cloud computing rational conversation

So this conversation actually took place during today´s meal.

“Did you received the email?” My mother asked me.

“What email?” That would be me.

“You know the email of akjjaf”

“No”

“Why?”·

“Why what?”

“Why don´t you answer.” She keeps on.

“I told you I didn´t receive the email.”

“Why?”

“Holy shit mom, why again, why what!! why I didn´t answer or why I didn´t receive the email? If I don´t receive it I can´t answer.”

“Oooo, so it´s in one of those clouds.”

“What cloud? You´re going a bit nuts here, old age?”

“No.” She says very seriously. ” Didn´t you know there are clouds, well it got lost in the cloud.”

Me “What got lost in a cloud, and what cloud?”

“There are clouds.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You send emails and they go through clouds, I guess this one got stuck inside the cloud” She says pointing towards the sky.

Me Let me swallow this conversation for a second…..

Mother .

And some people wonder where I get my random ramblings……it´s her fault!! I´m just a innocent by product.

 

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

Who said suicide was easy?

 I´m going incognito here, but man. This suicide thing is hard. I don´t know how people do it really.

This morning I decided to hang myself. But then I started looking for what I have seen in the movies you know, a simple piece of rope. I didn´t have a fucking rope in the house! So then I figured ties, and can you believe this, I don´t own ties. I think I haven´t worn a tie in years, not that I think is that I just haven´t. Doesnt´say much about me to tell the truth, fuck am I talking about killing myself…go figure. Anyways, next option I figured was to get pieces of shoelaces tie them up one to each other to create a rope. Bu the problem after that was that it was either too short to reach the fan or too long and I actually touched the floor. Then the freaking fan broke and I had my mother chasing me around the house with a broom. Hell that was scary. So I completely failed with this hanging thing and decided to take a rest since I spent the better half of the morning with the hanging ordeal until my mother chase me away with her not so magic broom but when I was going to the sofa……  The bastard had taken it already. At least he is a patriotic dog though. He´s from Spain but as you can see he has change allegiances to the U.S. Even though I try to put him this t-shirt my old cool army one on the bottom it says Spanish and on top Army. Then the eagle….that one just gives me the willies.

Back to the subject at hand. I figured I should jump out the window and get it over with. Hell, I´m afraid of hights. I couldn´t get my head too far off from the window. But I was persistent and I persisted and finally……………………………..bam! That´s exactly where  I ended up. On top of a pile of wood. Which did the cushy thing, look at the aftermath, yeah that´s the freaking aftermath. My mother again, she comes running down yelling like crazy saying I just screwed up her nice piece of rubble of wood and put me to do slave labour. (ladies don´t get to excited about that sexy body) I told her “mom I was just trying to kill myself so I jumped” She looked at me as if I was nuts, and told me she didn´t care that as long as I was under her roof no matter that I´m 32 (that´s a long story how I ended back at this age with them, but I do tend to disappear for a while one in a while…..that´s also some stories) anyways point being is that I ended like this after the fall, and she could care less, that´s even sadder. I felt insulted really. Does this woman really love her son? At least she could shoot me. That´s what I told her, and she simply replied that then she would be the one going to jail so no way Jose, if I wanted to shoot myself then i should do exactly that shoot me with me.

So a loooong day so had to take a rest but then I saw these……… pills and pills! along with a cool fuet which is what distracted me from the real thing. I was going to go for the pills get an overdose and there is the fuet, here a closer look to one it´s from the region of Spain Catalonia and is a thin, cured, dry sausage of pork meat in a pork gut. It damn good. So that distracted me, I eventually ended up eating three of those and I was so full and groggy it seemed like I couldn´t even open my eyes  after that. Man was I tired.

So now it´s 6:40 p.m and I have decided to hell with it and to keep on smoking like a maniac that´s why I got these, yep,they are all contraband cigarettes, they taste like shit but their cheep and they weight this much

 

So as of right now I´m just going to do the funky chicken dance.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses

Why that badge of honour?

Gays: Why that gay parade, or saying I´m gay and proud. My uncle died of aids he was gay, I was with him his last 2 months in the hospital me and my mother rotating every 24 hours up until the day he died. We never talked about him being gay, he was the kindest person in the world you can meet. He would actually take me out to buy me clothes( when he was in good health) telling me that I dressed like a plumber. He would spend hundreds of dollars for his screwed up nephew. I hate shopping, bores me to death looking at this shoe and that shoe, come on are they white? That´s the only thing I want to know about the shoe. But I went along because I knew he enjoyed doing that for me. And the man laughed his ass when I started telling him my crazy stories with girls and some stories of my drunk stuppors. He always shook his head and said “you´re a mess, clean it” but the man couldn´t stop laughing. Even in the hospital my mother would tell me he asked about me when I wasn´t there. Great person. But not because he was gay, but because of his character.

