Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Mind If I Pull A "Greatest Hits" On Ya?

I was goofing off, checking the bloggy stats this evening, and noticed somebody had accessed the July archive, so I thought, "What the hell was I talking about in July?" and went to look, and you know...not bad!  HA!

So here's another Live Album for ya...sorry its' the same old songs, but I liked these no particular order.

I only seem to take on the impossible missions, in which I swear I can perform a miracle and sew a sow's ear into a purse (a lot like my love-life, I might add), so, consider me a retarded optimist if you must, and let that be your guide as you continue reading.  I'm a bit of a blithering idiot who always looks for the best in a person, even when they don't deserve it.  Polly-freaking-Anna.  That's who opens the hate mail.


I feel foolish, and a bit arrogant today, for always thinking that success or failure of a thing is entirely dependent on my actions.  Sometimes, things happen that are completely out of our hands--nothing to be done, never saw it coming--the reasons why, we don't want to think about, maybe not for a long time.  One day, though, maybe soon, maybe not, something will happen to remind you of someone that came into your life, and left again--maybe you haven't spoken to them for a long time, or they have passed on--and in that thing becoming a precious memory, you will find your reason. 


"Can't" is such a catch-all, lazy, defeated word.  "I can't..."  Bullshit.  There is no "can't", there is only, "I don't feel like it" or, "You're not worth the effort to try".  Be honest!  A man with no legs climbed Mt. Everest!  That fact alone makes all of your "can'ts" complete crap.  (Also, a double amputee climbed Mount Kilimanjaro...I'm just sayin'...what's your excuse?)


I will try to rein myself in from the Grand Mind Wander, where I ruminate about how weird and sad it is that humanity has come to this--a succession of thousands of years of "supposed to's" designed to separate us from the animals, and all we get out of it is a bunch of reasons to feel bad about ourselves. I mean...I woke up feeling badbecause I was tired and fell asleep. How fucked up is that?


Remember, people, your expectation of quality service depends on whether or not one scatterbrain has been strong-armed into not losing your paperwork today.  Thank me later.

Thanks for visiting July, oh not-entirely anonymous-person who shall not be named!  It was lovely to see you...


  1. hey! was it me!?!? i'm not so anonymous or very subtle? lol

  2. Do you live in North Carolina? Maybe it WAS you!!!


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