People are crazy....
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Posted:Jul 2, 2015 10:22 pm
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2024 6:48 pm
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Are people in general getting ruder and crazier these days, or am I just getting too damn old to understand them?
At dinner tonight, one person at our table said they didn't want another soda refill. So I guess that meant to the server, no-one else wanted anything for the next hour either, cause we never saw her again. At work last week, two of us got on the elevator and pushed our floor. One guy who apparently was on a floor above us, got pissy, pushed through us and said "Let me out, I'll take the stairs" So apparently taking the stairs was quicker to walk up six flights than make one extra stop on the way. As he exited, we got the death stare straighter outta MJ's Thriller.
The other day, I was driving around this illustrious city of ours, I was waiting at a stop light to turn red. This guy on a bike, wearing his yellow spandex bike pants, 2 sizes too small helmet pedaled in front of me going the same way I was going. I was think, dammit, now I am gonna be stuck behind this morn fora mile and a half until my next turn off.
Sure enough, I made my turn, and at the next light, I caught up with him. There he was, in all his glory, with his butt showing way too much on that bike seat which was way too small stopped right in the damn middle of the lane at the light. The light turned green, and away we went, 5 mph down the middle of a 4 lane road where the speed limit is 45 mph. Did he bother moving over to the shoulder to let me pass? No. Traffic was speeding by us in the left lane while me and a line of cars behind me waiting for this punk ass dill hole held up traffic for two miles. I tailgated this guys ass for a mile until i turned. As I look to my right, wright next to the road is a perfectly good BIKE TRAIL this Lance Armstrong doping wannabe could have been using. But he apparently thinks he is practicing for the Tour de Albuquerque and we were his long line of support vehicles, water cups, tv cameras, and pill dispensers following his every move.I turned off and went on my way.
Later on in my very same drive, i watched another douche bag guy on his red Pee Wee Herman wanna be bike go right though the red light without stopping and make a left turn without even a thought. What makes these sum bitches better than everyone else? They think they can ride on the damn roads and not be courteous and FOLLOW THE DAMN RULES OF THE ROAD. Last I checked, I pay license fees to drive my car on the roads, while you and your girlfriend on your two-seater pulling your 3 and pet Shih Tzu named Strudel (who I am sure is dressed up in some outrageous, ill-fitting tutu that makes the themselves want to run out in front of the next dump truck that passes by and end it all) behind you don't. But yet because you have a Honda Civic back in your driveway with a baby on board sign and a stick family decal in your windshield with you all in stars wars costumes, you think you can bicycle around the highways like no-one else is around.
Do us renegade car drivers a favor, if your gonna bike, follow the damn road rules. Pull to the side and let cars pass. As fast as you think you are going, there are people who need to get by because they are late for work, school, a birthday dinner, a booty call, or their glory hole appointment. And don't flip me the bird because I am following you too close. If you were to use the trail or pull to the side, we could both go about our day in peace.
I don't understand how rude people can be or just be oblivious to everyone or anything around them. I got home, had myself and ice cold beer and listened to some music. Just wished I met the old man in this song instead of the jack wipes i did encounter this week:
People Are Crazy by Billy Currington
This old man and me
were at the bar and we
Were having us some beers
and swapping I-don't-cares
Talking politics,
blonde and red-head chicks
Old dogs and new tricks
and habits we ain't kicked
We talked about God's grace
and all the hell we raised
Then I heard the ol' man say,
"God is great, beer is good and people are crazy."
He said, "I fought two wars,
Been married and divorced."
What brings you to Ohio?
He said, "Damned if I know."
We talked an hour or two
About every girl we knew
What all we put 'em through
Like two old boys'll do
We pondered life and death
He lit a cigarette
He said, "These damn things'll kill me yet.
But God is great, beer is good and people are crazy."
Last call, it's 2 AM,
I said goodbye to him
I never talked to him again
Then one sunny day,
I saw the old man's face
Front page obituary,
he was a millionaire
he left his fortune to
some guy he barely knew,
his were mad as hell
But me, I'm doing well
And I dropped by today
to just say thanks and pray,
and I left a six-pack right there on his grave
and I said,
"God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy."
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.
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Over When It's Over...
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Posted:Jun 24, 2015 9:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2015 10:31 pm
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What do I write about tonight? Do I write about my day at work, how monotonous it is, day in, day out? Do I write about the people I fight with everyday because they think their shit don't stink, yet when they walk in the room, the room stinks up like Ron Jeremy at a fuck my ass only convention? Do I write about the fact after a long stressful day at work, I want to go have a drink with friends, yet that makes you a drunk? Or the fact that we now have 21 republican candidates for President and only 6 candidates for the Democrats. Guess we know who is more united unfortunately. Hell no I do not want to write about that BS.
