Get the rat outta here
Not much has been going on lately; just a lot of studying and trying to keep up with my school work. Eight more weeks or so of didactic schooling left then I’m working for free for six months.
Well the past month or so Lugg-nutt and I have been hearing some strange noises at night. At first I thought it was a cat outside and thought nothing of it until I found some of my food had been gotten into. I went out and got some little mouse traps and set them up around the house. They were tripped that night and nothing was in ‘em; after that there wasn’t any more noise for a while. I thought I had won and scared off the little guy. I was wrong. Just about a week ago one of Lugg-nutt’s bones disappeared. Lugg always gets a big bone because she chews right through them. I searched for the bone high and low and soon found it behind the washer and dryer. I moved the small traps back there hoping to maybe now catch the little terds. Still there was nothing, not even one trap got tripped. The other day, Steve and I went to The Home Depot and picked up the mother of all rat traps, a huge plastic trap that can be set over and over again with out ever getting your hands dirty. I set that one up behind the washer and dryer where I had found the bone and left it over night in hopes of having a present the next morning. I checked it around noon yesterday and well there was still nothing caught. I was starting to get just a little agitated. My roomie Jeremy suggested that maybe we try behind the refrigerator and see how that goes, “his refrigerator… there is some space behind it because that is where the hot water heater is.” So we pulled out his fridge and placed the trap by what looked like might be and entrance point for the rat. With in two hours we heard what sounded like a gun shot, and there was
one dead rat. We got the rat into a bag and tossed it; reset the trap just incase, and placed it back where we had removed it from. Again within two or three hours there was another load crack; I ran to see if I were lucky again. When I checked the trap it was empty, my buddy Jonny “who had just recently showed up” was a little disappointed that he didn’t get to see my little pest. With the trap reset again I waited in hopes of victory. I laid on the couch watching TV and like a gun going off right outside the house I knew I had got this one. With a fast sprint to the kitchen I 
made it in time to see the nerves still twitching, “just a little gross.” I cleaned out the trap and placed it back by the rat hole. About seven this morning Jeremy had just gotten home and heard the trap go off again. Lugg-nutt woke me up because she was running around the room trying to get into the wall to see what was there. I stayed in bed for a little longer and when I got up I asked Jeremy if the trap got anything this morning, he frowned and said no luck. So now there is at least one more lurking in my walls, and once he gets a little hungry that peanut butter trap will succeed again in victory. Don’t get me wrong now, I can’t stand to kill another living creature but I don’t mind taking care of intruders. So don’t nobody think I’m some kind of weird animal killer, I wrote this to tell about my pests, and not to boast about killing.
Well I told my friend Sandy about these critters in my house and how I had taken care of them. Well she found a opportunity to play a nice little prank on me. This morning I went outside to let out Lugg and found that Sandy had left a coffin like box with a cross on it 
saying rest in peace randy the rat, “I never gave the thing a name.” I brought it inside and when I went to check my mail there was a flyer attached to the mail box. This flyer read “LOST RAT” it had a picture of a rat and said we had missed out pet rat Randy. Lol. As it turns out Sandy has placed these flyers around New Port Richey just for fun so when I’m out for a drive I’ll be reminded of the little pests that have tried to cohabitate with me. Oh yeah she got a flat tire while hanging the flyers, HAHAHAHA. Lol. Well I guess I’ll stop writing for now.
Peace
Michael the rat killer Trump
Mhe el Michael
Bloody hell!
So I got to talking to someone tonight, and well, now I’m a little distraught! So as most know I have wanted a kid for a long time now; a real long time. Well this conversation brought that up and well it kinda pissed me off cuz I want a little me. I’m ready and have been ready. Can I afford one at this minute? No. Have I met the right person? Who knows? Does that change the fact that I still want one? No! I know that, yeah it may be hard, but having a challenge in life lets you know you’re alive! Knowing that I want one is enough for me. If meeting the right person isn’t going to happen for me now, then as soon as I can afford it; I’m going surrogate, and it will be just me and a lil me. I don’t know why I have always wanted a kid, I just have, I want someone who depends on me, I want to be able to teach someone everything I know. Everyday that goes by I lose out on finding the person God intended me to find/meet. Now I’m also not saying I just want anyone even a surrogate would have to be just right. The nanny would also have to be the best person for the job. So I know what I want and the person I want “not necessarily by name” I hope that soon all will fall in to place and not out of place. A little me!! Any takers that just want to be prego and not want a kid just let me know.
