Mickey Mouse doez gay Pareee!

[jimboloco]

Disneyland Paris
no offense
just moi nonzenze
at yer expenze

http://ike.dnsalias.com/dijon/Photos/19 ... 0paris.JPG

[MrGuilty]

mouse farts
I almost died one time
from inhaling too many mouse farts
but I still get excited when I check out my pin up of Minnie



Mickey I never really liked him. Thought he was so boring, but i think I just may have been about him having a dish like Minnie for his girlfriend.

Daffy Duck was my hero. Black man I drove with with back in eighty, he used that as his CB Handle. He must have been a Viet Nam vet, because he could laugh at any situation no matter how snafu. And that outfit we drove for was totaly fly by night. The road For daffy was no crystal staircase to romance and beatnik thirills, we was just trying to put food on his family's table.

happy happy jimbo

[jimboloco]

HoHoHo

Well we dig itall, next time I gp tho I gotta bring some grass.

We live near Dizzyworld and my wife gets me up there several times a year. It was all good until we got stuckin the middle of an Army Aviation convention.

I dig the Aerosmith rollercoaster ride. Plus the street clowns at MGM and the occasional freak peacenik T-shirt.

I am planning an eventual series of sick Dizney drawings tho.

I am a Nam vet and guess what? They make Donald Duck dolls in Vietnam. The fucking revolution and for what?

Mouse farts and pop tartz.

[stilltrucking]

I am a Nam vet and guess what? They make Donald Duck dolls in Vietnam. The fucking revolution and for what?

Mouse farts and pop tartz

The revolution?

Yeah and

Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose

If I was younger maybe thirty years, I think I would be at the next world trade conference protest. Hell I can't even make it down to the Alamo for the peace vigil on thrusday afternoons.

dang me they ought to take a rope and hang me

[jimboloco]

jesus mary and joseph and a motherfucker
i am taking a break from the street protests
i am stretching my noodles
dag nabbitall

therez a hole in dubya's arm where all the money goez

[stilltrucking]

I walked into the coffee shop looking for my punk nephew at three thirty tulsa am time. he was sottomg at tje cpimter amd ca;;ed ,e pver/ je jad pm a b;acl kaclet wotj a ue;;pw jprseu [atcjt pm jos ;eft sjpi;der/ :pmg

I think i have my fingers on the right keys now, stoned this morning, could not deal with the reality of i heard the news today the english army won the war and the flier who rescued the vietnamese villages at My Lai is dead. Ex army copter pilot wanst honored for his bra ery in 68 til 98.

Listening to two women talking about quilting on a pbs tv show. NIce to herar a woman's voice once in a while


dam jim My nephew was a waiter at an all night coffeee shop, old guy about my age was sitting on the last stoool at the coffeee bar, he moitioned me over cause i was just standing there like a dummy trying to focus on the people and catch my nephew's eye. I don't remember how the conversation starded, you know just chewing the fat but somehow we got around to the yellow horsey on his left shoulder? or was it on the front of his jacket on on his hat? He worked at the post office after he came home. He said they would ask him at work, "did you kill anyone?" and he would answer "Not to day."

Rest in Peace Hugh Thompson Jr.

[jimboloco]

a late nite coffieshop boulevard of dreamz broken
yet not too bad either a real chance for dreams deferred

thanks hey zeus for mylai and the massacre of innocence
one of the guys on thompson's chopper was KIA 3 weeks later
after they saved the few survivors
thanks allah for see more hersch is was he a jew
thanks yaway for robbie lifton iswas he a goy
home from th war antiwar veteranz rapper
had a speech class ten or more years ago
kid asks me did ya kill anyone
late night racer on the gandy bridge he were
didn't answer it was too absurd
scot camil stopped counting at 300
guy next to me in vets group said he'd killed an hundred
said he'd kill ay antiwar protester
then it waz my turn
said i were vvaw an a co
fucking crazy
he was kool supported an orphanage
anakin killed th younglings
they never told me why i had to go back and bomb
jan 4th 1972 my co statement signed
just after th roze bowel game
stood out all nite with angela davis supporters
grunt took out his weiner and peed in front of all of us
then curled up on th ground
police blocked their view of us at th parade
silver helmets shining in th sun
a flag of roses huge
all dust and fallen petals
and so much horseshit

