“It’s Gotten To The Point… Where I’m No Fun Anymore!

I play fast and loose with English.

It is a writing style.

Look it up.

 

I love.

Nevermimind.

 

…where I’m no fun anymore.”

“I am sorry.”

Then This:

Do not worry: I don’t do drugs.

As Janis once said, “I am a juicer.”

New edit: Steven Stills!

***PROFANITY Alert*** This One Ain’t ‘Sanitized’–For-Your-Protection “I Want Another Dog (This man don’t need no maid) He ‘needs’ a doggy. Reference Neil below…”

This was my last dog–Fully All-Mine Dog–

Lock, Stock & All Four Paws DOG.

Picked Him From The Litter.

Paid My Money.

Took My Chances and Drove Him Home.

I Named Him

‘Tejas’

Y’all Should Be Able To Figure Out Why

He Wasn’t Terrible Bright

But I Loved Him Anyway

He Grew Into A Hundred-Thirty Pound

‘Bull-In-A-China-Closet Dog

(He Destroyed Every-Thing He Looked AT)

i.e., He Ran Rampant

We ‘lived’ together in Missouri with some woman.

Her name escapes me.

I think we were married Once.

But I forget her name.

No Matter; She Was Not Important to Me

But The Dog Was

I am lonely and the maids all tell me to fuck the fuck off when I try to invite them in for coffee. Just fucking coffee. That’s all. They got no time. Cannot be bothered.

I need some creature to love me

Unconditionally.

(If I go to the animal shelter and all the doggies tell me to fuck off–I may have some personal problems that need sorting out, but we ain’t there yet. Thank God)

Two legs or four. No more. I am done with spiders and snakes. I want something cuddly to love me. No more spiders or ants. Ever try to cuddle up to an ant or a spider? Trust me: it never works out as you had envisioned...

I cannot afford to be particular at this point, but I think a dog would do the trick.

Cats good too, but they are not very affectionate.

However, they are very

Low Maintenance.

Kinda like self-cleaning ovens.

Low Maintenance

I Like That in-a-cat

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But I want a fuckin’ ‘Toto Too’

“Someplace Where There Isn’t Any trouble”

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Toto! I love you!

(Dorothy I Love you too—But this ain’t about you–

I Have Already Spilled Enuff Ink On You)

More to come.

Maybe

Maybe not.

Never find one to replace the ones below….

But a reasonable facsimile…. I’ll settle for second or third best.

That would be groovy.

I disagree Neil!

I want a FUCKIN’ DOG!!

Not a Maid

(A maid’s half-life in my house would be about 20 minutes)

“I fell in love with the actress; she was playing a part I could understand.”

No Shit Neil?!

Been There.

Live There.

Got Lots of T-Shirts

Neil,

I love you Bro, but some of your lyrics and songs just piss me the fuck off. I suppose some things just don’t ‘age’ well. Not your fault. You used to be cool. Now, yer not. Such is life.

I can certainly relate.

I used to be cool too.

Now, I ain’t.

Wanna join my club?

No?

Your loss, not mine.

But I Would NOT Turn A Maid Away, If She Bravely Showed Up

P.S. I am done with turtles too!

Bonus Bonus Onus, Own Us Bonus!

See? See Link Below. Read it. Weep.

I love all kinds of critters.

But I WANT A FUCKKNG DOG

(And I will resist the urge to speak of any of my ex-wives—save that for later)

Why Did I Pick This Particular Un-Manageable Breed?

(Dogue de Bordeaux)

Here’s Why:

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I Don’t Know Why I Drop This In

At the End

‘Cept That I Love It.

Reason Enough I Guess

“Catch Up Lance!”

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We Don’t Need

No More Trouble

Hello Minefield In The Sand

(Sung to Neil Young’s “Cowgirl in the Sand”)

To an Unfeeling Landmine

So Sorry Neil

This spontaneous post is a follow up to the frivolous one below

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Hello Minefield in the Sand

Is this place at your command?

Can I live here just a while?

Can I pass your sweet, sweet style?

Not old enuff now to change my ways

When so many died here

Is this your plan?

It’s the problem with you

That makes me wanna go insane

So many innocent doan wanna play yer game

Hello dead one in the dust

You died because of us

Your band did not begin to rust

I guess it was all the sin I had

To trust a walk that didn’t seem bad

Holding out now, to change some things

Just some water; do that seem strange?

