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January 2017

O.k., so what now?

I’m not going to say whether or not I voted for the man, where I come from (as my Pop says, “Back in my day Young Buck…”) we keep close to the vest, and while you-all are tipping over your cards and spilling your drinks, I’ll just keep shuffling my feet under the table and making my face as stone as I KNOW HOW TO DO.  We will see what happens. Meanwhile, I need a woman like this by my side.  She know’s it, too.

 

 

Now I’m thinking of my Pop.  He used to say short one-liners.  I say them (mumble) now.  We repeat my parents in different methods. Pop was an old cowboy, not officially, in the way he dressed and handled situations/events.  I remember his old-fashioned invoice book.  Pop wrote down numbers and receipts with a stubby little pencil from his business with the cars.  I used to read his mail to him, the long letters, and with the forms.  I am not ashamed to say that he wasn’t college or even high school educated, but he could make a business work.  That happened. And he didn’t need the other stuff. He was smart in old-school way and was nice enough to give the shirt off his back, but if you mad him angry he would also give chase down the street and whip you with it.

I saw him give his shirt to a homeless man once, and a sandwich.  I also saw him speed up in a crosswalk to hit someone.  He was serious.  In the backseat, terrified and inside me, thrilled that my dad was a crazy motherf*ck#r, I learned not to be afraid of life.  He said if you are afraid, that’s fine, he would help.  “I’ll help you fix that.”

 

“Just put the quarters in the can, you’ll see.”

 

“Coffee makes you short.”

 

“Don’t just stand there like a hatrack.”

 

“Where’s Sally at?”

 

“If you don’t stand up for something, you’ll fall down for anything.”

 

“Boy, I had thoughts that lived longer than you.”

 

“Unless you’re sleeping with ’em, always say good morning.”

 

“Good idea… baaaaaad judgement.”

 

 

 

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A view from inside the Bottle

I tried writing some political poetry on here before, and it was pretty good for a guy that dabbled back in high school and college.  I think I should clear up (without a poem) my thoughts on OUR new president Donald J, Trump.

YES, we all know he has made a couple of mistakes.  In my opinion, the Twitter posts are unprofessional and if my boss ever even said the words, “Yeah man, I tweeted that the other day…” all of the crew would keel over and pass out in their brains.  We wouldn’t show it, but we would be shocked at it and try not to talk about it later.  He needs to hold professional press conferences like he did this week, and then the liberals would stop their whining and carrying-on at least about that part of it.

So, what I’m saying her is, that while I DO NOT support anarchy or actions like flag-burning, I DO support having free speech, and a MEDIA that can do that.

I SUPPORT the president of the United States, but my support of him does not mean that I support actions like getting too close to the Russians.  This I cannot sign up with.

I’m going to wait for all the facts, I WILL NOT be a blind sheep supporter, just because I did not like Hillary or the other choices.

What I’m saying is that I can believe in DJT and still be angry about the Russian bullshit, you can call bullshit when you see it.

 

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I’m glad some other people and thinkers in WordPress sparked my interest and caused me to think harder about these current state affairs. AS WELL I hope the next woman I meet and date will not go on and on and on about HER politics when we go out for dinner.  This actually happened to me.  She would not quit and was LOUD and rude and even threatened me to a point when I said I did not agree with her about a committee selection.  Next time, I am going to choose someone who is ACCEPTING and LOVING of all views, and not only the ones that she agrees with.  That is judgmental and hypocrisy. I am a nice guy. You don’t have to agree with me, but I won’t be yelled at.

 

 

 

Next time I bring my Maracas

You can’t fake this kind of chemistry.  I swear to God I just learned about this woman tonight when my uncle Stan told me to look it up.  He talked about a car commercial, too, so I Googled her name on YouTube and this jewel fell out of the internet.

It is funny how things can be unplanned, but then match up with some other events.  I saw a woman on the street who looked almost just like her, a few days ago.  She wasn’t smiling or dancing, but she was close to the same.

 

Getting in Bed

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But we DO have a female president!

Look at her! 

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Just look at her!

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…Don’t fuck with her!

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