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February 16, 2016

And Glen Frey too

I’ve been about this song all week, or at least since Glen Frey died (short term memory is sort of overshadowed by teeth). This song has significance for me. Like a lot of songs it’s loosely rel...


I was watching a bob Marley documentary. I know, what the fuck does Richard Thompson have to do with Bob Marley? I don’t know, but neither do you. I like Richard Thompson and bob Marley for diff...


February 14, 2016

More bitching

Did some internet research this morning on dentures. Funny, in the bad old days I had more trust in internet research, especially when there were dos based text only newsgroups. Now that any idio...


Yeah, I picked the above song because today is Saturday and the above song is the first Saturday song I think of. I’ve made mixed tapes doing days of the week which is why I left out past perfec...


February 12, 2016

Of thee I sing

Every so often I call myself a patriot. 1) Because I am and 2) because it is not immediately apparent because I remain far left during a time when most are trying to cringe in the middle and the ...


February 10, 2016

Post Op

Fuck you. Why would I type that to you nice people? And the rest of you? Because I can’t say it, it comes out like fluck ewww. How do people do anything with partial dentures? I’m sure they’ll ma...


February 08, 2016

So, I was thinking ...

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking today. Yeah, I know, usually that’s followed by some confession or a break up or just, I don’t know, something. Doing a lot of thinking doesn’t need a preamble. ...


February 08, 2016

And another thing

And another that bugs me about Viagra commercials (I’m sure that conversation started somewhere in the last 100 entries) is “Ask your doctor if your heart is safe enough for sex.” I know it’s emb...


February 07, 2016

Radhe radhe radhe shyam

No, you shut up, it grows on you after the first couple of hours. I was sitting here watching some awful movie and thinking about Jesus’ last name and Conan’s last name. The Barbarian would be a...


February 07, 2016

Because time is money

You know how your friends are always being sexually lured by some loser and you have to say something cumbersome like “wooed by a jag off” or “brought home by the bacon” or, you know, stuff like ...


February 05, 2016

Mini rant Chi-raq

Blunt force trauma. That’s my three word movie review for Chi-raq. I feel like I was clubbed with a clumsy hammer made of recycled wood and bog iron. Sorry, that was too complicated. Hit in head,...


February 04, 2016

Refill your wiper fluid

It’s been a while since I posted this song, um, ^^^ that song. Five times a decade maybe. So probably not on prosebox at all, which probably means it hasn’t been here at all. The vast majority o...


I’ve spent fifteen minutes each hour for the last few hours rearranging clutter. Jesus on a jumping jack that’s a poorly crafted sentence. I’ve been trying to clean shit up in small bursts, and, ...


Spring like today. Gray, rainy and 48 degrees. Farenheit. I saw a hawk stalk a sandwich delivery guy. I saw a corpulent fellow jogging slower than a walk, nice shoes. I did not see a white ladder...


January 30, 2016

Shoe saga comes to fruition

The end of the shoe saga. The most current one. Although I don’t anticipate ever being engaged in another shoe saga that involves missing my address by a thousand miles, I am loathe to rule it ou...


January 30, 2016

Shoes and FLA

My shoes came back from vacation. I don’t know if I told y’all this or not, it’s easier to tell again than look backwards, I know for sure I didn’t tell you the end because it just happened. Not ...


“ It’s been a long time since I posted a picture here, hope it works. Well, I guess if you’re reading this it worked, the question is how much cussing did it take. Who the fuck knows. I was getti...


Already been a long day and I’ve already napped once. Oh, it’s 1230ish EST. Or it is when I’m starting this whatever the hell this will be. I’ve become so very prosaic I need to toss an anchor ou...


“Peace is not the absence of conflict, it is the presence of God” I’d attribute the quote but I don’t know where it comes from. Ok, I know where it came to me from, but I’ve never cited a wall ha...


The most significant things that happened today were unexpected. I think that’s almost always the case, probably always the case but I hate to think in terms of absolutes. That’s not true, I migh...


January 24, 2016

WTFDHK?

I had a story. I mean I just had one, it was more ephemeral than empirical, and now it’s gone. In the last few years I find myself typing the phrase ‘I mean’ often, and the words probably and lik...


January 23, 2016

That's what I was saying

Today is a different day, from yesterday I mean, but it works however you want it mean. Chronologically, the way we keep time, even if we live in the bush and count time with green ants on a stic...


January 23, 2016

Long one

Perhaps I did nothing at all today. Sure feels like it. I guess I wondered what the fucking deal is with cell phone advertisements these days. I mean I remember when they use to have phones in th...


Let’s pretend that this is like writing an entry, ok? Oh, wait, I do have a thing or two. I have Fred flintone stone feet, wide, short, flat and good for make the car go even with cargo. So, one...


By a show of hands how many of y’all watch tv on your computers from your cable tv networks provider? Oh, shit. If I’d known that I’d probably still write this entry, as is evidenced by my writin...


Book Description

Thought I’d change the title. Some of my best friends are white girls. 95 percent of my friends are in cars going fast.
But perhaps For White Girls In Cars Going Fast was offensive. White girls can call each white girls, but I think we’re supposed to refer to them as pigment challenged Americans, which must confuse the hell out of the Brits, Aussies, and other such nationals on this site, e,g, “My pigmentation is fine and I’m a Not American American.”