Flatbed fundraiser

This ‘un ain’t for me, broke as a joke though I am and shall almost certainly remain, but for my brother Jeff. To wit:

Jeff’s Flatbed Fund!
The photo is of my brother Jeff Hendrix. I’m writing this and putting this fundraiser together for him because he’s not the most web-savvy guy in the world, while I’ve been designing, building, and adminning websites for many years, in addition to driving trucks between web-design jobs.

The truck-driving gig is something Jeff and I have had in common for a long, long time—going all the way back to 1981, in fact, when I got my first freight-hauling job with Emery Air Freight, the pioneering air-freight pickup and delivery/logistics/freight forwarding company started by US Navy veteran John C Emery, Sr right after the end of WW2, in 1946. Two years after I was hired there, I put a word in with my boss and helped Jeff get on with Emery, driving cargo vans and straight-trucks like I’d been doing.

From there, both Jeff and myself went on to long stints at Emery competitor Airborne Express, working for two different sub-drayage contractors. Next, it was a stretch at Bax Global, where Jeff trained for and got his Class-A license and moved on up to the big leagues: eighteen-wheel tractor-trailer rigs pulling 53-foot enclosed trailers, the final step in the truck-driver’s evolution.

After Bax went the way of the dodo, Jeff took his hard won rig jockey skills to Phoenix Metals, hauling a flatbed trailer loaded with sheet steel. He worked for Phoenix for 7 years, then decided to take the owner-operator plunge and buy his own tractor—a used 2000 Freightliner Classic XL in well-above-average condition—to haul containers from the Charleston, SC and Savannah, GA seaports as an independent B-drayage contractor for Horizon Freight.

After eight years at Horizon pulling in the most money he’d ever earned in his trucking career, the utter economic disaster that IS the Biden economy has put paid to all that, as the container-hauling business came to a screeching, smoking halt in January 2021. Jeff says that the collapse was almost immediate and quite noticeable, much like a Semi crashing into a brick wall. HIGHLY EXPERIENCED drivers who had worked the container runs for twenty, even thirty years, found themselves desperately looking for other trucking work. To hear him talk about it with his fellow Horizon drivers (which I have, several times), “disaster” is too mild a word for it; “apocalyptic” might be more apt.

Which, as we all know only too well, is in no way an overstatement. You can read the rest over at the fundraiser page linked above. In the event that any of y’all fellow Biden Economic MIRACLE!© victims have a spare nickle or three, please do consider throwing it his way so’s he can get on back to work again. I have a YUUUGE vested interest in the success of this hail-Mary venture myself, seeing as how I rent my living space from him and have no more desire to find a nice bridge to sleep under than he does. Thanks in advance either way for your kindly attention. This post will remain stuck to the top of this page; new CF ravings will appear below.

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Jeezum H CROW, we’re experiencing a sudden raging torrent of attempted user-registration spam here at Ye Aulde CF Muthashippe which, thanks to the total awesomeness of WPExpertsio’s New User Approve plugin, I’m able to cope with properly. Although it IS still a bit of a nuisance, I must say. Once again, a goodly percentage of the spurious registration attempts have a dot-RU email addy, the rotten sonsabitches. MSG ENDS, over and out.

Nashville Pussy

Would like to remind you all that “pussy” is not a dirty word.

That’s a full-length video of NP’s set, 34 minutes long, but the part I most wanted to highlight is near the beginning and should be obvious to anyone who knows me well. One of the YT commenters makes a very astute observation:

It might look anarchic but that is an extremely polished rock n roll performance. A total lesson in how rock n roll is done. One of the best live rock n roll bands of all time.

Indeed so, right down the line. As for the band’s sordid history, here’s the background.

Nashville Pussy is an American rock band from Atlanta, Georgia. The band’s lyrical themes mostly revolve around sex, drugs, drinking, fighting, and rock ‘n’ roll. Initially called Hell’s Half-Acre, the band’s name comes from Ted Nugent’s introduction to “Wang Dang Sweet Poontang” on the Double Live Gonzo album.

