No, I’m NOT going to get sucked back into writing a daily blog every single day. But, that said, which I just did, I’ve decided in lieu of just getting stoned every day on some really good weed, which I can’t afford, I might as well get a different kind of high, (much cheaper) by writing every now and then if something enters my feeble mind.
Along with the strange discovery that even though I have not written a blog since October 1st, people are still reading stuff that I’ve posted eons ago. Go figure. Boy some of you really need to get a freakin’ life if you have nothing better to do than read all of that crap I’ve written the past five years.
But..um…..thanks. Appreciate that you’re actually doing that. So, as long as you have nothing better to do than read that stuff, I figured every now and then I’d throw something new in, such as today, when I was extremely bored, along with the fact that my other half keeps bugging me to go out in the back yard and try to capture a pesky mole that’s tearing up our lawn. Writing is a perfect excuse for not getting into mole hunting.
So today what struck me was the various photos and artwork that we have in our abode. Some really nice stuff, some, not so much.
(art thieves, forget it, nothing we have hanging in our house is worth a f**k)
I’m sure a lot of you have paintings hanging on walls and a gazillion photos in frames sitting on tables and entertainment centers and every so often say to yourself, WTF! As I’ve done on many occasions.
But, it’s better explained this way. By actually showing you what the hell I’m talking about. Like the following:
This first picture that hangs on our wall is of my other half’s grandparents. Which always scares the bejesus outta me. I mean, think about it. They had eight kids! Were they a hot couple or what!!! Unless…….you factor in there was no TV back in those days and to pass the time they did what comes naturally. As we do today when the electricity goes out.
Yes, I’m gonna catch hell for posting her grandparents photo, so I might as well post one of my grandmother just to even the score. Here she is with yours truly at age 9 after my first communion.
After seeing both those photos, I now understand why men back then dank an awful lot. But wait!
So Antonio and Hattie begot, Marguerite, who in turn, wed Mathias, and because, I’m assuming did have TV, only had one child, who is my other half, and is pictured below in 1961 holding her stuffed bunny. This photo was taken during her senior year in high school.
Yes, I know. You’re saying to yourselves, WTF, she’s in her senior year and walking down the street dressed like a 9-year-old holding a damn rabbit! According to her explanation, it was senior week and they were celebrating kids week.
Considering she still dresses kinda weird today, I didn’t buy that explanation.
But eventually she did, after much therapy, manage to break the bunny addiction and dress normally. Her dad, Mathias, was a career Army Sergeant and helped whip her butt into shape. Which is why I tend to move very fast when she barks an order at me. Like take out the trash and stuff. I did manage to break her of the habit of insisting that I salute her.
Anyhow, survivng her childhood, dumping that stupid rabbit, and being an Army brat, my other half evolved into a beautiful woman, which is amazing, considering those scary photos of her grandparents, Antonio and Hattie. Consequently, “I” do NOT drink. I wanna remember EVERYTHING that goes on when the electricity is out….if ya catch my drift.
Of course, among the various art and photos displayed through the house are animals. I used to be a dog person, while Lei was always a cat person for the most part. So, obviously you have to have animals photos all over the place. Such as my Beagle KID.
Now to give the “cat lady” equal time I’d have to post hundreds of cat photos and that would take up waaaay too much space. Sooooo.
Now for the various art work which cost us a fortune. At least $20 or$ 30 bucks.
Like this one that SHE picked out. WHY? Beats the f**k outta me.
Now “I” have much better taste when it comes to art. I mean, if I had a choice of staring at a couple of Native Americans standing outside of their house made of salt or something or a nice peaceful relaxing scene, as much as I love salt, I’d opt for this one…………
Or, better yet, this one………….
In the basement hangs a painting of a half-naked Hawaiian girl draped in Leis. No, not anything I picked out. Yep, my other half because she spent time in Hawaii.
I DO however get to post cat cartoons all over the place. My idea of art work. Such as this one I hung up over the cat’s litter box.
And, if you’re a guy, for some odd reason you tend to save all of your old car license plates. Why? Beats me. We just do. Go figure.
Then there are the framed photos that sit all over the house, too many to count, but a couple of my favorites. Below is my friend Tom and I after filming a TV show promoting my two big selling books. (NOT)
Figuring my novel, “The Covert Chamber” would be a big seller because it was about Nazis and time travel, I pleaded with Connecticut State Archeologist Nicholas Bellantoni to write the forward to my book. He actually did forensic tests on the bloodstains found in Hitler’s bunker.
And, the one time I cornered Frankie Valli and took his photo back in the 60’s
And finally, besides the photos, art work, cartoons, license plates, animal pics and stuff, there are those figurines that take up space as well. You know, the ones you just can’t resist buying. So, considering I’m still trying to find my blog groove, and did this lame blog just to amuse myself today, this is my favorite figurine……..kinda says it all for me these days…….
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