Below, you’ll find the lyrics for “Fling Some Poop”, which I wrote here in this blog. It was originally inspired by the actions of certain unnamed individuals of the zoo variety, which is to say, “monkeys”. Actually, I’ve seen and studied many primates, and they all pretty much seem to do the same things, and clearly for the same reasons. Continue reading
I’ll start off tonight’s lineup with “Nothing Up There”, a song about the AAP/UFO hearings in Congress yesterday. It was pretty revealing, but nothing specific was said about aliens walking among us, so for the moment, we’re safe, huh?
As I’ve mentioned before, it takes 24 hours for Suno to assemble-edit the video, so I can’t post the results here on this page, not today, I can’t. Not til tomorrow. Continue reading
This is a new post which I have added according to the instructions on the prompt page of this wordpress application. I hope you enjoy it:
So, I understand your concerns about recent political developments, especially regarding mass deportations and potential changes to Social Security and Medicare. You are not alone in your worry — you have at least 100 million people just as apprehensive. Okay, let’s break down these issues: Continue reading
I’m looking forward to my songwriting nights — it’s not the live band, but we can’t do that anymore without risk, so online and suno style will have to do.
I knew a lot of songwriters back in the day — Boyce and Hart, Harry Nilsson, Randy Newman and many, many more, and they all had one thing in common — the band is the band.
If you have a live band, you’re stuck with their particular talents and styles, and that’s what comes out. You have no control, typically, over that. The band is the band. Continue reading
Yes, definitely, run for the hills — the tardigrades are coming, and they’re mad!
They’ve lived peacefully on Island Earth for many millions of years, and along comes the human creatures that invented mutual Annihilation as a viable national policy. Continue reading
So where was I when I so rudely interrupted myself? Oh, yes… I remember now. The question was, “What the hell are we going to do now?”, right?
Well, I’ll tell you — exactly nothing. Continue reading
It’s all about the tips and the tip jars, when you’re working 14 hours a day on minimum wage and you’re serving scalding hot coffee to a table-full of wiseguy cheapskates at 3 am in the morning.
It’s tempting to have an accident with the coffee, but you don’t — you remain calm and carry on, serving the coffee without spilling a drop, and that’s exactly what you’re going to do during the “Evil Times Ahead, Please slow down to 35 MPH until the speed barriers have been crossed”.
So I figure that we’ve got a couple of months to figure out what to do with the rest of our lives before the trucks come to take us away — and I have a plan. Continue reading
The main thing is to stay in your home without ever leaving it — even for a minute —Â and to have enough food and water on hand to enable you and your family to survive for the next twelve years. Everything else is negotiable.
Why twelve years? I’ve told you many times before why — there’s a big chunk of meteorite heading this way, and nobody will be in a mood to cooperate enough to fight it.
You really need to read my books to get my jokes. Continue reading
For several years now, I have pondered the issue of psychic readings for publication, although in my books, I often will prognosticate rather freely, as is my wont. (look it up) I decided to experiment with these publishable readings — please let me know if you want more of them … although, I should know, huh? Continue reading
Something I’ve noticed and will share with you is that with all the fluctuations of gold, silver, platinum and U.S. dollars, there’s one thing that stays on a value curve, disregarding the explosive political, economic and cultural fluctuations that inevitably occur in any administration, and that’s high-grade fine art by a recognized master. I’ll elaborate on this theme: