Dalton Dingus HC 62 Box 1249 Salyersville, KY 41465
http://gma.yahoo.com/world-unites-dying-boys-wish-come-true-215547551--abc-news-topstories.html
The blogs have a varied array of users but I think it would be great for everyone to go grab
a card out of a box and write this kids name down and fire it off to him. It will only take a minute to do and would mean the world to this kid who just wasn't given a fighting chance at his age.
UPS and FedEx delivered hundreds more.
Dalton has stage four cystic fibrosis. In October, his mother said, "Doctors had given up on him."
No more needs to be said. Everyone please grab a card for this kid.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
Hey Haskel, since you chimed in
AnonymousDecember 24, 2012 10:10 AM
Under
anyone's skin? What is funny he is the one always crying over at Mac's
blog every time he gets banned. Not only that but constantly whining
over Alki apparently doing him wrong over 2 years with the same song and
dance. There are shrinks for that, give it a god damn rest. There is
always someone worse off. Why don't you complainers think about that for
a change?
What does haskels and macs blog do? and culvers?
The easiest first. Culver records vikki 24/7. That's an obsession. It's down right damn scarey. Rarely anyone but her. Always her. Think he's obsessed?
Haskel and macs blog. They are like everyone else's a blog. Yet, they want explicit exclusivity that they alone can tell you who you can troll, harass, stalk, cut down, run down and make fun of. They just aren't having a good day unless they target someone and then go after them non stop. We have covered this in blogs before. You want the exclusive right to say what you want to say but you will just shit a brick if everyone doesn't follow the leader and repeat after you. This hasn't changed no matter who has written about it.
Haskel. Do you really think trolling me about him got me to rage? I merely reached over and banned you and then you ran to the shoutbox telling everyone you got banned. Grow up. I was in there having a bit of fun with Ryder and a few others and you thought you'd just come in and start on Christmas eve ? It took no effort at all to reach over there and ban you. I laughed. I laughed because that's what you expected me to do so you could run to the shitbox and make your report.
You allege that I have talked about him for two years.
YOU talk and write about people using drugs. Violators of TOS on different sites. Exposing pedo's. (I agree with that but many think you are way too obsessed with it since you are not a law enforcement officer). You need to quit worrying about the problems going on at these sites and take your own advice and get a shrink and lay down on the couch and tell him all about it. You are not a one man police force on the internet. Many people think what you are actually doing is a bit strange that it consumes so much of your time.
You complained about me banning . lol. I have one rule. Anyone that says his name in any room I am a mod in, I am going to ban them. Plain and simple. I was in there just chatting and you came in and despite a warning continued. BAM. I will ban anyone, regardless of who it is that types his name to me. So open 10 tabs, cause you'll get 10 times to say it. I don't care if it spoils your fun. Go back to the shit box and type that shit.
It's funny, you don't want certain people to talk about certain people yet any time of the day and night you can go there and the same people are cutting the same people down. ::yawn::
Everyones life is different. You say I talk about it. Well, it does take a bit of time to actually sue someone. You have to find the right lawyer that not only will take the case but believes in it and you. You have to gather all sorts of shit to use as evidence and make a list of any witnesses you think you need. Then it's all up to a few depositions back and forth and you leave it up to a judge and or jury to decide if you were correct. If you win, that doesn't immediately make everything go away even then.
I'll get vindicated when the time is right. I actually broke no laws on my part. I could not have been a better friend to anyone in this entire world. In regards to the "stock" I can indeed prove I was lied to from damn near day one. I did not deserve that. As a friend, you think I would have commanded that amount of respect to be told the truth from day one.
When you think and are told for two years that the investment you make was the decision of a lifetime on your part and it is all going well and you tell everyone you know along the way and then you have that rug ripped out from underneath you- it hurts. It hurts like hell.
Suddenly, that new truck you promised your nephew is not going to happen. Suddenly that new car you promised your niece is not going to happen. You did nothing wrong but now have to tell everyone you know that it was all a big as lie and you get your original amount refunded.
