Gut Rumbles

February 13, 2004

My phisosophy

"I'm not ashamed to say that I loved you well.
I'm not ashamed to let you know. oh no.
I'm just a name, that's all, scratched upon your wall.
You've used it well, but what the hell...
That's what walls are for."

The heart gets tough when you beat the shit out of it for a while. And I don't care who I piss off with this post. Having your name on the wall is still better than a blank wall.

I did what I did with the best of intentions, and if that pissed you of, go take an enema. Get the shit out of you. I do what I do and I have paid a dear price for it. I still wouldn't change much of what I've done with my life. Evidently, I made another mistake this time.

What the hell. That's what walls are for.


The Philosophy of Life . . .

Get the guit fiddle . . . best on acoustic . . .

Then fingerpick slowly . . .

Bar Chord C
Bar Chord D
X 4

C (strum) Em (strum) X 4

D Ddim

Repeat endlessly

I know YOU know what I mean . . . Haunting tune, but it is real when all else is unreal.

Posted by: jb on February 13, 2004 12:18 PM

I know what you mean. But the one thing that gets me is that, you obviously do not keep many details of your life to yourself, so why should the latest episode be any differant? There was no reason to be so dramatic. You both had a good time, remember it well and move on.

Posted by: Anna on February 13, 2004 12:21 PM

Seems like there has been a whole lot of effort and blogging about a subject that Acidman doesn't give a shit over. Yesterday he was contrite and apologetic. Today, it's like poking a dead dog with a stick. Sigh.....

Posted by: Susie on February 13, 2004 03:07 PM

What are you doing to yerself? Sounds to me like you haven't shot a cat, yet. Bejus, get out the ammo and heat up the breach. You'll feel better. Just stay the fuck away from the spagetti sauce jar. That godam thing just doesn't like you. One or five vino's will help too. Now go on, get!

Posted by: (Dr.) Harry P on February 13, 2004 05:43 PM

I like your philosophy. Now think of something to write for Valentine's Day.

Posted by: becky on February 13, 2004 05:53 PM

Is that job at the small pigment factory still yours if you want it?

Posted by: R.L. Ivant on February 13, 2004 06:13 PM

Happy Valentine's Day!

Posted by: angie on February 13, 2004 06:18 PM

You've definitely got the right attitude now. I've been following along from the beginning, and this has been the best post I've seen on the subject yet.

As for me, I don't get offended by anything or anyone, but on the occasion that I do, which is very fucking rare, the fact that I'm offended or "up-fucking-set" by someone's actions, pisses me off more than their actual actions.

I think this is what happened to you.

Fuck them all, every single one!!-Tiny Tim

Posted by: Jonathan on February 13, 2004 07:33 PM

excuse me..I don't normally blog while I'm drinking...usually regret what I say the next day...but Acidman when you wear your feelings on your shoulders it's a matter of time before someone comes along and knocks them off.

Posted by: sandy on February 13, 2004 07:51 PM

Bar chord C
Bar chord D

C Em

D Ddim

I'm sorry . . . I have been repeating myself to myself all day long . . .

Honest to God (even if you don't believe in him), I somehow think the acoustic, and the sound of my fingers sliding up the fret-board, can somehow solve life's problems. That's the "Bohemian" in me . . .

Try some E-A-B blues, and turn the volume up on the amp. If you know it, try Joe Satriani's "Speed of Light"--it will make your fingers sore trying to keep up, but sore fingers are not the worst thing in the world.

Spaghetti sauce jar foot? That's another matter. :-) Trying to keep some humor, and some tunes as part of the mix.

I know where you are at--it fucking hurts, and you just have to try to live past it.

The Dawgs send their best, Bubba.

Posted by: jb on February 13, 2004 08:48 PM

Any guy who quotes early Lightfoot can't be ALL bad! Hey, Rob -- what is the name of that rib place in Savannah again? Passing through next week on my way to Beaufort -- sounded like a great place to have dinner after the flight from LA ... the nurse says stay offa that foot and give it a chance to heal!!! :-)

Posted by: Marianne on February 13, 2004 09:51 PM

Rob, I love this site. Not because of all your fucking "whoa is me" bullshit, but because you usually write great and the folks who chime in write great and they're usually funny. I said it before and I'll say it again. Don't turn Jenny into your next BC. You're a dumbfuck. Get over it. Leave jenny alone.

Jenny. You fucked this up. If you don't want to see Rob again, don't blame it on him. Just tell him it was great, but not that great. You identified yourself as his weekend companion on your own site. Do you actually think that anyone who tunes-in questions that you did the wild thing? Uhhh, probably pumped up his elevator your damn self.

As transparent as the 2 of you fucksticks are (claim to be), why don't you try a little honesty for once.

Bejus. Someone start fisking. I'm getting bored.

Posted by: MAJ Dan Mulcahy on February 13, 2004 10:44 PM

Right Rob:

The problem couldn't possibly have been anything you did, so it must be all her fault,. Because by definition if you did it, there can be no possibility of it being wrong.

Oh, except you've encountered pretty much the same circumstances, with pretty much the same results several times now. And the only consistent factor in each equation is you.


Posted by: LightandDark on February 15, 2004 02:20 AM

Hmmmmm interesting !!!

Posted by: dzwonki polifoniczne on May 26, 2004 01:32 PM
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