So Jeremy wanted to have a few drinks with me and well; that TT couldn’t hang, his ass would like to say that he hasn’t had any sleep but neither have I and well I’m fine. That’s right; it’s Monday and I have had a few drinks and maybe that’s why I’m a little sensitive to the above subject. Jeremy is passed the hell out!! I’m still up, and just a little bored….
School is going good I guess. It’s almost over and I can’t wait until I am all done and get to finally make money. I just started pathophysiology and psychology. They seem like they are going to be fun. Oh yeah did I mention there is only ten weeks left of school. I have a lot to start to memorize before I go out into the field. Oh man there is a lot more to learn. Mrs. Calvert is trying her best to get the information to use “the students” but boy is it a lot to learn. I would like to say that I’m giving it my best but I’m not doing as much as I could be doing, and I need to change that soon before it’s to late. I have yet to take any pictures while at school and I guess soon I should start to because it wont be long before everyone goes their separate ways.
Well I’m going to do a little reading “Flush” and then I’m off to bed. Be a wag “not the motion but the person” and have fun.
I need a me
Michael el mhe
Sore from laughing!!
Hey hey hey everyone; so I have a great new funny story for ya’ll. So last night I went to my mom and step dad’s for some drinks and to play the Wii, which by the way was really fun and I recommend one for everyone. That’s not the funny story though, the funny story 
started on my way home from my mom and step dad’s. as I turned on to my street at around three in the morning, I saw with my tiered eyes what had looked like a body in the grass, and dangerously close to the road; so close in fact that part of his hand was actually in the street. I continued down the street to my house and called the New Port Richey Police to let them know that there may be someone in trouble at the end of my street. After about five minutes of waiting, I decided to head on down to the body and see if there were any sounds coming from it. I didn’t want to get to close just incase it was dead; so once I could hear it snoring I turned back toward my house and called the New Port Richey Police again, just to remind them that there could be someone in need of help. After I hung up, I thought it would be a good idea to go to the house and get my camera, Panasonic Lumix with a 12x zoom, just so I had a pic of this strange ass person sleeping in the grass. The cop finally showed up by the time I got back up the incapacitated body. The cop pulled up to the body that I was pointing at, and he shined his flood light down from the car on to the sleeping person. The officer got out of his car, walked up to the person, and then shined his super bright flashlight in the person’s eyes. There was no response to either of the super bright lights. Like any normal person would do in the same situation; the cop kicked the guy, not so hard that it would hurt but just hard enough that if there were cognitive abilities in the guys head he would have woken up. I guess it was more of a gentle nudge with the foot. The guy didn’t move, he was still snoring and so I then asked, “Hey can I take a picture, cuz this shit is funny.” The cop laughed and then agreed, he stepped back to make sure that he wasn’t in the picture. After I took the picture I could then tell that this was no grown adult sleeping in the grass, it was a kid. As it turns out, this kid was like four houses away from his own. Another cop showed up soon there after and both cops tried to wake this kid. The kid was out like a light, and the police called in to their head quarters saying they may need an ambulance. After about five minutes or so of both officers trying to wake the unconscious kid they finally got a response; the kid popped up and asked where he was, and the cops told him and quickly asked him for his name and address. The drunk promptly told them; the cops busted into laughter when they found out he was four houses away from home. One of the cops walked down to the kid’s house and got his parents. In the meantime, like any drunk does, the kid started rambling on and on about 
anything that came to thought. The cop who stayed to baby sit and I where highly entertained by this babbling fool. The other cop soon returned with the boy’s parents and that is where I left. I went home laughing all the way and promptly passed out since it was now four in the morning, so yes I watched the cops try to wake a drunken kid for like and hour. That was my funny night, and if you have never witnessed someone trying to wake a drunken person then you need to get out more!
