What to do and NOT to do in New Orleans, especially during Carnival season

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- NOLA IS NOT JUST THE FRENCH QUARTER. The whole city is interesting... and some parts are VERY dangerous, especially the Lower 9th Ward and New Orleans East. Don't go there at night or if you're white. Trust me.

See how small the French Quarter is compared to the rest of the city?

- If someone says that they can bet where 'you got them shoes', the appropriate answer is 'on my feet.'

Even worse, the impersonator here
is most likely a Yankee...

- July and August are unusually hot and muggy here in NOLA. Probably NOT the best time to visit if you don't like heat and chronic swamp ass.

Hurricane season runs from June 1st through November 30th.

DO

- DO learn to pronounce the city's name right. It's New-Or-Lens. Not New Orleens or N'Awlins'. That shit was invented by Yankees that can't talk right and various tourism businesses looking to play up the whole Lazy Southern speech angle in their marketing campaigns. It's cringy as Hell and will definitely out you as an tourist/sucker.

And we definitely do NOT need them...

- DO be sure to make reservations at famous restaurants that you want to go to, ESPECIALLY if it's during carnival season. Those restaurants got famous for a reason.

- DO be sure to go to local restaurants that aren't famous. In this city, even the small, sketchy-lookin' hole-in-the-wall places are still usually Zagat-rated.

Both of those eateries are pretty famous here in town, but not around the world.
The crowd shouldn't be too large... UNLESS it's a holiday...

- DO bring cash and your picture ID. Keep your wallet in your front pocket too. 

To be honest, the loose women are probably a LOT more dangerous... And common...

- DO be sure to stay off the side streets, ESPECIALLY at night. There's safety in numbers. Also, be EXTREMELY careful on Frenchmen and Decatur streets. Lots of criminals and homeless folks looking to rob you there...

- DO be sure to periodically wipe off/sanitize the bottom of your shoes. You'll see why after walking around in the French Quarter for a while.

DON'T

- DON'T walk around with alcohol in glassware or glass bottles. Use the plastic go-cups instead. Also, different parts of town have different rules about public alcohol consumption. General rule is that it's a no-go outside the French Quarter.

Other places are very wasteful with their alcohol.

- DON'T piss in a public place. You'll be arrested for that...

- DON'T show off the tits for beads... outside the French Quarter. Even if you do flash for beads in the Quarter, understand that you're taking a risk of getting arrested.

And He is very disappointed in you...

- DON'T feel like you're supposed to stay in the French Quarter. There's a LOT to see and do outside of our world-famous tourist trap of a neighborhood...

- DON'T drive in NOLA, if it can be avoided. Parking is virtually non-existent. The terrible roads are also likely to shake your car's suspension to pieces.

- DON'T leave valuables in a visible spot in your car.

- DON'T be complacent about your safety. There's lots of criminals looking to prey on tourists. LOTS of loose women too...

Facts.

- DON'T worry about being a tourist. The whole city is geared to entertain you. Just don't make yourself look like one. Speaking of which...

- DON'T attract unwanted attention by making yourself look like a tourist. For example, NO ONE but naïve tourists wear Mardi Gras beads when it's not carnival season. DON'T be that guy.

- DON'T screw over the tour guide. Also, stay on the sidewalk when taking a walking tour.

- DON'T spend a lot in those tourist shops in the French Quarter. Most of that crap was made cheaply in China and just had New Orleans branding applied at the factory. If you really want something made by local craftspeople and artists, visit the art galleries or the artists selling their work in Jackson Square. The Jackson Square artists are required by local law to be artists selling their own work.

- DON'T be freaked out by the people taking tours of cemeteries. In NOLA, even the graveyard is a tourist destination with lots of interesting architecture.

- DON'T be too concerned with dragging the kids along. Although, you won't want to bring them into the French Quarter at night. Too many people getting drunk in public and just plain too many people in general.

- DON'T block the sidewalk so you can take pictures. They tend to be quite narrow and people need to get to places.

- DON'T screw with the cops or their horses. They WILL kick your ass.

- DON'T bother trying to get started at the ass-crack of dawn. Getting an 'early start' to the day in NOLA is largely impossible. Many businesses won't even open their doors until 11AM. Restaurants serving breakfast and brunch being obvious exceptions.

- DON'T be in a hurry. We're all laid back here. Why do you think NOLA is called 'The Big Easy'? Besides, moving too quick in the heat is a great way to get Heatstroke. Yes, it is hot enough here for that to be a risk. No, it doesn't matter if you came here during Carnival season in January or February. It will still most likely be hot.

- DON'T be surprised if locals start telling you their whole life story and family history without even learning your name first. Don't be concerned if they immediately start using terms of endearment too. NOLA people are unusually friendly to everyone, even total strangers. Yes, I know. That is weird.

Yep...

