Saturday, November 5, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
At Least I'm Enjoying The Ride!
Well I was drinkin last night with a bikerAnd I showed him a picture of you I said, pal get to know her, you'll like her Seemed like the least I could do.Cause when he's chargin his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think I am dressed up quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets With her black leather and gold spike suspenders And your chain, your black whip and pets.Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the infamous catherine the great And we know how you love the ovation And the scene that it seems to create.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.You analyze me, tend to despise me You laugh when I stumble and fall There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it Unable to dance I'll still crawl Unable to dance I'll still crawl Unable to dance I'll crawl.You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you. And it's not like Im leaving you lonely Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you wake up here only When the snakes come marching in.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.Ride, ride, rideRide, ride, rideRide, ride, rideAt least I'll enjoy the ride.At least I'll enjoy the ride.At least I'll enjoy the ride.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
The Way I See It !
I was hungry tonight for Pizza, so I jumped in the truck and went to my favorite joint, as I was parking the truck I saw a homeless man siting on the bench bumming cigarettes as people came out of the pizza pallor.
As I was coming out of the joint with 2 Pizza pies, A cheese Steak hoagie and a bucket of wings, the old man said to me" Mister I have not eatten in 3 days!"
I looked at the old man and said " I sure do like your will power!"
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
As I was coming out of the joint with 2 Pizza pies, A cheese Steak hoagie and a bucket of wings, the old man said to me" Mister I have not eatten in 3 days!"
I looked at the old man and said " I sure do like your will power!"
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Occupied
To all who are occupying Wall street, My hat is off to you and God Bless!
It reminds me of the time I occupied something, if i remember right, it was the shitter on the Greyhound Line!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
It reminds me of the time I occupied something, if i remember right, it was the shitter on the Greyhound Line!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
The Horror Of It All !
26 years after our divorce , my ex-wife can still be a pain in my ass!
She came over last night wanting to borrow money for pills, I asked her what the pills were for, she had told me she was going through the change and needed the money for pills.
I knew she was freakin' lying to me, the only time she goes through the change is when there is a full moon out!
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
She came over last night wanting to borrow money for pills, I asked her what the pills were for, she had told me she was going through the change and needed the money for pills.
I knew she was freakin' lying to me, the only time she goes through the change is when there is a full moon out!
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Things You See On T.V.
Yesterday afternoon whilst flipping through the stations I spotted 4 white chicks chasing a tiger.
Yep, I could not believe my eyes, until I realized it wasn't the animal channel I was watching but the Golf channel!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, Thanks for listening!
Yep, I could not believe my eyes, until I realized it wasn't the animal channel I was watching but the Golf channel!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, Thanks for listening!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Always And Forever
It's been 2 years my Darling since we kissed goodbye.
I love you Always and Forever Debbie
Thursday, August 4, 2011
I Remember When .......
I was 13 years old, Arby's came out with the 5 for $5 Cheddar Roast Beef Sandwiches.
Either inflation has never hit Arby's or they've been Highballing us for 36 years!
And remember.....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Either inflation has never hit Arby's or they've been Highballing us for 36 years!
And remember.....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Recovering Thinker
It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then to loosen up. Inevitably though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.
I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.
I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read writings of Plato, Saint Augustine of Hippo, Jesus Christ, and Aristotle. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"
Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.
I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey, " I confessed, "I've been thinking..." "I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!" "That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to cry. I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.
I headed for the library, in the mood for Clinton's latest book "Family Morals in America". Listening to a PBS station on the radio, I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors... they didn't open. The library was closed. Later, I realized that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.
Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Jerry Spinger" talking about the song "I'm bad" by Michael Jacks. Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. Life just seemed .. more bland .. without purpose or meaning, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking, and avoided thoughts about the meaning of life and my future. I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home and the office. Now I stare for hours at the T.V. and receive my daily dose of brainwashing instead of contemplating the mysteries of life.
Have you joined thinker's anonymous
I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.
I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read writings of Plato, Saint Augustine of Hippo, Jesus Christ, and Aristotle. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"
Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.
I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey, " I confessed, "I've been thinking..." "I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!" "That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to cry. I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.