Well my plans for today are to fold some laundry, study a little bit and read my new book Flush, which closely resembles my story from when I worked at Sun Cruz Casino Port Richey. Everyone should pick up a copy of it as soon as they can only because it is a great story and I think ya’ll will like it.
Well I think I have written enough and am going to get going now
Sore cheek muscles from laughing, Michael is out.
peace out my peep
Well today is a sad day for me; as ya’ll know Jackie and I are broke up, she still lived with me until today. At 4:50pm her plane took off for Buffalo, NY were she will now reside. Yes we were broke up but we were still friends, and I’ll still miss her while she is gone. TIA was cool I got a gate pass that allowed me to go all the way to the loading gate with them. Jackie needed help carrying all here crap. I took a few pictures so that people can see her off.
Okay well she just called and she made it safe and was I a hurry to get off the phone though. Oh well, hope she has fun.
Well school is going good I just my report card and well I got all good grades and I’m glad to say I passed physics, with a C of course. All the rest of my grades were better though. So ya’ll I will have time to hang out a little… well not really I got lots of studying to do, but I will try to get out and say hi once in a while.
I really should get to my homework and then to bed
Question Everything!
Trump!
Old Time Radio
Old Time Radio
Old Time Radio shows are a fantastic piece of modern history that is slowly being forgotten despite the efforts of those who find them fascinating. Radio shows were not just a talk show, they were so much more; radio shows were a play with no stage, a television episode with no picture; radio is its own medium that gives the listeners imagination a wonderful workout. Drama, comedy, soap operas, mystery, and science fiction were all played out over the air; the actors voices combined with state of the art sound effects created a story that would paint the listener a vivid picture of what the actors were going through, a suspenseful adrenalin rush when the hero was in trouble could always expected. Old time radio had a good run though out its short history and deserves recognition; from the beginning to its end Old Time Radio entertained all classes of people who listened, and still listen to today.
When radio first came out it was just for hobbyists; when the hobbyists got bored, they started playing records over their hams (a simple short or long range radio), which led to a new medium for comedians like Jack Benny and Eddie Cantor to perform. With comedians opening the doors to this medium they pioneered “situational comedy” and soon writers found themselves compelled to write for this new form of entertainment, and so was born the radio show. Family’s found themselves around the radio every night to find out what was going to happen to their favorite radio character; the afternoons of the 30’s, 40’s, and 50’s were filled with soap operas for the house wives to listen, as their television descendents do today. Sadly once television took off, radio show funding dwindled, big productions moved to television causing large gaps in airtime to form; once again stations started playing records signaling the death of the radio show.
Although television killed the radio god, much of the radio’s life was transformed into something that is still recognizable today; many radio shows became television shows (Gunsmoke and Dragnet come to mind) and a select few were even granted a chance at the silver screen. One of the most famous shows that took the chance of reincarnation to the silver screen was “The War of the Worlds”; a novel turned radio show, so well adapted that it had the power to scare a nation during its original Halloween broadcast in 1938. In 1953 “The War of the Worlds” made its first big screen appearance, and once again in an updated 2005 version; its not the only radio show that has made it to today’s version of the entertainment world, but it was my first introduction to our American radio history, causing this fantastic curiosity toward old radio shows.
About a year ago I found myself so curious about how the original “The War of the Worlds” sounded that I had to find a copy of the original broadcast; I found a copy online, listened to it and was not impressed. I did not want to let one show spoil all the hype that my grandparents and elderly friends had built up in me so I continued to seek out different shows that were preformed during that time frame and soon found myself engulfed in a whole new world that ran parallel to HDTV and Xbox360; my television only came on for “House MD”; my Xbox360 must really be missing me too. From ITunes to Xm satellite radio, I found that Old Time Radio is every where if you just look for it. I have grown fond of a few shows and one in particular; “Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar” (CBS, 1949-52) the man with the action packed expense account. He is not just a gum-shoe, but a freelance insurance investigator who solves crimes by putting together clues, interviewing suspects, and gut hunches.
