Eat Your Meat
Check this out. Since Christmas, I have lost thirty pounds. I have been slowly gaining weight since recovering from COVID in January 2021. This Christmas, we got the kids a VR, and in the midst of trying it out and playing some intensive games, I got pretty winded and had some extreme palpitations. These palpitations forced me to take a close look at my health. While looking at family pictures, my eyes were opened to how large I had gotten, and I knew I needed to start making a change. Several years leading up to moving to Alabama, I had pretty healthy eating habits. While I maintained much of those habits, I had allowed myself to indulge in food that tasted great but may have been nutritionally empty. I would eat anytime I was hungry, late at night, and what the kids left on their plates because I didn’t want it to go to waste. My weight slowly climbed, and I’m sure I had breached 250 pounds. While such weight might not seem all that much, it was more than I liked carrying around. After playing with the kids for a short time, it would wear me out, and my Onewheel could no longer carry me on trails.
I had a CT after COVID, and my liver was noted as large and fatty. One of the docs that looked over my CT was pretty worried about the incidental finding since I am not a heavy drinker. He wanted me to drop some weight and exercise to help my lungs heal. My liver got in the way of my echo after COVID and another after my run of SVT (fast heart rate). I knew I had to do something about my health, but I just kept saying, “Tomorrow, I’ll start tomorrow; I just want one my snack.” It was this internal dialog that was keeping me from making better choices.
What have I done? Where am I? Am I okay? I am doing great. As I said, I have lost 30 pounds, probably more, since I didn’t start weighing myself until about two weeks into my lifestyle change. I still have a way to go, but I am satisfied with where I am now. I have gone Carnivore, yes, nothing but meat. A few “celebrities” mentioned this lifestyle change and that they had never felt better. I started doing some research and found many family physicians, cardiologists, and neurologists promoting the elimination of all plants from the diet. The thought of not consuming vegetation took me aback. Won’t I get sick if I only eat meat? Will I ever poop again? I have been told my whole life I needed a high-fiber diet because it’s good for me. These doctors, who have active practices, recommend just giving it a try, giving it at least 120 days. I was already unhealthy and not feeling great; what were another 120 days?
I had diarrhea, constipation, and sometimes both simultaneously in the first fourteen days. I ate some spinach and collards every other day to try to help with these issues because I feared that my body wasn’t smart enough to handle the changes I was implementing and requiring it. I did some more searching and made some adjustments to the ratio of fat and protein. I found a sweet spot in my gut. Next, I was worried that it didn’t seem like I was evacuating as much as I was putting in, and maybe I was backing myself up. No, I was absorbing the food I was eating, but also losing weight. I was consuming smaller volumes of food without reducing calories.
Eating high fat with quality protein, your brain will realize cessation sooner than a modern high-carb diet or the standard American diet. My volume of food consumption has plummeted, as has my need for the bathroom. I used to go three times a day, and now maybe it’s twice a week; I’m in and out, leaving just a little bit behind.
My mood and ability to navigate stress are like nothing I have experienced before. I generally have a feeling of well-being, and when things aren’t going the way I want, it takes little to adapt and work through the stressor. I wake up ten to fifteen minutes before my alarm clock and fall asleep faster. There were many times I would eat shortly before bed and then couldn’t fall asleep because my heart would be racing from the spike in blood sugar. This doesn’t happen anymore, not once since I have dropped all carbs. I don’t get tired after eating, and I am not looking for snacks ten minutes after dinner since the cessation achieved by eating meat and fat can keep you feeling full longer.
Having this new feeling about myself, I tell everyone. It’s like I’m getting vegan traits; you know how they have to say to all meat eaters they are killing the world and themselves. Except I am telling everyone how great I feel and that meat is good for them. Well, I started telling the docs I work with how much weight I have lost and how great I feel. They ordered, and I had a blood test that day to check my cholesterol. My total was pretty high, as was my LDL (the supposed bad cholesterol), and I was told I needed to be on a statin before I left work. This scared me, and instead of jumping on a pill, I did some more digging. My triglycerides were 60, my LDL was 220, and my HDL was like 58. As it turns out, this ratio does not put me at cardiovascular risk. They have also removed LDL as a risk factor for such incidents.
While I am thankful to have someone I work with care so much about my health, they are still insistent that I lower my LDL; his partner ordered a CAC, which is a coronary artery calcium score that shows calcified plaque in the heart and can generally predict risk for future infarction. I scored a zero; this means I have little to no risk of having a heart attack over the next ten years. It also gives me the confidence to try this lifestyle change for a good time without worrying about irreparable damage.
At the time when I underwent a CT scan, I had already been making positive changes in my life for five months. The scan revealed that my liver had reduced in size, which was a good sign. However, there was some scarring that had resulted from COVID, which was a bit concerning. Thankfully, my breathing has improved significantly since losing weight, and I am hopeful that by regularly achieving periods of autophagy, my body can repair some of the damage in my lungs.
I have also started mouth taping; at first, it was because I was curious after seeing ads and videos on YouTube. I bought a month’s supply of Hostage Tape and have been mouth-taping for almost two weeks. I don’t see much of a difference in my sleep. I have been sleeping great since losing so much weight, anyhow. But. I am not snoring now. The first night Sarah said I woke her up with some nasal snoring, and that was it. I skipped the tape this last weekend and didn’t snore those two nights. Maybe my mouth is getting used to being closed at night. No, the tape doesn’t pull out my facial hair. I’m unsure if I will keep up the mouth taping, but I will probably bring it while traveling, like on a plane. I always fall asleep while flying and wake myself up snoring. I feel bad for the people who sit next to me.
But Michael, this sounds crazy. What about going out to eat? I order just meat. It honestly doesn’t bother me. Fast food? I order just meat. Dinner with the family? I just eat the meat until I am full. Don’t you get tired of having the same thing every night? Nope. Isn’t eating all that meat expensive? I spend about $20 a day total on my food. I could get away with $8 most days. Yes, that is the total I spend a day on all my food intake. I fast about 22 hours daily, which is a fancy way of saying I only eat once daily. I fill up at dinner and am not really hungry until the next day at dinner time. I will occasionally get hungry around 8-10 am; this is when our circadian rhythm produces a little more cortisol, creating a feeling of hunger. After that initial feeling is ignored, the rest of the day is a breeze.
I turn forty-two this year and am starting to feel as good as I did in my twenties. I credit this to not eating food that doesn’t nourish my body and starting some, and by some, I mean a little, weight lifting. I’m going to increase the lifting of heavy things this summer. My mental clarity has improved, making school easier when studying and taking tests.
If you’re looking to truly enhance your life and well-being, I strongly recommend exploring the carnivore diet instead of keto. By consuming solely meat, you can experience a range of benefits that can truly transform your health. And if you’re struggling with snoring, don’t hesitate to try mouth-taping – it can make a huge difference for both you and your partner. Luckily, there are plenty of resources available for those interested in making these lifestyle changes, and the community is incredibly supportive of one another. Although I’m personally a bit introverted to engage with them, I’ve observed firsthand the positive impact they can have on one’s well-being.
I will update you with some pictures of my progress soon.
Duck Lust
12-12-12
I woke today just like I would wake on any other day of the week. Tired. My bother in law is in town; sleeping in the living room on a comfortable air mattress waiting to be woken up by the smell of cooking food or my two little ones jumping on his belly. Mikey doesn’t come by all to often since there is an unfortunate seventy-five mile gap between our home and his, and we generally have opposing schedules. Today though, is not one of these days. He, Sarah, the kids and I are going to have a blast and we don’t even know it yet.
Mikey made it a point to be the one to cook an amazing breakfast with our wonderful tasty fresh eggs, most of which were laid this morning while we slept in a bit. There was non left to scrap out to the birds after we had our fill. Sarah made us French pressed coffee with a splash of sugar cookie creamer to sweeten the bitterness of Black Silk. After most breakfasts we plan out dinner and the rest of the day, this wasn’t one of those days. I kinda knew what was going to be for dinner but no one was really talking about it.
My nephew showed up shortly after breakfast and Sarah started planning our afternoon. We loaded up the kids and headed to the sponge docks and enjoyed an afternoon of store front shopping. We took our time and lots of pictures, after getting home my nephew went home too. The fun started shortly after Sarah’s return from dropping off Hunter.