- DON'T even think about trying to stick to a diet around here. It won't happen.

- DON'T overdo things on the first night. You don't want to waste a day of your vacation being too hungover to get out of bed, do you?

- DON'T let the drunks puke on you. Yes, this is a problem for those who are careless.

- DON'T underestimate the strength of the alcoholic beverages. They taste like candy so you can lazily sip them while wandering through the city. However, they will have MUCH more booze than drinks anywhere else.

There are French Quarter bars that are dedicated to the end of Prohibition.
They tend to be VERY popular with locals and tourists alike.

And finally, for the love of ALL that is holy, DO NOT mention any hurricanes... Unless you're talking about the alcoholic beverage, which your bartender at Pat O'Brien's will be happy to serve you.

This meme is NOT a joke. 

- Lord Publius

Game collecting misadventures in 2022

Another year, another of these blog posts where I gloat about my prowess in collecting video games... However, some of it was just fortunate happenstance. The rest was waiting for sales or receiving holiday gifts. This year is considerably lighter than some of the previous ones. I've been busy living life, finishing my 2nd college degree and had less discretionary income than before. Damned inflation! Let's Go Brandon! 😜

Anyway, economic conditions forced me to buy games at the same rate as a normal person (Damn you, Brandon!), but there were still a few interesting surprises. It's not all just games for Switch or Steam. There's a lot of old Sony hardware that I managed to get this year for free from an old friend. Not to mention new shelves/décor for the game room, arcade parts, old PC RAM sticks and more.

Previous Years 

2018 

2019

2020

2021

22 Things that BPC needs to know...

Once in a while, I check on a certain individual who has been an (unwitting?) annoyance in the past. He has been mentioned various times over the years in this blog by the initials BPC. I won't say if those are his actual initials or reveal his name. Don't ask.

He occasionally complains about me and how he thinks that I mistreated him. Based on the complaints made, I think he doesn't understand the slightest thing about internet culture. He also makes a lot of assumptions about me and my motives that don't conform to objective reality. However, that is due to his limited information... or, perhaps, him being a complete narcissist. I can't tell since I'm not a shrink. So, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt this time.

He might have spent a few months living with me in Basic Training at Fort Knox, but that doesn't mean even half as much as one may think. I was even more reserved than usual at that time, deliberately keeping people at arm's length. I wasn't sure who I could trust. That would continue throughout the rest of my career. Also, I am assuming that this dude isn't a nut job of some kind, including everything from a psychopath to a simple narcissist or something else. Whatever the case may be, tossing him out of my life was still the correct decision for ALL the reasons listed below and more that I can't publicly discuss.

Anyway, there was one post of his from 3 Mar 2020 that mentioned me and this guy he knew, referred to by the initials DJO. And now, I am going to correct his assertions in the most gentle way possible. No shitposting, no memes, no insults and very few vulgarities. In fact, this may be one of the most family-friendly posts I have ever written. That being said, it will still hold your interest, BPC. Might want to get the bottle right now before you even start. When you realize how badly you really screwed up here, you will want something to calm your nerves.

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1.) Nice to see that your grammar has improved. 

Looks like that Grammarly thing that I saw advertised online is something legit and useful. I'm surprised. Most everything you see online these days tends to be a let-down or a scam. You're formatting still needs some work, but the posts no longer look like word salad anymore. That is an enormous improvement. I am seriously happy for you.

2.) I never got recycled. I retook the PT test, passed and left Knox maybe a week after the rest of you. 

I never looked back. Can't even remember much of my time there anymore. That's fine by me. Some things aren't worth remembering...

3.) I wouldn't say my time in the Army was a complete waste. Probably more like 90%. 

Maybe 87% if I want to be charitable. With enough time passing, we all tend to be more forgiving of things/people that have wronged us. That would include my proverbial 'ex-wife' in the form of the Army. 

Remember how I frequently referred to my career as a 'bad marriage in desperate need of a divorce'? That wasn't a joke. It was my way of summing up a very long and complicated thought process every time someone in my last unit invariably asked 'Why do you want to get out of the Army so bad, LP?'

4.) I was more than just 'pissed off' with you, BPC. Your lame stunt trying to 'praise' my time in service actually could have attracted LOTS of unwanted attention from only God knows who. 

All that time in uniform and you somehow don't understand that OPSEC is forever? You wouldn't like it if I took the pics I have of you and used them to make stupid memes that aren't even funny. OPSEC is why to this very day I still refuse to take pictures of myself at all, let alone post any of them anywhere. 

I'm still pissed at the Army for letting those civilian jackasses that wanted to sell us yearbooks of our time in BCT to take those photos without our permission. That is one Hell of a security risk for what's ultimately a useless product. And to think, the Army also wanted those dumbass kids to STOP thinking/acting like they were still in high school... And yet they also try to sell them yearbooks. Whisky Tango Foxtrot?

