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I Love Women So Much. Call Me a ‘Slut’–B’leve Me: I’ll Answer To THAT. Or… Just Leave Me Alone: I’ve Been Called Worser B4. Please Re-Visit:

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Jewel is such a Large Part of My “Like”–I Really Really Really Wanna Write This Post Right Now, But My Thoughts Are Too Burdensome–Too Cumbersome–Too Heavy–Too Dreary–And All At The Same Same Time: Too Happy, If that Makes Some Semblance of Any Sense.

And I’m Sensitive. Please Be Careful With Me. Maybe Later I’ll Write this… It Will Be All About My Country, My America, My Military, My Uh… Never mind.

Maybe Later.

It is All About

My Country,

My America,

(And Being Kind & Respectful)

And About

My Military…

N/M…

Later Perhaps,

When I Get Drunk Enough.

And No Longer Care Enough To Give a Fuk

I’m Sensitive—

WP Will NOT Let Me Drop The Vid!

Screw It–Y’all Know The Song

Bizzaro Words Coming From An ‘Almost’ Navy SEAL–

Yes. I Know

“And I’d Like to Stay that Way”

Jewel – I’m Sensitive

Live 2020 from Pieces of You 25th Anniversary Concert:

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And Hang On

To

My

Humanity

My Insanity

My Sensitivity

I’m sensitive

And I’d Like to Stay That Way

Jewel Sang It Best:

“It Doesn’t Take A Talent To Be Mean.”

A Silly Aside:

When Jewel first Burst Upon the Scene, I remarked to Gina, Older sis Of My first Love–

Who Probably Should remain Nameless Within These Pages.

I remarked to Gina:

“Jewel is the Next Joni Mitchell”

Gina’s respond to me:

“Stop smokin’ what-ever-the-fuk-you-been-smokin’ You’re an idiot Lance”

I slinked away in shame…

Not Really. I Knew My Mind

Fuk It!

But Fuk Gina:

I Know More About Jewel Than Most People

Walking Around Stealin’ My Air

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I Still Love Jewel

Even Though She Never rose up to Her Full Potential

Apparently

She Had better things to do

Like Living a Life–

A Real One

We are Everry day Angels

‘Sensitivity’

Cred for Share: Oscar Hernandez

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Who the Fuk Gonna Save Yer Soul?

“Hey Lance! No One but You!”

Lance!

Save Your Own Soul–

We Be Too Busy to Humor You

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Maybe I’ll Write This Later

When I am Really Pissed Off

But I Am Not Pissed Off

Right Now.

(Give Me Some time–I’ll get there)

But For Now

I Am

Happy & Content

(Don’t Get Comfortable With It)

Don’t Spoil It All With Vapid, Stupid Comment

“Well I’ll Be damned;

Here comes Your Ghost Again“

Sorry

I’ll Try To Do Better

Not Really,

But It Looks Good In Print.

One Last Re-Baited, Inebriated, Re-Shit Re-Post-I-Cated… Then I am gonna Get Really Stupid Drunk and Queue up a Good Movie. Thank u For Reading if Yu Do. “Here Comes Yet Another Drunken Rant: Stand By For Heavy Rolls As The Shit Comes About”

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And I claimed to hate The Eighties.

I lied.

To myself.

I loved “Blondie” Ever Since Day One

“Soon found out, I was losin’ my mind.”

(Yup. I changed the Title. It’s My Blog After All,  Ain’t It?)

The Eighties SUCKED Music-Wise

(And Other-Wise)

Wow! What a Bold Statement!

“Yes, and I stand by it.”

Now… Y’all, fess up! The Eighties were devoid of decent music, save a few, (Damn few) exceptions.

Hey! We are talking ‘bout the decade of want here! The Decade of “We want shoes! Therefore we am!” Ya know what? Fuck The Eighties! I was still a young man during them yet, even I, even I… scratched my head and pondered The End of Western Civilization.

maddie

(But Damn! How I did love Madonna!)

I served my country during The Eighties.

I loved Reagan during The Eighties.

I grew prematurely old during the Eighties.

What the hell was there not to love?

About The Eighties?

Well…

For Starters,

The Eighties were not The Sixties, nor The Seventies.

The Eighties Had NO Moral Compass.