After a few informational YouTube videos and a little bit of planning; My brother-in-law and I were ready to harvest a couple of ducks for a nice family dinner. We set up several strands
of twine for tying off anything that needed tying, set up a log with an empty five gallon bucket for catching anything that needed catching. We prepared a hot bath for loosening feathers, empty trash can with a fresh clean out bag. I sharpened my machete and butchering knives. We enjoyed a few shots of fireball and a half and egg sandwich before the harvest started.
Mikey and I tied off the first birds neck to a loose noose, Sarah got the video camera ready for filming and that’s when the life lessons began. Holding the duck by his wings I rested
his breast on the seasoned log, Mikey pulled firmly on the twine. I swung my machete down upon the unsuspecting duck with sorrow and joy. In one swift blow it was over, a second smaller slice to remove a little bit of remaining flesh; the body (only bleeding slightly) went to the bucket and the head to the ground still bound to the twine in Mikey’s hand. Sarah was only slightly mortified the event but did not scared away. There was very little movement from the body and after just a couple of minutes in the bucket to bleed out the lifeless semi white bird went to a hot bath for one minute to loosen the feathers from their strong hold and then hung by the foot to a nail to be plucked. The plucking process took the most time to accomplish and was very tedious. Mikey and I worked on the feathers for some time and it didn’t take long for Sarah to join in on the plucking. My wife continued to help us until the skin held no more feather. From the plucking station the bird went to a tray to have the insides removed. Mikey evacuated the chest cavity with little effort. We saved the liver and the heart to be eaten tomorrow. The feet were removed and hung to dry for later uses. From that station the bird went inside to be cleaned, quartered, cleaned again and then into the fridge to await its partner. Sarah bleached everything and Mikey and I prepared the next bird.
The second bird went just about the same as the first. I held the thin twine this time as
Mikey held the wings and machete. Sarah stayed inside to tend to the kids; she didn’t want to watch this time. There was a swing of the machete, body to bucket, head to the ground, hot bath, then to the nail to have only the breast feathers removed. The second bird was going to be skinned, cleaned, and then quartered. We only put a small incision along the breast bone and worked the flesh free by hand only using the knife for stubborn tissue connections. the wings were cut free to dry out as were the feet later on. Mikey cleaned the chest cavity on this one too and again the heart and liver were saved. The carcass was cleaned, quartered and cleaned again. Sarah, Mikey and I cleaned everything again with bleach, bagged all the unusables and started getting everything for cooking.
Its hard to explain the feelings I had during this ordeal. There wasn’t any pleasure, I think I just felt determination the most. I knew once everything started there was no going back. As soon as my arm fell toward the duck I knew that not just this ducks life was gone but so was the others. After the blow was landed it really felt like instinct took over and the cleaning process was just natural.
The ducks did taste great though and we will be having duck and vegetable soup for lunch tomorrow.
any questions let me know
Michael Trump
Goodnight and God bless.
Can you sing in your dreams?
An evening to type; how great it can be. How I wish more of it.
Chickens and Ducks,
They are doing great and are all so much like a flock 
(the ducks with the chicken) that it really amazes me that I am now a keeper or birds. Lol. My Roo, the Jersey Giant, is now almost up to full crow and I believe size; with this I need to find a good inexpensive vet, who knows birds, to cut out Rex’s (the roo’s name) little but load voice box so I can keep his giant self around longer. He is a beautiful, some what tame, black with red bumpy dangle things, monster of a large bird with all the makings of a great flock keeper someday. The white ducks like him so much, that when I pick him up one of the little buggers bites at my toes when I am wearing my old worn out Rock Port sandals. It tickles really as it nibbles away at my little toes, but every once in a while they hit a tender spot and I cant help but to laugh like crazy and pretend to run from the little guy; it of course chases me as a laugh until I almost cry. The homemade chicken coop is staying together quite well and looks pretty good too.
The six birds stay in the yard now that the ducks can’t get out. Just the other day there were many openings in my front gate that could allow the birds, dogs and pig to get out as they
please. I had some fencing to put up to try to keep them in, but it has been so hot out that trying to put up the galvanized steal was out of the question. Since we have been getting this little bit of cool rain here lately I was able to trap in the yard so non can just walk out; the chickens can fly over the short fence if they so choose, but they wont leave the ducks for long and come right back. Now that the yard is secure I let out miss piggy for a little while each day and she just loves getting into all my plants and eating them. She is cute but is not so cute that I won’t eat her. I can’t wait for the chickens to start laying eggs so we can start eating nice fresh eggs.
I don’t know how many of you know how much I hate to shave. Well I hated it until now, I purchased a new double edged chrome safety razor made by Merkur. The blades are super cheap and the shave is closer than any shave from home I have ever had. I have used so many expensive disposable razor and two electric razor and could never get a good shave. The razors that did do an expectable job only lasted about three shaves before I started getting razor burn. My electric razors never cut it and I only kept them for when I ran out of expensive disposables and didn’t want to buy refills. I thought about learning how to shave with a straight razor but a good blade is pricey and I am not sure how good at sharpening I am. So I started looking into old school safety razors. I found the Merkur on Amazon and it had like 369 five star comments for 
it. I put it in my shopping cart and waited. When it got here I raced to the bathroom washed my face with some warm water and a clean rag (no soap), I lathered up my face with some Barbasol Beard Buster and cautiously went to town on my hairy face. At first I was really taking my time and being overly cautious, but after about the first cheek being clean I started speeding up and shaving like normal. By the time I was nearly done I was flying, three days later when I shaved again it was like second nature and the fear was gone. I cant wait to shave tomorrow before work. I will most likely be getting Sarah one to since I read a few comments put up by women who said they would never go back to any other razor on the market. Sarah is just nervous about cutting herself.
Arianna Lore Shirk, Aunt Connie and Cousin Alicia got to see the very few pictures I have of you yesterday. They say you are the most beautiful little girl and that they are going to be praying that you will get to know me soon. I know you will find me someday and your family here will be waiting with open arms.
Thanks to Uncle Mike, Macey and Reagan got to go fishing for the first time ever. We were at Sarah’s grandmothers for my weekend and the four of us tried to catch some fishies. All the while Reagan wanted to look over the edge of the old wooden dock scaring the crap out of us and his mom who sat on the boat ramp watching . Macey almost hooked all of us at least once and wanted nothing to do with anyone casting for her. Reagan just wanted to sword fight with the poles. So there were five of us, Macey, Reagan, Sarah, Mikey and I. We had a good time until the mosquitos attacked.
The same weekend as above we all went to Swan Lake and took some great pictures. This one is amazing. I love Reagan’s curiosity and the time we got to spend just looking at the fish here in this little pond. Reagan was so amazed by the fish and wanted to just grab at them as they swam by us. We hung out here for a little while after everyone left us just so I could enjoy some daddy son time. I wanted to put him in the pond but there is a camera beamed on the pond; plus I wasn’t sure if Reagan would have liked it much. lol.
On the 28th Sarah and I celebrate our second wedding anniversary. Two whole years have just flown by and I have loved every second of of it. Our plans are to start the day with a fresh new tattoo, then nice tasty dinner; from there we are going to a strip club and finish the night with a walk home from our local bar. all of that is great fun and way cheaper than a hotel on the beach where we have to be out by eleven. I love you baby, I cant wait till our 60th anniversary.
Goodnight my friends
Goodnight Arianna Lore Shirk
Im up, why not?
1:00 am everyone is sleeping and I am awake; not wide awake, just awake. My posts are to far apart this year and I am allways wanting to write about something. While I try to relax enough to go to sleep, listening to some brainwave music on Pandora, and listening to Reagan and my wife snoor Im going to fill you in on a little bit of wht has been going on.
The Lincoln.
She is gone for good and all I have are pictures and memories. The Lincoln had some problems that were just a little to much for me fix at this piont in my financial life. The cooling system needed to be over hauled, raidiator, hoses, freeze/ core plugs, and the block needed a good flush. The air ride system failed; as did the window motors, locks, electric seats and the sun roof started to leak. As you see they were all minor things that just added up over time. The core plugs would have been the only major expence and if they were the only expence I would have gladly kept her on the road. At a hundred thousand miles she was only getting broken in. She was the best car I have had to date. I see more Towncars in my future though.
The Tbird
The cooling system and the brain went. I was hoping to hold onto this car for a while but two doors and two kids dont work so well together. I will miss the cold AC.