Following the initial 1997 breakup of Kentucky cowpunk band Nine Pound Hammer, guitarist Blaine Cartwright formed Nashville Pussy where he would take up vocal duties in addition to guitar. The core lineup of Nashville Pussy consists of husband-and-wife duo Blaine Cartwright and Ruyter Suys (pronounced “Rider Sighs”), and drummer Jeremy Thompson, formerly of Texas band Phantom Creeps. Original drummer Adam Neal (Nine Pound Hammer) left to form the Hookers. Original bassist Corey Parks (sister of former basketball player Cherokee Parks) quit one month after the release of the album High as Hell, and later joined Die Hunns. Tracy Almazan a.k.a. Tracy Kickass formerly of New York City’s The Wives, and Helldorado was enlisted to replace Parks mid-tour.

Nashville Pussy recorded Say Something Nasty with Almazan on bass only to be replaced by Katielyn Campbell (of the band Famous Monsters). Katie Lynn’s image is on the album Say Something Nasty. Campbell was subsequently replaced by Karen Cuda for the album Get Some. Karen Cuda also appeared as bassist on the album “From Hell to Texas”, and in the live DVD Live in Hollywood.

Nashville Pussy have released seven full-length studio albums, one EP and two live DVDs.

The band has remained largely underground, but has been gaining a large cult following in the rock club scene, and in Europe, Australia, Japan, France, and the rest of the world. Grassroots promotion of the band has been aided by their taper-friendly show recording policy. Ruyter Suys was recently voted One of the Greatest Female Electric Guitarists in ELLE magazine. Nine Pound Hammer has since reunited and plays the introduction song for the Adult Swim cartoon 12 Oz. Mouse. Cartwright also had a cameo in the Mr. Show spinoff movie Run Ronnie Run as Duke’s Bar Owner. The band also played themselves in the Dutch Film ‘Wilde Mossels’ (Wild Mussels).

Nashville Pussy received a Best Metal Performance Grammy nomination for their song “Fried Chicken and Coffee” from their debut release, Let Them Eat Pussy (1998, The Enclave) 1999 Grammy. Between April 2 to May 7, 1999, the band toured as the opening act for the North American leg of Marilyn Manson’s Rock Is Dead Tour. Ruyter Suys was featured on National Enquirer TV along with Jennifer Lopez on the Grammy Red Carpet for her ‘revealing’ Evel Knievel meets Wonder Woman leather bustier in a feature titled ‘Too Much Too Little’ and their songs “Come On, Come On” and “Hate & Whisky” were featured in the video game Jackass: The Game. Additionally, “Snake Eyes” was for the end credits in the video game Rogue Trip: Vacation 2012 and both “Shoot First and Run Like Hell” and “Wrong Side of a Gun” were in the movie Super Troopers. The song ‘DRIVE’ with its Gary Glitter style drum beat was featured in the episode ‘Watching Too Much Television’ of the HBO series The Sopranos. HBO’S Entourage also featured Nashville Pussy’s ‘Hell Ain’t What It Used to Be’ in the episode ‘A Day in the Valley’. In 2012 Ruyter Suys has also played guitar and toured for Atlanta comedy metal band Dick Delicious and the Tasty Testicles.

Pretty strong credentials,  I’d say. Below the fold for the rest, so’s the punk-rock non-fans in my reading audience won’t be annoyed.

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I’m not worthy!

Know how I always refer to BCE as “my brother from another mother”? Selfless, open-hearted generosity like this is one of the many reasons why.

I’m revamping the donations around here. Specifically to help another well known Scallywag and Deplorable, Mike Hendrix over at Cold Fury.

