Who I is...
Okay...I got an email/comment about who I am, **** or Stevie. And, since y'all don't know me, yet I guess it would be a good idea to elaborate a bit. (Spare you the agony of reading the archives over at the old page-especially since I messed up my template and I don't think you can get to 'em right now...)
My real name is ****. That's pronounced just like *-*-*-*. I use Stevie on here. I love SRV and it matches my email address and blog name. I'm 40, chronologically.....about 14 or so in my head, where it counts. There is a picture of me in the Yahoo members directory under srv200163. I've recently ascertained that I am an existential, disenfranschised Libertarian. (I wanted a label, I got a label...) In other words, I'm a bent-headed little shit with the best of intentions that sometimes backfire on me. If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I'm on the expressway. I've never been one of those foo-foo females. I don't wear makeup or dresses unless somebody dies, I usually have 'guy' jobs, I do guy things-like fishing, riding mechanical bulls, driving pickups, working on pickups and cars, you know...the FUN stuff-I like (love) animals more than I do most people, I watch good cartoons (the old ones like Looney Tunes and the Pink Panther and one newer one-Daria).....hmmm. I like playing around in the streams and ponds on this farm catching various critters. I have 18 animals, ranging from an Appaloosa, down thru dogs, cats, rabbits and a rat, including a parakeet. I've had an interesting, shall we say, life. For instance: My stupid mother moved to Florida with one of my boyfriends when I was around 19 (she died in 1990), my Dad is married to a chick who's only 4 years older than me, I've been divorced once (so far), will be divorced again someday and before I die, I will be married to Eric. I grew up in Joisey (ick) and I currently live on a working dairy farm in Pa. with Eric....and the soon-to-be-second-ex. (Do I qualify for Springer, yet?) I'm honest to a fault. Even if telling the truth makes me look like a 'tard, I do it. I hate liars. Besides, I suck at it. I've got a twisted sense of humor-the dumber the joke, the better. I drink entirely too much coffee and ask God everyday to bless Juan Valdez and whomever invented Coffeemate.I love the 70's and everything that has to do with them...the TV shows, the music, everything. I taped every single episode of "I love the 70's" offa VH1, I watch TVLand and Nick at Night more than I do any other channels. Stevie Ray Vaughan is my personal GuitarGod, but I like others, too. I sing a lot...people like: Larry Gatlin, Charlie Rich, Waylon Jennings, The Monkees (Micky is my favorite), The Bee Gees, Barry White, Dwight (the dipshit) Yoakam, Roger Miller, Steve Miller, Steve Earle...mostly men. I can do some Patsy Cline and Charlie McClain (sp?), but for the most part, I stick with men. Actually, I love men. Gay or straight, men are my favorite people. Even after having been shit on by at least half the male population of this planet, I still like them better. They're nicer to me, usually. (Yeah, I know I just said I've been shit on by about half of them, it's just that women, starting with my mother, through the be-yotches in high school, up to and including the chick Dad is married to have been meaner. They've done stuff on purpose, where men are just dipsticks, who don't mean to be rotten, mostly.)
I don't drink much anymore, but when I do, I usually drink Michelobe. I like the occasional shot of Uncle Jack and when I want to get blotto without having to drink beer, I turn to Tequlia Rose. That is some good stuff. It's like Strawberry Quik with a kick. I smoke...(and cigarettes). I read prodigiously. Stephen King is the man! I also like true murder stories and biographies of cool people. I love Sam Kinnison, George Carlin, Robin Williams, Steven Wright, Jeff Foxworthy, Bill Engvall, Richard Pryor, Tim Allen, John Belushi...I used to listen to Howard Stern. I don't that much anymore. He's boring now that he's divorced. And, exactly how many times do you need to hear or see stupid, half-naked chicks playing "Stripper Jeopardy" and not knowing how many feet are in a yard? God. They're even dumber than the celebrities on 'Celebrity Jeopardy'. I love Jeopardy, too, but I refuse to watch it when they have celebs on. "I'll take 'Spell my name' for $1000.00, Alex" "Okay...spell it" "Duuuhhh, ihfiwehrwouefwufhiwefgwe" RRRRRTTT! Wrong! Dumbasses.