Remember a few posts ago I wrote about the pigs finding their way out of thier pen. It was quite a hassel and was happening more and more and really only when I wasnt home. These events the pigs planned out were troubling me because I didnt want them to get hurt by a dog that seen them walking down the road or hit by a car. I tried to strengthen the pen pilled dirt up higher around the fence to slow their digging. But to no end they tried me over and over. So I had Sarah stop buying meat so the deap freezer could empty a little. My budy Jonny came over one Friday night and the big brown pig got harvested. The process didnt take long since it was my second time around doing this. Jonny shot the pig and hes was heavy enough that it to three of us to get his hooks on the Dclip in the shed. This guys was a stinky fellow too. His meat was put one ice and salt for like almost 72 hours. Where in that time I added more salt and ice regularly so the meat wouldnt spoil while I waited for a day off. The salt actualy helped the meat taste better we think, and I dont think we have much of any of the meat left now. The bacon came out great… I mean Great! We still have miss piggy and wont be eating her. Next time she goes into heat Ill prolly sell her off. She now stays in her pen and still doent like me. She does love the treats I bring her though.
Since the big pig is gone and miss piggy wont be around much longer I invested in some chickens. I know, what is he thinking, well hey we got them as chicks around Easter And I wanted to see if we could get some eggs out of them. It has been almost four full months now. The first two months the birds stayed in the house in Coco’s old cage until they were big enough to go outside. The kids loved every minute of it, Reagan would wake up in the morning and run right for the cage just to see the bird. By birds I mean, six chickens and two ducks. Yes two ducks. Duck eggs are supossed to been great and if they dont lay eggs for me I know their meat tastes frickin great. Macey wanted and wants to hold them all the time; there are a couple of the chickens that dont mind her but and I have to catch them first. Reagan is still to rough while holding the birds. But he sure can catch them. He knows how to chase them into the coupe and corner them so they are easy pickins. I built the pen for them mostly made of recycled wood found on old paletts. I baught nails, screws, hindges and chicken wire. The cost wasnt to bad as long as the coupe lasts a couple years. Of all my birds onle one stands out as the coolest. He is big and black. Yes I said he; he is a rooster and is houge too. A Jersey gaint that lives up to his name. We havent give any names out yet but he may get one soon. Did I mention he is enormus next to the other chickens and is basicly the same size as the ducks. He doent mind me holding him and walking around with him either. he hasnt figured out how to crow yet. But I am looking for some one to take out his voice box so I came keep him. The birds have been feasting on all the goodies my yard has to offer and some the Denis’s has to offer too. I think I like having the birds around for now. Since they have been outside no one has messed with them except a few kids one day. I dont think they will ever again though. They chased the ducks into the road and ran one over with their bike. My neighbors caught in on their security camera. Sarah nursed the little guy back to health though and after about two and a half Weeks he was out with the othes and in not showing any signs of a broken leg anymore.
Alabama
Well they have left me hanging. Maybe not my contact. But human resources sure did. So Im still not in the echo field but I still have hope. I am going to be signing up with some echo groups and getting insured so maybe a doctor will let me do some volunteer work for them. After some time of that maybe I can get into a hospital. Time will tell i guess.
Up above i talked about getting rid of the Town car and t bird. Sarah really wanted us to get a van and with a lot of searching and saving we did find something she wanted, a 99 venture. I like it too, but it is no Lincoln. It has a new motor and Trans and rides nice. Franco motor sports hooked me up nice so I sent them my brother Johnny who needs a van too. Well in a couple weeks he will have a van too. So we are down to one vehicle now and I must save for something for me. I was thinking a little 350 Yamaha rd. One of my customers has one garage kept with low miles that I may take off his hands if I can get the price right. I may just build a gas bike though to save money all around.
The Trump Van
Well its 2:20 now and I think its time to call it a night
Could this be a new chance at an old habbit
Finding time in my day to write isn’t always easy. I feel like i always have so much to write down and say but it isnt as easy as it used to be. I realy miss putting my thoughts to word and i miss writing Arianna on my free time. Her birthday is coming up and it is another one that i am going to miss.
I got some hopeful news on the sixteenth of this month. News that could help make life a little better for us here. Birmingham called me asking if i were still interested in a position that just became available. I am very excited and quite hopeful. I still have to jump through a bunch of hoops before i know more about my chances. Government jobs have to be hard to get I guess. Yes this is the same job that i went and interveiwed with like six or seven months ago. It was a week or so before all those huge tornatos leveled most of the surrounding areas. I hope I get it this time around, i cant wait until i get back to scanning again. Sarah has been cheking out the rentals up there and is dreaming of a new house to live in. I love her so. I know I i got excited like this before but this time should be better, and if I dont get it then well its not my time. The man upstairs has a plan for me and I just have to trust his guidence.
You know the little piggies I have just chillin in the back yard? Well they are starting to figure out how to damage the fence. They have now escaped twice this past week. I think it is time to harvest the bigger pig to prevent any furthure attempts at escape. I’ll miss the big guy but hey, we gotta eat and if we end up moving soon we cant take him with us. Plus he is getting realy big. I thougbt about putting him on craigs list but people are letting their pigs go for cheap and I have a little bit of money invested in this guy. Well i guess it is something that I still have to stew on.
I miss sitting down and just writing for hours. Boy can kids consume every waking minute of a day. I love em so much
Well for now good night i guess.
Michael Trump
he is handsome
Duck Breast
I know I haven’t written in a long while and I am sorry for that. Working nights really puts a damper on personal time. Now the title of this, “Duck Breast,” was chosen with much pride. My friends know I love to cook and have sought to try duck for some time now. I have wanted to catch a Muscovy duck to harvest and eat; that has proven difficult. With the holidays rapidly approaching, a better selection of meat is now showing up at the local supermarket. Duck and goose are very plentiful right now and should be until Christmas or so. Not wanting to spend too much money on something I have never tasted before; I selected a smaller duck to prepare at home. Choosing to duck was easy; they all looked the same in their white wrapper and the only difference was price. I brought the duck home put it in the fridge and started watching YouTube videos on many different ways to cook this once pretty bird. It was tough trying to decide weather or not to cook the whole bird or butcher it and prepare it in parts. After days of mouth watering studying I came to a personal consensus; I would de-breast it and remove the legs and thighs. I chose this method after watching Chef Ramsay prepare two separate duck breast in similar manner. I wanted to grill the breast but stayed way from that method for just starting out.
Duck has always been a treat to many societies except here in America for some reason. I guess it may be a delicacy here too but I never see it on any restaurants menus or in store freezers. Small farms seem to offer duck almost year round and can even pick up some egg layers too if you so choose. Back to the delicacy of duck; The French seem to love the stuff and the Chinese are known as awesome cookers and such. I tried to find some American ways of preparing duck; roasting it seems to be the only creative way we cook duck here. There are a few smoked duck videos and a couple other simple recipes. The Chef Ramsay videos proved to be the most appealing, plus I have some trust in his cooking, being that I have watched many of his cable and local TV cooking shows.
Peking duck is what is currently available everywhere right now and is the duck I prepared. I started off by fridge thawing it. After complete thawing I unwrapped our tasty treat and gave it a good all over rub and squeeze to find the good sources of meat. Breast, legs and thighs were it. The wings were almost meatless and so was the back. I removed the breast from the duck but left the skin attached to the meat. I flipped the duck over and palpitated the muscle tissue to get the best cut of thigh and leg. I left skin on them too. All that remained was the almost meatless carcass and the giblets.
