It's 4:30 am on a Tuesday
It doesn't get much worse than this
In Beds in rooms in buildings
in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless
Please help me stay awake I'm Falling
Asleep in perfect Blue Buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion Baby
try and keep my self away from myself and me.

I got bones beneath my skin, and Mister...
There's a skeleton in every mans house....
Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on every body...
There's a Dead man trying to get out.

Little boy and Marshallow

Well it's Sunday and We are getting ready for church. My heart is breaking because the two Feral Cats That I named "Little Boy" and "Marshmallow" are sitting at the window again wanting to be fed. I can't feed them because of the woman upstairs who camplained to the corporate office. It Just breaks my heart because they had grown to depend on me and now I have to let them Down. I am the only one that Little boy allows to pet him. I have let them both in the house a few times to eat but I just can't take the chance on being evicted. Well no more time for posting. GTG.

Happy Hollidays everybody

Haven't posted anything for quite some time. It is getting harder and harder to find time. It's also getting harder and harder to think straight. Finally got my old traffic tickets cleared up. Next stop, the DMV to take the test and get my drivers license back. Then its Car shoppin time. Haven't been mobile for a long time. Christmas this year went better than I expected. It was our first Christmas without our son. But with the family here Debbie did really well. I am glad that she did because I was so worried that she would be really depressed. But she actually had a good time seeing her cousins. Well speaking of Debbie I am being paged GTG. Back later.

"I Want To Go Back"/Re-posted just because I felt like it

I want to go back
to Mayacamas Vinyards
and plant grapes while singing "Workin on the Chain Gang"
I want to go Back
to Wrights Beach, sleep on the sand, Waves crashing.
I Want to go Back
To Goat Rock and fly my dome tent like a kite
I want to go back
To Duncan Mills Campground where the stars shined like a cosmic Hasbro Light-Bright and the sound of the Russian river lulled me to sleep.
I want to go back
to the days when young men wore their pants around their waist
and you never saw any ones boxers.
I want to go back
To KVON Radio station and play the long version of "Carry On" By Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young while smoking Hashish out side the studio
I want to go back
and work the concession stand selling coke and candy bars at one of my mom's concerts at the Napa Fairgrounds
While "Country Joe and The Fish" play an anti war song and become part of rock and roll history.
I want to go back
To Golden Gate Park and see the "Jefferson Airplane" for free
I want to go back and drive my 1960 Ford Falcon from San Jose to Napa
on $3.00 worth of gas with "Pink Floyd" blaring from the Eight Track.
I want to go back and pinpoint just where the Star ship Enterprise first appears in the opening credits for "Star Trek" and Ride the back roads of Hazzard County with the Duke Boys, Back to when Hoss Cartwright's 10 gallon hat was 15 gallons and the "Bolt Brothers" Ran Seattle and owned Bridal Veil mountain.
I want to go back to a simpler time and place where multi- thousand watt car stereos dont exist and 9/11 was just another date.
I want to Go Back
to my best friend Ron Brooks's house when UHF telivision was the latest thing
and wachikanoka the Indian and the "Old Sourdough" were a late nite offering on "KEMO" channel 20 from San Francisco, and The Robinson Family were"Lost In Space" and "WWW" was "The Wild Wild West" Not the "World Wide Web"
Damn How I want to go Back!

By R K Savage. July 25, 2007

Good To Be Alive - YouTube

This Guy is really funny and such an inspiration.

Norton Buffalo - Nobody Wants Me

It is with tremendous sadness that I Report the Death of one of the greatest Harmonica players of all time and a friend as well. "Snortin" Norton Buffalo passed away ysterday from Lung Cancer. His Spirit and Talent will be Greatly Missed.

Just another Saturday??????

Well Here it is Saturday morning. I didn't sleep worth a Damn last Night. I kept waking up from a strange dream in which my son Danny had returned form the dead. He had come to reassure his mother and I that there was something else after this life. I don't Know what could have caused me to dream these things except that Debbie and I went to the movies yesterday to see "The Secrets of Johnathan Sperry". It is a Christian film that dealt with coming to except Christ and dealing with death and things like that. It was a little slow at first but got better. What made it especially good was that at the end you find that it is based on a true story. It starred Gavin McLeod (Love Boat) and Robert Guillaume(Benson) although Guillaume part was small it turns out to be a pretty important one when taken in context to the message of the movie which is "Forgiveness" and Living for Christ. 1hr 36 min run time. Worth seeing.

