Lord Gaga

Hi everybody! Here are some pictures I took on my last vacation! My friends and I partied!!! I wore the best lip gloss, but I had to be hospitalized because of a stale batch of botox. I don't know who I am, but I will succeed, because my wig is the right color and religion!!! Common... show some genuine emotion and then your creative effort might possibly have merit. I have heard Lady Gag-uh has been compared to Madonna, and I never thought the day would come when I find myself defending her, but whether you like Madonna's music or not, she is a better singer, and at least pre-cones had the sense to perform decent pop music. I mean pop music is not like constructing a symphony, just learn how to do it right. "puhpuhpuh poker face", my stars and garters....

Whatever the actual reason, ( and I have one that invloves astrology), the great artists of today have not produced anything that I would invest tuppence in. When Kurt Cobain died, there was a graudal dieoff of pop music, some of the talented performers continued on, but by 2000, they were more or less washed up. Movies might well have vanished at some point in the 80s, at least those coming out of Hollywood. TV was finished in the early 2000s, although I have never really expected much from TV.

I am too tired to get inot the reasons now, go read my other posts if you are interested.

Great Quotes: "That which doesn't kill us makes us stronger; that which kills us, kills us"
-or- "That which doesn't kill us can still pitifully demoralize us"
"The early bird catches the worms"
"haste makes paste"
"a penny saved is a penny saved"
"do well unto others regardless of what the hopless self-centered SOBS do to you"
"early to bed, early to rise, makes a man one hell of a boring automaton"
"every cloud has a silver lining, and every silver lining is contained by a cloud"

Cauda Equina Syndrome

Yes, I know what you are saying- one of the greatest bands of the 70s and what a shame they had to die choking on each others' vomit. But what great creative output until they were so cruelly taken away from us. Actually this is just the alarming notice of the week, and I just wanted to let you know in advance, if the next time you see me I am in a wheelchair or whatever. I hurt my back, and of course I am worried about the worst possible thing, even though the symptoms don't exactly fit. I guess the thing that is bothering me the most is that both legs seem to be involved, which suggests to me that the spine in being compressed, or that two discs went nuts at the same time, which doesn't seem too likely. Anyway I will keep you posted, because I know that you care deeply about my health.

Could this be any more fun??? Life is just designed to frustrate, or maybe you are just luckier than I am. It is like pulling teeth to get anything done, you wait and wait for something to go the way you want it- finally things look great. But there is always a deception.. if it was as good as you thought it was, then something must intervene to prevent it from happening- something horrific with your health as an example. Someday you will be happy on this planet, won't you? I am so sure that I will be accused of being a pessimist, but this comes out of long hard thought an experience. I sometimes wish I could forget this point of view, and go back to basking in the glow of the latest excitement, but I can't, and looking back at those times they were short, and always interrupted by miseries of various flavors.

I guess we are just very unfortunate animals. We have the brains to fully understand exactly how damned we are. It would be more fun to be a waterbuffalo. But God will comfort me as I die. Only if he is kind enough to let them shoot me full of Morphine

Abdominal Adhesions

I don't know that this is what I am going to write about, it could just be a marketing ploy. It will have very little to do with abdominal adhesions. I just wanted to let all of my fans know that I think they are forming as we speak, embracing me with their icy tentacles. So if you don't hear from me for a long time, it could be that, or something else.

I found a small lizard the other day. I didn't try to catch him just watched him as he pretended to be a scorpion. He was small and fairly docile, so I left him alone.

I found her on that afternoon we had both expected we would get along. Instead we stayed for dinner. She wouldn't eat anything, just stared at the whole time. What did that mean? What did any of it mean? Could it it be pressed into poetry that she pulled from my core? Now nothing feels beautiful although I can still see beauty. Nothing feels wonderful although I still wonder about everything that you said, and why I was in love with you. There were many others who were better looking, who had a better voice, who even liked me a little. But I loved you, and I always will, no matter how many gods and men tell me I am damned when I see you even in my mind we are always together, no matter who holds you tonight how can I change my very being?


Eyes meet for the first time
Just like the last time
See castles in ruins by the seaside
Four princesses crying for princes
Who have never lived
Or was it in Egypt I held you close
Radiating the warmth of the sand
Close to the life giving river
Drowned in our bliss
We kept returning
And once it was on the hottest day of the year
Sky purple and cloudy
Smell of rain round your ears
I kissed you knowing we would die together
Over and over
In every corner of the universe
Looking for a home
In the unlimited emptiness.


Your turn.