The Entertainer
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Posted:Mar 21, 2015 5:40 pm
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I am the entertainer
And I know just where I stand
Another serenader
And another long-haired band
Today I am your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
And I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
I am the entertainer
And I've had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So I've learned to dance with a hand in my pants
I let 'em rub my neck and I write 'em a check
And they go their merry way
I am the entertainer
Been all around the world
I've played all kinds of palaces
And laid all kinds of girls
I can't remember faces
I don't remember names
Ah, but what the hell
You know it's just as well
'Cause after a while and a thousand miles
It all becomes the same
I am the entertainer
I bring to you my songs
I'd like to spend a day or two
I can't stay that long
No, I've got to meet expenses
I got to stay in line
Gotta get those fees to the agencies
And I'd love to stay but there's bills to pay
So I just don't have the time
I am the entertainer
I come to do my show
You've heard my latest record
It's been on the radio
Ah, it took me years to write it
They were the best years of my life
It was a beautiful song
But it ran too long
If you're gonna have a hit
You gotta make it fit
So they cut it down to 3:05
I am the entertainer
The idol of my age
I make all kinds of money
When I go on the stage
Ah, you've seen me in the papers
I've been in the magazines
But if I go cold I won't get sold
I'll get put in the back in the discount rack
Like another can of beans
I am the entertainer
And I know just where I stand
Another serenader
And another long-haired band
Today I am your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
I was going to make another post, but then I remembered, I have this one here that I never wrote anything on. So I guess I can use this one to write out my latest musings and thoughts! My muse or Anya Erica has been in my thoughts again lately. Not that she's ever really out of them. Now first of all, let me clarify a few things about the relationship I have with her. We don't have one!  Well, at least not in the traditional sense. What it seems to be, now that I've had some time to reflect on it over the years is, one of inspiration! She inspires me, to bigger and better things, and I do the same for her. But to what extent I inspire her or what she has done because of her association with me, I have no idea. But, I have noticed a few things, even though my knowledge of her and her activities is extremely limited. It's a shame, because what little interaction I did actually have with her, had a tremendous impact on me and the direction I have gone to. I figured, if she and I would have continued to interact with one another, who knows what the possibilities might have been? But anyway, one of the main ways she influenced me, I've said many times already, is to get me to begin playing the guitar again. And since I've been doing it with the videos, I am immensely happy with the situation!  I've said this many times already, and it's true! But I'll just do a recap for those who are reading this for the first time. I used to play my guitar for years and years in bands and on stage and for myself privately. I did everything you can do with it, from performing, jamming, recording, studying and anything else associated with it. I had done so much, that I retired from it and largely put it away. I sold most of my equipment and all but stopped playing. I used to take it out of the closet once or twice a year, play a few songs, but only to realize my heart was no longer in it! So, I put it back in the case and went on to other things. Then, as I said, I met Erica here through the blogs. We started talking on the phone on and off for about a year. Then, during one of my annual rituals of taking out my guitars I noticed the strings needed to be replaced because they hadn't been changed in so long they were starting to get gamey! So I went down to the music store and bought four pack of nine gauge strings. I changed all of them and left my danelectro lying out when Erica called me one night! We were talking about the usual stuff like sex and how dangerous Tim is and then I looked down and I noticed my guitar laying there. I said, " Hey, I have one of my guitars laying here, would you like to hear me play something "? Up until then, it never entered my mind to play the guitar for her. Now in retrospect, I think it was probably one of the first things I should have done. But, I wasn't into playing any longer so it wasn't in my mind or thinking at the time. I later realized, she loves hearing someone play the guitar to her, especially live. So this was actually perfect. But, believe me, it was a total fluke and accident. If she had called me the next day instead, or even an hour later I would have returned my guitar to the closet and never gave it a second thought. Well, like I said, I hadn't been playing in a long time, I was very rusty, and my fingers were not conditioned to playing any longer. But, I have this piece I do, from the beatles, called "Blackbird " that I use as a finger exercise and a warm up. I knew I could probably play that without any problem because I've played it like fifty thousand times! As soon as I started playing, I forget what she actually said or did, but I could tell I was getting an enthusiastic response from her immediately! If you aren't familiar with the song. It's an acoustic finger plucking piece that McCartney derived from a more famous classical piece he and George used to used to impress girls, ironically! It' not hard for me, but, if you didn't play, and only listened to music, it would sound impressive because the finger work is so busy. But, it's not really hard to learn or play. Well maybe it is, I don't know? Anyway, since she was so into it, I played a few more things, acoustic stuff by Led Zeppelin. Now for anyone out there who thinks I planned this? I didn't have any amplification for my guitar. It was an electric unplugged, which is the softest sounding tone. I was also trying to cradle the phone in my ear while trying to strum, a difficult task. But, for some reason, because of her response, I suddenly felt reinvigorated and motivated to start playing again. I have no idea why? Because up until then I felt dead inside with it. So, after that, I decide to reconstitute my guitar collection and equipment. I went on line and had a frenzy buying spree. It must have been quickly, because I remember about the next time she called I had re-aquired my monster amp the infamous 5150 that my idol Eddie Van Halen uses! Now I actually did have decent amplification for a change! I remember putting her on speaker phone and playing a few more things, but this was more in line with the stuff I usually do, like Van Halen songs with all the fancy guitar tricks and sounds I use. She really seemed to enjoy that even more, of course. Then, unfortunately, she was involved with someone else at the time, and he was jealous of me, so he made her stop talking to me. So, I had all this equipment, but I wasn't really into going out to the bars to start playing again. Some aspects of it are fun, but there's too much bullshit you have to put up with to get that little bit of enjoyment. It's like ninety percent bullshit, and ten percent fun. Not really worth the effort! So, the stuff just sat there and languished, gathering dust. I wanted to do something with it, but everything I thought of, had a lot negative stuff associated with it. Then, one day, about a year later, another total fluke and accident. I was walking around Target in the camera department. I looked at a few video camera's and then I saw one that said " you tube compatible " on it. It was at that moment. I had another revelation! I stumbled upon a brilliant idea! I could create performances videos on you tube, and then email them to Erica! It was so perfect, I'm still amazed it never occurred to me before! In this venue, I had total control over the music and the situation. I could play anything I wanted, and create the look and the sound, and I didn't have to argue with anyone about what part I was going to play. I did everything I want to, I played, I sang, I played and sang, I played bass, and sang. It was great! Then from this new action of creating the videos, it gave my music career a whole new life. One I never even considered. I know now, in retrospect it was the most natural thing to do, but for some reason I never thought of it. I don't know why? You tube had been around for about five years by then. I could have just started creating videos years before if I wanted to. It just never crossed my mind or entered into my thoughts for some reason. Since then, I've made about a hundred and fifty videos. A lot of them were crap and misses, but a few of them were brilliant and I still can't believe I pulled them off. Gee, I never realized I was so talented before?!
I was working on some songs today. I know I should upload something again. I have a lot of stuff I'm messing around with, but haven't made a final decision on anything yet. What am I working on? None of your fucking business! No, I've been practicing a few Van Halen songs I've never done before. Today, I was doing two Cinderella tunes, " Gypsy Road " and " Shake Me ". I'm also working on some Hendrix stuff. But, for those who aren't aware. I don't have to practice anything! I know enough material, just off the top of my head, that I could just get up on stage with a back up band and do three full sets of songs you've never heard me play before. So, I have a lot of material, I'm just picky what I want to record. That and the fact I'm a lazy mother fucker!  And that's another thing where my muse comes in. Sometimes, when I do read something about her, or related to her, she gives me an idea for a song I'd like to do. The most recent example of this is the song " Her Strut "! That was totally inspired by her. I would probably have never recorded that one, if it wasn't for her!
As for her and what she's doing, I have no idea. I have become aware recently, of the water crisis, in the state where she resides! I watched a couple videos on you tube and got pretty good idea of the situation. They are seeding the clouds or trying to bio-engineer the weather by spraying chem trails in the skies. For what purpose I don't know, but the effect that it's having is causing less precipitation in certain parts of the country and the world. Not only that, the chemicals they are spraying are poisoning the general population, the food chain and any other living thing. The levels of aluminum and barium in the systems of the people who live out west are at dangerous levels and cause all kinds of health problems. Not only that, because there is no rain or water, the farmers have to drill into the aquifers or water at deeper levels to water their crops. This is causing not only the water to dry up, but the land to sink and fuck up the surface area's like roads that anything else you walk or drive on. So, in a very short time, if not already, the people in California, will have no water, fucked up roads and land surfaces, be poisoned by the chemicals that they sprayed to stop it from raining in the first place, and can expect all kind of diseases health related issues associated with that exposure. I wanted my muse to develop a relationship with me! Then she could have moved in with me, here back east where it's safe! We got plenty of water, and the roads are smooth, except for a few fucking pot holes! And your not being poisoned and sickened by military cargo planes seeding the clouds with aluminum! But, what do I know, she probably knows whats best for her family and herself. Oh well, that's what's up for now.
Oh, P.S. I forgot to mention, I had another dream about her last night! This one was a little strange. I don't remember very much of it, but I remember she had a different attitude towards me then she's had in the past. It was more like we were interacting with one another on a professional level, if that makes any sense. Before, most of my dreams about her were of a sexual nature. This one wasn't like that. It was like, she was in a situation, and I was assisting her some how. But, now seeing how the state she lives in, is experiencing an ecological apocalypse, I guess the fact that I'm helping her out, isn't so far fetched, is it?
