Wirecutter!
You actually posted yourself!
Now I'm intrigued. You sound so down to earth and honest.
About myself: I'm Jamie from Lodi (Stuck in Lodi Again), I teach school and yes, I read your blog at work. Shame on me. I found it linked in from Small Bits and Pieces and have been hooked ever since.
I was wondering if you'd like to do lunch sometime. We can even meet at a truck stop if you'd like. Reply to this email if you're interested.
Publish this email if you want, but withhold my picture. I wouldn't want any of my students to know that I'm "warped"!
-Jamie
You just invited me to lunch at a truck stop? Oh thank you God...... My dream girl!
Glad you like my blog and yes, I'd love to meet you for lunch.
-Wirecutter
Monday, December 15, 2008
From Becky - Nevada
I'm Becky the Absent Minded Housewife out of "Where the hell am I again?" Nevada.
I found you because you were kind enough to link me. I've linked back. It's nifty how that works.
I found you because you were kind enough to link me. I've linked back. It's nifty how that works.
Here is an obligatory photo. Enjoy.
-Becky
Ahhh, yes. From Bendover, Nevada.
I notice you didn't talk shit about Barstow. Not that you could living where you do.
Love your blog, and for those that haven't checked it out yet, please do so. You'll get a kick out of it for sure.
PS Nice boob!
From Bookmole - United Kingdom
Hi - this is Bookmole from the UK. I don't have a life, so I have to live vicariously, through others. And yours is a hoot! Love the Gotta be Califonia pics - please, keep posting them.
Don't know if I would show up on your site meter, though - does it track RSS feeds?
Gotta go cook dinner for hungry peeps now. It's damn cold here, yesterday it rained all day, the day before was foggy. I hate winter!
I remember you! You're the lady that hates big ass centipedes.
You commented several times and I appreciate your feedback.
Stay dry, and stay out of the fog - the boogeyman lurks there.
Don't know if I would show up on your site meter, though - does it track RSS feeds?
Gotta go cook dinner for hungry peeps now. It's damn cold here, yesterday it rained all day, the day before was foggy. I hate winter!
I remember you! You're the lady that hates big ass centipedes.
You commented several times and I appreciate your feedback.
Stay dry, and stay out of the fog - the boogeyman lurks there.
Rain
It's raining so hard right now that I can actually hear it.
That's saying a lot considering how bad my hearing is from years of gunfire.
It's very soothing, something that I've always enjoyed and I miss it terribly.
Wear your hearing protection when you shoot, folks.
That's saying a lot considering how bad my hearing is from years of gunfire.
It's very soothing, something that I've always enjoyed and I miss it terribly.
Wear your hearing protection when you shoot, folks.
Six times already????
From http://throwtheball.blogspot.com/
This video is outrageous and the music that accompanies it was a perfect choice.
Time to wash my truck
Okay, this ain't gonna happen.
I'll just park it in the street and let the rain do it for me.
But a guy can fantasize, right?
Sunday, December 14, 2008
From Wirecutter - Modesto, CA
Top picture: Probably the best picture ever taken of me, taken 2 years ago.
Bottom: What I look like today, although this picture was taken last winter.
Jamie wrote and said that since I asked my readers to tell me a little about themselves, it would only be fair if I were to tell my readers a little about me.
Okay Girl, you asked for it.
My name is Ken and I was born here in Modesto in 1959. My father was a professional soldier, so I spent my younger years traveling all over the States and Europe. I've lived in California, Washington state (twice), Missouri (twice), Maryland, Germany (twice as a youngster, once when I was in the army), Texas, and Georgia.
I've worked as a horse wrangler, in a photo lab, construction, served in the Army (yes, I was honorably discharged) sold weed, worked as bodyguard/driver for a drug dealer, worked at an army ammo plant, and now I've worked at a warehouse for the past 16 years.
My interests are shooting, fishing, more shooting and even more fishing. I also do a fair amount of prospecting. I consider myself a student of Western History, specifically frontier and mining camp history.
I'm kinda sorta heavily tattooed - 21 at last count. I don't consider it a lifestyle, it's just something I started as a youngster and continued over the years.
I am single - married once in 1991 and still going through the process of divorce a year after I filed. I have no children. I don't want any children.
I started blogging in August of this year. I don't remember why I started but I really enjoy it. I like the fact that there are others out there that are just as warped as I am and more than a couple that are willing to admit it.
Okay Jamie, are you happy?
Looks like there's gonna be a job opening soon
What I want to know is why is this guy's buddy inside his truck taking pictures instead of helping his friend. Is that his boss? Does he owe him money? Is he screwing Bearbait's wife? What?
From Ibeam The Mullet Hunter - Greenwood Lake, NY
Okay folks, I've gotten quite a few emails wanting to know just who in the hell is Ibeam The Mullet Hunter. Here he is in living color.
We "met" a few years back when he bought some tattoo memorabilia from me (might have been the other way around, it's been a long time) on eBay.
We've stayed in touch since and he's been a great friend.
What makes him a mullet hunter? Well, he's got about a million pictures of mullets on his myspace page. It's fucking hilarious......
Hey Ken,
I've been reading your blog for a while now and look forward each day to seeing what you are going to post. My favorites are STRAIGHT UP WHITE TRASH and your fishing blogs. I live in Greenwood Lake, NY (about an hour's drive North West of NYC). You and I have been in contact for a number of years now, after our first contact on eBay, and am glad for our internet friendship. Attached is a pic of my sorry ass! Feel free to post.
Easy,
--ibeam.