The Eighties had NO WAR to protest.

The Eighties had Nothing, save for ‘Michael Jackson’ and ‘Rambo’ and such jokes make not a decade to be proud of.

OK: Bet Yer Socks

There is more to come.

And Comments along the way: Encouraged

This Post Will Be Heavily slightly  Not Edited, but you will see all the edits (of which there will be none), as per my wont, and my promise in a  previous post. (Yeah: work in progress…)

Stay Tuned

Y’all

(Then again, I may probably won’t just delete this and move on)

So read fast; leisurely if you’re of a mind to…

And, if you have come this far:

I actually want  really desire this to be a ‘community post’. Now, what I mean by that is this: Throw in your comments/musings/rants/raves/loves/hates about The Eighties. I will mesh them into the post. (with credits to authors) This could be fun (if we allow it)

And if y’all believe that shite,

I have a bridge for sale–Cheap

A bargain at any Price

just kidding–I swear! I will fold any comments into the post)

Come on now! You know you have an opinion!

 

Cheers and Beers!

–Lancers

The eighties? what were we thinking????

I love Linda So Much! I Need to STFU About this! Still Working / Updating On This One. Deleted The Other One. “I Have Not, Not, Yet NOT Written Nearly Enough About My Love: My Linda. I am gonna fix this soon. Stand By!”

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She Melts My Heart

Just Like a Wheel

A Broken, Melted One

Respectful Tribute to Linda

Hopefully Well Done!

Bravo!

Watch This One Immediately Below

It Will Bring a Tear to You Eye

Linda is All Class

Watch Her Reactions

“Hurts So Bad”

Linda, you know I am gonna love you.

For a long

Long

Long

Long

Time

Forever – Time

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The Absolute Best Drum In The History of Different Ones

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Silver Threads Holding Me Together

Linda, I have always Adored You

“Faithless Love”

Lay Down Next To Me

Just for a Moment

Then My Life Will be Complete

And I can die in happiness and peace

With your memory as my last memory of happy

I’m getting too emotional over this.

I need to stop.

But, I’ll continue

Soon

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Right Sentiment

Wrong Linda

But thank you Paul

All Lindas are Awesome

(In my personal life experiences anyhow)

“La La La La Lovely Linda”

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Oh!

And Mandys are dandy too!

Mandy’s of the World: Steer Clear of Lance Marcom! (Trust Me On This Ladies)

Still? Nav Mode? Bullshit! Always in Sailor Mode! “Sea–Somewhat of a Stream of Almost Consciousness” And Somewhat Of A “Confession” RE: My Previous Post. Don’t Grow Too ‘Comfortable’ With This Side Of Me Cannot Properly Edit This. (Thanks Wanker WordPress!) Sorry Y’all for Some Redundancies. I Can’t Fix STUPID–wORDpRESS

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For ALL NAVIES–ALL SAILORS–ALL COUNTRIES—

Sailors of The World–All The World Over

SHARE A

Special

Brother-Hood

&

Sister-Hood

Race, Class,

Don’t Matter

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“For Those In Peril On The Sea”

Well, there’s so many sinking now
You gotta keep thinking
You can make it through these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs

Joni

Blue songs are like tattoos
You know I’ve been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey, blue, there is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in

OK

Once

Maybe

Twice

I Have Been Scared At Sea

Ship Hits The Fan!

“The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”

Creds: Gordon Lightfoot — Artist & Zeezy — Vid Share

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The scariest thing to me…

Was at sea.

In the Indian Ocean, late one night

(That “IO” That Ho!)

Late at Night.

And the ship was tight.

And the waves were big.

Real big.

IO, She was angry.

And I was scared.

(No! HE Was scared).

I was never scared!

I was drinking coffee… And in between, walking on the bulkheads—all you sailors out there—can relate, and compare…

Never scared, but aside from my ‘coffee mates,” I knew, did, had done… the same drill… Too many times. (Fuckin’ Black-Shoe Navy!)

And if any of y’all find any of my  ‘Sea Stories” unbelievable…The preamble to any good sea story is “This is a no-shitter…”

And then there was Melville…I’ve been around the world and  once saw two white whales fuck.. I did. And there were dolphins… standing by… giggling.

 I have been to Australia.

