Day after day, the same O . . . same O . . ., simply tires one out. An old song by Brenda Lee just come to mind, well just a few of the words, the title, tells it all. "Is that all there is?" Sure seems to be much meaning, in those simple words. I look at my life at this moment thinking, rather, asking myself those same words. "Is that all there is?" At the closing of one's life, you want to look back, and find meaning. A lifetime of living means little, without some wisdom mixed in. Wisdom at the end of your life seems, too late!
Just living surviving another day to be able to take care of yourself without being a burden to any one is monumental! But still those words won't stay away. "Is that all there is?"
In moments of wisdom striking the unused vastness of your brain, you tell yourself "shoulda, coulda, if only, a million things, if only I'd done more, better, differently, smarter.
The brashness of youth fills the body, of a finally, grown man. Too young to know, too old to learn. "schoolin' is done." If you'd only knew, it's yet to start!
Get a job, factories everywhere. Work like everyone else, live a little. Advice from older relatives seems wise, but "their another era."
There'll be no more great depressions, times are good, man on the moon, how can one lose?
Alcohol takes best friend at a early age, death by the feel good, drown my sorrows, in a bottle, so sad, pays the ultimate price. At least it was only him, no one else. So may innocent ones leave us every day, sadness all around the world,
Work, play, seeking that special woman, get married, you know what was expected, the reason for life, plant seeds and watch 'em grow, cultivating, weeding, presto their grown.
Times change sure, has to! Differences, generation to generation are commonplace, called finding your way, experiencing, learning, growing mentally, emotionally, we find our path, hopefully the last generation has instilled some good ol' green grass of wisdom, amongst the many weeds in life.
There'll be many trials and tribulations to conquer, even if you try not to rattle any chains. Must not let these chains bind, not even for a minute, for they'll fester, believe me I know about the festering of chains. I'm still breaking free, some locked on in my formative years. We don't know, when we're forming, chiseling daily, our own, unique, piece of stone.
Too young to know, only to experience and learn all senses firing. Beyond the senses lies emotions, some pricks that harm in ways, you can't pull out to heal. Sad so sad, pricks grow and fester, can't be healed, know not how.
Life ain't easy, no manuals nor blueprints for the parents. If you're lucky enough to have one good parent in the world of today, you may make it. Far too many children making do with what God has given them. Not the children's fault, DAMN!!! The cycle continues worsening, too little family values, any. Grandparents trying to help out, sometimes taking the children while the parent, their son or daughter is destroying themselves, while ruining the next generation. The children think, they know, yes they know! Children are smarter than adults, their little senses and emotions are trying to process their surroundings!
For those of you that don't understand where I'm coming from, I envy you!
This post started with me feeling sorry for myself, at this point in my life. Well know don't feel sorry for old Glen! Feel for the ones being born to mothers and fathers that are incompetent from the beginning. It takes the best of parents, grandparents, providing all the time and guidance and way more!!!
Friday, May 27, 2016
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Jackanapes and Whippersnapper
How about that for a word! Jack a napes, whoo wee that sure is a good one! Mom tells me "I just put your little brother Jack down for a nap."
Jack an the apes are a messin' around because Tarzan is visitin'.
Just a playin' around, you don't mind do you? Sometimes I get me mind a goin' and lord have mercy, the things that flash thru me brain, well they're thoughts of many different colors that's for sure.
JACKANAPES An impertinent person, WHAT?
A tame monkey, WHAT?
An impertinent, presumptuous person especially a young man; whippersnapper. WHAT?
Synonyms, spoiled child, punk, rascal, devil.
So a jackanapes is an important person. No, no, no, that is not right, IMPERTINENT person.
IMPERTINENT means, not showing proper respect; rude.
Not pertinent to a particular matter; irrelevant.
PRESUMPTUOUS, ( of a person or their behavior ) failing to observe the limits of what is permitted or appropriate. "I hope I won't be considered presumptuous if I offer some advise."
Gosh darn it, I have no idee of where this post is taking me, I'mma, gonna, ride the wave!! Yee-haw!
WHIPPERSNAPPER, I love that word! Why, don't rightly know. I heard that word as a child, lets see what in tarnation it means.
I think it's a large snapping turtle, I'll use it in a sentence and see what you think, or not!
Ray Earl Bob Jr. said "There be a heap of them prehistoric whippersnapper turtles in the swamp, one done went and took off one of me fingers!"
I remember, when I was but a wee lad, my daddy told me, "sonny boy, your mother tells me you been bad today, go get me a switch off the whippersnapper tree, to whip your bottom!" So I did but before he whipped my butt, I got the flimsiest branch off the whippersnapper tree, I took it to him and he laughed so hard, he could not whip me.
NOW BACK TO WHEREVER THIS POST IS GOING!!!
WHIPPPERSNAPPER, a young and inexperienced person considered to be presumptuous or overconfident.
Synonyms, upstart, stripling, pipsqueak, squirt, I love all these words.
I think there was a writer, Rudyard Stripling wasn't there? Just funning with ya, it was Rudyard Kipling!
BEEN A HEAP O FUN, THIS POST DID NOT GO ANYWHERE BUT HEY WHO CARES!!!
Jack an the apes are a messin' around because Tarzan is visitin'.
Just a playin' around, you don't mind do you? Sometimes I get me mind a goin' and lord have mercy, the things that flash thru me brain, well they're thoughts of many different colors that's for sure.