Update: Been Thinking
Well, I think my muse may have done it again! I have an idea, for something new I want to try. I think it will work mainly because of my experience I've had here. I came here about ten years ago, and just started taking down mofo's or assholes who were too full of themselves! There never is a shortage of those. I was able to accomplish this, because I have an extensive vocabulary ability. I read a lot, so that may be one of the reasons. But, what happened was I became instantly notorious and renowned among the blogging community here! I took it as a compliment and an ego boost, but I didn't really consider anything else beyond that. But now, here it is, all this time later, and I still have a core of fanatical followers. Some of whom are desperate to know me, or get close to me. Well, anyway, besides the word thing, I have a few other skills as well. Most of which I had not been utilizing. Like my guitar knowledge and experience for instance. I had totally neglected that aspect of myself, until my association with Erica, reignited my passion for music again. Incidentally, I know as much about fighting and the martial arts as I do about music. It's just that subject is harder to convey with just words online. If I wanted to, I could do videos on that stuff too, but I would need someone else to demonstrate the techniques. But, like my musical abilities at one time, this too, as become dormant within me, and I'm not really into it as much any longer. But, the music thing is still pretty cool and appeals to a lot of people. Anyway, I've been telling these two dolts who follow me around here. That I actually have something that would help them with the one thing in the world they wish they could do, but suck at it. Playing the guitar! Not only them, but I find in my experience, that a lot of guys are in the same boat. They would like to be better players, but find it's just too difficult to do it the traditional way. And by that I mean, take lessons and practice for years and freaking years before they are able to actually play a song from beginning to end and not have people yell "you suck " and throw things at them! Well, I actually did go the traditional route, and can tell you from experience and complete authority, that what it took to finally make me a proficient player, was not all the study and practice, but knowing a few simple principles and exercises and implementing them. Now, first of all, if you're currently taking lessons or practicing everyday, keep doing it, I'm not saying you should stop or that stuff won't help you, it will. Everything you do, related to playing, will ultimately benefit you and be useful at some point. I'm just saying, that what's holding you back, is not your lack of practice or determination. It's just knowing a few key things, that make what is now difficult, suddenly much easier! I realized this myself when I was working on learning a new song yesterday. Like an idiot, I don't always practice what I preach. I figure I have it down well enough that I don't have to. And most of the time that's true. But, I realized yesterday, that when I use these skills I know, I can learn a song much faster. Here, I'll explain what happened, and what I did and the final result. If you play the guitar, and have ever tried to learn a new song, this will sound familiar. I was working on learning a couple of Cinderella songs for a new video I may do soon. The songs were Gypsy Road, and Shake Me. There both a couple of real cool rockers and oddly enough, they are similar in chords and structure. I had most of the song down, but then I ran into the most common bugaboo for players, " the solo "! The way I usually over come it, is just practice it about ten times in a row, and then I usually have it down. But, like I said, I'm lazy sometimes. I don't feel like practicing it ten times in a freaking row! So I'm sitting there, and then something occurred to me. I'm telling these idiots, that I have this simple exercise they can do, that will make them better players. They won't listen to me, because they're both a couple of morons! But I know better and I should take my own advice! So, just for shits and giggles, I decided to practice the very exercise! I had my guitar in my hand already, and that's all I really needed. So I did it, I ran through the paces on the exercise I've mentioned. It took me about a minute or two. Then I tackled the solo again, and miraculously, it worked! I ran through the whole solo at regular speed, or playing along with the record and without much effort. I was so amazed at my own ability. I stopped and looked at my hands and then ran through it a couple of time on my own just to see if I was doing it right. It was weird, like my hands belonged to someone else. A moment ago, I was struggling to learn this crap, now I'm sailing through it like I've been playing it for years!
Then I realized, " oh, it's because of this exercise, I've been telling everyone else to do, but neglected to use it myself, because I was too consumed with my own ideas. So, yes, this thing I know, or aspect of playing really does work, I know because I use it myself. I could go into any music class in the country, find a student who's struggling to learn something, on any instrument. Say to them, " here try this exercise ", and then after they practice it a few time, have them play the piece of music they're struggling with, and they'll perform it with little trouble. That's how cool this is, and also how powerful it is too. Now, I know what you're thinking. If this is so powerful, and works so well, how come someone isn't marketing it, and getting paid for it. The answer is yes, and yes! There is a guy marketing it, and I think he charges about six hundred to a thousand dollars for it. I know, because I bought the course, that's how I know what it is, and that it works! But, he gives you a lot of other stuff, you don't really need. And, there are still other aspects of music, that you need to know or master, in order for this to work as easily as I described. So, in other words, if I told you what the course was, you went out and bought it, tried to practice it, and found it didn't work. It's because you need to know a few other things too. The problem is, there is no one set of information that combines all these diverse but important aspects into one source and easy to follow instructions! Another thing you need to know. Ironically, it's not a lot of information, or material you have to master. It's actually, just a few simple principles and exercises that you need to practice a few times before you start to play or sing something with an instrument. That's it, it's that simple. But, you won't ever find, someone telling you this, because the system for learning is still ground in the seventeenth century! Yeah, I can go on you tube right now and find about fifty instruction videos right in a row, that will tell you how to learn to play the hard way. And I know the easy, simple way! So, now that I realize this, what should I do? I think you know the answer.
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Heart Full Of Soul
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Posted:Mar 9, 2015 10:05 pm
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Sick at heart and lonely,
deep in dark despair.
Thinking one thought only
where is she tell me where.
And if she says to you
she don't love me
just give her my message
tell her of my plea
And I know if she had me back again
well I would never make her sad.
I've gotta heart full of soul.
She's been gone such a long time
longer than I can bear
but if she says she wants me
tell her that I'll be there
And if she says to you
she don't love me
just give her my message
tell her of my plea.
No Jay, for the millionth time, I'm not stalking her. If I was, I would have some idea of her current where abouts and activities. I do not possess this information, so how could I be "stalking " her? I told you, she has a built in defense mechanism for keeping me from gleaning any information about her. I started to look up suff on her once. What I found was very disturbing. And that's not even including the horrific details about her life she shares with everyone publicly. Just take this situation she's in here with you. That's the most fucked up, strangest shit I've ever heard of all by itself. Knowing some of the other stuff just makes it worse.
But, if I would have to address her about something. And the only way I can get the information I need is from her personally. I'd just find out where she is and go right there and confront her. What the fuck are you going to do about it, anyway? When she sees me approaching her, I hope she thinks to herself. "damn, that mother fucker wasn't playing, was he "! And no, I won't be alone, I'm not taking the chance that one of her bull dyke lesbian friends will try to thwart me!
But anyway, speaking of past conversations. I finally discovered the true spelling of the russian pronunciation of her name she told me once. I thought she said " annie ' because that's what it sounded like when she told me. But, what she was really saying, I now realize, is, "Anya " not Annie. So, her real first name is "Anya Erica " See, I finally figured it out, with no help from your stupid ass, I might add, or Kellys.
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My Ex
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Posted:Feb 19, 2015 4:10 pm
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This post is about my ex wife. I discovered something very interesting recently, and it kind of explains a lot about our relationship. Or the parts of it I didn't understand at the time i was with her. My previous post I wrote about this new love interest of mine, called Lorelei, I by total accident discovered keys to her personality, by doing a hand writing analysis with some of her hand writing. It explained a lot about her that I didn't understand. This new information about my ex, I came upon totally by accident. I wasn't expecting to find it, nor was I even looking for it. But, now that I know it, it explains a lot. I was looking for something interesting to watch. I don't watch regular television because it's all a bunch of brain washing propaganda and advertising used to control the zombie masses of marching lemming morons as the head towards the cliff. But, I digress. Anyway, so I came upon this DVD about the start of world war one. I'm a big world war buff, and I usually watch anything new I can find related to that stuff! But, it was only a drama about the political maneuvers of the politicians at that time. Not as interesting as the war itself. So, I wasn't going to watch it. But, then, I got this weird premonition that I should watch this anyway. So, I got it, and figured, if it's too boring I'll just pop it out and watch something else. Well, it turned out to be very interesting. It's called 37 days, I think. Check it out if you want? So as I'm sitting there watching this, they were dramatizing the orgins of the first world war here is a brief synopsis: On 28 June 1914, Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria, heir presumptive to the Austro-Hungarian throne, and his wife, Sophie, Duchess of Hohenberg, were shot dead in Sarajevo by Gavrilo Princip, one of a group of six assassins (five Serbs and one Bosniak) coordinated by Danilo Ilić, a Bosnian Serb and a member of the Black Hand secret society. The political objective of the assassination was to break off Austria-Hungary's South Slav provinces so they could be combined into a Yugoslavia. The assassins' motives were consistent with the movement that later became known as Young Bosnia. The assassination led directly to the First World War when Austria-Hungary subsequently issued an ultimatum to the Kingdom of Serbia, which was partially rejected. Austria-Hungary then declared war Then as the drama unfolded, they described how the long standing feud between the Serbs and the Austro-Hungarian kingdoms had been brewing for years. Here is a little more history on the subject Under the 1878 Treaty of Berlin, Austria-Hungary received the mandate to occupy and administer the Ottoman Vilayet of Bosnia while the Ottoman Empire retained official sovereignty. Under this same treaty, the Great Powers (Austria-Hungary, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, the Ottoman Empire, and Russian Empire) gave official recognition to the Principality of Serbia as a fully sovereign state, which four years later transformed into a kingdom under Prince Milan IV Obrenović who thus became King Milan I Obrenović. Serbia's monarchs at the time from the royal House of Obrenović that maintained close relations with Austria-Hungary were content to reign within the borders set by the treaty.
