THE DISPOSABLE MEN BLOG

My best friend, Fred, from Perry Florida and I were talking about relationships and how women treat men today are different from women yesterday.  In the course of our conversation, Fred said that the problem started with disposable razors.  This intrigued me and it sounded much like my cast iron skillet story of why there are so many divorces, but now we are getting to the core of the source.  In our jovial way, Fred and I took off with this idea and starting rattling off ideas.  Fred takes the serious side and you know what side I take when I am blogging. 

Both versions are included here….Here is my version first…

It was about 1970 when those cheap razors came out and the problem began.  You ladies loved them.  They were cute in so many different colors, they were sharp, and they did an excellent job.  Once they lost their edge and became dull, you ladies tossed them away and did not think twice about it.  Then you reached for another "cute one" and start the whole process over.  This must have started something in your minds that has accrued to what your beliefs are about us men, today.

After throwing several hundred razors away, your mind begins to wander as you look at the guy sitting on the couch.  When you first met him you were happy with him, he was cute, sharp to your needs, wants and desires, he was doing such an excellent job for you and your well being.  Now he is watching sports all day, never talking to you and when was the last time he actually romanced you in any way shape or form.   Or maybe he got laid off or his business is not doing so well.  Maybe you just want to change, because-you can.   You're not "school girl happy anymore."

Somewhere along the lines he isn't meeting your requirements anymore.  He is dull, useless and not cute anymore.  Now you begin to get restless and contemplate if there is a cuter, sharper and something better for you to have. 

Well it's time to throw this one away, isn't it?  After all, why try to change.  You don't have to put up with something that is dull and no longer works for you.  There are so many out there on the market to choose from, you can go shopping for another in many different avenues, until you find the right one.   Find you one that fits your needs.  You have been empowered with the rights of the courts to back you.  With the right lawyer, you can get the last bit of usefulness out of him and just pitch the carcass on the trash heap.

You're set now.  Start shopping, what do you want?  Set your goals.  Do you want another cute one?  How about something more stylish?  What about a rich one?  Now there is an idea.  Sometimes there can be a tradeoff between good looks and money.  Or is it the richer he is, the cuter he gets? 

Go online, shop MySpace, get out with your friends and shop at the local bars, even the schools (your kid knows his kid) maybe you can hit the mother lode of the man you want.  You can be shallow about it, too.  After a few minutes or a few meetings, if he doesn't pan out to your criteria, toss him away.  You don't have to explain yourself to him.  No need to say, "Sorry."  He is disposable.

Maybe you want to hang on with the one you got until you find the "better one."  This is a safe way of doing things.  Your present one is usually too busy to even notice what you are doing.  You can put all the effort that is required to make you happy.  Why worry about a divorce, until you found the next one. 

If you feel really strong, seek you out a married one.  Cross over the fence, he may be the right guy for you, but he is just attached for the moment.  That can change, you can change it.  You know what they say; someone's trash is another's treasure.   Maybe she is ready to get rid of him.  You can seduce him with all your sensuality, appeal to his senses, his thoughts, and his emotions.  Hell, he is just a man. Tell him what he wants to hear, even if it "I Love You" what does that mean anymore?  You could always say that you meant it at the moment.  Love is superficial; you're after your happiness. 

 If Eve could Adam to eat the apple out of her hand, think what you know and can do.  Make him feel that you are the greatest woman walking the face of the earth, just to get his attention.   If he doesn't pan out…who cares let her deal with him some more, you don't have to, you're too busy shopping. 

You go girl…it's your happiness.

The nice guys get hurt in this process.  Not the players who want only one thing, but the guys that once they commit to you, they let you in completely, it becomes a trusting deep relationship.  They commit to you and your needs.  They want to build and experience life with you.  Even the nice guys aren't perfect and they have flaws in their character.   Once again, you can always walk away until you find Mr. Perfect.

