Monthly Archives: March 2022
Yeah. I’m Just Screwin’ Around. “Coping With Hagen” I am so tired. I Caint Walk. My legs have Stopped Working.

“WARNING: THIS PRODUCT CAN CAUSE GUM DISEASE AND MOUTH CANCER”
Now they tell me
I may be properly fucked
(Well at least it don’t cause WuFlu)
Chris Ledoux-Copenhagen:
How I live my life (But Y’all already know this):
Video compilation credit: biggestkkfan
I Really Don’t Like to Use Euphemisms, Clichés, Vapid Expressions, ‘Nice-Polite-Speech,’ Trite Sayings, Bull-Shite! I Hate That! With All My Might!
It’s Like Wearing Chain Leggings After A Ship Wreck and Yer Just Hoping To Reach The Beach. But To Be Completely Honest With My Readers, (Which I Have Always Promised to Be)… Trying to Mend My Speech Runs So Contrary Against My Sanity. I’m Just Sayin’. Still Waters Run Deep. Please Try To Remember That.
“Soft Language”
Cred: George
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“You Don’t Find Roses Growin’ On Stalks Of Clover”
This
(Below)
is a ‘Fricken’…
No!
‘Fucking’
Awesome
Sexy Video!
WoW!
Just Fuckin’ Wow!
Oh!
My!
God!
Paula Abdul!
Eat Your Heart Out!
J/K Paula!
But
Day’um!
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This One Below!
I fu*ked up the Sequence!
So typical of Me!
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Creds For The Two Above: Martina McBride
Cred: Lynn Anderson
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But I Do respect The Fact That Some of My Prose Is Found To Be Offensive. I am trying To Do Better—Please Don’t Hate Me.
I am a Sailor—Old Habits Die Hard. I am Really Trying To Do Better. It has Never been My Intention to Offend (Well There Have Been A FEW Exceptions)
Theist Named “Kent”
But My Intend Is To Leave this World As A Better Man
Than I Have Been
Clint Black was born in Long Branch, New Jersey, one of four children born to G.A. and Ann Black. The family moved back to Texas, where G.A. Black had been raised, before Clint was one year old. He was raised in Katy, Texas. Music was always present in the house.
(I cannot rem from where I stole this. Screw it!)
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Cred For Vid: Gaming with Shao
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I yam what I yam!
I use A LOT of Profanity
I’m a fucking sailor!
What else would you expect?
From a fuckin’ sailor
And saying “I’m sorry” for what I am ain’t in my repertoire, or bag of tricks.
Some shit that needs to be removed from the writing/speaking vernacular:
“At the end of the day…”
(I heard some asshole use this one three times on CNN during a ninety second interview. I wish I were making this up. I ain’t.)
“Think outside the box”
“As we speak”
“All that said”
I could go on, but pretty sure you caught my drift (another trite Cliché–sometimes, I will admit, they are ‘useful’
Anyway…
I have high hopes for us as writers.
To be more original.
I know we can do it!
BECAUSE I HAVE HIGH HOPES!
I’m Really Having a Bad Day, Problem Today! I Miss My Sister! “Twisted Duet (Just One More Madelyn Memory…)” I Was in Denial for Years! Now, recently, the dark, stark realization washes over me, I cannot deal with this! I Miss My Sis! I Miss My Sister!

One Saturday night, Madelyn and I (And Jennifer Rambo)
Found ourselves standing before Daddy.
In His Study.
That Bitch Gloria
(My Step-Mom)
was there as Well.
Our ‘Mission’… was to procure/beg money.
Maddy and Jennifer did this Joni (as a) Duet and Perfection two-part Harmony:
a capella!
“Twisted”
Street Cred For The Vid: JoniJourney
(It was Brilliant!)
It worked.
But Madelyne never failed to understand / underestimate her powers
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(They Got Ten bucks.
Each.
And left.)
As Madelyn was hitting the ‘Exit Door,’
(With her combined fortune of twenty bucks)
she cast a ‘sideways’ glance at me over her shoulder and grinned, not un-like a Cheshire Kitty.
I knew exactly what she said, un-said:
“Try to follow my act Asshole. Love Ya! Mean it! Good Luck!“
Bitch!!!
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That Bitch Gloria then looked me up-and-down, said,
“Well, Lance? What can YOU do?”
I wanted to say,
“I Can Strangle you in your sleep Bitch!”
“I can strangle you in your sleep.”
I really wanted to say that!
But of course, I didn’t say that.
So, I said, “I Cain’t sing or dance; I just want ten bucks.”
Daddy smiled at me.
Pulled out his wallet again, gave me a ‘tenner’—and said,
“Here you go Son. Be careful.”
That Bitch Gloria was not amused.
But I was.
As I exited Stage Right.
Smartly.
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I miss Madelyn so much.
And I miss Daddy.
Of Course.
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Some day, one day, I will empty gallons of virtual ink… about my father.
But I am not yet ready.
Not Today
Must Re-Post Because I’m An Idiot. And a Sentimental Old Fool. “Leonard Cohen’s Muse–Suzanne Verdal, & Musing About Muses–Or, What You Will (“And you know that she’s half-crazy”–therein lies the attraction…)”

Suzanne Verdal:
Fascinatingly, Beautiful, Fantastic, Ethereal Woman.
And The Quintessential, Perfect Muse.
And this is gonna sound ‘messed up,’ but Suzanne reminds me of my Mother:
One of The ‘Original Hippy Chicks.’
My Beautiful Mother:

(Link Also Awaiting Your Perusal at the End of this Post–‘Turtle Blues.’)



No ‘New’ Prose From Me Found Here Today.
Just some very-much-worth-watching videos
If you are a ‘writer,’ that is
Enjoy.
I Will Pen Some-New-Shit…
Presently
Soon
Probably
Maybe
Hopefully
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If you have yet to read my “Abusive Muse” Series,
you may discover the link at the bottom of this post.
Cheers Y’all!
And WRITE ON!
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Suzanne is….
So Wonderfully Charming.
So Charming.
So Charming.
So Charming.
Suzanne
Cohen’s Writing ‘Process.’
(I cannot Find the Original Poster of this Post to Credit—G’dammmnit)

As Promised Up Above:
My Mother–The Original Hippy Chick:

Hint: Not Really My Mother, but how she saw herself
Original HIPPY CHICK
I LOVE You MOM!
(If you do not Appreciate My Sense of Twisted Humor, You Most-Likely took a wrong Turn at Albuquerque)
Twisted:
Video Credit: ‘Joni Journey’
I am so Very Proud of the Brave Ukrainians. They are Standing Their Ground And Holding Fast In Spite of all odds against them. God Be With Them!

That’s Really all I wanted to say.


Hallelujah – Leonard Cohen’s song for Ukraine with new lyrics, 2022
Cred: Shirley Șerban
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