going to zen this AM
kitty at th keyboard
dream on

guy in vets group was a marine occifer
bad back wanted a job in post office
chopper pilot was a chiropractor
got him shaped up an got th po job
chopper pilotchiropractor told th group
his gunners got pissed cuz he told them to stop killing one time
he touched my shoulder at the neck
gave me a terrible crick for days magic man
anger deferred
got called neurotic wimp by the head dude
vet center boss he's dead prostate ca
thompson got called traiter by his congressman
back in th day before he got his soldiers medal
my man there was crazy bob who made the stooges sticker
a bumper crop of lies and loathing
all alive and floating around like th smell of roadkill
and vermin procreating
so much compost
a new green shoot
another breath
plop!

[stilltrucking]

this part wrote on a very funky install of MS WORD, getting to be a hassle to deal with its quirks. after this it is turtles and spontaneous gibberish all the way down.

jan 4th 1972 my co statement signed
just after th roze bowel game

Sunday morning trying to write this to co bit on flames, a bad feeling for me in Kansas around topeaka, 1880’s, no it seems like a hundred years ago but in that truck stop with the great food bar I was sitting down pigging out to bloody roast beef and he mistook me for a veteran. Christ how did that conversation get started, did I look like a four f hippy co? I remember shaking my head no and telling him that I was just a four f hippy. Thinking about those kids, peach fuzz faced kids, combat medics in the MCHR.


Eighteen, no they couldn’t been that young, but just kids they seemed to me in my last semester as a sophomore thirty two or three years old and I was ready to head out into the real world after my twelve year carreer of being a professional sophomore and that is a whole other story that I don’t want to get into right here. My spiderlove story where I pay my union dues to a bitch whore called reason. I got to put some images in her jimbo not fair, feel like I am not pulling my weight, I do doodle, the least I could do is post some doodles. Jitterbug reminds me of your best good friend Claude. He can doodle better than me. This is one of his


davis supporters

Herbert Marcuse, reminds me of the German Jew with his iron cross in Ship of Fools
He was her mentor. David Brinkley called him a nin com poop, e-dog says no way, Marcuse knew what he was talking about, One Dimensional man, struggled through that one, industrial society we de-eroticize, and I got this picture , shit got dam it wandering here


Yeah 72 I was getting ready to graduate, and it was only ten years since the last time I kissed a spider.
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turtles from here on down
I was sitting on top of the world, like Hemingway in love, what a farce, but it turned into a tragedy. One of these days I got to rent Last Tango In Paris again.

a walking contradiction and a compulsive typist when I am stoned

a bumper crop of lies and loathing
all alive and floating around like th smell of roadkill
and vermin procreating
so much compost
a new green shoot
another breath
plop!

Daffy Duck, not sure if he was a vet or not but he had that attitude, what ever chicken shit was going down he could laugh at it, not get pissed and frustrated, maybe he just had it because he was a Black Man Child in the promised land.

I don't know why that guy in Topeaka mistook me for a veteran, I wasn't wearing no hat not emblems just dressed like the ultimate civilian, my hair and beard comes and goes so maybe I had that long hair big beard kind of orthodox look.

You know there is a Chinese Restaurant in Dodge Kansas that serves two slices of white bread with every meal. I asked the waitress why she brought me two slices of white bread with my egg few yong, and she said because these cowboys around here can't eat nothing with out white bread


another bumber crop of cannon fodder
from little towns and big cities
no draft, so no youth interest in anti-Imperialism. So we got religion, Collin Powell did not say a word during the last media sound byte on Bush's Lincolnesque calling together of the great men to gather their wisdom and be a great War President. Grim humor, i can't even make it to a silent vigil on thursday afternoons, I suppose I would feel a lot more self righteous if I went to more of those. I been to a few Freinds meetings all around the country. The in Nashville TNN was/is the closest to my heart. Maybe because my Friendship was as close as I will ever come to being a Bar Mitzvah boy. Never had one of those, I been seeing a lot of stuff lately about black haired causcasions. Been some strange hill billies that come down from those mountains.

