My Dirty Life And Times

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Gee! According to this real cool web site, my blog’s rated NC-17.

No shit! Fuck me running!

I don’t really enjoy cursing, and didn’t set out to blog with quite the consistancy and repetition of expletive usage I’ve, so far, found myself using. There’s just something about George Bush, HRC, Barney Frank, Frank Simon, Shirley Q. Liquor and his fans, and other topics that cause me to break out into assholes and shit myself to death.

On the other hand, I take offense to their ratings. There’s no nudity here. No pedophilia, except from Frank Simon’s imagination. No pictures of anyone doing any sort of sex acts with anyone, probably no links to any, either. I don’t believe in coddling or protecting anyone of any age from real-world adult discussion or language, except to the point of respecting the choices of their parents. Still, I think I deserve an R, at the very least.

The problem is a simple one: our lives and times demand foul language, because of the foul countenances, personalities, and acts whose behavior affects said lives.

Some days I feel like my shadow’s casting me
Some days the sun don’t shine
Sometimes I wonder what tomorrow’s gonna bring
When I think about my dirty life and times

One day I came to a fork in the road
Folks, I just couldn’t go where I was told
Now they’ll hunt me down and hang me for my crimes
If I tell about my dirty life and times

I had someone ’til she went out for a stroll
Should have run after her
It’s hard to find a girl with a heart of gold
When you’re living in a four-letter world

And if she won’t love me then her sister will
She’s from Say-one-thing-and-mean-another’s-ville
And she can’t seem to make up her mind
When she hears about my dirty life and times

Some days I feel like my shadow’s casting me
Some days the sun don’t shine
Sometimes I wonder why I’m still running free
All up and down the line

Gets a little lonely, folks, you know what I mean
I’m looking for a woman with low self-esteem
To lay me out and ease my worried mind
While I’m winding down my dirty life and times

Who’ll lay me out and ease my worried mind
While I’m winding down my dirty life and times

Dirty Life and Times” – Warren Zevon

Zevon wrote and played this great song on his final album, the one he cut when he was dying of cancer. In a way, something out there in this world is always out there, waiting to kill us, whether it means to or not.

Which is why I’m a polar bear.

Kill me? You might. You might also die trying.

My goal in life is this: if you try to kill me, I’ll take you, and your family, out with me. That’s the bottom line.

PB

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