JACKANAPES An impertinent person, WHAT?
A tame monkey, WHAT?
An impertinent, presumptuous person especially a young man; whippersnapper. WHAT?
Synonyms, spoiled child, punk, rascal, devil.
So a jackanapes is an important person. No, no, no, that is not right, IMPERTINENT person.
IMPERTINENT means, not showing proper respect; rude.
Not pertinent to a particular matter; irrelevant.
PRESUMPTUOUS, ( of a person or their behavior ) failing to observe the limits of what is permitted or appropriate. "I hope I won't be considered presumptuous if I offer some advise."
Gosh darn it, I have no idee of where this post is taking me, I'mma, gonna, ride the wave!! Yee-haw!
WHIPPERSNAPPER, I love that word! Why, don't rightly know. I heard that word as a child, lets see what in tarnation it means.
I think it's a large snapping turtle, I'll use it in a sentence and see what you think, or not!
Ray Earl Bob Jr. said "There be a heap of them prehistoric whippersnapper turtles in the swamp, one done went and took off one of me fingers!"
I remember, when I was but a wee lad, my daddy told me, "sonny boy, your mother tells me you been bad today, go get me a switch off the whippersnapper tree, to whip your bottom!" So I did but before he whipped my butt, I got the flimsiest branch off the whippersnapper tree, I took it to him and he laughed so hard, he could not whip me.
NOW BACK TO WHEREVER THIS POST IS GOING!!!
WHIPPPERSNAPPER, a young and inexperienced person considered to be presumptuous or overconfident.
Synonyms, upstart, stripling, pipsqueak, squirt, I love all these words.
I think there was a writer, Rudyard Stripling wasn't there? Just funning with ya, it was Rudyard Kipling!
BEEN A HEAP O FUN, THIS POST DID NOT GO ANYWHERE BUT HEY WHO CARES!!!
Friday, May 20, 2016
Butt and Buttsier!!! and a lot more!
Friends, friends, friends. Since I almost expired, and currently still ticking way past my expiration date, of September, 17, 2014. You're asking, "what happened?" I'll make it short for any new readers.
I walk out of the restroom at work, that's all I remember for 5 days, seems a blood clot done a little number on my lungs and heart. I was blue and life jumped back into me from the help of my fellow workers. I was given CPR by two of them, ( It was the old fashion way, ) The former soldier did mouth to mouth and told me much later "that I was the only man he had ever put his lips on!" As my grandmother would say "God bless him!" when the firemen arrived they fired me back up with the Frankenstein electricity paddles, not once, but twice. On the way to the hospital the paramedics fired me up two more times. One more time at the hospital, my battery was charged like the energizer bunny. The hospital was afraid my fall may of cracked my skull. My wife said recently "the damage was done before the fall!" That's kind a funny!!!
Anyhow for whatever, reason I'm still alive and kicking. Apparently it wasn't my time, others tell me
there's a reason. That opens up another post I shall visit another day.
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I happen upon many stories, that cannot be true, we know we cannot believe everything we hear or read. The following story I believe is true, it's sad and shows how some people make incredibly bad decisions, but a life should not be lost for that!
I was channel surfing, and happened upon a program called American Greed, titled 'Butt Enhancement.' I kid you not. I don't have to make stuff up! I flip by the channel and a couple seconds later my mind caught with my finger. Me brain did a, hey what?, "that didn't say what I think it said did it!" But it did! Women were making their butts BIGGER. I can't make these kind of butt jokes up. First off why would women want their butts bigger, some have mighty good size butts already! My brain can't lock onto that scenario. Then I remember reading where a woman was injecting tire sealant into women's buttocks to make them bigger. Just an useless unneeded thought that stuck in my mind, that will never come to the forefront, but the bulb was still lit, so is it true or false, one never knows, although I did read that in more than one place. I certainly never believe everything I read, unless it's in the National Enquirer. [ place smile here ]
So there was this black women, ( I gots to say this one thing, blacks usually have bigger butts, so why would they want, even bigger derrieres, beats me! ) wants her butt, bigger . . . I don't know! The commentator was talking about how it had become the rage, I must of missed that! He went on to mention Kim Kardashian and a couple other personalities that made it popular. Well now what I didn't know that it was actually happening, plastic surgeon or butt Doctors were actually making the buttocks bigger. That shows you I'm from the Midwest and out of touch with many things, but in this case I don't care. Although I did ask myself once, what made Kim Kardashian's butt so . . . unusual. I reckon she had some butt injections from the butt Doctors! They did not look natural and for my two cents worth, I never understood the appeal! I reckon you can get anything made bigger out there, so sad!
So this woman wants her butt bigger. During the program they keep showing a woman that looks like they glued basketballs on her butt! Was that disproportional butt an example of what them silly ass women want to look like, or was it meant to get a laugh? I'm serious I don't know! Wowza, why???
This woman found someone called Nurse Garner that offered to enhance the gluteus, to its maximus! That Nurse Garner was a story in herself. She was a 6 foot 3 inch transgender, who was greedy, that's where the title American Greed comes in.
There's tragedy in may ways here. Poor decision making process, greed. Nurse Garner by the way she wasn't a nurse. Nurse Garner was making a lot of money working out of her house doing twenty butt injections a day, for $1500.00 each. She was injecting these women with industrial grade silicone, bought by the gallon from your hardware store!
