Every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not; oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Good ole Micky/Patrick/asshole is so dependable. It is a guarantee that he will raise his ugly head and spread his sick regurgitation almost as sure as some deadly virus or plague. Unlike a virus or a plague it is so easy to lock this piece of regurgitation out by just enabling comment moderation. Yeah, that's the ticket. And I love the reject button. Oh if it were only as easy to lock other disgusting things from our lives, but I gladly settle for comment moderation. It is just the most pleasant way to say "FUCK OFF ASSHOLE" A friend of mine says to just ignore it and it will go away. But ya know, I just sort of enjoy and revel in the fact that he can't get in. To quote the Devil from Down Under - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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Yesterday I saw a really neat movie "Brick Lane" about a Muslim family in London both before and after 9/11. Today I saw "Hellboy 2. Ho Hum. Shoulda vaited for der dvd. The characters from Trollsville reminded me of some of those in Pan's Labyrinth which is a movie I really enjoyed. Oh well, win some.
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And another great day is just ticking away. As I type there is one hour and 33 minutes left of July 16 2008. Hooray, another day of sobriety. It just doesn't get any better than that.
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Today I am grateful for:
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God, my Higher Power.
My Sobriety.
Mamie, my doggie.
My sponsor.
The countdown to 01/20/09.
A free country to live in and speak my mind.
To remember that when someone tells me if I don't agree with them to move to another country and their right to say that.
My friends and our wide variety of opinions.
Love and tolerance is our code.
Tomorrow becoming Today
For today becoming yesterday with it memories, or not.
Tomorrow will take care of itself, if I just live in today.
Daily spiritual experiences.
Daily comments on my blog.
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Y'all be pretty now, ya heah.
4 comments:
Hi Zane.
Jabber?
Give us this day our daily comments.
I think are supposed to feel sorry for him...about the orphange and stuff. But I'm sure his Mama just lost her mind when he started saying the same thing 32 times in a row with out a single original thought of his own. She finally had to say "Listen here little Holy One of God...or whatever you are calling yourself this week. I'm going to the store, I'll be back in just a few minutes"
He's been looking out that same damn window ever since.
Have a wonderful day Mr. Zane.
YO MICKY- SUCK THIS !
Love ya ZaneBaby! You're the best!
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