Take that and then have your health spiral down to shit. Every time you see a family member or relative you promised something to, you feel incredible shame and humiliation. He's the one that old me that my 30,000 shares rose to 300,000 shares due to a stock consolidation. WOW ! Why wouldn't I think everything was going great? Then to be told the stock would go back on the market at about 10x the old price. It went back on at $6.65. You do the math. Of course, I could promise things to people that were close to me.
See a shrink? Not me, they can't change what happened. I can get vindicated in court but it still doesn't do anything about a two year span where you work your heart and soul out for a company and your investment and then have it ripped right out from underneath you and you are made a fool of.
So, by your trolling me with my story to think it will make me rage, is your twisted head. I"m not going to start typing in caps, yelling at you. You aren't anyone. I don't even fucking know you. You are a fail troll, that's for damn sure.
This Christmas I am not going anywhere. I am not going over with dozens of relatives to tell me how sorry they are about that stock deal. It's humiliating and he shamed me in front of everyone and could not care less. I called a few and told them I was terribly ill and that I would not be able to make it. I told them am turning off my cell phone so I can get some sleep.
I hope you have a Merry Christmas.
I banned you, you went to macs room and cried about it so here is my predicted blog about it all. I did not want to disappoint anyone and thought that you could see what a holiday could mean to one person when you don't know what is going on in everyone's home. Go spoil someone elses day.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Merry Christmas, mass murder, depression
Anyone else having a hard time to get in the Christmas mood knowing that about 20 kids were shot to death and gunned down like a dog by some madman? I can't even fathom that act. Why didn't he just kill himself and be done with it?
We were talking about depression a few times on the blog. Unless you have really let something bother you to the point you can't even get up out of bed, you probably wouldn't understand it.
I just saw that Scott777 quit two jobs again. Now he has a chipin for "hot water, rent and a new computer". He created that chipin because for $100 a few of them wanted to be mods in his room. In selling his modship for a greater price than Keemstar ever got, he also sold his soul to the devil because now everyone has his email address and his real name if they click on that link. A fool and his money are soon greedily joined together. Maybe for $100, he can go buy a Hungry man XL turkey dinner for Christmas as he hovers around a candle to keep warm. I wouldn't give him the match to light the candle. Yet, who knows, by taking the chance with the chipin he just might raise his $1,500 goal and exceed it. Maybe he could date lily? Those two could be the mom and dad of the battlecam clan kids of dysfunctionality.
I tried my luck once. Invested in a stock. 2 years and 3 months later got my money back. I turned down a one time interest payment of $3,900 because it wasn't part of the deal. I was lead to believe the stock was going to be very valuable and even told so right up to the point it went back on the stock market for the second time. Then I learned the news that I could get a refund but nothing more. Lies lies lies were fed to me. I repeated them. I suddenly learned that my smart choice was a huge joke on me. Suddenly the expected payout wasn't going to happen. For over 2 years, I bragged to family and coworkers and everyone I know about the great company I had invested in and all the good things that were going on with it.
My biggest problem was the fact that I was told almost up until the stock was relisted that it was going to go back on the market a lot higher than the previous closing price before it was taken off the market and privately held. Who would not brag about making the correct decision of a lifetime to watch it pay off. I was told that if I waited, I was going to get a nice gift of shares from 30,000 to 300,000 shares due to a "stock consolidation". Another investor and I, saw a tidbit on the internet that the stock was being consolidated a few months prior but nothing was told to us. Why wait? Was this suddenly information that was being given to me as if it was something new?
I counted on the fact that the company I invested in was a good one which I helped for over 2 years since it was started by helping anyone who came in a chat room to get their software up and running. I felt pretty damn good the entire two years. I felt what I was doing was very important and that as time passed, I got to watch the company grow. I also got to make a few promises along the way.
When I cashed my stock in, I was going to buy a relative a new house. I was going to buy a niece and nephew a new car. I promised a few friends a couple of things that would really help them along their way in life.
When it all came crashing down, I was floored. I raged. I was in total shock. I could not believe that after all that time, work and energy, suddenly, I would get a refund but not be able to cash in those 300,000 shares of stock because I was "not a nice person". Suddenly they were not due to a stock consolidation but were then declared "a gift" I was no longer allowed to have.
