“Well, What’s the Story?”
“Well, There’s this pirate… In Truth, I Have Not Written a Word.”
Shakespeare in Love | ‘Romeo & Ethel’ (HD) – Joseph Fiennes, Geoffrey Rush | MIRAMAX

Cred For Vid Share: ana2bananas
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“I Don’t Like Spiders And Snakes”
And Y’all Know That’s A Lie.
I LOVE Spiders And Snakes.
And Ants.
Especially Ants.
–Save For A Few ‘Die-Hard Fans’–(Thank Y’all Die-Hard Fans) But Alas. Woe Is Me. I’d Like to Reach A Larger Audience.
(This is Mainly Just A ‘Puff-Piece’–Constructed of Stuff I Callously/Un-Abashedly/Shamelessly Stole Off the Internet)
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Whatever–I Do Not Look Gift Horses in Their Mouths.
“Christopher Hitchens: On The Suicide of His Mother”
Yeah. That’s The Title Of this Shit-Post
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Rosencrantz and Guildenstern:
This seems to be popular.
Of late.
fuk it.
Perhaps it is just the sign of the seasons….
“What’s Your Name?
Who’s Your Daddy?
Is He Rich Like Me?”
People Seemed to Have More fun In the Sixties.
But isn’t that Always the Way It Is?
We Always hearken to Our Past.
Why?
Our Future Is Right Now–
Meow
Cred: Some Walking Dead Zombies
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Maybe we all want to commit suicide.
I have Pondered it Too Many Times
(But I Am A Coward)
Yet…Relinquish the world back to the roaches.
Surely they could do no worse, management – wise.
“To Die–Sleep No More”
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I love Helena Bonham Carter… Cannot help myself. (This scene is disturbing: do Not Watch)
Credit: And watch it AGAIN!
Here now (I hope) is the proper credit:
https://www.youtube.com/user/jakuerika
Cred: jakuerika
(If You Are New Here & Confused,
Just Perform A ‘Search’ For “Shonnie’ In The Search… Never-Mind…
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“Look Like the Innocent Flower, But Be The Serpent under’t”
or
“Come you Spirits, That tend on mortal thoughts, Unsex me Here.”Or…
Done This!
(And I Have The Scars To Prove It)
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Cred: Art of Manliness
Out Of All Shakespearean Female Characters
This Cowboy Finds Lady Macbeth
The Most Captivating
The Most Fascinating
The Most Stimulating
The Most Everlasting
Francesca Annis, The Best Lady Macbeth
Ever! and Forever!
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Blond Ambition:
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“Take The Dagger”
She Didn’t Verbalize That. She Didn’t Have To
Just Look Into Her Eyes. Could You Say ‘No?”
I Know I couldn’t.
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MACBETH
My dearest love,
Duncan comes here tonight.
LADY MACBETH
And when goes hence?
MACBETH
Tomorrow, as he purposes.
LADY MACBETH
O, never
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue. Look like th’ innocent flower,
But be the serpent under ’t. He that’s coming
Must be provided for; and you shall put
This night’s great business into my dispatch,
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
MACBETH
We will speak further
LADY MACBETH
Only look up clear.
To alter favor ever is to fear.
Leave all the rest to me
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“Make Thick My Blood”
“Unsex Me Here”
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Why do I hold Lady Macbeth in such high esteem one may ask?
Isn’t it patently obvious?
She is cunning. She is manipulative. She is strong. (Much stronger than her husband)
“Screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we’ll not fail.”
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She is intelligent.
She is ‘ambition-on-steroids’.
She is resolute.
She is brave.
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She is Affectionate and Loving.
(Yes! Oh Yes She Is!—To her husband)
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She is loyal (The whole world of her ambition is her husband)
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She is broken.
She is madness. (In mind and in deed)
“Out! damned spot! One, two, — why, then ‘tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and a-feard?
What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? – Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.”
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She is Beautiful.
She is Beautiful.
She is So Very Beautiful
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In very many respects, she reminds me of Shonnie.
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But now she is gone.
“Out, Out Brief Candle”
Please Believe What I Now Speak:
“I Have Supped Full of Horrors.”
Indeed! I Have!
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And now for something completely different…
Just a little levity.
‘Tis Good For The Soul.
Street Cred For Vid: Wisecrack
I AM REALLY Tryin’ To Send Some Money To My Thug-Notes Homie,
But Guess What?!
The Internet is FUCKING STUPID.Yet, Know This:
The KEY To Posting On-The-Internet… Is Patience.
You Just Gotta Out-Last ’em!
But Don’t Worry! I Will Work it OUT!
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Author’s Note (And Two-Cents):
Yes, I know.
Roman Polanski is an Asshole.
So What?
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Anyone who ‘reads me’ knows my position on ‘artists’ and art.
If you do not, here is the ‘short’ version:
“I don’t give two cups of warm spit about what they (artists, creators, movie stars, entertainers, et cetera) do off camera, off stage, away from the set, away from the recording booth. Or whatever they choose to do while in their boudoirs.
All I care about is what they create.
Does it enrich my life?
Does it entertain me?
Does it educate me?
Does it make me laugh?
Does it make me cry?
Does it move me?
Or Does It Waste My Time?
These are the only measures of worth I employ.”
