Things I dont like...

If you havent noticed yet, I'm not in the best of moods tonight. I'm tired, sleepy, stressed, and thirsty. And in honor of all that, I figure I'll try to get rid of the stress by making a list of things I dont like. This list is not all inclusive. Chance are if you think of something I havent mentioned, I dont like it either.

-Chibi Art. Looks too much like babyfur. Overy cute is not a big plus in my book.

-Babyfurs. Dont get me started on this unless you want your feelings hurt.

-Dragon therians. See above...

-Advanced videogame consoles. Perhaps its because I havent played them. Who knows?

-Requests for personal pics. If you dont see it on my photobucket... chances are you're not going to.

-Crappy RP's. see last night's post.

-Transformation stories. How can you enjoy that crap?

-Poorly written yiff. That should be self explanitory. If it has no story, I will not read it. As in chibi art.. cute can not be used as a substitute for skill.

-Video game music. How in the hell can you enjoy that crap? Jeez....

-"Mall Ninja's" These are the gun nuts who act like they have belong in every special forces branch that ever existed, but in reality, once worked on night as bouncer at the Babtist church bingo night. Nobody takes you seriously, mall ninjas. Get a life.

-AR-15 and 1911 whores. Nothing wrong with either gun, or owning either one. But dont compare every firearm to these as if its the unit by which all other guns can be measured, since both have plenty of faults on their own. These people are uasually mall ninjas.

-Furs that refer to human sex as "yiff". Grow up please!

-Furs who 'dance' in IRC. See above.

-Emos. Grow up, get a life. No, your life isnt a black abys. Yeah, lots of others have it worse than you. Get over it.

-Homophobic people. Who cares who I love? Its none of your freakin business. It aint hurting you.

-Gay stereotypes. No, we're not all purple clad, limp wristed pansies. Grow up, get a life, and mabey a clue. Sure wouldnt hurt.

Self proclaimed experts. Take it somewhere else. At times, I may seem to be one of these. Nothing personal.

-Human haters. YOU ARE HUMAN. YES YOU ARE. FURRY DOESNT MAKE YOU AN ANIMAL. YOU DO NOT HAVE THE SOUL OF A FOX. OR A WOLF. OR A DRAGON. ESPECIALLY NOT A DRAGON. YOU ARE WHAT YOU HATE. AND I LAUGH AT YOU FOR IT. PLEASE GO CRY NOW, SO I CAN LAUGH MORE.

-People who call me mean. Please refrain from stating the obvious. It's a bad joke.

-Militant vegans. Go eat your soy and leave me alone. I like my steak. I know its dead cow, and i dont care. I hunt too, so sit and spin on that :D

-Furs who think that having 'fruity-loops' makes them a musician. It doesnt. Your music sucks. Get over it.

-Final fantasy anything. Even the name is a lie. And the comericals are freaking stupid. If you use fruity loops to remix final fantasy music, and you listen to it, I dont want to meet you. Ever.

-Hyper people. You make me nervous. Go away please.

-People who call me to discuss the weather. Come on... if you cant do better than that, dont call me.

-Conservative or liberal politcs. Both for the most part are evil lies. Just two parasites that feed off each other.

-Over protective/proactive people. Mind your own business. My dogs do not get bottled water. Neither do I. Deal with it.

-People who want the govt. to control their lives. I like NOT living in a comunist country. If you dont feel this way, go to China please.

-Homeowners Assoc. If i buy the place, I'll do whatever I damn well please with it. Mind your own business.

-41 cent stamps. A fucking half dollar to mail a letter? Please tell me this is an april fools joke...

-People who get offended easily. If it bothers you, dont look at it, dont read it, dont watch it, etc. Get a life.

-Celebrities. So you can catch a ball or act a part in a movie. Doesn't mean you should be paid millions to do it. Give the money to somone who saves lives!

-Mexican or Chinese food. I just dont understand it at all.

-Little dogs. If it fits in your pocket, its not a dog!

-Designer Dogs. Its not a labradoodle. Its a mutt. and you bought it. I laugh at you. Its an ugly dog too. Deal with it.

-The phrase "touch base". If you say it, I no longer respect you.

-Hybrid Cars. Its the automotive equivlient of sticking up your nose.

-Giant SUV's. See above.

-Mopeds/Scooters. Unless you have a DUI, I'm going to laugh at you. Double laugh if youre wearing harley gear on a moped.

-And so much more. Hell, I'm just tired of typing.

Goodnight and sweet dreams all of you. :D

Video Games and You...

I'm personally tired of hearing about video game consoles. I dont care if you have a PS3, Wii, or Xbox360. Sit and spin on it for all i care. I'd just like to congradulate you for wasting your money. Same goes for DDR. I dont care how well or how fast you can do it. At the end of the day, all you did was pay money to dance for a computer while others laughed at you. You have my sympathy........ actually, no you dont. I laugh at DDR too.

Same goes for mac users. I dont care.

Guess what everyone? Firefox isnt the end-all of web browsers. Its not the best out there, by a long shot. Even good old Internet Explorer is better! Yup, i said it, and I stand behind my statement.

Take back the web? My Ass!!!! How about take back some common sense!

Update of Sorts...

Its been a long time since i said anything here. I know, it takes me forever to get around to this kind of stuff, but I'm not one of those super emotinal furs who feel the need to shed public tears evertime my cereal gets soggy. If youre one of these furs, please get a life.

Its warming up again. Personally, I'm glad. I've had enough of winter already. Give me sunlight!
Also, for the last couple months, I havent been getting any sleep. Not sure why either. I've never been one to get a full 8 hours of sleep per night, but here recently, I've been sliding by on about 4 hours a night. Its running me down and making me thick headed. I got to start sleeping soon.

Day to day stress somtimes makes me wonder how they can stack bullshit so high without it falling over. Crazy days at work and at home, and plenty of family issues going on too.
One of my grandmothers died recently, and I'll have another one passing in the near future.

I've been feeling out of touch recently with the rest of the fandom, but i guess everyone goes through cycles of it. I still have my moments, but for the most part, its the all the emotion and the "gotta be cute" syndrome that everyone seems to be infected with thats driving me crazy. Mabey things will straighten out eventually.

In personal news, I've started back gun collecting again, and I'm looking to join a local gun club or shooting range somtine in the near future. Thanks for tax returns! This horsie is poor :(
Should have my old 4x4 truck running again sometime in the near future. Hopefully I'll post here at least once before then.