Now I had four nice pieces of meat, two breast and two leg thigh quarters. The separate cuts of meat need to be prepared in different manners. The breasts were placed skin side down in a room-temperature ten inch cast-iron pan after being lightly seasoned with lemon pepper. I set the stove to medium low until some of the fat started to melt away. I then turned the stove up to medium high and let cook until the fist sign of meat juice surfaced on top of the cuts of meat. Mean while the oven was set to 350 and had the legs inside slowly cooking. All cooking started at the same time. Now I didn’t put slits in the breasts skin like recommended and didn’t realize it until just now as I am writing this. It okay though I guess. I didn’t leave the breast meat side down for long and place the cast iron pan in the oven with the legs. They stayed in for about eight minutes and I pulled them out and set them to rest over the ovens built in vent “back right burner on most stoves” with a lid on the pan I let the legs cook until the reached 165 degrees. I don’t use times that much since every cut of meat is different. Use your best judgment okay. Now after the sides were prepared I sliced up the breast into thick cuts and made up some nice looking plates. So to the best part, our first bite; yes “our” first bite. Sarah was very willing to try some. Cutting it with a knife was like cutting cool butter with a warm knife. The look of the meat was dark like beef, and looked liked it was about a medium well cook. I trimmed off the skin and small amount of remaining fat and dove in mouth first. The bite down was very pleasant; it wasn’t overly juicy and the texture was that of a perfect beef tender loin. I was taken back by the amazingness of the meat, as was my picky wife who doesn’t like beef all that much. She plowed though her hunk of meat like it was the fist time she had eaten in days. “note: we did use a wishishere sauce to dip the small nuggets of breast meat.” Our sides were as follows; corn on the cob, Italian cucumber salad, and potato salad. The Italian salad was a great compliment to the duck; the tanginess off set the salty smoothness of the duck. Both of the kids ate up their pieces too and well I don’t think it will be long before I pick up a duck or two from a local farm and do this again. If you haven’t tried duck ever or have only had it roasted whole I strongly recommend trying it as a duck breast steak with a wishishere dipping sauce “not a drowning sauce, a dipping sauce”
Try it tonight wont you.
Go Rick Scott!!!!!
Friday
Hey hey hey so not to just jump right into how my knee is doing as of today. Holy crap it is almost one and I have to be up in the morning. This week has been okay and not to eventful. I have a busy November though; Reagan is going to be here around the 18th , I have my hunter safety course so I can finally go hunting with my uncles and friend (that is a three day weekend course) and at last work has some driving hours for me. I have to go to bed; maybe more tomorrow.
Wow one week has passed since I tried writing last Friday; well it is Thursday now and I hope I can finish this post this time.
My part time job is going great and I am so glad I am able to make a little bit more money on the side. My sunroom job may even has some instillation jobs for me coming up soon too; on the clock and more pay will make me happy. I have now broken so records lately for myself; first is, Sarah and I have been together seventeen months now and I have held a job for over a year now. It doesn’t seem like much to most people but for me it is a great accomplishment and feel very proud of myself. I am finally doing something with myself and studying is going to push me the rest of the way. I can’t wait to pass my test and get my next job that I hope to retire from.
Rick Scott is now our governor elect!! I am so excited and so glad I voted for him and Marco Rubio. I think Rick Scott will do a lot for the state and can care less what Jack Harris has to say about him. This massive sweep out of democrats is a sign that not all Americans’ are retarded. I was really starting to doubt my fellow citizens and where this county was going. I think Marco Rubio could be a great president when the time comes. That’s right; I think people should start watching him very closely because he will be great for this country if we let him.
Macey is starting to talk more now and is becoming quite the little person, I am so proud to
be her daddy and enjoy teaching her everything that I know. She is learning to count now to and is becoming proficient at climbing up anything that has a way to be gripped. It wont be long before she is asking that dreadful question that drives every parent nuts and make bystanders laugh. Yeah you know the don’t you. “Why Daddy?” “Why?” yeah every five seconds. I am going to enjoy the stories that I am going to get to make up when that time comes.
So I guess I’ll write about my chain sawed knee now… So the cut has healed up fantastically and looks wonderful. I took out the staples a week ago and recorded the removal off the surgical steal from my knee. It didn’t really hurt at all but it would have hurt less if I had the right tools for the job. I used some side cutters to try to clip the metal but they only bent it a little bit. I turned the cutters several time and really just broke the metal like how when you bend a paper clip back and forth until it snaps. After breaking the staples I recorded pulling them out and it looks kinda cool and not gross at all in my opinion. Watch the video and tell me what you think if you didn’t see it on face book first. The pictures that I took came out awesome because I finally figured out how to use my super lenses that magnify the image by like ten times total, and create amazing close ups with great detail.
Ya know I just might use my fireplace tonight as long as it cools down a little bit more before bed. I just want to fire it up and get a warm fire going and then throw in the cleaning log to clean the chimney out for the winter. My knee injury is paying off and will keep us warm all winter long.
All right so I am just rambling on about nothing and everything.
Arianna Shirk if you are reading this I want you to know that I am thinking about you all the time and I wish I could see you just once again even if just in passing… Your going to be a big sister soon too. I wish you could be here with Sarah Macey and me to meet Reagan when he is born. Your real mom wont talk to me any more and by that I cant get anymore pictures of you. I hope you come across this blog long before your to old to want to get to know me and the rest of your family. I hope you take the time to read all that I have written over the years. Your pictures that I do have are up on the fireplace mantel and will be up on the wall when we meet again. I love you Arianna Shirk good night.
The fantastic power of Trump 
Yes that is what you think it is… my sister smeared pudding all over the side of my face at Sarah’s baby shower. By the way if you missed it you missed some great fun. I would like to thank my mom and sister for throwing such a party for Sarah and I. And thank you to everyone one that came to hang out; we really appreciated your company.
After all this time.
Dear Arianna Shirk,
You will not believe this, because what I am about to divulge to everyone is so unbelievable. Okay well maybe most of you will believe this. It was this past Sunday…well yesterday. Sarah and I were getting ready for church (some of you should show up someday) and were about ready when Sarah realized that she wanted some clothes out of the shed. I was like; well make it fast so that we are not late. A few minutes later she returned with no bag of clothes and a mouth full of questions for me. Her first was, “have you been in the shed lately?” I was like not to lately but within the last week. Then she said, “Did you make a mess in the shed?” I was like, “yeah the shed is kind of a mess, sorry.” She was like. “You tipped all the boxes over and trashed the shed?” that one was in a confused look and tone. I quickly responded, “Ha ha you’re messing with me.” To amuse her, I walked out to the shed and found it completely trashed. Not in a man left a mess trashed, but a Christmas decorations everywhere trashed. I didn’t take any time to see if anything was missing because there wasn’t anything worth anything in the shed. I cannot believe after seven years of living in this old place someone was finally brave enough to go into my shed. Oh well, their loss since there wasn’t anything for them. Tomorrow I will take a look through it though to clean it up and see if anything is gone.
To add to this, my neighbor Denis had the side window of his van busted out. Today when I got home he was out working on his other truck with his son James. I went inside grabbed the dog so she could be walked and went to say hi to Denis and ask why his window was busted out. I figured it was from a minor accident. I told Denis about the shed and he told me about all the other break-ins in the neighborhood lately. He also told me that, that was what had happen to his truck too. For real some jerk off punks busted out his huge side window, then left. When one of his kids came by they asked him what happen (this was like two in the morning) he walked out to find the tempered glass all over the place. He started to walk down the street, and soon saw a car driving down the street all slow and such; he ducked off to the side out of site. He proceeded to tell me that they stopped in front of his house and when he stepped out from behind the bush and they saw him; the headlights when off and the car sped off.
So I can’t for the life of me believe that after seven years all this in just a couple of weeks.
The lesbians’ behind/ beside me have decided to pile their garbage up at the gate beside our property line. This has begun to smell now, and isn’t pleasant to look at, and you know what amazes me is that garbage pick up is so cheep to have. So tomorrow I am giving the code enforcement a call since it has become a bother. Now before they used to pile it up at their front door, and with the new roommates it is getting piled up at the property line. We’ll fix that soon enough I hope.
So far there has been no bamboo growing in the yard so soon I will germinate them myself and once they get some roots going I will plant them and let ‘em go.
June 15 Sarah and I find out what we are having. Can you believe it I am finally getting to experience a full term pregnancy. I am so excited and cannot wait. Happy if he is a boy.
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I am glad I got to write tonight though I really wanted to write yesterday, but I guess if I had I wouldn’t have known about Denis’s window.
Today also I got to drive the big box truck to move the sunroom from the Trop to the warehouse and I backed the sunroom into the warehouse on the first try, I was happy as a pig is ya’ know what. I like driving the truck because it actually feels like I am working, unlike when I am promoting where I just stand around talking to everyone that walks by.
Well I have no new pictures to write about this time. It isn’t because I haven’t taken any. The pictures are on the camera at home and I am at my moms watching Alice in Wonderland. Oh well maybe next time. Alice was a cool movie to watch I wouldn’t buy it but I would Red Box it.
My grooms men this far are; Jonny Suburban, Johnny Skipper, and John Macaluso. Three Johns without even planning it that way, and I wish Nick were going to be at the wedding too.
Well Sarah is ready to go so I got to end this here
Goodnight
Michael Trump
CONGRESS: breaking the law so you don’t have to.
