I didn’t Start the Fire. I just poured gasoline on it.
Street Cred for Vid: CollegeHumor:
Just Fuckin Brilliant!
FinallyGetting to The Point:
Peggy Ames (Last Name Redacted)
Had This Comment on My Comment:
“Soul Alchemy I am not sure but I think L. Marcom Is a troll! If not there appears to be other issues there that responding to could create further issues! At least be observant!”
I had to respond
From my Facefuk Page:
Someone Just Called me a “Troll” Troll? I am none! I am a decent, caring, good and decent man. God-damnit! Here is proof:
To Peggy Ames I wrote:
Dear Lady (BTW, My Mother’s Name was “Peggy’–May she rest in peace. You are not my mother–so do not pass unsustainable judgements on me) I am going to leave you with this (Yes. Your insult cut me to the quick and hurt much)
From my recent post on FB: “Someone Just Called me a “Troll”
“Troll?” I am none!
I am a decent, caring, sharing, (somewhat daring) good man.
God-damn it! Never a ‘Troll’. I take the time to comment on posts I ‘Like.’ I am no ‘Drive-by Liker.’ People deserve feedback when they post something that they spent some time constructing.
I am not a ‘Troll” I am a good, gracious, (somewhat humble) man Here is proof:”
Already dropped that in… see above Peggy. ‘Callen’
She took my “News-Junkie Virginity.” Then she never looked back. Never dropped by. Never mailed a postcard. Never telephoned. No Nada! Bitch! (Just kidding Christiane) You know I will always love you best!
Brilliant. Beautiful. Charming!
Every time I see her, I fall in love all over again.
(I suppose that’s how it always goes with those…
‘Just Hang on to your Good Memories Cowboy.’
Why do I love her so?
We have walked the same dirt.
In Dangerous, Desolate Places.
That is Why.
And She is Braver Than Me.
That is Also Why.
“We Have Heard The Chimes At Midnight.”
She and Me
Me and She
(Just Never Together)
Can You Imagine?
Can You Even Wrap Your Mind Around My Vain Fantasy?
Okay, So I have been ‘reviewing’ my recent posts on Socialist Media. For science. And to take my mental pulse. What did I discover?
With my two minutes of ‘research.’ I seem to be full of myself. This is probably a ‘diagnose-able’ condition. Doubtful I can get medical treatment. And even more doubtful, Could get recompense from the VA even if it were.
“Humility” is just a scare word invented by The Left to keep the rest of us inline. “Hugh-mill-ah-tee’ (That’s the Français version, Yawl) Stolen from the movie, “Camelot” 1967
Spoken to Lancelot du Lac by Queen Guinevere.
(Just some small detail to round out the post. I am a fountain of useless knowledge.)
I am having too much fun! Living (Finally! Living!) in Tejas!
Time enough to do those little things I do. Finally!
Chapter Three of ‘Escape From Memphis’ coming… Soon. So, stay tuned. Cheers, ‘Many-Feet Marcom’
So go ahead:
You know you want to.
And of course, You Knew I Just Had To:
“You Know How to Whistle, Don’t You Steve?” “Yeah, I’m simple.” The ironic thing is… I cannot whistle (Daddy could not either) Must be one of those ‘genetic fatal flaws’–
Of which I have far too many to count.
Baby kisses Bogie “Waddya do that for?” he asks. “Ben wondering if I’d like it” “What’s the verdict?” Bacal Kisses him again, through the cigarette smoke. “Don’t know yet. It’s even better when you help.” And on and on… Watch the clip. Then you will find that ‘added value.” Back in the early Nineties, I returned to University. Freshly pressed and depressed and out of the Navy. Took a class entitled: ‘Literature and Film.’ Had to write a term paper. I chose to write on “To Have and Have Not” Took me about 30 minutes to write. AT THAT LAST minute. As I do… The ‘Course’ was taught by the Head of the English Department at ET (now known as Texas A&M-at Commerce.) What I did NOT know, at the time, was that the prof, was working / writing a bio of Humphrey Bogart. Had I’d known, I would have picked a safer topic. But I did not know. Wrote my ‘term paper’ drunk outta my mind. Day before it was ‘due.’ Got an A Plus Go Figure. PS: Wish I had retained a copy of that paper. It really was THAT good. But. Alas. No.