5.) I didn't 'blow you off' and ignore you when you tried to apologize. 

I didn't see any message from you trying to apologize until several months after the fact. It went into the 'Other' folder rather than the Inbox. I forgot that Other folder even existed in the FB private message system. It made no difference. You made yourself entirely too much of a security risk without even being aware of it, dude. Removing you from my life was the only thing that I could do.

6.) I don't hack anyone's accounts. So, you're right to guess that wasn't me. 

I'm also assuming that you're telling the truth on that claim since I have no way to prove otherwise or any reason to suspect deceit. If you're lying, make sure that I never find out otherwise.

7.) Why did I threaten to call the FBI? Because you were already out of the Army by that point. 

The Army CID would have referred me to the Bureau instead. Why did that even surprise you? Do you have any idea how many instances of (potential) stalker cases crossing state lines that they routinely handle? You're damned lucky that I didn't call them. That shit is not cool.

8.) Sorry to hear about the TBI and other issues. 

That TBI just might explain some of your strange behavior. Still doesn't excuse things, though. It can't in this case. You went too far to blame it all on grey matter that resembled a scrambled egg.

9.) The 'mutual friend' that suggested I leave NOLA did more than that, BPC. He tried to advertise what he thought was my personal business. Looked like he was trying to shame me into taking his suggestions too. Screw that narcissistic bullshit... 

He also assumed that I was broke and about to lose my house. That was never the case. I guess you could say that he inadvertently violated OPSEC too. All because he took it literally and to illogical extremes when I would lament having to live paycheck-to-paycheck like everyone else. That guy had to be on the Spectrum someplace...

Also, why do any of you think it's okay to publicly discuss someone else's private lives? Or, for that matter, think that you actually know what is going on here? I don't share very much, beyond crazy opinions and insane shitposting designed specifically to throw people off my proverbial scent. I thought that was pretty obvious. Everyone else knew. The internet is NOT real life.

10.) I never got rid of anyone over a minor dispute or them still being in uniform. Who told you that bravo sierra? 

Funny you should mention UFOs as one of the topics, though. There was a guy I knew that was a bit of a UFO nut. He often took part in podcasts on the subject and I think he wanted me to get involved. I declined because I didn't want to attract undue attention to myself. Again, OPSEC is forever. 

Before I could explain anything to him though, he got pissed off and blocked me. I considered that a blessing in disguise and moved on with life. And no, the Feds didn't tell me anything about any UFOs. I have no idea if they actually have any more knowledge on that subject than the general public.

11.) Did I mock you for considering self-deletion? Or did I do what the Internet always does by joking about inappropriate things?

The internet is filled with a lot of exceptionally dark humor. So dark, I'm surprised the cops aren't trying to shoot at it everyday. Think of it as a coping mechanism for dealing with life's horrors.

Most of it comes from a site known as 'the Final Boss of the Internet', AKA 4chan. I assume you've never heard of that site. If so, that might be a good thing for you, BPC. I don't think you'd like that online cesspool that just so happens to make the DANKEST memes anyone has ever seen.

That site is much like the way that Q described the galaxy to Captain Picard after he introduced/saved the Enterprise from the Borg: "It's not safe out here. It's wonderous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross. But it's NOT for the timid."

12.) Based on your comments, it's pretty obvious that you do not understand the Christian Faith at all or any of my spiritual beliefs/practices.

Can't say that I'm surprised. Atheists always act like you. I have forgiven you for your shenanigans already. However, Forgiveness doesn't mean Forgetfulness. That would just be a way to repeat past mistakes. Also, I don't ignore parts of the Bible that I find inconvenient. I'm not Catholic. 

13.) I remove people from my life all the time and not just for being toxic. Sometimes, they're just foolish people who will end up causing trouble for everyone around them.

I can cite numerous examples. I don't have to go looking for a reason, either. They often, quite unwittingly, present it themselves. Some of them even leave on their own and I just let them go, like the UFO guy. Some interpersonal relationships are not meant to last forever.

14.) Opportunist with friendships, religion and business? What gives you this idea? 

I don't have any idea what you're even talking about here. Seems like some kind of delusional thinking on your part. Like some fantasy that I'm some kind of Bond Villain or an evil mastermind. Hate to burst your bubble, but I am not evil. Slightly mad perhaps, but not evil.

Also, being opportunistic in business is how you differentiate yourself from the competition with innovative products/services, develop a market niche and build marketshare. Why would you think this is wrong? You're an accountant. I know you've had a few business and economics classes over the years. All of this should be common knowledge to folks in your profession.

15.) This obsession you have with Marijuana and the fact that I don't want anything to do with it...

You're right when you say I have no issue with weed being used for legitimate medical purposes. It's also true that I don't want it around me. Just like I don't want excessive alcohol consumption or tobacco smoking around me, either. Why is that a problem for you? People who don't drink or smoke find those substances to be extremely unpleasant to be around. 