Do your fingers hurt?
This post took me a little longer to write…longer to start writing I should say. I am not sure why either, maybe I was just avoiding writing this time. So I had court the other day, and I am not so sure about what I can write in this post, or about what had happen; because, there is a confidentiality motion thing. But I assume what I can say is that the judge dismissed my case with prejudice, that means I can’t try again at this. With the case aside, can you flipping believe that!!!! The judge knows that they lied in the adoption and said that it was up to me to make sure that they didn’t break the law. (UP TO MICHAEL TRUMP!!!!!) Last I checked vigilantism isn’t smiled upon in court. So for the rest of my life I know that I tried to meet my daughter and her grandparents stole her from me. Fair and square according to the courts. I am heart broken; but now when she comes to find me one day she will learn the truth and her grandparents will have a lot to answer to. I am going to get the transcripts of the hearings and store them away for safe and truthful keeping. Mike Deeson has my story and can legally air it but he doesn’t think he will now because of the dismissal with prejudice thing, I understand I guess but it really sucks ya know. So until Arianna Shirk finds me; life goes on and I’ll be successful and be happy.
Sarah, my love, and I have a wedding date picked out, and the place too. Well she has made those decisions so I didn’t have to; the date though has fallen on another special day. In 1963 Martin Luther King Jr. gave the “I have a dream speech” and even better than that; my dad and step mom Lisa were married on the same day 27 years ago! How cool is that. Neither Sarah nor I knew that, and when I told my stepmom the date she started to cry and explained with joy that it was their anniversary day too. Glenn Beck is having a great speech this year on the same day too. I told Sarah that we need to have the wedding moved up to D.C. at the Lincoln memorial; she didn’t go for it though.
I am finally starting to get some studying in and I hope soon that I will be ready for my test and will pass it with flying colors. Michael Trump the best test taker ever!! well not really but it sounds good doesn’t it
Here stand my little Macey, she just turned one and has now mastered the art of climbing. She has been able to climb most everything since like eight and half months, but just the other day she surprised us with this new and exciting achievement. I was stunned at first when I saw her there and quickly grabbed my camera that was like an arms length away. As soon as I snapped the picture; I got her down, and gave her a stern talking to. Okay well maybe just a talking… or was it just a “don’t do that again” yeah I think that was it. Now we just keep the chairs pushed in and she gets mad when she cannot get up there. She tries to climb everything and is very persistent; she even gets up on the backs of the couches just to stair out the window and point. She is so much fun to be around, and stairs and such are no longer a match for her either. Soon I’ll have her changing the oil in the cars. Lol just playing.
Speaking of Macey being one, I have a ton of pictures from her party at my mom’s house and will possibly have some from Sarah’s mom’s house too. Yes Macey gets two birthday parties. She loved both of them very much and I forgot my camera for both of them. The one at Sarah’s mom’s I was coming from work and was exhausted so when I let the dog out and got changed I forgot to grab it, and the one at my moms house well Sarah was supposed to grab it before she left home. I am glad Rich let me use his and it takes pretty nice pictures too. Enjoy the pictures; I know Macey enjoyed having them taken.
Well I have to get some studying done now… well first I have to go get Sarah some ice cream from the store and enjoy a bite or two myself. Fun fun fun.
Michael Trump soon to be married
Michael Trump is still on Google and Arianna Shirk now shows up too. so cool. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I am putting the tags down her this time. I guess it helps people find my stuff.
Are you kidding?
I am so excited (screaming like a girl) lol I, today, just got in the mail; one of the coolest things ever! These fifty little things are going to keep me kinda busy for a while. I might even be able to get Sarah to help me out and join in on the fun of it all. These little guys are going to need lots of love and care if they are going to turn into the massive adult versions of their little selves. I have been looking for months for just the right ones to pamper and love for years to come. I saw many different makes/breeds of these little guys that I picked, and I think, in my opinion these are definitely the ones for what I want. At first I checked the flee markets for the perfect ones and then some of the local big chain stores; none of them had what I was looking for. So I did what any good little seeker would do. I went on-line to find what I couldn’t in the stores, and sure enough EBay and Amazon both had what I was looking for. I did some more research on them and picked the perfect one to bring home to mama. I bought from Amazon only because I have used them before and was happy, so again I hope I am happier this time. Moso bamboo seeds are strange looking little guys, they all ready look like little bamboo guys. Tomorrow at work I am going to pick up some moss stuff that they need to germinate in and get this party started. I cannot wait till I get a nice shad wall and wind break from these little guys. Though I don’t think that I will still be living here when that happens, I hope I will be off doing Echo’s somewhere making the big bucks hanging out with Macey, Arianna Shirk and Sarah. Those are my dreams. Bamboo… yep you read all this for bamboo… I am going to grow some in pots so that when we buy our next place we can just trans plant the little terds where ever we go.
I am tired good night
Michael Trump
Michael say ahh… well you look fine.
So some have asked how court went Friday. Well I requested a continuance and it was granted. I have to amend a couple of things. I cannot comment on my plans just incase others are reading my thoughts. The judge has saw the within the original adoption the there was fraud committed and that if proved could be great help for me. Now I just need to know what that right paper work is to break this case wide open and maybe get some justice for Arianna and me.
I was on a talk show tonight; it is a small over the internet thing call talkshoe.com. I guess you can host small talk show things in it. I was on one call America’s injustice. It wasn’t bad and I got to tell my story about how everything has gone down. There wasn’t much advice other than to get an attorney and fight till the end. I plan on the fighting but so far the attorney thing is still out of the question. They can be expensive and funds just aren’t there yet! Oh trust me if this isn’t resolved while I am poor; I sure as hell will get it resolved once I am in the real work force.
I guess I can’t say to much for now, Arianna Shirk if you’re reading this, I am thinking about you. I know your not reading this any time now. “My time” lol
Sarah has been not feeling well these last few days and I, today picked up some of the slack, she has a sore throat and is pregnant at the same time. Her doctor told her to just gargle salt water and that is it. I feel bad because I know how sore throats feel. Though at first when she started complaining the she didn’t feel well I wasn’t all to supportive. I told her it was all in her head “thinking she was complaining about being pregnant” but yesterday I told her to stick out her tongue and say ahh. Well holy crap was the back of her throat red and raw looking. Sorry baby for not listening at first. She is waiting for me right now so we can watch some Netflix.
Oh about wedding, I have the “GUY” who is going to marry us picked out. I use guy only because I am not sure what to call him Vince would work since that is his name. lets try again.
Oh about the wedding, I have the “Vince” who is going to marry us picked out. That sounds better. She is getting to pick everything else so I guess I get to pick him. But now I got to looking to “Civil” marriages and what that is all about. Either way Vince will be my pick I am sure.
I know him from school and he was a great classmate and such.
Well on another note we have been doing our part to conserve power. All nonessential things in the house are now one strip switches so that we don’t have things running while they are off. And when we leave everything thing but the fridge and alarm clock is off. We will see how the bill looks with this adjustment. So far I have been pretty consistent with making sure everything is off that doesn’t need to be on, and Sarah is doing great at it to.
I love Pilot Pens
Well I guess I am done for tonight. Any special request let me know.
Michael Trump hearts Sarah soon to be Trump
Okay so I am not the star of the picture, but I am in it…
Go to sleep
So I should be asleep since tomorrow is a big day for me. And I shouldn’t be writing but I figured since I cant sleep I should just write a bit. I want to thank everyone for their support with what is going on such. I know this is far from over and I hope God favors my attempts, and guides me in and down the right paths. If what is to come isn’t what I want, I know that isn’t yet meant to be. If your reading this before 230 fri the 23rd say a little prayer for me and my kid.
Work has been slow and man could I use some leads to catch back up. Really though I just need to hurry up and get an Echo job, one where I can settle down for the next twenty. It is funny how our weakly meetings go. “get more leads or we’ll fire the lot of ya and hire new people” yeah that will really encourage me. I like my job though because every once in a while some one cool comes up and talks my ears off with great stories from back in the day. Those people are the ones that make my day go by so fast.
I wish I had something political to complain about, but the few things one my mind need a little more research before I go to town ranting. Oh yeah “Piss off a democrat, get a job and support your self” that is about all I got today/night.
Sarah and I are getting married some time I guess in august or September or sometime around then. I have no clue I am just waiting for my own invitation. Lol. So it will be somewhere around Winterheaven.
