|I'm So Boring, That's The Rumor|
In a former incarnation of "The Rat Squeaks", I started color-coding the background of each post and I even included an instructive chart at the top of the sidebar. I still do the color-coding, but with less furor and without the Legend in the sidebar. Nobody ever remarked on either the inclusion of the exclusion of that arrangement, so I don't worry about making it perfectly clear! I could look up old copies of my blog that I've kept on my computer, but I won't. Why resurrect the dead? On the other hand, I continue to use the color-coding as if it were a favorite joke. No Legend will be unearthed, though. I don't think anyone in the general public is much impressed with it, anyway. I must be, though, since I keep assigning meaningful colors or "texture" backgrounds to all the posts! Whether it is coded for Fiction, Nostalgia, Politics, or what, I used to think someone might use it as a visual code to what kind of posts they were skimming past, but now I'm unsure of that.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
We get as goofy and swaggering as anyone else when we screw, except that part about chewing the electrical wiring in your house and causing a fire. Besides, we do that anyway. We have to keep gnawing at things or our teeth may grow through the top of our skulls! You wouldn't like that--that's a bloody fucking mess! And if I'm messed up, the first thing I do is to go shit in somebody's stupid breakfast cereal!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
|Wake Up With Wolves|
Or is it "wake up with fleas?" That would make sense, but so does the other. I don't know, but lately it seems as if somebody must have closed me down! Or is it just my true value being noted? Could be. But, wait, maybe it's the fact that I haven't commented much on other people's blogs lately! I haven't primed the pump! Could it be so simple? Yes, it could, though I may have also alienated people of all creeds and colors, since that's pretty easy to do. Many people find it easy to get insulted, and many, of course, find it easy to be insulted by me--I am very insulting, sometimes even unconsciously so! At any rate, I need to prime the pump to trick more people into being interested in me. I never understood why they were, and now don't understand why they don't, which just goes to show that I hardly understand anything. Probably just can't remember who I insulted. It's hard, though, when you don't think of anything but yourself. So throw me to the wolves!
Friday, March 21, 2008
I like my hat more than my hair these days. I guess that’s mostly a sign of age, though it could be just a new style of being. Might as well “be”, though, since my hat hides my hair and I wear one hat or another nearly all the time, indoors or outdoors. It’s fucking weird, as we used to say—or was that just me? I never learned to stop cussing, though all my other vices have deserted me. I am so "clean" that it's disgusting, if you can overlook the vile and violent language. I suppose some of you may prefer whiskey, beer, and tobacco, but I always resented the money that had to spent on that. But, for that matter these days, I resent the money for movies, books, and eating at restaurants, so I watch free TV, use the local library, and make lame excuses everywhere I go.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
I've dwindled down to where a day or night's occupation might be just buying a new plastic container to put all my medicines in. The dope (legal, you know?) was previously stored in a couple of ugly but practical shoe boxes. Every once in a while, I get disgusted with how ugly something is in my environment. Since I'm not strong and balanced enough to move my furniture around like I used to do (on the spur of the moment!), I have to diddle with smaller things. Oh, yeah--I diddle with that, too, but it's not only small, there's only one, and you can only occupy so much time with it. One of my OLD friends that I met 38 years ago is about to get married for the first time and it is a good thing, I'm sure, but there goes another of the lifelong bachelors. I hope it is a great joy and comfort to him, though!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
|This Is Not A Poem!|
My brain is toast lately, and my nerves worse. I've started working on a long poem (200 lines or ao) for the first time in a long while. It constantly wants to get longer and I want it to shut up and stay reasonable. I may have to call up the mericless pest control operator (aka Exterminator) aspect of my soul! But it is not much to talk about, even when I get it finished--it will be too long to spark much interest here, and almost the same if I place it in my poetry blog. I have now worked on the poem so long (so many versions, I mean, this past two months) that I'm puking-sick of it and I don't yet think it's finished. Maybe close to finished, but that's all. I'm hanging up on it for now. If I don't finish it before I die, they can bury it with me. Poetry always loves dead things; often enough, it tries to jump in bed with death. So when I say "Fuck it", things must be pretty bad or about to be
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
|Oh, What Fun!|
34 spam messages came in today in the time that zero real messages came to me. Shit. Anyway, I still refuse to read or glance at those spam excretions. I wonder if somewhere in the world there are really people who think I long to get emails, mostly commercial, from people I don't even know? I don't take phone calls of that sort, either--I just hang up! The world is full of lowlife bastards who should have been killed when they were babies. But it's so hard to choose which babies to kill--that's why God made them so cute, I guess. Too bad.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
I don't care if you are bored by my bullshit, this is some of the kind of music that I ADORE, if only because it's so HIP. I'm more hip than you, there was never any doubt about that. But, if you bother to become acquainted with the oddly jazzy Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks, you too will soon be among the Elite of the Earth! Of course, the pay is very low, but if you want more than a pat on the back, you are evidently not as Cool as you thought!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
|Always Lucid, Never Clear|
Mushy encouraged me to publish the following and I'll use any excuse to scrimp (make less effort) on my bloggerly endeavors.
Friday, March 07, 2008
|Never Can Tell|
Goddamn it, pay attention, please! Well, there went the Christians. At least, I didn't insult all those other stupid people. Oop, I guess I just did. Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, hey?
Thursday, March 06, 2008
|He's A Wonder!|
I always forget how much I like Stevie Wonder when I've been away from him for a while. Jeeze, what a marvel! Below is Stevie on Sesame Street, then with Ray Charles. Two blind guys? I should think NOT!!!
Saturday, March 01, 2008
This is to mention the recently revived Sandidge Sculpture Studio. The Internet site, I mean! It was shut down for a while, but hopefully will stay now. I'm going to work some to get the site into the hands of the artist, Bill Sandidge, so that he can do his own changes, if any. Until he starts, I will continue to maintain it. If you perused it the last time it was "on the air", most of its changes have been cosmetic, but later I expect it will broaden. Until then, don't get drunk and break anything unless you want to buy it!
Pope Leo The Great
Leo served from 440 to 461. Fortunately, Bill had an old black and white photo to work with! For a larger image, go to Sandidge Sculpture Studio.