I bring this up because the subject was depression. I was speaking to anne about it. Do you know what it is like to take pain pills because you have severe arthritis and without them you could hardly function or sleep?
Have you ever been so let down, with something effecting your life so strongly that you can barely even get out of bed in the morning? You go throughout the day and it's all a giant blur from one day to the next. You realize that what you thought would happen for about 2 1/4 years was suddenly not going to happen at all. You told everyone. Now you had to tell them because they'd been asking along the way when you were going to cash out and start a new way of life.
Have you ever taken pain medications and wondered what it would be like to go out to your car and start it in the garage? To press the garage door opener and let the door close as you drifted off to sleep? I always wondered why someone would do that. Sometimes when the pain hurts that deeply and there is no end in site, some choose that route. I admit, I thought of it. Hoping I would get lucky and they'll all say what a terrible accident it was. What was he doing? Trying to start the car and could not move? Had an asthma attack? Arthritis attack? It's a lot better to think that than to have friends and family and co workers laugh that you got fucked over a stock deal. A decision you made over two years ago and thought that one lone decision was going to separate you from others who dared not even take the risk in trying. It would set you up for life. Granted, to some that amount of money is probably nothing. To others it is a fortune. I've realized a few hundred dollars might be the difference in someone eating or doing without to pay a bill and keep a roof over their head.
Because tomorrow you just won't have to wake up and go through that all again. Wondering what you did wrong that really blew things all out of proportion and suddenly you are in worse shape than when you started out. Bills pile up, health deteriorates, money was spent thinking it would be paid off when you cashed in your shares of stock. Debt looms. File a lawsuit, wait months and months to see if you can file in federal court. Do you want to do it? Is it worth it in the big picture? You blame yourself for getting into the situation to begin with.
Depression can take you down roads you never dreamed your mind would even take you.
I was told once that I was an awful person. I was told that my name and employer would be revealed to everyone they knew so that they could contact my employer and tell them that I was a "lunatic madman". In the world of online chat, good or bad, you might not care about your name, I don't. But to have them contact your employer? That threat shook me up because it suddenly broke up the security I had, that no matter what, I was still employed and had a job.
I no longer have that job so the threat is dead. Tell what you want, it's a moot point now. Suddenly that threat is no longer a problem and was lifted from my shoulders. Should I be happy that I am no longer working so they have nothing on me to divulge? Isn't that sort of funny?
The day you realize that you can lay in bed day after day and accomplish absolutely nothing forces you to make a few decisions.
As a few of you know, I found an attorney and am awaiting their final decision on how they want to proceed. Suddenly, this lunatic madman realizes that when people think they have any power over you- they use that to their advantage. Come hell or high water, good or bad, if we can file in January of 2013 or so, I will do my best to get vindicated to prove that I was a very honest person and did nothing wrong. At no time did *I* break the law. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I tell the truth and let the chips fall where they may. I hope a federal judge believes me and awards me those shares of stock to sell at that last price set when they sold. 300,000 shares at $6.65 cents.
To Alki David. Do I hate him? No, I hate what he did. After 16.5 years of friendship, I was owed the truth all along the way. Friendship alone should have commanded it. Do I wish him a Merry Christmas? Oh hell no. I hope sometime, somehow, one day in HIS life that he realizes that money does not make a man. Money doesn't buy friends.
One day, when he gets upset and is down, I hope he reflects back on every single person that he's paid to piss and get shit on and asks himself if it was worth it. To have someone degrade themselves for money because they are poor and needed it. To pay a miserable no good fucking whore to call upon a poor pizza driver only to have the filthy slut scream RAPE and send him scrambling to get out the door as the next week or two makes him wonder if someone will be knocking at his door with charges against him. Among others. It's not funny my friends. Not funny in the least.
I hope that one day when he looks back and sees what he has done he sheds even one fucking tear. By doing that, it would prove he was human.
It's after 6am. I tried to sleep twice, I toss and turn toss and turn. Nothing is bothering me yet everything is on my mind. In a few minutes, it will be time to take a dose of Nyquil and try once again for sleep.