Also, remember how you kept posting weed bullshit on my music page where you were an admin for awhile, despite me telling you NOT to post that tripe? I was still in the Army at that time, BPC. If anyone from my unit saw that, they would probably think that I was using illegal substances. I did not need that grief, especially after how 4 of my 5 junior-enlisted co-workers in my shop all got busted for smoking Spice shortly before. Starting to understand why I am so hard on you for doing things that you should already know qualify as 'Stupid Private Shit'? Those people were actually watching me online at the time and knew about that music page on FB.

16.) My life actually is in pretty good order...

Far better than many expected. It improves little by little every day. I appreciate your well-wishes in this area.

17.) My FB profile was never deleted. Only abandoned for a long while...

Since my oldest friends BEGGED me to go back, I do still check in on them once every few months. I consider that decision to be highly questionable for many reasons. I tend to use those times as an opportunity to shitpost too. On the most recent check-in, I called the Zuckbot an Autistic Nerd that proverbially fellates various three-letter agencies while also posting an Ozzy video. Good times! 😜🤘

18.) 'Using' me and my blog just for info on games? You don't 'use' people, BPC.

That treats them as a tool instead of a person, which is morally wrong. A means to an end instead of an End unto themselves. You sound like you could use an Ethics class or two. That, or choose better wording... And here you are talking about me being opportunistic and manipulative with people. Way to have the pot call the kettle the N-Word, dude. Also, there will be a video game-related post on New Year's Eve or New Year's Day. Stay tuned.

19.) You think the Feds are watching me and put me on a few lists? I can guarantee you that I am already on a few of them.

For example, the list of people they will be paying for life via VA disability checks, retirement checks, etc. As for them thinking I'm a threat... Well, probably not. They have no reason to make that inference and never will. Hell, the State Department recently tried to recruit me a few months ago! You think they'd want to hire me if they thought that I was planning a seditious act or some other horrible things?

20.) You say that I had some things in common with this DJO person that you wrote about. Based on your limited description of him, I think any similarities there are surface-level and inconsequential.

However, now your virulent anger at me joking about you POSSIBLY being a Homosexual makes more sense. I didn't even make that one up. Some friends of mine saw what you were doing on FB and thought you might have some kind of man-crush on me. They insinuated that you might be gay. I just ran with the joke because it made me laugh.

Considering the trouble you caused me (without even realizing it in some areas), being called a faggot in some kind of roundabout way should have been the least of your concerns. Again, this is the internet. People get called a faggot all the time. It's one of the internet's oldest running jokes. Just like THE GAME, Rule 34, Pepe the Frog, Pool's Closed, etc.

All that being said, I don't blame you for being disgusted by this DJO person becoming both a Bleeding Heart Leftist and a Tranny. Someone I used to know also decided to become that second* most loathsome form of deviant Homosexual. Glad that I haven't seen or spoken to that freak since 2014. The only reason that I even know about him pretending to be a her is because he liked a post made by a mutual friend on FB. Yes, that is one of the reasons why I consider any use of that site to be questionable. LOTS of weirdos there and not my kind, either. Glad that I blocked that guy's profile quick. He always lacked self-confidence and had some mental health struggles, but I did not expect him to go this route. And I did try to help him with some of those self-confidence issues in years past, as a good friend should. It just didn't work.

(* = The most loathsome form of deviant homosexual is a child molester. They are completely beyond redemption by any means available to Humans and society in general.)

EDIT: Just discovered that, about 9 months ago, that former friend turned degenerate commented on one of the music videos that I uploaded to YouTube 6 years ago. Small world... I guess that was bound to happen since I decided to upload some seriously hardcore early 2000s era Louisiana Death Metal for posterity. And since I've had ZERO interaction with him in over 8 years, he doesn't know who's behind the Lord Publius moniker/pen name/alter-ego/whatever. And some say that anonymity on the internet is impossible now. Don't be so sure... 😜

21.) I really wanted to insert some memes in this post. It could have been hilarious.

However, it would have changed the tone of this post to something much more negative than I would have preferred. So, I spared you from that pain this time.

AND FINALLY...

22.) Friendly advice: Don't advertise what city you're in now.

Someone (not me) will misuse that info. I moved at least 5 times since leaving the Army, just to make myself hard to find. That, and my job at the time involved a lot of travel. I was never anywhere for more than a few months at a time.

I've also considered moving again in the last year or two for economic reasons. I still might. No one on the internet has any idea where the person behind the Lord Publius moniker actually lives. The most they might know is what state I'm in and that might be a lie on my part. No one ever really knows for sure. It would be difficult for the enemy to find you if they are always looking in the wrong place.