From here on out, all the donations IF you choose to participate are going to be directed to Mike. He’s been one of my best and closest supporters, along with The Tactical Hermit, CederQ, Phil and Wirecutter… however, Mike is still in a rough patch with his leg being fucking -gone- and his writing is his sole support. So he helped me with Gretchen, as well as with Adriana, and actually met up with us and offered us some sanctuary at his place when we needed it…

I’m revamping all the PayPal shytte here, so give me a day or two. I also have not told Mike yet, but I will eventually. Either way, Brothers Help Brothers is what it’s all about.

Jeezum H CROW, I don’t even know what to say. Just spoke with him on the phone, and he left me absolutely flabbergasted when he told me about this. Thanks from the bottom of my coal-black heart, Billy. You and Gretch both have been nothing but true-blue friends to me over lo, these many years, and it’s a friendship I deeply, deeply cherish. Plumb tickled to hear Gretch came through her tussle with the Big C in excellent shape, also.

Good, good people, those two Wascally Wabbits are, trust me on that.

Hot DOG!

SO, this week’s Screamin’ meemie Monday! post over at the Eyrie surpassed all previous records for page-views, and not by just a little bit, either. Nearly doubled the usual hit count, in fact. Many, many thanks to all you readers and subscribers for that signal achievement, both noob and old-salt alike.

I’m humbled and grateful for how successful you’ve made this little side-venture of mine, particularly the slowly growing handful that felt it was worth succumbing to my piteous beseechments to take out a paid Eyrie sub at whatever price-point.

As I’ve recounted many times over lo, these many years: just when I get to feeling underappreciated, burned out, and tired of the whole thing—caught up in a writerly death-spiral which in turn leads me to seriously consider giving this whole futile web-logging schtick up and walking away for good—that’s always when some unlooked-for, out-of-the-blue something like this comes along to boost my flagging spirits, restoring my determination to keep chugging away at it for a little while longer.

Sincerest thanks again to one and all for making both CF and the Eyrie what they are. To my way of thinking, both my prized little online hogwallows are unique in all of website-dom, with their own special atmosphere, attitude, and style; certainly, I’ve yet to come across any other quite like ‘em out there. Over time, CF especially has developed a flavor distinctly its own—spicy, pungent, with a good, hard kick to it—although admittedly it won’t satisfy every taste. Which, frankly, suits me just fine; in fact, if it DID I’d fret about what I was doing wrong.

I’m very proud of the two Innarnuts spaces I’ve created, and derive YUUUUGE satisfaction from the building, running, and managing of them. I do wish Substack offered more options for customization, functionality (no YewToob/Twatter embeds, guys? SRSLY?) and tweaking the design of the Eyrie. Oh well, maybe someday.

Ultimately, though, whatever I may or may not get myself up to behind the curtains amounts to an exercise in pointless onanism; it’s the readers who truly bring a blog to life, if it is to have one. Without you folks regularly checking in; reading; commenting; emailing me links to potential blog-fodder articles; donating and/or subscribing, there really would be no reason to do this at all.

HAAA!!!

SO: dumped the MarsEdit data folder like I said I was gonna, launched the new install of ME, and BEHOLD—it works again! O frabjous, frabjous day! Will wonders never cease?

Update! More wonders, miracles, and marvels: just as I was hitting “Send to blog” on this post, another email from Daniel at Red Sweater popped over the transom, with several more suggestions. Turns out, Daniel is actually the Big Bossman at Red Sweater, which I hadn’t known before this very minute. Many, many thanks to my boy D for great tech support and person-to-person customer service. If you’re blogging on a Mac, you really need to hustle over and grab a copy of MarsEdit for yourself. Trust me, you will NOT regret it.

Publick notice

Still working on getting MarsEdit up and running properly again, after an extended e-mail exchange last night with a very nice and helpful Red Sweater (purveyors of MarsEdit, among other software offerings) tech-dude who put me onto some excellent ideas from the crash-log data I sent him that I would never have thought of myself, crash logs being no more than so much gobbledegook to me.

Hell, I usually don’t even read the things, really; being on a Mac, I haven’t had a great deal of exposure to ’em over the years. Not at least since the rise of rock-steady and reliable OSX from the smoldering embers of the old pre-Intel PPC chip and OS 9, alternatively known to legions of frustrated, embittered Mac users as “OS Crash.” Which derogatory nickname, believe you me, was well-earned.

