Okay I'm trying to stay up and focused, but...but...anyhoo, I'm sitting here at the dojo desk, and Michael Henderson "Take Me I'm Yours" and thinking about happier times. My Love is in the Yellow Rose State and here I am still in the struggle for survival. Trying to get a date for New Year's Eve, nothing heavy, just a dance buddy and someone to talk with the evening, that keeps the oldies far, far away from me.
MATTERS...
So Black lives Matters, All Lives Matter, yet no one fully knows what is the matter. The matter is I'm tired of babies and children being caught in the cross hairs of adults, who can't control their impulses. I'm tired because everybody feels that only more guns stop bad guns, good people with guns will stop the bad people with guns, not so much, what has been happening is accidental shooting of careless "good" people with guns, who have the attention span of a teetsy fly, but yet have a weapon. What we have is stupid violent criminals, who since have such a love of shooting, should be immediately flown and dropped into some Hot Zone of war and let them shoot away, clearly no life matters to them. They should be sent away and, their families and children will know they actually did something for a purpose, other than driving up and down the street and shooting innocents due to the fact the pin heads you were aiming for are no where to be found, most likely on...
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