I dont have any regular readers, and its probably for the best. I seem to only get around to posting once every 2-3 months. I need to start doing this more often.

I need to commision some pics of me and my sweet mare. I've been looking at some different artists, trying to find a style i like and an artist I can afford. I'd like to get 2 or 3 pics done.

Working on qutting smoking again. Seems that every time i do though, I start back chewing tobacco. I just trade off one bad habbit for another. Sucks dont it?

Dont get me started on politics. I just dont feel like thinking about it right now. Too tired to debate religion.

... And on a personal note. I'm a fur who loves to RP (rollplay).... But i mean REAL roleplay.. not that *cuddles and giggles* crap for 6 hours straight. I have a higher tolerance for having red hot needles stuck under my fingernails. I dont mind helping an inexpereinced fur learn to RP, but dont ask for an RP with me, expecting me to write you an erotic novel while you have your solo fun at home. I have little paitence, and being anoying is a very quick way to end up on my block list. And dragons/babyfurs.. sorry, but you need not apply. I'm simply just not intrested in anything you have to say or do. Nothing personal :)

Also.. if you ask me for something, and I say no.. politely or otherwise.... asking me again every day isnt going to make me change my mind. Once again, this will only add you to my block list.

I'm mated. Dont bother me for 3 hours every day on how you want to meet, be mates, or whatever. I'm taken. Get over it.

I'm an asshole when I'm tired. If this offends you, dont talk to me :) And if i dont reply when you type *nuzzles your ass*... it probably means I dont like it. Get a fucking clue.

Ya, I'm a bit pissed at the moment. Thats why I'm blowing off a little steam. Once again, its nothing personal. I dont call out names. I'd apreciate it if you did the same.

I need to start getting out more. I spend to much time at home.

All in all, its just another day in paradise!

And if you find spelling mistakes.... good for you. But guess what? I dont care!

Are you sugesting that Coconuts migrate?

....yes I am.

I got to start updating this thing

Yeah, I know.... I take forever to get around to this.
So whats new? Not Much. Sold the Mustang (I miss my baby!) cause i couldnt afford to insure her anymore. I hope she's in good hands... and hopefully, one day I'll have the honor of owning another one.

Still waiting for my fire boots to come in. I ordered a pair of Nick's about 3 months ago... I realise that they are completely custom made and hand stiched...but come on....does it really take that long to make a pair of boots? I'll give them 3 or 4 more weeks before i give them a call. Everyone I talk to says it not unuasual for them to take months completing an order.

Also ordered some prints and toys offline. I'm expecting them in the next few weeks too... Its gonna be like Christmas! I'll tell you more about them after they get here.

Fall is finally coming again (has it really been a year? wow I'm getting old!) I look foward to the cool weather... and I will, until the first week of Janurary (forgive my terrible spelling). After that, the cold weather and short days starts getting depressing.

I think I may try hunting a few times this year. I want to kill one deer. I'd like a trophy buck... but thats not the reason that I'm hunting. I havent had any good deer meat in years, and I'm getting hungry for some. And now that I dont live with my father anymore, I can finally age it properly! No more gamey, tough meat for me!

The last few weeks have been rocky as hell. Many times I thought I'd lost my mare forever... A few times I felt myself going crazy. The stress, the anxiety, the worry... It took alot out of me. Things seem to be a bit better now. I hope they stay that way.

Through all of it though, my little brother has been there. He's been my shoulder to cry on, the strenth i leaned on when I thought the world was falling apart around me. I love ya Joe. Thanks for everything!

In other news, I've finally met a local fur! (and this one isnt insane :D ) We're hoping that somtime in the near future we can arange a meeting for us and any other local fur's we can rattle out of their dens. Come on local furs.... We know youre out there.

Well, thats all i feel like typing right now. If youre really good I might say somthing else tonight. Now be nice.... or I'll taunt you a second time.

~RedneckFur

Its been a while

Yeah, its been a while since I last posted. A lot has happend since then. I've moved to another town, and I've got a new job. I like the job, but it doesnt pay very much. Eh, you cant have everything. I ended up having to sell the Mustang. I got back $23,000 for it, so i only owe 4 grand to my folks: I borrowed the money from them.

I need to make some changes in my life. I need to start getting out more. I need to get some excersise, and loose a little weight. Hell, I need to quit smoking too. I just have such a hard time getting motivated. But hopefully things will start working out soon. A really good freind of mine has agreed to help me out.

In other news, 2 of my closest freinds are settling down. One got married a few weeks ago... the other is getting married in a few months. I honestly think that they are too young. Its too soon for them to get maried. But then again, nobody wants to be alone. Somtimes I just dont understand life.. but then again, I dont think that we are suposed to.

I'm afraid of the future, and afraid of change. Somtimes I wish I could just pick a spot in my life and make things stay that way forever. But that will never happen. I wish I had a good freind with me right now to talk to. To hug. To share my ideas and thoughs with and get some much needed support. Sometimes I just feel so alone.

Fall will be here soon. It uasually makes me fee really good. I hope it does this year too. I kinda mis being away from my family and freinds... and most of all, my dog. After Christmas, i uasually get really depressed. I hope that doesn't happen this year. I just want to be happy.

I get to meet some very unuasual people at my new job. Alot of them are yankees who moved south, and decided to live here. I dont know what poseses them to do this... At times they can be very annoying... and their habbit of driving up land value and prices drives me insane. I know of one large community being built now that when done, will have 18,000 homes... and all of them are being sold to people from Jersy, New York, and places like that. It looks like I may have to move out west eventually. Honestly, that is my dream.

I lived in Montana for a few short months. Not a day goes by that I dont dream of going back. Ive never experienced the western winters, but the spring and summer are beautiful beyond description. Montana, I miss you. I hope one day you will welcome me back. The landscape, the mountains, the plains, the forests, the people, the beer.. I miss it all. Although I wasnt born there, I must say... I think of the American west as home.

Thats about all i can say tonight. More will come later, I hope.

And last of all... Thank you Riv. Youre a great freind, and I dont know what i would ever do without you. Thank you for everything, from the bottom of my heart. *hugs tightly* Youre the brother I never had. Thank you.

Possum guts on your wall, and nobodys laughing...so fuck it!

