I Am Walking About Piss’d Off Lately. Someone, Anyone… Take me AWAY! OK??

Where to begin?

Dunno.

Folks: I have not been ‘here’. (There is an obvious statement). I have NOT been here.

OKAY! We got that!

Lance!?

Yes?

OK: I am not here. Not really here. I want to be somewhere else. Yep. I wanna be some’whar else.

Why? You ask.

Simply because I need to be somewhere else.

I think I will start with Sierra Leon…

Or Ethiopia (Just for Joni)

(Video credit: Leeshan)

Because, I need.

I need to be somewhere else.

Where I can do some good. Be a noble man once again. I miss that noble man once known as ‘Lance’. Where the fuck did he go? What happened to him??

“We miss him and his bullshit. Most of all, we miss his sincerity and his good heart. The tinge of Texas bullshit, we can live with. We see the man buried underneath the bullshit.”

Cheers,

Lancers

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Dorothy! I feel ya Girl!

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P.S. Fuck YOU WordPress!

Why cannot I edit my post the way I wanna fucking edit it?

Fuck you

Fuck you

Fuck you

And when you are finished getting fucked

Shoot yourself

In the head

Thrice.

Nice

We’ll call it ‘sucide.’

“Tough motherfucker! He shot his’self in the head. Three times! Tough determined sonuvabitch. Guess he wern’t fuckin’ around. He was serious.”

“Calgon, Take Me Away!”

Just one more in the

“I cannot believe I wrote this shit”

Category.

I’ve already lost myself,

But not in “luxury”

Street Cred Share for Vid: blocqut

Artist: Jerry Samuels (billed as Napoleon XIV)

Street Share Cred: ‘SoZ Satire incorporating The Whitechapel Whelk.’

https://sozsatirenews.wordpress.com/tag/the-whitechapel-whelk/

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For ALL The Girls I’ve Loved Before:

“We’ve gotta get outta this place.”

(How many times and places have I said this to each all of them?)

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For some of y’all out there who may have wondered where the hell I’ve been lately…

Well, I have been endeavoring with gusto and, actually, extreme prejudice, to ‘reinvent’ me. You see, I want to be a ‘happier, gentler, kinder’ kind of blogger. I no longer want to post rants, though I do love to RANT.

*alas*

Below please find some Rant Links from My Past. I believe they are representative:

Anyhow, the frontal lobotomy and the Prozac, and the small furry kitten to pet, and the re-education classes (particularly loved Those!), have all done wonders for my mental frame-of-reference. Oh! And to whomever sent me that ‘Care-Package’ of Calgon-Bath-Oil-Beads… Gee thanks.

They took me away. But too late, for ‘They’ had already taken me away… Nice try. I loved the sentiment anyhow.

If you happened to read my last post, you will have discovered that I have taken on some menial labor. Now: This is no disrespect to those who perform such. Au contraire! It is just a fact. And I did mention with accolades, how very much I enjoy it (menial labor).

The thing is, is, I am just in a slump—between gigs—gigs that

 

Lance Looks in the Mirror

this, this 24 hour news cycle which always gets it wrong. (Yes: CNN, Fox, American BBC, American Al Jazeera: I am talking about you—and all the other ‘News Networks.’ Ad nauseam.)

I belong in War Zones; that is the only kind of Gainful Employment Venue I am well-suited for.

More to come…

Cheers.

****

Just to prove I am still a Cock-Eyed Optimist:
Ain’t nothin’ but good times ahead Y’all
(Just kidding)
Hahahaha!

I ADORE both of these women.

Have.

ALL MY LIFE.

(And The Bab’s Sailor Girl Suit???!!!)

Oh.

My.

God!!

“Calgon, Take Me Away!”

I’ve already lost myself,

But not in “luxury”

Street Cred Share for Vid: blocqut

Artist: Jerry Samuels (billed as Napoleon XIV)

Street Share Cred: ‘SoZ Satire incorporating The Whitechapel Whelk.’

https://sozsatirenews.wordpress.com/tag/the-whitechapel-whelk/

*****

For ALL The Girls I’ve Loved Before:

“We’ve gotta get outta this place.”

(How many times and places have I said this to each all of them?)

******

For some of y’all out there who may have wondered where the hell I’ve been lately…

Well, I have been endeavoring with gusto and, actually, extreme prejudice, to ‘reinvent’ me. You see, I want to be a ‘happier, gentler, kinder’ kind of blogger. I no longer want to post rants, though I do love to RANT.

*alas*

Below please find some Rant Links from My Past. I believe they are representative:

Anyhow, the frontal lobotomy and the Prozac, and the small furry kitten to pet, and the re-education classes (particularly loved Those!), have all done wonders for my mental frame-of-reference. Oh! And to whomever sent me that ‘Care-Package’ of Calgon-Bath-Oil-Beads… Gee thanks.

They took me away. But too late, for ‘They’ had already taken me away… Nice try. I loved the sentiment anyhow.

If you happened to read my last post, you will have discovered that I have taken on some menial labor. Now: This is no disrespect to those who perform such. Au contraire! It is just a fact. And I did mention with accolades, how very much I enjoy it (menial labor).

The thing is, is, I am just in a slump—between gigs—gigs that

 

Lance Looks in the Mirror

this, this 24 hour news cycle which always gets it wrong. (Yes: CNN, Fox, American BBC, American Al Jazeera: I am talking about you—and all the other ‘News Networks.’ Ad nauseam.)

I belong in War Zones; that is the only kind of Gainful Employment Venue I am well-suited for.

More to come…

Cheers.

****

Just to prove I am still a Cock-Eyed Optimist:
Ain’t nothin’ but good times ahead Y’all
(Just kidding)
Hahahaha!