Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Monday, April 27, 2015



“Where is the goddamn fucking flag!  I want the goddamn fucking flag up every morning at fucking sunrise.” -Hillary to staff at the Arkansas Governor’s mansion on Labor Day 1991.
From the book Inside the White House, by Ronald Kessler, p. 244.
“Fuck off! It’s enough I have to see you shit-kickers every day, I’m not going to talk to you too!! Just do your goddamn job and keep your mouth shut.” -– Hillary to her State Trooper body guards after one of them greeted her “Good Morning.”
From the book American Evita, by Christopher Anderson, p. 90.
“If you want to remain on this detail, get your fucking ass over here and grab those bags!” – Hillary to a Secret Service Agent who was reluctant to carry her luggage because he wanted to keep his hands free in case of an incident.
From the book The First Partner: Hillary Rodham Clinton, by Joyce Milton p. 259.
“Stay the fuck back, stay the fuck back away from me! Don’t come within ten yards of me, or else! Just fucking do as I say, Okay!!?” -Hillary screaming at her Secret Service detail.
From the book Unlimited Access: An FBI Agent Inside the Clinton White House, by Clinton FBI Agent in Charge, Gary Aldrich, p. 139.
“Where’s the miserable cock sucker!” -Hillary shouting at a Secret Service officer.
From the book The Truth About Hillary: What She Knew, When She Knew It, and How Far She’ll Go to Become President, by Edward Klein, p. 15.
“You fucking idiot!” – Hillary to an Arkansas state trooper who was driving her to an event.
From the book Crossfire, p. 84
“Put this on the ground!  I left my sunglasses in the limo.  I need those sunglasses. We need to go back!” – Hillary barking at Marine One helicopter pilot to turn back while en route to Air Force One.
From the book Dereliction of Duty, by Robert Patterson, pp. 71-72.
“Come on Bill, put your dick up!  You can’t fuck her here!!” – Hillary to her husband, then-Gov. Bill Clinton, when she saw him talking with an attractive woman.
From the book Inside the White House, by Ronald Kessler, p. 243.



Sunday, April 26, 2015

When you are over sixty . . . who gives a !@$&*#@

When you are over sixty . . . who gives       ****

Cowboy: "Give me 3 packets of condoms, please."
Cashier: "Do you need a paper bag with that, sir?"
Cowboy: "Nah... She's purty good lookin'....."
When you are over sixty, who gives a

I was talking to a girl in the bar last night. She said,
"If you lost a few pounds, had a shave and got your hair cut, you'd look all right."
I said, "If I did that, I'd be talking to your friends over there instead of you."
When you are over sixty, who gives a
I was telling a girl in the pub about my ability to guess what day a woman
was born just by feeling her boobs.
"Really" she said, "Go on then...try."
After about thirty seconds of fondling she began to lose
patience and said, "Come on, what day was I born?"
I said,  "Yesterday."
When you are over sixty, who gives a

I got caught taking a pee in the swimming pool today.
The lifeguard shouted at me so loud, I nearly fell in.
When you are over sixty, who gives a

I went to the pub last night and saw a fat chick dancing on a table. I
said, "Good legs."
The girl giggled and said, "Do you really think so."
I said, "Definitely! Most tables would have collapsed by now."
When you are over sixty, who gives a

Thursday, April 23, 2015


Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighbouring  kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals.  So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question.  Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.
The question?...What do women really want?  Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query.  But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.
He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester.  He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.
Many people advised him to consult the old ugly woman, for only she would have the answer.
But the price would be high; as the woman was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.
The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the old woman.  She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.
The old ugly woman wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!
Young Arthur was horrified.  She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc.  He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.
He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.
He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.
Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the woman answered Arthur's question thus:
What a woman really wants, she to be in charge of her own life.
Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the woman had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.
And so it was, the neighbouring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the ugly woman had a wonderful wedding.
The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom.  But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed.  The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened.
The young beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared ugly, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.
Which would he prefer?  Beautiful during the day -- or night?
Lancelot pondered the predicament.  During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old ugly woman?  Or, would he prefer having a hideous woman during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?
What would YOU do?
What Lancelot chose is below.
BUT -- make YOUR choice before you scroll down below.



Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.
Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.
Now....what is the moral to this story?

