The Abusive Muse

“Well, What’s the Story?”

“Well, There’s this pirate… In Truth, I Have Not Written a Word.”

Shakespeare in Love | ‘Romeo & Ethel’ (HD) – Joseph Fiennes, Geoffrey Rush | MIRAMAX



“Wake the fuck UP!”

“Who are you?”

“Your Muse.”

“Oh, I thought You That Delirium Tremens Monster.”

“No. He will be around later. Right now you have me.”

“Okay. Something on your mind?”

“Yes. You need to get up and write.”

“I am sleepy.”

“Time enough to sleep when you’re dead.”

“Really? We gonna go there?”

“Get your ass up; plant your ass on that chair. Hit the keyboard. Write!”

“Don’t wanna.”

“’Want’ has nothing, and everything to do with this.”


To Be Continued…. 


Part two here

In My ‘Not So Humble Opinion’ One of the BEST Movies To Come Out Of The ‘Cultural Wasteland’ That Was/Were ‘The Nineteen Nineties’ And As Most Of Y’all Know, I Live & Die On The Internet: Mostly Just Die

The Internet Is ALL I Have Left.

And Truth Be Told, I am Just Fine With That.


The Puppy Song” – Harry Nilsson

I Could’ve Adopted One Puppy,

But I Opted For Two Kittens

Why? Because Cats Are Like Self-Cleaning Ovens–

Very LOW Maintenance

And I NEED ‘Low-Maintenance’ In My Life Right Meow.


(More On This Later—Just As Soon As My New Camera Arrives To My ‘Mouse-House’–Later Today)

“Wish To Come True”

Cred for Vid: MrFrajzman:


One of The Most Charming Movies.


More on This Film Later…

Maybe, Maybe Not

“You’ve Got MAIL”


“Please Leave, I Beg You”

Oh, Man-Oh-Man!

How Many Times Have I Heard THAT One Before?!

Hint: Far Too Many Times

“So, He Did Not Answer The Question, Did He?”


“Maybe He’s Fat.”

“No. He would never do anything that prosaic.”

And, IMHO, ‘Prosaic’ Is a GREAT Word–It ‘says’ A lot–

With Economy, No Verbosity–

Just Seven Letters.


Fun, More ‘Read All About It’ For All My Snobbish Literary Friends

Out There In ‘Radio Land’:

Prosaic Has Literary Origins

In the past, any text that was not poetic was prosaic. Back then, prosaic carried no negative connotations; it simply indicated that a written work was made up of prose.

That sense clearly owes much to the meaning of the word’s Latin source prosa, meaning “prose.”

Poetry is viewed, however, as the more beautiful, imaginative, and emotional type of writing, and prose was relegated to the status of mundane and plain-Jane.

As a result, English speakers started using prosaic to refer to anything considered matter-of-fact or ordinary, and they gradually transformed it into a synonym for “colorless,” “drab,” “lifeless,” and “lackluster.”


Sorry Kiddos, But I Felt ‘Compelled’ to Resurrect This One: “Hooray For Hollywood?! Wish I Could… Still Give Two Shits. Yet The Magic Has Gone. Long Gone. So Long! So Wrong!”

And Sorry in advance for any screw-ups in my ‘editorial’ process, but I find blogging becoming more and more problematic for my age-befuddled mind.

Street Cred for Vid: kherrick90


“Let’s Us Go On With The Show”

Credit: TOPPOP: Star sistersP.S.,

I, Me-Thinks These Gals Are All The Same Broad:

Christina Aguilera

“Any barmaid can be a star-made”


Hey Film Buffs!
This (Below) is Required Watching!

Right On!

Spot On!

Dead On!

Thank YOU! Critical Drinker Man!

You Nailed My Same Same Sentiment!

Visit Crit Drinker Here Below:

The Genesis of all this Bullshit

(Thank You? Marlon???)


And No!
I also did NOT watch ‘The Oscars’ on My Tee-Vee Either.

I had Something Better to Do!

Like Picking The Lint Outta My Belly-Button.

(Which Was More Gratifying & Satisfying)


Golden Age
Lost Now–Magic Has Gone
Never Get It Back
That Ship Has Sailed
Missing Somewhere Over That Recent Rainbow…

My father used to tell a great story about some university asshole who was trying to impress him:

Dude said,

“The reason Wizard of Oz was in Black and White was because in the beginning, 1939, they really did not have color film.”

Daddy replied, “That is fascinating. I suppose when Dorothy got back to Kansas, they had lost that technology, as it went back to black and white.”

Come On!

Get Happy!!

For those who don’t know, Judy stole the ‘Sinatra Look’ (and his hat) Fun fact. Just my observation….

Goddamn! But she was sexy!

What a Dame!

Judy! Judy! Judy!



