Robert's Scribbles, Musings & Doodles

…how I learned to stop worrying & learned to love vicodin

So, it’s Friday night and I’m burning discs for some of my lovely ‘Nado girls and I’m watching some of Suze’s homework for me, and ashamedly admitting I had never fully watched ‘Natural Born Killers’, being a self-proclaimed Robert Downey Jr fanatic & even the Quent connection, I ponder the weekend ahead

Tomorrow being Saturday, for those who are brain function challenged or today if you’re in a different time zone, is a day for cleaning house… the carbon unit known as the wife is especially not very good at it, and I am pretty well domesticated so I’ll take care of it instead of waiting for her to do so. I can probably send her to mom’s house to hang out and get so much done, throw an mp3 disc in the blu-ray player and crank some Pixies or maybe some Blur or a little Chris Cornell might be in order and open the doors and windows as it’ll be in the 80s here, freshen the air, let Sugar out in our backyard-type patio area.

Sunday will be interesting as Bill hasn’t called me back and thanx to Sony & Zia Records I have scored two free tickets to Matisyahu at the Marquee. If my boy Blue doesn’t decide to contact me back, I can just go on my own which I would but would be a waste of an extra ticket and unfortunately here in the 602 I know not of anyone who’d go, except for Nini and she doesn’t speak to me right now, but hopefully soon. Maybe I’ll email that little bitch up anyways and tell her to get over herself and go
So back to the present… watching this movie high as the Northern Star on vicodin is trippy, thanx be to my pinched nerve in my neck, lord knows how I got that, and it’s really not important to this tale I weave but who cares, because right now, drinking some truth serum as I call it and enjoying this grotesque flick, I think about things that have influenced my decision process of late;

A). Anthony passing away has made me self-aware of seizing the fucking moment. None of this waiting bullshit, just go out & make things happen. And maybe you’ve noticed in my musings I’ve been more positive, or maybe you don’t give a fudge, either way…

3). I’ve been doing as much as I can for others without so much as asking for anything in return, I’m laundering my karma and trying to raise my good points in stature so I can enjoy a great 2010. Because next year, I’m not going to settle for this shit anymore, right now, I guess I have to, but next year will be my efffin year!

D).I’ve also said ‘no’ less since my birthday. My one decision on my 40th birthday was to accept more challenges in life as they come. Someone has offered to take me bungee jumping, I didn’t say no, but will wait on that one, heights are not my thing, I do remember being on the Empire State Building a few years back and looking down around the night skyline and thinking ‘wtf am I doing up here?’

5). And I’m thinking of going back to school: I took my assessments and placed in the 2nd percentile so I can basically skip any pre-reqs and get right down to the dirt, I do have credits, it’s just applying them to an appropriate program. This has been long overdue, I’m such a fuckface for waiting this long.

And no more of jumping into things. Oh my mind wanders when I say that but again, here I am loose like 50 year old prostitute, and thinking of how I can get back to SD or at least California. I have many opportunities to greatly improve my life, love & otherwise if I move next year. I hate Arizona, its a breeding ground for people who just don’t give a shit about life or the world they live in. I’m tired of being complacent, I’m tired of a city that has no civic pride, I’m also tired of racist Sheriff’s and their agendas no matter how they try to paint it. I wish I had listened to Bill 5 years ago, I would be somewhere else today, probably met someone, maybe have had a kid and doing much better in life & eternally happy & would’ve avoided all the heartache that has been 2009, but I have a cat, that’s as close as I’ll come to a child. And she is in need of some timeout activities, that furry little fucker.

So to all a good night, pleasant day, love & kisses to your pink or pierced parts, blah blah blah, just enjoy your weekend, live life happily & with no regrets, kiss your mates, poke your kids in the eyes, wash your hair, whatever it takes to put a smile on your face