Your sweet ass has about the same integrity as all the other bullshit I see (and sometimes even read) every motherfuckin day on this Internet we find one another on… Source verified as original by way of alcohol.

Nice fuckin job, eh…

Harriet’s 168th. birthday party with Steve Irwin.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD9M_WCXn3s

Because I have a “thing” about having those little floor-crunchies on my feet. Floating flooring is nice, but every little thing lays right on top of it… So instead of constantly dusting the bottoms of my feet off on my calves, I just throw on some house shoes. Freshly cleaned floors excepted.

That’s true… And what I was (jokingly) referencing…

But, my Dad’s mother, my Granny…

She was a natural Lefty…

And musically inclined…

Her Daddy slacked the strings on the family guitar before he left for work…

She figured out how to tune that instrument…

Those in her church, later, made fun of her for playing backwards chords, because she was a lefty. .

She learned to play the other way, too… And she taught me both…

There’s so many sides and nuances to every thought in our lives…

It was a harmless joke, but it has roots in my reality…

This shit is so often much deeper than we think…

You made a fuckin hell of a statement, but it’s without context or understanding…

I was just making an off-handed joke…

There is a fucking shitload of lefties in baseball… Because it fucks with the righties when they’re batting…

Baseball?

Ni!

That’s a damn good one…

That’s exactly what a fuckin boozer would say, also.

Although… I’ve been drinking since about October o’clock… so, what the fuck would I know about it, anyways.

(I say: they can stop anytime you want me to.)

Cheers!

Merry Axemas from '97. Vai, Satch, Eric Johnson, Kenny Wayne Shepherd, Jeff Beck, &c… I think there were a couple later ones, too. I just remember having the first one. It’s pretty decent, though.

Catching a fish. Even seeing someone else catch a fish, especially kids catching fish. There’s nothing else quite like it. Pure excitement and joy.

And has realized that she left nothing behind… Other than compliance to Her Man…

Some like it like that, eh?

Baby, I feel like I been cat-grooming a fuckin Snatchsquatch. I got hot towels, a basin of hot water, clippers and a razor. Spread em. I’m killing that fuckin thing.

I’m a top righter. Reckon I’m old.

Also Sprach Zarathustra. (Thus Spake Zarathustra) very overused, but one of the greatest pieces of music in all of history.

O, what dark times… When passing ruffians can say “Ni!” …at will, to old ladies.