You catch the attention of a nice guy and you really like him.  You start thinking that this guy could be the right one.  You put on your brightest smile and introduce yourself.  You find out what he does, where he lives, you start planting seeds and then you walk away after you get his number.  Make sure you look back to see if he is still watching you…he is…..smile at him, you just hooked the fish.

WOAH ……STOP A SECOND…..YOU KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN

She is going to play this poor guy, like a fool, (if he matches her application requirements), for who knows how long…this poor guy will fall in deeply and madly in love with her, make dramatic changes in his life, burn some bridges just to be with this woman that he thinks really loves him like no other woman has ever before in his life.  But you and I know that she is a leach that is going to suck the life (not in a good way either) out of him until there is nothing left but an empty emotionless shell.

THIS COULD HAVE ALL BEEN HALTED IMMEDIATLEY WITH DATEFAX!!!

That's right my friend, had our nice guy been insured with DateFax, (just like Carfax for people, Datefax is for people who want to date safely and be well informed) he could have avoided this situation and saved his heart, mind and soul.  It could have gone down like this.

She walks back up to him with that big beautiful smile, fresh lip gloss and that positive upbeat tone in her voice…."HHHIIIIII….I noticed you out of the crowd and wanted to meet you. (Hair flip)… (Still smiling)…so do you like the music here? This is where the beguiling begins….no matter what he says, she mirrors him.  She positions every answer to match his thoughts with the standard "OH REALLY I LIKE THAT, TOO.  Or YOU LIKE THAT…OH MY GOSH, I ALWAYS FELT WEIRD; I DIDN'T THINK ANYONE ELSE LIKED THAT.  YOU ARE SO SWEET AND AMAZING.

At this moment, our guy is hearing all of this and is very interested.  After all she is attractive and amazing, seems to have a good level of class and intelligence, she seems to like what I do.  Hey this is somebody I could fall in……then he says:  "do you mind?" as he pulls his PDA out of his pocket.

"What's that?' she asks.

Just need to check on something.  Did you say that you lived here in town?

Yeah… (Hair flip and another smile)…so did you say that you were an owner or manager?

In just a few minutes the full report from Datefax came up with her complete history.  He now knows that she is presently married, has had three previous husbands, with an average of about 9 years with each one.  Since high school she doesn't keep a job very long or a residence.  DateFax gives our friend warnings all across her file to be leery of this person.  By what he reads, she sounds like a brown recluse spider, just one bite and his flesh will start rotting away.  Thank goodness that her haunting history is made available to keep this nice guy from losing his mind, when she decides that "HE" became dull and useless to her.

He says to her:  "It was a pleasure meeting you, but I have to go."

She sees the DateFax logo on his phone and she knew she was busted.

"Damn DateFax spoiled it again."  She pouts for a minute, freshens her lips gloss, flips her hair and starts shopping again.

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Did you all buy that one…lol…..?

FRED'S VERSION.......................

Sunday, August 17, 2008

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Disposable Men We live in a world where nothing lasts a long time.  ....Now I know you're asking "where are you going with this" but just hang on a minuite and you will see. Take for instance your razor.  It would last for years. Many beverages were packaged in returnable containers.  Now it seems everything you buy is made to be "disposable"..Just use it a few times and throw it away and get a new one.  Are relationships coming to this place in society?  Since I have become a single male of the world again, I am taking notice to how women treat men.  I am going to raise some emotions with my female readers, but with best intentions, here goes.  If you are interested in a guy, let him know in uncertain terms but don't tease him into thinking you are interested when you're not.  I have this friend who called me last week  that just went through a bad relationship.  He is single and he met this girl who he is attracted to.  But he told me that he feels as if he is being teased and led  into thinking she liked him .  But now he is seeing this is a game. She is also in a relationship with someone else.  He asked me is he should just knock off the flirting?  My advise is unless you know for sure that she is interested in you, absolutely. You have to know her intentions.  If she serious or just playing you for a fool?  Guys are not stupid and don't think with only one thing.  We are for the most part intellegent with warm emotions, and usually a very trusting heart.  So, girls, my advise is to not be afraid to tell him what you want.  If he wants you, you will know and hopefully you will have a great relationship.  But if he is not what you want, don't string him along. It's not fair to him or you.  Don't make us "disposable" and run to another just as a bee goes from flower to flower.  Take time to smell the coffee and enjoy life and that special person that has feekings for you.

