Girlfriend

As those who are close to me know, I haven't taken a dive into the dating pool in quite a while.
I have my reasons and they are many and easy to explain. At least for me.
Most females probably think I'm nuts. Which is fine, because I am. Nuts and sane all in the same half-second.
To me, life is complicated enough. You add a man into the mix and things only get crazier.
It's just too much work and I've never been known to be much of a hard worker!
Not to mention after watching what my friends have been through lately.....that would make ANYone steer clear of getting involved with someone.
Unless that someone is Gale Harold. For him I could deal with a TON of BS. (but that's another story...see http://auntsnoozy.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-need-me-some-gale-harold.html)

Recently a very close friend of mine had a relationship come to an end. It was sad but considering everything she's stressed about and tolerated the last five months or so....it was time to throw the bottom feeder back into the pond. Wow she put up with alot,..and put herself THROUGH alot.
Then yesterday I was channel surfing when a song I used to LOVE in the 80's came on and I just felt like it summed up everything I was thinking when it came to her and what she's going through...

You can watch part of the video here: (dig those funky 80's outfits and hairdo's)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3mG6Mc91nI

To believe or not to believe
that is the question
It just takes a street degree.
You've lied your last lie and I've cried my last cry
I'm out the door babe
there's other fish in the sea!

Girl, make a list
go out and find yourself a new plaything
Girl, you needn't trip
'cause he's not worth the misery and pain.

Just remember how he would tell you lies
And then pretend that ev'rything is so sweet.
Why should you sacrifice if you're not satisfied
He's just a canine running 'round in heat!

Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!

Girl, you must resist
don't let him squirm his way into your heart
no
Girl, I must insist
you've got to stop the fool before he starts.

Just remember how he was so untrue
and all the tacky things he did to you
No need to signify, 'cause he's not worth your time
You need to find someone that's true to you!

Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!

To believe or not to believe
that is the question. . .
just takes a street degree
You've lied your last lie, and I've cried my last cry
I'm out the door babe, there's other fish in the sea!

HeyDele! Sing!

To believe or not to believe
that is the question, it just takes a street degree

You’ve lied
I’ve cried
I’m out the door babe, there’s other fish in the sea!. . .

Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad?
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had!

RockStar SuperSkunk

We interrupt our regularly scheduled blog entry to bring you this update.....

WTF?!?!?
CURSE YOU ROCKSTAR SCUM!

That's two years in a row that this show has ended with them picking a jackass to front the band. Must be a pre-req.
"Hi, okay...we're looking for a posing, preening, egotistical growling idiot to "sing" for us."
"No...not you attractive man from over seas. No, not you talented woman with the amazing vocal quality. We want that over-made-up dude so we can get Maybelline to sponsor our tour."

How could you DO this to me Jason?!?!
INXS I understand. No one will EVER replace Michael Hutchence so go with the sob-story and pick the ex-homeless dude who still had the cash to legally change his last name. So them I could ignore.
Personally...I don't think Tommy Lee wanted to compete for the chicks and he wouldn't stand a CHANCE next to Toby Rand. Unless they were having a longest shlong contest.

So I gave it a chance and listened to Skunkboy perform two of SuperNova songs.(or whatever they're going to call themselves now that the lawsuit has been settled and they can't legally use that name) I gave Skunky a chance to win me over. I put down the remote and listened...and watched. I couldn't understand a fucking word he said. His voice is shit.
I'm sorry Jason...I can't listen to that. I can't watch that. He's pathetic. He's freakin terrible! You picked him just because he was voted in by the largest country in north america?? Nice logic.

I hope you bail on that gig Jason and go back to the Chophouse and Voivod or EchoBrain or whatever other project you have. Your musical reputation hangs in the balance...RUN!!!

Where have I been??

I don't think I've gone a whole month without updating this blog but....I did. Sorry.
What can I say, August was a crazy month.
I went to a NASCAR race weekend and had a great time...only to get home and find out I had a blood clot in my left leg below my knee.
Spent less than 24 hours in the hospital which was 24 hours TOO much.
Seriously, this was my first time in the hospital since I was a kid. I didn't like it then and I didn't like it now.
For one thing, the people who "check you in" at the Emergency Room..not nice. Hello. You're hurt or ill or whatever and you're upset and they can't even have the decency to be sociable to you?
Then I got wheeled to a bed and sat in said bed in the hallway of the ER. Not the trauma unit thank goodness. There were enough sick people there to tolerate I really didn't need to see any real nasty stuff. The worst was when some guy went walking looking for a bathroom and peed all over the floor right by me. And my friend Janet got a great view of it. Then his girlfriend/wife/whatever made some comment like we were giving him dirty looks. Seriously, bitch wanted to start a fight in the ER?!?!? What a jackass. Excuse me if I don't smile when someone walks by pissing on the floor.
I had great folks who came by to "work on me" while I was in the ER. Anthony, the resident vampire and another guy whose name escapes me who had to put his finger where no one should have to put their finger. My comment to him was "You had to go through years of medical school to do that???"
So I laid there, AND laid there, AND laid there. Wait, wait, wait. Rumor had it that they were going to send me in for a CAT scan. Which didn't sound like fun 'cause all I heard about was some glass of crap you have to drink before you go in there.
Next thing I know they were wheeling me and my bed up to the observation unit for the night. Room 73..or was it 72. I had a phone, a TV which was blocked when I pulled my screen across and they even brought it some yummy hospital food.
Fortunately my friends didn't leave me alone until almost 11pm that night. Which was great. I didn't want to be by myself. I was little-kid scared in that place.
The fun part was when the nurse came by to tell me not only was I going to be given a blood thinner pill but a shot because it takes the pill 4-5 days to take affect.
I had my choice of where I wanted the shot; my arm, the top of my thigh or my stomach. I chose the latter...just seemed to be where it would hurt the least. It wasn't bad at all.
I think I slept maybe 15 minutes that night. Some dude across the hall from me snored louder than any human I have ever heard. And, of course, they were coming by almost every hour to take my blood pressure, my temperature and my pulse. Is it me or does the blood pressure machine in the hospital get so tight in almost crunches your bones? Geez! Like sick people aren't in enough pain already, thanks!
In the middle of the night they woke up Senior Snore and I heard the nurse say that he probably has Sleep Apnea. No shit Sherlock. I'm not even a medical student and I could've told you that!
Then there was the cleanup people there. Those fuckers do not know how to whisper. They walk through there practically yelling at the person standing next to them. Ummm..HELLO. People trying to sleep here. And if you give me a dirty look because I have my Grover plush in bed with me I'll get right outta this bed and kick you in the ass! LOL
Yeah, I had my Grover plush. I told you, I was kid-scared in that place.
(TO BE CONTINUED)