Those poor poor children who died in Connecticut. Doesn't it make all of our life's problems seem so insignificant? I'm not a religious person. God help those children and their families. God help the survivors who are going to suffer for years because of one lone act of a madman.
I am going to a relatives house to stay for awhile to help them get some things done. As much or as little help as I may be.
My last thought is for Lindsey Lohan. You have enough problems kiddo, stay away child, stay away !
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you all have a meal to enjoy and if you get desperate you can always hop online Christmas evening and day and come troll with me. We won't break into any songs but we can always cut down anyone else who isn't online !
ps good luck anne. you can chat with me anytime.
We were talking about depression a few times on the blog. Unless you have really let something bother you to the point you can't even get up out of bed, you probably wouldn't understand it.
I just saw that Scott777 quit two jobs again. Now he has a chipin for "hot water, rent and a new computer". He created that chipin because for $100 a few of them wanted to be mods in his room. In selling his modship for a greater price than Keemstar ever got, he also sold his soul to the devil because now everyone has his email address and his real name if they click on that link. A fool and his money are soon greedily joined together. Maybe for $100, he can go buy a Hungry man XL turkey dinner for Christmas as he hovers around a candle to keep warm. I wouldn't give him the match to light the candle. Yet, who knows, by taking the chance with the chipin he just might raise his $1,500 goal and exceed it. Maybe he could date lily? Those two could be the mom and dad of the battlecam clan kids of dysfunctionality.
I tried my luck once. Invested in a stock. 2 years and 3 months later got my money back. I turned down a one time interest payment of $3,900 because it wasn't part of the deal. I was lead to believe the stock was going to be very valuable and even told so right up to the point it went back on the stock market for the second time. Then I learned the news that I could get a refund but nothing more. Lies lies lies were fed to me. I repeated them. I suddenly learned that my smart choice was a huge joke on me. Suddenly the expected payout wasn't going to happen. For over 2 years, I bragged to family and coworkers and everyone I know about the great company I had invested in and all the good things that were going on with it.
My biggest problem was the fact that I was told almost up until the stock was relisted that it was going to go back on the market a lot higher than the previous closing price before it was taken off the market and privately held. Who would not brag about making the correct decision of a lifetime to watch it pay off. I was told that if I waited, I was going to get a nice gift of shares from 30,000 to 300,000 shares due to a "stock consolidation". Another investor and I, saw a tidbit on the internet that the stock was being consolidated a few months prior but nothing was told to us. Why wait? Was this suddenly information that was being given to me as if it was something new?
I counted on the fact that the company I invested in was a good one which I helped for over 2 years since it was started by helping anyone who came in a chat room to get their software up and running. I felt pretty damn good the entire two years. I felt what I was doing was very important and that as time passed, I got to watch the company grow. I also got to make a few promises along the way.
When I cashed my stock in, I was going to buy a relative a new house. I was going to buy a niece and nephew a new car. I promised a few friends a couple of things that would really help them along their way in life.
When it all came crashing down, I was floored. I raged. I was in total shock. I could not believe that after all that time, work and energy, suddenly, I would get a refund but not be able to cash in those 300,000 shares of stock because I was "not a nice person". Suddenly they were not due to a stock consolidation but were then declared "a gift" I was no longer allowed to have.
I bring this up because the subject was depression. I was speaking to anne about it. Do you know what it is like to take pain pills because you have severe arthritis and without them you could hardly function or sleep?
Have you ever been so let down, with something effecting your life so strongly that you can barely even get out of bed in the morning? You go throughout the day and it's all a giant blur from one day to the next. You realize that what you thought would happen for about 2 1/4 years was suddenly not going to happen at all. You told everyone. Now you had to tell them because they'd been asking along the way when you were going to cash out and start a new way of life.
