Saturday, February 14, 2009

The Good Old Guy

What better day that the 14th of February to confess that I am getting mushy in my old age? It has to be true. When I started posting to this blog all those years ago it seems that every other post was an outlet for my unrepentant nastiness. Maybe it is the whitening of my thinning hair, my failing vision, achy joints and the lessening of my testosterone levels, but I don’t feel quite so outraged about things any more.

I did an article earlier that made people think that the ‘Good Old Guy” had returned, but it was merely an ember of my previous self. Do I miss my days of rage? Not really; I barely remember them. Just like I used to like the angry Neil Young better than his present sappy self, but now the sappy Neil Young doesn’t even bother me. So bite me!

As a further sign of my on-going mellowing process ( I won’t call it contrition) I will give credit where credit is due today. I say here and today that Cynthia Price has incredible musical taste and her radio shows are composed of the most interesting music that goes out over the air waves in this community.



Blogger Beth said...

"Lovies, Guy." ???
You are getting mushy. Mushy and mellow are not such bad things to be - but do try and hang on to some of the outrage and nastiness. They're endearing qualities, too.

5:40 AM  
Blogger darev2005 said...

Dang, now I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Aaaaaauuugh! What is this feeling? Someone get me some bleach and a scrub brush! And some more damn coffee, now!!!

6:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh yeah?? Well. if we want to rattle your chain, we just have to bring up the subject of United Way. And since we are on the subject...

The United Way realized that it had never received a donation from the city's most successful lawyer. So a United Way volunteer paid the lawyer a visit in his lavish office.

The volunteer opened the meeting by saying, 'Our research shows that even though your annual income is over two million dollars, you don't give a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give something back to your community through the United Way?'

The lawyer thinks for a minute and says, 'First, did your research also show you that my mother is dying after a long, painful illness and she has huge medical bills that are far beyond her ability to pay?'

Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbles, 'Uh..... no, I didn't know that.'

'Secondly,' says the lawyer, 'my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair and is unable to support his wife and six children.'

The stricken United Way rep begins to stammer an apology, but is cut off again. 'Thirdly, did your research also show you that my sister's husband died in a dreadful car accident, leaving her penniless with a mortgage and three children, one of whom is disabled and another that has learning disabilities requiring an array of private tutors?'

The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten, says, 'I'm so sorry, I had no idea.'

And the lawyer says, 'So..., if I didn't give any money to them, what makes you think I'd give any to you?'

Hopefully, there will be a few more entertaining splinters as you slide down the banister of life... Happy VD!!


7:25 AM  
Blogger Auntie said...

Happy Happy, honey-kins !

And you are right, Cindy's show is awesome.

9:42 AM  
Blogger g said...

happy valentines day guy.

i'm thinking of writing a sick day post that deals with mushy old guys.

11:38 AM  
Blogger The Guy Who Writes This said...

Beth, Maybe my lack of outrage comes from no longer being surprised by things.

Darev, go back to work and you'll get back to your old self.

Moose, we are so glad you visit here.

Auntie, It is, it is.

g, have at it. I haven't copyrighted it. Sick days are free for all to use.

5:26 AM  
Blogger Hahn at Home said...

Save you a heart attack. I say, mellow isn't so bad. If you ever want to re-rage, come on down here to Sacramento and drive for a few minutes, that'll bring it all flooding back in just a second.

2:47 PM  
Blogger The Guy Who Writes This said...

No thank you. I'd love to come down and see Hahn at Home live, but I don't do well in over developed areas. My sarcasm turns sardonic.

7:25 PM  

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