We lost the patriarch of the family, my Grandpa on new years day. A hell of a good man and he will most definitely be missed, but he went out exactly how he wanted to…peacefully in his sleep. We lost a lot in the last two years, grandpa, his wife Gerry, my Aunt Donna and my Mom…that’s enough of that as far as I’m concerned. The picture is of him in 1947 playing football for Codell the year they went undefeated.
I know this was probably posted before, but I wanted to dedicate this tune to my Grandfather, a shrinebuilder of sorts himself, although the tune itself is way out of his comfort zone when it comes to music…
This was me on my birthday at the Aquarium of the Pacific. You can buy these little cups of nectar and the birds go nuts for the nectar…classic. Felt good that particular moment and I’m still hoping for more moments like that this year. Been a rough lead in to turning the big 50. Seen a lot of shit and I’m tired of it, just wanting to cruise from here on out.
The animals in the Omen just fucking knew that Damien was the Antichrist…this character had a nice speech that was so obscenely full of fallacy…my logic professors must cringe every time they hear him speak.
A little chilly here today in NoWhere Kansas, with just enough breeze to make it a little unpleasant, but the sun is shining. The wind makes all the difference here, in the summer it’s a hot wind and in the winter the wind can be a deal breaker. Like I’ve said it may be colder where you live and I feel for ya…this is cold enough for me, we need the winter as a part of the cycle, but bring on the spring.
Crappy end to the year, so definitely looking forward to a new start, although it may be like it has always been when going to sleep and waking up to some kind of Groundhog Day nightmare. If I just could keep that optimistic feeling all day long, the one that I get when I have my first cup of coffee and cigarette in the morning…awwww…like Homer Simpson having a donut.
Let’s end this with some wisdom from the almighty Motorhead…don’t be that person, the one with no class…
Shut up you talk too loud
You don’t fit in with the crowd
I can’t believe you exist
I crossed you right off my list
Too much too soon
Way out of tune
No class [x5]
Ah baby no class
No class
No class
Way out you’re way out of line
No buddy I can’t spare a dime
Fade out baby that’s right
No bark and even less bite
Your perfect smile
Betrays your lack of style
No class [x5]
Ah baby no class
No class
No class
Too late ya can’t catch up now
You face the wrong way anyhow
I know you ain’t got the brain
To come in out of the rain
Too bad no magic
I’m afraid you’re merely tragic
No class [x5]
Ah baby no class
No class
No class
If you’re here, get off your phone (this site uses tons of data, because I’m GIF happy), best viewed and listened to on a computer, preferably one that’s hooked up some way to decent speakers (like me) or you got some bitchen headphones (also like me). In other news (hahaha), missed the Mustard Relics 11th Anniversary last month…damn it (curse vs. cuss). If you have been and/or are a Relic cheers to you…I fucking mean that!
My big boy Mr. Pickles, waiting for a belly scratch…love my dog but like me he is perhaps an emotional train wreck…this one long lost virtual pal called me passive aggressive…I had to look it up but I’ve since forgotten what that means…I prefer just odd. I have yet to meet a person that wasn’t a wreck in some way shape or form. Reminds me of the drunks accusing me of being a drunk (and of course I was the drunken-est of all…slimeball).
Superior GIFmanship…I could only hope to create something so wonderfully contemplative…
Not a big Nightmare on Elm Street fan, but I feel the moment in this picture. Cancer sticks will probably be what kills me, like they did my Mom and at this point I’m okay with that, have little if any urge to quit. One of the many things I learned from the fucking miserable years it took to finally get off the hooch was that it won’t work unless you are truly ready. What I’m feeling is 50 around the corner, a little reminiscent in a surreal kinda way. It’s been a long road to put in that amount of time on this planet and so damn much of it was shit. On the other hand, there’s been lot’s of good people that I’ve crossed paths with, and I feel truly blessed by that. I’ll take one good soul over 10 shitty ones any day and I hope that at least a few of those good folks have fond memories associated with our interactions. So Freddy here is me thinking about you and being grateful…Cheers, or as I sometimes say…a tall glass of water and wide cup of coffee to your happiness and success…
If it had been my truck it would have ran into the side. I had a turkey do that once, may have written about it way back then…fucker flew right into the front corner of the jalopy I had at the time…exploded into a cloud of feathers…dead.
A GIF I made from a profound piece by 