This changed in May 1903 when Serbian military officers led by Dragutin Dimitrijević stormed the Serbian Royal Palace. After a fierce battle in the dark the attackers captured General Laza Petrović, head of the Palace Guard, and forced him to reveal the hiding place of King Alexander I Obrenović and his wife Queen Draga. The King and Queen opened the door from their hiding place. The King was shot thirty times; the Queen eighteen. MacKenzie writes that "the royal corpses were then stripped and brutally sabred."[2] The attackers threw the corpses of King Alexander and Queen Draga out of a palace window, ending any threat that loyalists would mount a counterattack."[3] General Petrović was then killed too (Vojislav Tankosić organized the murders of Queen Draga's brothers;[4] Dimitrijević and Tankosić in 1913–1914 figure prominently in the plot to assassinate Franz Ferdinand).[context?] The conspirators installed Peter I of the House of Karađorđević as the new king.[4]
The new dynasty was more nationalistic, friendlier to Russia and less friendly to Austria-Hungary. Over the next decade, disputes between Serbia and its neighbors erupted as Serbia moved to build its power and gradually reclaim its 14th-century empire. These conflicts included a customs dispute with Austria-Hungary beginning in 1906 (commonly referred to as the "Pig War"),[6] the Bosnian crisis of 1908–1909 in which Serbia assumed an attitude of protest over Austria-Hungary's annexation of Bosnia-Herzegovina (ending in Serbian acquiescence without compensation in March 1909),[7] and finally the two Balkan Wars of 1912–1913 in which Serbia conquered Macedonia and Kosovo from the Ottoman Empire and drove out Bulgaria
Sorry I had to bore you with so much history, but you have to know this to understand the situation between my ex wife and myself. Well, as I'm watching this, it's slowly creeping into my mind the realization of what was really going on between my ex wife and myself. I'll give a breif explanation about our relationship for those who aren't familiar. She spotted me first in the clubs I used to frequent. I spoke to her one night, and she literally attached herself to me from that moment on. We dated for several years, eventually were married. We lived together, and then she tried to murder me and collect on an insurance policy! I survived her onslaught, but just barely and got away from her. I've been left wondering ever since, what was going on with her. On the one hand, she seemed very devoted to me, but then just as quickly, she turned on me and was actively working for my death! Oh, and by the way, she never knew how much i cheated on her or anything like that. She suspected things, but never had any proof. But, believe me, she tried. She was very slick about the way she did it too. She had me see a marriage counselor. He was forbidden by law to reveal anything I told him in confidentiality to her or anyone else. So, one of her conditions for reuniting with me, at the time, was that I allow the counselor to reveal to her, the things I told him. Of course I wasn't going to agree to something like that, because it would have actually made the situation worse! Well, we separated and then divorced. And I managed to survive it. But I always wondered about the whole situation and her attitude and behavior towards me. After watching this story, I finally figured it out. Her father was a Serb, and my family were from the Austro-Hungarian empire. It turns out, there has been a long standing feud between the people of our heritages going back centuries. In other words, she and I were natural enemies, and our relatives back in the old country were still at each others throats. Also, I come from a higher caste or social class then she did. That is something I picked up on myself, while i was with her. I know in this country and society, you're not supposed to think in those terms, but it still was true. So, once again, it was like Austro-Hungarian royalty being assaulted by serbian scum again. Only fortunately, this time I survived. Isn't that some wild shit. I never even thought of the relationship I had with her, in those terms before. But, now that I look at it, and everything else that happened between us and her attitude towards me, it all makes more sense. Historically, socially and politically, she and I were enemies. I see her today as nothing but an enemy to me. And I thought about something else recently too. When we were getting married, and looking for a place to live. I was shocked by the places she wanted to live in! I thought at the time, they would never be suitable for either one of us. And since she lived in a home with her parents, it made even less sense. So, I finally found a nice large place for us, but it didn't matter because the marriage was never going to last. This point is significant, about the residence, because I remember I brought it up in the last meeting she and I ever had together. I wondered about it then too. But, seeing how she behaved and how heartless and ruthless she acted towards me. It's almost like, she only wanted to marry me, so she could kill me and profit from my death. Which is exactly what a serbian assassin would do. Do I think she was thinking in those terms when we were getting married, of course not. She probably doesn't even realize it, to this day, that our cultural heritages are at odds with one another. But, seeing how she acted, without her even being aware of it, she bahaved in a way that was consistent with the history of our different peoples. Isn't that fascinating?
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The Curious Case of Lorelei
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Posted:Feb 9, 2015 6:23 pm
Last Updated:Feb 11, 2015 7:20 pm
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When I think of Lorelei, my head turns all around
As gentle as a butterfly, she moves without a sound
I call her on the telephone, she says be there by eight
Tonight's the night she's movin' in and I can hardly wait
The way she moves, ooh-ooh-ooh, I gotta say
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Oh baby, forever
Her eyes become a paradise, she softly speaks my name
She brightens every lonely night, no one's quite the same
She calls me on the telephone, she says be there by eight
Tonight's the night she's movin' in, it's time to celebrate
The way she moves, ooh-ooh-ooh, I gotta say
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Baby, baby, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Lorelei, let's live together
Brighter than the stars, forever
Okay, I met this girl I call Lorelei, not her real name. She has been an enigma to me from the first moment I first saw her until now. Currently, we are not seeing one another, but that doesn't mean it's over. I'm just waiting for the next act in this weird drama to unfold. I met her at work, and from the first moment i saw her I was smitten with her. The picture I have on this post is not her, but the closest I could find. She does look almost exactly like this girl in the picture though. She's very pretty, or terminally pretty, and she has blonde dred locked hair. I don't know how old she is, I'm a poor judge of womens ages, unless they look obviously very young or very old. I was going to guess that she was in her mid to late twenties, but then I realized something. When i was standing close to her, I noticed she has very nice skin. And only women who are younger have skin like that. So, if i had to guess her age, I'd say it would have to be late teens or early twenties, like twenty one or two. she also so has a bunch of tattoos on her body. From what I saw, she has something on her chest, leading up to her neck. I also noticed when she was handing me something once, that she has more on her arms. That alone would seem strange, that such a pretty girl would have such bizarre body art on her body. But that doesn't even begin to explain the mystery. When I first saw her, I thought she was cute, but I always notice cute girls, and it usually ends there. I thought I was too old for her, so I wasnt' thinking about dating her or anything like that. A few more things I learned about her, from another woman friend who spoke to her directly, and she told my friend that she was a lesbian and/or in a lesbian relationship with another woman. That I could understand, because she used to wear the lesbian uniform. By that I mean, she always wore flannel shirts, jeans and boots. And with her hair and tattoos, I'm sure she made quite an impression on the other women at the dyke bar! So, you might be wondering, " okay she's a dyke, what's that got to do with you, you're a guy "? And my reply, " Exactly "! Why would an obviously flaming lesbian attempting to be butch dyke be interested in you, a man old enough to be her father? That's what I've been wondering ever since. Okay, like I said, my female friend told me about the conversation she had with Lorelie, but then she told me something else she said. She asked my friend " if I liked her " Her exact words were, " Does XXXXXX (my real name) like me, I saw him looking at me in the break room "? My friend replied, " oh yeah, but as a friend ". When my friend told me of this exchange I found it a little curious, but not too alarming or anything. But, before this even happend something else did. Like i said, we worked together, but everytime I turned around I would see her. She was not looking at me, or at least I never caught her looking at me. But i noticed she always seemed to be in the genearl area to where ever I was. I later , watched a video on you tube, by some female dating expert, and she did a video on how to tell when a woman likes you. First of all, I don't need a video to know when a woman likes me, It's usually apparent, but with this girl Lorelei, I could never figure her out, or get a handle on her ideas or motives, because everything she was doing, was counter to who she was and the type of person she was presenting herself as. Anyway, in the video, all the things that this dating expert and another woman talked about, was exactly everything Lorelei was doing in relation to me. So, at least I know I had that part figured, then she did something that for me, still seems a little bizarre and unusual. She gave me something, but she also took something from me. It was not supposed to be an equal exchange like it sounds, but it worked out that way. But for my part, I had no problem giving her what she asked me for, because it was mainly work related. But I did feel a little uncomfortable when she gave me something. It was nothing really, between people who are friends or know each other, but at that point I didn't know her at all, we had only spoken like two times to one another prior. I even felt strange when she handed it to me. My feelings were, " I really shouldn't be accepting this from her ". But, I took it with the determined intention of returning it to her as quickly as possible, And believe me I did. The very next time I saw her, I gave it back to her. I will describe the exchange, because at this, and everytime we spoke to one another would go pretty much the same way. I saw her approaching me, and when ever she did, it was weird, like she was approaching someone she wasn't sure about, or the situation. Which was strange because we have no history with one another. But, my female friend also told me, when she was talking to her. That Lorelei was in an abusive relationship with some guy, I suppose prior to her decision to become a lesbian. I did notice a certain codependant behavior in her, or it's a personality trait that women who have been abused by men in the past exhibit when encountering other men. I don't think for a second that she was afraid of me, or thought I would harm her in any way. But, it's just something she probably does with all men, without even realizing it. But, I could be totally wrong about that, because I later learned she had some sort of crush on me. So, I think her behavior was more of a woman, who was just nervous about being near a guy she liked. Anyway, she ambles towards me and says, " I have something here for you '. And I replied, " And I have something for you as well ". She sits down, and gets out her papers from a folder or something. The fact that she sat down when speaking to me, I would later realize was a pattern with her for some reason. Why she did that, I have no idea, just like a lot of things about her made no sense to me. We exchanged our documents, then I asked her, " why did you give me this "? She said some sort of flaky hippie dippie reason like " oh I was just paying it forward ". I thought, " okay, she's one of those people ". And at the time, I didn't give it a lot of significance. By her sitting down, it forced me to bow to her to return her property. I later found out, from my friend and more of the conversation she had with Lorelei, that she told her, her father put her through college and paid all of her expenses. Which is very nice, and lucky if you are fortunate enough. But, at the time I didn't know that, and what Lorelei told me was a different story. She alluded to going through some hard times. At the time, I didn't think anything of it, because I hadn't known about the conversation my friend had with her, and she was bragging about having all her education taken care of by her old man. So, when I found out that detail, I figured, what might have happened was something like this. Her father put her through school, but when she came out as a lesbian, he disowned her, or cut her off financially. That is only total speculation on my part, If I ever find out the exact circumstances of her situation, I'll come back here and revise this post.