Either way, I will still keep an eye on you BPC, just to keep you out of trouble. And if you're VERY lucky, you might even hear from me from time to time. See you out there...

- Lord Publius

More horror stories about various crazy chicks...

Remember when I made a post about a few crazy single mothers that life forced me to deal with at various times? No? Well, you can read that one here. This post is going to be a sequel of sorts, even if it doesn't necessarily involve a single mother this time. This story is going to be about 2 more female whackjobs that I once knew, during my High School years. However, I don't think the first one had a crush on me. Or, maybe she did on some subconscious level? I have no idea. As I think back to those times, I have come to the conclusion that she was pretty mixed up about a lot of things.

The story of Lizzy the Lezzy

So, let's dive into the story of our first psychotic female. We'll call her Lizzy the Lezzy. Her initials were LD. I can't use that because those were also the initials of another whackjob that I described in the previous entry involving 2 different single moms. Lizzy was not her real name or any kind of variation of her name. However, she was actually a Lezzy. That just adds to the layers of truly messed up behavior you're about to read in this story. I'll try to incorporate a few memes wherever possible.

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Timeframe: March or April of 2000.

Lizzy here was someone that I had an English class with in my Junior year of high school. She was one of the various Anti-Establishment types like me. I'm also certain that we had similar musical tastes. (i.e. Hard Rock & Heavy Metal.) She was also one of the few people in that class that I would actually want to talk to for any reason. The other kids were either boring, annoying or sometimes both. That's about as far as this association went for me. However, it was probably more for Lizzy.

One night, she called my house. I don't remember how she even got the number. That right there is probably a bad sign.

How I feel when I get random, unexpected phone calls from some people...

Anyway, she called me because she wanted to know if I had decided who I was taking with me to a KISS concert happening in a few months. I told her I was probably going to take my sister since she didn't get to go last time. That's when she tells me something I never thought I'd hear.

Lizzy proceeded to offer me sex in exchange for my extra ticket to the KISS show in 2000. Why? Because the opening act was Skid Row, her Lesbian girlfriend's favorite band. She wanted the ticket to make her girlfriend jealous and was willing to sleep with me for that item. Lovely person, heh?

Naturally, I said no to the 'offer' being presented and took my sister to the show instead. I was also quite disgusted at this behavior since it was literal prostitution. And all of this happening while I'm standing in my kitchen talking on my home phone (Remember, this was the year 2000) and with my father standing there cooking something for dinner. If my life wasn't already so damned weird, I probably would have been much more creeped out by the whole incident.

Rather appropriate to use a meme from a cartoon airing during that era...

As far as I can remember, Lizzy never mentioned it again for the rest of the school year. She also disappeared after that year. I had no idea where she went and didn't think about it because I had a lot going on in my own life. (Senior year, graduation, my first vehicle, etc.)

Timeframe: Sometime in 2003...

I ran into Lizzy years later in Fat City while checking out some local Underground Metal concerts. She was drunk and/or stoned, looked like a slob and was barely coherent. She was still excited to see me, even if I didn't recognize her at first. She told me all about how she got in trouble with the law over writing bad checks for pizza delivery, spending some time in jail as a result. I felt really awkward standing there listening to the story. This person also (somehow) came up in conversation with my mother here in 2022. She was pretty disgusted with the behavior too. Thank God my mother doesn't know about too many of the other crazy females I've (unfortunately) encountered over the years.

In conclusion, I have no idea what Lizzy is doing these days. All I do know is that this individual's Facebook profile says that she lives in Colorado now. I hope she found her way, but something tells me that she didn't. I don't want to know either way.

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The story of MW

I'm gonna keep this one short, not-so-sweet and without any of the timeframes. There's just too much crazy bullshit here to tell.  

There's this chick that I used to talk to in my World History class when I was a senior in High School, who we'll refer to by her initials: MW. I was just being semi-social and enjoying myself utterly destroying her bullshit assertions in our almost daily philosophical debates. Apparently, it was more for her, though. She had a crush on me and didn't tell me about it until 10 years later via Facebook. (She was a Freshman or Sophomore at the time we had that class together.) I never said anything about it a second time or expressed any interest. It wasn't mentioned again for years. I thought she was mentioning it as a matter-of-fact kinda thing and had long moved on with her life. Oh, if only I could be so lucky...

Fast forward to late 2017, sometime shortly before New Years Eve. She was in town for the holidays to see her family and decided to go to this karaoke bar about 2 blocks from my house. I went there to hang out and converse with the collection of old friends that were there. She got so damned wasted that she couldn't even remember the address of the friend's house where she was staying on that particular vacation. So, I dragged her to my house so she could sleep it off on my living room couch. Even in the suburbs, being drunk in New Orleans isn't necessarily a safe thing to do.
 
