Sometimes it is tough to get motivated to write crappola on this site. The last few months have been rather depressing for your King. I would write about it but it would depress me even more so I won't.
I see football is back. The Bills are in training down the road, well across town, from where I live. They pretty much have the same squad of mostly stinko players that they had last year. The other teams in their division are beefing up their lineups but not our Bills. Even the Sabres are making some noise in signing players. Hmm, new owner equals new attitude. Not with the Bills...Mummifying owner equals same old crap. I feel for poor Chan Gailey as he has been dealt with the standard rotten hand of a two and a seven off suit. Maybe he can be a miracle worker but even Helen Keller can see where this team will finish at the end of the year.
Congress this past month made our New York Legislature look like a finely honed machine. Spoiled brats on both sides of the aisle want to take their balls home with them and not play. Even the Iraqi Congress gets along better than our batch of elected stooges. The economy is dying, the Stock Exchange is starting to head south again, unemployment is creeping up again and all we hear from Washington is the same old bull crap. This makes me fondly remember that scene from the movie 'Mars Attacks' where the Martian leader is about to address Congress but instead lasers them out of existence and the little old lady watching it on TV starts laughing as she says "they blew up congress'. Maybe a visit from Klaatu will set our Congress straight but I am sure, after hearing them babble and whine, Klaatu will tell GORT he has had enough.
The NBA has locked out its players...who cares.
I have tried to golf as much as I can to make up for the 2 month delay I had in the start of my season thanks to the crappy weather we had in early Spring. I have been playing very consistently but consistency does not win you anything. I have had my moments during a round but I am still waiting for that one break out round that will let the world know that I have returned. But then again I am sure the world couldn't care less.
As you can probably tell your King is probably not in the best frame of mind but, then again, who cares. I really don't even care. Life sucks. You try to do your best but you keep getting knocked back down so why try? Sometimes you just want to throw in the towel but you dig deep to try to find that extra bit of energy to keep going. Well, the well is going dry and I have just about have had enough. Maybe relocating to another state again may help. My 'mission' to Utah for a couple of years back in the mid nineties did wonders for me mentally(until they found out I was not a Mormon and deported me back to NY). Maybe something like that is what your King needs to move forward. Maybe it is just the same old mid-life crisis that people say you get. Maybe I am just in a pissy mood. Maybe I have a vitamin deficiency. Maybe if my granny had wheels she would be a wagon. Who cares? I don't. Screw the world! Good night.
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