I need a break....a vaction..somthing. I'm so tired right now. Not sleepy....actually tired....worn down. I need to rest and forget about the world for a little while. *Sighs*

I'm going insane

For those of you who don’t know, I’m manic depressive, and I deal with severe depression on a nearly daily basis. To tell you the truth, I can’t even remember the last time I was truly happy. Sure, there are times that I ‘feel good’ but very rarely am I happy. It seems that it is my lot in life to fuck up; to make mistakes, stupid decisions, and to always come up short in all my endeavors. Even when something good happens to me, it seems to always come wrapped in bad news and bad luck. I know that many of you will just say “that’s just how life is….just deal with it.” But you don’t understand…it’s not a point of view problem that I have. Things just seem to always go wrong for me. I wonder why. Why does it happen to me? I realize that there are many out there who’s lives are much worse than mine by magnitudes….All I want is a little happiness…. Is that so much to ask for?

I’ve tried to help myself. I’ve tried filling the voids in my live with material possessions, fantasy worlds of sci-fi books, and all manner of other things, but it isn’t the answer. I don’t know what is. Music helps. Friends help. Having finally found out my true identity has helped, but like so many things in my life, it seems to have brought along its own problems too.

First off, there is the problem with my mate. I don’t know who’s reading this, so I can’t say much… all I will say is that someone who used to be a very good friend has completely destroyed all my love and trust for them. They tried to take away the thing that I love most…the thing that I care about above all others. Things will never be the same for me. Needless to say, they very nearly succeeded. The person who did this knows who they are. I hope the roast and rot in the deepest pits of hell for all eternitity.

Second and this is typical of the ironic things that happen to me every day…I recently bought a new car. I got a decent, if not very good job, and the pay isn’t bad. I bought a 2006 mustang GT…something that I've always wanted. After I’ve had the car for a month, I get a call from the State….they have decided to hire me….for a job that I applied for 12 weeks ago *forehead slaps* The job is important to me…after all, I’d be doing what I went to school to do….Forestry. I have a college degree in forest management, and I’d like to have a career in forestry. I’d have to move to accept the job, and I don’t think I can afford the mustang, and rent when I move. Either way, I’m forced to give up something…either my dream job…or my dream car…and the car would be the easiest to part with…but its not that simple…I financed it 100%.....e.g. no down payment. I cant sell it without loosing money…if I cant get back within $1000.00 of the original purchase price, I will still be stuck with a payment that I will have difficulty making for the first few months after I move….still putting me up shit creek. Why does everything have to hurt? Why are the things that I love always taken away from me? Even my dog was stolen by my neighbors. And people wonder why I’m depressed and suicidal…..

This isn’t unusual….things like this happen to me all the time…its just that it all keeps building up and building up….and I feel like I’m going to explode. I’m currently working a night shift shut down where I work now…and that’s wearing me down badly…its only Saturday, and I’ve already worked 60 hours of hard labor…and I have 12 more hours to go before the week is through. I’m not going to get a day off for the next month….by then, I will be dead from exhaustion.

I need friendship, love, happiness…..SOMETHING, damn it! Help me. It’s obvious that I can’t do it on my own.

There is so much more that I need to say…but I don’t have the energy or patience to do it at the moment.

I GOT A MUSTANG GT

Ive finally went out and done it. I've made my dream a reality. I went and bought myself a 2006 Ford Mustang GT. I wont have it until monday... I had to order one to get the options that I wont. Aparently silver GT's with a 5 speed manual transmission is rare. I'm very exited, and I cant wait to drive it. I was called today by the ford dealership, my car is in greensboro right now, and will be delivered to wilmington monday afternoon. I am supposed to go pick it up at 6. *smiles*

My mare <3

This redneck is no longer single! (I know many of you thought it would never happen) I finally know what true love feels like, and yes, it really is the most beautiful feeling in the world! Ive met somone I love so much, and whom is so very special to me. I love you so much, my sweet mare, and I cant wait for the day when we can be together. You are my heart and my soul. You gave my life meaning and purpose again. I dream of you every night, and think of you every day. You are in my thoughts at ever moment. I cant wait till I get to hear you beautiful voice again...it does the most amazing things to me, my love. I feel so calm, relaxed, and at complete peace when I talk to you. You've turned this raving redneck until your own personal, cuddly teddy bear *blushes*

My mare, my mate, my soul, my best friend, and my pet. I love you so much, and my love for you grows stronger by the day. And as always, sweetie, I promise that I will never let go...no matter what happens, I will never let go.

--RedneckFur

To a good friend.

This is for you, Matthew. Thank you for all the cool things you've done for me, and all the stuff you've helped me with. Thanks for accepting me for who and what I am. It really means alot to me. I think of you as one of my best friends, and I wouldnt want it to be any other way. Stay honest, and be true to yourself, man. And if you ever need any help from me, dont hesitate to ask. I'm sure I owe you quite a few favors by now. *laughs*

Back again!

Its been a long time since I updated this place...again. Ive got to get on the ball and get around to keeping this thing up. I'd like to try for a daily post. Will it happen? I doubt it.

Alot of crazy things have happened in my life since the last time I posted. Lets see. I quit my old job. I started a new job, doing construction work. The work is harder, but I'm no longer alone, I make more money, and I only have to work 4 days a week. (at 10 hours per day *laughs*) When I started the new job, I moved back in with my parents. I've spent the last two years on my own. It feels weird to be living with people again. I was so used to having privacy. Looks like thats going to be gone for a while. *sighs*

I havent did any more of my request drawings, other than the first 2. Ive been busy, and not really in the mood to draw for the last few weeks. I hope I can get a better chair for my desk soon. That will make drawing easier, since the chair I have now is at the wrong hight to make drawing for any length of time very uncomfortable. This chair is just uncomfortable, period.

You can request somthing too!

Since I’m taking requests for pics at the moment, I figured I’d put the word out here too. I’m trying to improve my artwork, so I’m asking around for art requests, and I am going to do my best to fulfill every request that I get.

Should you wish to request anything, bear this in mind:
I will do all requests for FREE!! Yep that’s right. FREE!!!!
I’d prefer to do furry art at the moment, but I’m game for anything. So feel free to request something that’s non furry if you’d like. I like to draw wildlife art too, so if you like that kind of stuff, request something!
While I have nothing against yiffy art, I’d like to avoid doing any for the time being. Pedophilia and Vore are out of the question, so don’t ask for it.
Most of my work is done in greyscale. Colors are still a new thing for me.
I draw slowly. It takes me about a week to do a finished pic, and there is already a list of requests I need to do, so it might take a while before I get to your request. Have no fear though…if you request something, I will draw it, even if it takes me 6 weeks to get to it.
I’d prefer to keep the originals of all my work, but I will send you as many scans in as many sizes as you need. If you want the original, let me know. I’m sure we can work something out.
If I draw your char, you have my permission to use the pic however you wish; I just ask that you give credit to me if you wish to display it. (Like anyone would want to display my crappy art anyway * laughs *)
I think that just about covers everything. If you have any questions, or a request, email me at J.RedneckFur AT Gmail.com (replace AT with @) or IM me at RedneckFur on AIM. I’m usually online between 8pm and 11pm

Requests!

