I’m a fleabit peanut monkey
And all my friends are junkies
That’s not really true
I’m a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
What you do?
But I’ve been bit and I’ve been tossed around
By every she-rat in this town
Have you babe?
But I am just a monkey man
I’m glad you are a monkey woman too
I was bitten by a boar
I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled on through
Yeah, I’m a sack of broken eggs
I always have an unmade bed
Well I hope we’re not too messianic
Or a trifle too satanic
But we love to play the blues
I am just a monkey man, i’m glad you are a monkey woman too
“I got heart but I ain’t got no locker, do I Mick?”
News Anal. was my longest ever running blog feature. Usually they only last an average of 2 weeks. I hope you thought it was funny and agreed with everything. I may or may not continue it.
Yesterday was the first day I decided not to have an opinion about anything. I dedicated myself to have no opinions about not only politics, but whether or not I enjoyed breakfast, whether or not I should have a drink, whether or not the dog should be pacing in the bedroom while I fold laundry, etc.
Yesterday I had three opinions. I “liked” a friend’s photo on Facebook. I told a friend “I got way too drunk last week”. And I told the dog to come in the house.
Today I had to drop Redhead off at the airport. I got angry at a driver, which is an opinion that his driving was bad. I felt myself get angry at another driver, but I stopped and realized that it was an opinion.
The boundary between opinion and no-opinion is sometimes blurry. I will respond with no opinions.