I could care less if your proud of being gay or not, you´re a good person then great, your an asshole then your a gay asshole. Just like straight people. Just be you, I know the stigma about gay for sure with some people, I have no problem with it, so I don´t understand what the hell is that “I´m gay and proud” what the fuck, should I say “I´m straight and have sex like a wild bunny and proud and even my mother calls me a man whore” no. I don´t. I don´t see the badge of honour of being gay. The rest of the world does not have to bow to you or give you a pat on the back. Just be you and you´ll find people around that love you for who you are as a person. Just pisses me off when some of those people say it as in wearing that badge of honour.

Vegetarians: I have to feel sorry for you, you will never get to taste the Spanish paella and that should be a crime. But again why say, I´m a vegetarian and wear it as a badge of honour. What do I care what you eat or don´t eat. I don´t care. Eat whatever you want, don´t expect me or the others to follow your crusade for whatever reason your doing it, but why say it as in being proud. I don´t go and say, “I´m a MacDonalds addict, I´m a cow eater”. Each to his own and stop lecturing me about what to eat and not and why I´m cruel because I eat meat. By the way have you ever saw a poor person being a vegetarian….I haven´t. Why don´t you go and lecture to the poor Makumbos over there in Africa and tell them not to kill their chicken because is morally incorrect to kill animals because they have sentiments. I´m sure it will go good for you, they´ll probably chase you out there with a stick at the very least.

I could ramble on but….I hit the two targets and that´s enough. 552 words. My fingers get tired. I´m sensitive!!

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

What should I write about……

Hello there my name is what? My name is who? Charly is me and my friend is Winnie the Pooh, I sit around the most of the day, getting high on pain medication, then writing but my mind is gets clouding, Claudet, if I have a daughter I will name her Claudet. Sounds like a medieval old English type of name from a Queen. Imagine that, me having a kid, the freaking thing would probably start walking on her second month just to get away from me. Good thing of that is, that I would have created an independent person. Don´t know if she would be a Queen or turn up in the streets but she would be independent. Unlike me right now.

So….da da di da, what should I say, things do go my way, I read and write a lot that´s for sure. By the way I´d like to get a stripper, and now being a little cripple with a broken ankle, forgot also a bad back and pancreatitis, so I´m actually a full blown out cripple and I managed to get there at age 32. How many people can say that? Quite an accomplishment if you ask me, not the best of them, but in it´s way it´s an accomplishment. They should give me some type of price. A golden hen maybe, laying out golden eggs. Anyhow anyways, the stripper, yes, was going here and there so I need a stripper and she´ll probably do a discount for a cripple. Now that I think about it the government should make some law that for cripples so we can get free lap dances. Or just some hot woman that feels sorry for cripples…how many woman out there are like that, none. Women are mean, they should do me in just to purge their heart and soul and mind, actually I would be doing them a favour by purging them from their sins, sins or not, just the act of kindness to have sexual encounters with a cripple should be enough for them. Fuck, am I going hay wire over here.

Got a poem, want to read:

My name is Charly
I´m a manly man
I have two dogs
I ate Spagetti today,
for, a second day on a row
now I´ll shut up.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

They have stole my face !!!

aaaaaa!!, wordpress just stole my face. You know that beautiful face that appears on your comments section or in the like´s, yes this beautiful face  her you go look at that beauty. Well I tried to change it today and what the hell now there is no face, I see the changes are made in the section where you change your face and actually I can see the new face I was going to put up( I´m a narcissist) in my little bubble there to my upper right hand corner but only in certain pages of wordpress and then I go to hit like or comment on somebody and only appears a strange green square other times it appeared  also a green creepy serpent. And went to the forums and they actually found the instructions there as to how to change that face and the gravatar thing or what not, and I did it correctly the freaking wordpress people told me so in the web, it said “changes are completed you may return to you blogging” or something to that effect but key phrase is “changes are completed” screw that, what changes I just wanted to update, and don´t ask me why because now that i think about it is stupid and a terrible idea, well I ma a narcissist did I say that?

