Thursday, November 5, 2009
I'm almost always in love.
I guess I like to have free rein. Here in my blog. Do pretty much as I please. Write what I want to write. I'm not out to please anyone. Other than myself, I suppose. Of course, some folks would like to tell me what to write. And what to be. They'd like to shape me. Shape me up. Shape me in their mold. That ain't gonna happen. I'm my own boss. My own editor. That's one nice thing about being published on the Internet. It's quite a nice outlet for freedom of expression. I'm not out to lure a vast audience. Or even any audience at all. I'll even scare some away. Because I have no use for 'em. Just like some have no use for me. That's fine. Some accuse me of being boring. Yet, they come back. To be bored. Hard to imagine that they choose to be bored. They must be idiots. But hey, it takes all kinds to make up this world. But that makes life interesting. The varied personalities. The different opinions. Used to be I only talked to myself. But now I'm exposed. A handful keep coming to this blog. So I'm connecting. Albeit, with a few. But that's all I need, or ever wanted. I find that I can go it alone. But I've been fortunate most of my life. Because I'm almost always in love. With someone. --Jim Broede
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I surely don't want to re-shape you in anyway. You are you. You could never fit the mold of someone I would respect.
Your outlet is this blog, it is wonderful that we now have the net to express ourselves. You would be upset if your numbers stop. Go ahead and admit it. We all see how you like the number of post to raise, its a cut and paste affair.
Of course you have no use for anyone that reads this blog, they don't 100% agree with you. That is a must isn't it?
Boring oh I don't find you boring in anyway, yet I do find 1 sided conversations B-O-R-I-N-G! Its almost like your fantasy, one we have no way of knowing if its true of your make believe world. Hell one may even think you are writing this post. We all could be fictional. If we are real maybe we come here just to see what crazy jimmy has dreamed up today! What kind of love has jimmy dreamt about last night. We all realize jim is jim, jim is many things. IMHO jimmy is a dreamer, a liar, a sociapath, a fake, attention seeker, and a player
I could be a lot worse than a liar, a sociapath, a fake, an attention seeker and a player. And there's nothing better than to be a dreamer. --Jim
Being a player would be nice, too. Especially a baseball player. Preferably a shortstop. Similar to the great Ernie Banks. A good fielder. And also capable of hitting with power. And with a good attitude. He yearned to play a doubleheader every day. Now that's a player that loved his job. --Jim
By the way, Chelsea, you aren't Chelsea Clinton, are you? If so, say hello to your dad. He's one of my political heroes. Also say hello to your mom, Hilary. She's doing a great job as secretary of state. As for you, I'm flattered that you are reading this blog. Your mom and dad are living their fantasies. They are setting good examples for the rest of us. --Jim
LMDAO you think I am related to the Clinton's? Daughter??? Sorry dreamer, I must admit I will not be lying to you and say I am. The player statement in no way meant a baseball player. Although the cubs could use another loser. Maybe you should apply.
I was thinking more in the lines of ....(Player)Gerneral term for any guy that thinks he's the shit, but really isn't.
Don't flatter yourself jim.
You know, Chelsea, you are making a fool of yourself, don't you? --Jim
People might well ask why I'd print your comments, Chelsea. I do because they're funny. Accusatory, insult humor. Ala the great Don Rickles. But not as polished. One has to decide whether it's a put-on or meant in a serious way. If funny, I have to learn to appreciate your style. And see you in stand-up role. On stage. Before a live audience. On the other hand, if you are being serious -- a real nut -- I'd like to get you some help. A bit of therapy. Counseling. Anyway, let's take the positive approach. Go to a comedy club. Try to fine-tune your act. You have comedienne potential. And I'd like to be your manager and agent. I get 15 percent on the first million. And 12 percent on the second million. --Jim
P. S. If you need therapy, dear Chelsea, it's another argument for universal health care. It should cover both mental and physical maladies. --Jim
And shop around. You'll find my fees are reasonable. I'm not a greedy capitalist. A moonlighting Wall Street broker probably would take 90 percent of your earnings on the comedy circuit. That's no laughing matter. --Jim
We could dub your act Chelsea by the Sea. And you could come out dressed, or better yet, undressed, as a water nymph. --Jim
If you're a fat water nymph, it would be truly funny. Don't lose any weight. In fact, put on a little bit. --Jim
At the end of your act, we could douse you with a heavy shower of water. And you could swim away. Pretending you're a mermaid. --Jim
Of course, you might have to take swimming lessons. Can you swim? --Jim
Anyway, it would be hilarious if you turned out to be a mermaid that didn't know how to swim. --Jim
I also know a clown named Maebee. I'd like to see the two of you team up. Into a double-barreled comedy act. We could bill you as two-for-one comediennes. That might be a good draw in these hard economic times. Sort of an Abbott & Costello Or Laurel and Hardy. Especially if one of you was slim, and the other fat. Contrasting each other. True visual comedy to go along with a zany script. I could write your bits. For that, I get 25 percent. Writing comedy takes lots of skill. --Jim
Yes, a deft touch. And I have it. --Jim
We have yet to see a truly great female version of Abbott & Costello. Or Laurel and Hardy. We could be breaking new ground in the comedy world. Think of it. Chelsea and Maebee. Or should it be Maebee & Chelsea? Maybe you could alternate. From year to year. In odd years, you could be billed first, dear Chelsea. I'm not quite sure which one of you is the oddest. No doubt, you'd be an odd couple. --Jim
So Jimmy (crackmeup) I just wondered if your comments were suppose to be insults? I basically skimmed over them as I do with 99.9% of your posts. They are all re-runs anyway. By your own suggestions this blog is a joke, I thought I would add to it. I don't need therapy. I might suggest you get some help, one who thinks a being a sociapath is a good thing might want to look into that. If 5'6" 130lbs is fat HOLY HELL I am a whale. As for being a clown? Well Bozo I have seen your picture and my my I thought Bozo died but there he was in techocolor sitting with some cats. Or was that in Germany sitting at a table drinking some good german beer? As for Maebee and I becoming a team, HELL YES. She seems very wise, (at least from what us readers get the pleasure of reading) She make more valid statements in the few post you let slide by than all yours. So I will take that as a compliment thank you.
Sooooooo BATTER UP---- Strike ONE, Strike TWO ....... Strike 16. You blew a few innings there jimmy!
Yes, Chelsea, we agree. You and Maebee would make a good team. And I'd like to be part of your team. By becoming your manager. And I'll settle for a cut-rate fee. I'll get you all kinds of bookings at comedy clubs. And if I don't have you on Letterman in 3 years, I'll give you a refund. You gals will be a riot. You'll revolutionize comedy. You are a natural, Chelsea. You become funnier by the minute. And you'll make Maebee even funnier. She needs some good coaching. Tutoring. And you've got the moxie to get the job done. I'm impressed. --Jim
And please, Chelsea, don't malign my good looks. My girlfriend thinks I'm a composite of the best of Boris Yeltsin, Walter Matthau and Ted Kennedy. Yes, there's a lot of character in my 74-year-old face. --Jim
As for your 130 pounds, Chelsea, it depends on how it's distributed. Somebody that knows you tells me you have jowls and a fat ass. But look at it this way. That would be an attribute when you climb on stage at a comedy club. Post a picture. Let the people decide. --Jim
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