Have you ever taken pain medications and wondered what it would be like to go out to your car and start it in the garage? To press the garage door opener and let the door close as you drifted off to sleep? I always wondered why someone would do that. Sometimes when the pain hurts that deeply and there is no end in site, some choose that route. I admit, I thought of it. Hoping I would get lucky and they'll all say what a terrible accident it was. What was he doing? Trying to start the car and could not move? Had an asthma attack? Arthritis attack? It's a lot better to think that than to have friends and family and co workers laugh that you got fucked over a stock deal. A decision you made over two years ago and thought that one lone decision was going to separate you from others who dared not even take the risk in trying. It would set you up for life. Granted, to some that amount of money is probably nothing. To others it is a fortune. I've realized a few hundred dollars might be the difference in someone eating or doing without to pay a bill and keep a roof over their head.
Because tomorrow you just won't have to wake up and go through that all again. Wondering what you did wrong that really blew things all out of proportion and suddenly you are in worse shape than when you started out. Bills pile up, health deteriorates, money was spent thinking it would be paid off when you cashed in your shares of stock. Debt looms. File a lawsuit, wait months and months to see if you can file in federal court. Do you want to do it? Is it worth it in the big picture? You blame yourself for getting into the situation to begin with.
Depression can take you down roads you never dreamed your mind would even take you.
I was told once that I was an awful person. I was told that my name and employer would be revealed to everyone they knew so that they could contact my employer and tell them that I was a "lunatic madman". In the world of online chat, good or bad, you might not care about your name, I don't. But to have them contact your employer? That threat shook me up because it suddenly broke up the security I had, that no matter what, I was still employed and had a job.
I no longer have that job so the threat is dead. Tell what you want, it's a moot point now. Suddenly that threat is no longer a problem and was lifted from my shoulders. Should I be happy that I am no longer working so they have nothing on me to divulge? Isn't that sort of funny?
The day you realize that you can lay in bed day after day and accomplish absolutely nothing forces you to make a few decisions.
As a few of you know, I found an attorney and am awaiting their final decision on how they want to proceed. Suddenly, this lunatic madman realizes that when people think they have any power over you- they use that to their advantage. Come hell or high water, good or bad, if we can file in January of 2013 or so, I will do my best to get vindicated to prove that I was a very honest person and did nothing wrong. At no time did *I* break the law. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I tell the truth and let the chips fall where they may. I hope a federal judge believes me and awards me those shares of stock to sell at that last price set when they sold. 300,000 shares at $6.65 cents.
To Alki David. Do I hate him? No, I hate what he did. After 16.5 years of friendship, I was owed the truth all along the way. Friendship alone should have commanded it. Do I wish him a Merry Christmas? Oh hell no. I hope sometime, somehow, one day in HIS life that he realizes that money does not make a man. Money doesn't buy friends.
One day, when he gets upset and is down, I hope he reflects back on every single person that he's paid to piss and get shit on and asks himself if it was worth it. To have someone degrade themselves for money because they are poor and needed it. To pay a miserable no good fucking whore to call upon a poor pizza driver only to have the filthy slut scream RAPE and send him scrambling to get out the door as the next week or two makes him wonder if someone will be knocking at his door with charges against him. Among others. It's not funny my friends. Not funny in the least.
I hope that one day when he looks back and sees what he has done he sheds even one fucking tear. By doing that, it would prove he was human.
It's after 6am. I tried to sleep twice, I toss and turn toss and turn. Nothing is bothering me yet everything is on my mind. In a few minutes, it will be time to take a dose of Nyquil and try once again for sleep.
Those poor poor children who died in Connecticut. Doesn't it make all of our life's problems seem so insignificant? I'm not a religious person. God help those children and their families. God help the survivors who are going to suffer for years because of one lone act of a madman.
I am going to a relatives house to stay for awhile to help them get some things done. As much or as little help as I may be.
My last thought is for Lindsey Lohan. You have enough problems kiddo, stay away child, stay away !
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you all have a meal to enjoy and if you get desperate you can always hop online Christmas evening and day and come troll with me. We won't break into any songs but we can always cut down anyone else who isn't online !
ps good luck anne. you can chat with me anytime.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Alki Davids latest offer of help
I was surfing the internet and saw this :
http://hollywood.greekreporter.com/2012/12/02/billionaire-alki-david-offers-10m-to-lindsay-lohan-to-host-show-on-his-network/
Alki's latest offer by reaching out to someone and offering help.
16.5 yrs never meant a damn thing, how about honoring your agreement with me?
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