Y’all Know This Drill: PLEASE Re-Visit–I DID. Tanks In Advance. “This Was Ostensibly Meant To Be A Tongue – in- Cheek Fun Post,

But A ‘Friend’ Fuk’t It Up For Me & Pissed Me Off!

So, Natch, I Un-Loaded Both My Shot Gun Barrels Toward His / Hers General Vicinity”

But Some Asshole Took Offense Becuz I Used The ‘C’ Word–

Perhaps I’ll ‘Clean it Up Later–

But Don’T /Count Down’–

U May Drown.

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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Drowning

Cred Fer Vid: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

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It Was Directed At ME! No One Else But Me! ME FOR FUCK SAKE!

If You Be Too Stupid To Understand That Go Find Some Cute Kitten Vids To Explore & Enjoy!

Jeeze Louise!

Rent a Sense of Humor!

“Just a Quick One For Fun

(Food Makes Me Throw Up In My Mouth)”

Read the comment here if you have no life or a min of time to waste:

barbaramullenix November 15, 2021 at 12:59 Edit:

“Well, you finally topped yourself. I have some of the ‘thickest’ skin around and you finally pissed me off enough to tell you. I don’t know the sort of women you associate with, but none, to my knowledge, after hearing the work ‘cunt’ would have anything to do with you. I would reconsider your claim to be a ‘functioning’ alcoholic if you deem some of your phrasing to be anything but misogynistic.
Goodbye, and I hope you eventually get your life together.

***

I’m Calling ‘Bullshit’ On Her Comment:

Supercilious Bitch!

******

misogynistic?!

Are You fucking kidding me?!

I am about as far removed from misogyny as one can possibly be!

Read My Fuckin’ Blog!

I do nothing but celebrate & praise women on these pages!

Emmylou Harris on 3/13/77 in Chicago, Il. (Paul Natkin/Image Direct)

Today was a beautiful Texas early-autumn day.

Forever Autumn

Jeff Wayne, Richard Burton, Justin Hayward

This is a Most Beautiful Song

I Had The Entire ‘War of The Worlds’ On Cassette When I was in Sinai

Played it so much I had to buy a new copy

My cassette player ate my first

I threw THAT Cassette Player into a Wadi for The Bedouins and Bought a new, more better, more loyal one!

(Srry; I gots distracted—post is below)

Only a few problems:

I was dangerously low on booze.

(And I HATE DT MAN!)

And it was a Sunday.

And I was drunk

I refuse to drive drunk.

Not because I fear The LAW

But because I don’t wanna harm some innocent.

I went outside and sat down.

The sky was so blue

The air was so clean

I watched three crows on the wing

Diving down ever’ once in a while…

Picking up on shiny things

Joni!

Black Crow

I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky

Had heard Timothy, my neighbor, mucking about.

Figured he could drive me to the beer store soon as they could legally (Crack of Noon in Tejas–Gotta let them Church O’ Christers outta their pen) sell me some wine or beer, or le both.

And some Copenhagen and a bit of food too (While I was at it)

But he was shade-tree mechanic working on someone’s car down the way.

So I just waited and watched the crows

And day-dreamed of booze and food….

*****

To be continued

I Promise

Copenhagen Junkie – Chris LeDoux

Vid Share Street Cred: tjcrnj

Ramen Noodle Song

Vid Cred: Cartoon Connect

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Had to add

From the Commentary Section:

barbaramullenix to Lance:
“I love me some Ramen Noodles. Cheap too!

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Lance to barbaramullenix:

Yeah, Ramen Noodles are chock – full of vitamins and minerals & nutrition come to fruition

Vitamin ‘A’ for ‘Asshole, you should not be eating this’
Vitamin ‘C’ for ‘You really are a dumb cunt, ain’t ya?’

Vitamin ‘D’ for “this Dumbass gonna eat this Shit
Mineral ‘S’ for “You’re gonna have a stroke’
Vitamin ‘E’ for ‘Eat me; see what happens to yer body’

Vitamin ‘K’ for You’re not gonna be OK, So’K?”

LOLOLOLOL!

Cheers!

–Lance

*****

Try Not To Cry!

“Lance, why do You Write so much about Women?” “I write what I know.” First Rule of Thumb: Write What You Know.

Catherine Zeta-Jones: Welsh Witch Who Stole My Heart (With a bit of Stevie on the side)

Or, I gots “Cat-Scratch-Catherine-Fever”

You decide.

I have been recently chastised for writing too much about women.

Well, fuck me!

What would you have me write about?

I am a Red-Blooded Texan-American Male who still has a pulse.

This is not abnormal behavior from such a man.

Well-documented how much I love/respect/admire/lust after women I find interesting/strong/sexy/attractive…

Need I go on?

No?

Well, thank you then.

Let’s get on with the show.

Catherine!

First time I ever saw her was in the movie “Entrapment”

Well, she surely ‘entrapped’ me and stole my heart.

(and some other parts of my anatomy—But I will spare you the details on that—suffice to say, I watched her in that movie five times in a row. All in one day)

And ever since, when I want to look / listen / drool / I revisit her.

And thanks to the magic of our age, our  wonderful internet age, I can satisfy my needs.

Ain’t much into porn, but I sure as shit am into women that I admire and if they are really beautiful… and smart…and talented…. and foreign… Welsh, Brit, French, Italian, Israeli, Kenyan, Oklahoma-en…

OK, not Okie—been there—done that—married that. Divorced that.

(Which was the worst mistake I ever made. Monumental fuck up on my part.)

Read more about it here. If’n ya wanna:

Screw it.

Moving on…

I am desperately trying to build a respectful tribute post to Catherine by showing you some stolen clips from the internet.

Thank you

Watch and then drive through.

***

“Sexy” as a word fails here.