So, then I think it was at that point, I started to see some anomalies with her behavior. On the one hand, she was acting like a butch dyke, but on the other, she was still a princess and a Daddies girl! Yeah, I saw both personalities first hand. I used to watch her walk, and she adopted the same swager as a guy does. And with her tats and her flannel shirts, I used to roll my eyes and shake my head, in wonderment. But, when I was close to her, or spoke to her, she reverted back into the pretty blonde princess Daddys girl that she also was. A little more about that. She would act, like she wasn't interested in me, or that I wasn't there when ever we were in the same area. But, I noticed she would glance at me out of the corner of her eye when she passed in front of me. By this time, I was aware that she liked me, or had a crush on me or something. And I wasn't trying to play games with her or anything, I was thinking, " okay, this girl likes me, I'll just let things develop naturally, and she and I will eventually find each other and come together at some point. That was my feeling and attitude at that point. But, it didn't work out that way, instead, it just got more and more bizarre, then things on her side went totally crazy. I'm still trying to figure out what was going on with her. Did she like me, was she just playing a game with me, or is she one of these confused messed up bitches who don't know what the fuck they want? Now, I'm beleiving it was closer to the last one. So, I thought I would try something, just to see how interested she was with me. The next time she was around, i totally ignored her. Just to see what she would do. So, then she litterally stands in front of me and does a little dance, while interacting with someone else, to get my attention. But she wasn't finished, apparently, it upset her, that I wasn't giving her total attention when she was near me. So, the next day when we were in the same situation, I went up to her and said " hi '. She ignored me, or pretended like she didn't hear me, even though I was standing right in front of her. So then I said it again louder and making sure she couldn't ignore me. So then she acknowledges me and say's " hi " back to me. So, at that point I'm thinking, " whoa, she gets pissed off easily ". But then, something even stranger happened. I forget when it was, but it must have been around this time. I came into work early one morning, and Lorelei was standing at the front desk, leaning over the counter writing something. At the time, I thought it was just a chance encounter. I'd never seen her there before or since like that. But then later, she surprised me again, and I could tell the second time she was waiting for me. So, she probably planned this encounter to, but at the time I wasn't suspecting anything. Here's what happened. LIke I said, she was leaning over the counter writing something, then she stood up slightly and looked right at me. It wasn't a casual glance or anything, when she looked at me, it was when a woman looks at you, and is asking you in effect, with her body language, " do you like me " or " are you interested in me ". I smiled back at her, or gave her an affirmative answer to her quiry. It all happened very quickly, not more then a moment had passed. As soon as she saw my reaction, she turned back to what she was doing again, and I continued past her, without saying anything. That was it, but, it was a very significant exchange. I thought, that at that point, she was asking me, if I was interested in her, and i gave her a positive response. Also, it was very feminine, none of that dyke behavior she usually displays. Like I said before, it was like I was dealing with someone with a split personality. Well, after that, she was overtly friendly to me, and she would just appear out of no where and start talking to me, and be very helpful if she could. And as I said, I thought, " oh okay, we're going along with getting to know one another, and eventually we'll be seeing each other outside of work "? Everytime I saw her, she would act really excited to see me. I mean it was obvious, like a gets excited everytime you come home again from somewhere. Her eyes would light up and she always seemed so glad to see me. I thought it was nice, and I was always glad to see her as well. Like I said, she's very pretty. When she was standing close to me, when we were talking, I would study her features. Beleive me, that girl didn't have an ugly bone in her body! If she wouldn't have had those tats and the dred locks, she would have been just a typical pretty blonde girl. But with that stuff, it made her look kind of exotic. Oh I forgot to mention she has these beautiful blue eyes. Her eyes were the first thing you noticed about her, because they were so mesmerizing. Every time I think about her now, the first thing I think about are her eyes. She had kind of like a dark tint to her skin, like she had a tan or something. Some women, like her do have that tone to their skin. She was white, but just had a darker tint to her skin. Or at least it seemed that way to me, I could be wrong about that. Then as I said, things progressive got strange. Because it was the holidays, they have prize give aways. These things are like everywhere else, and I don't know about you, but my attitude is I'm never going to win, so why bother to participate. Everyone is acting like they were expecting to win a new sixty inch plasma flat screen or something. I just looked at them like they were nuts. So, it just so happens that Lorelei was partly in charge of running this holiday contest. At the time, I didn't think anything of it. I thought, so what, somebody has to do it, and I'm certainly not going to be involved in the fucking thing. So, like all contest, you have to fill out a slip and put your name and number on it, and drop it in the box. That was Lorelei's job, to man the contest box during lunch time. There was a little tabe with three boxes on it and she used to stand behind it. I used it as an excuse just to go over and talk to her. I didn't give a shit about some stupid contest I was never going to win. So one time, i filled out my slip, and I headed over to the pretty dred locked little lesbian. I handed it to her, and asked her to choose a prize box to enter for me. My attitude was, I wasn't taking this seriously and I only wanted for an excuse to stand there and talk to her. She took the slip from me and examined it very carefully. I thought at the time, " what the fuck is she looking at, it's just a slip " Then she placed it in the center box. I would later realize the significance of all of that. At the time, it didn't appear to be anything special, but it was actually a very calculated move on her part I would learn later on. So this went on for a while. Every time we encountered one another, she was always so glad to see me. I took it as a sign that she liked me, and that I would be fucking her soon! Then one morning as I came to work. I parked my car and was heading towards the building entrance. As I got closer there was a row of cars in front of the entrance. I heard a door open and out popped Lorelei, and she started walking towards me. I said " Good Morning " to her and continued walking towards the entrance. She was heading the same way so I thought we would walk together. I started talking, thinking she was next to me as I was heading in. Then i looked and no one was there. i turned to look back and I saw Lorelei standing way back behind me. I thought it was odd, and it looked like she was deliberately trying to avoid walking with me. I thought, " hmmm, that's strange, a moment ago she was running right towards me, now she's acting like she's trying to avoid me ". I still don't understand why she did that or acted that way. Then her behavior became even stranger. Then later in the day, we encountered one another again, and i said " hi " to her and she seemed okay, and said " hi " back to me but walked past me. So, I was thinking," well maybe she's on her period or something "? This would go on for a while. Something else significant was happening, although i didn't realize it at the time. It seemed like everytime I turned around, she would be there or in the area I was at. Usually she was too far away for me to address her or talk to her, but she always seemed to be hovering around me. I thought at the time, " oh, she has a crush on me and just wants to see me that's all ". I would later realized it was actually another calculated move on her part towards me. For what reason, I still don't know. Then after a while I noticed something, when there were other people around she would ignore and avoid me. I figured, she didn't want people knowing her business and being hassled about liking some guy at work. So I gave her, her space and didn't bother her. I would only go up to talk to her to put a slip in the prize box at lunch. There I had an excuse to talk to her, so no one would get suspicious about us. I thought at the time, we were going to evolve into a clandestine couple, pretend we don't know one another at work, but afterward go home and fuck like rabbits! But, that didn't happen. Then, the prize drawing day arrived. The day before was the last day to submit your slip to enter for the prizes. I didn't take it seriously and had no interest in it anyway. As I was leaving, I saw Lorelei standing in front of the prize box table, so anyone leaving would have to pass by her. Usually she stood behind the table. I didn't think anything of it and went to the bathroom. I came out and she was still standing there. She was engaged in conversation with several other people. I just casually walked past, but as soon as I got near her, she reached out and handed me a slip. She looked right at me and said " you have to get this in today, all right ". I just looked at her, a little perplexed. I didn't say anything, but as I reach out to take the slip from her, using my two fingers I tried to brush them against her fingers. She instantly recoiled at my touch. I thought that was kind of strange, considering she was always keeping me in her sight, and acting so excited to see me all time. I took the slip from her and continued on my way out never submitting the slip. At the time I didn't understand what was going on, or why it was so important to her, for me to submit that slip. She never said anything to me prior of gave me any indication that something was happening there with it.
