The Joke Is On Me (And On You–For Even Being Here) Broadcast News

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Good morning!
I am feeling somewhat “normal” today.
Trying to stay two steps ahead of the neck pain.
Taking lots of Ibuprofen and booze.
Put MS Muse Out of my Misery.
But I miss her already.
I just may have a life after all.
Or not.
“O, that way madness lies; let me shun that;
No more of that.”
—King Lear, Act 3, Scene 4
Too heavy?
Fuck with me?
You’ll get what you fucking deserve.
Love,
Lance…
The NSA Are on Their Way!

“Hey! Hey! NSA! On The Way!
(Ditto the Local Cops!)
“Surround the House!”
“Madman Inside!”
“Be careful Boys!”
“Let’s Take Him Down…”
“But Quietly.”
“No Muss. No Fuss.”

*****

Do not Fuck with Me!

I will not Hesitate to Empty a Clip Into Your Dome.

MS Muse– Miss Misery:

Feel Free To Conduct A Search

For ‘Abusive Muse.’

There you may find happiness.

******

BONUS MATERIAL BELOW

Crit-After-My-Own-Heart-Drinker-Man!

If you do not watch this, or appreciate this…

Your Loss

Madness And Sadness And Gladness, (and Sorrowful Joy)

Took Me A Day And A Half,
But I have finally finished watching
“The Dresser” (for the 20th time)
(I don’t like to rush things)
“Slow down; don’t move too fast. Gotta make the mourning last”
Yes.
‘Mourning.’
“The Dresser” is perhaps one of the best Shakespearean films of all time.
I always find me crying at the end.
(spoiler alert!)
Watch it!
If you wish to be emotionally moved.
To Tears.
And Fears
Of Madness
And joy
And… enlightenment
Nothing left to say
Watch it
You won’t regret
Trust me
I’m bona fide

“We’re not dead, are we?”

(The final scene never fails to break my heart)

And I love to experience such emotion.

It is a Uniquely Human Thing:

Sorrow