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Surviving the System
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Moorbey Nominated Me for the Versatile Blogger Award
Sending gratitude out to Moorbey over at Moorbey’z Blog for awarding me the Versatile Blogger award. If you haven’t checked out his site please head over and have a look around. I’m truly honored to have received this award from such a passionate and empowered individual.
THE RULES:
1-Thank and link back to the person who awarded you.
2-Nominate 15 bloggers for The Versatile Blogger Award and include a link to their site (and tell them that you have nominated them).
3-State 7 things about yourself.
7 THINGS ABOUT ME:
1. I used to have a problem with authority, now I just call it living against the grain
2. I grew up in Los Angeles and now live in a small Texas town
3. I drink crazy strong coffee
4. I just finished coaching my first season of U8 soccer
5. I’ve got two screenplay projects in development
6. Actively looking for distribution channels to get my book into foster kids’ hands
7. Goals: set up a global organization for lifetime mentoring for foster kids and set up a global organization for investigating and filing charges against those that prey on foster kids
MY NOMINATIONS:
1. http://becomingcliche.wordpress.com/
2. http://lifewithpethairhairballs.wordpress.com/
4. http://ashadeofpen.wordpress.com/
6. http://myparentsarecrazierthanyours.com/
7. http://waywardspirit.wordpress.com/
8. http://mymeanderingtrail.com/
9. http://funkangeles.wordpress.com/
10. http://adoptiveperspective.wordpress.com/
11. http://festivalking.wordpress.com/
12. http://palestinerose.wordpress.com/
13. http://vodkawasmymuse.wordpress.com/
14. http://jamesthedriver.wordpress.com/
15. http://merryfrolics.wordpress.com/
Congratulations to all the nominees!
Never Too Late
Under the sun
Looking for fun
Flirting with the sea of darkness
Take drink
Try not to sink
Escaping into the sea of darkness
All your troubles
Tiny air bubbles
Sinking into the sea of darkness
Take a toot
Soul becomes mute
Drowning in the sea of darkness
Out of the dark
Come the sharks
Prowling in the sea of darkness
In the midst of strife
Better fight for your life
In the sea of darkness
Illicit bait
Opens the gates
Into the sea of darkness
Don’t be confused
As you’re consumed
In the sea of darkness
It was your sin
Jumping in
Into the sea of darkness
Open your eyes
And begin to rise
Out of the sea of darkness
Cut your ties
To all the lies
Trapping you in the sea of darkness
It’s never too late
To change your fate
Concerning the sea of darkness
On The Road Again
Flying down the road
The kids think I’m a troll
Because I’ll only play rock and roll
I sing loud and proud
I like the windows down
Still everybody frowns
They all want to hear one thing
And it’s not music from the king
I raised them on Miles and Coltrane
Mozart and Beethoven
Elvis and Frank
When did their musical tastes tank
They are fanatics about country
Since some of those weenies
Started wearing beanies
I would rather commit harry carry
Than listen to those fairies
About dirt and trucks
And dogs wagging their tails for good luck
I would rather stab myself in the neck
Than to sit back and say what the heck
I was told
I’m just getting old
Better roll up the windows before you catch a cold
Just another old man
Driving a bunch of kids in a mini van
Getting Caught
Beware of the energy vamp
Beware of where they camp
They are looking for you
To turn your mind into goo
With their senseless stories
Feels like your head’s been hit by a lorry
Over and over again
The pain never seems to end
All that useless chatter
What does it really matter
On and on, and on and on they go
Where they stop nobody knows
They’re filling my head full of junk
It’s putting me in a funk
None of it makes any sense
Is there a way to build a mental fence
To stop the onslaught
I’m always getting caught
How does speech
Morph into a leech
To tap you dry
I’m gonna cry
Not really
I’m just being silly
They all need a group hug
And a big sloppy kiss on the mug
I almost forgot to mention
They need YOUR attention
This is a public service announcement from potentially disruptive.
The Procrastinators Slogan
Mean and Green
The wife and I watched Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead
It got stuck in her head
It’s all about juice fasting
Guess who she’s casting
Me
I’m going on a juice fast
She says it’s gonna be a blast
I’m sipping a glass of green yuk
What the #@!$
It already started — no way!
Not a month of drinking hay
But I still get coffee for a week
Ah, she’s so sweet
My little wife
Doing her best to extend my life
But I’m not taking meds
I’m not half dead
I’m not fat and slow
I’m always on the go
Why did the Australian make that show
Now all my food has to go
Why wasn’t it on beer and wine
Now that would be a good time
Let Your Fear Disappear
Let’s be clear
On the topic of fear
Is it the dark
Is it the fact
Everyone thinks you’re a mark
Nobody has your back
When you’re attacked
Living in that home
Wishing everyone would leave you alone
You’re thinking Darwin was right
The pecking order requires you to fight
Again and again
That revolving door seems to never end
The key to success is finding a friend
There is someone around you can trust
This action is a must
Be careful who you pick
Don’t fall for a trick
Look for somebody your own age
Don’t feed in to each other’s rage
The answer is not a gun
The question is
How do you have fun
The more you laugh
The more you smile
The more you reject
The system’s bile
It keeps your heart clean
Which stops you from being mean
It’s not cool to fail
It’s not cool to go to jail
It doesn’t make you tough
It’s just a bunch of fluff
Coming from kids that are confused
Don’t be that muse
I’ll tell you what’s tight
Standing up for what’s right
Have fun and keep your mind clear
And watch your fear disappear
Just Say NO to Mayo
It all started when I sold my motorcycle
For a one-way ticket to the British Isles
I was following a girl
Who went to university in Leeds
She wanted to become a barrister
To fight for women’s needs
I stayed in the south where I could make some cash
I was heading up north for my birthday bash
There was a deep pain in my stomach
I was curled up feeling sad
That mayo on my sandwich must have been bad
My stomach hurt for three days
I went to the doctor
Amazed I didn’t have to pay
Boarding British rail
I was on my way
To see my friend
I could not wait
Arriving at our destination
Six hours late
I didn’t really mind
Until a bottle of wine
Got busted in my nap sack
Going through the turn style
I heard a whack
All my stuff was wet
Still I didn’t fret
I was too excited to see my friend
Plus my stomach was on the mend
I was feeling great
We put my stuff in the wash
And went out and on our date
I hadn’t eaten in days
So a big meal I ate
Walking on the way home
My stomach groaned
I picked up the pace
She said this isn’t a race
You don’t understand I have to go
Please don’t walk so slow
Squeezing my cheeks
Moving my feet
I made it to the door
Half way up the stairs
This isn’t fair
Everything came rushing out
The look on her face
Was like she just got maced
She was pretty clever
Hosing me off in that cold weather
Later that night I tried to get frisky
She said the world doesn’t contain enough whisky