Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Ouga Chaka ouga! ....

I can't stop this feeling
Deep inside of me.
Girl, you just don't realize
What you do to me.
When you hold me
In your arms so tight,
You let me know,
Everythings alright, ahahah

Ohhhh.. ohhhh.. man.. I was dreamin’. “She” was there. The answer to all ends. Now, we know that’s ridiculous, don’t we?

If you are partnered – it ain’t the other’n that you derive all happiness from is it? Oh sure, helps, adds – but rectum happiness comes from within.

I mean, ya think Hillary is happy only due to Bill? June happy just ‘causea Ward? (And why’d she wear a dress 24/7?)..

Victor – are you rationalizing to portray happiness – and – that since you ain’t got anyone you don’t NEED anyone? Ok, so I’m easy to figure eh?

God Bless coupledom. Ya can’t force it, ya can’t control it’s ‘end’ (as every coupledom ends.) I’ve learned ya can’t even will it. U can wish it – but ya can’t snap the fingers and makes it happen.

Life has this way of tapping you on the shoulder to say “cheer up you schmuck, there are so, so many in worse situations than you.”….

Yesterday – friend shared her childhood. It wasn’t a pretty picture at all. I love this person. She’s turned into an incredible human being – but as she told her story – I sat stone-faced.. to the point of being apologetic for what she’d been thru. Knock, knock – Victor? You had an INCREDIBLE childhood – so what are you gonna do – sit around and stew because ya ain’t getting’ laid?

Victor – if u continue this “poor poor pitiful me” thing, then you’ll even run off your only reader. Hehe. Right you are. Life is good, life is fun.

How so? Tell me something funny. Well, I was on the ladder Saturday – some 25’ up in the air.. Patching some holes in the sidea my house – and, apparently I awakened the bird who’d decided to make onea them holes his home.. and when he flew out – I peed a bit, then then stumbled and tumbled almost offa the ladder. Thank goodness for the gripa my right hand – cause that’s all that was keeping me on the ladder. Glady Kravats was out there with pom-poms cheering for me to fall to the ground. And for you perverts who wanna make fun of me talking about “my good grip” – screw you. …. I’m lefthanded. Hehe.

So, we (the raccoons, the birds, the ants, a few spiders, two cats, Maynard and I) live happily – not conventionally, but happily.

My mama usedta say “one day I’d love to write a book… about my childhood.. and I’d call it “Po, but didn’t know it.”… I likes that. It speaks all about happiness. Insteada thinkin’ about all ya ain’t gots, reckon we should treasure what we do gots.

Can’t buy me love. Can’t “snap” happiness. Gotta frown? Turn upside down! Need a giggle? – Just go ‘xporin’. They’re out there – EVERYWHERE. Feelin’ empty? Well – be glad you have the capacity to be full. Takea walk in the yarda bones – that’s empty.

Tell me something else funny Victor. Well, let’s see. There’s a new girl here at work – really nice. But I gotta know, is that spaghetti or a baby in her belly. Victor, that was mean. Didn’t meanta be, really I’m just curious. Actually, she’s very pretty. Oh, and I just ran up to another new chicky here.. “_____! ______! You GOTTA get out to your car – NOW! Someone stucka “Chickenhawk” license plate on the fronta it!”… If you ain’t from the MO-KAN area, u no comprende. Say, did you hear about the Jayhawk fan that froze to death at the Drive In? Yep. He went to see “Closed ‘til Spring”.

Life can be sad. Life can be empty. Life can be rough. Life can be trying. We lose ones we love. People allofasudden are no longer in our lives – thru death or choice or geography or other employment or something. Let’s be happy, full, fortuitous with what we’ve got. When work gets stressy I remind myself “I love my job, I love my job.”.. Life now is, eh, about a B-. That’s good! I’m glad I’m here. Po, know it, but that’s ok. I’m emotionally at least upper middle class in outlook!

Ouga Chaka ouga! .... Ouga Chaka ouga! .... I’m hooked on a feeling. May you have happy tears. May you laugh till milk comes outta your nose. If coupled, may you love intently. If alone, look in the mirror and smile, that’ll make two. Pet a pet. Smile at a stranger. Ouga Chaka ouga! .... I hope you’re hooked on a feeling – a feeling of happiness.

Victor, you’re the weirdest sonofabitch I’ve ever met. Ouga Chaka ouga! .... Why would you say that? Happy day, love Victurd.

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