There are no adequate words to describe this….

Entrap Me Baby!

Welsh Witch

Stevie Nicks

“Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night
And wouldn’t you love to love her?
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover?”

***

“All your life you’ve never seen
A woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
Will you ever win?
Will you ever win?”

***

“Your life knows no answer”

“Dreams unwind
Love’s a state of mind”

Stevie, I love your hair.

A man could get lost in there.

Never to be seen again.

For those who like to ‘read more about it’:

Catherine Zeta-Jones was born September 25, 1969 in Swansea, Wales (and raised in the nearby town of Mumbles), the only daughter of Patricia (nee Fair) and David James “Dai” Jones, who formerly owned a sweet factory.

She attended Dumbarton House School (Swansea). Her father (the son of Bertram (1912-1970) and Zeta Davies Jones (1917-2008)) is of Welsh descent and her mother (the daughter of William (1921-2000) and Catherine O’Callaghan Fair (1920-2001) ) is of English, Irish, and Welsh ancestry.

Her brothers are David Jones (born 1967), a development executive, and Lyndon Jones (born 1972), who works at her production company. Her birth name was simply Catherine Jones, but she added her paternal grandmother’s name (“Zeta”) so as to stand out from the many other young women with the exact same name.

***

And Yes.

I have seen this one.

And I have read the book it was based upon:

And here is a fun fact:

Late one night…. dark and stormy—Some high school friends and I were stuck at a railroad crossing. There was a storm. It was fucking dark.

I had a paperback copy of the book in my hip pocket. I pulled it out and using a BIC cig lighter, read from it to my friends. Just to pass the time as the train took it’s sweet time to get the fuck out of our way…

Scared the shit out of my friends.

(They were not familiar with the story)

I really enjoyed that moment and was sad when the train finished going by…. I had not even gotten to the ‘good’ part yet.

And I have seen the original movie…

Yada

Yada

Yada

But this ain’t about that.

That belongs in one of my ‘Film Posts”

She ‘Haunts’ My Feeble Mind:

Verily Related:

Bonus!

Catherine Fever!

“Lance, why do You Write so much about Women?” “I write what I know.” First Rule of Writing: Write What You Know.

Catherine Zeta-Jones: Welsh Witch Who Stole My Heart (With a bit of Stevie on the side)

Or, I gots “Cat-Scratch-Catherine-Fever”

You decide.

I have been recently chastised for writing too much about women.

Well, fuck me!

What would you have me write about?

I am a Red-Blooded Texan-American Male who still has a pulse.

This is not abnormal behavior from such a man.

Well-documented how much I love/respect/admire/lust after women I find interesting/strong/sexy/attractive…

Need I go on?

No?

Well, thank you then.

Let’s get on with the show.

Catherine!

First time I ever saw her was in the movie “Entrapment”

Well, she surely ‘entrapped’ me and stole my heart.

(and some other parts of my anatomy—But I will spare you the details on that—suffice to say, I watched her in that movie five times in a row. All in one day)

And ever since, when I want to look / listen / drool / I revisit her.

And thanks to the magic of our age, our  wonderful internet age, I can satisfy my needs.

Ain’t much into porn, but I sure as shit am into women that I admire and if they are really beautiful… and smart…and talented…. and foreign… Welsh, Brit, French, Italian, Israeli, Kenyan, Oklahoma-en…

OK, not Okie—been there—done that—married that. Divorced that.

(Which was the worst mistake I ever made. Monumental fuck up on my part.)

Read more about it here. If’n ya wanna:

Screw it.

Moving on…

I am desperately trying to build a respectful tribute post to Catherine by showing you some stolen clips from the internet.

Thank you

Watch and then drive through.

***

“Sexy” as a word fails here.

There are no adequate words to describe this….

Entrap Me Baby!

Welsh Witch

Stevie Nicks

“Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night
And wouldn’t you love to love her?
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover?”

***

“All your life you’ve never seen
A woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
Will you ever win?
Will you ever win?”

***

“Your life knows no answer”

“Dreams unwind
Love’s a state of mind”

Stevie, I love your hair.

A man could get lost in there.

Never to be seen again.

For those who like to ‘read more about it’:

Catherine Zeta-Jones was born September 25, 1969 in Swansea, Wales (and raised in the nearby town of Mumbles), the only daughter of Patricia (nee Fair) and David James “Dai” Jones, who formerly owned a sweet factory. She attended Dumbarton House School (Swansea). Her father (the son of Bertram (1912-1970) and Zeta Davies Jones (1917-2008)) is of Welsh descent and her mother (the daughter of William (1921-2000) and Catherine O’Callaghan Fair (1920-2001) ) is of English, Irish, and Welsh ancestry. Her brothers are David Jones (born 1967), a development executive, and Lyndon Jones (born 1972), who works at her production company. Her birth name was simply Catherine Jones, but she added her paternal grandmother’s name (“Zeta”) so as to stand out from the many other young women with the exact same name.

***

And Yes.

I have seen this one.

And I have read the book it was based upon:

And here is a fun fact:

Late one night…. dark and stormy—Some high school friends and I were stuck at a railroad crossing. There was a storm. It was fucking dark. I had a paperback copy of the book in my hip pocket. I pulled it out and using a BIC cig lighter, read from it to my friends. Just to pass the time as the train took it’s sweet time to get the fuck out of our way…

Scared the shit out of my friends.

(They were not familiar with the story)

I really enjoyed that moment and was sad when the train finished going by…. I had not even gotten to the ‘good’ part yet.

And I have seen the original movie…

Yada

Yada

Yada

But this ain’t about that.

That belongs in one of my ‘Film Posts”

She ‘Haunts’ My Feeble Mind:

Verily Related:

Bonus!

Catherine Fever!