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JWR 3.1 - Muthafukka Pleeze


In response to “John’s Weekly Ramblings: 2.52: Who is John Galt?”:



That was by far the best rambling yet!!!!!  I may not be the best speller but I am inteligent enough to use the word "imbibe" properly.


I have a great time with you Jesus, I would love to hang out with you more.  You said I have a mysteriuos side (almost phsyco, ax murderer  like in description?)You tend to be unavailable when we ask you to do something.  Maybe we all should make more of an effort.  Maybe we all say that because we feel we should but know that nothing will change.


Life has taught me a lot on the past six month.  More than I cared to learn.  You know, you dream about stuff your whole life.  You bust your ass working for what you dream. Just when you are feeling like you might be there.  Just as you are about to take a bite out of the Praverbial Carrot, Some mutherfucker moves the stick!  It is like when Al Bundy would tie fishing line to a dollar bill.  Just as the strippers are about to pick up the dollar, he would pull it away.  Just out of reach again.  Now, I know that I am only 24. Many people say that I am still so young.  What ever.  It makes you wonder though. We bust our ass to make money.  We save this money so that we may enjoy it later.  I am the most guilty of this.  When is later?  At what point do you decide "It is time" How many older people say "now we have money and don't work, but are physically unable to enjoy it" Is that going to be us?  Am I working so hard and saving to give my lifes work to a nursing home?  Why don't we enjoy our lives now as we are are living it.  Carpe Diam?  Believe me, you never know when life as you know it is going to end.  What you thought was a straight path of life, now has a clover leaf exchange.  God (or I) only knows what direction you will end up going after you are done spinning around. It is like you are running for the prize that is in sight, but you are required to stop half way and spin, bent over a base ball bat, 20 time.  Then continue back on your path.


Now I am rambling.  My point is you never know what life is going to do.  You should enjoy it while you can.  I am very picky about who I have as close friends.  I am lucky that I have some of the best friends in the world.  People that have been there for me for many years. People that i know will continue ot be there no matter what.  I always have a great time when we are together.  I like that and I have always thought that we could be good friends. Maybe we all should make more of an effort.  Maybe we all say that because we feel we should but know that nothing will change.


The first time I met you was at Lady and Shit Pants house. They we hosting a party for something during the summer.  I believe it was a Johnson family event. I was there as a guest of Lisa's  This was during the transision period from Lisa to Heidi. I had heard of you before but never met you.  I remember thinking this dud is tall!  This dude has a big head too.  When that mexican resteraunt by my bak says they have burritos the size of your head, they have never seen this dudes head.  I remember thinking that you were funny in a gay sort of way.  (no offence)  And then we all got saused and I have no recallection after that.


-from Nate.



So... I have a big head?  Muthafukka pleeze!


Everything he says is right, but he’s no god.  For those who had been waiting with baited breath for the new year of Ramblings to begin, relax, it has begun.  This should whet your appetite for more of these Ramblings, these shitty, crappy, doo-dooey, poopey, Chicken McStanky Ramblings.




Because, I will let you in on a little secret.  I have Celebrity Boxing on the TV now.  I’d done reality TV before, but since it is still around, I’ll have to treat you all to some mo’ smickity smack regarding my thoughts on it.


But not tonight.  No, tonight I will leave you with a small rambling which has been credited to George Carlin:


The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways but narrower viewpoints.  We spend more but have less.  We buy more but enjoy less.  We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.  We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge but less judgment.  More experts yet more problems, more medicine but less wellness. 


We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much and pray too seldom.  We have multiplied our possessions but reduced our values.  We talk too much, love too seldom and hate too often.  We’ve learned how to make a living but not a life.  We’ve added years to life not life to years.  We’ve been all the way to the moon and back but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.  We conquered outer space but not inner space.  We’ve done larger things but not better things.  We’ve cleaned up the air but polluted the soul.  We’ve conquered the atom but not our prejudice.


We write more but learn less.  We plan more but accomplish less.  We’ve learned to rush but not to wait.  We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever but we communicate less and less.


These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.  These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier homes but broken homes.  These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet to kill.  It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.  A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.


Remember, spend some time with your loved ones because they are not going to be around forever.  Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.  Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.  Remember to say, “I love you,” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.  A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.  Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.  Give time to love, give time to speak and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.


Every once in a while someone says (or writes) something that you can relate to.  You understand it and you believe in it.  I feel that way about the Carlin rambling.  But never forget, that is from the same guy who wrote the following:


Have you ever been in one of those serious social situations when you suddenly realize you have to pull the underwear out of the crack in your ass?


“Do you, Enrique, take this woman, Blanca, to be you lawful, wedded wife?”


“Huh?  Hold on, Rev.” [Tugging violently at his pants.]  “Aah!  Got it!  Jesus, that was in deep.  Yes.  Yes, I do.  Excuse me, Rev, sometimes my shorts get sucked up way inside my asshole.” 


Ain’t love grand?


(from Napalm and Silly Putty, George Carlin, Hyperion, 2001)


I take this mantra because, otherwise, I’d have to take the following to heart:


“Real niggaz do what they wanna do; bitch niggaz do what they can.” -2pac.






The easy way out.


Copyright © 2002 John Lemut