I’ve made it my goal this year to improve my artwork. Since I quit drawing daily back in year 2001, I’ve seen the quality of my work go downhill. I’m ready to change that. Its my goal to draw for at least an hour a day (hopefully more) this year, and to turn out one drawn pic every week or so.

The kind furrs of furtopia have been sending requests my way for the last few days, and I’m grateful for that! With their help, I hope to make a noticeable improvement in my art this year. Eventually I’d even like to learn how to do colors and editing with Photoshop, but that’s still a ways down the road.

At the moment I’m working on a pic for Mazz. It’s a pic of her fursona, a folf (fox/wolf mix) Mazz has hosted several art contests in the past, the most recent that I know of would be the “Kill Mazz” contest, where she asked furrs to draw a pic of Mazz being killed creatively. After seeing the contest, and seeing some of Mazz’s art, I’ve wanted to draw her fursona for a while now. It looked like she’d be a lot of fun to draw, and so far, it has been!

The pic of Mazz that I’m doing is the first pic that I have inked in a few years, and it will be the first that I’ve colored since year 2000. I hope it doesn’t look too bad when I’m done. So far, I’m more or less satisfied with the sketch, but I see lots of room for improvement. If you’d like, you can see the pic on furtopia at (INSERT LINK). I drew Mazz with an espresso drip IV bag. I hope she doesn’t mind, after all “All your coffee belongs to Mazz” * Grins *

Up next on the request list is Fuzzle Pup and Midnight Fury. Fuzzle is a Fox, and I believe that Midnight Fury is a squirrel, but she may be a hybrid. I haven’t drawn either species as a furry, and I haven’t drawn the feral versions of either species in years, so this should be interesting. I really should ask the both of them for a little more info on their characters. Midnight did include a reference pic, so that will go a long way in helping me out. Fuzzle Pup didn’t give me a reference pic, so I will probably ask him to describe his fursona to me, and give me some info on what he likes to do etc. I look forward to doing both pics after I finish Mazz, which I think I will do tonight.

More Ramblings

-OR-
Meaningless shit to fry your skull.

I’ve recently started back drawing. After reading some online posts by other artists, I decided that drawing on Xerox copy paper probably wasn’t the best thing to do. I followed another artist’s example, and bought a pack of 120lb card stock. So far, I am very impressed, and I have no plans of going back to copy paper anytime soon. If you’re actually reading this crap and like to draw, I suggest that you try it too. You can get a pack of 150 sheets at Wal-Mart for around 5 bucks, so it’s not like you’re making a big investment.

Started back to work today. And what a load of fun that is * sarcastic grin * Its raining again, so I’m stuck inside with little to do other than data entry, and I’ve only got enough of that to do to last for 2 or 3 hours. My work day is 8 hours long. That’s the reason that I’m writing these blog posts at work. Trying to stretch out the work until the weather gets better, ‘cause I can’t bear to sit around and do nothing at all.

My boss is back too. Let me tell ya about him. I won’t give his name or anything personal like that, since I’d prefer that he remain anonymous, and that I don’t have to go to court. My boss is a transplant yankee, he’s a second generation Italian immigrant from NYC that moved down here to good ‘ol NC about 20 years ago. He sticks out like a sore thumb. I’ve been working for this guy for the last year and a half, and I still don’t know what his job is. All I know that he is always ordering stuff that never gets taken out of the box, and that he fucks around with weather stations when he’s not moving boxes from one side of the hangar to another. He comes to work with a 15 mile long list of things that need to be done, but he will spend the next 12 hours sliding his boxes around and making phone calls. The list never gets touched. Speaking of phone calls, I’m willing to bet that this guy is on the phone for a minimum of 14 hours a day. He’s called me up at 12:30 am before, (while I was asleep, I might add) to ask me for details on my weekly schedule. Common sense would tell him that he would see me in the office at 8am that morning and that he could ask away until his heart content, but nope, when he gets a wild hair in his ass, he acts right then, with no regard for the victim. My boss is convinced that the world really does revolve around him. Hell, it’s not unusual for him to delegate his work to other people that don’t even work in the same division as him, sometimes people who are technically his superiors.
What annoys me the most about him though is that he has no regard for common sense at all. He knows the ‘by the book’ scientific approach to everything, but honestly, I think he’d have a hard time tying his shoes without a diagram and a physics book. I’m forever having to show him the easy, normal way to do things, and even then, he just stares at me with a blank look on his face and looks at me like I’m an idiot. He will then show me how to do it ‘his way’ which usually takes 3 times as long as my method and doesn’t work as well anyway. On a few occasions, I’ve showed him how to do something with his PDA, and he will come back to me an hour later, and show me, step by step, what I had just shown him, and tell me that I need to pay attention and learn what he is showing me. Fucking Idiot!!! As I speak, (err, type) he is taking cables out of one bag, and putting them in an identical bag, stapling them shut, and putting them in a box. When he gets done, I’m sure that he will move all the boxes 3 feet to the left. Before he leaves, I’m sure he will move them back to their original locations. 4 times already, he has moved a box of PDA’s from one table to another, telling me that should someone need one next week, this is where they will be. Isn’t my boss smart? I’ve never seen someone work as hard as he does to accomplish nothing. He can stay busy for 12 hours…not even stopping for 10 minutes the entire day…and get nothing done at all. He calls it ‘multi-tasking. I call it a waste of taxpayer’s money. Someone, get this guy some medication. He of all people needs it.

Tribute to Freinds, part 1

I’m finally getting around to it. I’ve been saying for awhile now that I was going to do a section on the people that have helped me along the way and made me who I am. This is that post. Read it, enjoy it, and if you’re one of the ones mentioned, THANK YOU for all that you’ve done. *hugs*

In no particular order:

Uncle Benny. You know it, but you’ve been like a father to me. You taught me how to drive a stick shift the right way (and I’m very thankful for that), and how to work on old cars and trucks. You took me hunting when I was a kid. You were there when I killed my first deer. You showed me that you can be a redneck and still have plenty of good times too. I learned a lot more than that though. You showed me that most of the time, the simple things are the best, and that you should always be proud of who you are and where you came from. You showed me love and kindness when my real father hated and abused me. You may not know it, but when I was a young child, I looked up to you as a father, and to tell the truth, I still do. Thanks for everything.

