cuba part 6

my first night...i get myself a glass of rum...sit down...suddenly some young lady flicks a cigar into some old guys face...i take him aside and apologize...we talk for an hour...he is out of his fucking mind...a young gentleman joins us...he apologizes too...next scene...day four or five...i come across the fellow who joined us later into the "conversation"...he is scared shitless...the old guy has threatened to...and i quote..."split his fucking head open"...(the old fucker is obviously a bigot...the young fellow is black)...anyway...i spend the next two hours being this guys bodyguard until the cops finally arrive and drag the old prick away...oh yes...to make it worse...the old guy was a canadian...luv stu .

cuba part 5

how did i get myself in such a fucked up situation , you ask??? here is the shit...i seem to have this desire to give people what they want...i just hate hurting peoples feelings...enters "the opportunist"...(not prostitute...there is a difference)...kind , gentle...i had no idea of her agenda...(by the way...this has never happened before)...THERE IS A SOLUTION TO EVERY PROBLEM...i think the scar that caused me to behave in such a way...is probably too deep to ever be fully resolved...enters community...maybe sometimes i cannot say no when i should...but i have people around me that sure as fuck know how...luv stu .

cuba part 4

there i was....with this beautiful sweet young lady...her spirit was alive...it reached the sky...we embraced...we touched...our clothes were remove...and floated like a peddle to the ground...i thought there was a chance for real love...she opened her mouth...i expected to hear words of healing and comfort...i was wrong...instead...the words she uttered out her mouth...were..."30 dollars"...within seconds i got the fuck out of there...dumb ass!!!

fact of the matter part 4

new "drunk driving" laws : for the most part...people understand the dynamic of doing something wrong and then getting in shit for it....they can perceive the situation in their mind...and then proceed the wrap their little brains around it...what they cannot do is compute something in their heads that makes no sense at all...it makes them feel insecure...fearful...and that maybe they cannot perform well in the sack...enters new drunk driving laws...the fact of the matter is that if you threaten someones comfort level for sniffing a cork...they will overcompensate to prove to themselves that they have some sort of control of their lives...that is to say...giving someone shit for having just one beer and getting behind "the wheel"...will make people drink more...not less...the new laws...are there to make people feel that the government is doing something...they are doing something all right...they are fucking things up...luv stu .

bananas

there once was a man who traveled to a northern territory and brought the people a cart full of bananas...for some reason , however , he told them that they were oranges...the people...being completely ignorant about such things...believed him...years later...another fellow came with bananas and , for obvious reasons...said that the bananas were bananas...so they beat him up...and sent him on his way...the end .

love has many splendid virtues...not the least of which...is opening yourself up to the world around you...growing and questioning all things as you move along...love demands of you that your truth today may not necessarily be your truth tomorrow...live luv .

hemorrhoids

once a lady with hemorrhoids...went to the drug store...and purchased everything there was in the entire store...everything , that is...but the medication that she needed...and when she did not get better...she sued the drug store .

fact of the matter is...while we look for love...we usually look in all the wrong places...people become metaphors for unmet needs...the pieces sometimes fit...but it is not real...love is reduced to co-dependency...our destiny should be to have LOVE meet those needs...heal us...make us whole...then we can be bound to each other...through eternal spirit...live luv .

the cow

once there was cow in a field...staring at a butterfly...wondering why the butterfly wanted to kill him so badly...eventually he pounced on it...an attempt to take his life...however...the butterfly was suspended over a large canyon...which was hidden by a few bushes...the cow cursed the butterfly...all the way to the bottom...as for the butterfly...he had no fucking idea of any of this...luv stu

January 26

still drinking monday night

all i really care about in life...is people being kind to each other...but i will tell you this...i love my boston bruins...having said that...we boston bruins fans...should be of grave concern...have you seen mark recci's stats??? holy crap...the man is not human...and if he is not human... where in the fuck is he from??? now , i am not saying he is from the planet argimil...who has the silent agenda of taking us over and then sending us to their dark and dingy shit hole of a planet to work on the flatosic gargamil plantations along side the hideous smatin serflings from the planet extromina... ..but who wants to take the chance...in as much to say...MARK RECCI...YOU ARE FUCKING AWESOME...luv stu.

cuba part 3

i am drinking right now...so this might need editing...anyway...i am walking down the main street of our compound...a.k.a...resort...this fellow approaches me...and asks me for my hat...i look into his eyes...there is no power play...the man is sweet and kind...i put my hat upon his head and smile...a few words are exchanged...then stu is gone...three hours later...drinking...he approaches me...he puts my hat -his hat-upon my head...and goes away...and i was to never see him again...do not know exactly what happened...all i know is this...I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE GENTLE AND KIND TO EACH OTHER...luv stu .

