the words of the grand priest

Here I am smoking my cigarettes, living in a house with criminalists.
And here we go to embarass myself:
One- I´ll read you but not today… or maybe, so you should feel thankfull.
Two- I was supposed to see my mother in the hospital today,but I´m drunk and high
so is not a good idea, and she is pissed off, I am ashamed, alcoholism is
degrading for me and most important for the people surrounding me.
Three- We all know life is not fair, just get over it.
Four- I have no clue how my mental state works. I go from 0 to 100,
there is no in-between. I will save your life literatlly, it´s just in me.
But, the great but…. I should haved gone to see my mother to the hospital,
I did spend 7 days with her, no sleep, fighting with the nurses normal things..
but I get to this house
and I just slack, I see YouTube videos, write a lot, read a lot, and my guess
is that I try to avoid the reality of my mothers situation.
Five- I said I avoid the reality, yet I do keep some sanity, and when I really
have to be the caretaker in this case, I just do it, talked with dad since when
I told mom that I wasn´t going today she got pissed off which is more than normal,
but the father(the one who came to my great military parade after I finished basic trainig)
the man actually understood me, I was the one taking care of her, he has to live
his life and make the money for them, and surprisingly he actually said that he would
talk to her, basically putting his ass on the line for me for her to be more comfortable.
Six- Charly….stop with the drinking and get your ass moving, did it,
so why not now? Get the fuck up you Charly idiot.
Got to get out of this diary thing. Just pissed off at me really.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Einstein…..

Common E bro! I did taught you all that you knew, that is how old I am but don´t say it in public…..

Every day is a world day….. screw that

So yesterday was “Aids day”, I found out by reading another blogger.
My uncle died 2 years ago of aids, so did he have a great day of
celebration? No, just me and my mother, and to be honest since she
does read the blog, it was 100% more of her standing by his
big brother, but I didn’t see any other people saying or doing shit.
Except the nurses and doctors.

And this one is ironic, the day before I got out of rehab it was
“Alocholic day”, then there is the “Cancer woman day” and day after
day there is some stupid shit of day, so what is the meaning? The
real meaning to us all? None, be honest. Obviously for the peoplew who suffer
those problems yes it obviously have a meaning to them, but for the other people..
no really, they are living their life and is normal to not watch days that are
miserable, at least for me.

If I start saying how fucked up is my body or telling my life I would be posting
every day “A Day”. So I figured today is the “Happy day, or..Charly day”. Write it on the calendar
so you don’t forget.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Friday enlightement

As I read through insightful quotes in posts I decided to enlighten my audience.
Hey! Anybody there?!! Yo Yo!! Anyways here it goes, and I hope you remember
this lesson.

Never walk barefoot on top of snow

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses

Just me not knowing what to write about……

You have been….busted!

You drive I pay….it´that simple !

As an old wise man said (a.k.a me)…….so?

As a great Spanish Stallion said to a lady ” You look like art, no the Mona Lisa sorry, you´re a perfect piece of art
and you know why? Art isn´t suppose to look nice, it´s suppose to make you feel something.” She looked at me like I was just let loose from a zoo and almost ran away. Then I went and had a couple of shots of this beauty right here but I came back to charge another lady, hell to me they all are beauties, that´s wrong. Anyways I came back with this face and said “Sweetheart,never forget you´re a miracle”. She just laughed, but I think it was more because of the stoned face I had. I did add a couple of puff puff the real magic dragon into the ecuation.

By the way my family tells me I look like a criminal, well that place I´m at is not 5th Avenue for sure, but criminal? How the fuck doe a criminal looks like….I have no idea but if that is so then look at this I´m a smooth criminal, a mastermind really , a little secret from the picture of me in the black shirt. If you look closely to my left or to the right of the photo right where the white jacket is, there´s  one of these right next to me on  the bench but rolled up into a brown paper. I´m just smooth, told you a mastermind.

I even have made my dogs drink what a drink normallyshe has good taste.

So I have decided to dress always nicely a buy a yacht to sail back to the U.S, I´ll have my friend over here smuggle in a bit of  you know what, and don´t let the stature fool you. He´s a mean S.O.B.

So my hero? You ask, I answer, my friend Aly boy .

Now, I have just killed this that little bastard had me running around the garden for almost two hours so her death was slow and very painful. I´m just inhuman. And then have a great cigarette outside this beautiful house of …. not mine with the two beautiful farting pissing shitting beast that are…not mine while I talk with my “contacts” back in New York, you know what I mean?

Damn this is random…..

I´m a narcissist
hanging photo´s of me to exist
you can´t resist
this beast!
Yahoo, news, they said it was going to be sunny
that was a crummy idea to put out, I´m freezing my tale off
and can not keep in a cough.
I´m a smooth criminal…look
Not being to subliminal here but I just feel like…hum hum hum
for me, I´m kinky even without my whiskey.
I like to do now the funky chicken dance
screw the trance
there you go with my flow there is no snow yet,
so let´s forget.

Am I that bored today? Let me think…..

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses