Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Mary Louise Parker: I LOVE YOU!!!!!!


Mary-Louise Parker

Real Me.....Not the Internet Version

So I met a woman recently and we had a great time speaking on the phone. 

I relayed my unhappiness with constant Texting and Facebook. Who knew years ago that one day we'd be doing most of our conversing with our thumbs.  I also told her that I have a rule that no one who knows me less than 6 months to a year will gain access to my Facebook Page nor my Blog.  Reason being is that in this day and age, we tend to want to define people based on what they write on FB or on their Blog.  That is the main reason I blog under a pseudonym; it allows me the freedom to explore and express thoughts and idea's that I may not want attributed to my writings.

Facebook is a whole other story.  We use Facebook to tell people how we feel at that moment, what we did that day or are doing at that moment, where we are, who we like and what our children look like.  We no longer have to pick up the phone to reach out. We just log on, anonymously, and get our updates.

Its such a shame that we have chosen to move further and further away from actually living life amongst others. 

We sit in restuarants on our phones, and our IPads and Gameboys.  And its not only the children, but the entire family.  There is no gathering of the minds to catch up on the days activities.

A TV show recently had a scene where the mom was calling her daughter downstairs for supper, and the girl came down annoyed and said, "Why didn't you just text me?!"  That is the world we live in now.

But it doesn't have to be that way.


I want to get to know people in person or at least via an actual conversation. I don't want to text, I don't want to Skype, I don't want to Twitter, and I don't want to live on Facebook.

Fuck at this point, I wish I had to get up to change the channel or still owned a Rotary Telephone.  They should make Rotary Cell phones.

Am I getting old! YES!
But I am also rejecting the current status quo of not having to talk to people or touch them anymore.

Wake Up People and Live, together!!!!!

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

The Untold Tale of Last Nights REDACTED meeting. Not told!!!

Boy, I'd like to tell you this story but the tradition of anonymity stops me from revealing it.

REDACTED
But what can you do except apologize, and thats what pisses me off the most. I spoke with REDACTED for some clarity and direction and then apologized to the people involved. 

What has me in HULK MODE today is that not one of them has yet to respond to my apology.

Shows you how well REDACTED works sometimes.

I am breaking rank here to show you a photo of the group, which is a big NO-NO.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

New Medicine or Old Stress? The Puke Diary

Twas only a two weeks ago when I embarked on a new regiment of medication in the hopes of relieving major stress, deep depression, and bad thoughts. But medication cannot work effectively if the stressors are piled on more and more.  There needs to be some time to give the medication a chance to work, but alas I have added a lot of work related stress to my life lately and it is taking a toll.

Shit jobs that are way beneath you will never do much for your self esteem or ego, and my current, soon to be former, job is taking a toll on me.  I get it: its time to leave, but do I have to leave wounded.  Do I have to spend my final days there dry heaving before each shift? Or is the new medication that is making me dry heave?

Maybe no one cares about my dilemma, but I do.  Thats what Blogs are for. 

There is a saying that says, "let go...let God", well thats all well and good if my God would give me some fucking satisfaction.  But demanding satisfaction is an obvious lack of working the 3rd Step in my 12 Step Process.

I have to give my will over to God.  I just don't always want to. I want to punch people in the face, slash their tires and fuck their mothers. I want to drop a vial of LSD into the food and watch everyone get weird.

Whatever is going on it needs to stop.  I cannot keep carrying stress around like its a bodypart.  I can't keep feeding it  or else it'll turn into a bigger monster than it really is.


And if I don't stop stressing over everything I'll never be able to marry her...

Monday, March 12, 2012

Dr. Doolittle Does Nothing.

Ok, I am pissed.  What the fuck happened to Eddie Murphy?  He refuses to acknowledge he was ever on SNL, which was the funniest shit he ever did.  He no longer makes movies like 48hrs or Beverly Hills Cop, but instead comes out with shit like 1,000 Words, Imagine That and Pluto Nash, while he's not busy being a house niggar for Disney by doing Haunted Mansion. 

It seems like God is punishing Eddie Murphy for his offensive, controversial, yet hysterical stand up from the 80's.  Everyone was using the word FAGGOT back then so get over it. 

Now he stars in 1000 Words, a movie which was actually made 4 years ago.  It sat on a shelf collecting dust since George Bush was in office.  And in the movie, Eddie, an actor known and loved for being fast talking, is rendered with only 1000 words to speak before he dies.

What the fuck is that?

He should just do a silent movie while he's at it. Or at least ask Tyler Perry to create a sitcom for him or take over hosting duties on Family Feud from Steve Harvey.

Eddie Murphy has become a complete embarassment causing me to believe he actually died years ago, and this is just a stand in.

I am begging Eddie to set himself on fire, fire his agent, get out of Hollywood, or join the fucking Marines, but STOP MAKING THESE SHITTY FUCKING MOVIES.

Below are some clips to remind you and I that Eddie Murphy had talent at one point......

Eddie Murphy Ice Cream Man bit....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JfMCBh1sJQ

Eddie Murphy - Family Cookout 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-1viJF2hgl0&feature=related

Sunday, March 4, 2012

The Doctor is in....sane!

Dr. Teeth here lying in bed nursing the side effects dr. prescribed medication! Only time will tell if I assume control of my sanity. Mimosa's and Japanese movies may be the cure! We're in the looking glass here people. Sides have been chosen. It's us and them. Maintain radio silence..........

Thursday, March 1, 2012

THE DAYS BETWEEN- music by Jerry Garcia, Lyrics by Robert Hunter



There were days
and there were days
and there were days between
Summer flies and August dies
the world grows dark and mean
Comes the shimmer of the moon
on black infested trees
the singing man is at his song
the holy on their knees
the reckless are out wrecking
the timid plead their pleas
No one knows much more of this
than anyone can see anyone can see

There were days
and there were days
and there were days besides
when phantom ships with phantom sails
set to sea on phantom tides
Comes the lightning of the sun
on bright unfocused eyes
the blue of yet another day
a springtime wet with sighs
a hopeful candle lingers
in the land of lullabies
where headless horsemen vanish
with wild and lonely cries lonely cries

There were days
and there were days
and there were days I know
when all we ever wanted
was to learn and love and grow
Once we grew into our shoes
we told them where to go
walked halfway around the world
on promise of the glow
stood upon a mountain top
walked barefoot in the snow
gave the best we had to give
how much we'll never know we'll never know

There were days
and there were days
and there were days between
polished like a golden bowl
the finest ever seen
Hearts of Summer held in trust
still tender, young and green
left on shelves collecting dust
not knowing what they mean
valentines of flesh and blood
as soft as velveteen
hoping love would not forsake
the days that lie between lie between