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Gender: Male
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 49
Sign: Gemini

City: Morro Bay
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 10/23/2006

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Monday, December 22, 2008 

Category: Blogging
I actually got the domain name MyStupidBlog.info
It covers a lot of the stuff I write about under current events on my main web-site MyStupidRules.com
Monday, May 26, 2008 

Current mood:  disappointed
Category: Blogging
Well I had Jay Leno, Craig Fergee and that other weird redhead guy as a friend, but they decided to disappear all of a sudden.
   Then all of a sudden this "the LARGE" turned into a web-site supporting a presidential candidate.
    Well I still have Jimmy, for a friend.
   Just shows you how well these folks who work within the media are bought off.  Good thing they aren't driving my truck. I'd contemplated deleting them anyway.
    
Suckers.

MyStupidRules.com
Friday, February 15, 2008 

Current mood:  bored
Category: Automotive
Since it was my first attempt, I just wanted to see if my software would work for me.
I should have cliped the beginning and end, but it's still only about two minutes long.
However, I can't complain about the image quallity I recieved with a Cannon 430 camera.
Check it out at my Synchro-link site.
Link to Video page of Synchro-link.com

Thursday, May 17, 2007 

Category: Blogging
The web-site is for those who don't like politics, and or reading about curruption.
It's all about the work truck of the future.
It's all Synchro-Link.com

Tuesday, November 28, 2006 

Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
In November of 1993, in the city of Tacoma, Washington; Sunnyside accidentally caught his work van on fire. When the fire station received the call about a van on fire, the captain felt it was just the kind of call to send out the personnel hired because of Affirmative Action.
    A neighbor was recording the attempt to extinguish the fire on video tape and captured the incident when a 120 pound female firefighter endangered Sunnyside's life. The firefighter told her captain about the incident and the captain had the firefighters leave the scene quickly.
     The fire department had to go back to finish their job at extinguishing Sunnyside's house.
    The captain told the city officials about the blunder and the city didn't want a law suit, so they attempted incriminate Sunnyside by trying to dig up dirt on him. The city also made plans to run out the statute of limitations.     
    Sunnyside surprised the local and federal government agencies when he invented the World's Greatest Work Truck. He took the last $15,000 of his insurance settlement and built the proto-type right under their noses in his back-yard. Unfortunately, even though Sunnyside has used the truck that can quickly change its beds with a push of a button for the past ten years; the general public still has to refer to it as The Work Truck of the Future.
    President Clinton wanted to win his second election and didn't want to loose votes over problems he would have to face with Affirmative Action because of Sunnyside's fire. Clinton's solution was signing the GATT treaty; changing the patent laws so that Sunnyside would either end up dead or at least swept under a rug.
    Prior to the time when Clinton signed the GATT treaty, the patent terms on a utility type invention was 17 years of ownership, monopoly, and protection granted for the inventor from the time the patent was granted. That meant that the term didn't start ticking away until after the patent pending period and the patent was granted. The patent pending process usually took two to three years, (the time from when the patent applications were filed to the time the patents were granted,) before the term would start to tick away. The GATT treaty changed the terms to 20 years from the time the application is filed. Therefore: the clock is ticking as soon as the application is filed and during the patent pending process.
    Since the clock is ticking as soon as a pending application has been filed; the thought of corporations supplementing the private inventors as an effort to get the clock ticking is almost none existent. Instead of helping an inventor during the patent pending process, they're prone to make sure the inventor can't afford a patent attorney during the patent pending process and if they can; they will buy-off the patent attorneys, just to sabotage the inventor's ability to secure a patent.
    Sunnyside's phone and mail service was rigged so that he would be isolated and his business was sure to fail,but the conspirators learned that Sunnyside could survive by word to mouth, so there were attempts on his life. After a few attempts on his life; Sunnyside found his foot in a cast and that's when he came up an idea for a will that would make him worth more alive than dead. This was done by eliminating the future use of his inventions in a half a dozen states. (Imagine no nail-guns in Nevada.)
Sunnyside was granted:
Patent No. 2317380 in Great Britain….
    It was difficult for Sunnyside to explain the corruption he was experiencing because it was very complex and he knew the thing to do would be to write a book about it. Because of fear of the words changing while in digital format or having his computer stolen, he started out by keeping a hand written journal. He discovered an underground following and eventually learned of the transmitter in his laptop which made him realized his words wouldn't just disappear.
    Sunnyside heard all the rumors - about how everything was going to be handed to him on a silver platter and the rumors about him being suicidal -- just like the other eighty of Clinton's friends who have died.
    Sunnyside realized his words were being scrambled and he was left with rewriting the important parts of his story over and over. He realized that if he ended up dead, his family would be left with a book that would be a worthless piece of junk. He realized that if he sold the book rights, it was possible that Bill Clinton could be part owner of the publishing company and very well be the one who'd rewrite the book and put Sunnyside's name on it. Hollywood could turn his twelve years of hell into a holiday picnic romance story and have Sunnyside commit suicide because he couldn't wait.
    Sunnyside realized that the person who was stealing his words was planning to make more money by not publishing the true story. That would be by having the auto makers and political parties pay him to not publish Sunnyside's true life experiences and the crimes committed against him.
    You might ask: How could Sunnyside make sure the true story was told whether he was alive or dead?
    When the news media is sponsored by the auto makers, Sunnyside isn't going to get any publicity, now is he? (CBS & ABC already has Sunnyside and his truck on tape.) Now when Hollywood wants you to buy a ticket to the movie, Sunnyside's Quest for the American Dream; aren't you going to want to know whether Sunnyside got mad, went crazy, or insane, and smashed up his truck with a sledge hammer? If Sunnyside doesn't smash up the truck in the book or movie; are you going to give it any creditability? Are you even going to pay for such a thing if he doesn't?
    Well we all know that people will fuss over silly things…. (Like the people who fussed over the Pearl Harbor Movie, because it was fictional with fictional heroes.
    Just as it's said in the publicity business –
"It doesn't matter if the publicity is good or bad -- just as long as it is publicity."
    Well, I'm Dennis James Sattler, and I'm the one who's called Sunnyside. I set up a video camera and made the movie you expect to see. I own the copyrighted creation lock, stock, and barrel. With a sledge hammer in hand; I secured value to the motion pitcher & literary rights of my story. Thanks to Compact Flash Cards®; I'm don't have to rewrite my book over any more. And my movie with a sledge hammer griped in my fist; my book tripled in value over night.
    Now the truck pre-conditions the people who approach me. They no longer ask me, "What do you do with it?" and "What's it do?" because I had to tell them, "It's none of your business." The silly thing is that now days they ask, "What happened to it?" It allows me to tell the story and the story sells books, and that gets publicity -- the old fashion way -- by word to mouth.

