...which means I have a lot t'get finished at work before Friday
also have to finish up the apartment re-arranging and have to prepare for my girls this weekend
...as well as more than a few loads of laundry and some preparing for the trip itself, too!
aye, I've got it down - but *whew*! This is one demn busy week!
( and I still have t'continue re-tagging and typing up more poetiqa )
ANYways... a little memoria
B-Sides Of Myself ::
through my lifetime I've adopted more nicknames than areas of the state I've lived in (and that's a lot!)...
some good, some bad, and some even worse - but I've accepted them all and answered even to them all, at least once
some are pretty known/reknown at various parts of the state - and country! ( "Grr", the "SchmooGod", "thom Wolfox sR Rhose", and variations thereof )
others are fairly obscure or I haven't been called in many a decade ( "Crit(ical)", "Emdee"/"M.D.", "WildSide", and a fair few others )
there was a Bike Club that I hung out with many, many moons ago - they even took me to Sturgis once, where I was mocked because 1) I rode "bitch" and 2) because I left Sturgis without a tattoo, which was their and their friends' "thing" ( oops! )
even before the Sturgis trip, I had already earned myself a nickname they knew me by: "the Passenger" or simply "the P" for short - earned via the obvious (since I didn't ride) andbecause I was "an ugly and skinny MF'er like Iggy" ( if you don't know the reference, I can't help you - look it up, bitch! )
I never did learn to ride and not a one was willing to teach me - largely because I was a drunken clutz and they didn't want to risk their rides on some kid who could only see a couple car-lengths away at most *shrugs* understandable, thinking back :)
the only one I kept in contact with - who died a few years back :( - was the only one who didn't call me "the P," but rather "PP" due to a particular "incident" he was a part of/witness to
the "incident" : I was hanging out with some of the Bikers and, being the scrawny li'l shit I was, I was the "easy target" to any drunken asshole who wanted to fight...
by this point of my life I no longer fought - and being in "one of my moods" (where the witty/unusual sarcasm rolls of my tongue with nary a thought), I finally had enough of one particular asshole who kept calling me a pussy...
so I approached the guy, admittedly walking a little sideways with intoxication, and again he called me pussy - to which I replied, clearly as I was able "You are what you eat, and I'm Prime Pussy while you're Just Dick."
a couple of the guys rushed to my aid - but the asshole did nothing (thankfully?)... except get angrier as the rest of the night he was randomly called "Justdick" or "JD"
...AND that one particular friend called me "PP" ever thereafter *smirks*
[ I even was able to use that line years later after I moved to the Cities when a bunch of teen wanna-be punks blocking the walkway over the highway were giving me shit to (try and) impress the girls they were hanging with... I crossed without issue after saying the line, with the girls erupting into laughter
even when I crossed back over hours later, they were still there - and the girls broke again into laughter as the wanna-be punks glared and barely moved aside to let me pass (but didn't say a thing) ]
after that I thought that would make either an excellent band name and/or song title : Prime Pussy And Just Dick ( or PPJD for short, just like RevCo ;) )
twits of the week...
6/6 :
I tend to tread those dangerous pathways of the boring and the outrageous... it's that area between that I don't appear to be very good at
6/7 :
didn't notice yesterday, but could tell this morning the gassy smell - on-call disconnected stove/cut gas and maintenance will fix tomorrow
at least with a disconnected stove, it's incentive to get out of the apartment - even if only just to get an actual meal sometime today?
6/8 :
yeesh - been home a couple hours and have accomplished little... have a lot t'do before vacation next week, including return-arranging! :(
6/9 :
OK, that's two people in this past month that think I should compile and e'book some of my poetry - guess I should type up more soon, neh?
6/9 II :
who one is and what one believes are completely different - a gulf of difference between self and belief that some like to ignore or forget
6/9 III :
remember to feed your demons - if starved they'll take what they want... and then some. a fed demon is a demon that you're in control of
watched recently :
via netflix/hulu:
Employee Of The Month (2006)
Game Of Thrones (3rd Season)
Deadbeat (2nd Season)
ownedflix:
The Haunted Casino (aka Dead Man's Hand)
Beavis And Butt-Head Do America
Clerks
The Last Lovecraft: Relic Of Cthulhu
-thom Wolfox sR Rhose
unusualist - I have yet to find a religion and/or spirituality that fits my own personal beliefs... other than, of course, the fact I am a (fallen) god.