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Anything Else IS A WASTE of my Mental Energy and My Time.
And My Time is the Most Valuable Thing I Own.
Or as we say in Texas (Usually about Land, but it fits even better in this context):
“Time, get all you can.
Keep all you can.
They ain’t making any more of it.”
That door swings both ways:
So, I hope I have NOT wasted YOUR Time.
Cheers,
–Lance
More Two Cents Worth Regarding Art and Artists Here:
Below Please Find The Relevant Text If You Do Not Want To Follow The Link To The Complete Post Above.
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Now I am cognizant of the fact that there are myriad ‘Madonna Haters’ out there in ‘Radio Land.’
Here is My Philosophy, (Well-Documented in some of my posts) and some advice:
You don’t have to love the ‘artist-person’ to love the art. There are lots of performers I detest because of their off-stage persona or antics, or just piss-poor personality in general.
But… That does not stop me from enjoying and appreciating their art.
I do not give two shits about their politics, arrogance, religion, sexual preferences, et cetera. If their art entertains and enriches my life, I am good with them.
On the other hand, they can be as wonderful and charming as all get out, but if they have no true performance talent, I move on.
Here is the advice part for anyone out there who may need it:
Do not be so narrow and small-minded, and full of your own morality that you prevent yourself from enjoying good art.
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Want a Second Opinion?
Watch this from Critical Drinker:
That loss is yours.
And yours alone.
Believe me, the artists, the great ones especially, don’t give a shit if you boycott them or not.
Try to remember:
“Life is a Cabaret”
Enjoy it while it lasts. Don’t deny yourself value and enjoyment in your life just because some great performer pisses you off due to their persona while off-stage.
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Cheers Again!
Fun, Stupid Aside: I Once Shot (And Killed A Mocking-Bird–State Bird Of Texas–It WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!
(And Yet Must I Re-Iterate , Re-Irritate, The Obvious?–
I Wrote A University – Level Paper,,,
On This Book/Movie)
(I Hid / Buried/ The Body...)
All My Readers! All Four of Y’all!–Chug-A-Lug Chug-A-Lug Y’all!– Have One On Me! But–I Generally Drink Alone!
(I Create Fewer Enemies That Way) P.S. My Life is a Train Wreck, But Y’all Knew This Already, Been Described That Way, By A Woman I tried to Love Once. Back in Navy Daze….
Her Memory is all Just a Blurry Haze Now.
My Life is Like A Fukkin’ Hurricane Gone Crazy Mad
Neil!
Goddamn WordPress Fucked Up This Post. They ALWAYS Try To Censor Me. But I, I ALWAYS Delve One Rung Beneath Their Bull-Shite.
Now I am Forced to Fix it!
And Trust Me Kids,
I Have Better Things to Do–To Occupy My Mind and My Time!
Bob!
(I AM IN lOVE—w/THE VIOLINST! wO-mAN!!)
Please Please Please Listen to The WORDS oF tHIS Fuckin’ Song!
I’m Gonna Be The Champion of the World!
Someday–Some Other Day
But Obviously Not Today
Here Comes The Story Of The Hurricane:
Who The Fuk is This Guy?
Oh! Wait!
I’ve Seen Him
In the Mirror!
Heaven!
Heaven!
I’m In Booze Heaven!
Bryan Adams – Cuts Like A Knife
My Life Cuts Like A Dull Knife
Ouchie!
“Coulda Sworn We Had It All Worked Out”
Cred: Bryan Adams
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Booze Heaven!
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Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don’tcha know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine ‘n’ after class
Me and him and this other fool decide
That we’ll drink up what’s left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
First time for everything
Hmm, my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don’tcha know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
4-H and FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me ‘n’ a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn where we uncovered
A covered-up moonshine still
And we thought we’d drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
? Bll-bbb?, I run ten mile
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don’tcha know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Jukebox ‘n’ sawdust floor
Sumpin’ like I ain’t never seen
And I’m just goin’ on fifteen
But with the help of my finaglin’
Uncle I get snuck in
For my first taste of sin
I said, “Lemme have a big old sip”
? Bll-bbb?, I done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don’tcha know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Roger And Me
Me and Roger!
(One of My Ex-Wives Turned Me Onto this—-
Cannot Remember
Which One—
Probably Lisa
The Shakespearean/Marlowe Scholar One!
You Can Be Happy If’n You’re Of A Mind To.
But Yu Caint Roller Skate in a Buffalo Herd!
Mad Props To Roger!
fun fact:
my first for real gF was third cousin to
Rogern Miller.
Truth story!
Yu Caint Look That Up!
You’ll Just have to take My Word fer it!
Sorry!
Et, Oui: ‘Je Suis laissez faire’ Avec’ Le Punctuation–Realty. Nor Can I Be ‘Bothered’ With Speilling Neither–For That Matter.
For You See… I Just Cannot Be ‘Bothered’ With Such Mundane, Lame, Details—
All I’m A-Sayin’…
Cheers Y’all.
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Just For Fun Y’all, I am going to throw a new video (or quote, or some other surprise nonsense) up here everyday. Why? You may ask.
I Suppose it is Time (alas):
All This Shit Is Copyrighted.
Please Respect that, for:
“Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.”
–Shakespeare
Thanks,
-The Management