Being John Malcontent

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You can't make folks laugh all the time.

I know that there are people who make a living at making folks laugh but lets be real. They usually have a staff of writers who's entire job it is to write words to make folks laugh.

Even they have off days.


In the event that you want to make someone happy but nothing is working.

There's always sex.

Sex and Barry White.



Sex and Barry White and the Beatles...





It's usually good for a laugh here at Casa 12 dots.


Well that and a the notion of a Wanda Bar.




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I woke up craving this song...

Uh not exactly.

This morning I woke up from a dream about having sex with someone I'm currently NOT talking to. We've never (incase you're wondering). Could have but didn't. Probably a good idea. Then I laid in bed paralyzed because of this question, "What if I can't anymore? What if the sum total of my sexual experiences were already over?"


Then I craved the song.

"..Bernadette..."

LOL "Rosebud. Rosebud."


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I had another dream...

No not about rattle snakes.

This time I dreamed I had sex.

I think I'm gonna tell my friend that I had sex with men who had rattlesnake penises.

Can't wait to hear what they have to say about it.




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Dream lover...

A while back I dreamed about rattle snakes.

As soon as I woke up, I told someone about it.

Later they told me that it mean I had "...unresolved issues...".

I told them that it was spring and I had "...rattle snakes in heat..." issues.

(Where we live the rattlesnakes are emerging from their dens. They're sleepy, hungry, horney, and basically pizzed. You see rattlesnakes crossing the road all the time. I have yard work to do. Nothing unresolved about it.)

My friend insisted that I was wrong and that my subconscious was trying to tell me something.

I thought about it and started to tell them, "Why yes, you are correct. Everynight as I go to sleep watching Craig Ferguson and his rattlesnake mug my subconscious is in an epic battle of desire. Now shut up and lets go get coffee."

Then I thought about it some more and invited them to run barefoot through my back yard.

:D

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