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I guess I'll sit down and try to crank out a thousand words as I am primarily a writer and I worked damn hard over the years at finding my own voice and I already know the joke; Too Hard!! But it's true, I remember wrecking my brain on some lousy eighth grade poem only to land second place.

What's happening now is that my iPhone videos are not uploading to my Windows program which is why I plan to override that by publishing to YT first. I still haven't managed DTube yet and, not for nothing, I got a serious case of the Fuckits. It's the holidaze after all and what with all the stress and consternation I just checked out...as it were.

My eating habits are somewhere between hypoglycemic and type two, but at least I'm not drinking mui cervesas jefe. What with the bloating, foamy froth building up in ones bowels. See, if ya put it that way, it gets ya to stop thinking about a cool crisp and perfumy IPA.

Someone just bought 450M of XRP so, as I wanted to buy in at twenty six cents last week, it's now at $2.39 and I'm really kicking myself for deleting my toast wallet. In my defense it was becoming all too much what with the j.o.b. and my ex you see...and to top it all off, my account was frozen over the entire xmess newyears debacle.

What you just read has been on this computer all weekend. I just got home from work. Shit, I forgot this was even here. I just re-edited the first line. Annoying thing is the Draft Saved button constantly flashing in the lower left hand corner as I type like some beer sign in the window of a Clorox and chicken-wing smelling dive bar. Now, what were we talking about? Oh yea...

You see, I smoke pot and have been doing so since the age of eleven which at fifty-one it's pretty easy to get all mathsy, and it has helped me out quite a bit in these four decades regarding this inner anguish I feel and have felt since that day, only, I know what you're gonna say. Or am I just self censoring? And does it matter? Yes! But all is forgiven in the twenty first century. Not like last century. Last century was all beepers and Squirrel Nut Zippers, but now? Now we got smart phones for dumb people. At least that would be the title if this were an eighties hardcore punk compilation record. But it aint. We all know that. So what is this?

I really want to do the video portion however I have to establish the regimen of whipping it out, as it were, and getting it uploaded. I mean, I do the routine anyway. I come in and I begin, I'm not sure what it is, part lecture part performance. Regardless this is really what I wanted my ex to kind of help me out with, I mean, after all her old man spent about fifty K on NYU film skool. (I'd put a smiley emoji here if this were an app on my phone) Me? I insinuated my self into the situation. But what I'm saying here is that I actually come home and become extremely animated. I begin to talk about things and express myself in a way I don't get to do at work and I feel that the best jobs are when you can do both. That's when you're lucky. But let us not talk about luck-ever.

-she brought be over christmas cookies just a few minutes ago-

I was saying before (I wish there was a word count-there is, it's called copy and paste into word!!)Well, I smoke pot cuz I got hit by a car when I was five and suffered grand-mal seizures, that is until six years later when I discovered canabis along with prepubescent love (you better believe that's another story for another time) but moron that later. So here I am, all these years later, working a job that doesn't allow cannabanoids or any other oids, right when it's becoming legal nation wide just about (see my paraquat rant) I'm not writing this for sympathy. I'm not here to ebeg, all I'm saying is that I've been writing in memoir first person style for quite some time now so it really is my most well crafted way to communicate. My rants are endless and right now I don't have the editing software so each vid will be Live and In the Moment. Please friend me on facebook if you're so inclined.

https://www.facebook.com/gordon.ison.1

I really need to spend a day and find some people on here to follow.