The Alternatives

A leaf falling from a Live Oak nearby gently wakes me up. I wake up in the middle of the street with no recollection of the night before. I quickly get up, fearing a car would speed by and trample me. But as I move, I realize that fear is ludicrous. There are no cars, except those parked in their driveways. The breeze blows softly. And yet this town today so silent it seems the wind is making a commotion. It’s a bit nerve wrecking, really. The streets are clean and kept; not an ounce of debris scattered. I make my way down the empty sidewalks, looking at the houses. They sit there, perfectly still and untouched. They all look the same when they are life less. Where did all the neighbors go? It all feels out of place. Why are there no children running around? Where are the cars that drive down the roads? They must feel empty knowing they won’t be used today, except for a wandering pedestrian who is losing her mind. I look up and even the skies are barren. No clouds to cover...

At the end of the day, we’re only human. No matter how much of an asshole we are sometimes. Humans – curious and funny little creatures that popped on the earth like popcorn in the right conditions and took over as number one species on this,  a small, tiny rock. Unlike others on this planet, we let our emotion get in the way of our actions. Well, more like affect the nature of our actions. And we can be quite nasty. Some more than others. Human emotion is very strong and can be tapped, seemingly easy. The spot I left my car in last night. Gone, this morning. Like when you get your car towed. For an idiotic reason and you’d be responsible for the cost, that you don’t have to pay, by the way, and you’d be screwed for the rest of the day. Then you march into the manager’s office and let her know you’re going to get a lawyer for not fucking telling you, and she bust out a page that basically says: Park in reverse, get towed, bitch. And at the left ha...

Well, damn.  For a fact, I've never paid much attention to the political world and it's ins and outs, but this current administration really has opened my eyes.  Jesus, what a joke, really.  I can't imagine what the rest of the world sees us as now. Do you care? What embarrassment. Out of the intelligent people that exist, we got Trump as leader of the "Free World"...Well I'll be damned.  It's crazy for me to sit here and actually watch this crap come out of his mouth. And then the guy tweets. He fucking tweets like robin.  GAWDAMN! Lay off the twitter.  As President, you'd think he'd carry more class with himself and remind himself that he is in charge of 300 million or so Americans.  But he is a business man, and he is running this county like a company, and we're the employers.  Ugh.  Eek.  Anyways.. I've a poem for you all.  I'll have it set for you at the bottom. How crazy! And then the whol...

Fucking A. So a schmoke and some wine while the husband cooks lasagna. Box dinner specialty. Yea, I got it like that. On the wine, those are Roscato Rose and Roscato Rosso, which is best. Anyways, This week has been a fun one - we've become owners of a new bed! All of it new! Real cheap too, on Amazon. This may not be anything of a big deal to most, but it is fucking amazing for us! Especially for me since I've never owned a brand new mattress. They've always been 'used'. Spare me your thoughts. Anyways, not only was the fact of getting a new bed exciting for us. For me, we were finally getting rid of the 'slut bed', or so I call it. But, Why? Duh - he's had that bed since fuck knows when, who knows how many cunts have been in there and set their juices in. Including mine! I moved in with him three years ago, in to his apartment, and since then we've had the same bed. We've always talked about getting a new one, b...

Hello, Motherlovers. How many of us are sitting in front of their laptop wondering what to do with the day and realizing it is being wasted away every second you sit there and type away? No? Me neither. What silly creatures we all are. Today I got to thinking that no matter how rich and famous, or poor and unknown we are at the end of the day, just meat bags. Stand in front of your mirror and stare at yourself, naked. That is all you are and ever will be. That is your present, past, future. And all that is unique to you. What matters, is what that strong skull of yours protects. And, yet here we are, pretending our minuscule issues actually mean a damn. Realize we all go through the same ideas, and feelings, we just interpret them in our own way. Intelligent Life. I just heard news about an interstaller object that came and went on it's way. Never to return. I think about the endless number of asteroids and comets that go flying by every second, and we don't...

Hey Mother lovers!! Let's talk about Attention, not whores - that is a story for a different day. Attention. Attention to what we do, to what we say, how we react, how other’s react. Attention. Attention. Attention. Attention to what is around us Attention that we like to receive. Attention I give to everything around me. Like when I have nothing better to do than to be on Face book or twitter scrolling away hours of my life Seeing if anyone liked my status or new picture Did anyone leave a comment? Did a celebrity follow my on twitter or liked my tweet Did someone read my blog? Did home skillet biscuit finally get that guy to – you guessed it. The whole thought of people outside of my bubble and outside of Texas knowing that I exist is pretty satisfying to me. Someone I don’t know knows my name. Just like I know the names of people that don’t know me. Explosion. Moreover, Is wanting to have so much attention a human emotion already programme...

Hey, nuggets. Here is something I have been working for on a long while. It would mean a lot if you let me know what you think.  It is the beginning of a short story I am writing. Please let me know what you think. Soon, once I finish, I may put it all up on blog. Enjoy. "Break Up" Melissa dumped me today. So, obviously I threw a fucking fit and now I won’t ever see her again. In fact no one else will ever see her. I don’t really know what the fuck I can do now.   I can barely function. We’ve been together for so long. 1825 days. Now I have to remember to continue, just one less. Which, is actually really good on the wallet, so there is that. Is it selfish to feel like that? Or is it that I still can’t really come to terms with what just happened. I feel sickened by the events that have taken place. Jesus fuck. What the fuck? What is happening? I feel like im breaking down. Everything is falling out of place. I need to talk to someone, or at least actu...