This may surprise some of you who think I never have anything negative to say about the current administration.
Seems to me they are either generating fear or using our fear against us to push through legislation they want. I agreed with them when they did it before, but not this time. Not yet, anyways. We do not want to become socialist.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Have You Seen Me Lately???
No. I'm not talking about the infamous Sam Kinison album, although I can recite it word for word almost 18 years later.
What? What? There's 5,000 of you and you didn't bring any fucking food. I guess you expect me to get it huh? That's no problem, I'll just create food out of the fucking air. Thanks!
Well, you said you were the son of God.
I don't think you you're getting the fucking point here you fucking idiots! I didn't come here to be Jesus the miracle caterer.
But I digress.
I think I've lost myself. I think it happened somewhere between joining the Army and now. Or it could have been between graduating high school and now. It could have been on the trip to the grocery store. Who the hell knows. I'm lost.
So how is it I've lost myself. Beats the crap outta me. I've already displayed my inability to even identify when I lost myself.
I'm always looking for me.
Am I behind that degree?
Nope.
A new job!! One in Pennsylvania!! Certainly, I will be there!
Not here.
How about behind that new haircut?
Nope.
The dog. If I get a dog, I will certainly come out of hiding.
No.
How about the kindle?
No.
How about a new tattoo? Would that do it?
Doubt it.
New clothes? An updated wardrobe will certainly help me find me.
Nope.
An iphone. I have to be hiding somewhere in the touch pad.
No way.
If anybody sees me, will they let me know?
What? What? There's 5,000 of you and you didn't bring any fucking food. I guess you expect me to get it huh? That's no problem, I'll just create food out of the fucking air. Thanks!
Well, you said you were the son of God.
I don't think you you're getting the fucking point here you fucking idiots! I didn't come here to be Jesus the miracle caterer.
But I digress.
I think I've lost myself. I think it happened somewhere between joining the Army and now. Or it could have been between graduating high school and now. It could have been on the trip to the grocery store. Who the hell knows. I'm lost.
So how is it I've lost myself. Beats the crap outta me. I've already displayed my inability to even identify when I lost myself.
I'm always looking for me.
Am I behind that degree?
Nope.
A new job!! One in Pennsylvania!! Certainly, I will be there!
Not here.
How about behind that new haircut?
Nope.
The dog. If I get a dog, I will certainly come out of hiding.
No.
How about the kindle?
No.
How about a new tattoo? Would that do it?
Doubt it.
New clothes? An updated wardrobe will certainly help me find me.
Nope.
An iphone. I have to be hiding somewhere in the touch pad.
No way.
If anybody sees me, will they let me know?
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