cafe press

...if you like the cartoons...go to the right hand side of the page...and press the "cafe press" button...because our merchandise is your merchandise...especially if you but it...luv stu

the last arm wrestle...reflections

after beating the kids...(opposed to the swede "fixing my fucking wagon")...i was approached by the entire nest of delinquents...(more commonly referred to as college students)...were they pissed??? no...were they mildly upset??? nope...fact of the matter...the only thing they were was gracious and generous...they invited me to their next week wrestling pay per view...booze...pizza...everything on their expense account...fuck...they even let me sit in their "special chair"...and that , puppy-cats...is far more important than any arm wrestle....live luv .

change january 23 2011

true change is to experience a spiritual awakening deep within the core of ones self...what this is referred to does not matter...in fact, the labels more often than not get in the way...that is to say...the baggage that usually comes with affiliation with one religious group or another...usually does more harm than good...DYNAMICS : 1-a close encounter of the infinite kind...2-a redirection of energy takes place...3-behavior is slowly redirected...4-selfishness is transformed into selflessness...5-life becomes real...opposed to simply perpetuating patterns...that is to say...we LIVE LUV .

cuba part 2

i met a lady who fell 20 or 30,000 feet...and it saved her life...the story goes like this...crash landing...(obviously)...and then the t.v. people wanted to interview her...so she had to change her plans...roughly translated...she would not be at the world trade center on september 11th...luv stu

cuba part 1

someone was in my room...looking to take passports , money and such...they did not take mine , however...it was hidden quite far under my bed...thing is...i did not put it there...and it is only gonna get weirder...luv stu

January 21

the other last arm wrestle

just about six or seven years later...in cuba...there are these two guys from Sweden...(hell of a lot of fun those swedes)...it is "come back" time...i only really lost once in my life...these guys...no matter how big...do not stand a chance...larger than life , i am...and the first guy finds that out for sure...all 230 pounds of him falls like a bag of shit...and then there is the second guy...we grip hands...not even close...i feel like a 10 year old little boy...i may as well have arm wrestled hulk hogan...for almost 40 years i considered myself a superstar in this profession...now the truth rears its ugly head...i am full of bullshit...from now on...i will stick to beating my penis...luv stu .

the last arm wrestle

there i am walking with my friend...i look to my right...there i see a six foot eight young lad with his 220 pound body building friend...time for an arm wrestle...i beat the giant...then it is the body builders turn...but i am too tired...he puts me down...i finish walking my friend to his home...we have another glass of rum...i pound the glass down..."fuck it"...time for a rematch...and this time i win...or did i??? fact of the matter...i could hardly move my arm for a week...time to retire...luv stu

January 17

January 12

Happy Birthday Stu!

faith without works january 8 2011

the relationship :1-find a mate...2-consummate the relationship...3-issues develop...4-dealt with (by...blame...repress...ignore..."enjoy"...fall into generic patterns)...5-be bewildered that all is gone to shit...not very good...solution...GROW THE FUCK UP...turn around...open your eyes to what is happening and the possibilities of what love can bring...ACT UPON THESE...love sees all things...live luv .

January 5

roads january 1 2011

as children...we do not have the emotional intelligence to deal with life appropriately...so we use anything that we can to allow us to escape the pain of being alive...problem is...we keep these patterns as adults...(fantasy...anger...deceit)...and they no longer serve a purpose...THE ESCAPE : 1-we have a need to feel safe...2-as a result...behavior patterns will develop...(for this and other reasons)...3-allow life to lead you into the place of "emotional puberty"...that is to say..."awake oh sleeper"...or...grow the fuck up!!! 4-change...live love...let life be your teacher through...relationships...prayer...and situations...this is the reason why all is around you...and...5-remain organic...real...naked...open...have a nice day!!!

a dream about a ball...

i had a dream that i threw a ball in the air and it went...around and around...wherever...no body knew it...but the angel gabriel was carrying it...just having some fun...then a lady appeared to me... she had the instructions of how to build a similar ball... she sold me the instructions...(that were torn and taped together)...for five dollars...i bought them...why??? for control...we love control , do we not???? point...in the dream...i made a mistake...let go...let god control your destiny...and yes...the dream was sorta based on true events...i just was not stupid enough to buy the instructions in real life...as for the ball...no ball...just the desire to fuck everything good up...we all have it...luv stu