To the old men of John’s Island hunting club. Thank you for sharing the magic. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of cold 5am mornings in the heart of the greenswamp, and I have all of you to thank for that.

Bear. You’re gone now, but not forgotten. You never will be. You were my best friend during some very difficult times and I’ll never forget it. You taught me the true meaning of unconditional love, and that friendship isn’t bound by species. Bear, I’d give anything to have you back, and rare is the day that I don’t think about you. You taught me that dogs really are mans best friend, and that the love of a dog for his master is a love no mere human could match. I never collared you, Bear. You didn’t stay because you were forced to, you stayed because you wanted to. You stayed because you loved me. Although you couldn’t speak with words, you taught me so much Bear. I still mourn your death every fall, and I probably will for the rest of my life. Rest in peace, dear brother. I love you. *cries*

Sam. We only knew each other for a year, but what great year it was. You were my best friend in college, and I still remember our hours-long conversations on politics and philosophy today. It amazed to no end how you managed to see through all the bullshit in the world and could find the truth. If you ran for president, I wouldn’t hesitate to vote for you. And what a hell of a president you would make. Although it was an accident, it was you who helped me to find my true self, the self that I had been trying to deny for years. By accident, you helped me find out that I was furry. I’ll forever be grateful for that. By now, Sam, I bet you are working as a programmer for some company, making tons of money. I hope that you are. If not, you definitely deserve it. And should I ever see ya again, its beer and gumbys pizza, and I’m buying.

Jon. I had so much fun hanging out with you man! You introduced me to the joys of alcohol. I was hanging out with you the first time I got drunk, and I’ll never forget that. You have a great sense of humor. You have made me laugh at times when I thought humor was impossible. You introduced me to the addiction of Half Life and Counter Strike. (And that’s probably a bad thing really) Jon, I miss the late night parties and the early dining hall breakfasts. I miss hanging out and chatting about nothing at all in particular. I hope we meet again. You freakin ROCK!

Al, you were weird, but you were a great friend too. It’s too bad that you had to leave early, because we all missed you. I miss your unique outlook on life, and your ability to say “Fuck it all” and really mean it. I hope you remember all those late night beer runs we made. Hell, together I’m willing to bet we set a record for sneaking beer on campus. If you ever read this Al, smoke one for me!

Andy, you’re still one of the most unusual people I know, but I’m proud to call you my friend. It amazes me how you can, after all these years, still hold on to your innocent personality, and still find the good in everybody. It’s a quality that’s very rare these days. I still think that our road trips to the mountains and the drag races were the most fun I’ve ever had, and we’re going to have to do it again one day. I still don’t see how you can eat so much Mexican food and not get the shits, but I guess that’s just part of what makes you unique. Andy, as long as you keep being yourself, I’m sure you will succeed in life. Take it easy man!

Mathew. (You knew I couldn’t leave you out!) I haven’t known you for very long, but you’re one of the coolest people I know. I really appreciate all the help with the computers. I wouldn’t have got far without your help. It amazes me how you and Andy are so alike yet are near polar opposites. You’re fun to hang out with, and you’ve got a great sense of humor. I also like the fact that I can have an intelligent conversation with you without either of us becoming bored. (Just try that with most of my other friends!!) I think it’s great that you can put up with, and possibly forgive all my strange habits. As weird as I may seem at times, I’m really just a regular guy. I’ll buy the liquor on your 21st birthday man! Take it easy!

Chris, everyone needs a cool, laid back buddy like you. I’d say more, but there really isn’t that much to say. I love you man! Next time the beer’s on me!

Test Drives!

In the next few months, I should be in the market for a new car. I test drove two last weekend. I’ll tell ya what I think

2005 Chevy Cobalt SS Supercharged
I drove supercharged cobalt last Friday morning. It was bright red, and had the optional race seats and the limited slip differential. I took it out on I-40 for a spin, and gave the salesman a good scare in the process. True to their word, the SS is indeed fast. I had it up to 100mph a few times, and it would bark second gear with no problem. When trying to turn under hard acceleration, it had quite a bit of torque steer, but that doesn’t surprise me. The supercharger is very quiet. I was expecting it to whine and snarl, but you couldn’t even tell it was there. The engine is very quiet too. It also doesn’t give you any warnings of the approaching redline. The engine sounds the same at 3000 rpm as it does at 6000 rpm. I found that a little unnerving. I know that motor trend and several other magazines complained about the electric power steering, but honestly, I liked it. It felt very connected to the road and transmitted movements smoothly. I liked the car, and you can get one at a good price, but honestly, as much as I like the SS supercharged Cobalt, it isn’t the car for me. But I heartily recommend it to anyone who’s looking for a fast car for a reasonable price.

2006 Nissan Frontier 4x4
I drove the frontier later Friday afternoon. Needless to say, I fell in love. The frontier that I drove was an extended cab 4x4 model with the 4.0-liter V6 and a 6 speed manual transmission. It had a nice, tight suspension and cornered very well, and handled better that most 2 wheel drives I have driven. The transmission, despite not having been broken in, shifted smoothly and firmly, clutch operation was typical Nissan, it gives you a feel for the pressure plate while still being smooth. The 4.0 V6 is an amazing engine, having 265 horsepower, and 275lbs of torque, more than any other midsize truck, and more than some full size trucks. The Nissan accelerated well, and had a nice throaty rumble too. The trucks seats were amazingly comfortable, and the gauge cluster is well laid out. The parking break is put in the center console, like is commonly found in sports cars, which I think is a plus. I’ve never driven a 4x4 that drives and handles as well as this one did. I plan on buying one in a few months, and I suggest that you take a look at one too if you are in the market for a pickup truck.

And by the way… Don’t buy a Dodge. Dodge cars and trucks are worthless pieces of shit that fall apart shortly after you buy them, and you spend a lifetime and a fortune fixing the bastards. Trust me, I know. Every one of my friends drives a dodge, and at any given time, one of them has their car in the shop. Stay away from Chrysler/Dodge. You will be glad that you did.

Furry Ramblings.