Unfortunately for me, she didn't want to go to sleep right away. She insisted on socializing in that strange way that drunk people always do. Specifically, she wanted to enjoy my rather immense album collection by having me put something on the stereo. It was eventually decided to play a greatest hits CD from Electric Light Orchestra. For some reason, I also let her have the only alcohol that was in my house at the time, a bottle of Amaretto. My father got it sometime earlier to pour some into his ice cream. After he passed away in October of that year, his girlfriend gave the bottle to me since she didn't drink. Since I don't drink either, it just sat in the cabinet for a few months. MW took what was left of this bottle and polished it all off by herself in less than an hour. That broad is Irish to the damned core.🍀🥃

Later on that same night, she tried making a pass at me while drunk. It was an extremely awkward situation and an EPIC FAIL. I was sitting on the couch with her, waiting for her to FINALLY pass out so I could go to sleep. It was 4AM, after all. Anyway, she tried to guide my hand to her chest. I pulled back and flat out refused. She got mad and there was an exchange of words.

MW: 'It's not like I was trying to f*** you!' 

ME, in my usual deadpan delivery method: 'Yes, that's right. You're not. You're too drunk, I'm too tired and I'm not interested. Besides, I really do need to get to sleep. I have been up for about 22 hours now.' 

Shortly after that, she finally fell asleep. I put a throw blanket over her, went in my bedroom and locked the door behind me. Good thing she passed out when she did. I was getting so tired that it would have been difficult for me to keep up that proverbial mask/public persona that I use when dealing with the general public. If she stayed awake much longer, she might have seen what an unrestrained Aspie is like and it would have freaked her out.

Anyway, we were both awake about 6 hours later. I took her to that donut shop that was near her friend's house to feed her something and then dropped her off at the friend's house. I felt quite relieved at that strange episode being over and quickly put it out of my mind. It certainly wasn't the first time that something weird happened in my life and I still had a few holidays to celebrate. Not to mention getting ready to start college again a few weeks later.

Fast forward a few months to March of 2018. I'm in the middle of my first semester at UNO. Things are going pretty smoothly at that point. I'm spending the whole day on campus, often doing homework or research in between classes. And while waiting to go into English class one day, I get a random phone call from her. The call didn't make much sense. A lot of words were being slurred and I really wondered if she was drunk. This kept up for months afterward. She kept trying to explain herself, offer a mea culpa, etc. I kept trying to tell her that I didn't care because I knew she was wasted that night. And suddenly, the calls stopped. I'd find out over 3 years later in 2021 that she had to switch phones and some of the numbers got lost. She also couldn't get in touch with me via Facebook because I had stopped using it in August of 2018, not returning until November of 2020. I still consider that decision to be more than a bit questionable, but my friends BEGGED me to go back for at least a year before I finally did. Personally, I wish they would all just follow me over to Minds instead.

Fast forward again to the summer of 2021. I'm awake at 5AM one morning because I didn't go to sleep the previous night. MW sees me online checking things on Facebook (always a mistake using that shit excuse for a site) and asks to call me on the phone. I agreed out of curiosity, because I genuinely wondered what was so important. Well, it was just more of the same bravo sierra, just ratcheted up a few orders of magnitude.

Once again, she was begging for my uh, 'physical attention'. And once again, I declined as politely as possible. Although I have to admit that I was pretty disgusted at her behavior here. It wasn't at all classy. She also kept offering to pay for a train ticket to get to her house in Alabama and back. Then, there was some remarks that I didn't care for like 'Well, you don't drink. So I guess that I don't need to worry about you getting the whisky dick.' Really classy individual, heh? Does she have Tourette's or something similar? Gee, I wonder why she's single? [/Sarcasm]

Not only did I keep politely saying no, I'd even go as far as to read various Bible passages to her explaining why. Yes, that happened. Specifically, it was the passages that explain the barebones basics of Christian marriage: 1 Corinthians 7. I chose that because I don't date just to get laid, but rather to find a spouse. I figured this would have turned off/discouraged this little heathen sinner, but I was wrong. She actually warmed up to the idea. Man, what the Hell was I going to have to do to get this chick to accept the objective reality of the situation? 

Thankfully, the Scriptures contained something that would be useful in that endeavor. So, I said to her 'Since we have the Scriptures handy, how about I share with you the verses that I think perfectly describe you Democrats.' And then, I read this passage...

"But realize this, that in the last days difficult times will come. For people will be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, slanderers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious gossips, without self-control, brutal, [a]haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, holding to a form of [b]godliness although they have denied its power; avoid such people as these." - 2 Timothy 3:1-5 (NASB)

Footnotes:

A.) 2 Timothy 3:3 Lit not loving good

B.) 2 Timothy 3:5 Or religion

Needless to say, this freaked her out. However, even that wasn't quite enough to make this THOT be gone. Imagine that, if you will. Calling someone at 5AM for a booty call when you should already know the guy isn't interested and also living two states away from you. I'm pretty sure most folks would call this behavior extremely pathetic. Not to mention creepy and sad... She must have been extremely lonely... And probably nuts.