When I am having a bad day I love to listen to music. I love music that tells a story. i grew up listening to good old Rock N Roll. In my 20's and early 30's I became a huge fan of grunge music and alternative, stuff like Pearl Jam, Bush, Stereophonics, Stone Temple Pilots, The Killers, Foo Fighters, Barenaked Ladies, Blind Melon, Blur, Garbage, Green Day, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Ween, and Weezer. But when the hell was the last time any of these bands put out anything good. OK, THe Adventures Of Rain Dance Maggie by the Chili Peppers a couple years ago was really good, but I digress. Rock and Alternative music just isn't the same any more. The last few years I was searching for something different. One night in 2011 I happened to catch the CMA awards flipping through channels and I saw Eric Church perform "Drink In My Hand". I was like, what the hell is this? A country song that is actually good, has a groove, and a little kick ass to it? That just can't be. Now there was always the occasional country song I liked like Friends In Low Places, Fishing In The Dark, or To Write A Country Song (You've Got To Be An Alcoholic) [That last one is Dan Hart, if you don't know it, google it]. But Eric Church seemed like the piece of music that was missing the last few years that I was craving.
Eric Church turned me on to newer country and I have since become huge fans of artists like Zac Brown Band, Blake Shelton, Florida Georgia Line, Dierks Bentley, Brantley Gilbert, and Old Dominion.
But this leads me to my point for my blog today. When i've had shit days like I did today and the world is wanting to cut my throat, fuck my ass, and suck my dick, and not even buying me a pizza first, I crank up some Eric Church. One of my favorites is Cold One. I also love Drink In My Hand, Guys Like Me, Talladega, Homeboy, Give Me Back My Hometown, Jack Daniels, Creepin', Hell On My Heart, Like A Wrecking Ball, and The Outsiders. But my all time favorite Eric Church song is a song made popular on Satellite Radio, Sirius XM The Highway. Never released as an official single, yet it hit # 1 on the The Highway Top 30 countdown in June 2013. It's called "Over When It's Over". I hope you know this song. If not, please google it or find it on you tube. It's one of my favorites, and it gets me through the day. Here are the Lyrics: Music kicks ass. Find your favorite song like I did. It helps get you through everyday BS called LIFE! Cheers!
"Over When It's Over" by Eric Church
It's over when it's over
Ain't it, baby, ain't it?
Rips ya like a dagger,
Can't it baby, Can't it
Wish we could do it over
Damn it, baby, Damn it
We had it in the air, we just couldn't land it
It's the first snap of the last straw,
Where regrets outlast the alcohol
It's a cold sweat, in an empty bed,
And dreams are like a knife,
When you're hanging by a thread
Ain't no "Maybe we can make it if we just play the right cards"
Now it's over when it's over
Ain't it, baby, ain't it?
Rips ya like a dagger,
Can't it baby, Can't it
Wish we could do it over
Damn it, baby, Damn it
We had it in the air, but just couldn't land it
It's a white flag,
It's a stop sign,
It's the last long drag, on a Marlboro light
It's a long night, beating up the past
Know when the first lie, is gonna hit you back
This ain't no gone for good drill,
Or no goodbye false alarm, it's over
Yeah it's over,
Yeah it's over.
There ain't no better way,
We could make it work
It's a blank page,
When you're outta words
Yeah it's a flat line,
It's a heart attack
Yeah it's too far gone, to be shocked back
It's a one way, with nowhere to turn
It's a no brakes, baby, crash and burn
Ain't no map gonna ever bring us back
From where we are
It's just over when it's over
Ain't it baby, Ain't it
Rip ya like a dagger,
Can't it baby, Can't it
Wish we could do it over
Damn it, baby, Damn it
We had it in the air, and just couldn't land it
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I am not a writer, but.....
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Posted:Jun 23, 2015 10:55 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2015 10:32 pm
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I am going to do this blog anyway. So why do people blog or write random stuff down? Is it because they have no other way of expressing themselves? Perhaps they are lonely and this is their way of communicating to others. Or is it a way of getting out emotions of frustration, anger, humiliation, joy, lust, sadness, excitement, or craziness. I see all of these emotions on a daily basis on this site. Sometimes for good, other times not so good. Do we write in hopes some total stranger will see our random thoughts and emotions and we hope to get a "hooray" or "Kiss my ass" response, just so we can feel like we touched someone's life today. Does this make us feel important? Maybe to some people feeling important is release of tension, like the orgasm you have waited your whole life to get, only to be let down again and again. So the need just keeps building up until you utterly want to explode. I am not sure anyone will read my blog in my tiny little corner of cyberspace. But if you are reading this, know that writing this didn't change my life. I still have to go to work tomorrow. I still gotta pay by bills, watch Seinfeld, and wack off on occasion. But it actually does feel good to write these thoughts down. I am not a writer. .... but just maybe someone will think I am.
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