Now as much as I enjoy Johnny Dollar, his show is not the only one I listen to; my ITunes radio runs all day and all night so that I can enjoy all the different shows and writing styles that were so prominent in the early days of radio. Detective stories as a whole are really my cup of tea, I also like the science fiction stories played in the line up one ITunes. When my Nana visits she too enjoys remembering how entertainment used to be when she was younger. Our American radio history is such an extraordinary history that it should not become just noise stored away in a museum somewhere. It is not just the history of our radio that should be told; the stories that were told over the air are just as important. These stories, I am so glad still are being aired today, and I hope that my children can enjoy them just as I have, the same way my grandparents did.
Michael Trump
The burning Towel?
So yesterday on my way to school was almost a disaster, partly because I took a different way to school. I have to go to Office Depot to get my argumentative paper printed since I no longer have a printer at home. After I left Office Depot I started down us19 like normal, except I was way north of where I normally get onto 19; I was also driving a little faster than normal, but I was staying right with traffic and only passing people in the slow lane and no one else. As I came up on Main street I saw them both, a Mustang “the exact same color as the Lincoln” flying past me like I was standing still and a cop in one of the Charger things; the cop pulled out and I was like boy that guy is screwed. It took a few seconds for the cop to make his way threw traffic; once he did to my surprise, he got behind me; the bastard! I could not believe that he was behind me; we were at the Main street light and when I turned green his lights came on. I was pissed; so pissed the I was picked from the crowd, and now I’m going to be late for school. From the center lane where I was; I maneuvered my way to the slow lane and then into the little parking lot of a pawn shop just south of Main. I put my land yacht into park shut it off and put the keys on the dashboard. While doing those few things and scrambling for my license and registration, I could smell some terrible smelling smoke. At first I thought just my luck the car is on fire; I looked at the hood to see if any smoke was coming out from under it, and there wasn’t any; I looked in the mirrors and out the windows for this rancid smelling smoke. To my left up against a telephone poll was the source; a burning towel or fabric of some sort. The cop seen it to and before coming to my window he walked over to the material and kicked it to the sidewalk, he then stomped on it a few times to snuff the fire. After a few seconds of putting out the fire he started to walk up to my car, and well he didn’t make it far; the towel lit up again and with more smoke this time. The officer stomped it some more; waited a few seconds and it lit right back up. I guess he had had enough, the man walked over to his car grabbed the fire extinguisher fiddled with the locking pin and then spayed the small but persistent fire. Well fire extinguishers put out fires don’t they? He came up to my window, apologized for the fire and taking so long, I nodded; handed him my paper work. He looked at me and said, “I pulled you over for doing sixty in a forty-five.” I wanted to say “bullshit the guy in the Mustang was doing seventy then!” but I kept my mouth shut. He started for his car and then it happened again; flames a foot high coming from this rag with more smoke than ever. Before the officer got into his car he sprayed the flames down with more stuff and a longer burst this time; then got in his car only for a minute and poof more fire more smoke. He got out of the car came up to mine and said “Slow down it would have been a $204 ticket, I’ll move my car” I was like thank God for the burning rag. As I backed up the towel was still burning a one of the fake fire trucks was crossing the median, I wasn’t about to wait for him to put out the fire I didn’t want the cop changing his mind about the ticket! I left as quickly and slowly as possible. So for like twenty minutes a rag burned and in turn saved me from a hefty ticket that at this time I could not afford. I am not saying any thing bad about the cops’ efforts on trying to put out the little fire that could. He tried and the fire just would not go out. I’m am so glad I got out of that ticket; oh yeah I was twenty minutes late for class. Until next time drive slow, no one wants a ticket!
Mike
Wait is that all you thought I was going to write; well your crazy, I got more to say!
Um…. Just a few more days until Jackie moves to NY and I’ll be home all alone. Well I’ll have lugg to hang with and I’ll have lots of studying to do so I guess I’ll be okay. I’m 13 weeks no smoking and am so proud!!! Well I guess that’s all I’m going to write; I’m hungry and want to get something to eat.