The Part -- Some of You May Not Like

Although we're more than a pack of animals, we should to think about the natural selection part of the existence of all living things. Natural selection has been taught in biology classes as by the way the weak, ill, and confused get eliminated by their natural predators. The strong and brightest are known to be the natural breeders that keep the species in existence.
    Consider this: About 1/3 of the patent applications are filed by private inventors and from my knowledge the numbers come to about 200,000 patent applications are filed by private inventors every year; in the US alone. The success rate of a patented inventions actually making it to market and being profitable is around 3-5%.
    Since private inventors don't have as much funding as the large corporations have; it's my guess that the private inventors don't file on every little thing they come up -- with just to crowd an area where a discovery might take place at a later time -- as many corporations are known to do. It's my estimation that -- in the market place -- the success rate for inventions patented by corporations is about 3% or less. Since the private inventors have less funding, they are less likely to file on an invention that is unlikely to generate profits in return. Therefore the inventions patented by private inventors are more likely to have a higher success rate of 5 to 10% in the market place.
    We should think about the danger the private inventors are in because of the way the GATT treaty changed the patent terms. If only half of the private inventors with patents pending on inventions that would be successful in the market place are getting knocked off. Then the number of the private inventors ending up dead may be around 5% or let's say 10,000 every year. They are the guys like Thomas Edison, Benjamin Franklin, Abraham Lincoln, and Albert Einstein, disappearing from this earth every day. Think: 10'000 divided by 365.
    Those numbers show that over 27 private inventors could be dropping dead every day. Now I have to admit those numbers may be a bit exaggerated, but the underground has done some research and determined it's probably a lower number like around 2% to 3%. But another factor to consider is what was brought to my attention by a lady whom I was once discussing these numbers with one day. She said she knew of a whole family that had disappeared because of an invention.
    I figure their must be about a dozen inventors dying each day. And with their spouse and 2.2 kids disappearing along with them; that would put it right about 50 people possessing excellent gene pools vanishing from the human race each day. With less than a 2.5 % death ratio – the deaths that may accrue because of the way the patent terms are set up comes to over 18,250 every year. Then divide that by the amount of people who died in New York on 9-11. Yeah, an easy 10 times the amount. Or you could say another 911 every 6 to 8 weeks. Yet we'll go to war over such a few and kill more in doing so. The media knows all this too well, but you'll have to remember that the media is sponsored by the corporations that are doing the killing.
    So when that guy from Ford comes on your TV, speaking about saving lives, just remember how many people had to die because of cheep tires.
    These inventors and their families are the top notch thinkers of this world and I consider them the front of the pack of human beans that we are. If we continue to kill these people, we will learn that we have selective bread the human race and become dumber by the day. No matter how much we spend on education, the loss of the valuable gene pool with good common sense can't be reversed.
    You may think that it means you'll be one up on the next guy, but you'll still have to wonder if your daughter will bring home a moron. We the human race can either become extinct because of the selective breeding, or just a bunch of babbling idiots.
    They say that we only use 10% of our brains potential. Well I for one have always wonder why we don't use more of it. I feel we should be striving to use at least 12% to 15% of its potential by now. But if we keep killing off the smart people, I fear we'll be lucky to be using 7% of our brains.
    For instance; we already have computers performing functions that the designers don't understand how the functions are being performed; they only know that the computers are performing the functions. This is what I mean; the computer is already out smarting us and I feel that is not only dangerous, it's flat out scary.
    You may be wondering just as I, as to how many inventors have died because of the countries that have had the GATT treaty since the late forties. Well the answer would have to be -- Too many. On the positive side, we have to realize that a private inventor in a country other than the United States would have known that the US has been considered to be the largest marketplace for most inventions. Therefore even if the inventor was a citizen of a country other than the US, that inventor would have likely filed an application in the US as a higher priority when compared to applying for a patent their own country. The way the US patent laws were setup, there was motivation to help those inventors get funding and a patent granted in their name. The way I look at it is that the US patent laws were their safe haven, but since Clinton signed the GATT treaty, many of those inventors who would have been saved are dropping dead. I'm sure many have died because of the GATT treaty in the past fifty years, but now the problem is worse than ever. We must do something about it and save ourselves from our own stupidity.
    And of course, most of us want someone else to do something about it.     This news letter may not be what you expected to read about, but when I invented the world's greatest work truck, I didn't expect I'd be living a box and spreading this pathetic news ten years later.
    I hope you weren't one of those people who expected me to humor you with my truck, because I feel that there isn't anything funny about it.
    And a note to Tiger Woods: David Dunbar Buick, who invented the overhead valve engine, got mixed up with GM, and at 75 years of age, he couldn't even afford a phone. But what do you care? You're not him and you make millions wearing his name.
    Regardless if you were able to comprehend this material or not; please don't be one of those people who try to tell me I'm full of crap or try to insult my intelligence. Because you might make me feel like smacking you one, and my hands are too dam valuable to be messing up on an idiot. But then again; if telling me that I'm crazy will make you feel good – go ahead and do so -- because it will only make me feel better knowing you're not driving my truck.
I'd say, at least I'm not an idiot.
My book is titled, Burning Down the House.

