if you would have told me 5 years ago that my favorite tv shows would be reality based i would have said you were nuts but somehow or other about the only tv shows i watch these days are reality shows. either i've gone nuts or there is just fuck all else to watch. somehow or other i find myself watching a few shows that feature down on their luck people trying to make it big in the gold mining racket. here they are:
gold rush and bearing sea gold are somewhat believable but jungle gold and bamazon are absolutely insane. the 2 guys on jungle gold were world class stupid if you care to believe that the show was on the up and up. needless to say they lost their investors money and headed back to the u.s.a. but vowed to return to the jungle. these 2 fucknuts couldn't find any gold in the jungle so they decided to buy some black market gold and sell it at a profit. they were very pleased with themselves after buying some gold for about 50 cents on the dollar but their joy was short lived. some nogoodnik black guys stole the gold. so it goes. i finished watching bamazon last night. the good old boys from alabama found fuck all gold after spending about a million bucks but considered it a success and vowed to return next year.
as an added bonus on jungle gold our heroes were claimed jumped by a bunch of rifle toting nine irons and had to cross the the nine iron's lease to get to their lease. the nine irons looked pretty mean and our heroes were shit scared of them.
i've pissed around with penny mining stocks for about 40 years and took a placer mining course in my youth. sonny is a mining engineer and spent 4 summers in the yukon working in exploration camps so i do have a little more than a passing interest in gold. combine my love of gold with the lunacy of a bunch of down on their luck fucknuts trying to strike it rich and i'm thoroughly entertained. most of these shows center around an old excavator that breaks down almost every show or some sort of mechanical failure that stops our intrepid mining heroes in their tracks. water, either too much or not enough, also plays a very big role in our heroes adventures.
if i only could find a partner who was good at fixing stuff i might try it myself. does anyone know an old master mechanic that can fix old stuff and is at home shitting in the woods?
i love you sons of bitches
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Haven't heard of these shows before. Television watch for us is basic rabbit ears. Never once had cable or satellite. Watch mostly public television.
News thing I been doing is reading Mother Jones Magazine.
Any how one reason they like to use “reality” shows is to keep the unions under control.
Coffee is on.
They say the people who made the money during the California gold rush were the merchants who sold the miners supplies rather than the miners themselves. I'd rather speculate in futures than trying to dig up myself.
peppy - i feel like going back to rabbit ears since the cable company has forced me to go digital.
gb - futures? you're a braver man than me gunga din.
" we don't need no stinkin' badges ".
Does a king shit in the woods?
momma take this badge off of me
i can't use it anymore....
Apparently some kings shit don't stink.
pilgrim - if you've never read THE TREASURE OF THE SIERRA MADRE, you've never read anything. I guarantee you won't put it down until you're finished.
i checked our library with no luck. any chance you have an epub version in your back pocket?
pilgrim - I don't think any of B Travens stuff is in e version.
All over the amazon at four bux though.
P-Frump rules.
When I was crying the deep, despondent sobs a few times this weekend, she would hug me tightly and wipe away my tears. When she noticed that the tears had made my beard wet, she brought a towel to me and gently rubbed my beard dry.
Too bad he can't appreciate an awesome comment thread.
...and may I just point out that everything was going along fine over there until Thimscool left the comment about getting fucked with an axe and threw poor Frump over the edge.
Blogslayer!
is he getting a divorce or committing suicide?
There, I apologized and gave him some friendly advice. He will be fine as long as he has such a tender loving wife to care for him.
Pilgrim, you have been preempted by the Frumpy Professor. Only a handful of comments here and he is fast approaching your readership. Now we're discussing his blog on your blog making this a metablog for beta dogs.
Google is very effective, no? You could ask them to cook up an algorithm for you and then you won't need to slave away here at the Enjoy the Moment.
so why is he crying?
it's a good gimmick but i wouldn't stoop that low to attract readers.