I talked to Ryan again last night (for those of you that know me, I’m not talking about fat-boy…This Ryan lives in northern California…) I showed him where he can download and watch the MTV Sex2k special on plushies and furries. For any of you furs or non-furs who haven’t seen it yet, it’s a complete crock of bullshit, and gives a very inaccurate portrayal of the fandom.

The special portrays furries as a large collection of sexual deviants who act out bestiality-like sex with partners dressed in fursuits. What the documentary doesn’t tell you is that they specifically looked for that small percentage of perverts in the fandom (we call them “furverts”) that tend to give the rest of us a bad name. The furverts make up a very small percentage of the fandom, I’m not sure of the exact numbers, but I’m willing to bet that its less than 10%.

This link will explain why fursuit sex is so unlikely (INSERT LINK) but I will give yall a quick recap of what it says.

Fursuits are VERY expensive. A very cheap “off the rack” fursuit will cost you at least $800.00. And that’s considered very cheap to someone in the fandom. A custom made suit usually costs upwards of $1000.00, and suits costing 5 and 6 thousand aren’t uncommon. Even the furs that make their own suits often have hundreds of hours and hundreds of dollars invested in its construction. A furry that made this kind of investment isn’t going to risk damaging the suit with an act as messy or rough as sex. It would be way to costly to clean or repair a damaged or stained fursuit for it to be used for sex.
Fursuits aren’t the kind of thing you would want to wear during sex anyway. As any fursuiter can tell you, Fursuits are thick, bulky, uncomfortable and hot. A fur has to be careful not to overheat or dehydrate while in costume, and has to take frequent breaks to remove the head and drink water to cool off. Strenuous activity is nearly impossible due to the difficulty of seeing/moving in suit and the likelihood that you will overexert yourself. Having sex while in suit would push a fursuiter body to the limit, while being uncomfortable to move in. Once again, fursuit sex isn’t a common happening.
Fursuiters aren’t all that common, in the first place. Because of the investment in buying/making a suit, and the dedication involved in wearing it, few furs ever get involved in fursuiting. Some furries simply have no interest in it. There are many facets to the fandom, and different parts of it appeal to different people.

Besides, even though there is quite a lot of adult oriented art in the fandom (called ‘yiff’ by the furs) there is also a lot of safe; G and PG rated stuff out there too. One only has to go to Yerf! To see for yourself, ( www.yerf.com ) Furries come in all sizes, shapes, races, and ages, and all have different tastes. Just because a furry likes yiffy art, doesn’t mean that they’re a furvert. It’s all a matter of tastes.

Their furry brothers and sisters have ostracized many of the furs that were filmed in the Sex2k special. It’s as if they set out to give themselves (and us!) a bad name, and they may well have succeeded.
Also, worth mentioning, is the CSI episode, “Fur and Loathing in Las Vegas”. It is an episode from season 4, where a man in a raccoon suit is found dead on the highway. I will spare you all the details of the film, but I will tell you that it too, was an inaccurate portrayal of the fandom. CSI at least had the decency to consult with a few normal furries when writing the script… Too bad CSI didn’t take much of their advice. While there are some good portrayals of the fandom in the film, like in the seminar scene, many of the scenes in the film were inaccurate. First off, there were too many people in fursuits at the convention. Some of the terminology of the fandom was used incorrectly. And once again, there were too many furverts present. The furry consultant tried to talk the shows writer and director out of the furpile scene, but he refused to do so, but CSI often makes a spectacle out of perverted themes, so that’s not unusual for them. All in all the CSI episode was a double edged sword…It may have misinformed the public, and given some people a bad opinion of us furries, but it has also brought hundreds, if not thousands of young furs who knew nothing about the fandom into the fold. All in all, I think that the plans of the media backfired on them this time.

Where's the Inspiration?

Getting in the mood to write aint easy for me…to be able to get anything done, I have to be either really depressed or highly pissed off. If I’m neither, I usually don’t have much interest in writing. I haven’t updated my blog in several weeks. It’s getting kinda stale and scary over there, I need to go update it and clean it up a bit. Today was a fairly crappy day. It rained all day, meaning that I was stuck inside, doing busy work when I needed to be out in the field doing work. Well, that’s just how it goes. I wish the weather would kiss my hairy white ass.

Well, back to business. Every time I think of what I want to write about, I don’t have anything convenient nearby to write on…when I'm near a computer or paper, I don’t feel like writing. It pisses me the fuck off…. but everything does, so bite me. Hey, I haven’t taken a shit in 4 days…that’s reason enough to be pissed off, dontcha think?

I’m nearly finished reading “Companions” by Evoquus. Its honestly one of the best stories I have ever read. It doesn’t have much of a plot…its more like its just telling the story of a gay man turned mare and his sentient stallion lover. The story starts just before the two meet, and it follows them through the next two weeks of their lives, and what a busy time it is. The work is highly emotional, and it will jerk a tear out of ya here and there. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’d get a good laugh in occasionally too. I recommend that you read it. I fell in love with the characters, and I’m willing to bet that you will to. Before you go looking for it, however…be warned. “Companions” is a fictional story of a mature/adult nature and isn’t for those who are under the age of 18, or who are offended by M/M sex, bestiality, and some quite bizarre situations. If you like this kind of stuff…GO FOR IT. You’ll Love it! It can be found on the website YIFFSTAR (www.yiffstar.com) along with thousands of other great furry fiction titles.

What’s the deal with Emo music? Honestly, I don’t think that I’ve ever heard it, and if I did, I don’t think that I would like it. I’m told its music for the emo kids…. hopelessly romantic, overly emotional teens who cant seem to control their feelings…(Fashion aside, they are the same thing as those Spears/Nsync lovin teenyboppers right?) If you like this emo shit, and you think I’ve got the wrong opinion about it. Tell me why I’m wrong. Otherwise, bite me…. But don’t cry when I bite back…’cuz I do…

The sign said their dogs were murdered...

Today I was working in the Croatan National Forest, (just east of New Bern, NC) My sampling plot is in an area that is closed off to vechicular traffic, and somtimes the general public. (lucky me I have been issued a key to the gate :) ) To my suprise I found a sign wired to the gate. The sign was plain plywood painted white, with sharpie-marker lettering on it. The message on the sign saddend me. It was put up by somone who aparently had a bunch of their pets killed. The sign basically said 'they' (the signs maker, apparently) had found all five of their dogs shot dead, and a few of the shell casings, and that they were looking for the shooter and his gun. Other passers by had added messages, most agreeing that killing somones dog was a terrible crime, and how a dog was a member of the family. I agree. I hope the person finds the evil creature that killed their dogs, and bring them to justice. It seems to me that about this time, every year there is a sudden uprising in the number of kidnapped/killed pets. Just a few years ago I had two dogs stonlen from me on Christmas eve. I dont know what kind of evil bastards would do things like this, but I hope they have hot, bloody diahrea for the next 6 weeks. Its Christmas time people... protect your pets.... I plan to get a photo of the sign, when I do I'll be sure to post it.