Last night/this morning around 1:30 in the AM, Tech Dude sent this:

In the crash log that came through separately, it seems like MarsEdit is having trouble gaining access to the data folder in your home folder. If you haven’t already tried this, the first thing I would try is restart your Mac and hope that “resets” something. Also, is there any chance your disk is very full? That can sometimes cause problems with accessing data reliably.

Daniel

Hrm. After several bootless reboots (heh—sorry) yielded no joy, I checked and saw that my HD was slightly past 2/3rds full, so today I’ve been beavering away at consolidating files and reorganizing folders, transferring everything I can to Flash drive sticks and deleting the originals from the machine, and such-like geekish finger-bangery.

Next up, I’m going to trash the MarsEdit data folders mentioned in the above email; inexplicably, there are four (4) of the danged things, HUGE folders (several hundred megs apiece), each of which seems to be an exact replication of the other three. Then, I’ll uninstall MarsEdit and do a fresh re-install of a brand-spanking new copy I downloaded late last night—the idea being that on first launch, the new install should create a brand-new data folder for itself, and VIOLA! problem solved, hopefully.

I’m leaving the ME Preference Pane in place and as is, since it includes the unlock key-code (or should, if it’s set up like other 3rd-party PPs I’ve had occasion to deal with over lo, these many years) I obtained back when Barry’s generous donation financed the purchase of a gin-yoo-wine Oaf-Ficial MarsEdit software license. ME is by far the best WP blog editor for Mac I know of out there; the idea of losing it, particular after having set up a cpl-three dozen custom macros and handy-dandy keyboard shortcuts, just sickens me.

Hell, I keep trying to use those shortcuts and macros with this infernal native WP editor, hitting them two or three times before I realize that dammit, my comfy accustomed writing routine just don’t work up in here. It’s infuriating, that’s what.

Happy birthday AGAIN!

This time, toooooo meeeeeee

So I had intended to run—rerun, more like—a few of my most-loved YewToob vids, which I was rocking out to at housecat-alarming volume whilst enjoying the first adult beverage I’ve had in quite a while, seeing as how A) today I’m 64; B) I had one hell of a trying afternoon; and 3) what the hell, just because I can.

In celebratory mood, I fired up my preferred 3rd-party blog editor, MarsEdit, but the blasted thing kept crashing on startup. Kited the full crash-log report to the Red Sweater folks, then finally stooped to the piss-poor and grossly irritating WP post editor to type this up. Dammit, dammit, dammit. More to follow, if I can force myself to go on staggering along with this unbearably schtoopid WP interface.

Publick Notice

After running across it courtesy of everyone’s favorite visually-stunning placental mammal’s joint (it’s a service used by Whatfinger News, mentioned down at the bottom of Ms Sarcastica’s post), I’m experiment with a new donation route: Donorbox, which handles CF memberships at a low, low monthly rate, powered by your choice of either Stripe or PayPal. It can be found over in the right-sidebar “Shameless begging” section, but the box-title seems not to be showing up for some reason or other. Oh well, I’m workin’ it. Should any of y’all miscreants feel generous enough to give it a whirl, do let me know how this new thang works for ya in the comments here, ‘kay? Thankee much…

Publick Notice

Why yes, I have been just sorta stalling, putting off undoing the Coop-O-Ween makeover until the much-anticipated yearly arrival of good ol’ Scrooge Picard, why do you ask?

Actually, what with the Christmas lights already popping up all over the place around these parts, I’m thinking I’ll go ahead and get cracking on the annual CF Christmas conversion, even if it is a bit early still by the traditional standards for such things. Expect screwups, erratic blog behavior, and general kludginess, folks.

Update! Well shoot, that went a lot faster and easier than I thought it would. Now for the neverending process of bug-hunting and repairing…sigh.

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