberal about raising kids, people get pitchforks and torches if you even talk about spanking. So even though it worked, and there was only a little bit of trauma involving handcuffs and such, it is worth it.  I actually think the world would be a better place if it weren't for all the liberal parents that actually want their kids to like them.  Don't get me wrong, I don't condone abuse, there is a definite line that shouldn't be crossed, but spanking works.  The crazy thing is, a lady in Texas just went to jail, because she spanked her kid, on the ass, with her open palm, and did not even leave a mark.  Texas Law states that it is okay to spank with an open palm on the butt. I think it's outrageous that this judge totally ignored the law, and did what he thought was right.  Which brings me to my point, that even though the law is on your side when it comes to spanking, the judges, adn the people who decide to prosecute them, can do what they want.

All they are doing, is making it harder to be a good parent, who's kids respect them, and respect others.  I can't even go on the playground behind my house without hearing 10 year old kids calling each other mother fuckers and bitches.  What has the world come to that you can't even raise your kids the way you want to.

To the parents of the little girls who took my sons scooter:

Your kids might come to you and say that their scooter was stolen tonight. It was, by it's owner. This is exactly why we etched my sons full name onto it. So once again, fuck you...

Explanation:

About three weeks ago, my sons Razor Scooter was stolen off of the playground while he was outside playing.  Naturally this really bothered me.  We live in a tiny community, where everyone literally knows everyone.  We knew that it wouldn't be long before we found it, because we etched his name into it.  Last night around four o'clock or so, my wife notices a little girl ride to the park on what looks like his scooter.  She had to pull me away from the door because I was going to go out and check while they were out there.  She said "Just wait and take the dog for a walk  It's less obvious that way."  I waited, took the dog out, and walked the direction that the girls were walking to find out where they went.  Because our community is so small it was pretty easy to find.  

I noticed where it was sitting, but because there were a bunch of people around I couldn't get close enough to see the etching that my wife put on it.  I took the dog home, determined to return later and find out if it was his. Yesterday being St. Patrick's Day, people were partying all night and I didn't get a chance to go back.

Tonight, while taking the dog out, I grabbed my flashlight, a poop bag and the leash and set out with my detective dog, Izzy, to find out if it was his.  We walked over there, and upon closer inspection found his full name engraved into the same two spots.  So I brought it home, and now after plenty of Facebook traffic over the incident I am writing a blog about it.

Our Army Community depends on Army Values, theft is against the Army values which is why this sort of thing pisses me off so much.


I think this is enough, I will update if anything interesting happens because of this.

Good Night

Up and Running

First things first, this blog has nothing to do with the infamous group of hackers that call them selves Anonymous.  While I respect what they do, this blog will have nothing to do with them. 

My blog is more for me, and my friends.  A safe place to vent frustrations and maybe a little bit of deep curiosity that I try to foster for myself.

I am "Anonymous"  but I prefer to go by Brett.  I have a wonderful, often challenging family and work life.  The fun part of it is that I never know what is going to happen.  I often find my self laughing at the "interesting" things that happen at home and work.  So I think I will make fun of them here.   

I live and work in Europe, and I do a little bit of local travel,  I don't often get to enjoy the "travel channel" touristy things that go on in some of the places I go, but my family finds interesting ways to spend our "minications".  So I suppose I will put a little bit of that in there also.  

I am not going to do a full on introduction because I think that you will get to know me as I continue to write in my blog.   Here goes nothing...

-Brett  (p.s.  I did not create this picture, I pulled it off of http://yotsubasociety.org/facesofanonptii)

25 Things you probably don't know about me...

1. It wasn't until I was 17 and living on the streets that I understood why my dad divorced my mom.

2. I tell people that I am allergic to peas but really, they just make me gag, because of the texture.

3. As much as I love to cook, working as a cook in a restaurants make me tired of it.

4. If I had 24 hours left to live and could do anything, it would be fishing.

5. If I could live anywhere in the world it would be Portland, Oregon.(sorry hun i know you don't like rain)

6. I have pretended to have imaginary friends in order to scare people I didn't like, it worked.

7. I got hit by a car when I was eight, actually, I t-boned him, I was walking.

8. I have never been, and never plan on going to a strip club.

9. I have random conversations with foreign strangers

10. I have been in twelve different countries and would like to make it to 30 before I die

11. I missed my own sons birth, but watched my nephew be born

12. I love fiercely and am extremely devoted to my wife.

13. the nerves in my body, run outside the muscles instead of inside the muscles which makes my body fall asleep really easily

14. I am 36 seconds older than my twin brother

15. I shot at a bear with a bb-gun just to see what would happen. nothing happened.

16. I have held a long conversation with my brother while having sex with my ex wife

17. I am good at spray painting on walls, it just never looked very good.

18. I drink my Iced tea UNSWEETENED, because why drink tea if you can't taste it.

19. for breakfast, the best meal is EVERYTHING, piled on top of EVERYTHING and mixed together with hot sauce and Sausage gravy.

20. I sleep with a teddy bear.

21. I am pagan. Not to be confused with my own religion regarding the flying horse known as Pagasus.

22. I am extremely patient, too much sometimes.

23. I lost a large chunk of my leg when I was five, somehow it grew back...

24. I once stole a girls cell phone from her on her birthday, and when she found out it was stolen, I threw it in the river.

25. I have stayed awake so long that I was hallucinating, 5 days.

Thank You

Thank you for life...
Thank you for everything you do...
Thank you for life...
Thank you for being there for me
thanks for everything you do...

Some one had to teach me how to walk and,
someone had to teach me how to talk
some one had to teach me just how to sing this song for you
which is why I just want to say thank you.

When I lie at wake at night I wonder, just how many people taught me life. I can't imagine life without the constant little lessons from strangers on the street. Some one had to teach you trust, and someone had to teach you lies. Someone had to show you love and someone had to receive it. For you would know not love without someone accepting it from you. You go through life learning lessons, attributing them to you, but without a rude clerk patience would be unknown, and without a nice waitress gratitude would be a foreign concept. without the pilot 35000 feet would never touch your eyes. Be grateful everyday, for life.

Happiness is bound to follow you if you allow it within the walls of self for those walls and thick and jaded, painted with the lies we tell ourselves about our own unhappiness. I am guilty myself of the jaded life. Let me teach you something. Let your ego be still and your mind be buzzing. Let your ears be perked and your eyes steady on my own. Thank you for everything, even the things that annoy and frustrate me, without them my patience would be weak and my ego enlarged. The meaning of life is not something to look for, its something to experience and no one else can do that for you. Every day is a new sheet of paper, and every moment is a new line on which to write. Thank you for your opinion because really, no matter what people think, it really does matter. Every experience every word, every gesture, every expression, every mistake, take away from it, don't let it's energy be wasted, if that energy has graced you, you are lucky.