A few more things...

Im back again...
Ive added a flip book with some of my furry art in it. You can see more in my Imageshack gallery. If it doesnt work for you, and you really want to see more of my crappy art, Email or IM me.

Also, my waccaw has apparently ran away. He disapeared a few weeks ago, and I havent seen him since. He left a little red X in his place, but its not the same with out him here *sniff sniff* Come back Blaze!!!! I miss you!!!

Your mission for today is to feed the squirells...and to not laugh at any words I've misspelled and not noticed yet.

Later all!
Redneckfur

Im still around!

I know its been a long time since I last posted, but no worry. Im still around, and I still care about this blog, as crappy as it may be.

Ive got a few new things in the works, and once I figure out how to post images in this thing, youre all in for a treat. Ive got before and after pics of my buddy Andy's demo derby car for your viewing enjoyment.

Ive been meaning to do a few more things with politics and religion, but isnt that what everyone elses blogs are about? Well, I guess I will just have to be different. I will post about somthing weird, and you will think im insane because of it. But thats the whole idea *sticks out tounge*

What to expect in the next few weeks:
A reccomended reading list (books that I like, and think you will like too!)
A tribute post (giving credit where credit is due... This is for the freinds and family that have helped me along the way...stay tuned, you may be one of them.)
Meaningless Rants! (thats what its all about, really)
Roadkill sightings (because I can!!)
Important furry wisdom (we all need it!)
Any other crap that I havent thought of yet. ('know what I mean, verne?)

The word of the day is....SINS!

I’d like to touch on some of the more sensitive issues that face Christianity today. This is the section where I’m sure to piss someone off. You have been warned. Continue if you dare…

Promiscuous sex: Yeah, the Bible says it’s a sin. Sure, even with all the STD’s out there, modern day birth control and condoms make it relatively safe. So what’s the problem? Not enough people use birth control and condoms. Too many people forgo the protection, and decide to have the fun now, and worry about problems later. I think fornication is a sin, not to make us ‘pure’ or anything, but as a consideration for our health and feelings. God doesn’t want us to be unhappy. If he didn’t want us to have sex at all, he wouldn’t have made it pleasurable. He wouldn’t have made it fun. Although waiting until marriage is often the safest route, most people cannot/will not wait that long. A common trend today is to not get married at all, and I don’t think that there is anything wrong with that. All that I ask is this; unless you’re ready to have children, use protection every time. Even if you have been together for a long time. Avoid the ‘one night stands’. Fun at the moment, they often lead to hurt feelings later on. Choose partners that you have feelings for, even if you have no intents on marriage. Take the time to be sure that their needs are met, as well as yours. If the relationship doesn’t work out, (and many don’t) leave on good terms. Be honest with your partner. If you have a disease, or certain feelings that need to be taken into consideration, tell your partner. Express a need for honesty in a relationship, and expect your partner to do the same. Just because you’re not married doesn’t mean you cannot have sex. All it means is that you should be careful, courteous and honest with the partners that you meet throughout life. God wants us all to be healthy and happy. Taking sensible precautions can go a long way to this end.

This might become a regular feature. More to come soon!!

A random thought

Do you find the changes in life strange? Does it frighten you? Do you embrace it with open arms? Do you welcome change? Are you one of those who strive to bring about new ideas, technologies and techniques as soon as possible, or do you prefer to hold on to and perfect the old ways?
Me, I’m not sure what my place is in this world. I don’t know what my calling in life is yet. I applaud all of those who do. I have yet to find my niche in this world. There are plenty of things that I like to do. My job isn’t so bad, and I like the profession that I’m in. But I ask myself. “Is this what I was meant to do?” Honestly, I don’t know. Some people think that I am an insane deviant. I’m sure many who know me would think so, especially if they knew I was a furry. Some think I am an ignorant redneck. I wont completely deny those accusations. I am a redneck for sure, and I’m not the smartest person in the world, but I love to learn new things. Some people think that I am destined to be a preacher. I find this a strange prediction, but I wont deny the possibility. I have some strange, even unorthodox views on religion, but I still consider myself a Christian, even if I am a flawed one.
I believe that God loves us all, even us with sins and imperfections. Don’t worry about me getting ‘holier than thou’ on you. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a sinner. God wants us to love each other. Wants us to take care of each other. He would probably like it a lot if a lot more of us would simply smile and wave at the occasional stranger. God knows that we aren’t perfect, and he knows that we are easily tempted. That’s why he is so free with his forgiveness. I don’t think that you have to attain perfection to get into heaven; I just think that you have to try to make your life and those around you better. Even if you don’t succeed, trying is the important thing.

Got Water.....I do now.....

I complained about not getting any rain. Well, it looks like I got what I was asking for. Its been raining almost non stop since Wednesday, and they are saying that it will rain until next Wednesday. Honestly, a week of solid rain should be enough. I like the rain, but its very possible to have too much of a good thing. The river is more than high enough to fish in.

Around home, some of the country roads have been flooding. The creeks are high and are in danger of going over the bridges. There was even talk of evacuating part of the town of Lake Waccamaw, since it sets between a large lake and a very full canal.

Good news? Well, since it has been so dry this whole summer, the water should soak into the ground in the next few days, so the flood danger shouldn’t last long.

Better news? The level of the Neuse River has risen about 3 feet. That’s about what it should be. Catfishing continues!

My wacaw pup!

See that cute little critter on the left side of my blog? That’s a wacaw pup, the creation of a furry artist called Sanoure. I figured that I should give her a plug because she allowed me to adopt this one for free. (And chances are, she will let you adopt one too. Come on, you know you want one!!!)
A wacaw is a mix of wolf and macaw. I never though that such a combination could happen, much less look as cute as they do. She has them available in several colors, along with a blank version you can add your own custom colors to. Check out her website at www.sanoure.furtopia.org . She has some great artwork, and I think she does commissions too. Pay her a visit!

Got Water? I dont.

