November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Tuesday, April 24, 2007
4/24/07
Where you at?
4/24/07
I have been the ultimate blog slacker. I have had blogs floating around in my head and I just don’t post them. But are you really missing being inside my head? I mean really. The weather has finally broken and it has been great to be outside. In 5 or so weeks I will have been married a whole year. Kick ass. All my MRI health stuff has been coming up clear which is great, I start another round of chemo on May 1st. I had a birthday April 12, 34 now. So I haven’t written and neither have some of you. I have written to some of you and some didn’t write back. And on Myspace would the Bulletin whores stop I mean promote your band, tv show etc. But to post up to 3 bulletins a day because you can’t decide your cereal in the morning. I know I should just drop them if I don’t want to see it. Myspace is a sick cult dammit. Global warming final comment from me: yes there are some responsible steps we can all take: Al Gore’s house’s energy consumption= 20 average households. John Kerry has a fleet of SUV’s, Sheryl Crow has 2 tour buses 2 semi’s and several vehicle’s on tour. Oh you and me no more 20 trips for everything knock a bunch out on one trip. OK ice age was a long time ago, newsflash the globe has been warming up since or else we would be back in an ice age and most of that warming took place before cars, the industrial revolution etc..
5:46 PM
Sunday, April 08, 2007
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a little off track
Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back
But, it's better than not coming back at all
Many a good man
I saw fall And even now,
every time I dream I hear the men
and the monkeys in the jungle scream
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me , but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
I remember one night,
Tex and me Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.
We had our 16's on rock and roll
But, with all that fire,
was scared and cold
We were crazy, we were wild
And I have seen the tiger smile
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead , but by God's grace
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
I got a little limp now when
I walk Got a little tremolo when
I talk But my letter read from Whiskey Sam
You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
8:46 PM
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