Mike ttys
Toothache
It’s 4:41am I just woke up with a toothache; this damn thing hurts so badly now. It has been two days and now I think, no no no, now I know that I am going to see some one tomorrow. It doesn’t really even hurt as bad in my tooth as it does in my jaw now; so I’m a little worried that there may be more to this dental ache than just a broken tooth. If any one has ever had an abscess tooth then you’ll know my pain and it’s a pain that wouldn’t be wished on our worst enemy. The whole right side of my face is swollen, my lips on the same side are numb “that feels kinda cool” and my jaw feels like its going to break from the pressure. There is even a little knot on the bone just bellow the tooth. I have done most of the sore tooth remedies and none have seemed to work at all. I have clove oil “that did the trick last time”. I tried garlic cloves smashed and placed in the cheek by the tooth; then placed “with a new clove” on the opposite wrist of the sore tooth. I swished salt water and garlic oil. Smashing the garlic and swishing the garlic both made me puke. Yet none of the above seemed to help at all. I have also swished away close to a half bottle of fluoride, half bottle of mouth rinse, and half bottle of peroxide. Those three washes done in a row seem to give the most relief from the pain. Ibuprofen hasn’t seemed to help all that much either this time. So I sit here in pain and write to all who will read.
Since I can’t sleep I have decide to write again for once. I have been a little busy here lately and haven’t really had a chance to write much. I have even had a little bit of writers block when I have wanted to write. My last posting was done in a rush. That is why the Ron Paul videos aren’t showing up on here. But you don’t need me for Ron Paul videos, just Youtube search Ron Paul. He in my hopes will be next president. His ideas are set on how this country was founded, and that is what we need in this day and age. As much as I love this country I think it is falling apart at its seems; and no one seems to care as long as their pockets stay full. Newsbreak if the dollar isn’t worth anything then all the American money ever printed wont help you. All and all I think this country should go back to its gold standard. That may sound crazy to some but hey cash may be king but gold will always be. Some of Ron Paul’s theories seem a little drastic and seem even a little scary; but that comes from having a dependency on our federal government. I’m not quite a political writer yet and I don’t have the vocabulary to really explain all about Ron Paul and his ideas so stop reading this and google video Ron Paul. You’ll find so many good videos with him being interviewed and such. So if you really want to help change the world we live in then watch his videos, become a republican before the preliminaries and vote for him as our next president.
Damn tooth………
Well every one I got into school. But before you say “wow that’s great” my financing evaporated at the last minute. So needless to say I’m still not in school. I went to vocational rehab to see if they will help retrain me to do something new. So far so good, on the 12th I have a TABE test to take, just to see if I am smart enough to be in school. Just be cause some of these schools just let everybody in. so I jumped threw all the hoops of the school and in the end I got let down, not by the school but by others. I’m not mad at them one bit. $17,000 is a lot to hand out. And now anyway the state may even pick up the bill. That will be cool. Though I do wish I were in class with my peeps. I only here from one of my class mates any more anyhow. Every one else has seemed to drift away, it all good though and even quite expected. So I really hope in June that I will be in school now. There are a few of my classmates that will attend the June class so that will be good.
Last Thursday I bought a memory card for my camera on Ebay and I still haven’t received it. I’m a little pissed off because now I can’t take but two pics at a time before the memory card that I have now loses format. I really hope that today is the day for the card. It’s a Sony 2gig memory stick pro duo. I did a buy now for the card and got it for $2.99 with $16.99 shipping. Plus every thing else that my buddy bought that day has made it to his house already. As most know I love to take pictures. They are memories that should be kept. So lets all hope that I get my camera today. Before I go to the doctors for my tooth. Yes the doctor first so when I go to the dentist they can just pull the damn thing. This will be my first missing tooth and I hope my only ever! I don’t want to fit the Florida profile of having only two yellow teeth.
The Tylenol with codeine is kicking in so I’m going to stop here before I can’t write and post this.
Thank you for you time and interest in me
Michael Trump
Michael Trump 