The moral is --

If you don't let a woman have her own way...
Things are going to get ugly..





After 35 years of service, mailman George decided to retire. On his last day, he makes his usual rounds.
When he arrives at the first house, the whole family comes out, congratulates him, and sends him on his way with a tidy gift envelope.

At the second house, they present him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house hand him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

At the next house, he is met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She takes him by the hand and leads him up to the bedroom, where she blows his mind with the most passionate sex he has ever experienced.

When they're done, they go downstairs, where she fixes him a giant breakfast. As she pours him a cup of coffee, he notices a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge.

"All this is just too wonderful for words," he says, "but what's the dollar for?"

"Well," she says, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day and that I wanted to do something special for you. I asked him what to give you. He said, 'Screw him. Give him a dollar.' But breakfast was my idea."

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Social Justice Warriors

Are you upset all the time? Do minor things that other people do drive you up the wall? Do you spend all day muttering about unintended petty slights? Do you self-diagnose your own psychiatric disorders?
Are you convinced that you’re being oppressed by all the people around you?
You’re not just a paranoid schizophrenic. You might also be a Social Justice Warrior.
What the Jacobins and Bolsheviks were to earlier eras, the Social Justice Warrior is to the millennial generation. Just don’t expect an SJW to mount the barricades or storm anything physical. If there were a button on their keyboards that would let them guillotine or gulag their enemies, they would use it.
Since there isn’t, they have to generate hashtagged social media whine mobs instead.

Healthy No-Bake Chocolate Oat Cookies

Healthy Sugar-Free Cookies: No-Bake Chocolate Oat Cookies

Sugar-Free Chocolate Oat Cookies

Yield: 3 dozen
  • 3 cups quick-cooking oats
  • 3/4 cup honey
  • 2/3 cup natural peanut butter, optional
  • 1/2 cup coconut oil
  • 1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
  • 1 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  1. Line 2 baking sheets with parchment paper.
  2. In a medium saucepan over medium-high heat, combine honey, peanut butter and coconut oil, stirring until everything blends together smoothly.
  3. Stir in oats, cocoa powder, vanilla and salt and mix until everything is fully incorporated and coated.
  4. Use a spoon or small ice cream scoop to drop cookies down onto parchment-lined baking sheets, then place in freezer for at least 15 minutes to set.
  5. Store in an airtight container either in the fridge or freezer (depending on how you like them) and enjoy!
Recipe adapted from 12 Tomatoes

Sunday, April 19, 2015


Vintage Postmodern Jukebox Radiohead Cover


Utility vs. Homeowners Over Solar Power

In Hawaii, where 12 percent of the homes have solar panels, handling the surplus power is putting pressure on the state’s biggest utility, which is fighting to reduce what it pays for the energy.

POTUS Crushes the Marijuana Movement

When asked about where the U.S. stands on the legalization of marijuana, Obama uttered 15 words sure to send shivers down the spines of marijuana supporters:
I do not foresee, any time soon, Congress changing the law at a national basis.
President Obama's expanded commentary went as follows:
Right now, that is not federal policy, and I do not foresee, any time soon, Congress changing the law at a national basis. But I do think that if there are states that show that they are not suddenly a magnet for additional crime, that they have a strong enough public health infrastructure to push against the potential for increased addiction, then it's conceivable that it will spur on a national debate. But that is going to be some time off.
In other words, we have a reinforcement from the president that the federal government is still concerned with the potential long-term effects marijuana might have on a user in terms of its potential addictive qualities, as well as its potential to increase crime rates.
Source: National Institute on Drug Abuse, Facebook.
Of course, getting a straight answer on either point is tough, as there are studies suggesting either side could be correct. The Huffington Post reported in August that, according to the National Incident Based Reporting System and the FBI Uniform Crime Reports, Denver crime rates were up 7% compared to the corresponding period in 2013. Specifically, public drunkenness was up 237% and drug violations rose 20% -- all within the first year of marijuana's legalization within the state of Colorado.


Saturday, April 18, 2015


As we each come to the realization that we have far more miles behind us than ahead of us this is something we each should consider.

Dying With Dignity.

I have already informed my family I will not be able to afford an expensive nursing home which would allow me to die with dignity.

