pretty peacock 

       gee if i was a kid i would be probably be snickering at the dining room table about the pee-cock i saw on a field trip  as mom would remind me that was inappropriate talk at the table while dad would simply say we dont talk like that at the supper table. wouldn't matter that i actually saw a real peacock or not . that was supper . i was subdued when it came to contributing to the conversation at the supper table as i had been shot down in flames by the old man plenty of times.

      but one day while driving in southern ohio, close to graysville ohio and my late great aunt dora's farm i saw this peacock just wandering around the town. they are gorgeous creature and a miracle they are not extinct. imagine if it wasn't for humans breeding them they wouldn't last long in nature. they are beautifully colored and look like flight would be awkward at best, making them an easy target for coyotes , etc.. also they make a sound like babies in pain,  a cry that sends chills up your spine. but they are gorgeous and i guess that is supposed to make up for other inadequacies. 

       and just like the peacock i plan on squawking about  few rants i have about life. and when i become unbearable just look at the pretty picture of peacock and say lalalalalalalalal i dont hear you. and soon you will wonder back and we will go again. and hopefully you will be able to follow along till i get a few things off my chest. 

       i was at the gas station and looked over in the corner of the parking lot i see an air compressor that has a card reader and accepts visa , mastercard, etc. at the air compressor which is to pump up your tires with air. would hate to see the price of the air as it takes a credit card or a debit card to operate. now it wasnt bad enough that they jack up the price of gasoline every friday which coincides with payday and gouge every one accordingly as they charge an additonal 20 cents for gas they already have in their tanks we might use. now the air that we breath and is probably saturated with benzene fumes , is now so expensive we need a credit card to use the machine. 

      don't go inside and complain at your local gas station mini mart . while waiting in line for the foreigner to take your money and as security cameras scan you for weapons and a bulging wallet indicating presence of unspent cash , you suddenly get the munchies and pick up reeses cup candy bar . it has no price sticker because if you knew it cost as much as it did , you wouldn't buy it. what used to be one single reese cup is now 2 small cups and 17.8 times as expensive as when i was a kid. it was a nickel for one large wrapped cup when i was kid and now it is 89 cents for the equivalent in 45 years. if a volkswagon would have increased at same rate a 2000 dollar volkswagon bug in 1974 , brand new would cost 35000 today,  respectively. if minimum wage would have increased the same as a reese cup then a wage of 1dollars and 85 cents per hourin 1968 would be 31.32 / hr.. hey something happened while we were in charge. we screwed our selves and everyone else and we still have to pump our gas and inflate out tires.

    when i was a kid i can remember gas at 32 cents a gallon and remember the gas wars when they actually wanted your business. we used to get free air , and an attendant would come out and pump the gas so you didn't have to inhale those fumes. he would clean your windshield , and check your oil. and when the lead he inhaled caused brain  cancer and he died . did you see his family lawyer up and sue the gas company. well maybe you did because that is why we are pumping the gas now. the gas companies just transferred the liability to us. and now if you went to  convenient store try to pry  the attendant from behind the counter to help you do anything. and since the state cant seem to get by on all your tax money and insist on more and try to make up the difference by selling chances at millions through the lottery. this further depletes  any  chance one may get out with any money left in their pocket.  since the profit margin is so good it is ok to back up customers while waiting on lottery tickets so they can  finish scratching off a losing ticket someone just bought. 

       now they have a beer cave and a food store you also have to pay heat and cool as well as restaurant seating. and on top of all of this you pay a surcharge for all people who use a credit card  or debit card for their purchase and receive no discount for cash. i can remember taking a dollar in change into a station and get a couple of gallons of gas. now they laugh and say they aren't counting all those pennies it would take to buy a gallon of gas. this is progress. also not all crude oil is gas , and yet the price of all oil derived products has risen with the price of oil . it seems that now they are recycling oil and still charging more for engine oil while our consumption is down, 

     now i am all about trying to make money but there is a limit to which we can all go. and i am just about there. electric cars wont come soon enough. but still don't know if that is the answer. biofuels show promise especially those that deal with our waste stream. renewable sources of energy technology is needed. 

    would be nice to see the racing industry who depends on consumers like us start to develop methods of incorporating vehicles powered by green sources in to races where the cars would compete as a feature  or competing against conventional engines for same prize money. if we don't start utilizing green technology this way, we never will change anything and continue to be gouged by the oil companies till the last drip dribbles out of the pump. a little now or a lot later. further if racing history is a predictor of technology development . then it would not be long till the racing industry would develop these sources of fuel in to viable alternatives. we need this intelligent push to use alternate technology. 

       i also added a couple of picture of wolves , one i carved and one i saw in person . he was really cool.  he wanted to be friends but was hesitant.