Long Live "Wachikanoka"

It is with Great Sadness that I report the Passing Of Gary Ferry. Some of you may remember him as the host of a San Jose based program called "Movies till Dawn" sponsored by 3M Carpets. Others may remember "Race Street and Bascomb ave" I remember him mostly for his portrayal of Chief "Wachikanoka" The pot smoking Indian who co hosted a late night movie show known as "The Old Sourdough &Wachikanoka. They would show really old time classic westerns like the old Gabby hayes movies tied together at the breaks with hilarious Banter between the two hosts. I remember the show from the days when it aired on uhf channel KEMO TV 20 in San Fransisco. I believe it ran from about 1 am till 3 am. The part of "The old Sourdough" was played by Andy Moore. Andy is still seen today in segments of "Wild West Tech" and appears as the old Sourdough at events around the country or so I hear.
Gary Passed away Oct 6, 2009 after a 16 month Battle with Cancer. To Gary I Say Thank you for all the laughs and Smiles. To Wachikanoka I say.
May the Happy Hunting grounds Be Bountiful for you. I'll smoke a peace Pipe in your Memory. Peace Chief

Back online finally

Well I got my new puter. we shall see how long this one lasts.

No More food for the Ferals

Well the Wicked "Bitch" of the West got her way. The woman (and I use the term loosely) finally got her way. For three years now I have been the care taker for a colony of feral cats. Because of myself and my friends this colony of six has remained a colony of six because as animal lovers we did the responsible thing and had then trapped and Spay/Neutered and released. Otherwise they would have been a colony of about 80 by now. But the wicked old woman upstairs has nothing better to do but complain that she doesn't like cats and claims that they are coming up her stairwell and "Mating" this is ridiculous. Last spring her complain that the humming birds that came to my feeder were in fact attacking her. She started complaining again Saturday morning. I am still dealing with the death of my son and my wife is terribly ill and I just didn't want to hear it. I said Whatever and went back inside my apt. The next time I came out she began to shout(Mind you these words are coming out of the mouth of a 64 year old).
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU. YOU PREGNANT WHITE BITCH(she's black) I hate Fucking white people any way. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU, You done messed wit da wrong N_ _ _ er. I promptly reported this via email to my manager. Then Tuesday morning I received Three day notice to comply . Refrain from feeding stray cats and or providing shelter for same or face eviction.

She received one as well. I don't know what hers said but it must have been something along the lines of "Get along or get out". A few hours later she came to my door. My bro-in law answered the door and said (her name) wants to talk to you. I looked up and said "I have nothing to say to you. At which point she said " I just want to apologize. So I figured OK if that will be the end of it. But the thing is she claims she didn't say those things or at least doesn't remember saying them. Then why apologize. She said she heard me call her names which I didn't. I admitted in the email that I did in fact tell her to "Go Back to the BAT CAVE" and shut up. The amazing thing about this whole mess is that the cats go no where near her apt. 4 of them stay in the bushes behind the complex and that's where they get fed. Two of them adopted my patio. They ate and slept in their beds and that is all. They hurt nor bothered no one.

God bless the Feral Cat society. I called the hot line and told the that this colony no longer has a care take and why. The very next morning there was a woman here in a van early placing food in a inconspicuous location. I fed these cats for three years without missing a day and it is breaking my heart to have to shoo them away from my patio.

Now this same woman is going around the complex claiming I was the one using the racial slurs, such as making reference to Watermelons and throwing down with the N- word. None of which are true. I wouldn't do that. Seems like she just can't stop running her mouth. Her own family(who rarely visit her)Told not to trust her. Looks like I better try and find a place to move because the tension here is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Although my health will make that nearly impossible. It could infact hasten my demise. I am just not physically capable of another move. Arthritis, emphysema, Osteoperosis , and degenerative spine condition make it hard for me to do a lot of heavey Physical work. I want to go "Over the Rainbow" Where's a Twister when you need one?

The other shoe has Dropped, but not where I thought it would.

I recall posting last month when my wife was so sick that I was just waiting for the other shoe to fall. Well It did. But it was not even anything to do with Debbie. Our Son Danny passed away this morning at 2:30. Apparently from complications from pneumonia. At least that is the current belief. I will know more this week after I talk to the coroner's office. Tha's all I can write for now. Head hurts. Must close my eyes for a while.

Word for the Day

To Molest.
as in: " I never said I was taking your Daughter to Florida, I merely said I was goin' to Tampa with her"

Word for the Day

none. See Roget's thesaurus. Too tired to give shit.

Word for the Day

Brainfart = A laps in the thinking or creative process. What I am experiencing at this moment

Word for the Day

Pressure cooker= An airtight device for cooking food at high temperatures quickly .
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A situation or atmosphere of extreme difficulty or stress, My life
at the moment

Word for the Day

Hokum(ho-kum)= nonsense,baloney,bosh,bull,bunk,flim flam,hooey, malarkey. Also a type of helicopter.

Word for the Day

Truculent= (truhk-cue-lent) Cruel, Destructive, Belligerent, Savage.

Word for the Day

Pendejo= Stupid; Dumb ass,Idiot, My next door neighbor

Word for the Day

Turducken= A turkey stuffed with a duck stuffed with a chicken

Word for the Day.

Burnloaf= A twelve ounce Pound cake.