Monday, August 8, 2011
"Today Is The 8th Day Of August In The Year Of Our Lord 2011."
Mornin, Afternoon, Evening.. Don't know, don't care. N. Wildwood, guess that is the place too be. The little old shanty, crab trapping, fly infested back water, is now: Elite condo's, happening bars, stores, shops, taxi and bus service, and the ever popular WaWa.. You got a WaWa, you got a town..I stayed with Dave and Tommy for two days, feels like I was there a month, at least that is what they said.. Great time, almost stayed again yesterday, kinda glad now that I didn't. I think if I were retired, I would have stayed.. That means if I were retired, I would probably be dead in about a year or two..I do not now, or never did I have any self control.. If I stayed, and they were having a Roman Reunion when I left, I would have drank another bottle of vodka, jumped in some cab going the wrong way, walk into an elks club and tell them I am an honorary elk, and no, I cannot turn my Marine Corps Hat around because my antler is in the way... Wonder why I was escorted to the porch and asked to leave.. That was ok, just wait till I tell the Lions about this, they will come over and eat you fuckers...Did get signed in, did turn the hat around until I got too the bar, and did run into one Jimmy McCarty who hung out with us for the day.. He asked me if I belonged too anything besides the elks, I said I ain't an elk, and what do you mean belong too anything else.. He said like Lions or Moose. I said listen my man after joining the Marine Corps, I wouldn't join the March of Dimes.. You guys belong to any of these clubs or cults or whatever the fuck they are. Let me know.. Runnin to get work done.
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I remember leaving N. Wildwood yesterday about noon. I was on 206 in the Pine Barrens in about an hour, when the phone rings.. It is Floyd telling me he just started the day off like he and I did yesterday, with a cool glass of orange juice and vodka, and why did I leave.. I wiped the tears away, did a u-turn, pulled over on the side of the road, and said, NO!! You gotta get back to the Ville, you go back today, it will be tomorrow and then Tuesday and before you know it they will be heading home and you will still be there. Common sense, for once prevailed. I am back, the critters were happy too see me, they threw an afternoon party in what is left of the Ville, I stumbled into my bunker, kicked about twenty bottles of various liquors out of the way.. crashed into the rack and woke up alive and well. Well, I don't know how well, but alive...
Lets see Monk and me Joined the Boy scouts when we were 8 we were in there mmmmmmm1 1/2 Hours before we got kicked out.And that was at Dutch Helwick, that should have been an omen.Then lets see I was in St Johns Choir for 8 years, Muz , joined me up in that.I did join something else I just can't think of it.I was in the IRA for a lil bit hmmmmmmmmm, one weekend I think I did join The African American Umbria baptist Church on tower Street.Me and Clevland Seals I think and Froggy, Tutty Could have been there two.There was a few other things they will come to me, til then Welcome Back Simple!!!!!!!!!
The DOW is Down 634 How ya like your Change Now It's all your going to have left. Smirks
The safest way to make money is Play Poker, Play Slots Poker, Lottery and Scratch offs. No taxes unless the big one but other wise you chances are better, and you are in control that it the nice part. This is going to take a few years to recover. Every canidate in 2012 will be promising the same old shit about how they are going to fix things. They are all in the same bed. Anybody that wants that job isn't right in the head anyway. They should take a few tips from Plain and Simple Ville. We have a few speed bumps but they get handled accordingly. We have no crime.........LOL We also put money back into the economy. We shall see.......
Ah!! Comments from "The Boys Of The Ville." missed your humor and guidance..(gag!!), uhm, I really meant that, chocked on a chitlin.. Little known fact, there was a Chitlin Club in North Carolina back in the 60's, I joined, with a few of my Cherokee Indian Friends. I didn't know that you had too eat chitlins too belong too this exclusive club.. I didn't nor do I now know what a chitlin is.. They brought this bowl of chitlins over to my picnic table, along with a pitcher of beer, they said eat up, and drink up.. I grabbed the pitcher of beer, drained it (like the General taught me.) threw the bowl of chitlin lookin things across the picnic area, ran too my car and took off.. Ever here of a Chitlin Club up North take the advice of this Simpleton, don't join...
August rolling along here at the Ville. Rolling along everywhere. Hot and humid be the dog days.. Summer is going way too fast, and aint nothing we can do about it.., wish there were, but there ain't. Have a good life while you can, you don't want to be old with a lot of regrets.. We all have some, just don't burden yourself with a lot..OK on that most profound of philosophies from this old Simple fella. "Stay Out Of Harms Way My Friends." TAPS.................
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