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THE BEST HONKY TONK IN THE WORLD 24/7…A BLOG

No matter what time it is, you can turn to Sirius Channel 64 and jump into WILLIE’S PLACE.  It is the best honky tonk in the world.  Once you get inside, you are going to hear the best of all great country traditional country music.  The list goes on forever because every day they play something different.  Lefty Frizzell, Leon Russel, Junior Brown, Asleep at the wheel, Waylon, and of course lots of Wille.

How many of you remember Dell Woods who use to bang on the piano of the Grand Ol Opry playing “Down Yonder.”  She is on there.  Many new artist that keeps this type of music alive are on there…so this music never has to die.

I absolutely do not want to go to work on some mornings because…why?  Sit in the car and have a blast or work…..hhmmm…and then when I come home I feel like a twelve pack and driving down to the river and singing along with Jerry Jeff Walker with “up against the wall rednecks mothers”  the official theme song of all country mothers.  You could all come down to the river with me and crank up the sound…BYOB.

Bob Wills is still the king and it is so prevalent on Willie’s Place.  Willie and Asleep at the Wheel just release a new album all about Bob Wills music.  They had a live broadcast of the concert.

I don’t sell Sirius subscriptions, but just the price of a Willie Nelson concert ticket would be well worth the fee for several months of Willie’s place radio.  I believe that you can get a reduced price if you just want it on your computer only.  If you have a certain satellite tv, you already get Sirius, check out the program guide.  You may never watch HBO again !!!!

But I am telling you folks something, once your ears gets a load of this station, you might burn your local radio stations down and tar and feather the owners and run them out of town.  This is how music is supposed to be played.  You all have heard me say before, country music is like a great family reunion, and you give your love and hugs to the great grandmother and the oohs and aahs to the newest newborn nephew.

So take it from the ol’ Shoeshine Boy…this is one place you may want to spend a little bit of your money…

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Willie Nelson Channel 64 Sirius Radio

Stephanie, the top blogger of Myspace, wrote a great article about all of those emails that you get that threathen you that if you don;t pass them along to ten people, harm will come your way.  Or maybe you will recieve a million bucks.

As she says some of them are very funny or inspiring, I personally find them annoying.

So today I wrote on her blog that if one of her readers will come post a comment on my blog, they will receive a dollar, but if they send ten people to my blog they will receive $1,000,000.

Do you believe????

Post a comment and find out.......lol

THE CONA’S RESTURANT….A BLOG

Have you ever had a hamburger that was so phenomenal?  Have you ever been to a place with such a great atmosphere that you hate to leave and can’t wait to come back again?

Well, that’s what is what you have at Cona’s Restaurant.  Cona Leach owned and operated her restaurant for years.  To this day, folks around here still talk about that great seasoned cast iron grill of hers.  It made the best hamburger around.  Delivery people always managed to be in the vicinity of Cona’s  in the middle of the day, just so they can stop in.

The menu was simple, hamburger with or without cheese, fries and chili…that is all I can remember.  Did I say it was a restaurant?  Actually it was more of a bar, in fact it WAS a bar !!! 

This bar was located in Ironton, Missouri.  Home of the famous Civil War Battle at Pilot Knob, where we just found out that President Obama’s great, great, great, great Grandfather fought and was killed.  (he was on the Confederate side).

Cona was a beautiful lady even past her seventies, she still was very pretty and had a great figure.  That wasn;t just my opinion either, most of the local women envied her.  She had a great man by her side for over 30 years.  But they never married.  But get this, she was a avid member of the Church of Christ in town.  Go figure that one out.

Besides raving about her food all during this blog, let me tell you a short one here about her BF and eleven drunken locals.

