Showing posts with label Full Truth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Full Truth. Show all posts

Monday, January 9, 2012

Fantastic Technology


A truth about comic book technology.

A Gulf War Truth


A truth about radiation in the Gulf War.

Energy Shortage?


Is there an energy crisis?

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Caged Lightning

I wasn't going to write another blog entry but being in a car hit by lightning is a very strange thing to have happened. It was like my car was in a cage of lightning and I was blinded by white light for a few seconds as I drove. I didn't even think about stopping the car. I guess I was in shock but I didn't get shocked and I can find nothing wrong with my car. I saw the lighting around my car and heard the thunder at the same time. I don't know why I didn't run off the road.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Bang, Bang, Bang!




My parents got a new roof. Three days without rain. Missouri is having a second wet summer in a row. Three dry days and the roofers got the roof finished in three days. Beautiful job but I went a little insane with all the noise. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Great job Early Bird Roofing.

The insurance company (State Farm) didn't treat my parents so well. A lady from Columbia Missouri told my mother in harsh terms she didn't follow the rules to file a clam for hail damage. I picked up the phone to hear what she was saying to my mother and was shocked to hear the hate in the lady's voice.

"I'm her son, don't call back if...."

I'm afraid I wasn't very nice to the lady. I didn't talk long or use curse words but how America treats old people is very sad. She didn't talk down to me but I believe she was trying to bully my mother into keeping her insurance with State Farm.

My mother cried for three hours after the phone call.

The photos are the roofers starting the job and my mother and aunt in the front yard. My aunt is one of the hardest workers I know.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Moon Stupid

We went to the moon. If you think we didn't then you are the title of this post:)

I was a boy when man landed on the moon. I was on a vacation trip with my parents in Canada.
In a small cafe in Quebec I watched Neil Armstrong set his foot on the moon. The small TV was on a shelf over the pie counter. Everyone was speaking French except for three Americans.

We tried to eat what passed for a hamburger but I was too excited to eat. Moments before Neil planted his foot on another world everyone got quiet. Everything stopped in that tiny cafe.

The cook and the waitresses stopped working and watched. No one ate. We were all watching that little TV.

Don't be Moon Stupid. We went to the moon.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Kentucky Fried Sound

I was at the counter of a KFC. I was about to order my meal when the voice came into my head.
Someone was yelling at the clerk at the counter, was it me?

"Sir, can I take your order?"

"Yes, of course. I'll have the buffet."

"That will be $6.95 sir."

I payed her and took my cup, plate and tray. Three seconds later a man was yelling at her.
It was the voice in my head.

Next Post is a clip from my movie Violent Candy.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

The Frankenstein Effect

I was at the lowest point in my life. All the years of mind numbing never ending pain had come to this. All the Hell Dreams and Utopian Nightmares. All the times I fell down and couldn't get back up for long periods of time. I told my family I went into the Light and they put me in a mental ward.

The nurse came and gave me a shot to knock me out. My story was so crazy, I had to be crazy.

"It won't work."

"I assure you Mr. Vollrath it will work. You will fall asleep very soon."

"You're wrong, you'll see. Drugs don't work on me like they do other people. Not since the Light."

As she walked away I felt the effect of the drug and my imagination went to war.

I was a child of the Space Age but I was bathed in the Light of the One Soul. My waking dreams were more powerful than any drug. I simply turned up the volume on my soul and the effects of the drug went away.

An hour later another nurse came by my room.

"Did you get your shot?"

"Of course but it didn't work at all. Like I told the other nurse I went into the Light."

"Don't lie to me. If someone gave you a shot you would be asleep by now."

"You would think that but my mind works different than most... OUCH!"

"There, you'll be asleep in no time at all."

The second nurse left the room as I looked down at my arm. She had given me the second shot almost in the same spot as I got the first. What an interesting science experiment this was.

THE LEFT SIDE OF MY BODY WENT NUMB.

I can get out of this mental ward with half my brain tied behind my back.

I COULD NO LONGER FEEL THE LEFT SIDE OF MY BODY.

This isn't as funny as it was a few seconds ago. Come on imagination don't fail me now.

I found some change hidden in my room that I had palmed when I was checked in.
This is going to be tricky. I stood up and my null side followed. I used my left leg as a crutch as I made my way to the bathroom mirror. Oh, you are pretty.

I was a drooling droopy eyed fool. Has I walked out of my room dragging my left side with me I thought I must look like a Universal Studios movie monster.

I made it to the pay phone and called my wife. Talking when you can't feel half of your mouth isn't easy.

"JAAckkkie I beennn doubbleed dooseed wiithh doope. Cooomee gett meee!"

I made my way back to my room. I had asked the One Soul to get me out in 8 hours or less but I didn't realizes how hard I was going to work to make it happen. Prayers only work if you make them work.

The first nurse came back and was shocked to see me still awake.

"Twwo shotts."

I held up two fingers with my right hand.

"Wannt to trry for threee?"

"Oh, my God!"

"Go fiinnnd thaat otherr nuuurse andd telll her I'mm not lyiiing."

The nurse ran out of the room.

I heard them talking just outside my room.

"My God we gave him enough drugs to knock out an elephant!"

"We'll be lucky if he doesn't die!"

As they walked in the room I began to bang my left hand on the bed railing with my right hand.

"IIII don'tt feeel a thiiinng!"

The two woman looked at me in horror. They took my blood pressure and pulse being careful not to tell me what it was. I pretended to go to sleep telling myself I wouldn't go to sleep and I would wake up as soon as I heard my wife's voice if I did.

I fell into a hell dream and the drugs were a Storm of Death and I became a Red Dragon.
My burning breath held the vortex of death away from my twisting serpent body.
Death fell upon me and captured me and in my effort to escape I turned into a thousand tiny blue jellyfish.

All the little bits of my life force sank deep into the dark void of death. My imagination weaken an I found pity for myself as I was going to die in a mental ward. Each blue bit of me began to blink out in the blackness of death. I was going to die. I would never see my sons grow into men.
I was going to die. I would never know my grand children. I was going to die a complete failure in a mental ward. I was down to one blue jellyfish. It's small light began to flicker.

I heard my wife's voice and that little jellyfish exploded into a Giant Blue Dragon and ate death whole.

I sat up in bed and looked at my wife, nurse one and nurse two, all three standing in my room before me.

"They gave me enough drugs to knock out an elephant!"

My speech was no longer slurred. Feeling was coming back to my left side.

"They're lucky they didn't kill me!"

Nurse One looked at my wife;

"We advise you to keep him here."

"I can't leave him here. You might have killed him."

My wife signed me out with 40 minutes left on my eight hour deadline.

No longer my wife, I will always care for Jackie Goss for signing me out of a nightmare when her name was Jackie Vollrath.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Fragments of my Life

I misunderstood my son Micheal or things changed by the time I saw my daughter-in-law.
Amanda is weeks away from surgery but I feel my other projects still need more time.

When I'm not helping with my grand daughter I'll be writing little windows on my life here.
Thanks for all your comments.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The Return Call

"Phil, I've decided I can no longer work on Begging for Billionaires. I have bad feeling about the production and I ask that you never call me again. Goodbye."

I never made this call so the last two posts are lies. The truth is working on the movie Begging for Billionaires was the worst experience of my life. I never want to talk to the mis-director again but if he calls me again I'll tell him the truth. I wanted to be supportive to a project I put so much work into but I feel Phil is a no talent hack and can only see the world through his own giant ego.