You had better believe that I will go to the wall for you & your Civil Rights, My Family & My Friends. I also love Justice, Singing, Music, Songwriting, Buzzing, Politics, TV, Movies, Internet, Manx Cats, Reading, Hysterical Laughter & Howling at the Moon!!!
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Working hard for the Reform of Drug Laws. WHEW-WEE, it's tough out there, darlin'!!!
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PENN & TELLER'S BULLSHIT: THE WAR ON DRUGS
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* THE LIBERTARIAN ALTERNATIVE: THE WAR ON DRUGS *
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WILL THE REAL GATEWAY DRUG PLEASE STAND UP? - An interesting & in-your-face look at statistic on three of America's most well known drugs...You check the facts! (Length: 1 minute)
To all the late great blues musicians who are absolutely responsible for most of the music we listen to today...THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!! Also, I truly love... Pink Floyd, Bonnie Raitt, Eva Cassidy, Nikka Costa, Janis Joplin, BB King, Isley Brothers, Bob Dylan, Led Zeppelin, Les Claypool, Bela Fleck & the Wooten brothers, Dave Matthews, Ray Charles, Sam & Dave, Stevie Nicks, Willie Nelson, Etta James, Al Smyth, Reba Russell, Susan Marshall, Gwin Spencer, Kaki King, Joe Bonamassa, Colin John, Walter Trout, Alannah Myles, Metallica, Alanis Morissette, Aretha Franklin, Leon Russell, Johnny Cash, KT Tunstall, Ann & Nancy Wilson (Heart), Al Green, Ween, Sublime, Jimi Hedrix, Chaka Khan, Steppenwolf, Linda Ronstadt, Allman Brothers, Bob Marley, Mamas & Papas, Elvis, War, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Buddy Guy, The Band, Sly & the Family Stone, Robert Johnson, Crosby-Stills-Nash & Young, James Brown, Loretta Lynn, Three Dog Night, John Lee Hooker... yea, I know, I'm fuckin' old, but, hey... I'm still kickin'!!! Stay tuned. :-}
You MUST SEE the Documentary: "Sicko"... this is all about what I've been screaming for years. It shows you how our HEATH CARE SYSTEM has absolutely been given, on a silver (excuse me: Titanium) platter, to the INSURANCE INDUSTRY...WATCH THIS!!! ALSO, I LOVE many movies, but, one that really floats my boat is a fairly newer one... "Oh Brother Where Art Thou" ...I have watched this so many times and I'm still amazed each time... Oh, man at the out & out belly laughs!
!!! WE'VE GOT ALTERNATIVE FUELS...LET US HAVE 'EM !!!
I can tell you right now that, unfortunately, I look NOTHING like Meg Ryan, but... Julio Iglesias and I could pass for identical twins! This makes me so proud it brings a heartwarming, single tiny tear to this ol' girl's eye.
Television
I love most all of the HBO series, most of the Showtime series, Mythbusters, King of the Hill, Biker Bulid Off, Discovery Channel, History, Arts & Entertainment, cooking shows, some design shows, some reality shows, comedians, Sunday Morning on CBS, Meet the Press, old Saturday Night Live and some of the newer ones, The Daily Show, Behind The Music, cat & dog shows, Austin City Limits, Sixty Minutes, House, Most of everything on the Sundance Channel. OH YEA, BY THE WAY...(Bill O'Riley sux horrifically big'uns for the right price).
Books
I like John Grisham, Jean M. Auel, Jack Herer, various biographies. I really HATE those silly ass heaving-bosom, throbbing-member books.
Heroes
Well, there are SO MANY HEROES that I'll never know who have done so many things or just one really great thing and...I THANK YOU ALL !!! A few of my contemporary heroes are: Bonnie Raitt, Rosa Parks, Nelson Mandella, My Son, My Husband, My Grandmother, Willie Nelson, Jack Herer, Marc Emery, Loretta Nall, Rich Rawlings, Angel Raich, Ed Rosenthal, Tommy Chong... and all the other little people, like myself, who throw rocks at giants (wish I had better aim, but, most importantly... BIGGER ROCKS!!!).
*** THE US MARIJUANA PARTY ***
AND, by the way, I'm the PROUD MOTHER of Steve (Steves of America) ... he's the Mother of 'em all. I must admit that I am cornbread fed and sometimes loco in the head, BUT, somehow... some way, I have wound up with great friends and a very interesting family, whom I love dearly.
