I’ve been roamin’ around always lookin’ down at all I see
Category Archives: luck
Starbucks Spell Fail!!
“I don’t know what it is, but something doesn’t smell right” – concerned Sobeys customer
… “Yeah, it was the salad” – unconcerned Sobeys employee. It’s never been on my list of go to stores. Allow me to politely and delicately explain. I find the clientele to consist of people I normally don’t see shopping in other grocery stores … a store where patrons proudly sport socks ‘n sandals like it’s nobody’s business. Can’t even tell you the number of times I’ve seen women with big-ass hair rollers pushing their buggies (I know who you are – have you no shame, lol?), parading about as they would if they were home alone, out of view of scrutinizing eyes. Newsflash Nellie: ya ain’t, lol! But this stench of spoiled food, Sobeys salad gone bad saga (and I ain’t exaggerating – that shit REEKED) wafting through-out store was the final straw … but not before I plugged my nose, quickly grabbed groceries I came to get, paid and vamoosed … THEN, it was the last straw!! 😛
a wheelbarrow challenged gardener is what I am
… and ’cause of this, I’ve got a broken back (ok, so NOT broken … but danisembellishmentpermitted VERY VERY SORE!! … goes nicely with my green thumb, don’t ya think?), at least a hundred 10 gallon buckets worth filled with dirt and then carried 20 metres to my mound broken back is what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Pity me, please! 😥
Long Way To Neverland
… and he’s armed to the fucking teeth … just beat him to the fucking punch
anyone know a good arborist?
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
I’m becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
pretty shetty
… is all I can say, the way it was handled. Leave with a whimper if ya want, but after 37 years … SOMEONE lemme know!!!!
Special Chimay!!
Chimay Spéciale Cent Cinquante … it’s a limited edition Chimay, commemorating their 150th anniversary …. and it’s VERY hard to come by … my LCBO app has been working overtime checking for availability/locations. Picked up a couple of bottles the day it was released to the public (a mere 60 bottles for all of Ontario) … have a HUGE Chimay crush of late, if ya hadn’t noticed, lol!!
back in the day, no one gave a flying fuck
Was a time when I’d say shit loud ‘n proud … back in the day when nobody cared or noticed. And by back in the day, am referring to the late 70’s to the mid 80’s … spewing “that’s retarded” or “that’s gay” was commonplace … flowing freely from my mouth like the River Jordan, AND I never thought twice ’bout saying it … NOW, in this-twisted-2013-weird-world-am-warily-politically-correct-of-these-words, these phrases out in public. First, I survey with my eyes making sure no one’s within earshot before speaking, like I’m breaking the law if caught. Is only a figure of speech folks so simmer down! No harm intended, not meant as an attack … personally, or towards ANY group … NEVER thought one day I’d be sitting dissecting the fuck outta it either?! Much ado about nothing!
I’ve Been Hit Over The Head With Hops!!
Jesus Christ, why don’t you come save my life now?
Choices always were a problem for you
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
like me, like me, like me, like me
If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me now you don’t judge or question
You are broken now but faith can heal you
Just do everything I tell you to do
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand upon you
My Gods will becomes me
When he speaks he speaks through me
He has needs like I do
We both want to rape you
one more to show
burning my cathedrals ’cause I don’t pray anymore
look at all of these people, tragic little people
this is where I draw a line, I will draw my line
this is where I blur my line, I will blur my line
this is where I cross my line, I am crossing my line
intermittent, NOT intermitten
… mitten? really? ya mean like a glove, LOL!! 😮
iRoof Recon
he’s bangin’ on the bongos like a chimpanzee
that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
money for nothin’ and chicks for free
now that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
lemme tell ya them guys ain’t dumb
maybe get a blister on your little finger
maybe get a blister on your thumb
Godzilla, no shit!!
Driving the other night on the 401, a grey Nissan GT-R flew by … he was three lanes over, and when he gunned it, I said, “there goes Godzilla” … we kept jockeying back and forth, separated by those lanes, but I always had him in my sights. Ten minutes later, and many kilometres too, he came up beside me in the adjacent lane, and I couldn’t fucking believe it … it ACTUALLY was Godzilla … the plate read GODZILLA … it was then I lost him, or so I thought, but further down the highway, I caught up, and came up behind. Now, I know this picture is blurry, and the glare of the flash hitting the windscreen filtering it even more doesn’t help (sidenote: as I clicked, the flash delay, I mean realizing it was going to flash, freaked me and my hand wavered, it was almost like I wanted to put my phone down, not wanting to be seen snapping a pic, lol), but THAT’S Godzilla, no shit!!
note to self: coffee is a morning libation!!
… NOT meant for as a before my bedtime brew … it keeps me up, it keeps me GETTING up! 😕
I’m a hell raisin’, trouble lovin’, fast talkin’, good for nothin’ rock ‘n roll star
In a trail blazin’, skin lovin’, whiskey drinkin’, mother fuckin’ rock ‘n roll band









