Let the Good Times Roll..

Cheap Trick. Dear Lord, how can I forget that album. I don’t know the name of the album, but did I get years of play as a DJ from it. Have I ever told you I was a DJ for 14 years?

While I was an “Upstart” appraiser, I faded in DJ with Video and was going to Franchise it throughout the USA. It ended in 1 of 2 Bankruptseys.

Ok, I am starting off very strong. Let the good times roll is something I wish I had more of in my life. I don’t know how to affect you youngins saying how fast this whole thing of life goes. The worst part… or best, is having a photographic memory of it. I see myself leaving through albums to see how I was going to keep them dancing.

So, on the plate for today is Steven and Brendan. I wonder what they put in the prison food that made Brendan look like a balloon. That nothing boy is now a 26 year old pillow. Then, I go over the testimony in writing that was the same way he said it as I read it, remembering watching the video: Steven told me to rape her. Steven told me to cut her throat. Steven told me to help throw her into the fire. There is someone who appears to have nothing that resembles being human.

Now, mind you, I don’t have sex anymore. Why? I am a baby machine. Any fun that you could possibly have has been taken from me. Read some of my past stuff as wife number 2 makes #1 look like a fun game and she was mean. Nothing to me is worse than evil. I did have extra times of sex after a pregnancy… but I cannot imagine Brendan getting a “Hard one.” That is an inside joke that may be discovered after I smother myself. Then, with Steven saying, ok, now in and hold, out… repeat. Brendan had no emotion to make him human. This is why I rule that he cannot be guilty as court rooms are for humans and he most certainly is not human. I watched for hours and the only thing that resembled emotion was putting his head into his hands. Then, after a while, while they were out of the room and he was alone, he would yawn.

Steven was not exactly a fireball. That is why I would guess he could pass a lie detector. Steven has a girlfriend who visits him and can hug him. She lost her husband and I think her name is Sandy.

The yelling bothers me. If her mouth was not taped up, these 2 guys have to be the luckiest men alive. The 2 trailers were feet from each other and the mom, Barb, was home at a time. She and anyone in the general area could hear her screaming. Look, I still am not ok about this whole thing and I feel that there have been a fresh 10 years that have gone by since the murder happened. Why now? They took these cases in Wisconsin as high as you can. Last stop… Federal Court? Not a chance. Now that one of the Supreme Court guys died, and he was the conservative one, which is why the Repo. Men or Donnie’s Heros want Barack to wait until a fresh face can make the call.

That takes me to the next item for today: Don Trump is now going to be the Republican running for President and if I am not mistaken, the Governor of New Jersey, the place I know better than anywhere in this Country, may be VP or at least a Cabinet Post. What is Chris Christie’s claim to fame: not having raised taxes in the Highest Taxed State in the Union. How hard must that have been? God forbid he should lower taxes which would be a feet. I spelled that right. A feat is something special. What Chris does is talk good and my guess is he has big feet to hold all of him up.

Then there is Hill/Bill and if I really wanted to make it Hollywood: Hillary Billhillies. Poor Bern. I have felt the bern alright. I almost came to Shabat dinner at the WH. I was almost ready to blow the Shofar. Not to be confused with the guy in the stretch limo. Blow him and it does not make the same sound that a Ram’s horn makes.

What are we to do about all of this. Sit back and forget? The magic of Alzheimers is not remembering what you remembered.

Some times I wish I could forget at will. If I multi task, there is a guarantee I will forget, but it is mostly where I put my keys when I am carrying a lot of packages.

I will let my readers off easy today as the jumping all over the place is making me dizzy and I am the writer. I can just imagine someone looking at this and going: Did he say something about Brendan having sex with no emotion? Yes, I did. He told them he did not ejaculate. They asked him if he knew what that was? He said yes, but I know that he had no idea. In order to ejaculate, you must have some type of emotion and I have checked him up and down and nothing that is human can be found in him. He thinks that it is something having to do with Steven telling him to ejaculate the car higher so that the tire will fit over the rim. Speaking of Rim Jobs… or was I.

My 2nd wife had that little secret. She wanted to toss some salad so strong, that it would make me look gay. Looks were important and at the time when she came into the room with a most towel, I should have known that turn over was not the next thing to do when she said it. Lick all you want, but it aint doin nottin foh me…….

Remember to be kind and tip your waiter. Thanks for being a part of my Wednesday fun. It gets so boring here in Philly. And for real, sometimes I do have interesting things to say, just not right now, so I “Hodge Poged” a bunch of stuff that ends with Brendan and Steve, as I started. That does make me happy as I feel that I may wander off course, but somehow, get back to the beginning in the end. This one will not go to Facebook!