When looks are always decieving

     Women, the fairer sex.
I love women, really I do, who doesn't?  Women are great.  Every single one offering her own grace and beauty to the world every day.  Just looking at them from across a room can soothe you.  And I love the way their voices sound.  Get too close to a woman and they can get intoxicating.  So inviting, soft, and warm.  If you love her she's your home and that special one fills your heart up completely with love, and purpose and she just swells up your heart with pride that she is yours.  She can make you feel important, special.  Her love for you validates your soul. 
     Women truly are amazing.  I love each and every one. I always have loved women. 
I just don't trust a single one. 
     They try to fool you with their big old eyes and their soft and sexy sweet appearance but below all that's a demon.  I have seen so for myself.
     So love your women and enjoy them but be careful watch your backs because they'll wait until your guards are all the way down and all at once they'll viciously attack until there is nothing left of you but pain.  

The 2013 Oscars

     The 2013 Oscars are over.  I didn't even see it myself, and I love Seth McFarlane but, I did read the news of the unnecessary event and am pleasantly excited by the nights events however frivolous they may have been.  The reason I am excited about the news is because Django Unchained won multiple awards, including Quentin's second Oscar, for best original screenplay for Django.

Regret

     I don't usually write personal articles on this Blog.  What I'm about to write actually started out as a journal entry but something made me move it here.  I'm not sure why and it may end up so personal that I won't post it but I have been suffering from writer's block and I think keeping this inside may be why.  I seem to be trapped under a black cloud.  I have had a very bad couple of years.
     Luck.  I think I used to have it and maybe one day I will again.  Hopefully anyway, but I haven't had any for a very long time.  I haven't seemed to have any since my divorce.  Not that I was particuarly very lucky before that it's just been really bad since then.

True Romance - A Movie Review

     My favorite movie of all time, hands down, is 'True Romance'.  This film, written by Quentin Tarantino and directed by the late Tony Scott, is a action movie/love story about an eccentric, possibly schizophrenic comic book store employee, Clarence, who sometimes speaks with Elvis in the bathroom bumping into Alabama, a call-girl who his boss has hired for him on his birthday.  A spilled bucket of popcorn and three kung-fu movies later, the new couple falls in love and gets married.  At this point Clarence decides to go to Alabama's pimps house to get her clothes and let Drexl, her pimp, know that she is married now and no longer works for him.  At this point Clarence comes into a suitcase full of cocaine and decides to sell it so that he and his new wife can begin their life together in Cancun.  Sound awesome?  It is.

    I found this movie late at night on HBO and happened to stop on it when I saw Quentin's name in the opening credits.  I stayed with it because it is a fabulously written, terrifically acted, and masterfully directed film.  I hadn't before and haven't since seen any movie like it or even on par with it.  I love Quentin's work, all of it, but 'True Romance' to me, is his finest film as far as writing and creativity go.  I will not ruin a bit of this movie for you but trust me, go buy it, and watch it right now.  You will love it.

Racism, stupidity's faithful companion

     Racism has got to be the stupidest emotion and source of hate there is.  I can't think of any other simple minded hang-ups as retarded as hating people simply because of their race.  I can think of tons of great reasons to hate pretty much every person you can think without ever having to resort to just wanting to hate so bad but being too stupid to find real targets for my hate so I simply resort to colors to make my hate simple for my slow inbred brain to keep up with.  Racism is a hate system that also doubles as a family tradition.  Generation to generation this base-less idiotic hate is faithfully passed on from old moron to the fresh batch of idiots.  To this day racism amazingly still carries on and as tight of a hold as the stupid have on this thoughtless hate system it probably always will.   

     Thankfully its very easy to spot the imbeciles who are filled up with racist hate deeply embedded in their tiny starving minds because they are proud of the racial prejudices and hate for anyone different and are more than willing to share their racism with others at every opportunity.  Absolutely nothing that someone could possibly do can plummet my opinion of  them more rapidly than finding out they are an ignorant racist.  I hate stupid people but I loathe ignorant racists.

