Memo Regarding The Prior Memo

MEMO REGARDING PRIOR MEMO

TO: All Recipients of This Memo
FROM: Me
RE: The Last Memo

This memo regards my Last Memo in which I instructed All Recipients to immediately evacuate their homes and Head Directly to Hell.

No detours will be tolerated save for the one mandated below.

The sole purpose of THIS Useless Memo is to follow up with a few questions:

1. Are you there yet?
2. Are you at least in the car?
3. Do you have your phone? I’d feel better since you won’t leave without it.
4. Do you have your wallet and something to drink? You might be getting thirsty soon.
5. Are you in possession of sufficient fuel to remove Yourself and Your Property from My Neighborhood?
6. [I don’t think you’ll be needing an overnight bag]
7. Lastly, are you heading in the Correct Direction?

You’re welcome to Head OVER to The Hotel California: I don’t THINK you’ll be checking back out, but if you do, the correct direction is

HEAD SOUTH AND NEVER STOP.

Thank you for at least being Able To Read (it’s terribly difficult to find Legible Help these days), but I can’t say it was a pleasure doing business with you.

In fact, the Only Place I’d entertain even a Terrible Whiff of a Suggestion of Repeat Business with You is if…..

MANY YEARS from now…..

BOTH downtrodden and down on our luck (or DESPERATELY horny; either works)……

We BOTH turn up looking Far Older Than Our Years, fully realized into
The Most Liver-Pickled Barflies of All Tine…..

In the Lobby Bar
at The Hotel California.

FOR JELLY ROLL:

TOO OLD TO BE A GROUPIE,
NEVER TOO OLD TO BE A FAN

Thanks for the photo, Spotify and @jellyroll

TOO OLD TO BE A GROUPIE,
NEVER TOO OLD TO BE A FAN


I don’t know if your whole
“I’m too screwed by life
To cope effectively,
So I cope pharmaceutically”

Spiel is a trope or play;
I just know I appreciate
Your particularly Unique Way
Of Stringing and Singing
The Words you Write
In a way which always resonates,

At least to me!
So if You keep Sounding,
I’ll keep listening and jamming
To the Lyrically-Lush songs
I count on You to make.

This High Praise shall now conclude,
Bidding You both Adios and Ad-i-eu,
As well as Please and Very Thank You.

The Female Perspective: Super Freaky Guys♨️♨️

Thanks for learning me early.

SUPER-FREAKY GUYS:

He’s a very special boy
From his Head down to his Gonads;
[Its a very short distance].
He waits for me at backstage
With his guy-friends
In a limousine.

Four’s not a crowd to them, they say.
“Room 714, We’ll be waiting!”
When I get there, they’ve got
Condoms, coke, and candles:
It’s such a freaky scene!

Those boys are very kinky
(They’re VERY super freak),
The kind of boys you read about
In Playgirl Magazine.
I really like to taste them
Every time we meet.

They’re all right, they’re all right:
Those Boys are DIVINE
To Me!

Here’s the Video to Accompany my Bopping & Blogging Post

HEY NOW❗️

WHAT’S GOING ON
I agree that most
GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN.

Maybe One Girl doesn’t, but
SHE’S SO UNUSUAL and
SHE BOPS all day.
Which I can only aspire to!

And let’s not forget that
I have a ONE TRACK MIND❗️
So I’ll probably be Bopping Myself soon, too.

Or at least I hope so.
THAT’S WHAT I THINK anyway.

So, I’m hoping you’ll have a
CHANGE OF HEART.

If you recall,
The last time we were “Together”,
I DROVE ALL NIGHT,
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT

To get to You,
Many times and
On Multiple occasions.

Regardless of what happens,
I’M GONNA BE STRONG.

However, I’m currently experiencing A Popularity Bonanza,
Which doesn’t change the fact that:
MONEY CHANGES EVERYTHING.

Just as I’ve predicted
TIME AFTER TIME.

Money adds fuel to latent behaviors,
Releasing TRUE COLORS info the Atmosphere
On a daily basis.

THAT’S WHAT I THINK
All over again.

At least according to
My Own Opinion, So Unusual.

Bopping and Blogging Time After Time

HEY NOW❗️

WHAT’S GOING ON
I agree that most
GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN.

Maybe One Girl doesn’t, but
SHE’S SO UNUSUAL and
SHE BOPS all day.
Which I can only aspire to!

And let’s not forget that
I have a ONE TRACK MIND❗️
So I’ll probably be Bopping Myself soon, too.

Or at least I hope so.
THAT’S WHAT I THINK anyway.

So, I’m hoping you’ll have a
CHANGE OF HEART.

If you recall,
The last time we were “Together”,
I DROVE ALL NIGHT,
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT

To get to You,
Many times and
On Multiple occasions.

Regardless of what happens,
I’M GONNA BE STRONG.

However, I’m currently experiencing A Popularity Bonanza,
Which doesn’t change the fact that:
MONEY CHANGES EVERYTHING.

Just as I’ve predicted
TIME AFTER TIME.

Money adds fuel to latent behaviors,
Releasing TRUE COLORS info the Atmosphere
On a daily basis.

THAT’S WHAT I THINK
All over again.

At least according to
My Own Opinion, So Unusual.

RAP OUT MUSIC

The only thing I can’t do in my karaoke performances, other than carry a tune, is force my lips to follow quick words.

So rap songs are OUT for me;
Though I’ve grown to see the beauty there,
Alive and Wild and True-to-Heart,
Where Before I never thought to Look.

Love Letter to Musicians & Other Artists


So glad the Possibility
Exists to Pass from YOU to ME
The Locus Deep within your soul
That’s Home to Many, Multi Hues
Which color Creativity,
Releasing Notes so Buttery
Newly birthed to Effervesce
And Love me with a distant Kiss
Fingers Snapped for all to Crack
Lay down as the Background Track,
Then set about to commence tapping,
Loosing, Ripping, Tearing Free,
Igniting, Lifting, Rising from
Somewhere Someplace Inside of Me
Crowds of Falling, Stumbling, Pulsing, Pounding,

But Still Dancing Feet.

(Thanks for the photo, @kkipras)

Melissa’s Poem

Is it so hard
To satisfy your senses?

You found out to love me,
You have to climb some fences.

Scratching and crawling
Along the floor to touch you,

And just when it feels right,
You say you found someone to hold you.

Well, tell me:
Does she love you
Like the way I do?

Does she stimulate you?
Attract and captivate you?

Does she miss you?
Existing just to kiss you?

Does she want you?
Infatuate and haunt you?

Does she know just how to shock you?
Electrify and rock you?

Does she inject you?
Seduce you and affect you?

Like the way I do?

Can I survive
All these implications?

Even if I tried,
Could you be less than an addiction?

Don’t you think I know
There’s so many others

Who would beg steal and lie,
Fight, kill and die

Just to hold you
Like the way I do?

Tell me:
Does she love you
Like the way I do?

NOBODY LOVES YOU.
[Like the way I do]

“Like the Way I Do,” by Melissa Etheridge, 1988

Not that anyone cares

This is “It” and I at our absolutely most annoying, irritating, and obnoxious. And our most intoxicated (to the point of forgetting we were recording at multiple times during the evening).

Yeah, I wouldn’t introduce me to your kids, either! I’m a terrible influence on everyone around me. And It is just as bad – if not WORSE‼️

Only if you like eavesdropping on two people who can’t keep their mouths shut for more than ten seconds could you even potentially find this video entertaining…

P.S. It [the video] has a false finish, like all of my favorite karaoke songs. This one’s not over until we’re finally “parched.”

PROOF‼️