After a quick trip to the Post Office
& back I’m sitting in The Silver Dollar under the ceiling fan. Laptop sitting on the Silver Dollar table. I left the garage door open to enjoy the lazy
rain. Finally the humidity is releasing it’s
grasp from around my lungs.
To relax, “The 20/20 Experience” by
Justin Timberlake finesses my earholes. Lightening
stark against the night sky brings a smile to my face. Thunder rolls in the distance. {Immediately think of Garth Brooks}. Life is good.
WTF…..
Why do men only want sex? What happened to getting wine’d and dine’d
before you’re 69’d? #godImOld Or
carrying on a conversation about something other than your dick? No?
That’s out too? Welllll, don't I feel like
Austin Powers stuck in the 80’s.
REWIND…..
How much sex is to much?
How many partners is to much?
How many partners at one time is to
much?
How many partners in a 24 hour period
is to much?
How many partners do you wish you’d
fucked but didn’t? (the good ?)
How important is sex actually to a
lasting relationship?
How’s sex for you compared to 5 years
ago?
How’s sex for you compared to 10 years
ago?
How’s sex for you compared to 5 years
from Now?
*+*
Why all the sex questions you ask?
Well… while typing I’m looking at my PC background and it’s a pic of
Dwayne and his cousin named Um… Some hot ass Samoan dude. I donno.
*swoon* I wanna be right in the
middle of that sammich.
I'll give you a minute to Regroup
Zoned…………………………………..
Taking a break …………………………………..denoZ
The windchimes have the prettiest
tones. The wind has picked up and the
rain not so lazy. Mother Nature cleaning
her Planet.
I’m beginning to think that Love, does
not in fact, exist. I think it’s just another
part of the bullshit fed to us to keep up placated & reproducing. If that’s not enough they throw the Bible at
you. Can’t lull you into Sheeples we’ll scare you
into it. There is no American
Dream. There is no white picket fence,
Brady Bunch family with Lassie the pooch.
ALL JUST EXCELLENT MARKETING.
Think about it.
Oh wait… most of you won’t. Why?
Because you immediately got defensive instead of stopping for one moment
& actually considering it. You
should try it. It’s called “Thinking for
yourself.”
When Lot’s wife turned back to look at
Sodom & Gemorrah (sp?) and turned into a pillar of salt. How did Lot know? Who turned around to see if she had been
turned into a pillar of salt? Are you
following me? If Lot turned around to
see if she was a pillar well it’s the whole turning around dealio that gets you
pulverized. Was Jesus running away from
the hell-fire that was raining down and was like “Oh snap, she just got turned
into salt. Hey, isn’t that Lot’s wife?”
How to break your best friend’s
heart: Tell her you can’t move back to
the town she lives in. #iSuck
I sure do love me some
####Hashtags#### I was doing them before
they were popular only I used the much cuter *
Or, during webtv days the ever present /yousuckedass
============ My 2 cents
Eat local. Shop local.
Buy local. Recycle. Reuse.
Grow your own. Educate
yourself. Make informed decisions. Do not be self destructive. Laugh
often. More often than that. You don’t have to care what others think but
you do need to use compassion. Be
brave. Have boundaries but go outside
your comfort zone. Respect Mother
Nature. Karma is a bitch. Cardio!
Double Tap! Don’t forget your
charger.
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