The woman the article was about died from the silicone getting into her bloodstream. The police investing gated and found another victim that also died at the hands of Nurse Garner. Garner was not charged, but served time for other reasons, in this case.
THIS POST IS WAS INTENTIONALLY MADE FUNNY IN CERTAIN AREAS, I COULD NOT HELP MYSELF!
THERE'S SO MANY PEOPLE WHO ARE ONLY OUT THERE TO MAKE A FAST EASY BUCK. THESE TYPE PEOPLE HAVE NO MORALS, THEY EXIST TO PREY UPON THE GULLIBLE WHO DON'T ASK QUESTIONS AND DO NOT USE COMMON SENSE. IF IT WAS UP TO ME THEY WOULD BE HUNG UP IN OUR OVERLY CROWDED PRISON YARDS FOR ALL TO SEE.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE CONMEN KNOW THEY WILL NEVER RUN OUT OF SIMPLE MINDED PEOPLE TO PRACTICE THEIR DISPICABLE TRADE ON. THE FLEECING IS UNCOMPREHENSIBLE TO A MAN WHO HAS WORKED HIS WHOLE LIFE, WITH LITTLE TO SHOW FOR IT! I HAVE NO COMPASION FOR THE LOW- BELLIES OF SOCIETY WHO PREY UPON THE PEOPLE WITH LACK NO COMMON SENSE!! UNFORTUNATELY THAT'S NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOL, AND IF THE PARENTS DON'T HAVE IT, WELL WE'RE IN DEEP DOO-DOO!!!
WITH THAT BEING SAID IT'S NOT JUST THE LOW END CONMEN AND DRUG PUSHERS. I INCLUDE INTO THAT EQUATION THE ELITES ON WALL STREET!
WE COMMON PEOPLE ARE FUCKED EVERY DAY! SAD TO SAY BUT YOU KNOW ITS TRUE. WE SIMPLY WISH TO GET MARRIED RAISE A FAMILY, HAVE A ROOF OVER OUR HEAD, PROVIDING THE NECCESSITIES FOR OUR FAMILY. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO HOPE FOR? I USE TO THINK NOT, I'M NO LONGER SURE! AN EXAMPLE WHEN I WAS FORCED TO RETIRE A YEAR AND A HALF AGO. I WAS MAKING THE SAME PAY, THAT I MADE IN 1987. THE COMPANY I WORKED FOR WAY BACK THEN, CLOSED ITS DOORS, COULD NO LONGER COMPETE WITH MEXICO'S WAGES. SADLY ENOUGH THE PLACE I RETIRED FROM IS NOW CLOSED! SORRY MY MIND GETS TO BEATING AND I CANNOT TURN IT OFF, BELIEVE ME I WISH I COULD!!!
I walk out of the restroom at work, that's all I remember for 5 days, seems a blood clot done a little number on my lungs and heart. I was blue and life jumped back into me from the help of my fellow workers. I was given CPR by two of them, ( It was the old fashion way, ) The former soldier did mouth to mouth and told me much later "that I was the only man he had ever put his lips on!" As my grandmother would say "God bless him!" when the firemen arrived they fired me back up with the Frankenstein electricity paddles, not once, but twice. On the way to the hospital the paramedics fired me up two more times. One more time at the hospital, my battery was charged like the energizer bunny. The hospital was afraid my fall may of cracked my skull. My wife said recently "the damage was done before the fall!" That's kind a funny!!!
Anyhow for whatever, reason I'm still alive and kicking. Apparently it wasn't my time, others tell me
there's a reason. That opens up another post I shall visit another day.
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I happen upon many stories, that cannot be true, we know we cannot believe everything we hear or read. The following story I believe is true, it's sad and shows how some people make incredibly bad decisions, but a life should not be lost for that!
I was channel surfing, and happened upon a program called American Greed, titled 'Butt Enhancement.' I kid you not. I don't have to make stuff up! I flip by the channel and a couple seconds later my mind caught with my finger. Me brain did a, hey what?, "that didn't say what I think it said did it!" But it did! Women were making their butts BIGGER. I can't make these kind of butt jokes up. First off why would women want their butts bigger, some have mighty good size butts already! My brain can't lock onto that scenario. Then I remember reading where a woman was injecting tire sealant into women's buttocks to make them bigger. Just an useless unneeded thought that stuck in my mind, that will never come to the forefront, but the bulb was still lit, so is it true or false, one never knows, although I did read that in more than one place. I certainly never believe everything I read, unless it's in the National Enquirer. [ place smile here ]
So there was this black women, ( I gots to say this one thing, blacks usually have bigger butts, so why would they want, even bigger derrieres, beats me! ) wants her butt, bigger . . . I don't know! The commentator was talking about how it had become the rage, I must of missed that! He went on to mention Kim Kardashian and a couple other personalities that made it popular. Well now what I didn't know that it was actually happening, plastic surgeon or butt Doctors were actually making the buttocks bigger. That shows you I'm from the Midwest and out of touch with many things, but in this case I don't care. Although I did ask myself once, what made Kim Kardashian's butt so . . . unusual. I reckon she had some butt injections from the butt Doctors! They did not look natural and for my two cents worth, I never understood the appeal! I reckon you can get anything made bigger out there, so sad!