I headed for the library, in the mood for Clinton's latest book "Family Morals in America". Listening to a PBS station on the radio, I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors... they didn't open. The library was closed. Later, I realized that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.
Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Jerry Spinger" talking about the song "I'm bad" by Michael Jacks. Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. Life just seemed .. more bland .. without purpose or meaning, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking, and avoided thoughts about the meaning of life and my future. I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home and the office. Now I stare for hours at the T.V. and receive my daily dose of brainwashing instead of contemplating the mysteries of life.
Have you joined thinker's anonymous
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Gay Marriage
If you are against gay marriage and want to stop it, tell straight people to quit having gay babies!
And Remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, Thanks for listening!
And Remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, Thanks for listening!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Robert Hares Psychopath Test
The two factorsFactor 1: Personality "Aggressive narcissism"
Glibness/superficial charm
Grandiose sense of self-worth
Pathological lying
Cunning/manipulative
Lack of remorse or guilt
Shallow affect (genuine emotion is short-lived and egocentric)
Callousness; lack of empathy
Failure to accept responsibility for own actions
Factor 2: Case history "Socially deviant lifestyle".
Need for stimulation/proneness to boredom
Parasitic lifestyle
Poor behavioral control
Lack of realistic long-term goals
Impulsivity
Irresponsibility
Juvenile delinquency
Early behavior problems
Revocation of conditional release
Traits not correlated with either factor
Promiscuous sexual behavior
Many short-term marital relationships
Criminal versatility
Acquired behavioural sociopathy/sociological conditioning (Item 21: a newly identified trait i.e. a person relying on sociological strategies and tricks to deceive)
Glibness/superficial charm
Grandiose sense of self-worth
Pathological lying
Cunning/manipulative
Lack of remorse or guilt
Shallow affect (genuine emotion is short-lived and egocentric)
Callousness; lack of empathy
Failure to accept responsibility for own actions
Factor 2: Case history "Socially deviant lifestyle".
Need for stimulation/proneness to boredom
Parasitic lifestyle
Poor behavioral control
Lack of realistic long-term goals
Impulsivity
Irresponsibility
Juvenile delinquency
Early behavior problems
Revocation of conditional release
Traits not correlated with either factor
Promiscuous sexual behavior
Many short-term marital relationships
Criminal versatility
Acquired behavioural sociopathy/sociological conditioning (Item 21: a newly identified trait i.e. a person relying on sociological strategies and tricks to deceive)
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Blinded By Rainbows
Did you ever feel the painThat he felt upon the cross
Did you ever feel the knifeTearing flesh that's oh so soft
Did you ever touch the night
Did you ever count the cost
Do you hide away the fearPut down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
Watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Did you ever feel the blast
As the semtex bomb goes off
Do you ever hear the screams
As the limbs are all torn off
Did you ever kiss the child
Who just saw his father shot
Do you ever she'd a tear
As the war drags on and on
Do you ever touch the night
Or is it just another job
Do you feel the final hours
Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
And faces in windows
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Do you ever fear the night
Could it be the war is lost
Do you fear the final hour
Do you kneel before the cross
Youre blinded by rainbows
And watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you scream at night
Do you smell of fear
Is your conscience clear
Are you caked in sweat
Are your clothes all wet
Do you see the light
Is the end in sight
See the face of christ
Enter paradise
I doubt it
Did you ever feel the knifeTearing flesh that's oh so soft
Did you ever touch the night
Did you ever count the cost
Do you hide away the fearPut down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
Watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Did you ever feel the blast
As the semtex bomb goes off
Do you ever hear the screams
As the limbs are all torn off
Did you ever kiss the child
Who just saw his father shot
Do you ever she'd a tear
As the war drags on and on
Do you ever touch the night
Or is it just another job
Do you feel the final hours
Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
And faces in windows
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Do you ever fear the night
Could it be the war is lost
Do you fear the final hour
Do you kneel before the cross
Youre blinded by rainbows
And watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you scream at night
Do you smell of fear
Is your conscience clear
Are you caked in sweat
Are your clothes all wet
Do you see the light
Is the end in sight
See the face of christ
Enter paradise
I doubt it
Monday, May 2, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Adapt And Overcome
Jumped in the shower this morning and found out that I ran out of bodywash.