The next day, was the prize drawing. We were all assembled together, everybody who worked there was standing around. I figured about a hundred people. I was looking for Lorelei, but I didn't see her. I thought, " surely she would be here for this "? So, then a few moments later, I saw her, dred locks, flannel shirt and all, and she came through the crowd and ambled towards me. It was obvious she wanted to approach me, but was trying to act like she wasn't. By now, I was used to this behavior, so I just waited until she got close enough to me, and then said, as a joke " Hey Lorelei, ( I called her by her real name by the way) they just called your name as the winner "! She just said, " yeah right ". and continued on past me. I thought that would be the end of it, they would name someone as the winner, and then we could all get back to work. Well, they did, they called me! I was fucking stunned! I couldn't believe it, I still can't! I can honestly tell you, there is no fucking way, I won that contest without someone rigging it somehow. Then, at that moment, all Lorelei's strange behavior started to make sense. Even up until the moment before when she approached me through the crowd. She was avoiding me, so no one would suspect that she was favoring me for something later. She kept herself in my line of sight, to remind me, that she was still interested in me and was planning something. And that's why she wanted me to submit that slip the day before. I didn't submit it, so, she went into the prize box where I had her drop the slip in that day. And she fished around, and found it, and then gave it to her boss and told him, " here's the winning ticket "! I know this, because later when she gave me my prize envelop, she gave me back the same ticket, and it even has her hand writing on the back of it. Well I knew instantly that this was wrong and she could get in trouble for it. But, of course I wasn't going to say anything. It's the same thing you do, when someone you care about does something wrong, you automatically try to cover for them, thinking you'll work out the problem with them later on. So then I had to go up and accept the prize. I had to shake hands with the people in charge and they were taking my picture to display all over the place and the website. I'm standing there thinking, " Lorelei, you fucking bitch "! LOL! Then they told me that the didn't have the prize there, that I would have to come by the office later to pick it up. I told them I would, but, I then came up with my own plan. I wouldn't pick it up, because if everything I was thinking about her, and the situation and the fact that she rigged it was true? She would bring it to me. And that's exactly what happened. Later the next day, I see Lorelei ambling towards me, with her trepidation walk. But this time, she actually did have something to feel guilty about, because she illegally rigged a contest so I would win it. I wasn't angry, but I was intrigued as to why she would even do something like that, considering we've never had a real conversation or talked about anything personal between us. So she comes up to me and hands me the envelop. It was a gift certificate, and she asks me " what are you going to buy "? I replied, " I don't know "? Then I think I said, " how did this happen "? Then, she sits down again, and asks me " what are my plans for the holidays "? I thought, " oh, thank God, finally, she's going to invite me over to her place for some lesbian poon tang "! I told her " I didn't have any real plans ". I did, but I wanted to hear what she would say. Then she tells me that she's going to visit her family in another state for the holidays. I think we exchanged a few more words, then I asked her " Hey, would you like to get together outside of work sometime "? Then she started getting really evasive and making all kinds of excuses saying things like, " It's against the rules, I've never dated people I work with " things like that. By then, I expected her to show some sort of resistance, and not just agree with me. That wasn't her style. I countered with some very good points of my own. As people who know me from here are aware, you can't win an argument with me, on anything. So then, after playing little miss muffet, sitting on her tuffet, relaying her curds and way. She suddenly changed in demeanor and personality and said something like, " well things change, so you never know ". Or something like that, and then she quickly rose up and walked away. As she left I wished her a happy holiday. And I stood there kind of stunned, thinking, " what just happened here ". Up until the last few moments, she was acting all shy and demure, then she suddenly changes into Miss Femdom! At the time, I thought, " okay she's playing hard to get, I know this game, I'll just wait until she's ready and she'll find her way back to me ". I felt confidant about the situation, because she did go to all the trouble to rig a prize contest for me. Someone doesn't normally go to all that trouble unless they are seriously interested in them. But then, once again, she surprised me. After that encounter, she started avoiding me, but really avoiding me this time. I didn't see her hanging around at a distance or otherwise. I still caught glimpses of her here and there, but I could tell she was actively trying to avoid seeing me. I knew that because it was such a contrast to how she was acting prior. Up until I asked her out, everytime I turned around I would see her. Now, she was literally trying to be invisible to me. I even spotted her, going back ways through the halls, delibertly trying not to run into me. I was thinking. " that's strange, she goes to all of this trouble to get my attention, then once she achieves it, she goes the opposite way and tries to avoid me ". She could have saved herself a lot of trouble, by just not buzzing around me, giving me longing looks, and giving me presents. Or did she think I wouldn't have noticed that stuff? Like I've always said, women are crazy, but this chick is the craziest one I've met since my ex wife. So, she kept avoiding me, until almost the end. She was walking past me with her boss, and she turned to look at me. She flashed me those beautiful blue eyes, then turned back and kept walking. I didn't react or even have an expression on my face. I just looked at her wondering what is going on with her. That was the last time i saw her. Now, anything ever develops from this, it will have to be her move. She and I never exchanged contact information. I don't know where she is ,or how to contact her. I don't even know her last name. She has all my information though, she has my phone number and address. Seeing how strange and bizarre her behavior has been. I half expect her to show up on my doorstep. If she does, I won't be surprised of shocked. But, I will want some freaking answers. Going by her past behavior, she'll probably try to shine me on with offering me sex or something. But i'm not having it. I want to know where we stand with one another before I go any further with her. She's obviously playing some sort of game with me. Or, maybe I'll never hear from her again, and this will just be some weird experience I had, with a confused lesbian, who had a crush on me, but couldn't reconcile it, because of her own issues with men, or something? We'll see.
UPDATE:
I discovered something related to what I was discussing on this post so I thought I would share it with you because it seems relevant. Remember where I talked about a contest slip I filled out, and then handed it to Lorelei and she dropped into the prize box? Then later, I actually won the contest and when she gave me my prize envelop, she also returned the original ticket to me as well. I always wondered about that? Why give me back the original ticket? So, then I took a look at it the other day. Oh, by the way, I still have the gift certificate and I have not cashed that in yet. So, as I was examining the prize ticke, I noticed something unusual about it. It had a crease down the center like it had been folded in half. When I handed it to Lorelei that day, I know it had not been folded. I know this because I had just written my name and information on it, and if there were a crease across the middle, my writing would have been affected by the bumps on the surface. You can see that is not the case, especially where it is folded. I handed it to Lorelei, and she took an unusual amount of time studying it, before she dropped into the box. I realize why, now. It was because she wanted to be sure what she would be looking for later on when she was fishing around for it to make sure I was the winner. The slip itself is very small, so there would be no reason to fold it. There is writing on one side and the other is blank. It was folded in half on the side with the writing on the inside and the blank side facing out. So, if someone noticed it in your pocket, all they would see would be a slim blank peice of paper. Exactly what you would do, if you were doing somthing duplicitous with it. And for anyone who thinks I won that Goddamn contest legitimately? I've entered things like that my entire life, do you know how many of them I have ever won? NONE! I have never won a contest like that, and I shouldn't have won this one either. I wouldn't have really supected anything, except Lorelei way laid me at the exit, telling me it was important for me to enter this slip that day. I didn't so she used her back up plan and retreived the ticked she knew I had submitted before. And lastly, there were different prizes. That's why they had different boxes. The prize I won, was the exact box Lorelei dropped the slip into that day. That's how I know she cheated and rigged it so I would win. But, still the question that bothers me, is why? Why did she do that, why was it so important for me to win. I had never done anything for her like that. So why?
ANOTHER UPDATE:
Well, well, well! I have gained another great insight from the ticket slip I mentioned previously! Wait until you hear this?! This insight comes from my ex. When I knew her, she had taken a graphology course in college, and was always using what she knew to analyze peoples hand writing. Every person I knew, that she analyed with this process turned out to be accurate. Also, on the ticket slip that Lorelei returned to me, is hand writing, not much, but enough to reveal significant personality traits about the author! I figured the writing on the back of the ticker was Lorelei's and after I researched it using handwriting analysis methods, I'm certain it is hers. Unfortunately, she didn't use all of the letters in the alphabet in what she wrote, but what she gave me is still very significant. From the the way the letters are formed, like closed loops and spacing and how the letters a positioned tell a lot about your personality. From what she displayed in her hand writing, it was accurate from what I knew about her. Like for instance, from the way she wrote her letters it tells that she's practical, logical, and has great imagination. I agree with that last discription because of those tattoo's on her body and the way she wore her hair. But, then I discovered something alarming, but it explains or verifies other things I know about her, and partly explains the mystery I've been having about her. Now first of all, for any skeptics out there. I just got the idea to analyze her hand writing the other day. I wrote all of this other stuff prior to discovering what I just learned now about her personality through hand writing analysis. But it's interesting how it confirms largely what I already knew. I was reading the hand writing analysis from different sources. I coudn't find everything I wanted to know, because she doesn't use all of the letters in the alphabet. But then I was reading something on this one site and I found something very disturbing about her handwriting. There is something called a " felons claw " the claw type of curve that curve downward back under the letter like a claw. I examined the writing to make sure I wasn't imagining it. It's there, in fact she wrote several letters with it, in the same word. Now, when I tell you what this means, I assure you everything is from the official definition, but it matches up perfectly with everything I told you about what I knew about Lorelei and her background. Here is the offical definition:People who write with this hallmark feature have deep psychological issues. It indicates someone who feels inferior to the extent that they do not think they are worthy of love. Many people with this claw were abused in early life. This is also a symbol of guilt for something the writer may have done in the past. If that doesn't descibe Lorelei to a T, from everything else I've told you about her, I don't know what would? She told my friend she was abused by a boyfriend. She's young, so it must have happened when she was still much younger herself, probably teenage years. The fact that she went lesbo because of it, may indicate some of her feelings of inferiority? But it actually expains her behavior with me. On the one hand, she gave me the impression that she was interested in me, and then she did an about face, and totally ignored and avoided me, after I officially asked her out on a date. And the fact that she rigged this contest like she did for me, indicates, she's probably done things like this in the past for other people. She probably feels guilty about some of it, or who knows what else shes done? You don't wear hard core tats like that on your neck, unless you did some fucked up shit at some point? Once again, I'm stunned! I got the idea to do the hand writing analysis from something my ex once did. I used it to analyze Lorelei's personality and it came up a hundred percent accurate for everything I know about her. Isn't that some weird wild shit? Just like everything else about this situation with her, I still can't believe it.
