"Back in the saddle again". The Further Adventures of Hurricane Duane Thomas.
"Ain't nothin' shakin' 'cept the leaves on the trees…'n they wouldn’t be shakin' ifn' weren’t fo the breeze!"
Ok, friends…so I disappear once in awhile. It doesn’t mean I've gone exactly, just either layin' low, or just hangin' in the branches above the jungle. Lately…it's been a little of both. Ive been downsized, up-headed, spread-out-thin, tuckered-out, whipped-up, punched silly, tossed n tumbled and dried on "FLUFF GARMENTS". It just happens sometimes. Life can get a little…well…complicated.
It all started in January when I was getting ready for surgery. That went well, no real problems, but getting out, I seemed to be the target of a large group of Soulful-Supporters whom I call 'friends' Well, I still call them friends, although, Im not sure exactly what the hell happened. A well meant comment or two or three was well intended, but just about got me killed. Don’t know what I said, n maybe it was the way I said it…but I brought a whole world of trouble down on my head. I had to duck so low I was seeing outta my shoelaces. And everytime I come up to look around, I got blinded-by-the light….again! Seems that sometimes, theres just no pleasing people.
I knew you cant please everyone all the time, but I thought its pretty hard tickin' off everyone at the same time. Seems I was wrong. So, outta a clear blue sky on a sunny winter day, I got NAILED. They were hollered at me about THIS…n THAT...n the OTHER THING…or 2 or 5 things…whatever. You get the idea. So I just decided to lay low. At least lower than my laces I was lookin' up through. I didn’t leave…I didn’t go…I didn’t really disappear. I just tried really, really hard to become INVISIBLE. ('Didn't work well. I got found.) But, that’s ok. I was tired of sitting here with my mouth closed. Everyone that knows me knows how hard THAT is for me to do. (mumble) 'Big 'nuff to drive a truck thru sometimes! But, thats just me. I don’t think I can ever be any other way. I speak my mind. And the mind is a terrible thing to waste.(Where have I heard that before? Oh-my-gosh! I sound like my parents!)
So, to make a long story a bit longer, Im back to cause everyone some more grief. At least enough to tick-off a few people that thought I left for good. HA! Gotcha cha! What did you think? I'd roll over and play dead? Hardly! Im a survivor. Im tough and ruff and a ready-Teddy. So there. Deal with it. Put that in your hookahs n smoke it!.
For me? Im getting a long laundry list of things and topics that have been on my mind, and Im ready to tick-off more people.
After all! Life a b---h….then you die! Me? Im plannin' on bein' around a while. And "Drivin' Sideways in Detroit?" Well….I got the keys in 'm hand and a full tank a gas. So get outta the way!
See you at the traffic light……..
Hurricane Duane (Yeah! THAT Hurricane Duane!)