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I am the Founder & residing President of the Mississippi Marijuana Party.... This is a registered political party... Yes, ma'am, we are Bona Fide, The sitting (or maybe squatting) Vice-President of The US Marijuana Party: (www.usmjparty.com), Born Again Libertarian, active member of NORML, MAP, DPA, SSDP, ASA, and the M.O.U.S.E. :-)
I am a songwriter, singer, Indie DJ, have gladly mud wrestled many police chiefs and sheriffs without going to jail & got paid for it (no, really... champion belt holder, retired), great friend to critters, proud to have kissed Willie Nelson in Texas & got him to sign my raggedy old guitar, been married to my wonderful husband for 17 years & still in love, have an open minded grown son who actually thinks for himself, of whom I'm so very proud and love to death, traveled the US, visited Mexico (was sho'nuff loco there!) and visited Quebec, Canada... would LOVE to visit Vancouver, BC, Tri-County Leg Wrestling Champion (retired), and in some parts of the world I am considered a mighty good cook.
Sadie wasn't just a mud wrestler she was the belt holding champ and wore it proud. Most of the time the owners of this traveling 'circus' would only let her wrestle men. Yes, men, although sometimes it was quite questionable what species of animal they actually came from...
When the owners would book the shows, and at first, little to Sadie's knowledge, they informed the sponsors that they had a woman mud wrestler that could not be pinned to the count of three by the biggest, ugliest, meanest man their town had to offer! Damn! And, folks, every little town has at least one or two and they were always named Tiny, Big'un, Bubba or Big George...
The shows were set up so that the ticket sales would be split between the sponsor's charity of their choice and the mud wrestlers. These sponsors were usually Sheriff's Dept., Police Dept., Rotary Club, etc. It was just a way to raise money for their charity with some good ol' clean, mud slingin' fun...
A lot of people would be mudded before the night was over. Most all the sponsors were very good sports about getting muddy. But, there were a few that seemed horrified if a spot of mud got anywhere on them. It was a friggin' mud wrestling for goodness sakes!!!...
Sadie or one of the other girls somehow slung mud on the Police Chief. Well, you would have thought it was gorilla shit the way Chief Big Baby was carrying on! And you have no idea how good the locals were loving seeing their asshole chief have mud slung on him and no one gets arrested. This guy truly had the personality of a gunpowder fed pit bulldog (No, really).
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Every match must be started, knees on mud-mat because it's safer and you're going to be there in about five seconds anyway. Sadie was standing in the mud ring, talking to her very good friend and current referee, Sally, waiting to face her new Bubba or Big'un. Sadie turned just in time to see a fully uniformed police chief running full throttle right towards her. Zero time to get out of his way!
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He flew through the air and nailed Sadie square in the left side of her ribs crashing hard onto the edge of the ring with the right side of her ribs. Sadie had never been hit so hard in her life, ever. The crowd was estatic. Some were cheering but most were loudly booing their illustrious Chief from years of loathing and because he had just broadsided a woman, proving, once again, what an unfair asshole he was.
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Horrified, Sally quickly pushed Chief Anus back and immediatly tended to Sadie. "Are you hurt? Are you ok?" Sally said. Sadie couldn't breathe or talk, as every ounce of air had just flown out of her at the speed of sound. "What do you need me to do?" Sally said, a little panicky. Sadie mustered up enough air to say, "As soon as I can get my air back, I'm fixin' to kill this son-of-a-bitch!!!" Had she not have had very strong, healthy, thick bones, several ribs would have been broken.
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When she finally got back on her knees, the bleachers were thundering and Sadie was pissed! She immediatly threw down with a fierce, choking headlock and commenced to dragging this unacceptable bastard, face first, all around the entire ring. Sadie body-slammed him as mud went flying in the air, and jumped on top of him, pinning his arms with her knees.
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The crowd was breaking decibel laws at this point. Sadie scooped up two handfuls of mud and held it up towards the bleachers. They screamed for her to give it to him and she did. Sadie slapped him hard with first one and then the other then packed mud deep into every orifice on his head with a little extra for that mouth of his. She smashed it into his shirt and down his pants.
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Sadie thrashed and wallered him in the mud for a good 10 minutes, but, it probably seemed a whole lot longer to Chief-mud-up-his-ass! Sally was steady rooting Sadie on in her own way as great friends do for one another with all those special warm and fuzzy little four-letter words.
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When Sadie was finally spent and damned well satisfied, she let him up. She was that town's hero for a long time and folks probably still bring it up for a good laugh.
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Many people told Sadie she was welcomed to comeback anytime she wanted to kick the rest of their police department's ass and that she would ALWAYS have a place to stay!
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I MEAN, COME ON... WHO THE HELL HASN'T DREAMED OF DRAGGING SOME ASSHOLE, (WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE HIDING BEHIND A BADGE), AROUND A BIG ASS MUDHOLE AND NOT GET ARRESTED?!? THAT, TO SADIE, WAS A HUNDRED FOLD BETTER THAN GETTING PAID TO DO IT !!!
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ALL IN ALL, IT WAS A GOOD DAY'S WORK, A GREAT MEMORY AND...