A random meme that I found online that was
actually quite appropriate for this story.

Unfortunately, she took this one phone call as an excuse to keep calling at very odd hours in the middle of the night. She kept calling my phone fairly regularly in the middle of the night, wanting me to at least talk to her, if not go to her house 2 STATES AWAY to screw her. I would even tell her to NOT call in the middle of the night, but she wouldn't listen. Lousy bitch was disturbing my already disturbed sleep patterns! Even worse, the conversations were often monotonous and trite. If you're going to waste my time, at least have something interesting to say.

I could easily imagine MW saying something like this...

She even begged me to send her memes, knowing full well that I could psychologically destroy her with those image macros. WTF?! Anyway, if this chick wants memes, then I've got plenty for her... Including this one I made specifically to lampoon this situation...

Poor Riley Reid... As if being a Porno THOT wasn't bad enough, she also became a meme template.
Even when the cameras aren't rolling, this poor hooker is still getting f***ed...

And now, every guy reading this is saying to themselves 'Why didn't you just f*** her?' 

Well, she's a Bleeding-Heart Liberal with green hair, badly placed tattoos and virtually nothing resembling tits. She's also delusional, has an over-inflated sense of self-worth/importance and (to my knowledge) has no plan for her life. She also engages in a lot of behaviors that I consider to be trashy, apparently engages in frivolous sex and probably has a high body count by now. A body count filled with all sorts of losers that I do NOT want to follow behind. I can confidently say that since I have met one of her previous boyfriends. That dude was a whiny bitch that came off as a beta-male. No way in Hell I'm gonna put my dick into the kind of delusional/psychotic/unappealing mess that would screw a loser like that...

Simply put, she's the personification of everything that I DO NOT WANT in a female companion. She just doesn't do it for me AT ALL. Just plain low class and low value all around.

Funny how I have a meme for just about anything... Didn't expect any of the shitpost memes in this blog entry to involve Doctor Who, though...

It got to the point where I had to program my phone to send her calls straight to voicemail, since the phone wouldn't let me block her number outright. I blocked her on FB as well. Despite that, she kept trying to worm her way deeper into my life. The most recent attempt being a phone call on the evening of July 6th. Fortunately, the phone's new programming worked and my sleep was NOT disturbed.

God seems to be on my side with this one issue... 😜

I'm not responding to any text messages she might send in the future either, unless I feel like messing with her via The Dark Arts of Meme Warfare... Including this meme below...

These 2 cartoon dumbasses will never stop being funny...

I'm not going to talk to her again. I know what her agenda is here. Any kind of interaction with her is likely to be an attempt on her part to get in bed with me. I'm not sure if I should laugh or be very concerned. When women act like that, they tend to get obsessive, delusional, psychotic and/or violent. That violence could be directed at me, someone that I care about or both. I won't go into details, but I do have reason to believe that is possible. It makes me glad that she was too wasted/hung over to remember where I live.

Anyway, I am keeping screenshots of these weird texts she sent my way. It may prove useful as evidence someday. In the meantime, I'm ghosting that psycho.

I get so much mileage out of
these warp entry memes...

- Lord Publius

Why I have no value for Crypto...

I'll put this in the Listicle format so it can be absorbed quickly by all of my readers. I will not be getting into any kind of technical details.

- As of this writing, most crypto currencies are virtually worthless and will probably remain so for the foreseeable future. The value has also plummeted during calendar year 2022. The Minds token (which is linked to Ethereum) was valued at about $3.36 per token in December 2021. As of 30 Aug 2022, the value has plummeted to about 15 cents. I mention the Minds token specifically because it's the only crypto I have. I get some of it everyday for my contributions to the website Minds.com, a Facebook alternative that values and protects free speech.

And I'm always disappointed...

- You can't use it to buy life's necessities like groceries or gasoline. It's also extremely unlikely to ever become legal tender here in the United States. That makes it worthless to regular people. The nerds can sing its praises until they go hoarse, it's still just high-tech virtual barter with a form of goods that has no physical form. Your Average Joe is never going to accept that as money or any other store of value.

Yes, crypto proponents really are this creepy and weird.

- Despite my years of IT experience and Bachelor's degree in video game design, I still don't understand how I am supposed to put my tokens on the Ethereum blockchain. Not that it's worth dong right now anyway... If you want people to use crypto as an alternative form of currency, it needs to become painfully easy to use. Otherwise, it is worthless to the general public.

That guy is not going to get a 2nd date...

