TGIF and Here is The Daily Lenny: Carnegie Hall Part II
Enjoy!
(Thanks to It’s okay t.v. for posting this one on YouTube)
Thanks for visiting and listening
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Hey! I’m Writing Here!
I Wanna Be A Paperback Writer
Hey! I’m writing here! (Did I say that already?) I may have dementia.
“I haven’t seen a walk like that since Jurassic Park”
(Fleeting thoughts seem to fly away. Okay? That’s Okay, Right? Isn’t it?)
Credit:
https://www.youtube.com/user/mattfosternow
“Now Go f*ck off and leave me alone. And while you are leavin’ me alone, make me some more coffee.”
“Please.”
“and thanks for the pepperoni.”
(Sorry.. vague Lenny Bruce reference)
I actually said this aloud to my much maligned invisible muse. Bless her heart.
The dog walked over to me and inquired, “Hey! Rance!” (he cannot pronounce my name. He is a dog after all) “Rance,” he said. “You OK Bubba?”
(Overheard by some fly on some wall in some other multi-verse.)
Probably it was just the wind.
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‘Tax Day’ (they say) Means nada to me: means Bupkis! (great Yiddish word: use it in a sentence today and then it is yours for all of maternity)
Why? “‘Cause I had no income last year. That’s why!”
Oy vey! Yep! Good thing ‘bout that there: No taxes.
Creditor: http://spudcomics.com/
Moving on to today’s post…
(Oh yeah: first order of business: “The Daily Lenny”)
Well, You May Find it here, whisked into a long post about a mechanic. Yes. You will have to work to find it. So Sorry.
Let us paws for a second.
(Goddamnit Lance! Enuff with the fucking puns!)
Take a breath.
“This is swerving dangerously close to being another rant.”
*sigh*
“Yes. I know.”
*Moving on…*
Now Where was I?
Oh Yeah!
Taxes!
Not really.
CNN?
Nope (but their ‘Breaking News’ is ‘bout to break my spirit and my capacity to love anyone)
Serious for one second. I weep for those family who lost family on That Plane.
*Whew! Now we got that sentiment out of the way…*
Still trying to Move On Dot Org…
(Just kidding—I do not even know where that is)
More Breaking Fucking News!
Some idiot on CNN just said, “Let us be Frank.” (and Tom, Dick, and Harry)
(not sure in reference to what—generally—I only half-listen, but that one caught some vacant, unused part of my ear)
*Still trying to move on and find a purpose for this purposeless post*
Y’all know what?
This is gonna be an “all-day” project.
There is just too much shit running about in my head.
I will get back you.
As they say:
To be continued…
Daily Lenny: “I’m Going To Piss On You”
One may always count upon Lenny for a great provocative line.
For your perusal (and enjoyment). Here is today’s Daily Lenny:
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And yes: you may scroll to infinity….
(That is, if you desire the full benefit)
And Here is a Bonus Track:
‘High’ Ho Silver!
The Irreverent Lenny Bruce & An American Icon: Lone Ranger
Thank Y’all for your visit.
Comments always welcomed.
Daily Lenny: “People Don’t Stay”
I so wish he had stayed with us…
Just a little bit longer.
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Jackson Browne – Stay Just A Little Bit Longer – Live
Yeah, The Moron Who Posted This Vid Misspelled His Last Name.
Details Details…
Try To Pay Attention To The Details!
They Matter.
If You Don’t–It Mars Your Post.
Moron!
And Y’all Know I Despise Jackson Browne as a Person–As A Man
But I Do Love His Music–
This Is Well-Documented Here On These TT&H Pages:
Action Jackson: Jackson Browne Was / Is a Misogynist. I Kinda / Sorta Forgave Him That–No! Not Really! Never Will I Ever Forgive Him For That. Such An Asshole!
Screw It!!
WP Won’t Allow Me to Attach It!
I’m Working on a Work-Around.
Believe Me:
I Can Out-Last WordPress
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This is shortly before Lenny did not stay.
Long, but worth it.
I miss Lenny and I never even knew him,
but I do know him
as I know Shakespeare.
He left us his work.
More Lenny may be found here:
http://texantales.com/category/lenny-bruce/
And I do sincerely thank you for your visit.
Ya Know… “I have not yet begun to defile myself.” Or… “Don’t Jump & Make Trouble”
This Is Yet Another Stupid Post That Imma Gonna Re-Post. Because I’m Stupid & Have Been Afflicted With Writer’s Blockage. “Gainful Un-Employment, Part Duh”
Make It Work
Uncle Bob:
Preface:
Lance (LIFE) is An Angry Man. An Angry White Man.
Now. That (above) is just for fun
What means this?