Thanks for your time, -- Sunnyside   




Monday, November 06, 2006 

Category: Art and Photography

Welcome to my very first blog entry on November 5th 2006.

The blog will be what I've always called my Present Day Journal. It will be new to some but to others; it's been a long time coming to see that it has made it to the internet.

Being new to this sort of thing, I began looking around at other sites. I discovered that just punching in a browser of women 32 – 40 brought up quit a few good looking women in the area of which I hang out. It wasn't long before the realization that my site wasn't one I'd want to direct them to because it would be about as appealing as the place I have to call my home. Not exactly what a woman is looking for.

            However, today sure clarified what my site was for. It dawned on me after stoping by a couple surf shops, one for some resin to patch a ding in my fun board and the other since it was near by, to stop by and tell the owner of the shop about what I thought of the fun-board he had sold me last spring.

            At the first one I must have talked to a 16 year kid for at least an hour about my life and other stuff. It's a little amazing sometimes how I can communicate with the younger generation than the old fuddy-duddies of mine. Without a doubt, that boy would be checking out my book and web sight; at least I thought so.

            At the second shop, the owner wasn't in but I was going to leave a message with the young man as to what I thought of the 6'10" fun-board I bought. That is the he should be selling it with the blue dot K fins.

            I discovered a surprised look on the guys face when I mentioned that I was Sunnyside. He realized I was the guy who wrote the Lousy Book. (His boss had bought one form me.)

You just can't imagine how nice it is to not have to start at ground zero with a person. Having him know the basics made it a much more interesting conversation. Between customers, we talked for about 4 or 5 hours and it was quit enjoyable to talk to someone who was so receptive. By the end of the afternoon I know what this site was all about. It's all about my readers. It's for guys like him that don't have the spare cash to buy the next bigger addition. In a way I promised, that if he checked out my site every week, that there would be something new from my half a millions words posted every week.

I decided that I would use the blog for my present day journal entries and always cut a paste something from my large library of literature I have available.

Now I have to decide exactly what I will be exposing to the public in the days to come. I happen to think it will be something from my book of helpful hints, lessons in common sense and good things to know. But for today, I'll be posting some pictures of my surfboards and stuff. The first board is a 6'10" by 20" wide I use in two to three foot mushy waves. Then I have a 6'6" by 18 ¾" with a lot of rocker for those days that are hollow and over head. Then my everyday board that is 6'6" by 19 ¼" with a swallow tail which helps hold the bottom turns when it's overhead. Part of its tip is still in my neck. Shit happens.