Saturday, August 25, 2007

There Is Art and Then There's Art...


Art is so subjective. One man's poison is another man's medicine. While I know what I like, I am not quick to loathe other's tastes. I could not get righteously indignant with my daughter when her and a friend drove to Chicago earlier this summer and saw Marilyn Manson. In my 17th year, I rode in a very shady VW micro bus with no heat, seatbelts or common sense in the dead of winter to see Alice Cooper hang himself in Madsion Wisconsin. There were about six guys in the van and I swear the driver was tripping. But I digress, I am posting this link for those who like their art on a bit of a different plane. These people have self modified themselves in a way that is fascinating and yet hideous at the same time.

What The Hell Happened Here?

He seems to be reasonable in 1994, what happened between this and five years ago? 9/11? Why? Saddam didn't attack us.
Putz.

Friday, August 24, 2007

The Greatest Country Song Ever








Roll along, roll on
Rose of cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of cimarron
Shadows touch the sand
and look to see whos standin
Waitin at your window, watchin will they ever show?

Can you hear them calling?
you know they have fallen on
Campfires cold and dark
that never see a spark burn bright



Roll along, roll on
Rose of cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of cimarron
Trails that brought them home echo names they've known
Four days high and lonely comin to you only
Youre the one theyd turn to the only one they knew whod do
All her best to be around when the chips were down



Hearts like yours belong
Following the dawn
Wrapped up in a song
Rose of cimarron

Rose Dunn, aka: The Rose of Cimarron - Rose Dunn met George "Bitter Creek" Newcomb, a former member of the Dalton Gang before their demise in Coffeyville, Kansas, through her outlaw brothers. In 1893, Newcomb became a member of the Doolin Gang, and it was somewhere around this time that he met Rose Dunn, often referred to as "the Rose of Cimarron," through her outlaw brothers. The Doolin Gang terrorized Indian Territory for two years as they robbed banks, stagecoaches and trains in Arkansas, Oklahoma, and Kansas.
On the afternoon of September 1, 1893, while several members of the gang were holed up in George Ransom’s saloon in Ingalls, Oklahoma they were involved in a gun battle with U.S. marshals. After the lawmen surrounded the saloon demanding that the outlaws surrender, Doolin's response was, "Go to hell." As the guns began to blast and a hail of bullets flew, the frightened townspeople ran for cover. Dunn, who was staying at Mrs. Pierce's hotel allegedly ran through the raining bullets in order to deliver a Winchester rifle to her lover. The battle left nine people killed or wounded, including one deputy who died immediately and another two, who died of their wounds the next day. Three of the outlaws, including Rose's boyfriend, were wounded and Arkansas Tom Jones was captured.
By May 1895, Newcomb had a $5,000 reward on his head and when he and Charley Pierce stopped to see Rose, her outlaw brothers turned them in for the reward and he was shot and killed by lawmen.
After her George Newcomb's death, Rose retired from crime, became the wife of an Oklahoma politician and lived the rest of her life as a respected citizen.

True American Justice

Ted Nugent's An Idiot Part Two


Ted, God bless ya, man, you are doing nothing more than exercising your God given right to free speech but when you talk about offing two human beings, then you are an idiot and maybe liable for a lawsuit.


Here's the link in question.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Fishing


A man was on the water for his weekly fishing trip. He began his day with an 8-pound bass on the first cast and a 7-pounder on the second. On the third cast he had just caught his first ever bass over 11 pounds when his cell phone rang. It was a doctor notifying him that his wife had just been in a terrible accident and was in critical condition and in the ICU. The man told the doctor to inform his wife where he was and that he'd be there as soon as possible. As he hung up he realized he was leaving what was shaping up to be his best day ever on the water. He decided to get in a couple of more casts before heading to the hospital. He ended up fishing the rest of the morning, finishing his trip with a stringer like he'd never seen, with 3 bass over 10 pounds. He was jubilant..... then he remembered his wife. Feeling guilty, he dashed to the hospital. He saw the doctor in the corridor and asked about his wife's condition. The doctor glared at him and shouted, "You went ahead and finished your fishing trip, didn't you! I hope you're proud of yourself! While you were out for the past four hours enjoying yourself on the pond, your wife has been languishing in the ICU! It's just as well you went ahead and finished, because it will be more than likely the last fishing trip you ever take!For the rest of her life she will require 'round the clock care. And you'll be her care giver forever!" The man was feeling so guilty he broke down and sobbed. The doctor then chuckled and said, "I'm just pulling your leg. She's dead. What'd you catch?"