Nothing.
Just thought I’d say it.
Why?
“Dunno.”
Read On.
(Oh! And One Last THING: If you do not follow the links, well, do not come back to me crying: “Lance! I don’t get it!”–Please don’t force me to be an asshole–I really hate that.)
Oops! Working for Not-a-Livin’
I’ve been around the world (twice). Seen two white whales fuck. Seen the sun come up over many exotic venues. Been drunk at sunup looking at Kilimanjaro. Been sober at sunset watching Jews at the Wailing Wall, mostly wailing, them Jew (sic). Seen monkeys steal golf balls off the course at Subic Bay Naval Base. (A “gimme-drop” or a ‘mulligan’ in the local rule book)
Heard the call-to-prayer while on my early a.m. runs in many Arab lands. Seen incomprehensible acts of bravery and also of coward-ness. Seen inspiring acts of kindness. Seen unbelievable acts of selfishness and cruelty. Seen some things that oh so briefly, made me want to believe in (a) God (those passed—quickly—trust me on this one folks).
Seen men die.
And seen men live.
Have made countless great friends. Friended them. Been friended. Been De-Friended. Cannot say I can even know where any one of them are today, or if they are even still alive. Such has been my way in life…
Suppose a selfish life (my take). Most who really know me would never say that. I have been called ‘Generous to a fault.’ I have also been called ‘conceited’ ‘arrogant’ ‘self-important’, ‘pompous’, ‘asshole’ et cetera, but one thing I have never been called is ‘cheap.’
I am proud of that.
In brief: “I have heard the chimes at midnight” with many good friends, however much I always seemed to cast them away, sorely by neglect. Friendship, I now know, requires tending, not unlike an aquarium or a garden. Next life… maybe.
I need not go on. Hell, most of us who attain some bit of longevity can attest to these experiences, or at least, reasonable facsimiles. Nothing unique about me here, but I have traveled a bit more than most and generally, I have taken some good mental notes.
Which kind of brings me to my point:
Jobs I Have Had: Weird Version (not in any particularly chronological order)
Walmart: I took a job at Walmart long after I had quit my regular job of almost ten years. My money had run out and I was living (by the good graces of my landlady—a friend–erstwhile lover) rent-free in Commerce, Amerika. Until she ran outta patience with me…
My intent was to attain gainful employment in Iraq, so I had quit my regular job, just SOOO certain, given my previous ‘Overseas War-Zone Experience’ that I would be beating the Head-Hunter’s offers away with a very large stick. Alas. No one seemed interested in hiring me to go to Iraq and risk my neck, (Even though I had made it abundantly clear in my cover letters that, ‘Beheading’ to me, is just a ‘scare word.’ No dice. No sale. No Job.
Strangest Aspect of working at Walmart:
Pajama Day. Yes Friends: on Pajama Day (Fridays as I do recall) a Walmart Associate could, if so desirous, wear pj’s work. Many did.
I did not.
UPS: I currently work (seasonal) for UPS. As far as I know, there are no pajama days, but there seem to be ‘incoherent days.’ I have been showing up for now two weeks and I am as clueless today as I was on day one.
If I were kind, I’d call it ‘organized chaos.’ Most of you who read me know I am not really one to spout euphemisms. No. Just ‘chaos’ will do for now. And gee! I really do hope all y’all get your parcels on-time. I truly do. Merry Christmas
SFM (Sinai Field Mission)
Completely run by the US Department of State back in the Seventies…
Wow! I have written of the insanity that went on there. Hell! There is even a documentary film on it (completely bogus, but here is the link, if you do not believe me:
http://www.zipporah.com/films/30
Hay Hauling:
Yep. A more insane occupation cannot be imagined (in The Seventies) Drunks mostly all of us hay-haulers. Peanut comes immediately to mind
Navy SEALs: What can I say?
Worm Ranch: Worm Counter.
Yeah, I used to make a living… counting red-worms: Seventy-five cents a box. Good money. Dodge the alcoholic! (For that, I did not get paid extra—it was before OSHA doan cha know…?
Enuff!
More later.
Maybe
And don’t you know?
I am the reason God Made Oklahoma.
(Not really)
But…
I have a sense of the ludicrous.
THERE IS SOME RHYME AND REASON (YES ALL CAPS) THAT I LOVE KRIS:
HITS TOO CLOSE TO HOME)
DON’T IT?
(I cannot edit this piece of shit. GD Yu Worp-De-Pressed!)
Yeah, I have pissed in a lot of sinks.
Truly, I have.
Below: Me and Hala. Amman, Jordan Circa 2000 and something
“I know this goddamn life too well.”
-Janis