let me begin by saying that i do not like "reality" television shows...in my humble opinion, and this is just my opinion, they are vapid and pointless and generally illustrate the worst in human nature, not to mention the number of writers, actors and other creative people whose lives are impacted by this type of programming...but i have been loaded with the "Final Straw"...
...on the upcoming season of Dancing With The Stars, one of the contestants is going to be former congressman Tom DeLay...this criminal piece of walking excrement is going to be having a jolly time dancing on the telly, when he should be in prison with a full dance card, with some hardcore motherfuckers that would LOVE taking his lily-white ass for a spin on the floor...
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Kenny and the Socialist Piss Ant
...Facebook is an interesting bit of technology...in cyberspace, i have reconnected with long-lost friends and family members and it has generally been a fun thing...but it's distressing at times too...
...Kenny lived in a house across the street from ours when we were both still in elementary school...we played baseball and football together many, many times and his mother was my music teacher...Kenny recently told me that he remembers that i was always really hard to tackle...he also recently posted that people of my political proclivities are "socialist piss-ants" and that a government run health plan is going to drive insurance costs through the roof and pick his pockets...
...i guess Kenny must be really fuckin' rich or something and doesn't mind that the health insurance industry receives 177 Billion dollars a year in subsidies from the government...must not bug him that some of the CEOs of these companies make one hundred thousand dollars per hour...holy fuck!...i have to work three years at two jobs to come even close to that...
...but here's an important point...the CEO makes his obscene lucre capitalizing on the misery of the policy holders he is supposed to help...i make my money with the labor of my hands, the sweat of my brow, making music to make people smile and lift their burdens for a while and making musical instruments so that the sonic circle will remain unbroken...i am poor in pocket but wealthy beyond measure...
and Kenny, i'm still really hard to tackle (for a socialist piss-ant)
...Kenny lived in a house across the street from ours when we were both still in elementary school...we played baseball and football together many, many times and his mother was my music teacher...Kenny recently told me that he remembers that i was always really hard to tackle...he also recently posted that people of my political proclivities are "socialist piss-ants" and that a government run health plan is going to drive insurance costs through the roof and pick his pockets...
...i guess Kenny must be really fuckin' rich or something and doesn't mind that the health insurance industry receives 177 Billion dollars a year in subsidies from the government...must not bug him that some of the CEOs of these companies make one hundred thousand dollars per hour...holy fuck!...i have to work three years at two jobs to come even close to that...
...but here's an important point...the CEO makes his obscene lucre capitalizing on the misery of the policy holders he is supposed to help...i make my money with the labor of my hands, the sweat of my brow, making music to make people smile and lift their burdens for a while and making musical instruments so that the sonic circle will remain unbroken...i am poor in pocket but wealthy beyond measure...
and Kenny, i'm still really hard to tackle (for a socialist piss-ant)
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Clarence Leonidas Fender
Sunday, August 09, 2009
...was just reading a piece in the news about a guy in Houston getting busted for selling bootlegged CDs...the alleged music pirate is a hefty individual to say the least, topping the scale at 500 pounds...whoa...that's a quarter of a ton where i come from...anyway, on his way through processing heading toward lockup, he was subjected to three, count 'em, three body searches...
...as he was about to be placed in the shower, he reached up under one of the numerous flaps of flab and pulled out a 9mm pistol (unloaded)...as if to say, "okay here's my piece, i don't wanna get it wet."
...further charges are pending...as are some concealed weapon jokes...
...as he was about to be placed in the shower, he reached up under one of the numerous flaps of flab and pulled out a 9mm pistol (unloaded)...as if to say, "okay here's my piece, i don't wanna get it wet."
...further charges are pending...as are some concealed weapon jokes...
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