Our Fore Father's

    
      I'm so sick of people telling us what the Fore Fathers stood for and wanted.   I'm pretty sure the Fore Fathers are the most misquoted and misrepresented group of guys in our entire history.   Every single conservative always wants to fall back on the damn Fore Fathers claiming to know what their meanings, intentions, even their wishes and hopes were for an America over 200 years in the future.

      I'm not really concerned with arguing interpretations of what our country's founder's vision and intentions were because quite frankly who the hell cares what they thought?   Not only was that a completely different time worlds apart from today's but were talking about a group of men who had the audacity to write a document demanding fair treatment and freedom when most of them were slave owners.   So why in the hell should I care or waste any time at all wondering what some powdered wig wearing, under-educated, slave owner that lived over 200 years ago and knows nothing of today's world wanted or thought.   I shouldn't and I don't.

      I appreciate what they did then and accomplished towards founding this country because I love America.   I'm not putting them down don't get me wrong.  All I'm saying is the people quoting them don't know what in the hell they wanted or know for sure any of their intentions or visions were.  And even if they did it wouldn't be relevant today anyway.
      If these hypocrites really followed the Founding Fathers beliefs marijuana would be legal today because practically all of them grew and smoked it.   Hemp was used for many things in that time. Thomas Jefferson even wrote often in his journals about how much he loved to smoke weed.  Plus are you really gonna tell me Ben Franklin wasn't stoned when he flew that kite.   What do you think they'd say when they realized we outlawed their pot?

      All I'm really saying is no one knows what George, Ben and Tom would say if they were here today.   I bet they'd be doing a lot of mumbling in the fetal position because they wouldn't even recognize today's world.  When they lived it was a much different time and a completely different world.   Here's a crazy thought for our great leaders, how about you learn to think and speak for yourselves.   Maybe with practice you could even begin to form practical relevant ideas of your very own but probably not.  Why think when all you have to do is satisfy the corporations and interests that are lining your pockets? 

     Our leaders are hypocrites.  They don't care about the fate of our nation.  If they did then why don't they actually do whats right for the fate of the world and protect our children's futures?   Oh, that's right that's not nearly as profitable as bleeding dry our resources and reaming your own citizens for personal gain.

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Dammit, I forgot to be offended again?

     This posts title could also be it's first sentence because I really do forget about other peoples different little hang-ups all of the time and will accidentally offend others simply because I honestly forgot that some lifestyles and activities actually offend certain people. 

     I think I tend to forget because what other people do, whether I agree with it or not, just doesn't really bother me at all.  I hardly ever even think about what others are doing.  I am already pretty occupied with my own mess to have room for much else so I just simply forget.   

     I don't only forget because the things bothering others just don't concern me though, I mean that's a big part of it sure, but I think the real reason I forget so easily is because I was blessed with a HORRIBLE memory.  I say blessed because I'm an emotionally driven person.  If I'm mad, I'm completely mad I feel all my emotions 100%.  So luckily I also quickly forget most of the things that upset me so I can carry on living without blowing a fuse.  

Filthy Green Paper Puppet Master

     Money doesn't buy happiness...?

     Really?  Well, I beg to differ, without money in this world you ain't gunna be too happy.  Just try to achieve happiness without it. 
     Whoever it was that said those words must have never tried to live without enough money or at the very least was just a complete and total moron because money buys absolutley everything in life that you need to live. 
      You may not be able to purchase the intangibles with cash such as love, peace, or friendship.   But money damn sure buys all the necessary accesorys's for aquiring each of those things.  So while it may not outright buy those things it does make them all possible. 
     Still not convinced?  Then I challenge you to just go ahead and try being happy sitting in the cold with no electricity and no groceries to feed your children.  I promise you all the love in the world doesn't suck the misery out of that situation. 
     Don't kid yourself money is an extremelly vital ingrediant in survival itself as well as an absolute neccesity if you want any kind of a shot at happiness in this world.  In fact the more you have the better chance you have to be happy in life.  It's a stone cold fact.