Your Mother Sucks...

After playing "Tubular Bells"(the theme from "The Exorcist") by Micheal Oldfield, the top forty jukebox went on the fritz. Could it be......Satan?

My Friend Maureen


On the way back from going east on Sunday, I met with a young lady who is a niece of the Notre Dame family that we always stay with when we head to South Bend. They always let us stay at their home free of charge, so we have saved thousands of dollars by knowing these wonderful people. Maureen is about to go through a year of Interferon treatment for her melanoma. I have taken this drug and this will not be a garden party for her. Since I am becoming a whiz at texting, I will send her one text a day that says "keep walking". The way I look at it, you can only walk into the swamp so far and then you start walking out of the swamp, boots filled with mud, step after step, minute by minute, hour by hour. It's a long journey, but one that is navigable. I know, I stand before you today.
"Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God."

Rules For The Rich

Uhh, you know, I have been there. Waking up in a parking lot in Denver and not knowing how I got where I did or what time...or how...or who, well, you get the idea. All I know is that it was about 8 oclock in the morning and I had no idea where I was, had no clue how to get back and I sure didn't want to think about it. Never been busted for DWI (got close once), cocaine, any of that stuff, but you know, if I did, shit would hit the fan. I would be so locked up that my head would spin with the expediency. Lindsay Lohan was arrested for not one, but two DWI's. They found coke in her car that was wrecked because she was going the wrong way. What do you think would happen to your old buddy Randy? Thought so. This truly is the best country $$ can buy. God bless her, she used her celebrity to get over like a rat. And so it goes...

Monday, August 20, 2007

Refurbishing

I fussed with the title of the blog again. "A View From The Dark Side" was incongruous at best. As my life seems to be racing by, sometimes the best view I have is from the rear view mirror. It's safer there. And as it flashes by, things in the rear view mirror get more difficult to see, but more precious to visit. I put on a new coat of paint and changed some things around. Your thoughts are always welcome.
Enjoy.

Hypocrites


Wal-Mart Offers Something Extra With Advance Order Of Eagles Album
WAL-MART will begin accepting advance orders for THE EAGLES' first studio album of new music in 28 years, "Long Road Out of Eden." Fans can pre-order the album on WALMART.COM and receive a free MP3 download of the new radio-released single "How Long" with purchase. The "Long Road Out of Eden" CD, scheduled for an OCTOBER release, will be sold exclusively at WAL-MART and SAM'S CLUB in the U.S. and CANADA and through WALMART.COM and SAMSCLUB.COM. "THE EAGLES are one of the greatest music bands in history and we are honored to bring to all fans this long-awaited studio album," said SVP/ntertainment GARY SEVERSON. "THE EAGLES partnership demonstrates how serious we are about providing our customers unique music offerings and compelling ways to enjoy hearing and seeing their favorite artists."


I wouldn't piss in a WalMart if I got paid. Now, Don Henley exposes himself to be one of the biggest hypocrites ever. Mr. "I love Walden Pond" has shown his true colours. And that colour is green. Too bad. I'll have to wait until the CD is available somewhere else to check it out. Back in the day, I would buy an Eagles album sight unseen, but now, with the dreck they have released lately ("Get Over It", "Hole In The World"), their greatness is behind them, way behind them.

Emotional Rescue

This is my brain...not on drugs. It has been one emotional summer, although I knew it would be many months ago. In May, there was graduation and commissioning for the boy. Prom and graduation for the girl. My oldest had her second child. The boy left for LA in June and now the girl has gone off to college. I have watched as both of them have made tearful goodbyes to their friends and to their family. And vicariously got drawn into all of that. After sending the girl off yesterday, I needed this day off just to gather it all in. Last summer sucked so bad (see previous post) and this summer still sucked. It sucked less because while there was many a tearful goodbye, there was also celebration of finding new, exciting lives in faraway places. This is as bad is it will be and it's not that bad. I still walk by their rooms and sigh but I know this is the way it must be. My problem is that I have the "Dick Vermeil" complex. I am a crier, so was my mom. I can shed a tear at a heart wrenching story on TV or by a song. So, yesterday at brunch, I tried, but could not keep it together, I had to excuse myself. Em and I shared a few tears at the departure but I probably cried more than her. She has a great dorm room and an excellent roomate who's parents live just down the interstate nd promised to take care of her. Thanks, but that's my job, or it has been for the last 18 years. It's not easy to give that up.

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