- Speaking of the Blockchain, I don't like how everyone in the world knows that I own this particular currency. One of the best things about cash is that it's totally anonymous. That's how I prefer my currency to stay. No one else needs to know how I'm spending my money or how much I have. There does not need to be a record of me using some money to buy lunch on some random day. That is exceptionally bureaucratic, Orwellian and weird.

For people who always complain about the Feds spying on their social media,
they don't seem to mind their name being all over this 'digital currency'. Weird...

- The value of Crypto may have been artificially deflated. The investment firm BlackRock told everyone for years to NOT invest in Crypto. Now, BlackRock is buying as much Bitcoin as they can. Rather suspicious when examined only on surface level. Whatever the case may be, that really doesn't look good. It doesn't make me want to do business with BlackRock, either. The more I learn about that company, the more they look like the financiers of every Evil-doer and Super Villain in the world today.

True freakin' story...

- Anyone who is talented at both Math and Computer Programming can create their own crypto-currency. So, there's likely to be new one cropping up all the time. The market will get flooded with new product, consumers will get confused about which to buy/use and the market will crash even harder.

Like I said, ANYONE with Math & computer programming skills can make their own crypto...

- Lord Publius

How to spot bad/low-value women...

To explain the title, 'low value' in this context means women with little or no value in the sexual marketplace. This doesn't necessarily refer to looks or body shape. That sort of thing is subjective and different people will be attracted to different things.

This will be split into 3 sections: 

• NOT a good woman in General
• Not a good woman for you in particular
• MAJOR red flags that should make you run for the hills RIGHT NOW

If a woman has 1 or 2 of these traits, you may not have much to worry about. However, it depends on which of those 1 or 2 traits are being exhibited. If the woman has at least 5 of them, you need to remove that person from your life ASAP. No relationship with them, romantic or otherwise, will ever work.

As for the females in the audience, this isn't a personal attack against you. If you think it is, you may be exhibiting some of these traits. Get help to deal with them now before they end up ruining your life.

I take no pleasure in this task.

Also, I'm afraid I'm going to have to deflate the ego of some females out there. Some of you want to act like you're some highly desirable woman like a Supermodel or Hollywood Actress. You're not. You're a regular person like the rest of us. When you come back down to Earth, you'll have less trouble finding a good guy. Not all guys really care about models and actresses anyway...

RIP Kevin Samuels...

NOT a good woman in General.

1.) Lies to you to 'protect your feelings'. (Or any other reason.)

2.) She's a fake. (Fake public persona.)

3.) Very selfish.

4.) Insecure, displayed through entitlement or arrogance.

5.) No back bone. (Can lead to betrayal.)

6.) Relies on you for fulfillment and entertainment. (Will go looking elsewhere when she gets bored with you.)

7.) She's lazy about her health.

8.) Addicted to drama and conflict.

9.) Tries to win you over, even if she's not into you. (Leads to Hypergamy.)

10.) Try to limit your time with other people out of jealousy.

11.) Uses confrontations to keep things interesting, loves to fight.

12.) Chaotic and unpredictable in bad ways.

13.) Can't/won't control temper.

14.) Asks questions to use the info against you.

15.) Has no standards, but will use random standards to criticize you for perceived shortcomings.

16.) Never/Rarely initiates contact.

17.) Princess mentality.

18.) Discourages you from pursuing passions/hobbies.

19.) Tears you down.

20.) Bad relationship with family members.

21.) Only interested in sex if it gets her something she wants. (Digging for Gold and other forms of whoring.)

22.) Damsel in distress/emotionally damaged. She's not the Princess. You're not Super Mario. Quit trying to play Captain Save-A-Ho.

Ooofff...

Not a good woman for you in particular.

1.) Values don't align. (Politics, Religion, Social values, etc.)

2.) Long-term goals don't align. (You want kids and she doesn't, et al.)

3.) She doesn't prioritize the relationship.

4.) Compares you to exes and/or her father when you make mistakes.

5.) Uses jealousy to keep you attracted to her.

6.) Never gives you credit for anything good.

7.) Her only good trait/value is looks and/or sex.

8.) Fighting with her more than anything else.

9.) Feeling awkward around her when you aren't having sex.

10.) Irritated by your flaws.

11.) Talking about the future and you're not in it...

12.) More afraid of being alone than feeling in love with her.

If this is how she makes you feel, it's time to leave.

MAJOR red flags that should make you run for the hills RIGHT NOW.

1.) You don't want to introduce her to your friends/family.

2.) Can't imagine her in your future/look forward to the breakup.

3.) Don't want to spend time with her unless there's sex involved.

4.) Keeping the door open for other women to come into your life.

5.) She brings out the worst in you.

6.) Feel depleted after being with her.

7.) You know you settled for less.

Some guys really need to work on their self-esteem.
No matter who they are, they deserve better than this...

- Lord Publius

Shaving Blog 6: Open-comb razors and other random products

Previous entries in this continuing series that I never would have expected to exist...

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5