Well it is almost 12 and I have to get my eyes closed even if I don’t go to sleep just yet. Well peace and question everything and vote only for people who support the American Constitution…
Good night
Michael Trump
Michael The Trump
Yesterday was fun, delightful, filled with great news and flew by; Sarah, Macey and I went to Sarah’s first doctors’ appointment of many more to come. The both of us got to see an ultrasound of the little baby preformed by Sarah’s new doctor who was quite pleasant; Sarah had blood work done too while we were there. She wasn’t all too happy about getting like ten vials of blood drawn from her precious little blood vessels. All in all, the doctor said everything looks great and that Sarah is about nine weeks and five days along. I am so excited.
Well Friday I go to court again to fight for my daughter Arianna, her misguided grandparents have got a family law attorney fighting for them now and he too has moved to have my case for a child to learn who her father is dismissed. I have a few more things to try and I hope the judge really listens to what I have to say. The grandparents knew that I existed, and where I lived, when they did the illegal adoption; I was never notified about what was going on, I was told to never come back to their house so it wasn’t like I was ever up to date on any thing with her, and that some how does not seem right or legal being that they knew full well that I was a potential father of Arianna Shirk. The full name stuff will help her find me some day so you will see a lot of that in my future posts as I write to her so that she knows that I tried and that I will continue to try until I run out of options and just have to wait for Arianna to find me.
Eliesha Shirk I cannot believe you gave away my child with out ever coming to me. How could you. How are you going to answer the Arianna when she comes to you wanting to know what the hell were you thinking.
I will be sending out my application for my national exams here real soon, as soon as I can get into voc rehab to get my application fee paid. Then I’ll get like a three month window to take my test. I haven’t been studying with Ray but I have been cracking the book allot. I am going to need a great paying job if I am going to support two kids and a wife and fighting for another, boy do I got my plate full.
As I write this I am currently dying of a tooth ache that has come from nowhere and has hurt like hell all flippin day long. In between the pain I did get some stuff around the house done like sanding and staining a new to me wood bench that I got from my neighbors who just moved out of the neighbor hood. Sarah and I rearranged the kitchen and I raked the yard a bit.
I really miss being in school, I don’t know for some reason just knowing that some one is teaching me something just make me feel… well I don’t know but I like it. I sure don’t miss the drama or the other student complaining all the time. But I do miss Ms. Calvert a lot and how she taught. I could use a good teacher to help me study; Ray was a good student for me because as I taught him I was learning too. Well I wasn’t teaching him just quizzing and finding stuff to study.
Star Bucks mmmm I could go for one right now but I don’t know how it would help my tooth at all.
The tooth is feeling a little bit better and I may get some sleep tonight. Sarah is giving Macey a bath right now. I should have used that time to do some photo art stuff but oh well.
well that is all for now and I will keep you up to date with the baby bump.
I still miss my Lugg this was one of our last pictures together
As you might have figured this post was written over a few hours, many breaks for tooth pains, taking out the dog, frying chicken in virgin olive oil for our kick ass salad. For real I make the most spectacular salads, mainly because it has more than just lettuce and dressing in it. my salads would probably put 90% of restaurants to shame. oh… I just got done eating it too and if was just breath taking.
Okay I think I am going to study for a bit to make the national exams a bit easier for me and then watch some Net Flicks Documentaries to learn some more and get some sleep…. wait a second… I just remembered something totally cool that just happen the other day, well some of it sucked and the rest was cool.
I was at my wonderful work trying to get some unsuspecting leads and to also do what I do best; make peoples day with cheerful comments and a pleasant smile. I stood outside that day, it was a bit warm and the breeze was a little balmy, strangely enough since I felt it no where else I felt this sweaty feeling on my chest… not out of the norm on a warmish hot day. I looked down to see if my work shirt was starting to show my perspiration yet; that is when I saw the worst thing in the world that could happen to a person while at work without a different shirt in the car other than getting crapped on by a seagull. I was not soaked with sweat or water; it was much worse and it had soaked through the shirt and on to my chest. I don’t know how long this horrible thing was their but I do know that not a soul had told me about this fairly embarrassing predicament. My second favorite pen gave way and was spewing black Pilot gel ink all down my grey work shirt. My favorite pen was MIA at the time and has since been found. I made a feeble attempt to cover the dollar bill size spill but to no avail the next four hours were spent with me standing around all inked up and no ones name to write down.
When I got home I promptly wrote pilot and explained to them how much I enjoy using their product and that I have used plenty of their pens ‘till they ran 
dry and occasionally bought a refill if the pen itself wasn’t to battered. It was actually a refill cartridge that had relived it self all over me. Pilot Pens promptly wrote me back and asked if I could send in the spoiled pen so that they could examine what had happen to their product. Yes I did not toss the broken pen, and well I wrapped it up so that the mail people wouldn’t get all inked up and sent the pen away. In less than a week it got a package in the mail with like eight pens two refill cartridges and an apology letter. Two days later I got a second package from Pilot Pens with a couple more pens in it, I think I will be set for a couple of years on pens now because I don’t let people run off with them. They are all the point 5mm tips and I prefer the .35mm tips but it is all good and I love how they write any how. I am a Pilot pen fan for life now and will always recommend the Pilot G2 pen to all of you guys. Get the point five or point 35 if you can find it and I am sure you will enjoy.
The ink came right off my skin in the shower though.
Sarah is working on getting the ink stain out now and I told her that lighter fluid or goo gone will do the trick so we will see how that goes. The ink came right off my skin in the shower though.
My favorite pen is the Pilot G2 limited pen in silver. I hope to hold on to it for a long time. I still have a Zippo lighter from years ago when I smoke cigarettes, which I am proud to announce that I am coming up on my two year mark for being smoke free and tobacco free; even though I still crave a Red man chew every now and again. I don’t know why since I only chewed it once ever six months or so. Luke my pal who in my mind, gave me the extra strength to quite has since gone back to smoking but I will stay smoke free at least till my seventies or eighties lol.
Okay it is time for me to get into a Net Flicks movie and maybe hit the hay since it is getting late.
Michael Trump America’s go getter
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Shut your mouth while you eat!
Do you or some one you know chew with your mouth open? Well if you are an open mouth chewer (for no other reason than you are just to flippin lazy to close your pie hole) while you devour globs of food. I cannot for the life of me understand why you think it is okay to show the world what is about to go into your stomach. Once food is in your mouth no one in their right mind wants to see your hear you chew like a fat cow. I hope this comes across as offensive as possible because what you are doing to others around your is much worse than I can put into words here. I know it may not be your fault that you chew with your mouth open. Maybe your parents chew their food like rabid dogs; drooling and foaming at the mouth while they try to ingest yesterday’s main course. Take a look around and try to notice haw gross it really is to see what is inside of someone else’s mouth as they chew. Even you gum chewers need to shut mouth while you comfort your self with that tasty lump of goop. I am sure that most of you need to have some formal training in proper eating etiquette. I can provide it at no charge to you, and will except tips from others around you when they notice that they actually have an appetite again. That’s right you are probably the main reason your other half doesn’t eat that much around you; they must be sickened by that sloppy way you eat. Its not because they “just aren’t hungry” it is because you are a nasty person who could change your life drastically for the better just by shutting your mouth while you chew. You’ll be amazed by how many people will sit by you when you eat and may even start to invite you out to eat again like they used to before they noticed that Neanderthalic way you chew. So please it is not to late to change your sickening ways, make a pledge today to your self and others around you that you will no long be the unmannered person of yesterday, you will no longer be laughed at behind your back. Today you will stand up and say, “I am not a loser who grosses everyone out around, today I start a new, and I WILL chew with my mouth shut!”
If you have a friend who should be reading this posting please forward it to him/her as soon as you can. If you would like to be more discrete about it; print this and leave it for them in a place where you know they will find it. You can email me their address and I will mail it to them or even email it if you so choose. But please help them so you can reignite your friendship once again. You and I both know the importance, of this matter at hand, and to delay notifying them of their horrible fallacy would be criminal on our part; we must act now to help them.
There are many websites online; that can help you or a friend with proper mannerisms in public and home alike. If you are a parent of someone who is not trained in proper public edict, you should feel ashamed that you have allowed you child to be laughed at in many situations; when your child is presenting themselves like wild animals. There is no time like now to start your child on the correct path, not only will this bring you less embarrassment and or ridicule it will give your child the chance to excel in the real world and wont be seen as any less of a person.