Therefore I have moved to Ecuador so I can spend my final years enjoying life and dying with Dignity.


Dignity says Hi


There's nothing worse than getting dog poo off your shoe. Spray some on the affected sole and then use an old toothbrush to get it off easy. 

Spray a thin layer of WD-40 on a shovel blade and the snow will slide right off, making it easier to move the stuff. 


Friday, April 17, 2015


Bud the Cowboy
A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture in Montana when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in a Brioni® suit, Gucci® shoes, RayBan® sunglasses and YSL® tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"
Bud looks at the man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his
peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell® notebook computer,
connects it to his Apple i phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the
Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his
location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.
The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop® and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany ...
Within seconds, he receives an email on his Apple ipad® that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL® database through an ODBC connected Excel® spreadsheet with email on his Galaxy S5® and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,
miniaturized HP LaserJet® printer, turns to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves."
"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one," says Bud.  He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.
Then Bud says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what
your business is, will you give it back to me?"
The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?"
"You're a Congressman for the U.S. Government", says Bud.
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"
"No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of dollars worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don't know a thing about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep."
"Now give me back my dog."



Thursday, April 16, 2015

Grandma's Cucumber Salad

Grandma's Cucumber Salad
3 Med. Cucumbers Peeled and Sliced 1/4"
1 Med. Onion sliced and separate into rings
3 Med. tomatoes cut into wedges
1/2 C. Vinegar
1/4 C. Sugar
1 C. water
1/4 C. olive oil
2 tsp.salt
1 tsp. ground pepper

Combine all in a large bowl, toss making sure everything is coated well. Refrigerate for at least 2 hrs before serving

Wednesday, April 15, 2015


Untested, but worth a try.
Submitted                                                           by: Deya
















The Blind Cashier, at Bass Pro Shop.

A woman goes into the  Bass Pro Shop to buy a rod and reel for her grandson's  birthday. She doesn't know which one to get so she just grabs  one and goes over to the counter.


A Bass Pro Shop  associate is standing there wearing dark shades. She says,  "Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me anything about this rod and  reel?"


He says, "Ma'am, I'm  completely blind; but if you'll drop it on the counter, I can  tell you everything from the sound it makes."


She doesn't believe  him but drops it on the counter anyway.


He says, "That's a  six-foot Shakespeare graphite rod with a Zebco 404 reel and  10-LB. test line. It's a good all around combination and it's  on sale this week for only $20.00."


She says, "It's  amazing that you can tell all that just by the sound of it  dropping on the counter. I'll take it!" As she opens her  purse, her credit card drops on the floor.


Oh, that sounds like a  Master Card," he says.


She bends down to pick  it up and accidentally   farts.   At  first she is really embarrassed, but then realizes there is no  way the blind clerk could tell it was she who tooted. Being  blind, he wouldn't know that she was the only person around.  


The man rings up the  sale and says, "That'll be $34.50 please."


The woman is totally  confused by this and asks, "Didn't you tell me the rod and  reel were on sale for $20.00? How did you get $34.50?"  


He replies, "Yes,  Ma'am. The rod and reel is $20.00, but the Duck Call is $11.00  and the Bear Repellent is $3.50."

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Kids Cake in a mug recipe



Cake in a mug recipe

This chocolate cake in a mug is a chocoholic's dream and you can make it in less than 5 minutes - and yes, that does include mixing and cooking time! This cake is dangerous and delicious. Find a scoop of ice-cream to eat with it or just wait in front of your microwave with your spoon ready!



  • 4 tbsp self-raising flour
  • 2 tbsp sugar
  • 2 tbsp cocoa
  • 1 egg
  • 3 tbsp milk
  • 3 tbsp vegetable oil
  • 1/2 tsp vanilla essence
  • 1 tbsp chocolate chips


In a large mug, place all the dry ingredients and mix well with a spoon. Use the spoon to grind all of the cocoa against the side of the cup so there are no lumps.
Add the egg and beat it a little on top of the dry ingredients to break the yolk.
Add the oil, milk and vanilla and mix until well combined.
Stir the chocolate chips in and put into the microwave on high for 3 minutes.
Serve with a nice big scoop of ice-cream.


