“This mornin…’
I shot six holes in my freezer.
I think I got cabin fever.
Somebody sound the alarm.“
Street Cred For Vid: Dennello : Northern Minnesota Creations
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By way of an update: Goodness Gracious!
Not sure what got into my head last night while penning this post, but please let me assure you and endeavor to clarify: It was all in good fun. Some of the comments I received made me feel as if my sentiments were not properly taken in the spirit they were (so carefully?) thought out and given: My fault of course due to my lack of communication skills. My point here is simply this: I do not judge folks and in fact, I do love all of humanity. I have always been pro-Every-Thing–just as long as your ‘ever’ thang’ don’t impose on my ever’ thang’. Or instill in me a desire to smack you with a dead fish.
I am pro-choice, pro-gay marriage, pro-black, pro-white, pro-red, pro-yellow, pro-brown, pro-albino, pro-short, pro-tall, pro-rich, (good for y’all), pro-North, pro-South, pro-poor, pro-homeless, pro-McMansion-ite, pro-freedom, pro-hippy, pro-military, pro-redneck, pro-freedom, pro-Texan, pro-Human.
Pretty much, as a species, I like us. (The occasional mass wars and genocide “notewithstanding”
‘Live and let live’ That has always been me.
See, there I go again. Tripping over my…. Well, I do hope y’all understand. (Now I feel somewhat better. Hope it lasts.)
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Searching for something poignant to blog, blather about.
Fail
My Muse is having a coffee…
Damn Muses! Caint trust ‘em. Caint fuck ’em. Caint shoot ‘em.
Caint kill ’em.
Anyway…
Pondering my life of last:
I swerved unto an idea:
“Post some more show tunes, Schmuck!”
Why not?
Okay. Here is mine for today:
Leave your troubles outside.
Forgot it!
🙂 I would have loved Peanut. I guess I already do since he and Squealy sound one in the same.
Val stole the show. I have watched his scenes (via YouTube) a thousand times.
I wanna grow up to be Doc Holiday. Peanut was Doc Holiday, by the way.
Hey! that almost rhymed…
I know, and I’m raggin’ ya. It’s my Southern born birthright.
I was watching your Doc Holiday. Val Kilmer did it best. My favorite line from the entire movie.
“I’ll be your daisy”, not in the endearing way.
My kids want to try me…….first words outta my mouth is that and they scatter.
I think it is an old tactic.
Poorly played today by me:
A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury…signifying nothing.”
–Shakespeare
My Friend Teela, I am working it.
As evidenced by Jimmy Buffet and the story tease? lol
Ya know; You are correct; I need to finn-ish.
For that, I will.
Tomorrow…
But, my mind runs all over the place, and mocks.
Well Lance, when you say “more later” and then, “yes, yes, I know, more later”
I kinda expect …..you know……more later. 🙂
I doubt not that it will be an enlightening experience.
Honestly Teela, I did not think anyone was interested.
There is much there, and believe me: it is endearing.
YOUR ASS OFF SIR: (in a Seal like voice)
Still waitin’ for the rest of the South Pacific.
Or did I miss it?
Some of my best moments have been experienced in the middle of shit storms. “There was that time once, back in Oh Five, (Or was it ’77?) … We had just left that bar in Baghdad, or was it Cairo? and them Gomers….Well, they were pissed.”
Teela, I should be laughing, right?
You always make me smile.
Pretty damn commendable. Shit storm and all. 🙂
Thanks for clarifying. Regarding Mr Hemmingway, what is your favourite book of his? I really enjoyed ‘The Sun Also Rises’ and I have a ‘Moveable Feast’ to read. Cheers.
I put this here, because my WP ‘Theme’ makes reading responses to comments… untenable.
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Matthew, I was not satisfied with what came across. I have a horrible propensity to write something and just ‘get it out there.”
There is an apocryphal saying out there attributed to E. Hemingway: “Write Drunk; Edit sober.”
I do know your comment was in just in jest, but I was not happy with some of the ambiguities in my post. That pretty much is it. I am passionate about my writing and I hate getting facts wrong, even if no one knows what is in my head.
Wow! To much info.
Thank you for responding.
Matthew, I was not satisfied with what came across. I have a horrible propensity to write something and just ‘get it out there.”
There is an apocryphal saying out there attributed to E. Hemingway: “Write Drunk; Edit sober.”
I do know your comment was in just in jest, but I was not happy with some of the ambiguities in my post. That pretty much is it. I am passionate about my writing and I hate getting facts wrong, even if no one knows what is in my head.
Wow! To much info.
Thank you for responding.
Why did you revamp it? My post was meant in jest. It was great.
I re-vamped the post in an effort to sort out where my mind went off-track.
Thanks for your patience.
And thanks for the comment.
I re-vamped this post, hoping to clarify.
My internet is shit today, so if you see this more than once, my apologies.
We live in an increasing metrosexual society. Back in the 90’s for instance one may have thought my sweet spot for Bergman romantic comedies was a little shall we say, ‘gayish’, but because men are becoming more like women and vice versa such stereotyping faded probably soon after George Constanza said, ‘My father’s gay’. Besides all that I thought your post was hilarious. Cheers.
Well, yes of course they do. There are some stereotypes, mostly irrational.
Thanks Matthew for the comment and for the visit.
I completely agree with you on both points.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Many gay and heterosexual people do the same things. Quite astonishing ain’t it?
I’m pretty sure things can’t be gay, and don’t knock being “lumped in” with the LGBT community. They are a fun crowd, in my experience. (I don’t play for that team either, not that it matters.)
I’ve tried repeatedly, but Liza just doesn’t fancy my tickle. She’s certainly very talented, just not my bag.
I ain’t latent either.
Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
Give Liza another shot.
I dig musicals, and I listen to Bette Midler with my wife, too. Can’t really stand Liza Minnelli, though, so I guess I’m not a latent homeboy-sexual. Not that it’s ever been a question, but I’d hate to find out after getting old and missing out on so many opportunities.
I know… I am broke dick dog.
Thanks for re-plyin’
Loving musicals doesn’t make you gay. A friend of mine is a retired state police officer, father of two… and creates BEAUTIFUL quilts.