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Floundering old fart with nothing to offer anyone...do folk art stuff and writing...drink a lot of beer and try to avoid negative bullshit, always pondering our existance and future & past,

Monday, October 01, 2007

Last of September





That's what my ma always said when somebody asked her when my birthday was. Last of september. And yesterday was it. I wouldn't be doing a blog rat now but I was on here waiting for that John Prine thang download from Grifting Drifter's blog site and gave up and just started doin my own blog while I sit here in my cluttered room listening to Neal Boortz goin on about that dishwasher guy Pedro who lost 50 somethin thousand dolars he'd saved to take to his family in Guatemala and got it seized by customs robbers when he tried to take it home...but I'm sippin my coffee and making a list of shit to do when I finally do get off my ass and do somethin halfway responsible. I think I'll turn Neal off now and just put on some Booker T and the MG's or maybe my Ernest Tubb live cd I got from the library.....yah...that's it.....old ET and a cigar to start the fur ball rolling. Skew me while I fetch the ET cd and a stogie....back in a sec...10:43 am monday October the thirst, 2007...the year of i're Lard and they's a lot of fuckin lard....and a bunch of gnawed ribs on that plate in the living room I ate last night in the solitude of my debris and listening to Matt Drudge on the radio sayin he wasn't gonna do his sunday night radio show no more.....the bastiid....my ma always looked forward to hearing Matt on sunday nights...me too.....oh well.......but I gotta go see her at the rehab place in a bit. She had a stroke on friday July 27th...I've bean dealing with that trauma ever since and trine to fix the house up to bring her back here to take care of her but it's slow going with my klutzlike movements or lack thereof. ..but at any rate, the weather's gargeous in Atlanta this week and my high school reunion is this saturday at some Stone Mountain hotel....They want 70 fuckin dollars to go plus cash bar.....I'll decide saturday around 5 pm....I haven't bean to a single reunion so fur......it might be kind of emotional along with the crap about my ma.....I might come back and amend this blog later but I'd butter go ahead and post it now so I can take a long hot shire and carry on the rest of monday....so there you are....later, pal........Moe.....I mean Johnny...I mean Hollywood 10:59 am...the day after the last of september.....yeeeeeeeeee haaaaaaaaa!....damn...this is one stale old cigar.......

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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Eureka


Holy crap....I finally got back into my blog thang....it wasn't easy with my cursor freezing up at critical points of progress...now that I'm here, I gotta log back off and walk up fur some lawn mower gas and Busch....it's always somethin.....this carp is alwas in a stationary whirlpool......moe.....Imean Johnny

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Damn Politicians



Damn you shit flinging monkies....Both fucking parties ain't worth a shit. They're gonna get us all killed with their fuckin around ways....I lean towards the libertarians but they're too stupid to protect us from the savages...I don't know what the answer is but the current batch of weenies, Dementedcrats and Repelicans, are an embarassment....and I ain't just talkin about the Foley stuff...I never did trust Dennis Hasfart...he looks guilty of somethin anyway...cronic constipation maybe?....he's the kind of guy who backs into you in the parking lot and pretends he doesn't know it while you've got a thousand dollars worth of damage on your vehicle....political correctness is the noose around America's neck....

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Moe pics from that Dragon Con thang downtown





I'm trine to post a few more pics relatin to the Dragon Con held in Atlanta this past weekend...here they is....I was real flabberghasted to see an image of Jesus in a closeup shot of my chicken wing sauce...and I'm already charging my camera batteries to be ready for next years festivities if we'ze still in existance then. You never know in the times of whoa.....Hope yall are doing okay out thar....spread the love and hug some poison ivy today in the spirit of furgiveness and bountiful bliss.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Labor day weekend fun 2006


