Thursday, September 1, 2011

Thursday's Thoughts

    With friends like this... there'd never be a dull moment.

  • Queensryche Eyes Of A Stranger

  • Yesterday at the gas pumps there was a transvestite who had to be 6' 3" tall driving a very flashy sports car. He was wearing a mini skirt and had on impossibly high heels. A 6' 7" trannie in a mini skirt will get your attention. It was mesmerizing- it's not every day in Weatherford Texas you see a 7 foot tall trannie wearing a mini skirt. Anyway, as I stood there gas running out of my car on to the ground with my mouth hanging open at this dude in all 8 feet of his mini skirted glory- he totally busted me staring at him. He must have thought I was down with it as he smiled and winked at me while folding all 9 feet of his mini skirted manliness into that car.

  • I'll never be the same.

  • While discussing the types of people I've cared for in my nursing (and especially hospice) the subject came up how I have to treat everyone equally regardless of their backgrounds. After a few what ifs? I told the person grilling me,"It doesn't matter what they've done." and knowing they were trying to shock me with some over the top examples I said,"There's nothing you can shock me with- I promise you I've seen it all- child molesters, murderers, alcoholics, drug addicts, rich people, poor people, famous people, homeless people you name it- they get treated the same and any nurse who says they do differently needs a new line of work. They are admitting something very unethical at best and criminal at worst."

  • When someone deletes their comments on here it puzzles me.


The Donald said...

L-O-L-A, la-la-la-Lola...

Yeah, I may have related this story before, but in the spring of '99, my friend Tyler Berkley invited me to go with him on a day trip to Austin, where he was testifying on a bill about increasing the amount of additional property a church could own around its sanctuary and fellowship facilities.

After the legislative committee bit, we got in the Mark VIII, sunroof and windows wide open. At about Congress and 4th or 5th, I saw such a person, long legs, tight skirt, beautiful brunette hair.

"Tyler, check out the chi..." Of course, just as I got my friend's attention, the 'chick' turned also - now facing us - with a beautiful, full face beard.
I heard about that the whole ride back.

Sadly, Tyler passed away from lung cancer about a year later, at the much too young age of 53. There's an athletic field next to his church in Azle, on 199, named in his memory.

This next you're not gonna freakin' believe: I have Eyes of a Stranger in my CD collection - Queensr├┐che/Greatest Hits.

Imagine that!

The Donald said...

Kudos for your Bardian retelling of the gas station incident.

What, fought you with them all?

All! I know not what you call all; but if I fought
not with fifty of them, I am a bunch of radish: if
there were not two or three and fifty upon poor old
Jack, then am I no two-legged creature.

Pray God you have not murdered some of them.

Nay, that's past praying for: I have peppered two
of them; two I am sure I have paid, two rogues
in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell
thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou
knowest my old ward; here I lay and thus I bore my
point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me--

What, four? thou saidst but two even now.

Four, Hal; I told thee four.

Ay, ay, he said four.

These four came all a-front, and mainly thrust at
me. I made me no more ado but took all their seven
points in my target, thus.

Seven? why, there were but four even now.

In buckram?

Ay, four, in buckram suits.

Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else.

Prithee, let him alone; we shall have more anon.

Dost thou hear me, Hal?

Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.

Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These nine
in buckram that I told thee of--

So, two more already.

Jarhead said...

I saw Queensryche a few years ago at what-was-then Nokia Theatre. The first half of the show was Operation Mindcrime complete with actors running all over the place. Geoff Tate's voice sounds better now than it did in their heyday.