Name' sake

I remember this little hole in the wall dive bar I used to go to, to drown my sorrows.

Tuesdays was quarter draft night. Yes, draft glasses of beer where only a quarter way back then. And you could still smoke in a bar.

Sometimes my father-in-law came in and we'd shoot the shit till the wee hours - oh my god that man could drink! Its like alcohol didnt effect him.

Mostly I remember playing pool in the back. I got quite good - in fact I would usually run the table. I became "the guy to try and beat" - im not bragging - simply the truth - I was that good.

But there was this one guy - Al , oh how I remember Al. Smooth gentleman, quiet type - He would beat me every single time. People would actually start gathering around to watch Al kick my ass, lol.

Closest I ever came to beating him was we drew a tie one game.

Anyway, this song on the jukebox was one of my fondest memories of those days - takes me back.

(yes kids, jukeboxes where actually a thing)

Plant a seed, and watch it grow 

and die

And reap what you sew

And deny

And live your life to and fro

And lie

Seasons come and go

As you and I

Counter cancer cells

With diatribes of 

Soon you'll be well

But in the end, my friend

Well, we know

"So tell us Jack, what is the most recent thing you've learned?"

"well teach, today I learned how to play snooker"

"very good young man"

"Now who would like to go next?"

When a man is aroused in public its exceedingly obvious. 

When a woman is aroused in public, no one knows.

A woman can say to a man "how big are you?"

whats a man to say? "how deep are you?"

Men are pretty straight forward - stroke stroke stroke stroke splat!!!

women are, mood and lighting and emotional harmony and endurance and planetary alignment and timing and strive strive strive strive splat!!!

?

Men are ready to go at "baby, you look good in that"

women are like "what have you done for me lately!??"

Men are like "mmmmm"

women are like "pig!!"

Men be like "baby I have a headache, can we fuck?"

women be like . . . . . . 

Men be like "thats it! Ive had it! Bend over!!"

women be like "I dare you!"

Men be like "I love you baby girl"

women be like "I love you too Daddy"

Calamari is squid

And sushi is raw fish

And caviar is fish eggs

And

Men are from Mars

And

Women are from Venus

I saw a commercial that said I could grow my 'tool' by up to 5 inches with this one simple pill!! ?

I ordered it and it should be arriving any day now!

Omg im so excited!!

The question "does size matter" may have been asked before, im not sure

Butt ☝️

Thats not what this blog is about.

Its about the mail system - I mean, wtf!? Right??

Butt seriously ☝️

Im seeing commercials with women saying things like  "I had to tell him I couldnt be with him because he was just too small"  -  paraphrasing but yeah.

Not on porn sites - on youtube!

preying on insecurities - which is a multi-billion dollar industry. 

Yeah, this is what society needs right now! More insecurity!!

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My fire has been unnaturally silent this morning - not one snap, crackle, or pop - should I throw some milk on it?

Its comforting and disturbing at the same time.

2am.

Lost in contemplation . . . 

Ive grown to hate the cold, I sold my sled a long time ago - but yet I find myself in a sub-zero climate - snowed in for four days now, im running out of snacks . . . And vitamin D. Its supposed to be quite warm by Wednesday though. I think mom is off her meds again.

If you do self play, does that mean you are the sadist and the masochist at the same time? ?

Blatherings of the winter discontented

Butt ?

(not mine)

Happy Monday peeps! ? ?

Ya know, if you think about it - every criminal who has ever commited a crime, was not a criminal the day before. ?

I mentioned awhile back that my drivers license had been revoked. (Resolved btw). Anyway, the way I found out my license had been revoked - I got the ole red n blue lights right after I pulled into the post office. The post master is a friend of mine and he watched the whole thing. As soon as the ordeal was over I walked in to get my mail - the first thing he said was "that was profiling". I replied "I know, right?"

Ive experienced this my entire life because I look a certain way (mainly my long hair). I chuckled at the irony it says "in god we trust" on the back of his squad car. Ya know, that long haired guy . . . .

Buuuuuuut I digress

Which brings me to the point of this blog.

People that see with more than their eyes. 

Or better yet, people who dont.

We are creatures of patterns - its basically in our dna. Thus stereotypes exist. Its survival at its base. That can help us and it can hurt us. Chances we missed out on because of a preconceived notion a person or thing is a certain way.

Cats and dogs like me, horses, birds, etc - the entire wildlife kingdom seems to like me. Children like me, and of course, the sighted like me. But there are those who dont, based solely on my appearance.

A few days ago I was at the store filling up a 6 gal water jug. Just standing by the machine lost in thought - it was early morning and hardly any patrons. I got startled when I heard "boo!" - a rather elderly, very small woman smiled at me as she walked past behind me - I will never forget that.

Our marriage counselor was a very sweet 72 yo woman who had been at it for over 45 years, ushered us into her session room carrying one of those "pocket dogs". As we all sat down she says to me "now I gotta tell you, she doesnt like strangers and she doesnt like men" - I thought, "and shes here why??" - then she exited for a few minutes (I dont remember why) and left the dog on her chair. She was startled to discover when she returned her dog was in my lap. It continued to dumbfound her the entire session. Her dog was even licking the back of my hand.

Ive had many examples like this throughout my life but ill save those for the book ill never write.

Is this a trait that can be learned? Taught?

The ability to see with more than your eyes?

Or is it too contrary to our survival instincts?

Thinking outloud