Random – 9232011.1605

There’s a ‘new’ format for you.  I’ve decided we write so randomly I should just label these as “Random: (Date.Time) format.  Just so you know.  That won’t hold true for most of my blogs, so this is, in fact, a random thought / idea / suggestion; though categorization must hold true – for those things which related to a single slightly related and bewilderly wandering around category.

If I walk a few miles at a brisk (and yet leasurly pace – for my Soldier self, that is: our ol’ friend (and foe sometimes) – Sargent Scrounge.  Though sometimes (in the enemy’s eyes) he could have been regarded as “Scourge” or something even better (Devil Dog sometimes; though in those enemy’s eyes that was a long time ago.))))

Anyway (told you I was rambling – we’re known as “Ramblin’ Mike” sometimes here and there and on the Web) – if I walk those few miles to purchase me a Camel (no, not a true beast; we kinda respect, admire, and hate those lumbering nasty ol’ creatures – no, we LOVE them and their soft splayed toes and animal eyes – those ones with the long lashes that just sit there and blink at you! while they are throwing their gallbladder out or taking a nasty spit at you or chomping or something nasty . . .)

Anyway – if we walk a few miles to go and purchase our Camels (this is based upon an old advertisement I once saw – we ALL saw – when we were kids or teens and grownups and things – there on the TV before such advertising was banned . . . now they just advertise sex and condoms; more drugs than you can buy (always with a doctor’s prescription and then some) – and then some more to purchase and buy to offset the side effects that that first one gave you . . . and so on and so on until you’re finally up to thirty-five drugs and no relief at all . . .

Did you know I once tried to convince a company – Glaxosmithkline, I believe it was – to market a “Jetpack” at the superstores and places like airports and business encounters where businessmen could purchase a discrete pack (colored in both yellow and blue) – and on one side would be blister packs of Vivarin (a caffeine stimulant) and on the other (blue) “Sominex” for putting you to sleep?

“There,” I told them in this jetlagged sorta meeting, “See there?  You put them in airports and bus stations – anywhere passengers are meeting – to combat jet lag!  Take a yellow one for when you need to be awake – and a blue for when you need to be sleeping!  With any luck, this sorta thing will take off!  They’ll be taking a Vivarin every couple hours until they feel jittery – and then they can ‘calm down’ with a Somenex – and the thing is, when it starts to make them tired, they’ll wanna take a Vivarin again!  We’ll get them goin’ in kind of a cycle . . . with any luck, the company’ll make millions!  And all we have to do is repackage two separate kinda products . . .”

But at that they drew the line.  Products might get mixed on the packaging lines.  People would get their Sominex confused with their Vivarin.  Problems may occur.  We don’t wanna get sued, don’t you know . . .

And so there we are, walking on down to the store for our package of cigarettes.  We do this kinda thing every day (almost).

So here’s our question (and never mind the Camels: we don’t smoke ’em anyway.  We prefer the true Cowboy Killers: Marlboro Onehundreds.  In the RED pack.  RED meaning “danger” and “death” . . .

and so we smoke ’em anyway.  Walking a mile (or so) . . . not for our Camels (or our camel’s sake; he needs the rest anyway.  Plus he spits and throws up on you . .) and then back . . .

Does the exercise offset the habit of smoking?

Does walking to the store ‘take off’ for the inhalation of certain drugs?

Inquiring minds wanna know.

And we have one of them.  (ok, maybe a few, but hey – who’s counting and who wants to know again, anyway?  We’re all ok in here . . .)

Just wanna know.

(lots of laughing and giggling going on . . . the boys have had their fun …. time for mischevious . . . just after we’re done . . . smoking time …. 🙂

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About jeffssong

JW is an adult childhood abuse survivor with DID*. He grew up in a violent family devoid of love and affection. He is a military brat and veteran. He no longer struggles with that past. In 1976 JW began writing "The Boy". It took 34 years to complete. It is currently on Kindle (http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004T3IVKK ), or if you prefer hard copy, on Amazon ( http://www.amazon.com/Boy-J-W/dp/1461022681). JW resides somewhere in the deep South. He is disabled and living with family. Note: Please feel free to take what you need; all is free to all. With that in mind, keep it that way to others. Thank you. We have 3 Blogs - One for our younger days, 0-10 (The Little Shop of Horrors); one for our Teen Alter and his 'friends' (also alters) with a lot of poetry; and finally "my" own, the Song of Life (current events and things)
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