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Legally rigged fight

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Legally Rigged Fight

     This is definitely NOT a man's world.   

     That garbage is just a triple load of pure grade A bullsh*t piled on us by delusional men who can't face the truth and by the music of James Brown. 
     Trust me, don't believe the hype, women run this country and have for a very long time.  I'm not sure exactly when they took over but women are definitely running shit these days.  Don't think so?  You can bet your ass you'll find out quickly if you ever have to divorce one in this country.  You'll see first hand just how much women control things.  There won't be the slightest doubt in your mind at all after that.  Once your bent over, forced to grab hold of your ankles and then brutally raped by a woman you'll never again forget who's in charge.
     If this is news to you, your not alone, it all came as a huge shock to me as well.  I wasn't foolish enough to believe in all of that "Man's world" BS but I did believe in Justice and fair play. 
     I say justice and fair play, but I might as well have just said Fairy Tales and old wives tales or Santa Clause' pet Loch Ness Monster, or more to the point...a misleading pipe dream of an alternate reality in which all the lies we are brainwashed with as children are actually true.  Justice exists, life is fair, people are good.  I'm sorry but it doesn't, It's not, and most people would sooner trample you to death than walk around or step over you.

Is that calendar right?...

    

      I know I'm easily amazed but I just cannot believe that I am nearly 36 years old. That isn't just impossible it's perfectly ludicrous. 

     Where did all that time go? It isn't possible that nearly 36 years have already gone by.  I swear its all just been a complete and total blur.

     Physically I could believe I'm 36 but mentally I don't feel a day over 21.  Well, 16 honestly but let's go with 21 because my 21st birthday was the last 'milestone birthday' that actually meant something.  Plus I kind of remember it.  There was lots of liquor, vomit, and then a blackout.  When I woke up my friend Tony's dog was using my arm as a chew toy and I had two black eyes. 

     Ah, memories...

     Once you can legally drink your all out of age related incentives for quite some time. From that point on each birthday that rolls around is just a quiet celebration of your continuing survival on this big blue marble with cake.

      I mean seriously is it really 2011?  That just cannot be. That is just too wild, 2011?

     Theres been a mistake 'cuz I still listen to 80's music hell, the last song on my mp3 player was 'Youth Gone Wild'.  So its either 1989 or I'm frozen in time? 

      In all seriousness though, I really just cannot believe how fast these 36 years have flown by.   Makes me wish I would have paid a lot more attention along the way. 

     I didn't though, and I know I probably won't now either.  I'd like to but, I just get bored so damn easily.

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Before you gripped my finger with your tiny little hand I never truly understood what being a father even really meant much less how just your miniature hand embracing my forefinger would make me feel.  How that very moment everything I felt about life as well as how I saw the world would instantly change.  I also had no idea how you'd fill my life with meaning and purpose while bringing a brand new focus and clarity to all my dreams and goals.  I never felt so proud, happy and full of love.  In that brief moment, merely minutes into your new life as your little fingers gripped my finger I saw the future through you in that delivery room and I finally knew my purpose in life and what it was I had to do.  From that moment on all I've done is love you with all my heart and soul and do my best to protect and guide you on your way through life and along the way teach you all I learned in my travels through life so my lessons might help you in yours.

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Moe Howard, Larry Fine and Curly Howard,

The Original Three Stooges. 

I grew up on the Three Stooges.

     The Stooges were a huge part of my childhood, I spent endless hours with these chuckle heads.  Their part of who I am and i was never even all that big of a fan. 

     I watched Moe, Larry and Curly's antics so much because my Dad loved them, and as a boy I idolized my Dad, so I tried to love them too. 

     I didn't realize it till started typing but a lot of purely happy memories from my childhood involved Moe, Larry, and Curly.

     I can still remember bonding with my Dad over those short little black and white shows. 

    Just looking at these pics brings back the memories of hearing that sound that was all too rare back then..

...the sound of Dad laughing.