I'll slip in this quick log...I mean blog.. before I mow the lawn on this fine Monday labore day..the one day I may lift a finger while everybody else slacks off except for ire fine cops & soldiers & Jerry Lewis fightin the fuckin murdering muslim terrorists abroad and even the ones slippin across our borders while the politicians turn a blind eye to the invasion because it will come back to bite us bad in the flaming burritos....it's bean a blast so fur..(the weekend)...the Dragon Con thang downtown friday night was fun with all the freaks dressed up funny and the abundance of leggy babes...is okay by me....and then the great DriveInvasion at the Starlight Drive In down on Moreland Ave. where I used to go as a kid watching movies and chowing down on Krystal burgers, popcorn, Milk Duds, candy corn, & other thangs and we got to hear Southern Culture on the Skids...saw great old cars, music, friends, beer, rollergals, and more tattooed babes and did I say beer....Furgive me Lard of all my sins and thanks a heap fur all my friends is all I know.......and condolences to that guy's wife down in Austrailia....she's hikin up some mountain range down in those parts and he got stuck in the chest by a sting ray and died....I guess they'll be puttin guvmint warnings on Stingray tails now......but thanks again to Capt. Morgan and Grifterman and Dr. Giggles & Saraclara, and Mrs. Morgan fur drivin our sorry asses down to that festival so we wouldn't get no DUI's and Captain Morgan got a bunch of tasty chicken from Publix and more beer and peanuts and cetera and goodbye.... as I have to cut the lawn and gawk at the college babes struttin around in their shorts and halter tops with their tattooos overflowing their cupeths.....yeeee haaaa

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Independance Day


Hi you??...Got some friends comin over later to sip on the brew with me and enjoy our day off....and shoot off whatever fireworks we find in celebration of ire independance from England and the fuckin taxes they put on the liquor back then.....Our founding fathers were basically moonshiners as was the early pioneers of NASCAR....but taxes still seem to be the shackles politicians are addicted to as they use em to buy votes by starting programs to suck in the good, the bad, and the stupid....It's amazing we've survived as long as we have but capitalism is still the best form of guvmint they is. If socialism is so great, why are they comin across in innertubes & tacomobiles to get here. Maybe they wouldn't be so fuckin poor if they tried capitalism and quit breedin babies they can't feed except to the flies.. Common sense is in real short supply these days. That's something they need to teach in school instead of how to wear your pants around your ankles and throw trash around the bus stops. Let's bow ire heads now in prayer...Lard help us for we know not what we're doing. Please help America get thru the next mellinia okay without going socialist or like that place in the Mel Gibson movie 'Beyond Thunderdome'...save us from the stupid celebrities who ought to stick to their daytime jobs instead of badmouthing America to be hip and excepted. Don't they realize if the radical muslims ever took over, they would be the first ones marched into the gas chambers...and please oh Lard, keep Al Gore in his lock box...we'd all be a lot better off....now, let's start our engines and get drunk....yeee haaaa!!!

Friday, April 28, 2006

Dog Slobber Solution

Sewn of a bitch....my back neighbor's dog kept getting off his chain yesterdee and running over here...it's a golden retriever and as strong as a T-Rex...the neighbor was gone...I tried tying him up in his backyard but he just got tangled up in it like a bug in a spiders nest...we're rat by a major street and I'd hate to see him turned into ground chuck....it's too beautiful of a dog....anyway...the guy finally got home and I straightened the mess up in our house...the house had that dog smell...I was worn out from holding the animal still and keeping him from chewing stuff up...he's basically still a puppy and into everythang...he even licked the magazines on the coffee table...when I went to wash my hands, the water activated the dried dog slobber on my hands and they were slick & gooey. It took a bit of washing to get the shit off.....so I was wondering if they's some properties of dog slobber that could benefit mankind.....I know dogs lick their wounds and they heal to an extent...they might be some productive use for big jars of dog slobber....just a thought....ugh....The coffee was great this morning....sun coming in the kitchen window while I was brewing the sacred coffee...took the picture above of the light on the fridge..added the other crap with my Corel program....went out the back door to smell the roses and hear the symphony of birds...Blue, the big retriever came running thru the gate to greet me along with a new round of dog slobberness......weather is perfect today in Atlanta...good day to do something...maybe stare into space....or quit a job....or fish for pleasant thoughts....