You can’t say the F*** word in Cona’s Bar.  There was a zero tolerance policy.  If she didn’t know you she would throw you out immediately.  If you were a local, then she would look at you and smile.  You know you did wrong, and apologize.  We all were very respectful of her. 

One day, eleven locals sat down at the bar and after several rounds the lips got looser and the guy on the end said the F*** word.  The other ten turned their heads and looked down at him, like some school kid.  The one at the other end hollered out….Fred!!!  Woody said the F*** word….

Fred was cooking in back and when he came out he started at one end and asked each man:  “Did you hear Woody say the F*** word???”  All ten men reported in some fashion that they did, crossed their hearts and swore on their mother’s grave.  When he got down to Woody, he asked him:  “Woody, did you the F*** word???

NO I DID NOT…NOT AT ALL….Woody said emphatically.

“I knew the rest of you were all Fucking liars !!!!”, Fred said as he walked away.

Cona passed away this week….she will be remembered by many in loving memories.

WE ARE all gonna miss those hamburgers, too.

 
HOPE THEY HAVE A GREAT VALENTINE DAY....AND YOU TOO !!!

FLOWERS ???  GIVE HER A WEED EATER…..A BLOG....

Tomorrow is Valentine’s day…Cupid should have shot Saint Valentine for creating such a demented holiday.  Once the retailers has jumped into it, it has now become such a pain in the butt for most of us guys.  Christmas is easier, is she doesn’t like what you give her, it is no problem, she goes back the next day and returns it….but this holiday puts a lot of pressure on us.  We have to “perform” on this day perfectly like a tight rope walker without a net over the Grand Canyon.....

She/They always want you to do something for them that shows that you put some thinking time into it….what ???  Why do I want to drive all over town buying chocolate covered strawberries, a big box of candy, lingerie, perfume and take her to some fancy crowded restaurant that night and stand in line for ever with a bunch of other guys looking at me, thinking “yours got you to do this too?”….Just What is the point?....

The flowers die, she complains of the weight with her candy, the lingerie is never seen again and the fancy meal was over shadowed by the bill and the stupid pepper guy aggravating us….Heck no I don’t want pepper on my cheesecake !!! 

So what did you really give her?  One night out of 365 in a year ?....

So what should a guy give her?  I believe one of those cards that some other person wrote that captured your sentiments.  How does this person know how I feel?  Anyway, sure spend five bucks, she always keeps them…in a box…in the basement…under the other junk….hhmmm…..real romantic.....

Guys you need to give the gift that keeps on giving….....

A WEEDEATER !!!! 

That is right; this piece of lawn equipment is worth in weight in gold.  Buy her one that is of great quality, so it will always start and perform wonderfully.  She will get out there after she cuts the grass and trim those fence rows and around the house, you can even show her how to turn it sideways and use it as an edger on the front curb for that professional look.....

I could make several suggestions for the best brands to buy….stihl, ecco, shindawa…but make sure you get her a straight shaft model, she will always think of you as she can reach farther out without bending over.....

So there you have it guys, if you are stumped about what to get her….this is my number one suggestion.....

Just think when Mothers Day comes around, check out the backpack blowers….....

For me, a new BBQ grill would be great….I could be outside with her as I am cooking and she is doing her duty in the yard.  This would allow me to keep on eye on her and inspect her work….nothing like togetherness.....

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Happy Valentine’s Day……....

THE BEST AUTO SHOW GAG I EVER PULLED….A BLOG

My how time does fly…I haven’t written a blog in so long, that when I logged on my computer, it wouldn’t let me in…it gave me an error message “who in the hell are you?”

Just a few weeks ago the Great St Louis Auto Show came to town and put out the new vehicles from most of the manufacturers.  Now St Louis isn’t a big show like Detroit or Chicago, but it does alright.  It does cost you about 9 bucks to get in.  Strike me kind of funny that people from where I live will drive over an hour and a half, pay for some high dollar parking and tickets to get in, just to look at some new cars.  Most of them they wouldn’t buy them anyway, but nevertheless, they wander around for hours to get in and out of vehicles that they could look at free at their local dealerships.

