The Spew Yawker

…..Think it!….Quip it!

October 14th , 2012

 For everything there is a season

My only regret is that I did not appreciate the benefits of world travels when I was young, free single and riding on my parents dime....

Most times crumbs and scraps is what people will give you so that you will not rise above their station.....Ettaesque!

When I was going up, I was led to believe that the ability to do sums was the standard bearer for the measure of one's intelligence. Now, I beg to differ, grant you, I am not going to trivialize sums place in civilization as it is important in every facet of man's existence, especially that of creating algorithms.

However, the true standard bearer of intelligence is the ability to manipulate the subtleness of the English language to chew and spit out one's critical thoughts, even abstract analysis of statistical data.

So Etta, you are back to your expressive expletives and now the quantity of people that makes up your friend's list has dropped off, have I lost any sleep, hell no! have I missed a bill payment, puck no! Have I teetered to the edge insanity, nothing new there! Have I had many an orgasmic sensibilities, well, this one is not on me, but the man.

 Listen, restricting myself from cursing bad words is like chaining a pig with linked sausages, need I say more. It's who I am and it's the fabric of my being. Grant you, my parents never ever cursed, but I, a logosphile, I learnt to colorize my thoughts from absorbing every spoken words uttered straight out the mouths of the helpers and gardeners, as a young child growing up properly Jamaica.

However, I am not going to trivialize the fact that driving in Jamaica did not exacerbate my compulsive need to use profanity. I take responsibility for my actions, but I just don't give a hoot! You can take the girl out of the 'mental big yard'; you can't take the 'mental big yard' out of the girl. 

If you take time to send someone a love song and that person don't bother to say anything about it, or reciprocated in sending you one.....a big red flag, that person is just not into you! Besides, why reinvent the wheel when Youtube says it best!.....the common denominator for attraction, that is, love, lust or just desperation!

And one day you will meet that person, not a twenty three year old, that will turn your inner sanctum upside down....that person will stir feelings that you did not know that you have or existed.

At this stage of the game, I am a woman of very few words; life is too short; you will not change; putting myself back on the shelf is going to rough, but I am not willing to settle for misery anymore!

It's bloody time Facebook grows up, me is a damn der big woman, turning my own key and pushing my own door, need I mention, working the roto rooter that's not even mine. That said, any way you slice it, the members on this social media are not kids, so censoring the word beer is just pucked up stupid!

Well, I get what the duck get. Or, should I say, I want what the duck got, just not from any man over thirty-five, that ship has sailed and now sunk. So for breedable purposes, with head in hand, please have a certified copy of birth certificate in the other. Caveat! I am a genes selector. Hence, if you have the slightest inkling of bad breed genetics in blood line, madness, ugliness and or dunceness in family traits, NUH even badda knock pon mi door!!!!  Father’s Age Is Linked to Risk of Autism and Schizophrenia http://nyti.ms/PxPuf7

Hey, the day you don't feed man's best friend, he will certainly no longer be your best friend! 

I would give him a hug, if I could find him, my last thug comment have him chasing the green eyed monster.....So, I am thinking, I am either going to get the shyte pucked out of my brain or I ain't  gonna get any.....at all!

Love the group ABBA, so clean and tidy - The days of pure unadulterated innocence, exactly why we wanted to grow up before our time is unfathomable, and now children of the flower power era yearn for nothing more than those carefree nostalgia...