Billiken Man

You so crazy !

and to think I was afraid to be DBI's first post....

looking forward to the reads....

It's both comforting and frightening that I agree with so much (approx. 98%) of what DBI says and believes.

Comforting, to know my way of thinking doesn't make me unique.

Frightening in that such close agreement between two people is probably not so advisable. Sometimes it's better to have complimenting views rather than identical ones.

I mostly have all the answers on how the world should be, but, unfortunately, nobody ever asks me. I look forward to DBI listing his own views and entertaining, informative stories, and I look forward to agreeing mostly and disagreeing occasionally.

I'll certainly bookmark this page!

The way things were is good. I know DBI has an "inner Republican", one who believes in self will, conserving the Republic-all the Republic-and personal responsibility. So I dug up the a fitting quote from the last Republican
to run this nation:

"" Any time we deny any citizen the full exercise of his constitutional rights, we are weakening our own claim to them. "Dwight David Eisenhower, 1963."

Break a leg.

Thank goodness. I suspect there were so many of us nagging you to do this that you finally gave in. Bravo!

Thank goodness! I was beginning to DespairByInches that you weren't going to blog for us after all. Im so glad you are!

Things as they ought to be - that reminds me of what my suitor always says, how much nicer the world would be if people just did what they're supposed to do. If everybody only tried do to the right thing, just because it's the right thing to do......imagine the trouble that would save.

i cant wait to see what subject(s) you tackle next.

Thank God (if I may) for DBI. The scoffers scoff that these blogs are for only 23 people in Arkansas, and that may be true, but we are the most intelligent 23 people in Arkansas!!

BTW, there are 57 billiken items listed for sale on E-Bay today. Got to get me one of those guys. Need a dose of "things as they ought to be".

I surely hope I do not disappoint you folks. Something about being handed a blog is mighty scary. My wife would gladly tell you I am a moron most of the time, she just keeps me as a pet.

I don't think there is anything wrong or dangerous about people who are in agreement, getting together, Spirit. It's when they start electing officers, passing the plate, buying advertising time, start a direct mail service and feel the need to arm themselves against their enemies that they become a danger.

I still subscribe to what Will Rogers said 75 years ago, I belong to no organized party. I'm a Democrat. Actually I don't know the correct label for myself. But it looks to me that labels have gotten us in a big mess anyway.

The black and white world that Republicans live in label the bejesus out of everyone and everything and look....it's making us all crazy!

I catch myself thinking all Baptists are bad and I know that isn't so....I'm just currently mad at them. I know fantastic Republicans (who think Bush is from outer space), yet I have this urge to choke every one of them on earth....I'm just mad ya know.

I think the people in politics today are crazy and crooked. OK, I'm right about that one, but I do know at least 2 good Republicans. I know some great gay people and a few that you can't trust for a second. I know some preachers you can't trust for a second.

I know 1 hooker I'd trust with my life and 26 lawyers you better not leave in the same room with your dog. Labels are killing us. Blanket statements are killing us. One rule fits all is killing us. I like Ike and I never voted for a Clinton in my life.....how would you label that?

Of course I'm pretty sure I'll be voting for a Clinton in 2008 and then I can forgive myself for my past voting record. The one thing I hope to do with this blog is show you don't have to be one certain way, or fit into one mold, or follow one set of rules to be a good person, a good parent, a good neighbor or friend or a good American.

Holy moley our world is gigantic, the possibilities are endless. We have to quit squeezing it all into one little lump that fits in a coat pocket. The flavors of successful living are in the millions and I think my life proves some people have to try a lot of flavors before they find the right one that is a custom fit.

10 years from now I may be a Buddhist monk.....you just never know, but that's cool too.

DBI, I heart you.

DBI, I am so glad you are doing this and I agree with you much of the time. I just concern myself with how Ft. Smith ought to be..the world is too big a place. However, if I can will Fort Smith into change can the world be much more difficult. The Shiites, Kurds, Sunni's, Darfurians, Jews and the Pope can hardly be more contentious than the folks in Ft. Smith. Hopefully we can get some of the more progressive Ft. Smithians to jump in your blog and bitch about the status quo.

do you not have to register here? Is it a "free Zone"?

Hurrah for our DBI!

Please let me add my appreciation of your efforts with this blog.

Good JOB!

Well, I see Nony showed up here.

yes, anonymous showed up here already and double-posted. Can we charge people who persist in remaining anonymous and let the rest of continue to enjoy the blogs free?

Just fair warning: Anyone, anonymous or otherwise, who wants to be mean to DBI will have to go through me first. And I am not in a good mood sometimes especially when my friends are attacked. Im low on estrogen and I have weaponry.

Yo! big guy, next time I pass through F.S. we'll share a brewskey - at the same ole' place. That is if you can tear your sorry ass away from the puter.
Good luck and good job - go get 'em.

DBI (and all), ten years ago I was still struggling to get over being a monk (not Buddhist). It's true, what you say. Ten years before that I didn't even know I'd ever become one. Ya never know--and you never WILL find out--unless you go for it. Ain't life fun?

Well ,well , DBI gets his own horse and buggy. This is going to be good.

Well...we've made it a whole day and nothing blew up and if the CIA is watching, I can't tell it.

I agree, FortSmithBoy, we can think globally, but except for people like Waltons, Clintons and Gates, the rest of us only get to act locally. I have a list of things I'd love to change in FS. And not to benefit myself, but to make it more enjoyable to live here. We gots a lot of small minds and tight asses who would sleep better at night if this was a police state. But I doubt a blog is going to put a dent in their armor.