If you want something to eat or drink at these places you better take you a wad of money…5 buck for a hot dog and 4 bucks for a medium size drink…2 bucks for a small coffee…..if you took a family and they “had” to eat, it would cost over 40 bucks to feed the whole family.

As I was sitting out our local Dodge dealership one afternoon, waiting for my oil change to be done, our favorite officer of the law came in for his daily visit.  Our buddy Rick is everybody’s friend.  He is one of the most likeable guys that you will ever meet.  He loves to pick on us and we like to pick on him as well.

Every year the dealership gets some free tickets to give away and our old buddy Rick wanted a few for him and his buddies to save money with.  Well the Boss had a few and gave three of them to Rickie. 

Now picture this…as you walk through the front door of the dealership there is this huge round table where the salespeople will sit along with some of the talkative customers and solve the world’s problems.  It reminds me of our barbershop, I guess that is what I like about this place, it is another social center.

Well anyway as I was sitting there with some of the sales folks, here comes Rick out of the boss’s office with three of those huge Auto Show tickets…man he was proud..he and his buddies were going to save 9 bucks a piece….he came over and sat down at the table with the opossum smile of his just a beaming.

I knew what they were and about that time, I had that streak of ornery shoot up my spine and it kicked in….

Hey  Rick whatcha got there ???

Auto Show tickets..

Wow…let me see them…Rick sheepishly hands them to me….and with close examination I saw a huge VIP printed on them and  I turned to my dean of disturbia …my comrade of pranks…for some reason he knows I am up to something….Hey Jim, look here these are the V.I.P. tickets, did you see that…

Yeah I did….Jim said.

Those are the good one aren’t they?

They sure are!  (Jim didn’t know where I was going, but he knew it was about to be good so he goes along with it)

Rick says, VIP ???  What is so special about these tickets?

Didn’t the boss tell ya Rick???  Jim adlibbed in there. (what timing)

No what is guys?  (We have set the hook)

I said, with the straightest poker face in the world:  “Well if you staple one of the boss’s cards to each of those tickets, they will tear it in half and give you back the stub with his card on it.  Then go to the concession stand and it entitles you to a free large drink and hot dog at no charge since you are guests of the dealership.

Jim just nodded in affirmation.

Rick’s face lit up with the broadest smile.  He took three of the boss’s cards and stapled them to the tickets and thanked us several times for the tip.  He jumped up and went out to his squad car and immediately getting on his cell phone and calling his buddies about the great news.  There he was talking on the phone and waving those tickets around just as happy as if he had found a hundred dollars on the ground.

He finally pulled away and the other two salespeople looked at Jim and I and we all busted out laughing.  The customer that was sitting there with us had to ask, what was going on.  Then he started laughing with us.  We even had him fooled and he wanted some of those VIP tickets…

I believe it was about 8pm that night when my phone rang….I was called every name in the book except for my first name !!!  This rant probably went on for about four minutes at 600 words a second…most of them wasn;t audible, but the tone of voice was quite clear, somebody was embarrassed and upset.

About three days later as I passed the dealership, I noticed Rick’s car out front and I pulled on in, ready to receive some more punishment.  I was greeted with a “you son of a b……!”

Rick told us about him bragging to his buddies about the free dinner they were going have with their tickets.  So instead of stopping at someplace that was a lot better place to eat, they put it off to get the free dinner.  All three of these grown men stood at the concession stand and ordered their free hot dog and coke in great anticipation and when the server said it was $34.17 with tax, they just gave her those three ticket stubs with a business card stapled to them.  She looked at these guys like they were from Mars and asked:  What is this for?”

Rick puffs up and announces these are VIP tickets and we are guests of the dealership, see the business card attached to the ticket, that “entitles” us to a complimentary hot dog and large soda.

What ???  Hey Leon come over here…..well you get the picture…Rick had to pay for his buddies gourmet meal.

To this day, Jim and I are still alive and without any speeding tickets…

For our buddy….Rick.