John Rankin Wants to be Your Friend

This a SCAM ALERT, so if you’re on Facebook you should really read this.


I’m on facebook too and since I run a fan page for this blog I get a lot of friend requests.  If I don’t know the person off hand I look at their page and see if anyone else I know has them as a friend.  If we have become “facebook friends” through a spirited string of comments I’ll friend you.

Recently I got a friend request from “John Rankin”.  The last name sounded familiar so I gave it attention.  After looking at John’s page and seeing no one I knew I became suspicious.  There was very little on his page to describe him.  I put his friend request on hold.


That was a couple of days ago.  I woke up today at about 2 AM.  I think my CPAP machine had stopped working.  Anyway.  I grabbed a glass of milk and checked my facebook waiting to go back to sleep.  Then I got a facebook messenger ping on my cell. It was from John Rankin.  Weird.  I checked my chat box and my “friend” John was chatting with me.  I HAD NOT ACCEPTED HIS FRIEND REQUEST BUT THERE HE WAS.  Below is the chat.  It’s a huge picture so wait for it to load and scroll through it to the bottom and I’ll have more words when you get there.



I thought I was chatting with a robot and am not convinced I wasn’t.  Needless to say, John hung up on me.  Who’d a thunk? I hope this has helped you and spread the word.  I Googled “Facebook Promo Scam” and I see that others have been phished.  Please leave comment below.  Feel free to visit our Facebook Fan Page at the links on the right and like us.

Trying to Keep Christmas Well

Dicken’s “A Christmas Carol” is probably my most favorite story. Each year I read it or watch it (George C. Scott is in my opinion the best) to remind myself to keep Christmas well.

This year has been especially hard. I was even trying to reach out to the freshly minted ex-wife and be kind at Christmas. She hasn’t made it easy.

My Dad died a year and half ago and I hadn’t cried. My wife left me for another woman and we divorced and I didn’t cry. That’s odd. I am a crier you see. Last week end we were doing prisoner exchange. “Walk towards you Mother.” Her bitchy little control freak self never makes it easy. Her girl friend seems to have to always be there and the ex always puts up attitude to prove how much of an asshole I am. Anyway. I was trying to keep the Christmas Spirit. She was being a bitch and by the time I got home… Well I guess it was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

I started to cry. It roared for 40 minutes. You know what? After I stopped I felt cleansed. Like after a good hot shower.

Yeah I’m a crier and I’ll probably live longer for it.

In the long run maybe she gave me an unexpected Gift. She feels that Christmas is a “Festival of Greed”. But no. It’s a festival of Giving and Loving and Kindness. Even in the face of Scroogy
attitudes and down right meanness. That’s when it really counts.

So here’s a Christmas wish from me to you (and her too). That the Season finds you keeping Christmas well. Celebrate with random acts of kindness and and unthinkable Love. Without having to be visited by ghosts.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night.