Darth Scoundrel
When does anger subside?
When is it replaced with empathy or even a basic understanding of what your “enemy” is going through?
“I did this but you did this so then I did this but it was because…” That sort of thing.
In his mind I was the root of the problem and in mine he was all […]
Janet Jackson Lives Here
You think that first crash against your cheek is the end?
It’s not.
But everyone says it is.
We, who aren’t M.A.D.D. obsessed; who don’t jump on the particular local bandwagon, who aren’t “recently environmentally” grounded, who won’t sneeze at passive dander”, solid souls who dance between past and present: Who are, fucking GROUNDED, we…
It’s that dot, dot, […]
SCOUNDREL A.D.
Grabbing at the only possible life line I could, I saw the word “positive” and I was shocked.
No, it’s not me but someone I know.
“I’m positive.”
That’s what I saw on the 14″ wide, flat panel, L.C.D. screen and it took about three seconds for it to register.
Positive…
Didn’t see that one coming.
Then I started […]
Do I Ever, Really, Let Go?
I said goodbye to you, already, didn’t I?
No, really, didn’t I?
You were the best friend that I had to toss aside because your morals clashed with my ethics.
Like White after Labour Day.
OH MY GOD!!!!!
You are, and always have been, white after labour day.
From your P.O.V. I’ve not been much different.
I went through, NO, I’ve been […]
The Wedding Day
A great day all round. Kinda proud of myself.
She Was, She Is, She Always Will Be
sTV - The Day After
Isn’t Kitty GORGEOUS????????????
sTV- SCOUNDREL’S DAY OF BIRTH
PART ONE
PART TWO
sTV II- The Revenge of the Scoundrel - Oh And Some Of That Ol’ Fashioned Written Word
THE OUCHING!
How fucking poetic. Yes, oh yes…OH YES….THE PHYSICAL PAIN IS SOOOOOOOOO MUCH BETTER.
NOT!
So, let’s do the old fashioned thing and write too.
It’s sore. Damned sore. I’m showing you the pictures because I love you, the reader, THAT much.
I still can’t believe it’s not broken. What I did to my foot.
OUCHING.
It’s […]
An Homage (Or Is That Fromage?)
A man of depth.
A man born of generosity.
Unwavering humanity.
Spirit of kindness and a gentleness.
OK, I can’t do it.
“Clean up in aisle 2, clean up in aisle 2.”
The other night I went to this man’s1 birthday party and had a blast.
Again, I felt it necessary to kill a part of my liver in […]