One thing that also goes along with open mouth chewing is talking with food in your mouth. Talking with your mouth open is not only gross; it is a real good way to choke and die. You have a higher risk of dying while talking with food in your mouth if you are home alone are gabbing some ones ear off on the phone. When food is in your mouth you should not be talking, because not only can you choke, you also spit food into the faces of others around you. If you haven’t been slapped you are really lucky, I promise it wont be long before someone snaps and busts a plate over your head.
Children, if your see that you are more mannered than your elders; don’t be afraid to laugh at them and tell them that they need to grow up and eat like a human. If they get mad it will only prove that you are the bigger person, don’t worry.
Everyone should strive to be the best that they can be, and you should start by chewing with your mouth shut. No one wants to bloody see it, and they probably hope you choke on that bolus of food when you are eating like a slob. Same goes for you gum chewers too.
Michael Trump
Two blue
So the 31st of March I got a shocking site. My fiancé showed me this little white stick that had two blue lines on it. I knew right away what I was looking at and at the moment was filled this so much joy. I don’t think Sarah really understood how happy I was. I guess I don’t really show my excitement all that well. But wow I can’t believe it, I am really going to be a daddy soon. I feel like Macey is mine, and am a dad to her, but to know that someone is pregnant with my own blood is so cool. I don’t think court is going to go in my favor with Arianna, and I will not except the loss when the judge throws the case out because the Shirk’s adopted Arianna with out notifying me, and I don’t think that the judge is going to care that I was never notified of what was going on; and she isn’t going to do what is best for Arianna Lore Shirk. I will not give up, but I will have to wait until I am making a little more money and can get the best legal help possible. I have written Arianna Shirk’s name enough now that someday when she Google’s her self (if she has any narcissism at all) she will see that I have written about her and will know that I tried to know her. Oh man, will the grand parents have it coming to them when they found out how much of her life has been a lie.
Sarah seems a little nervous about being prego, but it will all work out great for all of us.
It is Easter Sunday and I am not sure if this is getting posted today or not, but any way I got to get back into work…..
Okay so now I am at my parents and I have scanned so many child hood pictures into the computer and am going to upload them all here… well it goes to my sky drive. Take a look Arianna and tell me what you think.
That’s right Sarah is pregnant!!! My mom is happy and so is my step dad Rich Klein (just so he may show up on Google too)
Work has been good but man it has really been doing a number on my feet. I am not sure of how much more that they “my feet” can take. I rotate my shoes so that they have time to regain their fluffiness in the soul. I have been studying more and am happy to be learning more information and it is making sense this time around too. I just hope it is all there when I go to take my national exams. I have so many flash cards that it would take a month just read through them once. Lol. I like to bring them to work and look at ‘em on my breaks and such. Ray took his test and didn’t pass, he only missed it by a few questions and the next time around he and I will pass it. “I hope”
Sarah if by some chance you are reading this…it is not my most favorite thing in the world to do. It is the second or third most favorite thing. I love you first and the most punkin.
So Easter was cool I got to see my Uncle Dejay and my Nana too. My uncle is going to bring over his albums so that I can scan his pictures in too. I am trying to get all the families pictures scanned and have as many of them explained as possible so that I have some picture record of my family.
M.Trump
My life is about to change!
Well it now has been to long since I have written and now I feel bad because I am so way behind. Since last month so much has happened I don’t know where to begin; I guess I’ll start with my Macey is getting so big. She can almost walk and is trying to talk; Macey stands up in the shopping carts now. I know it’s not what the masses consider safe but to me it teaches balance and helps her to stand; Sarah and I are always close by to make sure Macey doesn’t take a tumble. Our little girl seems to love riding up front of the cart. Now around the house she is using everything to balance with, from the couch to the tables and even our legs if she can catch us. For Christmas we got her this train thing with a handle that she can use to balance with to aid her in her lessons on walking, my mama also got her a cool little car looking thing this is similar so now Macey has a choice in toys to play with. It also makes sure that it is easier for my nephew to share too; more on that it in a bit. Just the other day Macey’s first teeth cut through her bottom gums and wow were Sarah and I excited at the spectacle. Macey now is sticking everything in her mouth and giving it a little nibble. Her bite isn’t hard yet but as soon as it is she won’t be biting any more if I can help it. We have also been taking Macey up to the mall to play on the little kids’ playground there because it is gauged towards littler kids like Macey and such. She has been having so much fun there playing with the other kids… well she still just stares at 
them and does her own thing but we enjoy watching her learn and plus the floor is squishy too. I like just standing on it because my feet hurt after working all day and that is normally when we go up there to let her play. I wish my floors at home were the same as the floor at the kids play area in the mall. For Christmas Macey also got a swing that I hung this evening for her; it was a gift from my Mom and Rich. I am so glad they got it because Macey is going to get a lot of use out of it since she loves to swing and I don’t mind pushing her either. She got a little test run in it before bed tonight and was fricking excited to be in it.
My sister Jessica and her son has moved in with Sarah and I so that she can have a better
chance at succeeding in this world than she has in Inverness. She has already gotten a job and our next days of we are going to try to see about getting government help with daycare. I have high hopes for my little sister and I really hope she does something good with her life. Jess and Sarah will be getting their GEDs soon too I hope… well they will because I will not quit bugging them until they do! They both are smart girls who just need to get their shit straight.
Sarah, Macey and I had our family pictures taken a bit ago and wow did they come out great!! I love the one of me holding Macey above my head it turned out so great. Well all of them turned out great I hope you enjoy the album. I enjoyed every minute getting them taken.
We spent Christmas day over at Sarah’s mom’s house and my mom’s and my dad’s. we did a lot of driving on Christmas day and I got no where near enough pictures either but I think that this one came out pretty darn good and I wish I had one with my mom and Rich and my dad and Lisa and all the siblings I could muster up. These will be the in-laws soon and I am glad they are nice. I hope everyone had a merry Christmas.
So I don’t think I have written about the next subject in tonight’s blog before but there will be a lot more to come with what is next. Actually I may not write about it here in this posting but I think I will just make a page of it. And then add to it from there. But… well.
Okay this will be an account of what has been going on up till now.
Right around three years ago I got the most life changing knocks at my front door. It was about July 2006 and I had a house full of people; my roommates at the time Jenn, Adam, Dave, Jonny and me were sitting around watching TV when the whole thing started. I opened the door to see a familiar face. She was a short thin redhead that at the time I thought of often. Her name is Elisha and she was an ex girlfriend of mine. I promptly gave her a hug and invited her in to visit; I had not a clue about what was to come. Elisha and I went into a separate room so she could have a little chat with me and to fill me in on what had been going on with her. I feel like I remember so much because what she told me was so shocking. She sat me down and boy I thought she was going to tell me she gave mo some life treating disease or something. But what she said brought over whelming joy to my heart. Elisha told me that she had giving birth to my child, a little girl that she had named Arianna Shirk. Once it had sunk in I was a little mad since she had left me in the dark and not told me that I was a father since my daughter was now four months old. I didn’t get to name her and my name wasn’t on the birth certificate. I took a breath and told her I wanted to see her and that I needed to be apart of her life. Elisha agreed and promised to bring her over; a week or so went by and she came back with Arianna. I was so happy I couldn’t really speak and I cherished that short hour or so that I got to spend with her. After our short visit I told Elisha that she needed to bring her back over so that my mom and step dad could meet my daughter. As a little side note Elisha and I started back up a relationship so that we all could be a family and such but it was so strange that every time E was here she didn’t have the kids, yes she has two. Well a few weeks went by and Arianna got to meet my mama and we have a few pictures of all of us together, I have always kept a picture of Arianna and my mom up in my room in hopes that there will be many more to come. The visit at my mom’s house went well and I thought I was on my to becoming the family I always wanted. Elisha moved in with me shortly after that and said that the kids would move in soon after. Again it was false hope and after a few months I realized there was something up. I wasn’t getting to see my little girl and was getting really upset. Elisha and my relationship started a downward spiral that ended with her moving out and me still not getting to see my little girl. Elisha moved out to Orlando and I soon there after went to see Arianna’s grandparents to get a DNA test and to reassure them that their granddaughter wasn’t a bastard child. I had my mom go with me to Arianna’s home where I got to first meet Martin, his wife and Arianna’s great grandmother. After I introduced myself and being the possible father of their granddaughter the great grandmother burst into selfish tear saying “oh my god he is going to take her from us!” at that second I knew there was a lot of selfishness in the house and that there my be an obstacle to over come. Instead of being happy that their grandchild had a father they were worried about their feelings and wants instead of their grandchild’s right to know her father. They invited me into their home and allowed me to see Arianna and we had a nice visit. They invited me back to meet a couple that had an interest in my kid. Well they had planned on adopting out my little girl and Elisha’s son too. I told them on my second visit that I was going to have no part in that and that I would set up everything to get a DNA test done. I went to child support enforcement and go them to kind of start a case that only need to be signed by the grandparents and all would go great. Well once it was all said and done they never showed up o the child support place and when they were contacted by the lady who was handling everything some one at their home told her that they weren’t coming and that I wasn’t allowed back to their house. I took a deep breath and said I guess all in good time I will find a way.
