I am living in The Lion’s Den. (Not unlike Daniel) Commerce, America. Yeah, I just doxx’d myself. Do not care. Anyone got any ‘issues’ with me, Bring it! I ain’t scared. I ain’t feeble. I am still strong (with drink) And stank Don’t believe me? Just ask Shawn.
Okay That out of the way.
Washing the dishes…
This Lion’s Den is just an old renovated Hotel from the days when People actually had money and came to Commerce to see Jane or Johnny graduate from ETSU. Ancient history.
Now it is just a trailer park with nothing with wheels.
Lots of White Trash here.
I fit right in.
It is cheap. Centrally located. Comfy. And most important, Outside the jurisdiction of the Commerce City Police. Yeah. This is important to me. There are some minor inconveniences: No kitchen No laundry No real bathroom. But! But! But! No one fucks with me. I approach life with that “Lazy-Fair” philosophy Just leave me the fuck alone. Do that and we will not have any issues. Got that? Groovy. Cheers. Thank You. Drive Through Bye
(And mucho amore to anyone who comments on this post—sometimes I feel lonely)
Oh Why the hell not?
It is kinda related.
Added Unsolicited Editorial On This Post.
Moron Critic Sez:
“Lance, You May Drink Too Much.”
“See that door? Don’t let it damage you in the ass on your way out.—my First-Aid skills are somewhat rusty.
Mind Lost! Human Minds! I do believe I have misplaced mine. There are so many great posts for my blog I want to write (on my ‘to do’ list) Thank GOD I may now finally have time. But… Writing is hard! And, by nature I am lazy. Writing is HARD! Hard work. (If you’re doing it right —write?) My ‘current ‘project—is breaking down the best C/W album in the history of C/W: “Phases and Stages” –Willie. I WILL write on this! Just as soon as I sober up. (Might be a few little minutes…) Anyway, this is my update. Oh! And yes! I will also finish my “Escape-From-Memphis” story too. And someday soon. But however comma, It’s not supposed to be this way… It should come ‘natural’. It never does. I am learning this. Day-by-day. “And crawlin’ ain’t no good at all.” Wisdom words.