 

     Things were always tough for us back then and he was mostly alone but watching the Stooges always made Dad happy. 

     He shoulda had it playing on an endless loop.  Always on 24/7.  Hell, why not? misery sucks, do what makes you happy.

           I guess I owe Moe and the boys a debt of gratitude.  I never really thought of just how many good memory's came from Those 3 fools. 

     Plus I bet you a busted clock that I can block the old two finger eye poke at least 9 X's out of ten.

     Seriously though Watching Moe poke Larry in the eyes, or hit Curly's in the head with a hammer really brought out a piece of my old man out that I hardly ever got to see any other time.  

     What the Stooges did in my household all those years ago was magical and the memories of watching them with my Dad are ones that I will always cherish.

     Thanks for the laughs Moe, thanks for the memories Larry, And finally thanks for inventing my look Curly.  Bald and fat forever!

    Hell I'm feeling generous so tell Shemp, Curly Joe, and even Joe Besser that I love them too!

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Kiss Me Baby

Kiss me.

 
     Kiss me baby, don't wait just kiss me here, right now.  I don't care if people see soon they won't be here so kiss me baby and make them go away.  just kiss me even harder, deeper, don't ever stop.  Just kiss me baby and we'll just let the world around us melt away. 
     Let them stare it doesn't matter.  Kiss me and they fall away.  I want you to explore me.  Caress me firmly with intention so I can feel your desire.  Kiss me over and over with those soft, and sultry, sexy lips. Let me lose myself within you, hold you close against my skin.  Kiss me endlessly forever.  make times hold upon us fade. 

Feeling incomplete

I seem to have misplaced a couple pieces.  My favorite piece and all my thoughts.   They're not inside me where I left them.  They're either lost or they've snuck off.

I feel completely lost without them.  Hope they get found or soon come back.  They were all important pieces but one of them cant be replaced.  And thats the part that most concerns me, worry about that one the most  because that piece of me completes me.  I miss that part of me the most.  My thoughts and talent are all missing.  Don't even know how they got lost.  But I fear if I can't find them theres a chance they may stay lost.  

Ok life, whats next?

     Am I waiting for my next great idea to come or for my first one to arrive?  Have I even ever really had a truly great idea?  Do I even have ideas at all or are all my decisions really just instinctual reactions to my current circumstances?
     Who really knows any of the answers to these questions?  And even better question than that one is, who in the hell really even cares about any of that?  Not me, that's for sure.  I don't have the time to care about unanswerable questions or the energy to even fake the interest.  I can ask God all of those things when I go to meet him.  My concerns are for my family and to try to find and maintain just a little happiness in my life.
      Life is hard enough already and it's live and in progress as we speak so until I get a handle on that I think I have enough on my plate because, life is all too often complex and hard and barreling down like a runaway freight train speeding down times tracks at breakneck speed and whether you choose to participate in the direction of it's course or just let the wheel spin your stuck on board.  So you had better just strap in because there ain't no brakes on this train.

Trying to Explain but Failing Miserably

     Its horrible.  You hurt for no reason.  Your below low.  So low you can't even find the words to express how defeated and broken you feel or the strength to convey it even if you did have the words.  It's a waking nightmare because all you crave is closeness.  Someone to catch you or pull you up but all you do outwardly is repell.  People either dont even accept that your control over your emotions is nonexistant or have no idea how to help.

     It's so lonely.  Being trapped inside.  Screaming out in pain with a mute voice.  No one hears you yet you scream all the same from deep inside your soul.  Depression is a lonely internal prison.  Its an illness that no one understands or even tries to.  People just think you can turn it off when you would love to do just that but can't.  It owns you and you can't break free of its grasp.

Someone should really step in...