He won't tell us, you see. Genius!
this will be a big test for the king. i might not be perfect but i don't cry and have a woman gently wipe the tears from my beard. maybe he'll dump the frump and embrace me again.
the king doesn't suffer men that act like little girls.
unless frump gives a good reason for the tears, it's open season in my books.
fuck me, i might even do a post on it and have some sort of poll.
If you carefully read his last few posts it is obvious he is talking about gender reassignment.
Other clues? That he didn't delete the two comments about being featured on the pipe smoker fetish blog and allowed his photo to remain, and the fact that he's ok with revealing he's a sensitive man who wets his bread.
Wait, he said beard? I thought he said he cried into his bread.
Checking....
No, he was clearly calling his wife his beard.
"......the only tv shows i watch these days are reality shows. either i've gone nuts or there is just fuck all else to watch......."
Both.
HA!
"Dump the Frump"!
Normally BBC would call a weeping man a pussy and tell him to buck up. BBC likes Frump because Frump tolerates him. I guarantee it's a huge chore for BBC to come up with pleasant comments, which is why he unloads as soon as I show up.
It's a selfless service I provide, you know.
Just make your choice and take heart than in another universe there is a Pipe Smoking Professor that made the other choice, and he is happier than you are.
Good one! I LOL'd.
holy christ, and the king is going into the woods with him this summer!
i can't remember if i left any comments and had them deleted.
delete this! hehehehe
it sounds like frump might be up shit creek if he's a catholic.
Roman Catholic FTW!
(Do y'all know about the handy "search" option in the top left corner?)
i'm chuckling but the king must be having a nervous breakdown.
if he's got any integrity he'll be just vile to frump as he was to wooz.
It appears P-Frump was just as depressed in '05. Clearly he is not suicidal.
ALTF needs to hook him up with a suite at The Pantawee so he can transition in luxury, post-op.
Like I keep saying, your king is a fraud. His rules bend so long as you're nice to him.
Hmm, the old sod DID delete the all cunt comment I dumped over there also.
If true, it's almost enough to make even a king cry salty fucking tears in his bread.
this has certainly been an interesting day.
i can't quite put my finger on it but somehow the king owes me an apology.
me and ruby will be renting a 50 ft winnabego this summer and dropping in on the fishermen.
I have now left TWO uplifting and helpful comments at P-Frump's. If he deletes me he's gonna be real fucking sorry!
me and ruby will be renting a 50 ft winnabego this summer and dropping in on the fishermen.
You're crashing the Big Hole soiree? It really is the party of the year! They better catch a lot of fish.
yes, when me and the winnabego arrive at the king's campground it should be like al czervik dropping his anchor on judge smails' cute little sailboat.
I'll bring the scotch.
Can someone pick me up at the airport? Does Montana have an airport?
Nevermind, I found a local rancher with a 1968 Cadillac Fleetwood limousine on Craigslist.
Will you bring your spouse and the Pomeranians?
Are you bringing enough scotch?
That would mean two Massholes to one asshole. Is that fair? If so, I'm game.
I'll buy another case.
You better be careful, Thimscool. You're going to get unfriended soon!
thimscool revealed,
"......Will you bring your spouse and the Pomeranians?......"
Spouse? The Leslie is in thrall to the strictured bonds of matrimony?
Oh dear, BBC will have unrestricted amusement with this revelation.
"Strictured bonds" might be pushing it a bit....
how about fish?
your border guards won't let me bring any fish into the country.
P-Frump is bringing hash and opium, will that do?
i'm probably on frump's shit list.
and most of these fucknut fishermen will have guns. i'm getting cold feet.
It's starting to sound like Altamont, actually.
Altamont?
Will The Grateful Dead be at the BBC et al. hoedown and not play out of fear of the increasing level of Spirit amongst the gathering?
Will Herr Professor get knifed?
Gimme Shelter indeed.
Hey, you fuck with the bull, you get the horns.
Pilgrim, just leave the fish to me. Shall I bring you a side arm?
fish and a side arm!
if that isn't nice, what is?