Just Cannot Help it.


No Business Like Show Business….
Adding-dumb Dumb da Dumb

I miss my Daddy; He loved Old Movies.

(As Do I)

Entertain Me!

Thank You!

You Did!


Summer Stock (1950) Official Trailer – Judy Garland, Gene Kelly

Cred for Share:




(Again: Bring Your Own Dresses)

It’s Silly and Stupid

(But Rather Endearing):


I love My Oh So Rich American Culture–I Ain’t Rich, but surely you know what I mean.

I love my excesses

Bring your own dresses


Am I gay?


No Way!

I don’t Play that way.

(I just Color outside the lines.)

I LOVE This Movie! The Reasons Should Be Blatantly Obvious! And To Quote Forrest: “That’s All I’m Gonna Say About That.”

I Have Started (And Re-Started) This Movie Five Times, But I Cannot Get Thru It…

Why? You May Rightfully Ask.

Because I Have The Attention Span Of A Drunken Gnat–

Sad, But True.


Seriously (Not Seriously) Related:

Read More About It Below

(If’n Ya Wanna, That Is)


Useless Information From Your Humble Author/Thief:

The Philadelphia Experiment is a 1984 American science fiction film. It is directed by Stewart Raffill and stars Michael ParéBobby Di CiccoKene Holliday and Nancy Allen and based on the urban legend of the Philadelphia Experiment. In 1943, United States Navy sailors David Herdeg (Paré) and Jim Parker (Di Cicco) are thrown forward in time to the year 1984 when a scientific experiment being performed aboard the USS Eldridge suffers a catastrophe. The film follows the two men as they attempt to survive the future and race against time to put an end to the experiment that now threatens the fate of the entire world.

Whaaaat?! Screw It! I’ll Re-Pro-Duce it! Re-Post It–Proud Of It. Spent Some Time On It. Fuk It Bucket! “Siren Songs” Be Patient—It takes a while To Load– Not sure why. (Why Do Women Fascinate Me So?–I Don’t Know–Perhaps You Do… Let Me Know…)

Rumors Floating Around Town: “Lance is Drunk.”

And Yes, I have Read Homer Iliad &, Odyssey

—Le Both

Siren Songs:

Fun Fact:

The Song was actually vocalized by Emmy Lou Harris, Allison Krauss,& Gillian Welch


“Welch was an associate producer and performed on two songs of the soundtrack of the Coen brothers 2000 film O Brother, Where Art Thou?, a platinum album that won the Grammy Award for Album of the Year in 2002.


She also appeared in the film attempting to buy a Soggy Bottom Boys record. Welch, while not one of the principal actors, did sing and provide additional lyrics to the Sirens song “Didn’t Leave Nobody but the Baby.”

In 2018 she and Rawlings wrote the song “When a Cowboy Trades His Spurs for Wings” for the Coens’ The Ballad of Buster Scruggs, for which they received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Original Song.

Welch has collaborated and recorded with Alison Krauss, Ryan Adams, Jay Farrar, Emmylou Harris, the Decemberists, Sam Phillips, Conor Oberst, Ani DiFranco, and Robyn Hitchcock.”

–Source: “Wiki-Centpedia”



Way Above: One of the best scenes from this magnificent movie.

(Which I am re-watching for the umpteenth time.)

Guess this to be my “Siren Song.”

Before I embrace death.

But what a way to Go!

Trapped/Bound by the Arms of a Beautiful Siren!


Kailee Morgue, world-renowned Siren:

Artist: Kailee Morgue
Cred for Vid: ‘Lyrics video


Beautiful Below

Cred for Vid: ‘Sarah Mc.


Not Really a ‘Siren Song,’ but Sade is one of my Sirens and this is MY Post.

I have Complete Editorial Control!

So There!

“And it hurts like brand new shoes”





Funny Bit!

To be found


Yes! I have a Sense of Humor!

(Credit: ‘Manbear TV’)

Shonnie Was My ‘Lady Macbeth’– Just Thought You Should Know This B4 You Attempt To Wade Your Way Thru This Pointless Post.

(If You Are New Here & Confused,

Just Perform A ‘Search’ For “Shonnie’ In The Search… Never-Mind…


“Look Like the Innocent Flower, But Be The Serpent under’t”


“Come you Spirits, That tend on mortal thoughts, Unsex me Here.”Or…

How to Play Mumbley Peg | The Art of Manliness


Been Here.

Done This!

(And I Have The Scars To Prove It)


Cred: Art of Manliness


Out Of All Shakespearean Female Characters

This Cowboy Finds Lady Macbeth

The Most Captivating

The Most Fascinating

The Most Stimulating

The Most Everlasting

Francesca Annis, The Best Lady Macbeth

Ever! and Forever!


