Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

I thought you were gonna say Theif of Hearts.

no nothing like that. I'm feeling pretty good now though. I spent the first half of the week seeing old friends, drinking to wee hours and sleeping on couches. Monday i had some drinks with jack and kelley. yeah i know, wierd timing. but i gave her a call in my many searches for ears and it turned out she was in sconnie...jack's been a good sport but i think all the relationship conversations i've had with whatever girl we are drinking with is wearing on him. since he declared "Enough!" and preceeded to try to hunt down ya ya. but i've started eating now and sleeping. now i've got to start working out, cutting out the smoking in order to make myself presentable to the opposite sex. and my pending ex-wife told me about her crush... didn't surprise me at all. no wonder i couldn't stand the guy. and you know your marriage is doomed when you believe your wife is interested in someone and it's not the straying heart but the blow to your male ego that really bothers you. iv'e been called selfish by many women this week, but what is selfishness? anyone care to answer that one?

Not going down and farting in bed.

well i love to go down but, I've been known drop sometimes, what with the vegetarian diet and all. I'll work on that!

well that's still better than dropping while they are down.

Ah hell, who cares, vegetarians are supposed to taste better, so it ought to balance out, Jake. I want you to talk more about Bukowski though. I've got a crush on someone who likes Bukowski and I know next to nothing about him, other than seeing his name here and there in "alternative" bookstores and such. I'll post in the literary section and you can talk about him there if you want.

Well you know me I think music is the cure to all pain, so instead of "drink up" I'll just advise you to "listen up"!

I think of you too, McC.

Okay the cat downstairs is making weird noises...

Hey and what's this with the SKA track called "Married Too Young"???? Are you sure you don't mean the classic song by The Specials called "Too Much Too Young"? Wow, what a song you can DANCE to!

"You've done too much/
Much too young/
Now you're married with a kid/
when you should be having fun with ME!"

Man I gotta play that now.

yeah that's it, it is a fucking great song with sad lyrics but it puts the jumping beans in your pants and makes you get off your ass and dance to world because it captures that we have nothing and the world sucks but come on man have fun. That's SKA for you... when it is good it is very good and when it is not it is fat madness shit that I never really got into. But who is the singer of Bad Manners?

Buster Bloodvessel

i have been thinking about that since bf jake brought that one up. my thoughts went in circles until i remembered the aphorism which i think i have mentioned here before, by oscar wilde, whereas there are no good or bad people, but only charming or uncharming people.

obviously there is nothing even remotely charming about non-reciprocal oral sex, but i think there are ways to hide or even disguise flatulance with some well-chosen words. you could say you were merely trying to gas the mosquitos hovering up there at the ceiling. or, better, as i think jp donleavy put it, say something like "in a heavenly moment my body speaks when my mind can think of no fitting expression". of course you can always blame it on the dog but of course, should you be a real stinker, fido will begone when you start farting so that might not be a good excuse.

i have been on the phone to bfj for the last 3 hours and he is sitting the pub. and now he is talking the bartender. and i am playing the music. to make happen. and this morning i woke up with a bad mood. but now i am okay.


drinking and thinking.

i love you bfj.

m ward......

all right, great i am back online after 3 weeks with no internet, the fetal divorce, having my car broken into and all my shit stolen, then being hit by a car, etc...

so i guess maybe things are looking up for me, i mean my legs aren't broken, and i haven't lost all my looks. And dammit thank god my pancreaus (sic?) hasn't exploded...yet.