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Posted:Nov 7, 2014 12:23 pm
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Guess I got what I deserve
Kept you waiting there, too long my love
All that time, without a word
Didn't know you'd think, that I'd forget, or I'd regret
The special love I have for you, my Baby Blue
All the days became so long
Did you really think, I'd do you wrong
Dixie, when I let you go
Thought you'd realize, that I would know, I would show
The special love I have for you, my Baby Blue
What can I do, what can I say
Except that I want you by my side
How can I show, you, show me a way
Don't you know, the times I tried
Guess that's all I have to say
Except the feeling just gets stronger, everyday
Just one thing, before I go
Take good care, baby, let me know, let it grow
The special love, you have for me, my Dixie dear
  
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Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty
Some of the breath fades with the light
I think about this loveless fascination
Under the milky way tonight
Lower the curtain down on Memphis
Lower the curtain down all right
I got no time for private consultation
Under the milky way tonight
Wish I knew what you were looking for
Might've known what you would find
And it's something quite peculiar
Something shimmering and white
It leads you here despite your destination
Under the milky way tonight
Addendum
I was just over at Kelly's blog, reading some of my old comments and the way I used to tear both him and Jay a new asshole every single time! LOL! Both of them claim I'm abnormal, crazy and obsessed. After I read my responses to their idiocy, I realized what I've been saying all along, I'm normal and both of them are batshit crazy!
It's been a while, so I thought I'd pay a visit. I've noticed there has been some activity in the crazy circle lately. It's always very entertaining from my point of view. Don't ever doubt how amusing I find the three of them. Seems I'm not the only problem the Jewish Princess has to contend with in her life? I know, I can't believe it either. Despite the fact that if she never logged on here, she wouldn't even know I exist in her life. But, I guess paranoia and imagination are a lot more stronger then generally percieved. After all, becoming involved with other couples, who already have a histories and established relationships, and becoming an interloper between them, what could possibly go wrong there? But what do I know, I'm a nerd with no life. And as for the livestock molester, he has his entire blog, devoted solely to describing how abnormal and obsessed I am. I guess, if he ever stepped back and took a look at his own behavior, he might realize he's describing himself. As for Jay, who knows what that freak has been up to? Maybe the bum finally went out an got a job instead of sitting around living off his small retirement pension. Ah, who really cares anyway, the three of them are just sad.
I've been watching my favorite all time tv show the " Twilight Zone " if you've never seen it, check it out. You've seen aspects of the program, even if you never watched the actual show. They still use plots and premises from the episodes in movies and tv show to this day. The show is a well spring for creative ideas and subjects. Rod Serling was a genius! Anyway, a couple of the shows that intrigued me was the one called the fugitive. It's about an alien king, who hides out here in the form of an old man, and spends his days playing with and befriending a young blonde crippled girl. Well, the liaisons from his planet catch up to him and proceed to take him back. He plays cat and mouse and hide and seek with them for a while. But they trick him into revealing himself when they harm his little blonde girl friend. Oh, he has the ability to take any form, so he morphs into mice and bugs to hide from them. In the end, they take him back, but not before his little girlfriend comes up with an ingenious idea for force them to take both of them back with them. They originally only wanted to take their king back with them. The old man morphs into a clone of Jenny, the little girl so they're forced to take both of them back. Then Rod comes on and shows a picture of what the old man really looks like, apparently a young handsome man. And tells us that the two of them will be married and live happily ever after together. Well, on the surface, it looks like a nice little fairy tale. But when you stop and look at the details a little closer, it's really a little creepy! The main point is, that old man is eventually going to be stuping that little girl. They imply when she gets older is when they'll consumate the relationship. But, here is the thing, on the show, the old guy says he lives for five thousand years! So, the aging process must be different on his planet. Secondly, how do we know what the age of consent is on his planet, or any of their rules or laws or values. It's an entirely different world, with no judo christian ethics or laws to glean from! They just expect the audience to make a lot of assumptions, because he's a kindly old man, that healed he bum foot, that he's really benevolent and would never harm her. And what if, when she gets to his planet, she realizes she doesn't like it, or missing not having her friends to play with, or even being aroung other humans. Is he going to bring her back home? And what do these aliens really look like anyway. Are they a bunch of slimey lizards, or like the greys, with no sexual organs! How do they reproduce. Do they stick a needle in her womb like they do with alien abduction victims that have claimed happens to them when the aliens are trying to breed with them? See, there is a lot to consider there. But the main point is, that old man will be stuping that little girl. I guarantee, a show like that couldn't be produced and aired today! Not in Jerry Sandusky era of endangerment we're currently experiencing today, I'll tell you what. LOL!
The other episode that intrigues me, is one, after careful consideration, I realized I could relate to directly! It's the one called, " Dead Mans Shoes " it's about a gangster, who gets killed by his business associate, and his body gets dumped in an alley, and a bum, finds the body, and takes the dead guys shoes and puts them on. From there, without realizing it, he becomes the deceased gangster and proceeds to enact revenge and retribution against the other gangster that killed him. He changes in personality, becomes more assertive and aggressive, goes back to his old apartment, puts on new clothes and then goes the club and make contact with the gangster that killed him. They go back the the guys office , and the bastard has him killed again. They take him to the same spot to dump his body, and then apparently another bum finds his shoes and puts them on, and the whole scenario starts all over again. I like this episode and thought it had a cool premise. Then, I thought about it some more, and I realized why. I have kind of reanacted this same scenario, but in a different form myself with my guitar playing and rock star persona. The difference is, the person I'm emulating, isn't dead, but very much alive and still inspiring me. But, when I adopt an aspect of his personality, I take on some of the same characteristics of this person, and in effect, become them, for while. I'll explain. Everyone knows I'm a big Eddie Van Halen fan. I've gone to great lengths to learn how to play the guitar like him, and even own the same equipment he uses! A long time ago, when I first started performing live with bands in clubs. I had already acquired a substantial guitar collection. But, I wanted to have the exact same guitar the Eddie used. So, I went to New York, and had one commissioned and built specifically for me. I needed to do that, because I'm left handed, and they didn't make any right handed models of that particular guitar, at that time. I was already playing Van Halen songs on stage with my other guitars, but it wasn't the same, I felt I needed the same model Eddie used. So, when I finally got it, I started using it out on the gigs. Everyone was really impressed with it, and continues on with it. But, while using it on stage, I noticed something. I realized, when I was playing it, doing Van Halen songs, I was experiencing the exact some feelings and effects as my hero Eddie was, when he was on stage, playing the same songs. I also noticed the reaction from the crowd as more enthusiastic. So, instead of a pair of shoes, when I put on another musicians instrument, I in affect, became an aspect of him, as a musician as well. And also, at the time, my friends used to tell I could create a Van Halen tribute band with how closely I had adopted his performance and playing persona. That's just something I noted from the concept of a couple of my favorite episodes from the zone. I'll let to know if I get any more insights from the shows.
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I always knew it was true!
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Posted:Apr 30, 2014 2:12 pm
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Who draws the crowd and plays so loud, baby, it's the guitar man
Who's gonna steal the show, you know, baby, it's the guitar man
He can make you love, he can make you cry
He will bring you down and he'll get you high
Somethin' keeps him goin' miles and miles a day
To find another place to play
Night after night, who treats you right, baby, it's the guitar man
Who's on the radio, you go and listen to the guitar man
Then he comes to town and you see his face
And you think you might like to take his place
Somethin' keeps him driftin' miles and miles away
Searching for the songs to play
Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along
You want to get the meaning out of each and every song
Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own and take 'em home
He can make you love, he can get you high
He will bring you down, then he'll make, make you cry
Somethin' keeps him movin', but no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go
Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice, he's just got to find another place to play
Fade away
Got to play
Fade away
Got to play
Science Shows How Guitar Players' Brains Are Actually Different from Everybody Elses' Whether it's playing "Stairway to Heaven" until your fingers bleed or always finding yourself in the center of a group of people intent on singing "Wagon Wheel," some things are common to all guitarists.
Including, as it turns out, their brain chemistry.
For starters, guitarists literally have the ability to synchronize their brains while playing. In a 2012 study in Berlin, researchers had 12 pairs of guitarists play the same piece of music while having their brains scanned. They discovered that the guitarists' neural networks would synchronize not only during the piece, but even slightly before playing. So, basically, guitarists can read each others' minds better than they can read music.
That synch happens in the areas of the brain that deal with music production and social cognition, so it makes a real difference in how tight a band sounds. When people talk about a band's chemistry, this may well be what they're seeing. It also explains why brothers are the core duo in so many famous rock bands.