     Some people just simply have no business having children but it seems a lot of them do anyway and no one can do anything to stop them.  You need a license to fish but anyone is allowed to create life.  We don't even hold them responsible to mold and guide that life once they've created it.  We just hope for the best and ignore the worst.
     I see these children with worthless parents and I just want to rescue them.  They don't deserve what they have been saddled with as unloved children.  Children deserve the love and care of their parents.  They need it.  I will never be able to comprehend denying basic human needs to my own flesh and blood.
     These neglectful parents are monsters in human form.  Demons.  What they do to these young lives is as unforgivable as it is unfathomable.  They are forming a human being in the image of all their worst flaws and failures.  Resenting them for their youth and stealing their innocence away from them.  Its mind boggling to me because even if they don't feel the love you should feel for your child don't they at least realize that's an actual person with real feelings that they are unloading their garbage on?
     You know your worthless long before you have sex so take Bob Barker's advice and get yourself fixed but if you don't want to take that leap at least wear 3 condoms.  Please don't spread your seed, and if you accidentally do at least have the good sense to realize you have no business raising a life while not being able to run your own so give that poor soul up for adoption and give that child an actual chance in life. 
     Life is hard enough without some train wreck fkn you up before life even starts kicking your ass.  To have your innocence and childhood just taken from you.  To start out in the red just because of bad luck in the parental lottery.
     Society has got to step in and actually do something instead of just pandering that we care, fkn CARE.  We as a people have got to save these children.  They are our future and we owe it to them to protect them.  There comes a time when looking away becomes a sin and we've passed it.  Step up!

I wanna be a quitter.

I want to quit. 
I need to quit. 
Why can't I just quit?

      It is crazy how addictive cigarettes are. I was so stupid to start this nasty little habit at 13yrs old, to impress a girl no less, but I've been doing this stupid habit for over 20 years since then and for what?
      All these stupid cigarettes even do is feed the damn addiction that they cause. So if I could just stop smoking the stupid things I wouldn't even need them. 
      So why do they own me?  Am I really so weak that I just can't stop doing this to my body and wallet?  
      I'd like to think I'm not but I've tried to quit many times and I still have one lit right now as we speak so you tell me.
The damn things are just too easy to get. They are everywhere. 
     Your trying to quit and you have to face your addiction every time you just wanna buy some gas or a soda or even groceries. A whole damn wall of these addictive little poison sticks just stare back at you saying while your trying to pay saying 'Buy Us!'.  Telling us lies like, 'You could just have one of us and throw the rest away.'
      Next thing you know your back on Phillip Morris's list of loyal paying customers.
     Outlaw smoking already Congress. I know it's profitable, sexy and super cool and all and I totally understand all that.  But Condoning smoking in our society is the same thing as supporting slow, painful assisted suicide.
     People will say that government shouldn't tell them what they can and can't do but in this case they really do need to.  This habit may start as a decision but it becomes an addiction and stops being a choice and becomes a need and next thing you know your a slave whether you realize it or not.
     I honestly have never even understood why something so harmful, not to mention addictive, is even legal and readily available anyway.  It doesn't make any good sense at all. 
     I know smokers will hate this post but deep down even they know we are just paying to kill ourselves slowly and even though we should stop we either don't have enough self preservation instinct to or just simply can't do it.
     I think we have more than proven we are too weak willed to do whats right for ourselves.  Help us Uncle Sam. 
     Remove the temptation.

God's Crowning Achievement - The Woman

God definately put serious thought into Adam's companion.  It's his crowning masterpiece among millions of masterpieces.  All of Gods creations contain at least some beauty but with the female form you can see he took his time.  Our bodies as men aren't ugly but you can see that we are built with more of a practical intent.  But God made women especially for men and you can see his love for man in their beauty and grace and just clear attention to every little detail.

Even in plastic form the female form is exquisite.  I love to look at the female body, I can't stop studying every inch of it.  Its facinating how even the parts of the body we share like legs, feet, ass, and even breasts and nipples are so similar in functionality and different in appearance as well as touch and smell.

 

We really do owe God in a big, big way for his creation of the woman.  Thank you so much for making women the beautiful, sexual creatres that you did God.  You truly blessed us men with the woman Lord.  On behalf of all men I thank you.