Sunday, July 01, 2007

Ends and odds....

If you’re here for the very first time… RUNNNNN!!!!! I just ended several years of having a car that didn’t have Park. My “park” has been 2 by 4’s, 4 by 4’s, big rocks, big limbs, jack stands (stolen at U Wrench It, the bastards)… etc…etc…

Whenever going ANYWHERE to stop - I had to strategically figure out in advance, the levelest spot - or find a pole or parking curb (downhill) that I could pull into. It’s hell being on MySpace, and on your personal profile right after “About Me” comes “Who I’d like to meet” and it’s been very embarrassing having the “She can’t live on a hill” comment in there.

Today (In my “new“ ghetto cruiser - ‘95 Lincoln Continental), when I pulled into the Piggly Wiggly to park - I parked in the very closest “non-handicap” space I could find, some 8 rows away from my normal downhill-agin a curb spot. I came to know a little of how Rosa Parks felt.. What Martin Luther fought for.. I was equal. Brb, going to take “She can’t live on a hill” off my MySpace.

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Article in paper today. “What’s important in a marriage?” Kids? Howabout they ranked 9th. Probably the second saddest article in today’s paper after Military Deaths. What’s more important today than kids? Among them, according to the research: "sharing household chores," "good housing," "adequate income," a "happy sexual relationship" and "faithfulness."

Barbara Dafoe Whitehead of Rutgers University's National Marriage Project.
"The popular culture is increasingly oriented to fulfilling the X-rated fantasies and desires of adults," she wrote in a recent report. "Child-rearing values - sacrifice, stability, dependability, maturity - seem stale and musty by comparison." Patooey. As bad as I wanna get laid - my son ranks ahead.
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Jobs: It’s an interesting world we live in. I’d love to be a mouse in the pocket upon occasion. Like when one is asked, “whadda you do for a living?”… Ahm, I shoot T-Shirts out of a cannon gun at KC Brigade games… I empty the lavs (stools) on airplanes ß I did that. There’s a donut in there that holds all the poop back. Sometimes ‘upline’ pranksters would purposely ‘forget’ the donut-poop-holder-back-thing, so when you opened the circular thingamabob you were greeted with a hydrant flow of blue, poop, pee, and TP. Yuck…..

Ahm… I’m Sluggerrrr… Well, I was awesome in HS on multiple choice questions so I have selected as my primary occupation “Paper or Plastic?”…. I make pasties for a living… I pour latex into these molds so they can be formed into dildos… (True story: T, what’s Basil doin’ nowadays? “He gotta job” Yeah? “Yep… stampin’…” Huh? “He’s makin’ license plates.”)
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1000days.net (The Reid/age 55, and Soanya/age 23 attempt on a schooner to sail for over three years non-stop without ever setting foot on ground. Thrice around the globe.) Day 68 they are on. To repeat, they’ve already wondered into a Naval firing range, had a wreck with a freighter, many trials and tribulations….

Most recently, they’ve been pretty boring in their blog as they talk about sprouts, the Trade Winds, torn sails, “Mast problems” (she shoulda known, hell he’s 55)…

The most recent blog speaks of their exercise. Reid prefers Yoga… Soanya joins him - but she’s perked by meditation: “to sit in a quiet place, relax all my muscles, then try to think nothing. It's not so easy to do and I don't often get to the "no thought" place.” I can just imagine the thoughts she’s trying to get outta the guard: “I’d like a number 3 super-sized please.” “Screw this waltzing, ballroom stuff… where’s the nearest salsa joint?”.. “The AARP benefits were an enticement, but they haven’t done shit for us out here on the water.” “I want concrete.” “I want to see grass.” “I want to hear a horn honk.” “I’d like to see some 25 yr old pecs now please.”
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I was so bored at home last night. Victor, how bored were you? Well, I read 63 “bulk” Yahoo emails. That’s pretty bored.
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Thanks Chuck Shepherd and your “News of the weird”:

Double your pleasure, double your fun….
On one fateful day in 2003 in Sikeston, Mo., according to Holly Adams, she had sex at different times with Raymon and Richard Miller, who are identical twins and who did not know about each other's encounter. Adams became pregnant, but both Millers deny paternity despite, of course, an identical DNA match for each brother (with both claiming that it must have been the other). Adams has named Raymon the father, and a court must decide paternity and child support just like courts did before DNA testing was developed. [ABC News, 5-21-07]
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Maybe my relationship ineptitude ain’t as bad as I thought”

The 38th time was not a charm….
In June, Indian farmer Shiv Charan Yadav, 73, failed his high school gateway exams (normally given at age 15) for the 38th time, and what's worse, he had vowed the first time not to marry until he passes; he said he would immediately start studying for number 39. [Reuters, 6-14-07]
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Ok, guilty, rambling again. (Please remember when I preach - it’s mainly to remind ME).. As the 4th approaches, thank anyone within site who served… Close your eyes and pretend you live in Iraq, Afghanistan, Lebanon, Gaza Strip…. ---- Sat behind a dude at the Brigade playoff game yesterday who was a testament to “Hey… life is great..” He was deaf. Without left arm. And had a “it won’t come off” smile to die for. Life, even when not so great, ain’t bad.

Love, Victurd.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So bored that you even sent me a "My Space" comment. WOW, that's a first. (well w/a pic anyway. Headed to the lake again for the week (7 days, yipieeeee!). So have a safe but eventful Holiday! Contrats on new car, now you can pick up all the chickies!!!!
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