But part of this ability to synchronize actually comes from one overarching truth about guitarists: they're more intuitive than most.
It sounds weird to solo while hooked up to a scanning machine, but a few brave guitarists pulled it off and contributed a major finding to the science of guitars. Researchers found that, when a guitarist shreds, he or she temporarily deactivates the brain region that routinely shuts down when achieving big-picture goals, signalling a shift from conscious to unconscious thought.
And when mere mortals (non-musicians) attempt a solo, the conscious portion of their brain stays on, which indicates that real guitarists are able to switch to this more creative and less practical mode of thinking more easily. Exhibit A:
All of the research makes it clear that guitarists are just super spiritual, intuitive people. Think about anyone from the Jimmy Page to the Edge right on up to Bon Iver. That sort of intuitive thinking runs all the way to how they learn. Unlike musicians who learn through sheet music, guitarists, according to researchers at Vanderbilt University, get a better grasp of a song by looking at someone playing it rather than reading the notes on paper.
The intuition might come from one truth every guitarist knows: playing guitar transcends basic brain chemistry. In a famous incident, Pat Martino, a renowned jazz guitarist from Philadelphia, had 70% of his left temporal lobe removed in his mid-30s due to a hemorrhage. When he came out of surgery, he couldn't play any longer.
But guitar-playing is about more than any one part of your brain. Within two years, Martino was able to completely relearn how to play the jazz guitar. Scientists everywhere have used his brain as an amazing example of cerebral plasticity. For guitarists, he represents something else — playing guitar isn't a skill. It's a way of being.
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Look what I found in my back yard?
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Posted:Dec 31, 2013 7:26 am
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This is totally organic and a natural phenomenon. A little ice bird formed naturally in the bird bath I have in my back yard. Isn't nature fascinating sometimes?
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Johnny B Good
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Johnny B Good
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a bat out of hell
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my how that Motherfucker could play
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
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Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight."
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode ...
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I had a dream last night....
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Posted:Nov 27, 2012 5:06 pm
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If you, if you could return, don't let it burn, don't let it fade.
I'm sure I'm not being rude, but it's just your attitude,
It's tearing me apart, It's ruining everything.
I swore, I swore I would be true, and honey, so did you.
So why were you holding her hand? Is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time? Was it just a game to you?
But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?
Oh, I thought the world of you.
I thought nothing could go wrong,
But I was wrong. I was wrong.
If you, if you could get by, trying not to lie,
Things wouldn't be so confused and I wouldn't feel so used,
But you always really knew, I just wanna be with you.
But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?
And I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?
You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?
I dreamt of my ex wife again last night! Let me explain the significance of this. First of all, I hate my ex wife! Because she married me under false pretexts, and then tried to kill me and profit from my death in the form of an insurance policy. Not only is that morally wrong, I'm pretty sure it's illegal too! LOL! Yes, I went to see a lawyer about it, at the time it was happening, and he told me " there was nothing I could do, because she was still acting within the rule of law. First of all, the rule of law is fucked, and needs to updated to handle anomalous contingencies like a soulless, heartless evil greedy shrew, with mental problems, like my ex wife, but I digress! LOL! I don't intentionally try to dream about my ex, or even think about her when I'm awake. But, ever since our separation from one another, she still pops up in my dreams from time to time. When ever this happens, she pops up in real life in some fashion as well. Usually, I'll hear about something related to her, or someone I know ran into her and will tell me about it. Or I will actually run into her myself somewhere. When ever that happens I do my best to avoid her. I've only once, in the past fifteen years, let her know I was there, or let her be aware of my presence when I saw her. Most times, I'll see her, like at the mall or in a restaurant or something. She usually doesn't notice me at all. As soon as I see her, I quickly remove myself from the area and I never look back as I'm moving away.( For fear I'll turn into a pillar of salt, if I do) LOL! It seems, despite our animosity towards one another, we're both still connected to one another on some existential level, or something. I wish I wasn't, I really don't give a fuck about her. And the day she dies, I don't want to know about it either. But I still have dreams about her, and when I do, that means something relating to her is about to happen. My dreams are significant, and I can prove it. If you scroll down just a few posts, you'll see I wrote about a dream I had about Eddie Van Halen, my personal guitar hero. A few days later, I learned about a medical infirmity he suffered and resulting in him postponing the tour temporarily. I just re-checked the dates and I saw how close it was from the time I had the dream, until I wrote about wishing a get well soon, post. A cynical skeptic would say I knew about it beforehand, and stage my posts that way. I swear I didn't it just happened, just like you see it there. Now as for this dream I had about my ex. It doesn't really mean anything to me, because nothing really happened. In fact it sounds like something that could actually happen. But, what it probably will mean, is that something will transpire and I'll either run into her again, or hear something about her again. Here is the dream:
I was walking around a bookstore with a friend of mine. I'm not sure who it was? I noticed this blonde haired woman, when she turned towards me, I realized it was my ex. She didn't notice me, thankfully! Even in my dreams I don't want to associate with her. I thought it was odd that she had blonde hair. She has naturally dark brown hair, and has never dyed blonde to my knowledge. I watched her for a while and then I saw her go over to some guy, I assumed it was her current husband. He was sitting down, when he stood up, he was very tall. He had very long hair going down his back. I watched the two of them walk away together.
Now, what's significant about this is. I know who her current husband is. He's not tall, he's shorter then me, or about her height, which would be about 5'6 or 5'7. He does wear his hair a little long in the back. I'll explain that, because no one else in the world could ever figure that one out. One of the things my ex loved about me, besides my big cock of course, is my luxurious long flowing, curly hair. She wasn't the only one, most women told me how they wished they had my hair! After we broke up, she still tried retain as many aspects of me that she could. If you're normal, you might be wondering, why she just didn't try to hang onto me, myself, instead of part of my essence? That would make sense, and that's why she wouldn't do that. Like I said, she had mental problems. You had to know her to understand how her irrational thinking made some sort of sense. I understand it, but trying to explain it to other people is always a challenge. Like I told everyone here once, she even used my sir name, and insisted that her students address her by that name, years into her second marriage. It made sense to her I guess? LOL!Anyway, after she remarried. The guy she is with now, was nothing like me. He works in an office and is a respectable person. He also wore his hair short. She made him grow it long in the back, I guess to remind her of me. He doesn't have curly or brown hair either. It's straight and blonde. But, I guess that's as close as she could get to me, with his hair. Unless she makes him wear a wig around the house or something. Hey, I don't put anything past that mental case!
Now, as for why I would even be concerned about an encounter with my ex, or running into her. I'm usually not, because it usually doesn't amount to anything. But, that's not always the case. The strangest and weirdest thing that's ever happened, in respect to running into her in real life was when this happened. I was working for a computer company after I graduated from college this last time around. We got a contract to install the new computers in my ex's school system. I wasn't initially concerned about it, because there are many buildings in her school system. The chances that I would run into her were small. But guess what? You guessed it! I eventually found myself standing right in the middle of her fucking classroom! Fortunately, she wasn't there at the time. We worked after school hours, so I never ran into her. Thank God! But I still found myself standing right in the room she teaches in every day, and she was only there less then an hour before I was. I couldn't believe the irony of this. I said, " God, why do you hate me, and make me stand in the Devil's lyre "?! Not only that, she's the schools art teacher. She did these major art project decorations all around the building. I recognized immediately, because she used to leave this crap all over the house when we were living together. I used to venture out of my man cave, or my studio room in the house where I practiced my guitar. I'd go into the kitchen to get a cookie and then I'd pass through the living room with my axe slung low on my hip munching a cookie. She'd say, "Hey, watch where you step, that's my art project for school "! I'd just peer at it for a moment, then retreat silently back into my cave. That may be one of the reasons we're divorced? LOL! Anyway, I hope I won't get pulled into anything as dramatic as having to be standing in her classroom or house, for God's sake! I don't know how that could possible happen? But then again, I never thought I'd find myself standing in her classroom either. Oh, I don't think she ever knew that it was me, who set up the computers in her fucking class room. Well, that's what's up. I'll let you know if the evil bitch pops up somewhere in real life soon? Let's hope not.
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Women and wheels
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Posted:Sep 24, 2012 7:13 pm
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I told you that Bitch is Crazy!