I don't have kids that aren't four-legged and furry. God knew what he was doing there, let me tell ya. When I was growing up, my mother was like Joan Crawford without the money. Kids pretty much scare the hell outta me. Besides, they talk waaaay too much and usually smell weird. Those little boogers see me and know that "Here's a clueless bim. Let's run her butt right into the ground." Charming. I'll pass on as much of that as I can, thanks. I don't escape it entirely, though. Eric has a 14 year old psycho...oops, I mean son. Teenagers are friggin' goofy! He's a good kid, with a horrible, psychotic mother (no shit, no lie-you'll see...). The fact that he's not dead or locked up proves he is a good kid. He just gets all bunged up because of her heartless mind-games. Ooohhh...Mind games just reminded me that I absolutely LOVE John Lennon, too. I can't watch anything about him without crying when they get to his end. Mark Chapman should be peeled and dunked into a vat of battery acid. Jerk. I cannot STAND Yoko oh-no, though. What a dillhole.
Let's see....what else? I believe in God, but I think organized religion is a crock. I hate and do not get involved in politics. Like I said before, I hate liars and that's all politicians are-liars. I don't trust ANY of 'em any farther than I could throw a handful of feathers. I'm pro-choice. What a person does with their body-up to and including suicide-is their own business. I don't think taking guns away from everybody will do much good, although you'll never convince me that hunters need armour-peircing bullets. When's the last time you saw a deer wearing a bullet-proof vest? I also think that if you murder somebody, you should die, too. The ultimate rehabilitation. And, the only rehabilitation certain to work, ya know? I think the government should stay out of parental concerns. There is a difference between discipline and abuse and it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. To be brutally honest, I believe there are many more important things our government ought to be doing than meddling in people's personal affairs. They need to quit worrying about little Johnny gettin' his ass busted when he deserves it, quit worrying about who is sleeping with whom and start doing what they're supposed to be doing. Obliterating terrorists, making our economy better, minding their own business...stuff like that. Lord, have mercy. I just read all this and I have the cojones to say kids talk too much? Oookaaayyy. (Sigh) I guess this is a good start. Lotsa trivial information, anyway. I'm sure I'll cover more, in more depth in the future. BUT....
If ya have any questions, feel free to ask. It's kinda hard to really see how info like this will be taken by other people and I'd much rather answer 40 million questions than have someone think "What a dickweed" based on a mis-statement or unclarified point by me. If ya want to think I'm a bent-headed dickweed after ya get to know me, that's cool...'cause I am. If ya know me first, though, you'll probably still like me more than if ya don't know where it comes from. I don't have one single mean or evil bone in my body. But, I do have a lot of pissed off ones, so sometimes I come across harsher than I mean to. I also cuss... A LOT. So, don't let it bother you. Hell, don't let anything I say bother you. It's all just personal opinion, unmitigated horse-hooey and the perceptions of a folded, stapled and mutilated brain. I'm not adverse to learning, changing or growing up a bit. I refuse, however, to grow OLD. Take care, peace and I'll be back....
Comments
Speaking of Bill Engvall: My Fantasy Football team's name is "Here's Your Sign"!
Posted by: Daniel at September 10, 2003 04:16 PM (Oc6V9)
This is nifty.
Welcome to the Munuviania.
Posted by: LeeAnn at September 10, 2003 07:57 PM (HxCeX)
Posted by: Susie at September 10, 2003 09:11 PM (SM1Wt)
Posted by: Velociman at September 10, 2003 11:24 PM (iT+bD)
No such thing as too much Stevie Ray.
Posted by: Stevie at September 11, 2003 01:33 AM (cZTPA)
Hurray!
(Sorry it took me so long to get around to reading this...but hurray!)
Posted by: victor at September 11, 2003 09:10 AM (L3qPK)
Posted by: Geoffrey at September 11, 2003 09:04 PM (RggUF)
Secondly, the fact that you went to the trouble of looking it up negates any 'bluntness', anyway.
Ya big Sweetie.
(BTW, thank you again...you've made me laugh right out loud.)
Posted by: Stevie at September 12, 2003 03:26 AM (mg1J1)
Posted by: Dawn at September 14, 2003 09:59 AM (RKvzi)
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