So this woman wants her butt bigger. During the program they keep showing a woman that looks like they glued basketballs on her butt! Was that disproportional butt an example of what them silly ass women want to look like, or was it meant to get a laugh? I'm serious I don't know! Wowza, why???
This woman found someone called Nurse Garner that offered to enhance the gluteus, to its maximus! That Nurse Garner was a story in herself. She was a 6 foot 3 inch transgender, who was greedy, that's where the title American Greed comes in.
There's tragedy in may ways here. Poor decision making process, greed. Nurse Garner by the way she wasn't a nurse. Nurse Garner was making a lot of money working out of her house doing twenty butt injections a day, for $1500.00 each. She was injecting these women with industrial grade silicone, bought by the gallon from your hardware store!
The woman the article was about died from the silicone getting into her bloodstream. The police investing gated and found another victim that also died at the hands of Nurse Garner. Garner was not charged, but served time for other reasons, in this case.
THIS POST IS WAS INTENTIONALLY MADE FUNNY IN CERTAIN AREAS, I COULD NOT HELP MYSELF!
THERE'S SO MANY PEOPLE WHO ARE ONLY OUT THERE TO MAKE A FAST EASY BUCK. THESE TYPE PEOPLE HAVE NO MORALS, THEY EXIST TO PREY UPON THE GULLIBLE WHO DON'T ASK QUESTIONS AND DO NOT USE COMMON SENSE. IF IT WAS UP TO ME THEY WOULD BE HUNG UP IN OUR OVERLY CROWDED PRISON YARDS FOR ALL TO SEE.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE CONMEN KNOW THEY WILL NEVER RUN OUT OF SIMPLE MINDED PEOPLE TO PRACTICE THEIR DISPICABLE TRADE ON. THE FLEECING IS UNCOMPREHENSIBLE TO A MAN WHO HAS WORKED HIS WHOLE LIFE, WITH LITTLE TO SHOW FOR IT! I HAVE NO COMPASION FOR THE LOW- BELLIES OF SOCIETY WHO PREY UPON THE PEOPLE WITH LACK NO COMMON SENSE!! UNFORTUNATELY THAT'S NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOL, AND IF THE PARENTS DON'T HAVE IT, WELL WE'RE IN DEEP DOO-DOO!!!
WITH THAT BEING SAID IT'S NOT JUST THE LOW END CONMEN AND DRUG PUSHERS. I INCLUDE INTO THAT EQUATION THE ELITES ON WALL STREET!
WE COMMON PEOPLE ARE FUCKED EVERY DAY! SAD TO SAY BUT YOU KNOW ITS TRUE. WE SIMPLY WISH TO GET MARRIED RAISE A FAMILY, HAVE A ROOF OVER OUR HEAD, PROVIDING THE NECCESSITIES FOR OUR FAMILY. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO HOPE FOR? I USE TO THINK NOT, I'M NO LONGER SURE! AN EXAMPLE WHEN I WAS FORCED TO RETIRE A YEAR AND A HALF AGO. I WAS MAKING THE SAME PAY, THAT I MADE IN 1987. THE COMPANY I WORKED FOR WAY BACK THEN, CLOSED ITS DOORS, COULD NO LONGER COMPETE WITH MEXICO'S WAGES. SADLY ENOUGH THE PLACE I RETIRED FROM IS NOW CLOSED! SORRY MY MIND GETS TO BEATING AND I CANNOT TURN IT OFF, BELIEVE ME I WISH I COULD!!!
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
BLOVIATE
I keep on practicing my typing, even though my speed never improves! They say "practice makes perfect" or something like that! I could practice forever and still never be perfect! I do it for the fun anyhow. If-un you want perfection don't tune in to Glenview, no sir! I quack myself up sometimes, and if I can give y'all an occasional grin, chuckle, or just a shakin' of your head then I'm as happy as a pig in slop!
Oh my God, I quacked myself up at that old pig, slop saying. This is why I thought it to be funny are you ready? I thought "I bet most people don't know what slop is." No, no, no, not sloppy Joe's as in Manwich. Sheesh I bet most of y'all don't know what Manwich is, yikes!! I can see I opened up a can o worms for myself! Okay! I shall explain first the sloppy Joe's Manwich thing-ma-bob.
Manwich, I don't want to know nothing, about what is really in it. Oh heavens can they sue me. Hell all I have is a buck, 2.95! How much is that? Hell I don't know, that's another of one of them old sayings I had to listen to as a kid!
I've lost my train of thought, I'll have to wait until I hear the train go by my house! Whoo, whoo, right on schedule! Is it train or trane, damn! watching too much television rots the brain, now add in a lot o medicine to keep me going and the old person phase I happen to be stuck in, there's no hope for Glen. Please excuse the person at the keyboard, he knoweth not what he sayeth, or doeth!!!
I love going to A and W root beer and ordering their coneys. You know, a hot dog, on a hot dog bun with ground beef and special seasoning. You know I thought this explaining of the slop thing would of been a tad easier but no!!! Oh by the way I also love root beer!
Slop for pigs is anything leftover after your breakfast, dinner, or supper, yes sir, would I lie to you. I'm a expert on this subject because my grandfather and uncle always raised their own hogs fer, fer, fer . . . food in their freezer. Them little pigs loovveedd sweet stuff, you know donuts, breads, cakes and such. Enough info about slop, how I do get carried away sometimes!