Twice

And it follows, I have been to sea before:

And here, (for you purists) is the original, stolen from “Hejira”:

My Thanks to

“I’m just a simple soldier Son.

“With one more Year to Go.””

Expanded! Screwed-UP Inebriated! Added Gene Kelly! Happy, Up-Beat Song! *** Mess’d With! Edited To Death! With!

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Janet (My First) And I Used to Lament and Vent… And Cuss On “The Eighties’,

Even While ‘Living’ In Them

What Were We DRINKING?

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Paula is…

Paula

And Awesome!

Vid Share Cred: Paula Abdul (duh!!)

JUST FER FUN!

“I’m Happy Again!”

These Life Simple Pleasures

Up-Dated–I Cannot Wrap My Moron Mind Around How I Managed To Leave Out Some Of The Most Important Vids! “She’s Like The Wind”–“Just A Fool to Believe—“Jennifer Grey, Okay?! I Know She Was a Famed Flaming Bitch to Work With–Precisely Why I Love Her So Marvelous Much! (And Some Other Superfluous Stuff)”

Vid Share Cred: lbarnard86

Awright: Here (Hopefully) Is The ‘De-Fucked Version’–Why Is My Life So Difficult? “Sometimes There Just Aren’t Enuff Crud Eaters” Redux–Major Expanded–New & Improved! The Text is WAY Too Big, But I dare Not Try To Fix That. WP Has It In For Me! You See.

The Sinai Desert Wrecked ME!

Ruined me!

Fucked Me!

HARD!

Eyes Wide / Wild Fuckin’ Open! Shut!

I love The Inter-Text!

Fuk This!

I’ve been to Baghdad

Fuck U

No Bare Feet Beyond This Point

And I claimed to hate The Eighties.

I lied.

To myself.

Beautiful Jennifer and Patrick Sleazy

Yeah! I know Jennifer Was a Bitch-on-Wheels to Work With

Precisely why I LOVE Her

Dirty Dancing Reunion! Jennifer Grey and Kenny Ortega Head To Street Food Cinema For the 30th Anniversary Of The Classic Film!

******************

Found Out It Was A Pain-In-The-Ass

I LOVE You

Debbie Harry!

“Soon Found Out, I Was Losin’ My Mind”

(Yup. I changed the Title. It’s My Blog After All,  Ain’t It?)

The Eighties SUCKED Music-Wise

(And Other-Wise)

Wow! What a Bold Statement!

“Yes, and I stand by it.”

Now… Y’all, fess up! The Eighties were devoid of decent music, save a few, (Damn few) exceptions.

Hey! We are talking ‘bout the decade of want here! The Decade of “We want shoes! Therefore we am!” Ya know what? Fuck The Eighties! I was still a young man during them yet, even I, even I… scratched my head and pondered The End of Western Civilization.

maddie

(But Damn! How I did love Madonna!)

I served my country during The Eighties.

I loved Reagan during The Eighties.

I grew prematurely old during the Eighties.

What the hell was there not to love?

About The Eighties?

Well…

For Starters,

The Eighties were not The Sixties, nor The Seventies.

The Eighties Had NO Moral Compass.

The Eighties had NO WAR to protest.

The Eighties had Nothing, save for ‘Michael Jackson’ and ‘Rambo’ and such jokes make not a decade to be proud of.

OK: Bet Yer Boots

There is more to come.

And Comments along the way: Encouraged

This Post Will Be Heavily slightly  Not Edited, but you will see all the edits (of which there will be none), as per my wont, and my promise in a  previous post. (Yeah: work in progress…)

Stay Tuned

Y’all

(Then again, I may probably won’t just delete this and move on)

So read fast; leisurely if you’re of a mind to…

And, if you have come this far:

I actually want  really desire this to be a ‘community post’. Now, what I mean by that is this: Throw in your comments/musings/rants/raves/loves/hates about The Eighties. I will mesh them into the post. (with credits to authors) This could be fun (if we allow it)

(And if y’all believe that shit, I have a bridge for sale–just kidding–I swear! I will fold any comments into the post)

Come on now! You know you have an opinion!

Meow!

 

Cheers and Beers!

–Lancers

The eighties? what were we thinking????

I fail at Words!

To properly “Express My-Self”

And My LOVE

For Madonna!

