Talkin' IT St8UP Smack


I now know what it was like on the night the Titanic went down..

I had to search through Spotify and find the tunes, because I just couldn't fathom what was actually happening. A patch to a system was going to be applied at midnight. A patch that has broken the system and caused a sev 1 outage just a few days back.

Well thank the Gods that Engineering has blessed the patch as not impacting the thing that caused the outage on Monday. Even though the system functioned as expected before the patch and was a broken heap of junk scraps following. Why would anyone conclude it was the patch, right?! Only an animal would think or insinuate such a thing.

Well they did want just "a  few minutes" to talk it over with some people with 13 minutes to zero hour. I said, cut the crap and just stop the patch. I was actually contemplating letting the F-Bomb Bay door loose at 10 till, but withheld this and opted for a quiet violin and Obo solo from the titanic orchestra.

I now know how it must have been. The clock ticking down and you know its happening. You thank those that have long suffered with you on the bridge. The f'er in the crows nest screaming about the damn iceberg. The anus at the wheel trying to steer you away from the fuckkin ice, only to smile as the fucker gets ripped in two. The stern flailing out of the icy waters. Sorry Rose. This won't be a happy ending.

Midnight, the time of reckoning has came and went and we are informed that the patch is scheduled to be deployed anytime between 12:00 and 04:00. Thus we can assume full on Sausage within this timeframe.

-Str8 Sausage
FMITGA

So there i was, hanging up my mobile phone after getting the fax number for my Primary Care Doctor. I had a mission, to send a form over to the doctor. This form was worth a $300 credit to me, if I had them fill it out and uploaded it to the site within the next day. I hurried over to the printer, moved it into the middle of the room so as to be able to connect the telephone line (yes, I hardly use it for faxing). I loaded the sheet in the top document feeder, just as the picture showed, text facing up! I dialed the number and hit send.... I heard the beeping and the booming, the fuzz/static sound and then......NOTHING. The paper was still sitting in the feeder, waiting to go in. That is when I realized something.. a week before, I had put a picture on the glass to think down. I had taken a selfie and put it in the empty cookie package to foil a certain teen, who always likes to sneak cookies, then pretend like he wasn't the one. Even though the other adult in the house didn't have any, the tiny humans cannot reach and the dogs and cat don't have thumbs. I quickly unplugged the phone line and opened the lid to the printer scanner glass, and there it was in all its' glory.

A Case for God




I once heard God and Heaven described as a coin. Find a coin, hold it up in front of you. Make sure that you are holding it so that you are seeing the "tails" side. Now, lets pretend that you have never seen this coin before, and do not know if there is anything on the other side. I tell you now that indeed there is something on the other side. You are not able to turn the coin to see for yourself, instead in faith you must believe.

So what does that mean? In short, the case for God is this. It is rarely the case that someone would be able to converse with someone who has seen God and returned to convince you. We must believe in God and Jesus Christ, through faith alone. If we believe in God and life eternal through Jesus Christ and it is not fact, what have we lost? If we do not believe, and the only way to salvation is through Christ, we have lost everything.

I close today with posing this to you...have you ever seen an ultrasound of a baby? Have you looked into those eyes or held a tiny hand? You have seen God. Now go tell someone!

Sepi 4 Prez 2012

A rare interview with Presidential Candidate Sepi

2012 Candidates Impromptu Interview from Bryan W. Stewart on Vimeo.

The FBI Showed up, and it was Epic

Have you ever heard the phrase, "Comee Commee.." have you ever been told that someone could or would "crush your head before you reached the door?" No? Well I'm not going to keep this all to myself then. Oh and for those that may already know, the Sep™ sit back and relax, it's time to board the way back train.

The FBI Showed up, and it was Epic from Bryan W. Stewart on Vimeo.

Timing is everything



One must refrain from "Making the Wrong Choice™" in some instances. I will be the first to admit that this prospect is hard to bear when you have been wronged. I often wonder what sort of story my ex has concocked and spoonfed my daughter. I am sure she has had questions. Why "I left". People that have made mistakes, and we all have, tend to try and color the picture in a way to make them "the good guy". The problem is that you cannot hide from the truth. Sure, you may think that by making up stories and bending the truth, somehow buys you another day of feeling ok about what happened, well. There does come a time when you run out of stories. A day when the truth will be known. I wonder what that day will be like? I am sure that my ex has convinced my daughter that her daddy "left her mommy, or her mommy left her daddy because he "kissed another girl"". It breaks my heart to think for a minute that my daughter would believe that. Ya see the truth is a lot different. Daddy actually tried to look away the times that mommy lied to him about things. Where the bank account went, where she was, the nights she never came home. How many affairs she had. Who what and why men called the house at all hours of the night. Why men were over the house when I was working to keep a roof over our heads. How the final straw was catching you in bed with another man. Oh I'm sure that you would like me to believe that it was somehow ok to have someone in our bed at 1:00am.

You may have left out the fact that when i kicked you out of the house, you had to go to the police three days later and claim that I hurt you. All of this because, your boyfriend's mother wouldn't let you stay there at her house. How that act almost got her Daddy put in jail. It was only a little lie, and besides, she has everything that she needs now.

You see though, I will be able to tell her, when she is old enough to handle the truth. Of course, you may think that it will be tough to prove this, you know after she has been spoonfed years of daddy-hate. Pesky thing about that trial, you didn't count on...trials are recorded and recordings are public record.

..and that $175.00(cost of court tapes) was the best investment I could have ever made. It really hurts me that someone could be that cold and calculating, but I do have advice for those Daddy's out there.

Stay strong for your kids, provide a positive Godly example, be there for your children, encourage them. Never ever speak badly of their mommy. I mean it, no matter what. Keep your cool.

Veritas!
BBoG


The sun even shines on a dog's ass occasionally, and the dog smiles.