Ammo for the side arm?
Fish wrap?
Thimscool, don't you think I'm the one who'll need the side arm? BBC has all but put a hit out on me.
In my quest to get to know P-Frump in 5 minutes or less, I kept stumbling upon comment threads
like this.
My new theory is the sensitive, weepy P-Frump has a snarky, vengeful alter-ego named Anonymous. Fill in the rest yourselves. I'm tired of giving away this psychoanalytic genius for free.
i'm gonna need some time to ponder all this.
one thing i know for sure, he's a drama queen.
i offered to help via my rosewater foundation franchise but so far, no response. so it goes.
I figured you'd want an assault rifle.
Am I wrong?
Frump rarely engages ~he might accidentally laugh.
I'm bring Butchie. He has an AK-47 and an attitude.
Also? A certain blogger friend who visited NYC this past weekend will soon be posting proof that I really do exist and am actually known by real people who also exist, and then BBC can officially eat his fucking words and a steaming pile of shit and die!
I think the photo even shows my damn Prius, something else I was supposedly lying about.
a new day, a new dawn.
the king has set me straight.
i am not worthy to sniff the shit of any professor on this planet and am but a child that must be taught a lesson.
i guess i'm just another brick in the wall.
A child of the universe!
One of the best songs ever.
Your king's self-worth is bolstered by having PhD "friends", but not enough to get him to modify his own idiotic behavior which includes demanding his vision of loyalty.
He's a fucking dolt. His "spirit" wouldn't make a pimple on the pimple I wouldn't make on Helen's ass.
Thimscool, would you kindly verify my existence by visiting Raymi's? I'm not providing a link because she doesn't need the asshole leaving her shitty comments. She gets enough of those.
well leslie, someone directed me to a blog purportedly to be yours and to which i was not able to access since i was not an invited guest to which i don't give a shit. i give even less of a shit about some phantom named butchie or raymi.
there is a modicum of substance to the king's claims.
BP - I'm a fan of Bering Sea Gold, but most likely because it is in the same vein as my favorite reality show, "Deadliest Catch." Don't know why I love that one...perhaps because it has something to do with fishing - at least tangientally. Also a fan of "Alaska: The Last Frontier." I keep thinking I'd like to give that lifestyle a try, but I am not sufficiently independently wealthy. As you would say...so it goes.
No one's invited. I don't blog.
Raymi isn't a phantom, she's a Canadian.
Your king is on record everywhere saying that no bloggers know me in real life. Three bloggers know me in real life.
Your king is a shithead.
I had forgotten that Raymi is so fetching. But it's difficult to get past the sensation that she is just too good for anyone but George.
I can think of five, if ya count Butch. But then, I've never met any of them in person either. One of them did sell me a splendid painting, though.
What's up with the solipsism club?
International intrigue!
i understand george underwent gender reassignment.
Oh, I forgot about Robert Sutton. He even wrote a post about meeting me. BBC used to attack him as well.
Everyone is full of shit but BBC.
doc - i was in the canadian coast guard stationed in the arctic so i get a kick out of bearing sea gold.
i learned one thing, the ocean does not suffer fools.
thims - ms lam has been a big item on our news for weeks. i'm really tempted to make some wisecracks but i'll have to show a little maturity on this one.
"I get my silver from the stars at night and gold from the morning sun."
When I was a young boy, that movie awakened something in me, well actually, on me.
That bitch gave my brother erectile disfunction.
Which bitch ?
There are so many.
I'm so confused.
Help!
Anyone!
As evidence of my confusion I now relize that I should have written that it appears that there are so many.
Well Bitches ?
Sons of ?
It was a fair trade. My brother gave her herpes.
the king is a very busy man.
long live the king!
is good to be king
king of bogs
Sara Brightman is going into space.
Leslie will eventually fly to New Orleans. Or somewhere less vile.
As they each, in turn, wave goodbye and slip the surly bonds of earth, one asks, "Who will touch the face of god first?"
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