Blond Ambition:


“Take The Dagger”

She Didn’t Verbalize That. She Didn’t Have To

Just Look Into Her Eyes. Could You Say ‘No?”

I Know I couldn’t.



     My dearest love,

Duncan comes here tonight.


     And when goes hence?


Tomorrow, as he purposes.


     O, never

Shall sun that morrow see!

Your face, my thane, is as a book where men

May read strange matters. To beguile the time,

Look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye,

Your hand, your tongue. Look like th’ innocent flower,

But be the serpent under ’t. He that’s coming

Must be provided for; and you shall put

This night’s great business into my dispatch,

Which shall to all our nights and days to come

Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.


We will speak further


Only look up clear.

To alter favor ever is to fear.

Leave all the rest to me


“Make Thick My Blood”

“Unsex Me Here”


Why do I hold Lady Macbeth in such high esteem one may ask?

Isn’t it patently obvious?

She is cunning. She is manipulative. She is strong. (Much stronger than her husband)

“Screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we’ll not fail.”


She is intelligent.

She is ‘ambition-on-steroids’.

She is resolute.

She is brave.


She is Affectionate and Loving.

(Yes! Oh Yes She Is!—To her husband)


She is loyal (The whole world of her ambition is her husband)


She is broken.

She is madness. (In mind and in deed)

“Out! damned spot! One, two, — why, then ‘tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and a-feard?

What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? – Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.”


She is Beautiful.

She is Beautiful.

She is So Very Beautiful


In very many respects, she reminds me of Shonnie.


But now she is gone.

“Out, Out Brief Candle

Please Believe What I Now Speak:

“I Have Supped Full of Horrors.”

Indeed! I Have!


And now for something completely different…

Just a little levity.

‘Tis Good For The Soul.

Street Cred For Vid: Wisecrack

I AM REALLY Tryin’ To Send Some Money To My Thug-Notes Homie,

But Guess What?!

The Internet is FUCKING STUPID.Yet, Know This:

The KEY To Posting On-The-Internet… Is Patience.

You Just Gotta Out-Last ’em!

But Don’t Worry! I Will Work it OUT!


Author’s Note (And Two-Cents):

Yes, I know.

Roman Polanski is an Asshole.

So What?


Anyone who ‘reads me’ knows my position on ‘artists’ and art.

If you do not, here is the ‘short’ version:

“I don’t give two cups of warm spit about what they (artists, creators, movie stars, entertainers, et cetera) do off camera, off stage, away from the set, away from the recording booth. Or whatever they choose to do while in their boudoirs.

All I care about is what they create.

Does it enrich my life?

Does it entertain me?

Does it educate me?

Does it make me laugh?

Does it make me cry?

Does it move me?

Or Does It Waste My Time?

These are the only measures of worth I employ.”


Anything Else IS A WASTE of my Mental Energy and My Time.

And My Time is the Most Valuable Thing I Own.

Or as we say in Texas (Usually about Land, but it fits even better in this context):

“Time, get all you can.

Keep all you can.

They ain’t making any more of it.”

That door swings both ways:

So, I hope I have NOT wasted YOUR Time.



More Two Cents Worth Regarding Art and Artists Here:

Below Please Find The Relevant Text If You Do Not Want To Follow The Link To The Complete Post Above.


Now I am cognizant of the fact that there are myriad ‘Madonna Haters’ out there in ‘Radio Land.’

Here is My Philosophy, (Well-Documented in some of my posts) and some advice:

You don’t have to love the ‘artist-person’ to love the art. There are lots of performers I detest because of their off-stage persona or antics, or just piss-poor personality in general.

But… That does not stop me from enjoying and appreciating their art.

I do not give two shits about their politics, arrogance, religion, sexual preferences, et cetera. If their art entertains and enriches my life, I am good with them.

On the other hand, they can be as wonderful and charming as all get out, but if they have no true performance talent, I move on.

Here is the advice part for anyone out there who may need it:

Do not be so narrow and small-minded, and full of your own morality that you prevent yourself from enjoying good art.


Want a Second Opinion?

Watch this from Critical Drinker:

That loss is yours.

And yours alone.

Believe me, the artists, the great ones especially, don’t give a shit if you boycott them or not.

Try to remember:

“Life is a Cabaret”

Enjoy it while it lasts. Don’t deny yourself value and enjoyment in your life just because some great performer pisses you off due to their persona while off-stage.


Cheers Again!

Fun, Stupid Aside: I Once Shot (And Killed A Mocking-Bird–State Bird Of Texas–It WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!

(And Yet Must I Re-Iterate , Re-Irritate, The Obvious?–

I Wrote A University – Level Paper,,,

On This Book/Movie)

(I Hid / Buried/ The Body...)