Whats a man to do?
Adapt and overcome, I looked on the shelf and what to my eyes appear , sitting there was a bottle of herbal medicated dog shampoo, oh what the hell why not.
My hair is shiney but the only problem is i can't stop licking my ass!
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always,thanks for listing!
Whats a man to do?
Adapt and overcome, I looked on the shelf and what to my eyes appear , sitting there was a bottle of herbal medicated dog shampoo, oh what the hell why not.
My hair is shiney but the only problem is i can't stop licking my ass!
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always,thanks for listing!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
It Is What It Is
I called my health care provider to see if they would pay for experimental acupuncture treatments to ease the pain in my hips. They told me no but if I was an 80 year old man the would pay for treatments for erectile dysfunction!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
How Tough Was It?
"I'm a little hoarse tonight. I've been living in Pennsylvania for the past Forty Eight years, and you know how it is, yelling for help on the way home every night. Things are so tough in Pennsylvania that at Easter time, for bunnies the little kids use porcupines."
Happy Easter One And All!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always,thanks for listening!
Happy Easter One And All!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always,thanks for listening!
Friday, April 8, 2011
Bath Time?
You can really get a hint when its bath time, when you go to take off your gray socks and realize that you don't own any gray socks. And remember... Laissez les bon temps rouler! And as always, thanks for listening!
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Marketing?
Mens' athletic supporters come from France. Various inventions had been tried to help mens' anatomy to remain stable while they were riding horses, but nothing was effective. A clever farmhand, searching for a solution, devised the idea as an adaptation of mens' braces (known in the US as suspenders). This adaptation was an immediate success. He left the farm, and began a business. What is important is his name: Jacques Strappe.
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
And remember....
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Date Night?
Was just being bold last night and asked a very special friend of mine out on a date last night and she said yes!
It has been along time since i've dated ,not to sure on what to do, I think maybe first things first, i'll get my goat smelling ass in the shower and scrub up!
Maybe a movie and dinner?
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
It has been along time since i've dated ,not to sure on what to do, I think maybe first things first, i'll get my goat smelling ass in the shower and scrub up!
Maybe a movie and dinner?
And remember...
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Ain't It Funny How Time Slips Away?
Well hello there
My it's been a long,long time.
How ya doing? How am I doing?
Well I guess I'm doing fine.
But it's been so long, but it seems like
it was only yesterday.
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Well how's your new love, how's your new love.
Well I hope he's doin fine.
I heard you told him, I heard you said "you'd love him til the end of time"
Now that's the same thing you told me it seems like just the other day
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Well I've got to go now, I've got to go.
Well I guess I'll see you around.
I don't know when though, cause I don't know when I'll be back in town.
But remember what I tell you cause in time your gonna pay.
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Oh it's suprising how time slips away.
My it's been a long,long time.
How ya doing? How am I doing?
Well I guess I'm doing fine.
But it's been so long, but it seems like
it was only yesterday.
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Well how's your new love, how's your new love.
Well I hope he's doin fine.
I heard you told him, I heard you said "you'd love him til the end of time"
Now that's the same thing you told me it seems like just the other day
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Well I've got to go now, I've got to go.
Well I guess I'll see you around.
I don't know when though, cause I don't know when I'll be back in town.
But remember what I tell you cause in time your gonna pay.
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
Oh it's suprising how time slips away.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Staint Patrick's Day History
St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland, although he was born in Britain. Many miracles have been attributed to the bishop, including the driving of the snakes from Ireland. His sainthood derives from his conversion of the Irish celtic pagans to Christianity. He used the native shamrock as a symbol of the holy trinity when preaching and brought the Latin alphabet to Ireland. March 17 is the feast day of St. Patrick, of course.
