Author: mgermaine

Roids not working. Back is still crap. What the heck am I going to feel like when i’m 80?

Lyric

Risk my soul, test my life
For my bread
Spend my time, lost in space
Am I dead?

-Steelheart, We All Die Young

Slow as crap system to get on and post today. Like it’s telling me not to do this. Whoa.

Anyway. I am, anyway. Chronicling the next six days of new meds for my back. This better work.

Lyric

Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We’ll just pass him there
why should we even care?

-Black Sabbath, Iron Man

I’m pretty impressed with the way this Cloak of Invisibility thing I have going on with chicks is working out.

Lyric

War and peace and love, say it if you dare,
Iron fist, velvet glove,
I’m so bad, baby I don’t care

-Motörhead, I’m So Bad (Baby I Don’t Care)

Why are these people allowed to live among us? #NoArmSwingingWhileWalking

Lyric

I’ve seen an old man
Have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well, he died while we just stood there lookin’ at him
Ain’t he cute?

-Fear, I Don’t Care About You

I hate when Patti is right. She told me to ice my back from the weekend and it helped. Damn.

I’ve been trying something under the radar this week, I’m going to try and tie in the lyric to the subject of the post from now on. We’ll see how this goes.

Lyric

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous ’cause I’m out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they’re so full of “Eight Ball”
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine, all I heard was shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper, the avenue’s packed
I’m trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, you know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends

-Vanilla Ice, Ice Ice Baby