I was hoping that you’d turn bad

Go away now, I’d be not sad

But you hang around…

To kill my kids

You make me feel angry, but not like this

Purple blood on a sand background

With so much about you,

You’ll never be found…

Until you kill someone else.

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Too many people die still today from landmines meant to kill combatants in so many older, forgotten wars. 

Once-Upon-A-Time… (In My West/East/South/North Relations Mind–Things Always Seemed To Go Awry) My Life Never Lived Up to My ‘Expectations’ Never Any Relief From My Myriad Transgressions…

Once Upon A time…

Could ‘Have Had’ Any Girl I Fancied

And Too Often I Did–Much To Their Chagrin–When I Left Them–

Looking For Greener Pastures

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I was considered By The Ladies To Be ‘Handsome’-

Yet Good Looks Are NO Substitute For ‘Personality–

I Did Not Possess One Worth Mentioning…

(Probably Still Don’t)

Isn’t THAT Funny?

Now, Naw–Not So Much

Becuz Life & Hard/Careless/Lackadaisical -Livin’

Stepped Into My Path

Thus Blocking My Forward Progress

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Yet, I Harbor No Regrets

I Have Lived My Life as I Have Seen Fit

And This Roller-Coaster Ride Has Been Worth The Price of the Ticket,

“A Bargain at any Price”

And Now I Mostly Resemble Tom Hanks From ‘Castaway

Just Tryin’ To Save Wilson–

And Myself

I Have Failed A Lot of ‘Wilsons’ In My Life–

Sorry to Say

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C’est Moi In My Modern Era:

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I Used to Love This Song

“Twenty-Four And There’s So Much More…”

“Old Man, Take A Look At Your Life”

(Yeah, I ‘slightly’ changed the lyric–to suit my purpose)

Fuk Do You Think I’m Doin’ Now Neil?

Now

That Worm

Has Turned

On Me

And I Hate it

Roles Reversed!

But At Least I still Have All of My Teeth,

Well…

Save For The One That Was Lost in a Bar-fight

In Subic Bay, Ologapo City, Philippines

c. 1987

Screw it! I’ll Just Re-Post it! “Hello Minefield In The Sand” “FTW” Famous Navy Tatoo: “Fuck The World!” WP Fucked This Post Up. WordPress is Stupid, Not Intuitive. I’ll Endeavor To Fix. But Do Not With-Hold Yer Licks If you beg to differ

(Sung to Neil Young’s “Cowgirl in the Sand”)

To an Unfeeling Landmine

So Sorry Neil

This spontaneous post is a follow up to the frivolous one below

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Hello Minefield in the Sand

Is this place at your command?

Can I live here just a while?

Can I pass your sweet, sweet style?

Not old enuff now to change my ways

When so many died here

Is this your plan?

It’s the problem with you

That makes me wanna go insane

So many innocent doan wanna play yer game

Hello dead one in the dust

You died because of us

Your band did not begin to rust

I guess it was all the sin I had

To trust a walk that didn’t seem bad

Holding out now, to change some things

Just some water; do that seem strange?

I was hoping that you’d not turn bad

Go away now, I’d be not sad

But you hang around…

To kill my kids

You make me feel angry, but not like this

Purple blood on a sand background

With so much about you,

You’ll never be found…

Until you kill someone else.

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Too many people die still today from landmines meant to kill combatants in so many older, forgotten wars. 

FUCK ANYONE WHO EVER “PLACED A LANDMINE”

FUCK YOU!

Been there

Seen

that

Saw that

Hello Minefield In The Sand

(Sung to Neil Young’s “Cowgirl in the Sand”)

To an Unfeeling Landmine

So Sorry Neil

This spontaneous post is a follow up to the frivolous one below

***********

Hello Minefield in the Sand

Is this place at your command?

Can I live here just a while?

Can I pass your sweet, sweet style?

Not old enuff now to change my ways

When so many died here

Is this your plan?

It’s the problem with you

That makes me wanna go insane

So many innocent doan wanna play yer game

Hello dead one in the dust

You died because of us

Your band did not begin to rust

I guess it was all the sin I had

To trust a walk that didn’t seem bad

Holding out now, to change some things

Just some water; do that seem strange?

I was hoping that you’d turn bad

Go away now, I’d be not sad

But you hang around…

To kill my kids

You make me feel angry, but not like this

Purple blood on a sand background

With so much about you,

You’ll never be found…

Until you kill someone else.

*********

Too many people die still today from landmines meant to kill combatants in so many older, forgotten wars.