Abandonment Charges

Look at this poor little guy... Can you believe this??? At about 8:00Am in the morning Britt and I are on our way to Price Copper, driving along Blue Ridge Rd when we hear a dog barking and yelping. Britt exclaims, "There's a dog trapped down in the sewer!"

"What!" I of course heard the dog as we were cruising down the road, however, I didn't know of any sewer at that point in the road.

"Turn around and go back," Britt demanded!!!

"Yes Dear-of course Dear, I'll turn around dear..." So I immediately turned right into the Blue Ridge shopping center and headed back to the opposite entrance. When low and behold there was this little guy attached to this fence post! To say the least I was flabbergasted at the sight of this poor little dog tied up to a fence post right off of a busy main road. What jerk-off would do this to their dog? I told Britt, "Maybe the person who owns this dog is inside one of the shops and left there dog there momentarily?" I convinced Britt to go ahead and get our shopping done and well come back and check on him afterwards... Yep, you guessed it, he was still there an hour or so later, Britt was pissed at this person to say the least. So we hit up every business in the shopping center looking for the owner - no one laid claim to this poor little guy. Luckily for him, or so we thought, he had a rabies tag on his collar, so we called the veternarian clinic on the tag to try and locate the owner, giving the owner the benefit of the doubt. The clinic was reluctant to give out the name and address, but did so anyway, while simultaneously contacting the owner and leaving them Britt's phone number.

While on our way to this Mike Malone guy's house, which his address by the way is 11318 Bennington in KC, MO, called Britt, and gave some BS story of how he didn't want the dog, and that the dog jumped out of his car and ran away, and someone must have attached the dog to this fence post. We were convinced this guy was making up stories, for one he told Britt that the owners of the Truman Farm home allowed him to let his Pit Bull run free in the fenced in part of the yard. Yeah right Mike Malone your full of it!!! You left your cute little dog child attached to a fence post on a busy road four lane road!!!

So after a four hour long journey of phone calls, and trips to show potential dog owners we ran into a dead end. We couldn't keep the little guy and no one else wanted him either-sad day...

So, we finally decided to take him to Wayside Waifs. At least it's a no kill shelter, however come to find out there is a 6-8 week long wait to get him in. Sadly though, once we informed the dog shelter of the situation they called Grandview Animal Control because what this guy did was completely illegal, and cruel to say the least! We gave GVAC the man's address and phone number, and guess what he is being brought up on charges. That's right-Abandonment Charges!

Mike Malone at 11318 Bennington KCMO is an animal abuser, and will be punished, the one time the system is seeming to work for us!!!

I'm a dick...

No seriously, I am a dick! The sad thing is, I don't always realize I'm doing it, however here it is... I guess this is my apology letter to everyone who I have upset before.

For example: I was at a party a few weeks ago, where there were a couple of babies present and all the adults are ooing and cooing over these new borns, which was great, who doesn't love babies? While all this was going on my boys are running around the place going crazy, jacked up on sugar and caffeine, and I'm watching them out of the corner of my eye, while holding this beautiful small baby in my arms and thinking, "Yep that's what they turn into when they are older, and my kids aren't even teenagers yet, and they already act like crazy little hethans." I stared deep into this babies eyes, and I could see that he wanted to take part in the childhood mischief, but hadn't even taught himself how to walk yet, but I could tell this baby was ready to be a boy and raise hell.

After sometime went by my arms grew tired, and I handed the baby off to another gentlemen at the party whom was recently married, and still in the stage of being a newly wed. My boys are running around the room doing there thing, and I'm scolding them to settle down and act like descent little devils, and I turn to him and tell the gentlemen with babe in arms that he and his new wife need to get a couple of those, maybe two or three. I was kind of making a sarcastic joke, because we all could see my boys raising hell, so I was being a bit fecitious with him. I commented a couple times too him about making a few hellions for him and his wife to chase around the house. He casually smiled at me and laughed little bit cause he knew I was trying to be funny.

But, the real joke was on me, cause come to find out later this newly married couple could not have kids, so my witful sarcastic jokes, just made me look like a dick!!! ----- sigh, I did it again...

So, my apologies to all I've offended...

By the way Leanne, I'm just trying to get the job done!!! The Star is being flushed down the drain by corporate ego's, however, I won't be part of it...

