Raise a little hell raise a little hell….

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Well…. I was (actually still am) a Sigma Nu. If you have any idea of Siga MaNu’s where I went to school you’d understand, “yes, he’s done that.” Proudly, or mebbe sheepishly, we did that. When I think back of the songs, chants we usedta sing.. I’m brought to “we really sang that?....OUT LOUD?”… yes… yes, we did. We raised a little hell, and we all lived thru it.

If you dont like what you got, why dont you change it?
If your world is all screwed up, then rearrange it?

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Ohhhhh, THE very reason I blog. To message ME. Hitchhikers welcome, but I write to myself. If only I’d get up off my duff and rearrange. Day after day ticks off, same ole same ole – and some things just ain’t perty.

If you dont like what you see, why dont you fight it?
If you know there's something wrong why dont you right it?

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

See Wrong? Of OTHERS? Oh now this one I do. I abhor ‘pretentious, belittling, condescending.’ I mouth at it. The years, the wrinkles, the observing, seeing poor results after no defense – huh uh, not now. If I see something/someone “off base” I open my trap. Sorry, do. Actually, not sorry. I kinda pride myself at times to put myself in other’s shoes and ‘hear’ them thinking “damn, I’m glad he said that, I wish I’da had the nads to have.” Color me occasional big mouth, don’t care. Right is right, silence agin is poopy.

In the end it comes down to your thinking
And there's really nobody to blame
When it feels like your ship is sinking
And you're too tired to play the game

Nobody's going to help you
You've just gotta stand up alone
And dig in your heels and see how it feels
To Raise a little Hell of your own

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Sinking? See wrong? Of me? I should raise a little hell with me? I will. Tomorrow. Next week. In the near future. Probly, mebbe. I hope. As Tuesday follows Monday, then Wednesday, etc, etc… we find ourselves in ruts – or at least I do. I’m a procrastinator from way back – and I hate that about me. I live “for the minute” and oft time, that can assist in making tomorrow suck. Tis me. I needta raise a little hell (with me). Hi rickety whoop-te-do, what’s the matter with SigaMaNu.. come on Vic, you got it in ya… somewhere.



If you dont like what you've got, why dont you change it?
If your world is all screwed up, rearrange it!

Oh ohoh

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!

RAISE A LITTLE HELL! RAISE A LITTLE HELL!

So… I guess I’m deducting from this, I do raise a little hell – it just ain’t necessarily pointed in the right direction. Mebbe I’m stuck in Sigma Nu land. I did enjoy it immensely. “We’re a buncha bastards, scum of the earth… filth of creation.. gone from bad to…..” I’d better stop raising hell there…

One day, mebbe.. I…. might.. raise a little hell, raise a little hell, raise a little hell… within me. Mebbe.

Love, Victurd.