Okay this one is primarily about all the women in my life presently, and how they are driving me nuts! First though, I want to talk about my bike or bad motor scooter. When ever I'm out riding around on that thing lately, people or other guys mostly, keep coming up to me and telling me how much they like my bike! That's a nice compliment and everything, but my wheels aren't really that special. I mean, they're okay, but I know there are many more impressive motorcycles out there then mine. But anyway, I stopped at the supermarket on one of my sojourns while I was out cruising around, I needed milk and bread. As I'm mounting back on it, a guy comes up to me and tells me he has one just like mine. Then he proceeds to tell me something about my bike that I didn't know, but always wondered about? He asked me " do I know what the number in the title of my motorcycle meant "? I answered " that I didn't ". But I'd always wondered about it, because it was an obscure number. If it was something like seven hundred and fifty cc's, I'd understand it, but it's not. Then he tells me that they raced it against a Corvette and it beat it or won, on a quarter mile track! I believe that because I noticed this thing is really fast on the take off from a stand still. I'm always pulling way ahead of other drivers at stop lights. Some of them are actually trying to race me to the next light, but I always win! So, that was an interesting fact to learn about my bike, I guess. When I first saw it, I knew it was going to be mine. It was parked on someones front lawn, and wasn't even running at the time. I asked the owner " what will you take for it "? He gave me a price, and I bought it. Well, I gave him half the money and then paid him the rest at the end of the month. I thought it was a cool looking bike, and then when I fixed it and got it running again, I realized I made a good choice! For me, my vehicles are an extension of myself and my personality! My bike feels right to me. I've ridden other bikes, but this one feels more natural to me when I'm riding it. The same thing could be said for my car. I get all kinds of compliments on that too. It's a cool ride as well. It's sports car and has an air scoop on the hood and a spoiler on the back. The back end rides a little higher then the front and it has a sloped face and fat racing tires on it too
Anyway, about all the women in my life that are driving me batshit! First my neighbor. She comes over and taps on my door the other day, with her big tits showing prominently again! She's doing some renovations to her property, and because I live next door and it will be affecting my property, she wants me to go halfers on the expense! What, do all of you women think I'm made out of money?! Then she tells me something " about her ex husbands name is still on the mortgage, and then she says she wants me to sign something ". I'm assuming it's pertaining to the renovations she's having done. But just my luck, she's finagled a way to get me to pay off her mortgage too! "I know, I'll get the rich guy next store to pay off all my bills "! It wouldn't be the first time that's happened to me, I'll tell you what. Then Barb calls me up. She tells me her niece, the one we visited in the hospital while we were in Florida last spring, needs a bone marrow transplant. She wants to back down there again to be there for the operation and she wants me to take her. I wouldn't mind going down again for another really cool trip, but then I started arguing with her, about all the shit she was giving me during the last trip and about the fight we had in the middle of our stay, where she was almost going to leave me there and go home by herself. She says it was because I was trying to control her "drinking "! No, I wasn't trying to control her "drinking " I was trying to control her "spending "! There is a big fucking difference between the two! I countered her accusation with, " I let you run an open tab at the cabana bar the entire time we were there. How the fuck is that controlling your drinking "? She did something related to that topic, I just remembered recently. One night we were at the beach bar, at the hotel next to the one we were staying at. I didn't have a tab there. We were sitting at the table eating and drinking and enjoying the band. I asked her " to go up to the bar and get us a few drinks ". Our waitress wasn't around and the place was packed, I figured it would be a while until she made her rounds back to our table again? There was a pile of money, or more accurately, a pile of my money laying on the table. Barb grabs it all up and heads to the bar. She comes back with two drinks in her hands. I ask her, " where is my change "? She says, " oh, I gave the bartender a generous tip "! I just look at her stunned! I know there were a couple of twenties in that pile, and the fucking drinks didn't cost that much. I just looked at her dejected at the prospect of throwing that much cash away for nothing, and replied, "I'm sure you did "! But I'm the asshole and the control freak! I think not!
I saw Janis again recently. She's the folk/rock singer I was once madly in love with, at one time.  I went to see her at one of her gigs. I just went in and sat down at the bar. In between the sets at the break she came over to where I was sitting. I went over to her and started to give her a hug. I also intended to give her a kiss on the cheek. I guess she just reacted by reflex or something and for a brief moment, she turned her head and our lips touched! She realized quickly that I was only trying to kiss her cheek, and she turned her head again. I realized, in that instant, what had just happened. That was the first time, in all the time we've known each other, that our lips met and we kissed one another like that! It had this totally un-nerving affect on me! I'd forgotten how she affected me, and how she drove me to the brink of madness with lust for her at one time. I had put all of those feelings away, in a secure box, and it was like she just opened it up, all at once again. The thing about her is, she's not even that great looking, but she has this fucking personality and charisma that is just fucking unbelievable! For what ever reason, it effects me like kryptonite does to Superman! I lose all control of my senses and emotions when I get too close to her like that. Incidentally, she was in a band once, and they were actually called " Pandora's Box "! We talked for a while and I tried to re-attain my composure. We hadn't seen one another in about a year, so I told her about all the cool stuff I've been doing. All the stuff you know about that I've talked about here on my blog. When I told her about my vacation in Florida, I mentioned the car I drove while there, the Infinity G37. She perked up, and said, " sweet, that's a cool ride "! She's very adept at all those luxury items, women are so keen on, even if they can't afford themselves. When I told her " the trip cost me about ten grand "! She shook her head in disbelief, but, she knows me, so she realized that's par for the course for my expensive tastes! Later when she was playing again on stage with her band, she did that Beatles tune, "Got to get you into my life ". I was wondering if she was trying to send me a message. She's done that kind of thing before, when I used to go out to see her all the time, back in the day. I never can tell with her. She's extremely intelligent, and a master manipulator! She was acting coy with me, this time, which had the effect on me, of letting my guard down. I only remembered, after I left that evening, how shrewd and sharp she really is. She can take anyone apart with a few choice words and observations. I've been on the receiving end of a few of those daggers she throws out when she's angry. Believe me, you don't ever want to be in her line of fire when she does! Then later, I was arguing with her, about her lack of presence on the internet. I want her to do more videos, of her original material, and post it on you tube. She's refusing, because she thinks her songs aren't that good. That is not true, her songs are excellent and they deserve more exposure than she's ever given them. I know a good song from a bad one, and she writes some really good ones! I don't know if I'll make any progress with her on that. But, if she wants to get near me, to work on a project or something, that would be an ideal way to do it. I hope she realizes this fact too! We'll see I suppose.
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I got mad skillz, yo!
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How cool is that?!
Couple of things. My neighbors were going away to the shore for a week. I was out front mowing my lawn. The divorcee, has two beautiful daughters like six and two. And her fiance, or the guy she's shacked up with, has two daughters as well. They're around six or seven too. I can never resist an opportunity to tease little girls! Mainly because, their not that different from their adult counter parts, except they won't retaliate by throwing all my clothes and other shit out on the driveway, when they get mad at me! So, I started in on them. I asked them " where they were going "? The little angel, or my neighbors replies " they're going to the shore for the week ". I figured that, because they were loading up their cars with beach stuff. So, I said, " well, I want to go too, so one of you will have to ride in the trunk "! At this point, they all get quiet and stare at me, like they think I'm serious! I put my hand behind my back and ask them " pick a number between one and four ". Just then, my other neighbor comes out to get something out of her car. She lives one house over from this neighbor. She notices what I'm up to, and she rolls her eyes and gives me one of those, "are you teasing those again " looks women give you. So, then the little girls start protesting and saying all kinds of things to me except for the little angel. She just stares at me with a deadly look! Then she explodes, and says, "Hey, that trunk is nasty back there, if you want to go to the shore, you drive your own car "! I thought to myself, " Jeez, she's just like her Mother, I'll bet that's how she acted when she kicked, her last husband and this girls father, his ass to the curb "! Once again, it reminded me of why I'm still happy to be single and not married again. So, then a while later, I'm at my garage, strapping my mountain bike on the back of the dune buggy, to go out for a ride on the trails, like I do almost every day. Another little girl comes riding up to me on her bicycle. She asks me a few questions about what I'm doing. Then I ask her " what her name is "? She tells me and then I ask her" if she knows what my name is "? She thinks for a moment, then replies, " you're the guy who drives all the cool cars and motorcycles and bikes "! I'm a little taken back by that response, I guess I wasn't expecting to hear that from such a young . But, you know what they say out of the mouth of babes. And it turns out, I have even more fans, or acolytes that follow me and my exploits, I've come to realize lately. After I come back from a bike ride, I always take my bad motor scooter out for a spin. There are these young guys that sit out on the porch, on a couch they have there, drinking beer and hanging out like typical guys do. I go roaring past them every day when I'm heading out. One day, it was getting kind of late, and it would be dark soon. I usually don't wear a helmet when I ride. As I got to the corner where these guys hang out at. One of them says to me, " hey, where are your sunglasses "?! I wasn't wearing them because it was going to be getting dark soon, so I didn't think I needed them. I was surprised that they identified me so closely with with my shades look I've adopted lately, and were disappointed when I wasn't living up to their expectations for my cool look. I guess it's like Batman not wearing his cape or something like that? Here I am, just going about my own business, doing things I like to do, and now because I attract so many fans and followers, I guess because of my natural charisma and magnetism? I now have to live up to all of their expectations for my reputation. Thanks for all the extra pressure guys. Thank God they don't know about all the other stuff I do, that you're presently aware of? Then they'd really lay into me with everything they'd be expecting from me, and start treating me like a "Rock Star " or something? Oh, yeah, I forgot again, I am a Rock Star, so I guess that would make sense then, wouldn't it? Well, I still don't need the pressure. Next thing. I have an Ipad. I was reading about all the different apps you can download with it, and all the cool features it has. They have this one program called, " Garage Band ". It has sampling programs of different beats and rhythms you can use and modify to create your own original music. That stuff isn't new, I've been playing around with stuff like that on other equipment for years. But now, not only can you create it, you can download it on Itunes. So, you can actually create a hit and get paid for it! Things have certainly changed, from the days when you needed to get a recording contract before people could buy your music anywhere. You can also turn your Ipad into a guitar or keyboard and record or just play it that way too. I was thinking, " oh hell no, I'm not going to start using my Ipad for playing guitar " Then I reconsidered and thought, " Hmmmmmm? Maybe that's not such a bad idea after all? It certainly would be a novelty. I haven't seen anyone else upload a video using their Ipad instead of a real guitar, that might be a cool idea for a video? I better hurry up and upload something before one of you mofo's steals my great idea! Laterz!
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