Random Thoughts the Third

I would love to be able to make any of those women very disappointed.
But at least I would have a big ole' grin.

 

Barracudas are voracious, opportunistic predators, relying on surprise and short bursts of speed to overtake their prey. ... Adults of most species are more or less solitary, while young and half-grown fish frequently congregate. — Wikipedia

I've heard there was a decent board
Where people gabbed and reaped reward
But you don't really care for logic, do ya?
It goes like this
Points made, points missed
The minions stall, the inmates hiss
The baffled mods consumed by barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

Your posts were long, and your snark unkind
You're jaded words betrayed your mind
You've allowed your cynicism to consume ya
It strapped you to an old desk chair
It blurred your eyes, and it curled your hair
And from fingertips it drew the barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

Baby I have been here before
I know this site, I've watched it roar
I used to message board before I knew ya
I've seen your memes on the image thread
Smarts are not completely dead
They're just cold and ripped apart by barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

There was a time when you used to grow
But days went cold, and business slowed
And now you never welcome anybody, do ya?
And remember when I joined with you
The site, each board, the feeling grew
But now all has been overrun by barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

Maybe there's a mod online
But all I've ever learned this time
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew ya
It's not a cry in the deepest night
It's not somebody who has seen the light
It's the last remains from feasting barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

You say I took the site too light
I don't even know the site
But if I did, well, really, what's it to ya?
There's a grace in writing every word
It doesn't matter if they're absurd
Or bound to be ignored by barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda

I did my best, it wasn't much
I hauled my fame, I was in a Rush
I screamed Roll Tide in the heart of Chattanooga
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before you all in song
With nothing left to feed the barracuda

Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda, barracuda
Barracuda

 

It doesn't read like the Heart song titled Barracuda. Anyhoo, the board's latest version of You're So Vain

 

And at this moment, 11 of the 18 "users online" are bot members.

 

I can never read your sarcasm vs. your honest not knowing, so running the risk of looking stupid, that's because it's Leonard Cohen/Jeff Buckley's "Hallelujah."

 

Can y'all do "Freebird" next? Thanks.

 

Just published my 3rd book -- well, volume 3 of the series. Totally interactive too with a code of QR codes that lead you to my blog and YouTube page and our Facebook page, etc.

Thanks for supporting an unemployed journo: http://www.blurb.com/my/book/detail/4333572-chalk-it-up-3

 

Had no idea of that; I've heard only the minute of the song that Jason Castro did on Idol. And even less of an idea what Vers is trying to say with his homage

 

I know you were all waiting with bated breath, because I haven't updated in a while, but yes, my ass is supple as ever.

I've long searched for the best way to describe it. My search is over.

Airplane neck pillow.

If you take an airplane neck pillow and kind of push it together so it reaches maximum firmness? That's my supple ass texture. (Sans the little plastic ball bearings)

So if you're on that long flight from New York to L.A. and you need to turn in for a bit? Know this. You will punch your ticket to slumberland cozying up on the restful texture of my supple ass.

Enjoy!

 

Well, you sleep on planes to thoughts of Chuck Mangione giving you a Sunday morning blow job.

 

Give me a 1980s B-cupped Kathleen Turner any day over the flavors du jour, including Kate Upton.

 

Went to the bar last night for some adult beverages. Got an appetizer sampler to munch on while I was there. Sign of my age: the jalepeno poppers took more of a toll on me than the booze.