Actually I wanted to update a bunch of stuff really starting with that change of the face for this other beauty over here and then wanted to upgrade and see the widgets and gadgets and improve the blog theme or make it easier to navigate, but it all came crushing down when the basic most simple thing just didn´t work out. So I said to myself why start now looking to change or upgrade this stupid blog if it´s going to be worst than it is now. Plus what the hell, my little notifications thing on the top right still does not work if you hit a little section of white thing comes down so I actually have to type out wordpress.com/notifications, in order to respond to comments and my statistic page went also blank since now they seemed to have changed to another name so I have to type out instead of going directly from the dashboard I have to type wordpress.com/my-statistics. What´s with these fuck up´s, they´re worst than me. Starting to aggravate me. Now that I have all the time in the world with my broken ankle to sit around the whole freaking day even my butt hurts from sitting down so much, it has even gone to sleep on several occasions here in this stupid white chair while I “improve my wordpress experience” improve what? Every time I make a change it sure changes but for the worst. So forget about touching the widgets or gadgets or whatever the hell they call them. I´m not doing anything. I´m faceless now, and I actually like it. They said it would take two hours to change at most, that was at 8 in the morning and here is now 20 to 8 in the evening. Stupid wordpress, making the pain in my ankle go to the extremes now, going to sue them for malignant something, something malignant.

I´m actually going to hit my own like button and see if I see my freaking face which I doubt, by the way what´s with people and showing their faces? Never understood it, but i did do it also, and now i want my freaking face back, i don´t want a creepy strange box, I want my face that way easier it is to disgrace. But I want  back my face, and scared shitless to touch the widgets and gadgets and next thing they tell me this wordpress  people saying they have upgraded this or that, fuck them, I´m not touching anything.

Now puff puff goes the magic dragon, I´m the narcissist dragon by the way, so now I have 3 faces of me in one post. I´m actually thinking of putting faces all over. I want my face back wordpress people, don´t know why i need to put up a face but i do, so give me back my face. And screw also this computer, runs slower than I do right now on crutches. Damn I´m bored.

bored to the snored
wicked Alfred the snipped
ching chang is my wang
wang bang you go mam
I´m you man
screwby

 

They say quit !

I quit listening to you people why I write
Why do I put up with a fruitless fight

In my world is not a job
more of a joke so me, and they
can choke

easy answer to the first one
it´s what I eat, sleep and breath
just need it
so be it

They say, don´t I feel like quitting?
I answer, fuck you, I´m just starting the hitting

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses

Keep on judging (rant!!!)

This is my rant, spilling it out after your stupid remarks
not living any marks but still feels good to let it leave the
system.

I keep on telling you how great and proud I am of you and more praises
what do I get in return? But stupid childish little phrases.

I´m 32 baby girl I have lived quite a live that you may know about since
it´s pretty much written down in the blog but really have no idea the emotional
toll in which you get to scroll but that´s cool with me so be, my decision to live me,
i´m a survivor, i´m a fighter.

There is this saying that goes ” people that truly love you will never try to change you because
of their own insecurities” well, you are pity with your own insecurities that you try to
translate to this mate, now way is that happening would be head stomping.

In your fucked up country, yes I did say it, seems either it´s only you or the freaking culture that makes slaves out of people, well hear this, in western world is not even a near miss compared to that hiss

In my world,you are, and specially in my family, you are expected to grow and although family will be there to lend a hand,
you are expected to live your own life to strive in your own way, to be what maybe for you in your own mind,is strange but is called being INDEPENDENT, that way we might ascend it, the ladder of life and also fall from it and then get back on it, but not on the back of your parents since that makes real insecurities parasites.

So I´m sick and tired of textes and emails of you telling me how to live my life, when you have no clue about the REAL life, and even worst contact my mother, which to tell you the truth that seems to me a bit nutty bordering in harassment if it isn´t already quite steady, so get the hell out of my back and let live people as they want to live and not tell them how you want for them to live, specially coming from a girl that comes from this curl of her great mansion, I might no have a mansion but I have my own expansion, good and bad of life choices, but at least I made and make choices unlike you, boo boo, so go smoke a  cue if you got this.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Vacation pictures

I say vacation pictures but I´m in most if not all of the pictures, family doesn´t want to be on the blog, they´re ashamed of me…na, kidding. I´m just a narcissist that doesn´t want to be associated to them or for that matter to anybody else, just me. So Here I am freezing in my parents houseand reading and learning and….well, smoking. I did have a soft spot when I left the two wild beast that I have living with me, a soft spot of living them behind.Look! at that dude, look at his face that was the picture I took of him just as I was about to leave, he´s eyes says it all “Don´t leave me here with my crazy ass sister!!!!” Yep, the female that looks like she´s sleeping, she´s really not, like human females she´s very deceptive and manipulative. She even manipulates me, a human, which is quite depressing. Fast forward 4 hours later in the bullet train and I´m here !  with my cool  yacht behind me. warning i do realise that in all these pictures I have the white hat, they have already have given me enough grief so don´t say nothing about it….or do if you wish, if you wish an ass kicking from me that is.

