My best friend told the police I beat her. They came to confiscate my guns. I loved her. I took care of her when she fell in the parking lot of the East street coffee shop and broke her wrist. I told them I had a BB gun. They left papers which she wrote and signed that I threw her down the stairs. She left in the Chevy Cruize I had co-signed a loan on. It took three months , lots of money and a Good Lawyer to rectify the situation. I loved her.
faith
The liar
StandardMy mother was was going to die in the hospital. My brothers were there when she pointed at me and said in a scary voice, you are a liar. She said it three times. It creeped me out. I said I hadn’t lied and I was not a liar. Then she sat up, threw up, and said I was a big fat liar. I left the room, she was very worn down and out of her mind. I never watched a horror movie called The Exorcist again. It had been one of my favorites.
Depression go away
StandardNo Depression go away
I need to see the light of day
Sadness can have a grip on me
My own thoughts can set me free
Time is short I can’t waste it
Live my life as I see fit
I won’t let things get me down
Stop my bad thoughts from hanging around
No depression go away
I need to see the light of day
Life Goes On, Thank God
StandardEvery Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I go into a room with 32 recliners. The people in these chairs are missing feet and legs, and some are missing their minds. Some are old and near death. You sit, a technician sticks inch long needles in a surgery enhanced vein in your arm. A machine runs all the blood in your body seven times through a man-made kidney. After four hours you can go home, dizzy, drained, and thinking fuzzy until the next morning. You have to accept this. Some people give up and stop treatments. They will die within weeks. I thought life would be unbearable. I am actually happier now than before dialysis. I enjoy the small things in life more. Sunshine, my dogs’ wagging tails, my girlfriend’s laughter, a couple strong drinks, good music…the list goes on. Life goes on, thank God.
The Most Wonderful Time
StandardWe sat sleepy-eyed and waited in the glow of the tree. Mom came down the steps and quickly pointed out which gifts were for each of us. Dad would come down in his pajamas and a robe. We only saw him like this once a year.
The unwrapping of gifts lasted about twenty minutes. You would hear somebody cry out “Oh, just what I wanted!” Some toys would be broken within an hour, others would last for years. A breakfast including sticky buns, eggs, bacon and hotcakes. A roast of prime rib for dinner with mashed potatoes and rich brown gravy. These traditions were kept year after year, making for some unforgettable memories.
I have sinned
StandardBless me Father for I have sinned. I was looking at girls, and having bad thoughts. I hit Sister Marie in the for head with an eraser. I wrote the answers to the math test on my fingers. I had more sins but decided not to tell them. He said that God would forgive my sins but did not allow cheaters in Heaven. He said to say thirty Our Fathers, and thirty Hail Marys, then go in peace. I quickly lost count, ran out of the church all the way to the cafeteria.
Thanks for the likes
StandardTwenty months ago my niece told me to send her some jokes. Jasmine was going to make me famous on the internet. That started my blog which is approaching 5000 views. This for me has been quite an accomplishment, for a man who at an early age decided to coast through life, a pretty good cook, a stoner, and a wannabe lover. My small blog means a lot to me, it has helped me greatly, and I say thank you for the likes.
What to do
StandardSpring is here. The birds and the bees again. I think about making whoopie more in the spring. It is only natural. This year I am going to share my love with somebody. It is time for me to act like a man, get a good job, get a woman, and get a life. My dog’s love is not enough. I need a women in bed with me, and the dog. I am tired of making up my own mind, I need a woman to tell me what to do.
clown
StandardEven when the chips are down, I can still manage to play the clown.
A close person that I loved dies, Nobody but my dog hears my cries.
I’m taking it one day at a time, her memory steals my thoughts, like a crime.
I just don’t feel like having fun. Tomorrow is a new day, here comes the sun.
I don’t change easily
StandardI have a lot of trouble changing. I like things the way they are. For me, a person who heard what teachers , family, doctors, police, and friends had to say, but I always did my own thing. Now, suddenly fifty six , growing stronger, with more piece of mind, still wanting sexual activity, more curious about things, and a dog lover. I should have been dead years ago like too many of my peers. I’m still in the game, and my future is looking bright.