Bottom line Cro-Magnon Killers, african grand mother and seven sisters and European Man drops his rich load to fertilize another war. What was Kerry's team thinking of when they decided to put on the PT-109 show at the convention in Boston. As Michael B said, Kerry can kill them better?

Every mother's son has got to cry today
up against the wall red necked muthas who have raised your sons

Somehow the thought of Mrs Clinton as president does not cheer me up that much.

Got a ton of shit to do today, changed everything around I now have to office writting areas, morning and afternoon, going to ride my bike today for the first time this year I hope

two sundays into the year
two first days
so far so good.

[jimboloco]

Daffy Duck, not sure if he was a vet or not but he had that attitude, what ever chicken shit was going down he could laugh at it, not get pissed and frustrated, maybe he just had it because he was a Black Man Child in the promised land.
The Dude abides, man

did i stealth that story?
jeyzeuz
mercy
igotta go an finish the yardarms matie
wanna read yer entire malarky before the fucking crik rizez

thought id gibyouze sumtin tcheeryouzeup,
nighthawk
ill beee baaaaaakkkk
wind blowz not in th wiiiddddeeeeesargasso seazzzzzzzzzz

[jimboloco]

Fuck man
after Zen group Zundaze
we all met in th Noble fucking Barn bookstoer
fer kaffie an green tea
an a bullshit sesshin
this goyam drove up frum Ft Myerz
like 300 milez t th southhh
kerizt he waz there before poo meeee
an at th kaffeee ship he saz he is from dere man
kool dude with th sherriffs depot
heyzeuz man he is well read in zen literature
gave me a clue about kaplleauz taree pillarz
some personal notes in there from when kapleau was aaaaaaa court reporter at th good old Nuremburger trialz
anyhowz hez a ZenRepublican, right,
Kerizt yer a medium fer abzolute inhference I mean er, insolence, man,
where wazx I?, oh yeah ,,,,,,,,,,he was down on priznerz
we waz talking about prizon ministry
(and thechanter was smiling
he is a grad of the prison zen ministry)
shit my friend Domingo does that
gotta find Domingo
so
I tells this Repub deputy
during walking ( meditation, kinhin)
like
it reminded me of marching in th gym, ROTC,
(then I laid it on him)
then I went to Viet nambo
and we did all we had to do and better
an this dude's antenae go up
skillfull means
i says
i voted fer noxiousnixon in '68
went to Vietnam
and we did all we had to do and better
an came back alienated an protested th war
tlod him both political parties waz corrupt
shit
juss
"make it werk"
i says
drive safe
actually I gave him references to a dude in Naples near his abode
an affiliate of zen group in Boca Raton
rat mouth sounds so much better in Spanish!

[jimboloco]

"suckfuckpissshitcuntcockcrap!"

[jimboloco]

what a babe

[jimboloco]

Christ my par5ental controls must be on!
ah there it is

[stilltrucking]

I thought I posted something here about a book called Reading Lolita In Tehran. Not sure what happened to the post.

Humbert's greatest sin was his confiscation of her life. Theft of childhood. A solipsizer of women.
Speaking about the theft of childhood.



http://www.kimfoundation.com/en/index.htm



Wounded children wounded soldiers.
Yes he had killed but the one that bothered him the most was the one he killed in a dark alley behind a bar. The best man I ever drove with. Big fuzzy bear of a man. Kind, gentle, calm, generous he had a way of laughing at the absurdities of the trucking industry. Only idiosyncrasy was slasher movies, he just could not watch one. The sight of slit throats was a real turn off for him. The drunk kept coming at him; finally he did the Indiana Jones bit with the huge man with the wicked knife in Raiders of The Lost Ark. I don’t know why he told me. I suppose he knew a priest when he saw one. All I could say was. “If I had to walk a mile in your shoes I would stay out of bars and avoid drunks”

[Doreen Peri]

Why does Liz Taylor have Groucho Marx' eyebrows in that photo?

And oh that black lipstick!

She sorta looks like Marilyn Manson in that shot.