geeksusie

Hi everybody!
That was my imitation of Dr. Nick Riviera from The Simpsons. Hope you liked it! lol
I'm having a great weekend so far. Friday night I had a few friends over and we watched some old time movies. We watched "Reefer Madness" and "Cocaine Fiends". We had such a blast! I bought them off of Ebay for about 6 bucks total. My dad recommended them to me. Both were hilarious.
Yesterday I went to the Adirondack Balloon Festival in Glens Falls. It was awesome! All of the hot air balloons were gorgeous! And to see the sky filled with them was incredible. I was a bonehead though. I never checked the batteries in my camera before I left home. Needless to say, they were dead and there wasn't anywhere near to buy new ones once we got to the field. My friends took some pictures, so I hope that they will share with me.
I will be going over to my parents house in a little bit to watch the Ryder Cup with my dad. It's a little tradition I have with him. We both enjoy it a lot. And yes, I am a golf geek! lol. I have played some and I will admit I am really bad at it. I do enjoy it though.
After golf we will watch the last game ever at Yankee Stadium. It will be sad and I really wish it wasn't the last game, but I am being realistic. We aren't going to the playoffs this year. Well maybe football will be good to me this year. Go Jets! lol
Now it's time for the dreaded poems! If you have made it this far in my blog I am hoping you can last just a little longer and read my weekly attempts at poetry. I promised someone earlier in the week that I would have a theme for the week. This weeks them is masturbation, lol. Hey now!!! We all do it, I'm just the dork that wrote poems about it!


hands off

I'm sitting on a child's swing
but there're things I know my hands
would rather be doing
to make myself high
like putting them between my thighs
don't really want to masturbate
out of desperation
but it's all my body's had of late
now I'm tired of always knowing
where these fingers are going
and something about this auto-eroticism
just seems wrong anyway
like another form of narcissism
tired of the fumblings of inept lovers
my fingers have become illicit rovers
I strip naked
and give myself what I want
but somehow my body knows I faked it
so I lie on my bed
and let the darkness take me instead...


My Handy Hand

Being single is lonely, as lonely as can be
But it's not as lonely as people seem to see
Because I have something that helps me out
It will be there every time without a doubt
My hand is my friend and what a friend it is
This friend you can be with without being given a quiz
It's because you don't have to talk about it
It also won't get bored of being around and quit
At anytime it will give you a hand
Whenever you want and on demand
Tell it how you want things done
Tell it how you like having your fun
No talking back, no arguments at all
This handy hand is always on call.