I would LOVE to meet all the Independent artists I play on my Internet radio shows along with the likes of Bonnie Raitt, Dave Chappelle, Albert Einstein, Morgan Freeman, Ben Franklin, my great-great-great-great grandaughter, a very generous billionare, myself as a child, all my dead buddies, a God, Richard Pryor, an Angel, Abraham Lincoln, Eddy Lepps, Jodie Foster, James Lipton, William Randolph Hearst(just to slap the fuck out of at will), Bill Maher, Robert Redford, John Prine, Jack Herer, Marc Emery, Ellen Degeneres, the 'Axis of Evil' himself: Dick Dookie-head Cheney (of course, to make this fantasy complete, he'd be in a dark alley, on all fours, greased up and screaming, "Code Red, Goddamn it, Code Red!"), the handful of assholes who made marijuana & hemp illegal, Mahatma Ghandi, Pink Floyd, Eddie Izzard, Janis Joplin, Jesus, a politician who actually gives a shit about the meaning of the elected job("Public Servants" my ass ...nikka please... what a gig!), Jack Black, John Candy, Susan Sarandon, Christopher Largen, Ellenor Roosevelt, Tommy Chong, an extremely generous pharmacist, Albert Einstien, Mark Twain. There are many more Greats throughout the times I would truly love to meet and, yes I know some of these folks are no longer alive, but I would REALLY LOVED to have met them... SO... in the meantime, little darlins'... I'll still remain...
*** !!! MUCHO LOCO, BABY !!! ***
You Are a Margarita
You aren't just the life of the party, you are the party!
You mix a good drink, bust out some great music, and know how to get down. (Git downa and gitta funkee!)
I want to thank you for allowing me as Red Skelton to be a part of your myspace life.
Fall is here and the holidays are approaching. They can be stressful so I'm giving you a gift of laughter.
If by chance you are in Las Vegas or plan on visiting us this season, I would be honored to meet you.
I perform every Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday night 9pm inside the Royal Resort Hotel showroom located 99 Convention Center Drive (basically corner of Las Vegas Blvd and Convention Center Drive)
The name of the show is Larry G Jones ~Man of 1002 Voices Show.
I'm the opening act as Red Skelton. If you get the chance please stop by and say HI. If you want to see the show here is a discount code for you.
Howdy there, old friend. Long time, yes, yes. I just wanted to let you know how freakin' rad I think your son is. Not to mention yourself. I'm lookin' forward to finally huggin' yer neck here before too long.
WARATTAH VA RENTRER EN STUDIO LE 3 AOUT, POUR 13 TITRES ET ENVIRON 1 HEURE DE MUSIQUE DE GROS METAL GROOVY!!
LE TITRE DE L'ALBUM SERA "HATRED & STRENGTH"!
EN PLUS, NOUS SOMMES EN PREPARATION DU PROCHAIN ET 2e CLIP VIDEO QUI SE NOMMERA "REVENGE"! LE TOURNAGE SE DEROULERA EN OCTOBRE! CA FAISAIT LONGTEMPS QU'ON ATTENDAIT CA... SI IL Y EN A QUE CA INTERESSE, ON A MIS UNE SOUSCRIPTION POUR L'ALBUM A VENIR EN LIGNE EN HAUT DE NOTRE MYSPACE! A tres bientot, j'espere
Khris
WARATTAH WILL RECORD ITS DEBUT ALBUM DURING AUGUST FOR 13 TITLES AND SOMETHING ABOUT FOR 1 HOUR OF GROOVY METAL!!
tHE TITLE OF THE ALBUM WILL BE " HATRED & STRENGTH".
MOREOVER, WE ARE IN PREPARATION OF OUR NEXT AND SECOND CLIP VIDEO CALLED "REVENGE", AFTER HAVING SHOOTED "FITS OF RAGE"! IT WILL BE SHOOT IN OCTOBER!
FOR THOSE WHO COULD BE INTERESTED, WE PUT A SUBSCRIPTION ONLINE FOR THE FUTUR ALBUM AT THE TOP OF OUR MYSPACE! THANK FOR ALL WHAT YOU ARE AND REPRESENT FOR US!!!! HOPE TO MEET YOU AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!!!
"Ticklin' The Strings" by Sweet Hollywaiians
Amazing Japanese hot string band playing 1920's, 30's, 40's style hawaiian, swing, calypso, blues, italian music and originals,featuring vintage instruments.3 songs with Robert Armstrong and Tony Marcus(from Robert Crumb and His Cheap Suit Serenaders)
"The Sweet Hollywaiians have probably the best feel for this 20's music of any string band working today. They manage the rare feat of sounding relaxed even when their playing is hot, are top notch musicians with tasteful arrangements and a full, rich, warm sound.Plus, they have a nice gamut of tunes, from King Nawahi to Giovanni Vicari to Bobby Leecan. See them live, if you can, for an unforgettable experience. If you can't, buy their Cds!" ~ Terry Zwigoff