Musings of a Madman

Gonna catch for hell for this posts, amongst the others too, but here goes... The other day I was interacting with other passengers on Spaceship as I do any other day. I thought that raced through my mind when I received more props on my comedic, energetic personality - Why not one night?

Yes, yes. I realize those are called one-night stands. That's not what I'm eluding to.
And no, not a "hall pass" either.

What I'm proposing is one night with someone that you have a true connection with.

"Shakin' The Wheels" by Chase Rice

Baby, I’ve seen the look in your eye

You try to cover it up, there ain’t no disguise to hide

What’s goin’ on right here

So come on girl, what do you say?

We head for 11 south in my Chevrolet

Hop in the back, it ain’t no crime

If I get to know all of your tan lines

[chorus]

Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road

Wastin’ no time, foggin’ up the windows

I never thought I’d see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun

But there you go again, doin’ your thing

And you know how to do it if you know what I mean

Baby buckle up tight tonight it’s you and me

Shakin’ the wheels off of my Chevy

Look out girl, we got the whole town talkin’

Everybody’s warnin’ we shouldn’t wondered, look

What’s goin’ on down that road?

But I saw a little secret or a little thing

You could call it love but you could call it a fling

All I know is this sure as hell feels right

When my truck hits park under that moonlight

[chorus]

Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road

Wastin’ no time, foggin’ up the windows

I never thought I’d see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun

But there you go again, doin’ your thing

And you know how to do it if you know what I mean

Baby buckle up tight tonight it’s you and me

Shakin’ the wheels off of my Chevy

[?]

Yea, we movin’ pretty fast

Girl, the way you’re lookin’ at my care a lot I’m sure

Right now you know I just hate holdin’ back

[chorus]

Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road

Fingers slingin’ through the fog on the windows

I never thought I’d see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun

But there you go again, doin’ your thing

And you know how to do it if you know what I mean

Baby buckle up tight tonight it’s you and me

Shakin’ the wheels off of my Chevy

Shake it girl, come on

[?] so much

Come on, get out of here

Let’s shake ‘em off girl

Manic Monday, Terrible Tuesday, Wonderful Wednesday, Throwback Thursday, and Finally Friday

What a roller coaster week I have had! To start off the week was a manic Monday. After work on Monday , I did a WinCo run with WCP. Always entertaining. Tuesday was terrible. Started off by being tardy for work, so I treated myself to Tully's before posting up. And... in my experience, when you start off a day like that, any attempt to speed up or make up that half-step, half-tick, never happens. For inexplicable reason, you are now out-of-step with the Universe, and like fucking hell you're gonna make it back up. Never. Fails. I was late to meetings, I was late to a gym class I'm regularly early for, and the list goes on. In fact, I decided on that day instead of seeking out my dream girl of a svelte body, superior intelligence, endless energy, and with a litany of characteristics to make any fairy godmother proud I made the wide-sweeping declaration that I wanted this instead. A 2-ton, yoga pants wearing, 45 year old, bitter, divorcee that is one more named cat f

Thank You!

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Let's Dance

The other week, I was driving to my 2 nd job at Malarky’s Sports Grill. Wednesday to be exact. I noticed a man standing at a bus sign waiting for a bus. I recognized the man right away. It was Kenny, The Dancing Wild Man of Factoria. It’d been a minute since I’ve seen him on the streets of Issaquah, I was growing concerned that something awful happened to him. I was thankful to find him once again, and within the same area I “met” him the first time… hilarious story. I remember distinctively. It was my first summer I spent in Issaquah. The sun was out, so relatively warm. I was bombing around in the Sapphire Sled [an arctic blue, 2004 Acura RSX Type S] with the windows down, the tunes up. I was stopped at the traffic light on the corner of Front Street and NW Gilman Blvd; the busiest intersection. From out-the-cuts, I heard someone screaming! I pull off my shades immediately. I whip my head around trying to seek out the source of the noise. I turn down the radio as I desper

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