I went down to the Neuse River today with my buddy Nigel today. We were planning on a night of cat fishing, but it didn’t happen. Turns out that the river was so low, we couldn’t even get the boat in. Even with the rain from the last few storms, its way to dry around here. The Neuse was so low that you could actually walk from bank to bank. How many rivers can you do that in? We settled for fishing off the bank for about an hour, but we didn’t catch anything, because unlike the catfish of the Cape Fear River, the catfish in the Neuse don’t bite when the water is low. And it’s so low right now that it’s scary.

The Manteo-area of NC is the exact opposite. I work often in the Manteo/Dare Bombing Range area, and the water in the canals there is plenty high. Last week, I was bogging in mud waste deep at times. Manteo and Kinston are only about 150 miles apart. How can the water levels be so different in such a small area? Its funny I have to ask this, since its MY JOB to know these things.

My rant for today? When are we going to get enough rain?!?!? The water shouldn’t be THAT low. It’s crazy, I tells ya!

For those of you who like to fish for the monster cats, I wish you better luck than I had last night.

Fall is coming....

It’s the time of year when the air cools down, and my blood runs hot. It’s the time of the year I just can’t resist howling at the moon. Time to hang out with good friends, cold beer, and a warm fire. It’s the time of year to say ‘I love you’. Fall is when I feel alive. My nerves vibrate with its coming. I can’t wait to breathe-smell-drink the clean, cool, crisp air. It’s the time for hunting deer. It’s the simple beauty of a Marlin 336 Whitetail rifle. It’s the flat crack of a .30/30 echoing off the pines. It’s in the warm fragrance of fresh blood, and in the somber beauty of death.

White-tailed Deer in their majestic beauty…..fall belongs to them. They are its Lord and Master. To kill something of such beauty…is it a sin? I mourn their passing, yet I kill them all the same. Sometimes I cry, yet I hunt again. Please forgive me. I know the day is coming when I stop pulling the trigger on a 336W and start pulling the trigger on a Nikon. I ask myself after every kill “Is this the last one?” So far, the answer has been no. Soon though, I will get back a yes. I can feel it. Until that day comes; forgive me Whitetails, for I sin. I regret what I do. I’m sorry.

I can take some solace in the fact that the deer that I kill die better than the cows and hogs in the slaughter houses. No electric shock or captive bolt device, my .30/30 does its job quickly and efficiently. A clean heart shot; the buck is dead before he hits the ground. At least he feels no pain. Even when hunting, it pains me to see an innocent creature suffer. That’s one of the many reasons I let so many walk away. I can’t bear to take a bad shot, only to watch one die slowly. It rips my heart out when it happens. I eat what I kill. To take life purely for sport is to me, unthinkable.

So why do I hunt, you ask? Why do this deed when it causes you so much pain? Because it also brings pleasure. I regret to admit it, but there is a thrill inherent in lifting warm wood and cold steel to my left shoulder. There is a thrill in the half second between the crack of the rifle and the soft crash of the Buck falling to the ground. There is a thrill in feeling his soft fur and running my hands over his still warm body. There is beauty in the sweeping curve of his softly furred ears. There is beauty in the white underside of his spade shaped tail. There is beauty in the smell of his blood. There is unspeakable beauty in his eyes in the moments before they become cloudy and glaze over. Eyes so difficult to look into. There is beauty in the antlers, as any hunter will tell. I want to have a buck mounted one day. Not only as a trophy of the kill, but as reminder of the life that I ended. That one will probably be the last.

Even as I write this, I look forward to hunting season. Sometimes, life can be so confusing. Even so, long after I have ceased to hunt, I will support the rights of hunters. Just because the pleasure has ended for me doesn’t mean it has to end for others. All charitable organizations and wildlife funds combined to not raise as much money, nor do as much work as hunters do when it comes to the protection of animals and their habitats. I support this. It’s the least we can do. The money and time of hunters have raised the population of White-tailed deer to untold numbers. In the early 1900’s Whitetails were very near being on the endangered species list. Now there are more deer than there have ever been in recorded history, and the population is still growing. Despite the deaths of thousands of deer every year, Bucks will continue to rut, Does will be in heat, and Fawns will be born. More are born every year. Life goes on.

Just the other day, I saw a doe and her twin fawns grazing at the edge of the forest. It was a majestic sight. I was able to approach to within 100 feet of them before the doe ushered her children back into the forest. Even then, they didn’t flip tail and run. My only regret is that I didn’t have my camera. Fawns, I wish you health and happiness. Doe, be a good mother and teach the kids all they need to know. God willing, I will see yall again; but hopefully, not over the top of a blued steel barrel.

Got Collar? I do!

A few days ago I broke down and bought myself a collar. (Sometimes furries do these things) I’ve wanted one for a while, but finally got the guts to get one. It’s nothing fancy, just your average dog collar. I got it at the local Wal-Mart. It's made of 1-inch wide brown leather, and is 22 inches long. It has a silver buckle and ‘D’ ring. I think it matches my belt pretty well. I was a little apprehensive at first, but after trying it on, I found that wearing a collar is rather comforting! (Fun to play with too!) I only wear it at home now, but I’d like to start wearing it out in public one day. Once again, I’ve got to work up the guts to do it. Being shy sucks!


Whether you’re furry or not, get yourself a collar. You just might like it!

The first post

Give me a break, I’m new to this. I’m Justin. Some know me as RedneckFur. Most don’t know me at all. Oh well, that’s probably for the best. This is my blog. (I don’t like the word ‘blog’. Sounds like something you do after drinking a whole bottle of Jagermiester in one sitting.) Sit a spell ok? Feel free to laugh at my spelling mistakes. Who knows, I may even have something important to say every once in a while. As the name implies, this is a place for me to rant about the things that piss me off. And for those of you who don’t know me, EVERYTHING pisses me off. Sooner or later I’m going to make you mad. I can deal with it. Can you?

There’s going to me more to this than just pissing people off though. Once in a while, I have a really great thought, or maybe I see or hear something worth mentioning. I’d like to share these with you. Of course, there will be the occasional comment on religion, politics, or any one of the many other subjects that seem to get people all fired up. But you expected that, right? I hope you did.

And lastly, I’d like to give credit where credit is due. I will try to occasionally post links or mention names of the people that are important to me, and who made me what I am. Who knows? You may be one of them!

And very lastly…I’m doing this because I need the writing practice! I’m not in college anymore, and I need a reason to bang keys for a while.

Thank you!
Justin / RedneckFur

Feed some squirrels today!