Phweeehhh! Britt started her period! Gotta love the red sauce.... Facepaint...

I don't have the time to tell all the stories where I have made people upset by me trying to make a joke or just simply have a good time, please know that I am a nice guy --- mostly...

But please keep in mind I am the nice guy to a certain point, if you get into my face, I won't back down, so keep that in mind Prairie Village popo dept.!!!

How to spend your free time...

I'm kinda hungry and I feel I should be doing something with my free time, but what, apply for a job, go outside and play with my new blocks for the flower garden. Oh my gosh this friekn' heat. I think after you turn 35 you become a big walking talking male vagina? I feel like a pussy anymore for not being able to deal with the incrementing weather, or so on and so forth...

I often wonder how my cousin Joe deals with the heat and doing concrete work, cause he has to wear jeans, and construction gear, you are truly a bad ass Joe.

I guess my point to this blog, which still as of yet is only vaguely clear, do you ever stop living the dream, or do you just quit dreaming. I always wanted to be this famous author, or at least make a living at becoming an author, however it seems that I get so damn caught up in the rigamarole's of life that shit man I can't keep it all straight.!!!

I've got the Real Estate lady waking me up this morning because she wants to take more pic's for the Internet. If she only knew how much it takes to get this house into showroom condition with two kids, bnabblaluaghblalaughhghlbalaugh, I'm sorry my memory went south momentarily, its a defense mechanism.... I don't have the patience..... When was Britt's last period???

Oh, yeah and the boys are needing my assistance about every five minutes!!!

So, I figured, I would try to continue my pursuance of some sort of dream job, being a writer, so I figured I should, write at least something....

Distractions-Fritteractions, our dog Tyson walks with a gimp is quite pathetic, the boys just called so I am extremely distracted right now, thankfully they went down the street to the neighbors house to play. I also think they want to get away from me too, simply because I am a Tyrant (with a capital T), my voice carries over great distances....

But what to write about? That simply is the question right now? I have been thinking about doing a piece on the IHOP church, but I can't decide if I should do an op\ed, or some sort of newsy story...?

Maybe I could infiltrate and pretend I am interested in attending and becoming one of them, as long as I can take pictures of everything, shoot I could even take the boys, hmnnn this almost sounds like a ridiculously great idea....? How to become an IHOP'ian By Clayton Sedler..

Stay tuned for more useful and insightful information, about when your dreams go south...

The St. Louis Vacation Spot

Finally, Finally, finally, oh yeah and I finally went and spent some time in St. Louis. Yeah, I know I'm thirty five and I finally took myself to the other side of the state.

Two nights and two days in the heart of baseball town. Unlike

Kansas City's fair weather fan base, St. Louis was a Sea of Red, not just inside the stadium, but all over the city streets the color red bobbed and weaved throughout even the tiniest nook. But, before the game on Saturday the St. Louis experience kicked off with a trip to D.B.'s or B.D.'s I'm not sure which, simply because our evening drinking started at the hotel room off the Boulevard. Pretty much everything was within walking distance from the hotel, and walking is a great way for me stay drunkenly sober...?

DB's was an interesting place to eat dinner at to say the least. The food was great for a little hole in the wall. And I always recommend staying away from franchise food anyway, you can get that at home. I ordered the tuna fish sandwich, and I also split my meal with the G Man. How sweet was that of you my honey bear. Mi compadre split a jalapeno burger with me as well. Tasty-deep fried jalapenos on pan-fried meat is simply mind-blowing. Oh, and the fish was good too.

The main attraction about DB's is the servers all wear scantily clad outfits, opposite of the family friendly Hooters establishments, these women adorned dominatrix outfits, and if tipped properly would paddle your bottom with a big stick. That's right a big Paddle stick with your pants around your ankles. The only thing protecting you from the splinters is the thin layer of cotton boxer briefs. Good times all the way around to say the least...

We went to another place after eating, however my memory escapes me of the name - ha ha...

It was a hoppin' spot with about fifty or sixty kinds of beer on tap, and plenty of good-looking women to gawk at.

Saturday mid-morning, a trip to the Budweiser Brewery was on the agenda. Barrels of Beer of Fun. And it's free too, I need to work for Budweiser if they can afford to do tours of the home plant for free, plus give you two free draft beers at the end-wickedly cool. I can't say enough about good-times that are free...

