Thought I would share some lyrics tonight!

Here's a little story that needs to be told, about the devil doing business in the fiery hole.
Here's a little story that's oh so true, about the fame and the money and the lawyers too.

There's just one thing I'll say to you
...if you're fucking me, I'm gonna fuck with you.
Since all my money you're chasing, I'll find a steady replacement.
Fuckin' me must have been entertainment.
Nobody move, nobody gets burned...

Here's to all the fucking lies you told, about a rabbit in a hat that's running for the hole.
Here's to all the fucking money you made, so take your nickel back and default the rest of your day.

I hope beyond hope I check out long before, but if I am alive on my 60th Birthday? I plan to engage the police in a high speed chase. What a RUSH!!! Hell at 60 I am sure I will feel the need to prove myself to be still alive. Never aspired to be a criminal but that has to be pure THRILL. Of course by then, we will be driving 40 mile per hour solar skateboards with rev limiters encapsulated within a protective prophylactic. Shit...Just take me out now! Better yet, anyone up for a drive?

A little birdie suggested I use my social networking sites and writing skills to begin networking myself in order to find a possible career. As laughable as that is, especially when one sees my pictures, I have decided to go ahead and Network....or Pimp Myself Out! If nothing else, you will know who you are dealing with and years from now my Grand kids can read this and see that G-Paw was not always just a Lowlife Hippie.

  I left High School at age 17 and joined the US Navy. The judge decided that would be best. Anyway, I spent 8 years serving my country. Was awarded the Navy Expeditionary Medal for service off the coast of Behruit, Lebanon  when our Marines were bombed. Also awarded the Navy Achievement Medal as well as a Good Conduct Medal. Culminating my Naval service as a member of the US Navy Flight Demonstration Squadron. The Blue Angels, as an E6 Naval Aviation Administrationmen Petty Officer 1st Class.

  After leaving the military and a short stint as a construction worker in the hot Florida sun. I obtained employment with a civilian contractor supporting the same aircraft I had been awarded the Navy Achievement Medal for supporting while still in the Navy. Within three months of employment I held the highest paying position available within this company. And turned down management offers knowing when the contract ends the managers leave. The workers stay. None the less I was supervising no fewer than three departments in addition to running a flight schedule for 100 aircraft, at the same time serving the customer. (250 + Naval Aviators a day). Responsible for certifying all aircraft "Safe for Flight" prior to their departure as well as assigning maintenance tasks upon the aircraft's return. Demanding High Stress environment at which I not only thrived but enjoyed. After spending 15 Years here and peaking after only about 3 months decided in my mid-life madness that I would try something else.

  So, in my infinite wisdom decided to plop down six grand and learn to drive a big truck. Still owe five grand I think. After a grand total of two weeks and about 2 hours drive time. I am handed a Class A Commercial Driver License with a Hazardous Materials Endorsement no less. After 2 years, 200,000 miles, 40 States, 600 Truck Stops, and 2 clean fucking showers decided this nasty ass lifestyle not conducive with mine. I like to bathe.

  By now you have realized, as have I, That I peaked too soon. That is an understatement to say the least. Since my ill fated trucking career I have attempted home repair, painting, etc....Just in time for the housing market to go to shit. Also had an ill timed career as a traveling commercial roofer. Yes it sucks just as it sounds. Anyway, come to find out. They can pay illegal aliens half the pay and get half the work. And Yes, my 45 year old ass worked circles around 20 something year old illegal aliens in the Texas sun. Well, when the Republicans lost the election and US companies realized their illegals were safe. They let folks like me go real easy.

  In summation, I will work my ass off for a living wage. I am as loyal and hard working as they come. I will not however, kiss your ass or tell you want you want to hear. Unemployable? Possibly? But if you want it done right and with common sense. Call Me while you can. I do see an overpass in my immediate future.

 

Either you get the darkness or you don't. There is no middle ground. There is no hiding the truth. Too often than not, the truth is buried with what we want those around us to believe. The often talked of "Sugar Coat" comes to mind. An example of this is religion.

  Truely loving the concept, and having huge hope that someday I will get it. The non- sugar coated version as "is written" is seldom ever, if at all, discussed on Sunday morning. Can not recall ever seeing a movie containing the details and events of the "apocolypse". It being very tough to "sugar coat" that story as it "is written", I suspect as to the reason. How would hollywood bill the movie? Religious epic? Horror? Still hope though. Opie! (Ron Howard) is fast approaching this genre.

 Returning to the point. If you expect Rainbows and Puppy Dogs. When they do not arrive most are deeply hurt. When one is brutally honest as I tend to be, people are often deeply hurt as well. Using A bit of reverse thinking, I tend to stay on the Darkside. If and when the puppie dogs and rainbows do appear I will be ready and happily greet them. (Big If)

  I mean to offend no one. I respect all until such a time they no longer deserve respect. I am by know means perfect myself, but what I witness in this world is nothing but "wrong". My aim is to discuss it here with myself if need be. Therapy for myself. My experience in life has been, if it's difficult most will avoid at all cost. If you are still here? Welcome to difficult.

Most wont get it because obtaining a clue has become so difficult. Spilling grey matter here seems my only voice. Get fuckin ready folks.