Moldy Old Posts. A Re-Visit: Shit Holes

Street Cred For Vid: Chetreo

Street Cred For Vid: Chetreo

Transcribed from an Old Post:

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I moved out within a week; a one-bedroom frame house had come available and it was a bargain at just ninety bucks a month.

It was within fifty yards of ‘the crash site’ of my Monza, just across the road from the ‘Commerce International Dirt Strip’.

The pipes would freeze, but at least I did not have to enter my digs via the shitter.

The bedroom (yes! there was a proper bedroom!) had real wood paneling and I put carpet down in the kitchen (scrap bits I had ‘liberated’ from somewhere.)

My friends mocked me for carpeting the kitchen. Never sure why; seemed perfectly normal to me.

And the living room! I decorated with an old couch and chair I had also liberated from some place. (Probably the Commerce city dump / landfill.) I built a table out of some old lumber I picked up out of some pasture.

The whole place could best (euphemistically) be described as ‘Nineteen Thirties Era Dust Bowl’–or simply–‘Rustic’. And I loved it!

Had no Television, but I had a fifty gallon aquarium and my record-player.

Many happy, drunken, pot induced munchie chili cook-offs happened at this venue and life was grand: Some of my happiest memories to this day. In truth, I enjoyed my poverty.

I could go on and on, but my mind is tired today, so you’re lucky….

Thank you very much for taking the time to visit (even though I cannot help but sheepishly, shamelessly feel I nudged, goaded, prodded you into doing so).

Nonetheless, you are very gracious and generous with your time and your kind comments have made My Day. (I am a big fan of your writing, as you may have surmised.)

Cheers to you and do not forget to hug a vet this weekend.

(I am available for hugging on a first-come-first-served-basis by the way, and it won’t cost you a dime—just send one dollar, Postal Money Order…)

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Just Had To!

Joni!

Such Grace! Such Class! Such Beauty!

There must be a God!

To Have Blessed Us With The Treasure That is She!

Joni!!

Joni!

Joni!

Vid Cred: Kehlog Albran

“Please Stay Safe” (You’re Shitting me, Right?)

Vid Street Cred: Cody Ko

“Please Stay Safe!”
Who the fuck says that?
While talking to a Reporter in Middle of the Middle East!
“Please stay safe!”
Fuck you!
Looking at you CNN
I have lived in the Middle East!
There is no ‘Safe.’

Not Here

Not there!

Then nowhere

n’est-ce pas?

No-Where

Good Luck!

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I must

I simply must

Drop in some Joni

She calms and tamps down my passions

Simply For Cynthia (Esoteric Post—Don’t Bother)

Song Dedicated to My Cynthia.
She works her butt off, looking out for all the inmates here @ Lion’s Den.

She is My Guardian Angel in Disguise.
I do not want to live in a world without her, now that I’ve found her.
And she me…

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I had a package delivery today
My neck collar/embracement
But more important:
Thank You Cards—Blank
I filled out three:

One for that dude who helped me into my house last week

One for Deb, The Warden.

And of course one for, the main one of course … for Cynthia, The Walking Boss.

I shouted her down as she was making her rounds.

Asked her to deliver my cards. Then gave her hers.
She threw her arms about my neck.

(We do not wear WuFlu Face Diapers in Texas)

While Locked in her embrace I said, “You know I love you.”
She said, “I love you more.”

Then she untangled she from me and walked away.

I watched

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Fun Fact: Donna Married two, count ’em, two, White Boys.
Maybe there is hope for me!
Alas, but she be dead…

And Hopefully in Heaven.

If there exists such a place.

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Just for fun, for all you folks out there in

‘Radio Land’

A Little ‘Bonus’ Content:
(Are you ‘Content?’)
I know I am.

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Beautiful, Wondrous Lady!

Donna!

I Have But Few Words

Fake Bitch:

Not Fake:

Ethiopian refugees who fled Tigray region, queue to receives treatment within the Fashaga camp on the Sudan-Ethiopia border, in Kassala state, Sudan December 14, 2020. REUTERS/Mohamed Nureldin Abdallah

Not Fake

Never Fake:

Since I retain my Third World Mode…

And counting my blessings…

Yet I possess/retain empathy.

I have been to Africa.

I have seen it.

Up Close

Have you?

(Vid Cred: Leeshan)

Livin’ Life Large Here in The Den, Lion’s Den

I had a package delivery today
My neck collar/embracement
But more important:
Thank You Cards—Blank
I filled out three:
One for that dude who helped me into my house last week when I was so ‘shaky.’
One for Deb—Hotel Management, Warden
And of course one for, the main one of course … for Cynthia— Walking Boss
I shouted her down as she was making her rounds
Asked her to deliver my cards. Then gave her hers.
She threw her arms about my neck. (No! No WuFlu Masks–Here in Tejas, we be keepin’ it real)

(Masks? We don’t need no masks, nor any stinking WuFlu Vaccines badges!)


While Locked in her embrace I said, “You know I love you.”
She said, “I love you more.”
Then she untangled herself from me and walked away.

I still can smell her perfume on my shirt...Hours later.

Makes me happy

I tried to make a ‘Short List’ of all the Women I love and admire. Such Folly! Who Was I Kidding?!

Below is just a ‘Short’ Collection of a Few of My Favorite ‘Things

My Humble Tribute to All The Girls

“I Regret Nothing”

—Edith

“They put in a Nickle and they want a Dollar Song.”

“When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go…”

I tried to make a ‘short’ list of all the women whom I love and admire:

“Yeah! Good Luck With That!”

(The ‘Short’ Part)

  1. Joni
  2. Linda
  3. Barbra
  4. Sheryl
  5. Carly
  6. Cher
  7. Ex-wives (all four)
  8. Melanie
  9. Janis
  10. Mom
  11. Christine
  12. Grace
  13. Julie
  14. Madonna
  15. Lanie
  16. Edith
  17. K.D.
  18. Stevie (Honorable Mention)

Then I ran out of virtual ink

Stray Tuned!

I shall expand!

But I’m in over my head!

Most people who write about ‘Fleetwood Mac’ Write about Stevie.

I write about Christine.

“Christine has such a rich, deep down dark chocolate voice . I love her”

–Lance Marcom, Circa 2021

(Stevie is such a condescending little bitch during this video—Watch it closely. Then you will see what I see)

Song-Bird! No Shit!

Carly!

Bella Madonna!

Babs!

Joni!!

Grace! No Words!

Love YOU Girl! Lanie!

Linda Baby!

K.D. Yes!

And This Beat Goes On…

I ‘Construct’ My Posts to Entertain.

No other hidden desire resides within me.