Ain't This Some Shit?

April 11th, Friday... I was on my Facebook account and saw a picture of a woman I went to college with. I started laughing because the last conversation we had, we established that we would go to the movies together. We never kept the date! Why?
She's attractive, still. She has done well in her life. I thought we might get along... Then I remembered what she said that turned me off! Paraphrasing, she made the comment that we could go out but I should not entertain the idea that I could get in her pants! Whoa...WTF!
First of all, I could NEVER get into her pants. I am much bigger and taller than her. Secondly, what is so special about her pants that would make me want to get into them? I am thinking that one's personality would be the primary to attract me to even consider wanting to have sex with her. To display such arrogance as a prerequisite to wanting to have sex is a misnomer. I'm thinking that mood lighting, some alcoholic libation, and some sexy talk would do it for me! But to assume that I want your ass is one thing and to turn me down before I even asked is yet another (thing).
I am older, smarter, and much wiser than I was in college. I'm too old to chase women, now, even know that is the assumed rule of the game. I'm from the Richard Pryor school of sex. Outside of having sex with the women I have had, there is no sex as good as my hand!

Shit Happens

August 27th, Monday... I just watched a video of a woman demonstrating how to put a condom on a man's penis with her mouth! C'mon...
My question is how come I don't personally know ANY women like that? The love and care she took in explaining the process and actually doing it (on a dildo) proved to me that she would be an excellent girlfriend!
I have come to understand something as an older man. I realize why older men like younger women. Older women seem to just take on more BS than is required to live life. It's like the older they get, the more shit they have to do. I was married once and it did not work. Some years passed and I started thinking that I wanted to get married again. Then I got re-aquainted with a woman I dated a long time ago! We talked about getting married and living this beautiful life together... What a crock of shit that was! I do not know what prompted me to even think that way. But I'll tell you this: I'm not thinking that way anymore!With the agenda she presented to me... Oh hell no!
I am sure that there might be someone who will disagree with what I just wrote, if read at all, but this is my experience. For those who like to rock, I salute you! And, if I ever get so desparate where sex becomes a problem, I do have a porno collection! Oh yeah...

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November 30th, Wednesday... I said it! I said it to a friend of mine that another pedophilia situation would come up after the Penn State thing and here it is! This is going to sound real weird but parents don't have a clue what they are releasing their kids to when athletes are recruited and exploited by major universities. Hell, these days it is just college period! Just this year two females were killed on campus at two different colleges in the state of Maryland.
How sad is it to think that you allowed your son to go to a school to aid in his becoming a man and he comes back a... well... violated? Or, your daughter goes away and never comes back home? Sure parents send their kids away to college to get rid of them but they don't want to (really) get rid of them!
And... and... What the hell is this shit? Old, prune faced freaks preying on youngin's? Are you kidding me? Outside of what has been revealed, my fear is that it is STILL going on somewhere! When caught, what should be done with them? Screw rehab! (Pun intended!) Jail the freak and subject his ass to the realm of possibilities! (Pun intended again!) "Allegedly."

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Monday, September 22nd.../ Why is there so much contention between men and women? You would think that people who were built and put on the planet to co-exist, in harmony, would co-exist in harmony. There are arguments, disagreements, discord...( I know, discord and disagreement mean the same thing. That's the point!) There is divorce, the excrement of marriage... (Are you shittin' me?) We get married to get a divorce... We cannot see eye to eye with the one we supposedly love and want to spend the rest of our lives with. Go figure. The man-woman thing is so played out that the same gender love thing wants equal recognition because it is a viable option. When did that come into play? Whether it is right or wrong is not my call. Personally, I don't care. It is just puzzling to me why the master plan is not working. I was married once and my marriage did not work for me. Wait a minute... It just came to me why my marriage did not work! It did not work because it WAS work! I get it now. I was supposed to go to work, then come home and work some more! What was I thinking? Why did I get married for love, sex, and pleasure? I went about it all wrong. My thinking was flawed. I was supposed to work at my marriage and accumulate things and pay bills and be satisfied with that until I got old and gray and TIRED! I was supposed to look back on all that I had aquired and relish in it. So I contributed to my confusion. Now I am old, quasi-gray, TIRED and I look back and I have nothing to relish in... Except my misery. I have no job, no house, no car. I will never marry again and I don't believe in same gender sex so what's left? I know... I'll blog!