The custom of imbibing alcohol on St. Patrick's Day comes from an old Irish legend. As the story goes, St. Patrick was served a measure of whiskey that was considerably less than full. St. Patrick took this as an opportunity to teach a lesson of generosity to the innkeeper. He told the innkeeper that in his cellar resided a monstrous devil who fed on the dishonesty of the innkeeper. In order to banish the devil, the man must change his ways. When St. Patrick returned to the hostelry some time later, he found the owner generously filling the patrons' glasses to overflowing. He returned to the cellar with the innkeeper and found the devil emaciated from the landlord's generosity, and promptly banished the demon, proclaiming thereafter everyone should have a drop of the "hard stuff" on his feast day.
This custom is known as Pota Phadraig or Patrick's Pot. The custom is known as "drowning the shamrock" because it is customary to float a leaf of the plant in the whiskey before downing the shot.
St. Patrick's Day was first celebrated in America in Boston, Massachusetts in 1737, and is now celebrated nationwide as an opportunity to wear green and consume green libations. The celebration in Ireland is more of a religious matter, whereas in the U.S., it is a festive occasion. The wearing o' the green is a symbol of Ireland's lush green farmlands.
And as alway's thanks for listening!
The custom of imbibing alcohol on St. Patrick's Day comes from an old Irish legend. As the story goes, St. Patrick was served a measure of whiskey that was considerably less than full. St. Patrick took this as an opportunity to teach a lesson of generosity to the innkeeper. He told the innkeeper that in his cellar resided a monstrous devil who fed on the dishonesty of the innkeeper. In order to banish the devil, the man must change his ways. When St. Patrick returned to the hostelry some time later, he found the owner generously filling the patrons' glasses to overflowing. He returned to the cellar with the innkeeper and found the devil emaciated from the landlord's generosity, and promptly banished the demon, proclaiming thereafter everyone should have a drop of the "hard stuff" on his feast day.
This custom is known as Pota Phadraig or Patrick's Pot. The custom is known as "drowning the shamrock" because it is customary to float a leaf of the plant in the whiskey before downing the shot.
St. Patrick's Day was first celebrated in America in Boston, Massachusetts in 1737, and is now celebrated nationwide as an opportunity to wear green and consume green libations. The celebration in Ireland is more of a religious matter, whereas in the U.S., it is a festive occasion. The wearing o' the green is a symbol of Ireland's lush green farmlands.
And as alway's thanks for listening!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Life Since '09
Well ,since My Debbie had passed my life is like a roller coaster of emotions .
I did start back on drinking , sorry folks but I Gots to do what I Gots to do, but not nearly as much as I use to drink.
I am just starting to get use to being alone , it's not easy for me but I will adjust eventually.
My melt downs are very few now , I guess the meds are working....Ha!, you never ever recover from a loss of a loved one and in a strange way I really don't want to... I still love her and as I said it is getting easier but her love and memories are all that I have of her.
A few of my friends online and here in Pa. Have helped me through the worst of it And I thank and Love all of them that helped me recover.
God Bless All Of You!!!!!!
And as always, thanks for listening!
I did start back on drinking , sorry folks but I Gots to do what I Gots to do, but not nearly as much as I use to drink.
I am just starting to get use to being alone , it's not easy for me but I will adjust eventually.
My melt downs are very few now , I guess the meds are working....Ha!, you never ever recover from a loss of a loved one and in a strange way I really don't want to... I still love her and as I said it is getting easier but her love and memories are all that I have of her.
A few of my friends online and here in Pa. Have helped me through the worst of it And I thank and Love all of them that helped me recover.
God Bless All Of You!!!!!!
And as always, thanks for listening!
Friday, February 25, 2011
Pay It Forward
Last week a family helped me out and it was greatly appreciated , so today I payed it forward.
I was at the store today to get a money order and a lil old lady checking out could not remember her pin number to her card, she was crying and upset and embarrassed.
I put her food order on my tab, she was very thankful but still embarrassed, she kept asking how she could pay me back, i said pray for me and pay it forward.
God Bless Us All!
And as always, thanks for listening!
I was at the store today to get a money order and a lil old lady checking out could not remember her pin number to her card, she was crying and upset and embarrassed.
I put her food order on my tab, she was very thankful but still embarrassed, she kept asking how she could pay me back, i said pray for me and pay it forward.
God Bless Us All!
And as always, thanks for listening!
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