Plot?

First, I’ve added Enemy Of The Republic to my links. I love that name, I don’t think much of the Republic myself. she should change the name of her blog to that. She still has questions but she comes here for the answers. LOL

I would give her a thinking woman’s award but I don’t want it going to her head. (more lol). I’m thinking of removing the Gods Are Bored link, she keeps harping to honor all religions, I can’t do that, I’m a pagan in that respect and think they are all stupid. When are people going to get it in their thick heads that fringe elements of religions are always rising up and causing problems on this planet? Given enough time even a Mormon fringe element will spring up someday.

But right now it’s the Christians like Bush, and the Muslims that are the biggest worry. And the fool Taliban.

Many on this planet think that their lives were preplanned, some part of some Gods plan, which God they mean I don’t konw. Pretty fucking badly put together plan if you ask me.

So what is the plot? What is this? A fucking rehearsal before the opening performance? What a stupid fucking play, shoot the writer, on any given day I would be happy with getting off the stage.

I have my own plot, to save the world I must take over the world, kick its ass, make it get in shape and be good, I figure the best way to that is for everyone to get drunk and get laid. My back up plot is to get laid, or whichever comes first. Can’t even manage that because I only get along with women like Helen. Ah what the hell, after seven or eight years of no sex you would think I would be used to it.

I went to the Eagles for a while last evening to listen to some good country music and watch the couples do vertical foreplay before going home to the horizontal stuff. When I think about it I still think it is weird that we stick pee sticks inside of pee holes. You call that an intelligent design? I think someone has a weird frigging sense of humor if that is so. I have to admit though that it sure does feel good.

And of course I enjoyed some spirits, the omnipresent spirit loves some spirits. It goes well with that pee stick, pee hole stuff. It’s been helping people get laid for thousands of years. LOL

Talked to Steve and Cheryl for a bit, I hitched them up about five years ago, fun Irish couple, that was a fun wedding to perform, and then we went and had a fun party. Talked to Gary and Lynn for a bit, her chemo treatments are going well and she is doing well. She seems to have grown up at last, isn’t always pissing away their money on scratch tickets hoping to get rich and seems happy with just what they have.

Danced once with Lorrie, a nice lady, basic country girl that is retired from the forest service, I enjoy talking to her, I know that she is smart because she always agrees with what I say. :-)

Helen is like a mother with a teenager, she likes to go to bed when it gets dark, this time of year about five-thirty. But when I go out for the evening she stays up until I come back home so that she can be assured that I got back safe and sound. She just sits there in the dark and when I pull into the shared driveway by the time I get the gate closed she has turned the light on so I go over to say good night and give her a hug.

I never had a mother like Helen, my mother couldn’t wait for me to get out of the house, and when I turned 18 I was more than happy to leave. The only good years of my childhood was when I lived with my grandparents, they were poor, but that didn’t bother me, we had things rich people don’t have.

The sad reality about America’s historical amnesia – if not outright hostility toward the hard truths of history – will mean that few, if any, lessons will be learned from the eight years of George W. Bush. That, in turn, will leave open the likelihood that the same mistakes will be repeated again.

Politics - main attraction – distraction. You don’t fool me for a minute, I know that deep inside that you don’t want to be ruled by politics. That you want to be the supreme ruler of the world. What I don’t know is if you would suck at it. And I have an uneasy gut feeling that Mr. Bush and crew have some kind of a devious plan to try to take over this country, if not the world. I am so screwed, but then, so are you.

Music, gotta love music. How can I kiss the lips in the evening that chewed on my ass all day long? How about Tim’s version. How can I kiss the lips in the evening that sucked on my best friends dick all day long? LOL

I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again, hey friends, let’s all go down to Texas. LOL
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC