Supervolcanos.....The Lady who shot Selena....Saving money

 *If I would have known about Supervolcanos as a kid, I would be so paranoid every day. As a young fellER I was terrified of the end of the world, tornadoes, and roller coasters. I know the way the winds blow in America, the second that volcano in Yellowstone erupts, the plume is headed my way. I guess I would have to Carjack someone and flee as far East as I can Get. So wish me luck on that. 

*I watched a show about Hollywood murders, I did realize I knew them all, but the most shocking thing I learned was that the lady who shot Selena was 34 years old at the time of the murder. Google "the woman who shot Selena" All my life I thought she was in her 50s.  

*Ever since my last podcast, I can't seem to keep money in my pocket. I'm literally bleeding money. 

These topics and more I will be bringing up on.my Thursday night podcast(hopefully).  

Work Pants

I went to The Goodwill to buy some cheap work pants.  

Looking at the rows and rows of work pants in one Goodwill, then picturing the rows and rows of work pants in all the Goodwills, Salvation Armies, and all second hand stores gave me reason to muse.  

The brighter side of myself things maybe the person got fat and left his skinny work pants to buy new ones. Maybe he found a new job where he could wear whatever the hell he wanted.  

The grayer side of myself ponders how many dead mans pants am I looking at. How many men have lived in work pants their whole lives and now here are the remnants left by family or friends. These work pants left by dead men awaiting a whole new generation to live and die in them.  

First Blog post of the new year

I'm sitting in a hair salon. I decided to drop in instead of calling. Because that's how I do. I hate waiting. I hate it. Maybe that comes from not having a car since 2014. Maybe I've always have been that way.  

Ive always walked when the shit hits the fan. If people dare me to walk I will. I hate waiting for rides. I know I've talked about this before. But calling for rides, or asking for rides bothers the hell out of me.  

Maybe that's the reason why I don't have people take me to parties. I can't  stand waiting to leave. Waiting for the designated driver to be done. Or even being forced to stay over night 

That's another excuse coming from my self imposed exhile.  

Other than that may make a quickie podcast for Thursday.   

I did drop two podcasts on Monday. The first is my New Years eve spectacular. The second was a podcast I recorded back in December.  

Happy New Year  

Take care  

-E-