Landfill Buzzard

 

This gal (that I kind of know,/used to work with) who is now working at Dollar Tree, where I get my smokes sometimes (Montego red 100s, cheapest in town), gave me the smoking is bad for me speech. I told her that my Mom had died of small cell carcinoma from smoking, all her life (shit, towards the end Mom was going through the motions and smoking imaginary cigs) and I went on to say that's how I plan on going out too. Shit if I make it to 68 I will be stoked, another 15 years, unless I get hit by a fucking truck.

Was going through some old records of mine to sell, as old Mustard is broke and I got shit to do, like make a trip out to see my Son in North Carolina. Been planning that for some time now but it will be reality in a couple of months. Now that he's got a nice turntable and receiver/amp I send him records about once a month. Anyway, came across this 12", I was "friends" with the singer back when I was on that piece of shit known as facebook, and I gave it a spin. After several years of not listening to it, this is still my favorite tune...

The Rona really did our number on our society (I don't know about wherever yer at, but fucking eh). We have been jacked since 2020 and it just keeps getting worse in terms of what life is like in this country. The Rona ain't going nowhere, it's gonna be just a common thing you can get (and possibly get killed by, especially as you age), just like flu and whatnot. I don't follow any news sources and I certainly don't do social media (shit, I don't even like to text), but I know we are jacked, you can't miss it at the gas pump or supermarket. Worst of all is the asshole levels seem to have grown exponentially, people just ain't nice.

When I was young I was the nicest guy I knew

I thought I was the chosen one

But time went by and I found out a thing or two

My shine wore off as time wore on

I thought that I was living out the perfect life

But in the lonely hours when the truth begins to bite

I thought about the times when I turned my back & stalled

I ain't no nice guy after all

When I was young I was the only game in town

I thought I had it down for sure,

But time went by and I was lost in what I found

The reasons blurred, the way unsure

I thought that I was living life the only way

But as I saw that life was more than day to day

I turned around, I read the writing on the wall

I ain't no nice guy after all

I ain't no nice guy after all

In all the years you spend between your birth and death

You find there's lots of times you should have saved your breath

It comes as quite a shock when that trip leads to fall

One of many shows we played that I have no recollection of...I asked Brian our bass player, "Do you remember this show? I remember the Dread sorta cuz we played with them several times, at least one other time at Angelos...Athena played bass and the singer I remember as being a nice guy. They were kind of a hardcore band weren't they? 23 More Minutes is a total blank...hahahah...were they local or did they come with the Dread? Hmmmm...One Man probably rocked!" Brian's response, "I remember the mckinleyville shows. The dread had that one song about how he was in a bad mood. I used to get loaded with the guitar player. Good times." Good times, indeed...I think.

Probably posted this on the old blog but what the fuck, with lines like, "I'm the dog that ate your birthday cake."

My type of gal (SKATER!) in the 90s (when this picture was taken of Cameron Diaz), would have liked to have had a wake and bake bongload, a cup of coffee and some munchies down at Los Bagels with her...perhaps somewhere down the road a cup of espresso and a hot tub at the Finnish Country Spa, splitting a tab of acid, or better yet, some mushrooms. At 53 it's hard not to be nostalgic, especially when things were so good in my 20s...the first half of that decade. It stopped being cool the day after I got back from my honeymoon in Venezuela...turned into a filthy drunk. The only highlight, after that in my life being the birth of my son...I was fucking there and the first thing he saw was his old man. Almost 26 years later here we are...