Man, under-destruction?

 I have the utmost respect for Wile E. Coyote. Sure, he's a bumbling, accident prone, over-ambitious, theoretically-careless mammal, but you gotta admit, he's got spunk. Although, after having seen my umpteenth roadrunner cartoon, "rooting for the underdog" suddenly loses its appeal. But, even this poor, pathetic fool has bits to teach. No, not that explosives are dangerous, nor that he shouldn't keep buying them from the same manufactures, considering that their products "redefine" the term "faulty and dangerous". No, he teaches that despite the risk, one must always be willing to take chances, through which their persistence can and shall be rewarded. It was an epiphany I had. Epiphanies are interesting. Not just the fact that you have them, but that you can have them anywhere. I had mine very recently, while dangling by my ankles, like a fish on a hook, 275 feet above a raging river ( no, I don't owe anybody money nor was this a cruel an...

 I'll never understand why the place that I currently call "home" has such a dislike for contemporary RnB, though they find some solace in country. Granted, I wouldn't mind some Charlie Pride (thankyou dad for that), it is essentially the same thing. No, I'm not comparing the use of a rural fiddle with a jazz guitar, nor would I place in the same class a harmonica and a string of violins, but the comparision still remains. They are two genres that speak of love, yearning, but most of all, heartbreak.  I had an eventful evening. A friend of mine, who I would classify as a local, recently found himself at my door step after another one of of his "disagreements" with his significant other. So naturally, I invited him in, partly for the sake of company, but mostly because I feared for what he might do in the event that he was left to his own devices. At first, we found ourselves talking, where he tentatively opened up to me about the inner dynamics of his ...

Warning: the opening paragraphs of the following note contains rather graphic elements of an overt sexual theme, which in all fairness, is being used as a ramp for an entirely different topic all together. Therefore, I urge anyone who is "sensitive" to stop reading and get out of here right now..............are you still here.......*sigh, fine, but don't say I didn't warn ya...... Among his "many accolades", Adolf Hitler was also a monumentally perverted sexual deviant. Now, I make this claim based soley, and rather regretablly, on an article that I had once read in FHM magazine, many many moons ago. I should point out that this article had also listed quite a few other "names" from history, such as Catherine the Great (who, according to popular yet unsubstantiated myth, was crushed by a horse she had order to be lowered on top of her), Caligula ( who supposedly forced a primitive gender reassignment procedure on a slave whom he was "involve...

 After over a year of living in my current town, I've come to one conclussion.....hell's real. Granted, this spot is not as bad as some of the other places I've been, but it's in a league of its own sometimes. And yet, there have been certain saving graces for it. One of them being Shay. If I were to attempt to describe her, she'd be "the guy's girl". The female with plenty of insight into the male psyche, but enough femininity to still be sought after for a "midnight tryst", though I'm sure she would refer to it as a "wham-bam-thankyou-ma'am". Plus, she embraces my use of obscinities......which is just precious to me, for reasons that I'll take to my grave.   I've always found a certain charm in the use of profanity. Sure, its hardly a medium of spoken word befitting certain "demographic regions of society", but I refuse to believe it doesn't have a place. Now, when I say profanity, I don't mean ...

 If stand up comedy could be compared to sports, then I guess you could say my interests are all over the place. I say this because I am not drawn to a specific genre of comedy. I love African American & African comedians. I love white comedians. I love foreign comedians. I love female comedians. Seriously, if you can make me laugh, you're aces in my book. One particular favorite, that I learned to appreciate from my sis is Bill Engvall. Sure, it might be his sarcastic, almost condescending manner he has when speaking of "dumb people", especially when he mocks them of their "stupidity", quickly following that up with "here's your sign" (his classic catch phrase) or the fact that he talks about his family who seem nice enough, but from his description almost makes mine seem normal. But, for me, its been his admission of smoking. As he's said time and again, "quitting smoking will kill me long before smoking ever does". I can't ...

Funny thing about life.....its never quite as smooth a ride as we would hope for. I suppose one might say adversity builds character. For some, their adversity should stimulate great personal growth.....a pity it doesn't always work out that way.....but I'm getting ahead of myself....... I've always been a movie buff. I might have said it before. I'll probably say it again. Maybe its because I've always liked the idea of how every person's life is their own personal movie & they are the leading man/woman, or should be anyways. If anything, I suppose mine would be viewed as a Woody Allen-esque comedy (Laugh Out Loud.....despite their convience, I hate internet jargon). I've also always liked the concept of writing fantasy that's based on reality, in a sense. After all, what is fantasy, if not a simple acceleration towards a place outside the realm of reality that might not always be entirely plausible, but still interesting to ponder. But I'm c...

I shared a quote with a friend the other day. "Great men have great flaws". When thinking about its true meaning, I had assumed that it referred to how a person's greatness might magnify the size of his/her blunder or mistake, simply because they are held to a higher standard. But perhaps, it can be taken in a more literal context. Perhaps, men of greatness are destined to have "greater-than-average" flaws. Remembering this reminded me of something I had written upon the death of Michael Jackson. Love him or hate him, I simply beg your indulgence.......   I've said it before & I'll say it again, I'm a movie buff. Every situation I've been in, I've always compared it to a movie scene. One of my favorites was a scene from "King Ralph", starring John Goodman. It was the story of a an american man who is crowned King of England (due to him being a distant relation), after a freak accident wiped out the entire royal family (which co...