Eyepennies…

Grandpa is in the hospital right now with, at least, pneumonia. Talked to him on the phone and, he is out of it, saying weird shit and making it difficult for staff to treat him. I’ve talked to every relative that gives a fuck and a few that don’t. He and his wife need to go into a living situation that provides a little more care, at this point they have someone to help him part time with taking care of his wife, but he not going to be able to continue doing what he has been doing. My Aunt, who is his last surviving child, needs to step up but for some reason she has yet to even go up and check on him in the hospital (she lives in LA and they are 3 or 4 hours north). I would be the next in line to take care of it and I did offer up my Mom’s house, which is 5 minutes away from me, but my step-Grandma would never move to Kansas. Been on the phone all day and pretty wore out, but still trying to keep a grin

It’s the weekend, two days away from work, which has been up and down. The wife took the two exchange students to the sprawling metropolis that is Hays, to do some bullshit and see the new Jumanji, but I of course was up to other things. Hays is just not the same since losing Hastings and now the recently opened comic book store is closing, so I really have no reason to go to a shit town that’s a wannabe city. How about a good ole Lee Hardcastle produced video for Mark Stoermer’s “Filthy Apes and Lions” (a band that reminded me of Sparklehorse, of whom I had not been reminded in quite some time…God there’s a whole time and place for me with first encountering them…it’s a wonderful life)…


And a government shutdown! Hahahaaha, I don’t even know what that means and we probably all should. Ran across several articles in my internet meanderings today purporting to know what that means, but in apathy I did not read them. I did manage to put in my two cents on a political fucking FB post, which I don’t do very often, but I may start more as I’m tired of this left/right bullshit. Sometime later, these lyrics popped into my head…
Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today… Aha-ah…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

And then human nature comes into play, and then I think about what a blight we have been in our existence. Then I’m reminded of the brilliance (not just smarts but a light in the darkness) of of some of the folks I have run across in my almost 1/2 century. My pal Josh Hanson has revised Maslow’s hierarchy of needs…

Something to think about, a call to arms even…

So a good place to end this post (and title it) might be with this Sparklehorse tune, a live vid I had never seen until this wonderful evening…

Don’t linger…

Been a while since I posted a good bullfighting image, this one a quite well done painting of some kind (watercolor?) or perhaps something digital (what the fuck do I know). Been having vegetarian pangings lately and eating less meat (also want to lose weight). My office is in the bustling town of Hill City (actually have another office in the also bustling town of Hoxie) and it’s at a sort of crossroads in small highways. Seems like everyday I see at least one truckload of cattle, once in a while pigs, headed to the feed lots or eventually anyway, the slaughterhouse. Death fucking rollin’ down the road, truck after truck, load after load. Just a God damned commodity. For some reason, whenever I think about death, the next thing I think of is souls, which at that point I figure is at least contemplative and not bleak. I do have a feeling the final outcome is bleak though, but I certainly don’t subscribe to the heaven and hell thing, if anything our existence here is heaven and hell, all wrapped up in a neat package we call life (returns).

Speaking of death, RIP Dolores O’Riordan…she died “suddenly” today of unspecified causes, she was two years younger than I am. The Wife and I thought about going to see them play a few months ago, famous last words, but we didn’t. I don’t know much about her as a person, maybe I wouldn’t want to, but that voice was stellar, a true gift. This here vid is from 93 and was their coming out live appearance in the states…


…a year later on Letterman, with their other “hit”…

day of birth…

Strange pic late last night/early this morning, my 49th fucking birthday, taken by my Son. Him and his school chum Johnathan, have been hanging out for about a week, and we’ve had folks over to visit, so good times with family and friends. I’ve been saying it since 12/07/16, keep your loved ones close, you just never know what the fuck’s gonna to happen and if you’ve all done right by each other. Onward and upward, inhale/exhale, one foot in front of the other, and all that.

We’ve been playing lots of cards and listening to tunes on the bluetooth speaker, but when it’s my turn, folks aren’t feeling it…you can put a lot of good tunes in between Weedeater and SPK, but to no avail. That’s alright, I love a captive audience and when was the last time I could say I educated (always wanted to be an educator, but…). I’m always, as Jonathan said, down the fucking youtube rabbit hole, from one tune on to the next…one foot in front of the other and all that. When something pops into your head, it can be the start of a long journey. Trio was what popped into my head the other day and I ended up doing several hours locked into an early 80s German thing, Back in the early 80s myself, I could name several German hardcore bands, but other than that, maybe Nena and the Scorpions were all I could name off the top of my head. Didn’t discover Trio until the late 80s and it wasn’t until the 10s that I really started appreciating their full catalogue…the guys were beasts. Hopping around in the hole is a blast with Trio as a soundtrack. Finished up with them watching this, previously unseen by me, live set…


Took that trip, then there was this band Ideal that I’d never heard before, that knocked my socks off (so I could rub one out in them)…also live from 1982…absolutely epic tune is Telepathie at the 08:40 mark…

Then it was the immortal Kleenex from 1978…

So here we are, it’s the 10th and I still haven’t published this fucking post. My Son and his bud Jonathan are back in North Carolina, and I’ve passed onto another faze in music listening. My Son took back a puppy he got from a cousin here, and I gotta say if you’re going to fly with a pet, be prepared for hassle and extra cash. My buddy Darryl and I (that’s the puppy when Liam went out to Darryl’s farm on the other side of the county) got back late last night/early this morning, 2am, from dropping the boys off. After 4 hours of sleep off to work…damn! Got some good news and had a CT scan done, but no signs of cancer in my lungs. On the other hand the MRI I had done on my back showed severe deterioration throughout since my last MRI 6 years ago, so growing old gracefully looks like it’s going to be hampered. Aww, what the fuck, as long as I don’t go deaf right? Tonight the playlist has started out slightly differently as I was assaulted with Body Count doing a cover of Slayer’s Raining In Blood/Postmortem. Not a bad job on the Slayer cover and I like what Ice T had to say about the band’s influences other than hip hop, Black Sabbath, Suicidal Tendencies and Slayer. Suicidal Tendencies hmmm, I’ll be damned if they don’t totally shred the fuck outta Institutionalized…


So…where do we go from here?