From there it was more delicious beer and St. Louis style Pizza, I ate an entire 14" pizza all to myself, oh yeah and more beer... With an overly filled belly we walked to Paddio's, which was an open bar, across from Busch Stadium. Lots of dirty women to look at, and free shots of whisky that flowed like oil from the Gulf of Mexico into the sea water.

The game started at 6:15, the seats were great, and a switch to Captain and Coke was apparent. Busch stadium had many benefits over Kaufman. To name the most unique, Busch stadium had its own batting cages, very surprising. Our seats of the first base-line allowed me to get a thumb on a foul ball. I was stupefied. The game was a nail-biter, however the Cardinal's pulled off a 7-6 victory over the DiamondBack's in the top of the ninth. The weather was perfect...

We closed the city down at Paddio's following the game with bucket fulls of Rum, dancing, and Craig (Future Brother-In-Law) exclaiming how he had won the Smallest Penis in the Midwest Award...

Fiddle Fad Farting around...

I haven't left the Metropolitan area in several years. A vacation is sorely overdue. I feel guilty leaving my family to go on a small road trip with my sister's boyfriend. It will definitely be an experience, maybe similiar to the movie "Hangover," or "Due Date," either way I'm getting the heck out of Kansas City for the weekend with a group of people I really don't know, so I have to say I'm a little apprehensive, however I know I will have fun.

This whole blogging thing really started sometime yesterday afternoon. I know I've had this blog for quite awhile, yet I really haven't done anything with it thus far. I came across Steve Pavlina.com and started reading his advice and blogs, and to say the least I was enraptured with his words of wisdom. And I thought, "I can do this, I can really do what he has done!" I am a writer, plus I have known two different people personally who have built there lifestyle and income around blogging and different styles of e-commerce to create an entirely knew way of living. Freedom is afoot, I just have to take advantage of these opportunities that are within my grasp. I have found knew inspiration in life through the world around me and especially the World Wide Web!!!

I am going to make this happen! I am the one percent that Steve Pavlina refers to. So please stay tuned as we take a journey togethor to elevate humanity as well as yourself and myself. I have treasure troves of wisdom and creativity to give to the world. I figure if Chris Owen of Chriscruises.net can do it, then I definitely know I can do this to...

Love, Life, and true Freedom is waiting for all of us!!!

It was a swanky little town back in the fifties. Not much traffic on the road that was until Saturday night's. The curtained men and women came out to and fro, dancing about the streets. But life always has its ways, you know when the times are going really good, something f'ed up has to come along and screw everything up. Even though you with Spring the Summer comes but to that point you had to deal with torrents of a harsh wet Springtime..

The Justice Files

What to say About The Justice Files......

I wonder what you say and what you mean can be two different things at the same time depending upon your point of you, that said.....

What do I have I have to say about the 'rapist' from the Waldo area, burn in #$^@*&^% hell. It is people like you that contribute to the destruction of mankind. Imagine what his childhood must have been like to be able to have that frame of mind to stalk and rape women. However though, some men are born that way....

I have to say I was a little leery at first when meeting Anthony, but it was a very positive experience. I didn't really know what to expect from him. I typically tried stay out of his and Michael T's conversation's in the past, because I felt as though he might attack me and I feel as though in many ways Anthony is above my pay grade. Though give me some more time and I will improve. Anthony is a very interesting kat, I must say, I'm glad to have met him....

MASS TRANSIT SYSTEM

Recently there was a proposal of a Rapid Rail system by Mike Sanders an Executive from Transystems, an engineering firm. This proposal uses existing rails that are currently underutilized. I had thought of the crazy idea of retro fitting metro buses to run on the tracks to transport people. Technology similar to the rail trucks that clean the tracks which can run on the tracks as well as pummel their way down I-435. I think though that my plan is a little hair-brained, due in part that Transystem corp. is wanting to use real rail cars which would be a substantial gouge to the tax-payers without a real guarantee to see a return on investment. My idea would cut Transystems budget in half, and help save tax dollars. Though the question still remains are consumers ready to make a change to have cleaner air to breathe.....?
But the real topic: How will the current oil spill effect out Grandchildren's
grandchildren?


It was a great show as usual I had blast hangin' with Michael T......

Claytonia