Back to beautiful vacation, this is the port of Malaga, in the south region of Spain called Andalucia which the Marrocans invaded and then we re invaded them and they returned back and then we returned back and on and on. And home to the Spanish Legion, so I know the city pretty good. Specially the bars to tell you the truth, never went on tourist vacation back then. But this time with the family, well it was quite nice to see other parts of the city. Like this Cathedral that I forgot what´s the name of it Or cool little traditional  houses So you might be like in the other photo looking at the sea and you turn around the camera and you gotmountains! This is in the waterfront also. There´s a castle up over there on top. Some king, since we have had a bunch of kings why do they expect me to know them all, who cares kings are kings and I´m just a humble man.

Of course the traditional Spanish food, watch out vegetarians! He´s on fire but he tastes…damn good And this is the same restaurant as in this picture They´re very religious down there, so religious that the restaurant owner has even made a virgin for himself, or for the restaurant that is.  Down town Malaga, this could be compared to Manhattan´s 5th Avenue, where all the expensive shops are, jewelry, clothes, e.t.c. And at night as you can see there are arches made of light bulbs so it´s really beautiful to see this at night. I was there at night but not on tourist mode, and in case you where wondering those two guys with the yellow jerseys that burns your eyes ,yep, local police and they where not there for me just so you know. They just got in the way….. fuck again! You also have cool dudes sitting around see, now I don´t have my hat. I stole his!

I was in a small town outside of Malaga which name will be reserved and after waking up I just had to walk 50 meters to this place having a good Coke with me, no whiskey in it I promise and no cigarette in my mouth? That one is weird by the way. You take a stroll and sit down near the palm beach Or you can walk and see meet with the famous painter Picasso He´s cool, as you can see he let me use a bit of his paint. And next to Picasso we have another church. That would be to the right of Picasso or to the left as you are seeing this.

They actually made some t shirts there, they where inspired by my presence her they go  in sequence……………….. that´s what the ladies always tell me. And………… and also. Hey what did you expect, we are Spanish we need our afternoon “siesta” no hurries no worries that´s are national anthem. Did you notice how brilliant we are? In the last picture they originally put 9.99 Euros, then crossed it off and decided to round up the thing to 10. And then added a freaky yellow face winking at you! Bastards, what a humour. Brilliant, no wonder Spain is the most competitive nation on not only the earth but the universe.

O yeah, I have some move too look at the freaking ball is going in the middle and don´t give me grief about having those stupid little barriers on the side so the ball bounces of and gets back to the middle I was playing with mommy but I beat her ! Even our cool little Santa got carried away. The Southern Spanish humour, this actually was a Santa in a store for not the thin people you can say.

And ofcourse made a visit to my uncle and grandma and grandpa all by my mothers side. My uncle died on March of this year, so I had a moment with him and gave him a cool little poem. Plus we had to buy the gay flag, it was one of his request. He never called it the gay flag, he just said the flag with a lot of colours. Good man, R.I.P big man. Beautiful church isn´t it. You have to see the inside, and is right next to the beach.

So that was my vacation, happy days.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Thank you all

I just had to say it, thank you people for one time or another crossing path with this little crazy blog. And also special thank´s to  a specifc group of people that I suppose who you are that we have emailed or with others not, but you have always had kind and encouraging word thrown at me, which is rare. I´m writing this shit as I go, nothing prepared and have little time to write so it comes from the heart.

All you people are a greate community. And I truly appreciate it. I sound like a wussy.

Gotta run, for certain personal problems I will have to be out for a little time though. So don´t think that I´ll stop stalking you, just for a while I´ll stop stalking you………..until I resolve certain things.

And why do I have the neccesity to talk about it? I ask myself. Just because I do. I´ll write it down though, just to get it out of my chest.

So….. THANK YOU ALL.

And have a great Christmas!!

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses. Always stay Frosty