now, before i even start, i know that fist image there was so tiny it can barely be seen, but the damned thing is the only one on the net i could find right now. anyway, for those with a SEVERE case of myopia, here goes:
this is one of the first albums i ever loved, at age six. believe it or not, yep yep. my cousins were metal heads and i was bound and determined!!!! so off i went.....carrying off their copy of kiss's hotter than hell whenever i could get my greasy little mitts on it. i loved it!!!! of course, when i was in first grade, and told the teacher what my favorite album was at the time, i was promptly told that kiss worshipped the devil. heh, heh. little did they know the legacy that was beginning.....
anyway.....i worshipped them after that, well, in the early days and everything. besides being a big 90's and 2000 heavy metal goddess, i worship 70's and 80's punk and rock bands, (including some 60's). call me crazy, call me stupid. well, fuck you.
anyways....
before i get too far off of track, today i heard a great old song by AC/DC.
it reminded me of the very first album i owned myself, (besides some country hick shit that my parents tried to pawn off on me....shudders), and it was called back in black. i was eight years old. talk about corruption, this was it in its purest of forms!!!!!
so, off started the bon scott facination. this leads me thinking to my daughters' father, the dreaded RANDY. (names are NOT designed for the innocent!!). why, you ask???
because......one time, when amanda was only two and a half, and alyssa was a baby, randy cheated on me for about the oh, third fucking time. i know. i'm ignorant. anyway, there was NOTHING in life that randy enjoyed more or loved than his fender guitar and amplifier. well, i figured he was sneaking around, so i moved out and in with my parents. one day, my family came with to move me out of our house. well, while we were leaving, i found a letter to his sister, who lived in georgia at the time. in it, he described how he was in love with this tracy girl, and i will remember this shit to this day: "i have never met anyone so wonderful." oh, yeah. it went on to say how he gave her a red rose, to show her he loved her. touching. douchebag. well, i went nuts......
after i found it, i went off. first, i ransacked the house for his guitar. couldn't find it. (he took it with, he KNEW what was coming), next, i looked around for his processor(for an amplifier he had) and took that. but did i stop there????? NOPE. not jj the vengeful. after i took those both out to my car, i took the letter he wrote, unplugged his nice expensive didn't-give-a-shit-if-we-ate amplifier, and i stabbed the letter into the center with a butcher knife. then, i found a red crayon, and wrote all over the walls that he abandoned his family, and i'd see him in hell. then i wrote at the bottom, "give tracy a rose for me." oh yeah.......there's more. i dumped birdseed all over the kitchen counters and floors, (he let my canaries die when i was gone by starving the two of them), and i took his precious jim morrison picture-glass in a frame on the wall (who i always loved, i was that insane), and busted it over the brass on the day bed in his "guitar room". i also took all of his precious tapes at the time....(there WERE no cd's). he had over a hundred or so. ahhhhhhh.........isn't revenge sweet????? (sick laughter). i think so!! it was about fucking time.
after that, i got the FUCK out of there!!!!!!! but i will never forget this: when i was driving home, shaking from pure anger, hatred, and adrenaline - the song dirty deeds done dirt cheap came on the radio. it was a perfect moment, fit for putting down in history!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!
that's all, folks!!! (bowing)
thanks for putting up with this little trip down memory lane........
until next time........
peace, i'm out~
jj
and hey, fuck aol anyway!!!! i tried to add this entry three times, got booted once, and then had to sit and wait for diaryland to load three times!!! BITCH!!!
If you're havin' trouble with your high school head,
He's givin' you the blues.
You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed
Here's what you gotta do -
Pick up the phone
I'm always home
Call me any time
Just ring
36 24 36 hey.....
I lead a life of crime!!!
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap!!!!
Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap!!
You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart.......
(She's) He's double dealin' with your best friend,
That's when the teardrops start - (fella)!!
Pick up the phone
I'm here alone,
Or make a social call
Come right in,
Forget about him -
We'll have ourselves a ball!!
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap!!!
Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap!!
If you got a lady and you want her gone
But you ain't got the guts....
She keeps naggin' at you night and day,
Enough to drive you nuts!!!
Pick up the phone,
Leave her alone
It's time you made a stand!!
For a fee,
I'm happy to be
Your back door man!!
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap!!
Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap!!
Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT
Done Dirt Cheap
Neckties, contracts, high voltage
Done Dirt Cheap......YEAH!!!!!!
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