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Old Army's Blog

My Life and Opinions about life in Nevada & now Texas!!!

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I am a Retired Army guy, who is old fashioned and progressive. You know a living oxymoron! My Favorite blogs: http://jetiranger.tripod.com/BLOG/ & http://www.usinkorea.org/

Monday, January 30, 2006

About the other gender!

Got this from a friend of mine thought it was worth sharing. I cleaned up some of the wording you can read the original story on the link. Here is the link:

I've learned that women lie, yet to them, they are not really lying. They can justify their lies, so it's not really lying. And besides, they feel it's to protect someone...mostly themselves.
I've learned women love to be touched softly, caressed, kissed on the neck from behind and nibbled on. The absolutely love a man with a soft touch, especially when sex starts, but somewhere later, and it's the man's job to know when, they want it hard, and rough, and fast. They want to be taken, conquered, overwhelmed and spun out of control. They can't help it.

I've learned women do look at men physically, even when they say they don't. Women are so concerned about their bodies, their appearance, their dress. They scrutinize other women without mercy. Don't think for a minute they don't do this to men. Their dirty little secret is they notice things in men, how they dress, how they look, and their bodies, yet claim they don't. "I like a man who's kind, smart, etc." they say. Bullshit. They notice everything about a man, his watch, the cut of his suit (and if he's wearing one), shoes, nails, even his haircut, all within a millisecond, and judge them just slightly less harsher than women.

I've learned women love a man with money but not necessarily a rich man. Even the hippie chick who live with a guy who makes peanuts will admire a nice guy with a little dosh. They all want resources and deep down know love, and sex, can only go so far.

I've learned women notice the guys who are loud and even obnoxious. In forth grade I was as obnoxious as can be to Tammy, who never noticed me before, and after school she came over, gave me a kiss, and ran off. I'd discovered the secret to free and willing women and never knew it.

I've learned that most women finally learn that loud and obnoxious men are jackasses. Many women learn that the quiet guy, all 5'7" and 140 pounds of him, has a bigger dick and knows how to use it and other parts of his body far better than the jackass. She's boning Quiet Guy and loving it.

I've learned that a 50 year old women can f*** better than most 30 year olds. And they don't play head games, either.

I've learned women can't make decisons. Period.

I've learned what I've read about women is all wrong. Especially if it's written by a woman. Why? Women are individuals and should be approached as such. Figure that out first and you'll have it made.

I've learned women admire a well hung man. Sorry guys.

I've learned that women like men's eyes more than any other part of his body. If a man has nice eyes or knows how to use them, he has the key to women.

I've learned that just about every women can be bribed to do just about anything with enough money. There's something naturally whorish about women. I knew a woman whom I tried to bed for years and she refused because of her "standards", yet when I paid her rent when she was down and out one month she spread it wide and often long after that month had come and gone. She just needed a good reason. And a bribe.

And finally, I've learned that women have to justify everything they do, even have sex. Men will f*** just for the sake of it. Or buy something just because they like it. No explanation, no justification. Women, on the otherhand, have to justify why they are buying that pair of shoes or have sex with a guy.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Another Day

Just another day for me. I have only been here in the DFW are about 4 months but it is much different from Nevada where I was prior to the move here or Oklahoma where I retired from the Army. Trying to get back into Racquetball but the rust is coming off slowly hopefully I will get better. Need to find more time for exercise but every time I try to plan it into my day something always seems to come up at work. Ah the best laid plans....such is life. Till the next blog

Saturday, January 21, 2006

The Car


Well here is the Del Sol. I have given it to my youngest son now that he is back from Iraq. He is adding a few more upgrades.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Texas Weather

Wow, the weather here has been just great. Only had to turn the heater onjust enough to warm the bathroom up for a shower. I am surprised as it looks as though winter is just skipped. That does not look good for summer as without a couple of good freezes the bug will be out in full force. Do miss the mountians in Nevada and trips up to Lake Tahoe. There is as much good eating here in Dallas/Ft Worth as there was in Reno but it is not in as concentrated an area. I am looking forword to playing a little more racquetball here but most of the players are way out of my league, but who knows might be able to find an instructor. If anyone out there instructs in the Keller, TX area let me know. Take care. I might have some pictures of my DelSol with the new Mods up soon.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

New Years greetings!

Yeah, I know I'm a little late but New Years is not as much fun as it use to be. Cops every 3 miles looking for drunks and drunks driving through housing areas to try to avoid the cops. Games I just don't want to play. I miss Nevada sometimes but this is better for me here work wise. I hope to Vegas this summer with one of my friends to unwind a little. I miss playing an hour of Black Jack every other weekend, (yeah big spender on the $5 Tables) I think I miss the eye candy at the casinos. Next big project is Taxes, just getting everything together is a pain as things get put away in weird places when you move. Hope to put the other house in Oklahoma on the market in May. That will free up a chunk of money to maybe start investing a little more for retirement.