Seems I was talking about something in the first paragraph. "I know, I know" said the teachers pet. Properness never improves, arouns here. ( If you don't know it can't improve it! ) If I'm illiterate that means I cannot read or write, right? Sometimes I do get, ill a tryin' to put properness in. I just go with it, hoping anybody that reads my humble words are not English Majors.
I am literate, I can read, and I can right cursive or is that write cursive, just took my meds I be feelin' a mite loony, and I do know a heap o cuss words. Now where the problem comes in, is all them rules and such. Apparently I was absent when that was discussed, because I don't remember any of the rules. I could blame that on old age, being as how that was many presidents ago. Finishing high school was a way to get a good paying factory job, wayyy back then.
Times sure have changed since we said the pledge of allegiance. They don't do that anymore do they?
I'm hard of hearing and always use the close captioning. Funny thing is a computer apparently
interprets the dialogue. I see so many mistakes, it sure as hell doesn't help my writing right, one bit! It's bad enough I have hearing trouble, add the mistakes of the captioning, sheesh! I don't stand a chance!
Sometimes the highly educated news people use words I do not recognize. Everything seems to be against me in this writing endeavor. Yet I plug away, and as long as I'm having fun, even if I'm the only one quacking up. I will keep on trying. I'm like the little train that thinks he can
only I'm too stupid to know I can't
I do love playing with words, so I'm going to play around with a word or two. Hope you don't mind?
I heard the word BLOVIATE, sounds like someone with a hangover upchucking! Yes, I was watching the news and the host was talking about politics. Makes sense now don't it? It's easy to understand as to whom he was referring to right?
BLOVIATE = Talk at length, especially in an inflated or empty way.
Slang to discourse at length in a pompous or boastful way.
The first three letters seem to set the stage for the rest of the word! Blo-, add pompous, boastful, you know who it is don't you? Blowhard also comes to mind.
Well I reckon that's enough for today boys and girls, please stay tune as I attempt the impossible. If Hillary OR Donald can become president there's hope for me to learn to write . . . nah!
Oh my God, I quacked myself up at that old pig, slop saying. This is why I thought it to be funny are you ready? I thought "I bet most people don't know what slop is." No, no, no, not sloppy Joe's as in Manwich. Sheesh I bet most of y'all don't know what Manwich is, yikes!! I can see I opened up a can o worms for myself! Okay! I shall explain first the sloppy Joe's Manwich thing-ma-bob.
Manwich, I don't want to know nothing, about what is really in it. Oh heavens can they sue me. Hell all I have is a buck, 2.95! How much is that? Hell I don't know, that's another of one of them old sayings I had to listen to as a kid!
I've lost my train of thought, I'll have to wait until I hear the train go by my house! Whoo, whoo, right on schedule! Is it train or trane, damn! watching too much television rots the brain, now add in a lot o medicine to keep me going and the old person phase I happen to be stuck in, there's no hope for Glen. Please excuse the person at the keyboard, he knoweth not what he sayeth, or doeth!!!
I love going to A and W root beer and ordering their coneys. You know, a hot dog, on a hot dog bun with ground beef and special seasoning. You know I thought this explaining of the slop thing would of been a tad easier but no!!! Oh by the way I also love root beer!
Slop for pigs is anything leftover after your breakfast, dinner, or supper, yes sir, would I lie to you. I'm a expert on this subject because my grandfather and uncle always raised their own hogs fer, fer, fer . . . food in their freezer. Them little pigs loovveedd sweet stuff, you know donuts, breads, cakes and such. Enough info about slop, how I do get carried away sometimes!
Seems I was talking about something in the first paragraph. "I know, I know" said the teachers pet. Properness never improves, arouns here. ( If you don't know it can't improve it! ) If I'm illiterate that means I cannot read or write, right? Sometimes I do get, ill a tryin' to put properness in. I just go with it, hoping anybody that reads my humble words are not English Majors.
I am literate, I can read, and I can right cursive or is that write cursive, just took my meds I be feelin' a mite loony, and I do know a heap o cuss words. Now where the problem comes in, is all them rules and such. Apparently I was absent when that was discussed, because I don't remember any of the rules. I could blame that on old age, being as how that was many presidents ago. Finishing high school was a way to get a good paying factory job, wayyy back then.
Times sure have changed since we said the pledge of allegiance. They don't do that anymore do they?
I'm hard of hearing and always use the close captioning. Funny thing is a computer apparently
interprets the dialogue. I see so many mistakes, it sure as hell doesn't help my writing right, one bit! It's bad enough I have hearing trouble, add the mistakes of the captioning, sheesh! I don't stand a chance!
Sometimes the highly educated news people use words I do not recognize. Everything seems to be against me in this writing endeavor. Yet I plug away, and as long as I'm having fun, even if I'm the only one quacking up. I will keep on trying. I'm like the little train that thinks he can
only I'm too stupid to know I can't
I do love playing with words, so I'm going to play around with a word or two. Hope you don't mind?
I heard the word BLOVIATE, sounds like someone with a hangover upchucking! Yes, I was watching the news and the host was talking about politics. Makes sense now don't it? It's easy to understand as to whom he was referring to right?
BLOVIATE = Talk at length, especially in an inflated or empty way.
Slang to discourse at length in a pompous or boastful way.
The first three letters seem to set the stage for the rest of the word! Blo-, add pompous, boastful, you know who it is don't you? Blowhard also comes to mind.