  • This a dirty little secret and should only be shared with other chocoholics so shhhhh.
  • Mix it really well and you will end up with a cake that rises beautifully and has a  great texture.
  • This recipe was created by Jennifer Cheung for Kidspot, Australia's best recipe finder.


Saturday, April 11, 2015


New 2014 DARPA Building Real Life Terminators Military Robots



I feel very fortunate to live in the mountains of North Georgia. The area is replete with beautiful green contours, a myriad of rushing streams, and lush hardwood forests filled with wildlife. Living here makes the violence and strife we see everyday around the country seem like some other planet. The violence in the Middle East seems like some other galaxy. However, the truth is no one anywhere is immune from what is happening in the world today.
Recently, a very small church in this area held a conference on the threat of Islam in America. The speakers at the conference were extremely knowledgeable and experienced in identifying and countering the threat Islam poses. Their presentations were incredibly detailed and comprehensive. My great concern about the true nature of Islam was confirmed by what I heard.
We really have to wake up to the fact that Islam is not a “religion of peace”, you know, the ubiquitous liberal mantra. It is a harsh, totalitarian form of societal rule completely incompatible with our culture and constitutional form of government. Islam sees the world very simply – you are either part of the Islamic world or you are not. If you are not, the Islamic followers are obligated to either subdue you to the faith or kill you. They are never to stop trying and are to use whatever means necessary to accomplish this. Therefore, deception and violence are acceptable if it promotes the cause of Islam.


One thing one of the presenters at the conference said has really stayed with me. He stated that history shows that the more people take the Bible literally, the more peaceful they become. However, the more people take the Qur’an literally, the more violent they become. I believe that’s all you need to remember if you have doubts about what we face.



TROY, AL (WSFA) -Two Troy University students have been suspended and are facing charges in Florida in connection to a what authorities are calling a gang rape during spring break last month.
Law enforcement in Bay County, FL, have charged Delonte’ Martistee, 22, of Bainbridge, GA, and Ryan Austin Calhoun, 23, of Mobile, with sexual battery by multiple perpetrators.
Troy University officials confirmed Martisee and Calhoun were suspended. Martistee was also removed from the Troy track team.
Florida authorities thanked the Troy Police Department for helping uncover the case and catch the suspects. Troy police were investigating a shooting in Troy when they discovered video on a suspect’s cell phone of what appeared to be a gang rape during spring break.
Authorities described the cell phone video as the most sickening, disgusting thing they’ve ever seen. It reportedly shows the crime happening in broad daylight with a crowd of several hundred people on the beach. Authorities say the victim appeared to be unconscious in the video.
Read more: WFSA

God Bless Will Swenson, and God Bless our troops!

Army Capt. Will Swenson received the Medal of Honor for his bravery while defending his country. The small act of kindness caught on video shows his real nature, even in the middle of combat. God Bless Will Swenson, and God Bless our troops!

The Making of the Tesla Model S

If founder Elon Musk is right, Tesla Motors just might reinvent the American auto industry—with specialized robots building slick electric cars in a factory straight from the future. That's where the battery-powered Model S is born.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Race, Genes And Intelligence

Created Equal
Race, Genes And Intelligence

By William Saletan
Slate Online

"Among white Americans, the average IQ, as of a decade or so ago, was 103. Among Asian-Americans, it was 106. Among Jewish Americans, it was 113. Among Latino Americans, it was 89. Among African-Americans, it was 85. Around the world, studies find the same general pattern: whites 100, East Asians 106, sub-Sarahan Africans 70. One IQ table shows 113 in Hong Kong, 110 in Japan, and 100 in Britain. White populations in Australia, Canada, Europe, New Zealand, South Africa, and the United States score closer to one another than to the worldwide black average. It's been that way for at least a century."
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights"
- Declaration of Independence
Last month, James Watson, the legendary biologist, was condemned and forced into retirement after claiming that African intelligence wasn't "the same as ours." "Racist, vicious and unsupported by science," said the Federation of American Scientists. " Utterly unsupported by scientific evidence," declared the U.S. government's supervisor of genetic research. The New York Times told readers that when Watson implied "that black Africans are less intelligent than whites, he hadn't a scientific leg to stand on."



He Was Just Trying To Phone An Old Friend, But Instead She Left Him This.


When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it. Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person - her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. "Information Please" could supply anybody's number and the correct time.