A year or so went by and I was watching Judge Joe Brown and they had a thing for an upcoming show that if you thought you had a kid and wanted a DNA test to contact them. Well I did and they called me back in like a day. But when they called Elisha she flipped out and told them to go to hell; she called me and told me to go to hell and that Arianna wasn’t mine and that she didn’t even look like me and so on.
So I waited some more and every few months or so would tell my mom that I wanted to know and she would say okay and just brush me off. I don’t know why she never started any paper work or anything but I guess everything happens for a reason and god has a plan for every event that happens.
About six months ago I got to see pictures of what Arianna looks like now at three and I
cried my eyes out when I saw how much she looked like me. I emailed Elisha and begged for more pictures and she had only a few more to add to her myspace page. I couldn’t believe that she has so few pictures of her kids. I know that I would have tons mine, I would take so many pictures so that I could always see them, especially if I didn’t get to see them often. I show her picture to everyone I knew and asked them how much she looked like me. Every one kept asking what I was waiting for. Well I was waiting for more money so that I could afford the best lawyers that money could buy. I was waiting until I had the world to offer my little girl so that she would never go with out. But what I wasn’t thinking was that every day with out me she was going with out. I want to see her so bad. Every night before bed I say goodnight to her even though I know she can’t hear me. Everyday I say good morning wishing I could be cooking her breakfast. She looks so much like me and I can’t wait to have her in my life. Some people say “don’t get your hopes up” but I know deep down that she is my blood and that someday she will know me as dad.
Well just the other day I broke down in tears and left work because I couldn’t take it any more; I went to my moms all upset because this would be my third Christmas without my little girl. My mom finally got up the energy to start the paper work. I have spent a lot of time at the court house these last few days trying to get everything all together and since I am with out an attorney, I have to double check everything to make sure it is all filled out right. And there is no help from the clerks because some attorney felt he was losing out on money and demanded that clerks not do what was morally right so that people had to pay out more money to the machine. Well tomorrow the Sheriff will be serving the paper work that will change a few lives forever and I cant wait.
My day will come and I will be united with my little girl.
My friends who have stood by my side I thank you for your encouragement and your shoulders when I couldn’t take it anymore. Sarah I thank you for being so excepting of my life and Mom thank you for your helpfulness and all the time you have spent preparing my paper work for me to fill out and for being my mom.
Christmas day I asked Sarah to marry me and she said yes. I gave her my grandmother’s ring that my grandfather gave her. I am so glad to have her in my life and I know I have finally made the right choice in women. We don’t have a date set yet but all in good time for now we have a lot that will be going on with our lives and all good things come with time. She had no clue it was coming and cried tears of joy… I hope. She couldn’t call anyone because we had to leave for my dad’s house and she had to wait till late the next day to tell anyone. My dad and step mom wee very happy to here that I was getting tied down. My mom is probably the most excited that I am getting Married. Well wish us luck:)
Well I guess I have about written a book today and well may have to write another one so that if everything goes south with the court Arianna will be able to Google her name one day and find my page here. I hope it never comes to that I hope that soon I will be writing about her and mine adventures at the park with Charlie the bull dog… no I don’t have a bull dog. Yet that is, so if any of you know any one with free bull dog pups let me know.
Good night and good luck
The hopeful
I took a ride in the dryer of doom and so did Jonny and Sarah, see all the videos here. We were very safe about it and please don’t try this at home or if you are way to fat. I can’t wait to get my little sisters in the dryers lol. It is just for fun and nothing else. hey we could be out bashing mailboxes.
Michael Trump
I got a site? For real?
Hey hey hey so I haven’t written since I was so mad I could hardly see and well I have calmed down a lot. Cherelle and I are kickin it again and I finally got a site for my externs “thank God!!”
I am trying to sell my tattoo machine and power source, but no one seems interested in a
great quality piece of history. My Nana gave it to me after my step grandfather passed away and it has sat in my closet collecting dust. I have wanted to use it but ink and needles are a bit expensive and well not in the budget. It is an Owen Jensen and is in great shape so if you or anyone you know may want it just let me know.
Okay okay okay, so Cherelle and I have managed to get back together and are doing well. How this happened I am not sure; I guess I am just losing my edge. Don’t get me wrong
I am happy with her when things are going well. Her husband now plays way less of a roll in her life; I hope soon she will realize that the only roll he needs to play is the kids’ father on the weekends and special events. But who knows how things will work out. Okay so on a happier note Cherelle is trying to do better and has made leaps and bounds to make sure that she doesn’t do anything that she wouldn’t want done back to her. “The Golden Rule”
So I am sitting at home with Cherelle’s kids while she is out trying on dresses with my brother’s fiancée, that’s right my little bro is getting married next weekend and will be having a little baby soon too. So yeah both of the kids are sick and just want to sleep so I guess it’s cool that I am here with them. I am getting some extra lovin for sitting here today too so it is all good. Just playing.
So Central Florida Institute “CFI” finally found me some where to do my externship for six 
months so that someday I can get to making some real money. CFI placed me thirty miles away from home in Carolwood. The trip to and from externship is about to a little more than an hour drive, I was mad at first but I do like where I am placed. My preceptor seems to have faith
in my fresh new skills; she even let me do a full scan on my second day. I was so nervous but my preceptor watched over me and guided me threw the entire scan and double checked my work. She also let me do a bubble study “I just pushed the bubbles” I hope this next six months flies by so that I can start making money and a name for myself. I know I can do this and I can’t wait till I have the necessary skills to be the best out there. I Central Florida Institute will want to name a building after me someday just because they will know that they trained the best, lol; I am just playing. I havn’t talked to any of my classmates since I changed my number and the only one I ever really talked to was Ray, I hope he is doing good at his site.
Well I guess I am going to have to get some studying done while I have the chance before Cherelle Coggins gets home. I can’t study around her because I enjoy hanging out with her to much lol. I got a lot of catch up studying to do. I see everyday at externs more and more what I need to study. I have a good grasp of the stuff but I can do better. So for now I am off to learn I will write more soon I hope.
The great 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
Trump got cut!
So today at six thirty am I was preparing for surgery. I had to my right shoulder cleaned out. I guess it was full of debris. According to my mom there was a lot of crap inside the joint. There was a chance 
that Dr. Katz was going to do an open rotator cuff repair; thank god he didn’t. since he didn’t have to open my shoulder up, I only have to wear my sling for 24 hours. Though the bandages stay on till Monday. After the surgery I had to come out of anesthesia, “that was not fun” I didn’t get sick but I did cry and I think I was a little mean to the nurse. I remember them raising the oxygen to my nasal canulus because I didn’t want to breath, I was afraid to cough. I cried a lot when I was coming to. The surgery was over just a little after 8am and I didn’t leave the center till after 10am. I’m getting to rest here at my mom’s house for the day, its nice and quiet here. Thank you for taking your time to read about my morning. Oh yeah I haven’t had my prescriptions filled yet today. So I hope that the pain isn’t like they say it will be. My right hand feels so fat right now and like its covered in sand. I want a chili dog so bad right now. I’d like to thank Dr. Katz and the New Port Richey Surgery Center for the great job they did today, and I’d like to thank them for putting with my ass.Today is my 17th day of no smoking. Chantix has really helped with my choice to stop. My not smoking is what brought on this cough that I was so afraid of this morning. So anyone that wants to quit and are thinking to use Chantix, if you have any questions just ask, I can fill you in on my experience with this new aid.
Well I’d like to take a nap now so I’m going to go for now.
Michael Trump
Michael Trump 