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Thursday, July 24th... Last night I watched a documentary CNN did called "Black In America" and I wondered, "why is Black life in America so fucked up?" Why did Blacks have to be schlepped on a boat from Africa to live in this bullshit? Whose bright idea was that? (Well, we know whose idea it was!) It's like it does not matter if you have money, mean and opportunity or if you are broke as hell with no place to go, the quality of life for Blacks is a pain in the ass! Maybe it's me but I find it strange that the color of someones skin can create such a prejudice, and, yet there is this mad rush to tan at every opportunity. Is it jealousy and payback for said jealousy? I mean, if there is a GOD in Heaven and He?/She?/Whatever? and there is a devoted belief to said GOD,and the belief that GOD created the Earth, shouldn't ones discontent be directed to the Creator and not a race of people? I don't get it! I guess that's why politics was created. A system had to be in place to lay the blame on when shit goes down. Politics is like the invisible man that takes the heat for said screw up yet nothing can be done about the screw up because you have to be able to prove who did it; but, it's not clear who is guilty. And, it's justified because it's just the politics of it! I gotta tell ya, my hat is off to the fore fathers who thought this shit up. How cool was it to be able to enslave a race of people, ship them to a foreign land, incarcerate them, be married and also have a concubine, have bucknaked sex with your slave whenever you feel like it in front of your wife, get your frustrations off (when your wife would not give it to you because you had bucknaked sex with your slave in front of her) by beating the crap out of your male slaves, and blame the whole twisted mindset on the politics of the times! AND, the psychological damage that resulted from such behavior has had a lasting effect from generation to generation of Blacks... WOW! AND...AND... It's not getting any better and won't get any better. If there is an "after life," is the same system in place for a Black's soul to endure the same treatment all over again? Is there such a thing as "Eternal Torture?" I mean, will my soul be able to get a one bedroom apartment for $700.00 a month or will gentification set in and my soul will be tossed out on its ass... Kicked to the curb as it were? Oy!

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Wednesday, July 23rd... I was writing to a friend and I was telling her that I'm thinking about going into advertising. My plan is to use the advertising game to get into the movie business. I'm gonna move to Cali and get a job wearing a sandwich board for a fast food restaurant like El Pollo Loco while looking for acting jobs by signing up as an "extra." I could play roles like being an old vagabond. As I work my way up the food chain, I would get to meet some shady producer, whose office is on Hollywood Blvd somewhere. Yeah... I can see it now! It would be a rags to riches story that would add to the already interesting chapters that is my life! Then, I would pitch my blockbuster idea! Picture this...(Put your hands up and make a frame with your thumbs and pointer fingers!)A Rupal type character, on crack, in a movie titled Transvestites: Fact or Fiction... (It could be a documentary!) A griping tale of a schitzo tranny finding both his/her inner chi at the exact same time and the conflicts it causes him/her. (By conflict I mean something like going into a men's room, dressed beautifully in a white dress, at a public place and using the urinal while suddenly being attacked by Mother Nature w/out having a tampon to fit into a huge phallic penis!) The camera would capture every moment in his/her life... Where he/ she eats, sleeps, hangs out. His/her friends... The parties, the pitfalls... His/her sex life! Imagine how awkward his/her sex life would be? I would interview and find out what his/her family thought about his/her sex life? I would interview former Johns... I would interview his high school sweetheart and find out what she thought of his lifestyle and if there were any signs of his/her inner conflicts back in the day. Things like if they fought over makeup or clothing! Imagine seeing this in an IMAX theatre! His/her living condition when the bottom falls out. Imagine the squaler...the violence... What do you think? A little too John Waters?

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Well, well, well... "Oh how the mighty have fallen!" What kind of buffoon government is New York running? A self-righteous governor caught in a sex scandal while basking in the glow of having the rep for being a muckracker? Are you kidding me? What the hell is going on? I used to have faith in men in power in government. No, they have not done a damned thing for me, personally, but I marveled in the fact that they had the balls to run for public office and act like they are in charge. When 9/11 happened, the Mayor of New York City showed up, like he was supposed to and did what everybody else did. He stood there in wonderment just like every other New Yorker... Fast forward, he tried to use his showing up at the World Trade site, on that fateful day, as a platform to convince the American public that he is the right man for the Republican nomination to become the President of the United States because he had an astute point of view on terrorism! BALLS! It takes iron testicles to be able to even think that you can be that way and pull it off while getting the drop on the American public. (Is it a coincidence that he dropped out of the race early?) I could never even consider allowing my mind to wander in that territory. So now "The Governor" as it were, spent "cheddah" in the neighborhood of $80,000.00 for some booty when he had a perfectly good booty at home that he could have gotten for the price of... let's say... a bag of groceries? C'mon man, do the math! Am I the only one laughing? This is "real" reality tv comedy going on! If a sit-com is not developed from this premise, it is not even worth buying a new flat screen in HD. And, now we have "a brotha" vying for the Democratic nomination for President. I'm sorry but a blackman running for president is not as absurd as a governor paying $80,000.00 for a piece of ass! Damn, now I'm priced out of the market!