My first personal experience with this genie-in the-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible, but there didn't seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.

The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the foot stool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. "Information Please," I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.


"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.

"Nobody's home but me." I blubbered.

"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.

"No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."

"Can you open your icebox?" she asked. I said I could. "Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger," said the voice.

After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math. She told me my pet chipmunk, that I had caught in the park just he day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary died. I called "Information Please" and told her the sad story. She listened, then said the usual things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was unconsoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in." Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone. "Information Please."

"Information," said the now familiar voice.

"How do you spell fix?" I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was 9 years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.

"Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home, and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.

As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about half an hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information, Please." Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well, "Information."

I hadn't planned this but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."

I laughed. "So it's really still you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time."

"I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children, and I used to look forward to your calls."

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

"Please do," she said. "Just ask for Sally."

Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered "Information."

I asked for Sally.

"Are you a friend?" She said.

"Yes, a very old friend," I answered.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, she said. Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."

Before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute. Did you say your name was Paul?"


"Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called.

Let me read it to you." The note said, "Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Crock-Pot Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti


Crock-Pot Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti

If you love creamy, spicy pasta dishes, this Crock-Pot version of my Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti will blow your mind. Cook the sauce for a few hours and then toss with pasta when you're ready to serve!
Yield: 4 servings
Prep Time: 10 minutes
Cook Time: 4 hours 30 minutes
Total Time: 4 hours 40 minutes


1/2 cup diced yellow onion
1/2 red bell pepper, diced
1/2 green bell pepper, diced
1 small can mild diced green chiles
1/2 teaspoon cumin
1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
salt & pepper, to taste
2 chicken breasts {about 1 lb.}
1 can cream of mushroom soup
3/4-1 lb. cooked spaghetti
3 cups grated cheddar cheese
a few splashes chicken stock {optional}


Place onion, bell peppers, green chiles, cumin, garlic powder, salt, pepper, chicken, mushroom soup and 1 cup of grated cheese together in a crock-pot. Stir to mix ingredients. Cook on high for 3-4 hours or until chicken is fully cooked. Remove chicken breasts, shred and return to crock-pot. Pour in cooked spaghetti and remaining cheese. Toss to coat pasta in sauce and melt cheese, adding in a few splashes of chicken stock where necessary to get sauce consistency you want. Cook another 20-30 minutes on low and serve.
**Freezer directions: Place onion, bell peppers, green chiles, cumin, garlic powder, salt, pepper, chicken, mushroom soup and 1 cup of grated cheese together in a large plastic freezer bag. Seal and freeze. To cook, defrost in fridge, place in crockpot and cook according to directions listed above.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015


Quoted: Azealia Banks on why she doesn't date black men

Someone on Instagram asked Azealia Banks why she only dates white men with money.

Her response:
Because black men take black women for granted and I’m too busy with music to be fighting for my rights at home. I already have to fight for respect with the black men in hip-hop so When I get home I like things to be nice and easy. Make sense?



Facebook is 'illegally' tracking people’s internet searches across the web, even if they do not have an account with the social network.
The technology company is using so-called internet ‘cookies’ – little pieces of tracking data - to collect information about people’s activity online, each time they visit a website which features a Facebook button.
Academics in Belgium claim that Mark Zuckerberg's social network is breaching EU privacy laws by placing the tracking cookies on computers without the user's consent to log their browsing data.
Privacy: Academics in Belgium claim that Facebook, founded by Mark Zuckerberg (pictured last week) and with 1.3bn users, is placing tracking cookies on computers without the user's consent
Privacy: Academics in Belgium claim that Facebook, founded by Mark Zuckerberg (pictured last week) and with 1.3bn users, is placing tracking cookies on computers without the user's consent
Facebook buttons are on more than 13 million ordinary websites, including those run by the government and the National Health Service, and allow users to do things such as ‘like’ a website, or ‘share’ the link on their own Facebook page.  
A new report from the University of Leuven and a Brussels university claims that Facebook is tracking internet users in Europe for two years even if they have expressly opted out.
Facebook has more than 1.3 billion users but there are millions more visits from people who are not signed up.
The researchers say Facebook is putting tracking cookies on internet users' laptops, PCs and phones when the visit - so they can target them with online advertising.