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Thoughts on life and society can be pointless, but that's what books are for. I've never enjoyed reading. It's always been difficult for me to read. Sometimes, I imagine little demons pulling at my eye lids. The Devil is in the details. I like people, who can act. They're fun to watch. I guess I wish I could be an actor, but I just don't have that charm and I stutter. My life is meaningless. I just lope from one place to another. I think that's my strength. Most people need a career and family. .. Family is a nice idea, but I've never had a nice family. Is this becoming annoying? ... Let's start with Vertago! He's cool and a stud. He also is popping up a lot in my movie watching. The mind can make association: like is the guy on the radio talking to me? Or why am I seeing so many eye balls in my movie watching? Jeeeze! I just saw CASE 39. A really scary movie with an eye ball scene that's very icky. This guy has a hornet come up out of his eye's lid.. tear duck. Any who, it's scary. Well, when I was Veratgo on Private Games.com my picture was of my left eye. It was trippy. Just a note to the CASE 39 writers: Lilith is not evil. I'm talking about Adam's first wife, expelled from Eden, because she "Would not be his beast of burden." Lilith is the first feminist in Bible Lore, she is immortal. So you can't drown her. Nope, only God can stop her. Okay, this Vertago guy is still effecting me. Strangers will look at me and cover their right eye, cars will shut one headlight off. That's dangerous! I had an elderly woman pinch my butt an call me "Vertago." in the mall. There was a Vertago concert. There is a Vertago song by U2. I started writing about Vertago in the 90's on an Australian web site Private Games.com. That's when I was working at Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart was awful. I had an over night manager slap me in the face. I just wish people would stop dropping pennies around me. I mentioned that Abraham Lincoln is looking to the right, while all the other presidents are facing to the left, because he was assassinated. Now, I get penny's dropped around me. I wish I had mentioned the dollar bill and the star of David over the eagel's head. It has twelve stars in it for the twelve Apostles. Feel free to throw dollars at me. Reflections: I wasn't completely honest about what I said about the penny. I was quoting the old Civil war lore Lincoln was facing right because he freed the slaves and turned his back on the brotherhood. That's what I wrote on Private Games.com. I'm not in favor of slavery. |
| I've been living with a Leprechaun for 2 years. He's very grumpy. Every morning he wakes up cursing and threatening to kill everyone. His general outlook is < Anybody pisses me off : they're dead.> He likes to brag about his short career in the Marines and what a killer he is. He blew out his knee in boot camp. Almost everyday he will warn someone that he was a Marine and he can kick their ass. But, he has arthritis in his fingers and his his shoulders. He also complains about severe painful acne. Okay, he is very loyal and buys me dinner, but is reluctant to pay for gas. This is what I think about at 3am when driving my Leprechaun to work, "Will he ever shut up?" "I've worked 6yrs for this shit job and they wont promote me. Fuckem!" he likes to remark... And why wont they promote him? Well, he has a lousy attitude . He likes to call his boss "Shit head!" That's not a team player. I'm reminded of my dad's advice, "If you don't like it leave." Dad had a ton of gems like that, "No one cares about you. Just get lost." These mottos happened around my college graduation to K-Mart manager. Dad had hoped I be a teacher and paid for my college education. He was not pleased that I remained at home, while climbing the K-Mart ladder. But, then mom got sick and I became a, "a useful oaf." My sister called me a, "Lazy bum." So, I'm use to dealing with grumpy people. I just watched CRUMB it's so similar to my life, except, Ronald Crumb is a successful cartoonist. I buy lottery tickets.. Any who, the Leprechaun got hit in the back of the head with a brick and the brick split. He told me he had a metal plate in his head. I urged him to get an x-ray, but he hates hospitals. So, he probably has a concussion. His brother threw the brick. Most murders are family related. The Leprechaun is a chalk outline waiting to happen. Oh, well... <^> |
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