I do thank you all for the kind words. Hopefully you'll still feel the same a year from now. And I do believe the anonymous from today is not the registered anonymous we've all grown to love. I'm not much of an authoritarian, so we'll try it with no fences and see how that goes.

I'd be honored to have a beer or a big slug of 2% milk with ya BlueTicker and the same goes for the rest of the regulars. I am a little paranoid in these current, troubled times. Maybe one day in the future when our country returns from it's 6 year visit to MARS, we won't have to hide behind fake names.

But honestly...there is a little magic to this computer stuff and using nom de plumes. I'm pretty much Wally Cox in my real life, look him up if you don't know him...he's safely dead. In DBI mode I'm about 5 inches taller and have the ability to be rather rude at times. In real life I apologize to my canine American friends when I walk in front of them in the hall.

DBI is therapeutic for me. My dear old Daddy, dead now for 23 years, was a genuine hard assed child of the Depression. He went off to WWII and came home a hard assed adult, which he remained for the rest of his life. Maybe some of you had a parent like that too. Though he meant well, he was no Dr. Phil and somewhere along the line decided if you coddled a male child he'd grow up swishier than a wind mill.

So in some strange twisted 1927 logic he decided he'd prevent me from being any of these things by accusing me of being lazy, worthless, ignorant, embarrassing in public, a black mark on our good last name, of being a sissy, and my least favorite....being like a jackass that loved the sound of his own voice.

I wrote one letter to the editor of the SWTR in 1980 and he was beating on my door at 6:30 am the day it was published, asking me just why in the hell would I think anyone gave a damn about anything I ever had to say.

Well Dad.....DBI is for you. Rest in peace and all that, but looks like maybe you were finally wrong about something.

Hopefully this will be my first and last blog entry directed at the dead. Thanks for indulging me.

I bet it felt good, didn't it? It did to me.

Good grief! They'll let anyone have a blog nowadays!!

Good start, D...

I have been out of the loop for so long that I forgot how to tipe...

First...conquer the blogosphere...then...who knows?

Maybe you can reach out to some of those folks that mean well but "talk right"...

DBI, I hope this goes good. I have usually enjoyed your posts. I always thought they were honest opinions.

My concern is dilution. We all know a gas will expand to fill all space available. Don't let the urge to fill empty space degrade content.

I'll use your blog to site the guiding beliefs I attempt to live by.

1) Try to make a place better when I leave than it was when I arrived.

2) In all situations, try to determine who is the innocent party.

When I do these things I find it easy to sleep all the way through the night, nonstop.

Your blog posts have seemed not to contradict my mottos.

Good luck, I'll keep checkin you blog.

good luck i will check your writings and opinions often. i was raised there and opinions from there are still important to me.

Jerry, don't forget my opinions are probably 180 degrees opposite of the average Fort Smithian. But Citizen1, I do give my honest opinion right or wrong. And when I'm wrong I'll do my best to accept it gracefully and learn something from the experience.

And I only make up stuff about Asa. It's just too much fun. He's such a scarecrow, he so needs to go back to DC.

Rock on, DBI. It's about time.

So aybody know what happened to the Delphi? Will he/she be back in the spring or have they been indicted?

does dbi know that free speechis not allowed here

What's that about free peaches?

The season is over, but for peaches, I'm your girl.
that's my neck of the woods. Remind me next year, dbi.

Does anyone remember reading letters to the editor of the Gazette from one H.E. Harvey of Clarksville? Crazy. He may still be at it, I don't read the D-G so I don't know. DBI, your daddy would have died of a stroke on the spot if somehow you could've copied one of mr. harvey's letters and signed your name to it for the ft. smith paper.

I liked Wally Cox too. And DBI, I hope your dad is reading this and has decided it's all okay now -- times change.

toto and I have to go out now and break up some sort of party involving mostly cursing and nothing more that I can see or I might stay inside and call for reinforcements.

We get tired of this. Evidently my neighbors believe it to be a state and federal law that all arguments and mad phone calls must be carried on in the parking lot, instead of inside the house, heaven forbid. I have never seen the like. Apartment living here in a small town is an education and one that I could have done without.

dbi, keep the words of wisdom coming. You wouldnt have to apologize to my little dog Toto - I think you two would get along.

tina I feel very safe in saying you need to move girl and quick! I live next to an apartment complex teaming with people and I rarely ever hear a peep out of them. Course they're them sneaky Mexicans.

They might be over there drinking and smoking and having twisty sex, only just to piss me off they're doing it silently. 21 apartments, you'd think it would sound like the Indy 500 or something....but nope.

At any rate, you need a U-Haul in your future to get away from your pests. Sounds like their Momma, who might also be their sister,didn't raise them up right. Move girl, move!

About 40 years ago, I was in an office supply store. The owner held up a bluish object and said "You need this."

"What is it?", I asked.

"I dunno. You tell me. I'm tired of having it sit around here."

"Hmmm, it looks like a notary's seal."

He said, "Yep, but it ain't. Look here."

He stuck in a scrap of paper, squeezed the handle, and handed me an embossed image that reminded me of Lightning, a goofy-looking guy who bunked next to me in the army.

I didn't know what I'd ever do with an embosser like that, but he made it too cheap to pass up.

That afternoon, I signed a memo, chopped the portrait of Lightning on it, and handed it to the secretary.

"Wow! Hey, you have a BILLIKEN!"

Another gap in my education had been exposed. But the secretary didn't know much more about it.

She might have been from St. Louis (her desk was pronounced "dusk", etc.).

Now after 40 years, you've filled another gap in my education.

--Ex Pede Billikem.