From Roger - Sao Paulo, Brazil
Wirecutter,
How are you doing?
Well, first of all my name is Roger and I'm from Sao Paulo, Brazil.
I have two blogs (www.zootropole.com.br and www.zootropole.com, which is an English version of the first).
A couple of weeks ago I discovered your blog, and now you are one of my favorites. In fact I'm addicted to it...
I really like to read about your thoughts and opinions - and of course I love all the white trash/gotta be California stuff.
If anytime you decided to get down here, drop me a line partner!
Roger
I'll do that, my Friend. I've never been to Brazil but have always wanted to. I understand they have some outstanding examples of White Trash.
How are you doing?
Well, first of all my name is Roger and I'm from Sao Paulo, Brazil.
I have two blogs (www.zootropole.com.br and www.zootropole.com, which is an English version of the first).
A couple of weeks ago I discovered your blog, and now you are one of my favorites. In fact I'm addicted to it...
I really like to read about your thoughts and opinions - and of course I love all the white trash/gotta be California stuff.
If anytime you decided to get down here, drop me a line partner!
Roger
I'll do that, my Friend. I've never been to Brazil but have always wanted to. I understand they have some outstanding examples of White Trash.
From Ride Fast - SF Bay Area, CA
Wirecutter,
I read your blog because your sense of humor is similar to mine. Your "Straight Up White Trash" and "Must Be California, Again" posts are hilarious. I'm in the SF Bay Area, otherwise a secure and undisclosed location. I too have been through Barstow. I did not stop nor even put a foot down but have felt tarnished ever since. I drink to compensate. Heh.
Totz,
RF from Ride Fast & Shoot Straight
What in the world do all you folks have against Barstow? It's got some of the best meth labs in the nation......
Seen my goat?
Two rednecks are out hunting, and as they're walking along they come upon a mineshaft in the ground. They approach it and are amazed by the size of it. The first hunter says "Wow, that's some hole. I can't even see the bottom. I wonder how deep it is?"
The second hunter says "I don't know, let's throw something down and listen and see how long it takes to hit bottom."
The first hunter says "There's this old transmission here, give me a hand and we'll throw it in and see."
So they pick it up and carry it over, and count one, and two and three, and heave it in the hole.
They are standing there listening and looking over the edge and they hear a rustling in the brush behind them. As they turn around they see a goat come crashing through the brush, run up to the hole with no hesitation, and jump in headfirst.
While they are standing there looking at each other, looking in the hole, and trying to figure out what that was all about, an old farmer walks up.
"Say there," says the farmer, "You fellers didn't happen to see my goat around here anywhere, did you?"
The first hunter says "Funny you should ask, but we were just standing here a minute ago and a goat came running out of the bushes doin' about a hunert miles an hour and jumped headfirst into this mineshaft here!"
And the old farmer said... "Why, that's impossible, I had him chained to a transmission!"
The second hunter says "I don't know, let's throw something down and listen and see how long it takes to hit bottom."
The first hunter says "There's this old transmission here, give me a hand and we'll throw it in and see."
So they pick it up and carry it over, and count one, and two and three, and heave it in the hole.
They are standing there listening and looking over the edge and they hear a rustling in the brush behind them. As they turn around they see a goat come crashing through the brush, run up to the hole with no hesitation, and jump in headfirst.
While they are standing there looking at each other, looking in the hole, and trying to figure out what that was all about, an old farmer walks up.
"Say there," says the farmer, "You fellers didn't happen to see my goat around here anywhere, did you?"
The first hunter says "Funny you should ask, but we were just standing here a minute ago and a goat came running out of the bushes doin' about a hunert miles an hour and jumped headfirst into this mineshaft here!"
And the old farmer said... "Why, that's impossible, I had him chained to a transmission!"
Be careful what you ask for
Monica Lewinsky was looking at herself nude in a mirror, after a relaxing bath. Her frustration over her lack of ability to lose weight was depressing her. In an act of desperation, she decided to call on God for help. "God... if you take away my love handles, I'll devote my life to you," she prayed.
Then her ears fell off.
Then her ears fell off.
I want a job at a liquor store
Now that the United States has finally said 'Sorry', the American Indians are holding a meeting tomorrow to decide whether to end their 225 year strike and start working......
From Dominique - Boise, ID
Hi Wirecutter!
Not sure how many actual hits you get from me, I have your site in my google reader but I thought I would chime in anyways.
I'm Dominique. From San Diego... currently living in Boise, ID (Brrrrr!). I can't remember how I made it to your site in the first place but am I ever so glad I did! I can always count on your site to make me laugh. I have actually been known to laugh so hard I wake the dog (or even my husband) up. He, the husband, has taken to looking over my shoulder when I read your site!
P.S. He loves the last few posts with the girly shots... he says "We've been married for almost 13 years... THANK YOU! I get to look at a hot chick and all my wife does is laugh. Double bonus." Anyway, what do I like best about your site? EVERYTHING!! Don't change a thing. Thanks for all the smiles!
Dominique
Hi Dominique,
My sympathies to you for (Brrrr) Idaho.
Glad you like my site. And I thought there were times when I might offend the ladies......
Tell your husband that I'll do my damnedest to post more girly shots for him. It's hard for me to lower myself to do that, but I'm sure I'll manage somehow.
And please try not to wake the dog - Punkindog gets downright outraged when I disturb his 20 hours of sleep a day.
-Wirecutter
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Straight up White Trash, God bless her
Passed out in front of a grill wearing a rassling T-shirt and a couple of beer cans behind her.
Yup, White Trash.
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