“Insanity” Is Just A Scare Word. It’s Only A State of Lost Mind. Please Read This. If Only To Merely Validate The Current Condition of My Condition. Or, “Eight Miles Out Of Memphis And I Got No Spare”

“Just Dropped In…”

The ‘Current State of the ‘Dude’

And, Actually,

This is a Rare ‘Good’ Photo.

Most Days,

I Look Much Worser

Sad commentary, ain’t it?

My Legs don’t Work. My Thorax Don’t Work.

My Mind Don’t Work

My Liver Has Departed for Destinations Un-Known.

My Muse Came Home Just Long Enuff to tell me to Fuk Off.

My Life is Gonna End Soon.

Sigh-An-Aura

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“I Saw So Much, I Broke My Mind”

And Yes!

I Have Been ‘Round The Whurl.

Twice.

Seen Some Shit Even I Won’t Write About.

And I have a Propensity to Write Ever’Thang.

But There are Things and There are Things, And out of Respect,

I Shall Not ‘Touch’ Them with Pen,

Virtual, or Otherwise.

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Nightcore – iNSaNiTY

“Me NO Alamo”

I Wasn’t There.

Of Course I Could Be Wrong…

I May Have Slept Thru It

(As Unlikely As That May Be, It Is, I Suppose, Within The Realm Of Possibility)

Here is what I eat lately:

Time for a change?

Most likely

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“Dreams Unwind; Love’s a State of Mind.”

(Thanks Stevie)

Stevie Girl, I Shall Rally… Just one more Time–Not for You Though,

But For Christine…

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Bonus Added Value:

I Love New York City

Shhhhh!

Don’t tell Any Texans You May Know

It Won’t Be Nothin’ Nice

They’ll Clip My Wings

And Throw me UNDER The Alamo

Mum’s The Word

Okay?

Our Little Secret

Billy Joel – New York State Of Mind 

I Am Nuts—Gone Crazy Mad! ‘Cray-Cray’—Okay? I Have Been Clinically Diagnosed As Insane, And Have Fallen Way Too Hard For Aubrey

Aubrey Plaza is Hilarious and Insane

Street Cred: DHM Entertainment

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Aubrey Plaza’s best bloopers and improvised moments

Street Cred: Comedy Bites

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Yes. I am Certifiable Nuts

But For Some Bizarre Reason, They Still Allow Me To Walk Around Un-Supervised. Guess I Am Not A Menace To Society–

How Little They Know

Thank You Lauren for Helping Me To Accentuate My Point

Lance IS “Crazy”

Believe You Me

Here is Positive, Well-Documented Proof:

‘Lose Your Imagination–Lose Your Mind.

Lost in Time

I Know.

I lost mine

Cred: Jackie Venson

Native Texan–Austin

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Bat-Shit Crazy Lance

Not Too Photogenic These Days

“Gee Wally, whatever does this mean?

I Can’t be a narcissist no more?

I used to be handsome.

Key Phrase: ‘Used-to-Be’

Could have any girl my heart desired”

“Yes it does Son. Alas, No More, Elsi-Snore. Now shut up and go make me a sandwich. And fetch me a beer while you’re at it”

“Well shit!. What do I do now?”

“Punt & pray for a good out-come. Your ship has long-since sailed If I were you, I’d aim for the ‘coffin-corner’ From now on. Perhaps you’ll get lucky one-last-time”

“Asshole is Time”

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But I Have Finally Discovered Someone Even More Cray-Cray Crazy- Nuts Than Me.

This Makes Me Happy–Seems I Am Not All Alone In This World After- All–Thank God!

I’d like to take a leak… If that is within the realm of possibility—Just askin’ for a Friend.

Yes! This Post Is All Fukked-Up

Because I Am Stupid & Caint Edit For Shit

Oh-My –

Gawd!

I LOVE This Young Broad!

Aubrey Plaza!

I adore her!

All In!

With Both Feets!

I love her.
She is insane (In That Good Way)
*****

Funny How it has taken me so long to swerve into her…
But I am here now. Wholly on-Board with her quirkiness and her cray-cray
‘Better late Than Never’ I suppose.


“Lucky for you Aubrey that I am an old Fuk, Otherwise, I would be stalking you.”
With a Heart-felt and Relentless Passion

“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.

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“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?”

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“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?”

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“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.

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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!

Good Health (And Insanity Is Just A Scare Word) Is Just A State of Mind. Please Read This! If Just To Validate My State of MIND!

Of Course I Could Be Wrong…

(As Unlikely As That Is, I Suppose It Is Within The Realm Of Possibility)

Here is what I eat lately:

Time for a change?

Most likely

****

“Dreams Unwind; Love’s a State of Mind.”

(Thanks Stevie)

***

Bonus Added Value:

I Love New York City

Shhhhh!

Don’t tell Any Texans You May Know

It Won’t Be Nothin’ Nice

They’ll Clip My Wings

And Throw me UNDER The Alamo

Mum’s The Word

Okay?

Our Little Secret

Billy Joel – New York State Of Mind