Well I reckon that's enough for today boys and girls, please stay tune as I attempt the impossible. If Hillary OR Donald can become president there's hope for me to learn to write . . . nah!
Friday, May 13, 2016
My battery is dead!
I come to you my friends, with nothing to say. I hear you saying "well why are you on your computer?" I'm waiting for lightning to charge me mind. Something needs to charge it, every day it weakens a wee bit. Not from usage like a cell phone, texting, playing games whatever. A car battery will eventually just give out after time. The battery must have new energy to keep it alive. You can put a little trickle charger using electricity, that ever so gently keeps a battery alive, if you never start your automobile. Say your old and don't go out in the wintertime like me, just hook one of them trickle chargers on to keep your battery from going ka-put. ( dead )
'Bout now your asking yourself "where the hell is he going with this!" I don't know this is what I call priming the pump, only tonight it can be called trickle charging or me battery is dead!
I stay up late after my wife goes to bed and watch television, occasionally I find something interesting, remember I said occasionally.
I have a question, before the political primaries what was on the news channels? Is there not other news worthy news to report??? Surely in this big ol' world there is news a happening! Come on people our brains are dying, find some news besides American Politics, sheesh I'm goin' to need a bunch of them trickle chargers for me brain if this continues! Funny thing there happens to be a gazillion news shows starting at about 5 pm. I use to watch just one every evening Lou Dobbs. Surely with all these news shows every evening there's different new being reported! Damn just look at how much news of the world could be reported. You know like the smog reports from China, recap the North Koreans leaders day and how many missiles he's fired off. He's like a kid with fireworks! Surely there's deaths, devastation going on besides the wars. News use to just loovvee to report on them natural and man made disasters. How about illegal drugs being smuggled across the borders and hundreds of people jumping the southern fences. Earthquakes . . . every body needs a little shakin' up. Damn I'd rather see a good tornado or flood or a forest fire instead of the mind numbing reports of our fine Politicians.
I'm forced to watch a baseball game. Don't get me wrong I use-ta love to watch the Cincinnati Reds, then I grew up.
I use-ta love to watch crime dramas, shows like Castle, Greys Anatomy, Bones and others I just cannot think off because my battery is too low. Still love a good western, sure don't see many of them anymore. My favorite being Lonesome Dove. I do watch Dancing with the Stars with my wife.
Earlier tonight I came across The 700 Club. Poor ol' Pat Robertson is getting old. There was something about him I could not take my eyes off of. His head seemed humongous, must of been my medicines, looked like a bobble head toy. Oh my God can I say that!
I get bored, so bored sometimes I could just cry! At this point I start stirring up my dog Taco, after we fight and play I do feel better.
I suppose we as humans are never satisfied. I still feel the need to understand, make sense where there is no sense. Why is that why can't I just be satisfied to sit out in the swing on a nice sunny day, block everything out and feel the moment. Listen to the birds singing, feel the sun on my face. Because it's too fricking hot, and my hearing is shot I can't hear the birds.
'Bout now your asking yourself "where the hell is he going with this!" I don't know this is what I call priming the pump, only tonight it can be called trickle charging or me battery is dead!
I stay up late after my wife goes to bed and watch television, occasionally I find something interesting, remember I said occasionally.
I have a question, before the political primaries what was on the news channels? Is there not other news worthy news to report??? Surely in this big ol' world there is news a happening! Come on people our brains are dying, find some news besides American Politics, sheesh I'm goin' to need a bunch of them trickle chargers for me brain if this continues! Funny thing there happens to be a gazillion news shows starting at about 5 pm. I use to watch just one every evening Lou Dobbs. Surely with all these news shows every evening there's different new being reported! Damn just look at how much news of the world could be reported. You know like the smog reports from China, recap the North Koreans leaders day and how many missiles he's fired off. He's like a kid with fireworks! Surely there's deaths, devastation going on besides the wars. News use to just loovvee to report on them natural and man made disasters. How about illegal drugs being smuggled across the borders and hundreds of people jumping the southern fences. Earthquakes . . . every body needs a little shakin' up. Damn I'd rather see a good tornado or flood or a forest fire instead of the mind numbing reports of our fine Politicians.
I'm forced to watch a baseball game. Don't get me wrong I use-ta love to watch the Cincinnati Reds, then I grew up.
I use-ta love to watch crime dramas, shows like Castle, Greys Anatomy, Bones and others I just cannot think off because my battery is too low. Still love a good western, sure don't see many of them anymore. My favorite being Lonesome Dove. I do watch Dancing with the Stars with my wife.
Earlier tonight I came across The 700 Club. Poor ol' Pat Robertson is getting old. There was something about him I could not take my eyes off of. His head seemed humongous, must of been my medicines, looked like a bobble head toy. Oh my God can I say that!
I get bored, so bored sometimes I could just cry! At this point I start stirring up my dog Taco, after we fight and play I do feel better.
I suppose we as humans are never satisfied. I still feel the need to understand, make sense where there is no sense. Why is that why can't I just be satisfied to sit out in the swing on a nice sunny day, block everything out and feel the moment. Listen to the birds singing, feel the sun on my face. Because it's too fricking hot, and my hearing is shot I can't hear the birds.
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
SENSE AND AID!