WP Will Not Allow Me! To Put It In Then

Comment

Where it should go!

Fuck YOU WP!

Where did I go Wrong?

I woke up!

Expanded! Inebriated! Fucked With! Edited To Death! With! “FUK IS WRONG With ME??? Another Re-Spam: A Re-Rant, If Yu Will. Will? Where the Fuk? Are You??. Why am I So Angry of Late?? What is WRONG With Me? Can There Ever Be Anything RIGHT With Me? Other Than My Politics?— “Here Comes a Rant: Stand By For Heavy Rolls As The Shit Comes About”

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Janet (My First) And I Used to Lament and Vent… And Cuss On “The Eighties’,

Even While ‘Living’ In Them

What Were We DRINKING?

****

Paula is…

Paula

And Awesome!

Vid Share Cred: Paula Abdul (DuH)

JUST FER FUN!

Vid Share Cred: lbarnard86

Awright: Here (Hopefully) Is The ‘De-Fucked Version’–Why Is My Life So Difficult? “Sometimes There Just Aren’t Enuff Crud Eaters” Redux–Major Expanded–New & Improved! The Text is WAY Too Big, But I dare Not Try To Fix That. WP Has It In For Me! You See.

The Sinai Desert Wrecked ME!

Ruined me!

Fucked Me!

HARD!

Eyes Wide / Wild Fuckin’ Open! Shut!

I love The Inter-Text!

Fuk This!

I’ve been to Baghdad

Fuck U

No Bare Feet Beyond This Point

And I claimed to hate The Eighties.

I lied.

To myself.

Beautiful Jennifer and Patrick Sleazy

Yeah! I know Jennifer Was a Bitch-on-Wheels to Work With

Precisely why I LOVE Her

Dirty Dancing Reunion! Jennifer Grey and Kenny Ortega Head To Street Food Cinema For the 30th Anniversary Of The Classic Film!

******************

Found Out It Was A Pain-In-The-Ass

I LOVE You

Debbie Harry!

“Soon Found Out, I Was Losin’ My Mind”

(Yup. I changed the Title. It’s My Blog After All,  Ain’t It?)

The Eighties SUCKED Music-Wise

(And Other-Wise)

Wow! What a Bold Statement!

“Yes, and I stand by it.”

Now… Y’all, fess up! The Eighties were devoid of decent music, save a few, (Damn few) exceptions.

Hey! We are talking ‘bout the decade of want here! The Decade of “We want shoes! Therefore we am!” Ya know what? Fuck The Eighties! I was still a young man during them yet, even I, even I… scratched my head and pondered The End of Western Civilization.

maddie

(But Damn! How I did love Madonna!)

I served my country during The Eighties.

I loved Reagan during The Eighties.

I grew prematurely old during the Eighties.

What the hell was there not to love?

About The Eighties?

Well…

For Starters,

The Eighties were not The Sixties, nor The Seventies.

The Eighties Had NO Moral Compass.

The Eighties had NO WAR to protest.

The Eighties had Nothing, save for ‘Michael Jackson’ and ‘Rambo’ and such jokes make not a decade to be proud of.

OK: Bet Yer Boots

There is more to come.

And Comments along the way: Encouraged

This Post Will Be Heavily slightly  Not Edited, but you will see all the edits (of which there will be none), as per my wont, and my promise in a  previous post. (Yeah: work in progress…)

Stay Tuned

Y’all

(Then again, I may probably won’t just delete this and move on)

So read fast; leisurely if you’re of a mind to…

And, if you have come this far:

I actually want  really desire this to be a ‘community post’. Now, what I mean by that is this: Throw in your comments/musings/rants/raves/loves/hates about The Eighties. I will mesh them into the post. (with credits to authors) This could be fun (if we allow it)

(And if y’all believe that shit, I have a bridge for sale–just kidding–I swear! I will fold any comments into the post)

Come on now! You know you have an opinion!

Meow!

 

Cheers and Beers!

–Lancers

The eighties? what were we thinking????

I fail at Words!

To properly “Express My-Self”

And My LOVE

For Madonna!

WP Will Not Allow Me! To Put It In Then

Comment

Where it should go!

Fuck YOU WP!

Where did I go Wrong?

I woke up!