Excuse the buffoonery

Please excuse the buffoonery,
The Popeye'd cartoonery,
My Japanese Mickey Roonery.

Why the Hell won't it let go of me,
Fuck off and let me be,
Instead of constantly hounding me,
All crushing inside the soul of me?

It's all ending now so horribly,
No rocks wanting to roll with me.

Set adrift in a life of buffoonery.

Hefty Gringo Has Left the Pitch

My Bottom Half

Metatarsal agony.
Calves attest no sympathy.
Butt cheeks stiffen with apathy.
Back aches in perpetuity.
They are always with me.
Look inside the fog of history
To see me run. To see me jump.

Here, rubbing, I lie

Monkey Go Away

This day is bleak like all the rest,
Says the rotten monkey in my chest.
Go swing away on jungle vines,
While memories of forest pines
Take their root deep in my psyche.
Monkey go away cuz I no likey.

I got nothin' to say

 👄 If, as they say, you have nothing good to say, keep your mouth zipped. I concur.

Under a Funeral Moon

Time: 11:30am
Mood: Dour
Pain: 6-7 (tail, shoulders)

Granny D left this morning on the airport shuttle, ending her two-week visit with Kristi, Ben, and me. Dropped her off at IMU, and went back to work from home. Feeling pretty depressed right now, but it's a beautiful, sunny day, and I enjoyed the visit so much, it'd be a shame not to just feel good for once.

Ben's team lost its second baseball game to Northside Exchange (NSexchange?), but that ain't no big deal. We'll meet them again in the playoffs, or if not them, the Eades (sp?)  Dentistry team.

To cheer myself up, I fight darkness with darkness, and work to Darkthrone's Under a Funeral Moon.

The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
Possess me as I burn
Into your painted realms
 ~ Crossing the Triangle of Flames

That's, like, the most innocuous lyric I could find to share! Everything else is either in Norwegian or a "fist in the face of God" (~To Walk the Infernal Fields).

I lay down my soul to the gods rock 'n' roll

Music-wise, nowadays I'm all about heavy/extreme metal 24/7, though you might not guess from looking at me working from home today. My broken fifth metacarpal prevents me from hoisting the devil/metal horns, but those headphones are presently cranking (in a shuffled playlist) Amon Amarth, Judas Priest, Kreator, Anthrax, Goatwhore, Fear Factory, Behemoth, Entombed, and Cannibal Corpse. Scooby Doodles (the cat) may not agree with the selections; he likes only true Norwegian black metal.

You wanna know my latest CD purchase?

Well, I'll tell you: Funky Chicken by Willie Henderson and the Soul Explosions.

It's kinda hard to find. I got mine on Amazon, and from the look of things, I may have bought the last one. Maybe you can buy it directly from the record label, Vampisoul.

Slide guitar tips

Lookie here:

Bob Brozman Guitar Lesson: Slide Guitar Basics - Developing Clean Technique