Nothing coming through my upstairs department. Lines are down, shorted out, frayed, fricked up or whatever!!! It be the whatever I be a worried about! Everything we take in through our senses every day from our first sensing.
( I don't like that last sentence but it does make sense I hope! )
I sensed a lot of things today and how did or how will it affect me, the rest of my life? So many thoughts, perceptions of what you feel. Thousands of triggers from them darn senses hitting you inside the head, firing them synapsey thing-a-ma-jigs!
LORD . . . HAVE MERCI! I BE A FELLIN' SOMETHING, I'M GONNA GO WITH IT! IS SILLINESS A SENSE???
Sensors, I just love that word. I sense, you sense, the whole world senses. I sense a lot of shenanigans, and a whole lot O shit happening in the Republican family 'bout now! Democratic family, yikes more fun a going on, than a barrel of monkeys! Yet I do not see any COMMONERS sense. There be nothing common sensed about either party. Ain't suppose to be no parties going on, but I'm sure at all the parties that both party's have, they be partying, making fun at how they fleece us, us, us, common people. They be riding high on the hog with all that pork barreling partying. Yep! we as a nation be 19 and a lotta zeroes in debt, this here old boy can't comprendaaaa!!! This pork barreling thing be a real piece of mighty finnee legislative procedural stuffing, from our mighty finnee legislators stuffing!! After all they do loovvee their pork and all that porking around going on. Yes sir! Damn!!! all them educated Lawyer type putting that learn-ed education to work for them. Not only that, the aides working for them there Legislator/Lawyering whatch-a-ma-call thems, be Political Majors and aides in training, a keeping the aiding, the fleecing, the porking going on from generation to generation. After all, we are aiding everybody in the world, BUT we the ones who pay aid to the government so as they can take our hard earned money to do the aiding! We come to the aid of countries to don't even ask for our aid. Yes sir after 4 trillion dollars of Iran and Afghanistan aid look how much better off they are!!! That region be a heap better off! Our government gives Iran the greatest deal off all!!! Yikes what is the government or one particular person trying to give away the farm/the country!!! We have stabilized the whole middle east with money and aid!!! The government/politicians have so much sense and aid we just give it away!!!
We certainly have aided the big banks that we pay interest to from ALL the borrowed money!!! We aided, many big banks with free money!!! ( Wait I thought that's where the bankers come in, making money from nothing!!! What does them banker think, ( That money grows on trees!!! ) Hell no it's printed!!!
Ain't no wonder to this here poor uneducated old man from the Heartland we're right fired and fucked up!!! ( Can I say that? ) ((( Please advise the jurors to strike that from their mum-ory, I did not say that, nor would I ever say such a thing! )))
( I don't like that last sentence but it does make sense I hope! )
I sensed a lot of things today and how did or how will it affect me, the rest of my life? So many thoughts, perceptions of what you feel. Thousands of triggers from them darn senses hitting you inside the head, firing them synapsey thing-a-ma-jigs!
LORD . . . HAVE MERCI! I BE A FELLIN' SOMETHING, I'M GONNA GO WITH IT! IS SILLINESS A SENSE???
Sensors, I just love that word. I sense, you sense, the whole world senses. I sense a lot of shenanigans, and a whole lot O shit happening in the Republican family 'bout now! Democratic family, yikes more fun a going on, than a barrel of monkeys! Yet I do not see any COMMONERS sense. There be nothing common sensed about either party. Ain't suppose to be no parties going on, but I'm sure at all the parties that both party's have, they be partying, making fun at how they fleece us, us, us, common people. They be riding high on the hog with all that pork barreling partying. Yep! we as a nation be 19 and a lotta zeroes in debt, this here old boy can't comprendaaaa!!! This pork barreling thing be a real piece of mighty finnee legislative procedural stuffing, from our mighty finnee legislators stuffing!! After all they do loovvee their pork and all that porking around going on. Yes sir! Damn!!! all them educated Lawyer type putting that learn-ed education to work for them. Not only that, the aides working for them there Legislator/Lawyering whatch-a-ma-call thems, be Political Majors and aides in training, a keeping the aiding, the fleecing, the porking going on from generation to generation. After all, we are aiding everybody in the world, BUT we the ones who pay aid to the government so as they can take our hard earned money to do the aiding! We come to the aid of countries to don't even ask for our aid. Yes sir after 4 trillion dollars of Iran and Afghanistan aid look how much better off they are!!! That region be a heap better off! Our government gives Iran the greatest deal off all!!! Yikes what is the government or one particular person trying to give away the farm/the country!!! We have stabilized the whole middle east with money and aid!!! The government/politicians have so much sense and aid we just give it away!!!
We certainly have aided the big banks that we pay interest to from ALL the borrowed money!!! We aided, many big banks with free money!!! ( Wait I thought that's where the bankers come in, making money from nothing!!! What does them banker think, ( That money grows on trees!!! ) Hell no it's printed!!!
Ain't no wonder to this here poor uneducated old man from the Heartland we're right fired and fucked up!!! ( Can I say that? ) ((( Please advise the jurors to strike that from their mum-ory, I did not say that, nor would I ever say such a thing! )))
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Much to do about Nothing . . . and more!
I like that title, don't know where I'm going to go yet, but that be the wonderment of yet. I guess along with you.
I have been outside push mowing some grass. sheesh with as much rain as we have been getting I could mow every day, if the damn ground was dry enough. I like to mow about 30 minutes a day for exercise, old Glen needs his exercise, yes he does!
I take several blood pressure medicines, they sure slow me down. I force myself to do anything, that's quite a challenge in itself.
Body says "just stay in that easy chair, you don't have to do a thing!"
Mind says "get up, do something you'll feel better!"
So I'm outside mowing grass and today it was humid I'd reckon, with them bugs biting me, I hate them. Makes you wonder how such small bugs could ever bug you through a shirt. Is that why their called bugs, because that is their job to bug us humans? ( Sons-a-bitching biting buggers any way!!! )
Body says "see I told you to stay in that chair, you would not be sweating!"
Mind says "don't listen you need exercise, mowing a little grass everyday is good for you."
Body says "you need to get some of them chocolate marijuana bars from Colorado, after all they are the Rocky Mountain high state!"
Mind says "mind over matter, don't matter what your body is saying listen to the mind."
I do believe some marijuana would help us old folks, "what the fuck is it gonna hurt!?" Is it going to make me forgetful and, my mind cloudy! Shite . . . I been like that for a long time, more so since my last hospital stays. You read right I was not out but three days and had to go to the big city hospital. This here dope needs me some dopamine for the brain, make 'er fire on all cylinders till uncle Grimm cometh for me.
There is good medicines that would help us old ones from the many aches and pains of growing old but others people and the so called Doctors have over prescribed, so we're left to suffer until we die. Being honest, and obeying the laws, working for a living, doing the right thing sucks!!!
Honesty is the best policy, is that right, then I've been fucked my entire life!
I'm mad as hell at the stupidity of trying to live another day! The Doctors, one leads to another to another, before you know it you're juggling Doctors and are taking so much medicine, you want to give up, why?
Sure as hell don't seem worth yet, then you watch the evening news or try to find an entertaining show on television.
You desperately want to get back into writing something worthwhile. You go back and read some of your earlier posts and it doesn't seem like that was you. My mind is stuck searching for that spark of short stories to become another Flame, but it doesn't. I need that desperately to re-ignite to make my mind take over and live for the writing, I must, I need, I will survive!!
I sure as hell would rather have 5 years of quality life than 10 years of what I have most days!
All the medicines I take have sucked me into the legal drug cartel. I certainly see why people get sucked into the drugs like heroin. Trouble is there is no backing off, their hooked!
I was hooked once on a prescribed drug called prednisone. I felt wonderful for the week I took those little pills. So I suffer knowing we old people must suffer the growing old pains, that I have no doubt on my mind would be available if all theses wonder drugs was not abused by hustlers, lazy asses that we have in society. THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have been outside push mowing some grass. sheesh with as much rain as we have been getting I could mow every day, if the damn ground was dry enough. I like to mow about 30 minutes a day for exercise, old Glen needs his exercise, yes he does!
I take several blood pressure medicines, they sure slow me down. I force myself to do anything, that's quite a challenge in itself.
Body says "just stay in that easy chair, you don't have to do a thing!"
Mind says "get up, do something you'll feel better!"
So I'm outside mowing grass and today it was humid I'd reckon, with them bugs biting me, I hate them. Makes you wonder how such small bugs could ever bug you through a shirt. Is that why their called bugs, because that is their job to bug us humans? ( Sons-a-bitching biting buggers any way!!! )
Body says "see I told you to stay in that chair, you would not be sweating!"
Mind says "don't listen you need exercise, mowing a little grass everyday is good for you."
Body says "you need to get some of them chocolate marijuana bars from Colorado, after all they are the Rocky Mountain high state!"
Mind says "mind over matter, don't matter what your body is saying listen to the mind."
I do believe some marijuana would help us old folks, "what the fuck is it gonna hurt!?" Is it going to make me forgetful and, my mind cloudy! Shite . . . I been like that for a long time, more so since my last hospital stays. You read right I was not out but three days and had to go to the big city hospital. This here dope needs me some dopamine for the brain, make 'er fire on all cylinders till uncle Grimm cometh for me.
There is good medicines that would help us old ones from the many aches and pains of growing old but others people and the so called Doctors have over prescribed, so we're left to suffer until we die. Being honest, and obeying the laws, working for a living, doing the right thing sucks!!!
Honesty is the best policy, is that right, then I've been fucked my entire life!
I'm mad as hell at the stupidity of trying to live another day! The Doctors, one leads to another to another, before you know it you're juggling Doctors and are taking so much medicine, you want to give up, why?
Sure as hell don't seem worth yet, then you watch the evening news or try to find an entertaining show on television.
You desperately want to get back into writing something worthwhile. You go back and read some of your earlier posts and it doesn't seem like that was you. My mind is stuck searching for that spark of short stories to become another Flame, but it doesn't. I need that desperately to re-ignite to make my mind take over and live for the writing, I must, I need, I will survive!!
I sure as hell would rather have 5 years of quality life than 10 years of what I have most days!
All the medicines I take have sucked me into the legal drug cartel. I certainly see why people get sucked into the drugs like heroin. Trouble is there is no backing off, their hooked!
I was hooked once on a prescribed drug called prednisone. I felt wonderful for the week I took those little pills. So I suffer knowing we old people must suffer the growing old pains, that I have no doubt on my mind would be available if all theses wonder drugs was not abused by hustlers, lazy asses that we have in society. THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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