Almighty God

Thank you for my music!

Fuck religion that tells women they need to cover up because men can't control themselves.

Fuck you little cockroaches of Shariah law!


What Up with the Fucking White?

Sorry y'all, something is amiss with my template..will correct this weekend. The #white is pissing me off!


The Morbid Sense of my Blog

Is there wisdom here? If there is, it is diluted and strange and only makes sense to me.

I played a dead hooker that placated to the European riche that would abuse a dead body because it was the only thing they have not done yet.

I put myself out there in so many odd ways, and yet I do not care. This is my blog, my diary, my fantasy and my way to throw out all the junk I hate about me, the world, and other stuff.

Right or wrong, it is mine, and no one in my 8 degrees of separation know about it. If they did, they would ruin ti for me.

So I keep this blog under the bed, locked away and open when I need to write on it. There is no rhyme or reason to my stories. One minute they are about a dead person, the next about a very live and struggling human being looking for a way to be better and escape the trap I am in,

A trap I created for myself built on years of programming and environment gone wrong.
I am getting better at seeing people for who they really are. I get caught up sometimes and forget. SO I tug on what ever bracelet I have added to my wrist to cover the scar and remind myself, that you need to watch out girl. No matter how old you are, you don;t think like the assholes and they are much more brilliant than I am at manipulation.

UI will one day, know just how to poker face this world.

One day the blonde will have it all figured out.

At least in time to come up with a brilliant quote for the epitath.


Let's be Frank

Because you certainly do not want to be Kevin Spacey at this moment. But as many people call him an appalling rapist, there are certainly more willing to forgive.

My only thought and opinion to the Let Me Be Frank video and why Kevin made it-besides the evidence of heavily drinking red wine, as his teeth and lips expose- is probably that he did not get the satisfaction of a farewell speech before getting kicked to the curb by producers. He was killed off  'House of Cards', if you remember or live under a rock.

Many claim it is his way of distracting from his arraignment. Could be, but somehow waiting in a hide-away sems an easier way to keep his name out of the news. Afterall, we are six second society and kinda over the all #metoo movement.

Personally, I am not one to think he is guilty until the evidence comes clearly about. Just because someone said they did something, doesn't mean they did.

The problem with the #meto movement is that too many came out with stories that it just sounds like crying wolves,

So until proven guilty, I am pro Kevin.

Hate the Blonde if you will, but I need truth before slamming someone to the nth degree.

The Subtle Art of not Giving a F*ck

While I like the Mark Manson book, I was also irked by it.

He is not adding anything new and I was a little dismayed that he pressed on having a relationship to make him centered. Narrowing his world is comfortable to him, but he does not need to preach that to others. Especially when he saw the world.

I think people need to find what is best for them and not count on real advice from some guy who did not just magically make his blog popular so he could travel the world. I think there was some family money thrown his way.

I think one of the best persons to listen to for real life lessons is Dolly. She was telling it just like Mark Manson, minus the assholery.

I am fond of assholery, as long as it comes from the Blonde.


Which White People?

Which white people, black people?

I just watched a show that black people are still being used by white people. Funny those black voices  are rich and famous and still blame the white guy for using them. 

The Shop by Lebron features opinions I can see on any cable news channel. There is nothing new here folks. Just more rhetoric from more rich people talking about what they see in America behind their gated community, private jets and limos.

The black 1% speaking out against the white 1% does not involve me, so please stop saying white people and start saying the white 1% or the white 10%, because the rest of us fools,  of all different color and cultures are not part of this conversation.

I get there is racism still, but racism is no longer just about black and white. 

Fuck, I ;just got called by a recruiter for a job as a marketing director for a guy that came from the middle east, making a killing shafting the American elderly on solar panels.

Do you not think he is racist toward Americans and finds it OK to saddle them with $16,000 in debt for sub-par solar panels from China?

Racism is no longer just about color. Perhaps, I am looking for a different word here. Bigotry, is that better?

What does it matter the semantics we use to say it is OK to abuse, use and oppress anyone of any race, culture, color, age, ethnicity, sexual orientation, etc.... yes, I get I am redundant on a few of these.

Fuck you.

When you speak of white people, please leave out the Blonde. 

I do not have any power or money to use anyone of any sort.

So fuck you rich, famous black people calling out ALL white people.

The Blonde is calling you out for being just as ignorant as the rich white guy now.



#2019 assholes!

We made it through another year.

I find it funny, that I survived the past year without the help of yet another self help book.

Have you read "The Subtle Art of not Giving a Fuck"?

\Yeah, well, I read it and can tell you, it is full of old shit that is not news to anyone.

He is clever with prose, I will give Manson that, but his stories are not quite accurate and more to the point of being bullshit he concocted to fit his agenda.

The hippie Suzuki? Really?

The musicians dumped before a record deal> Did he talk to those fuckers?

Dude, love the writing. You are a brilliant storyteller, but a self-help guru? NOT!! AT FUCKING ALL!

For those of us already self-aware, we flip through the mundane and over y used shit.

You can read his shit at markmanson.com...OOP, sorry, the sad fucker is a .net dude.

And no doubt some will call me out on my critique and assume I am jealous, but that just makes me laugh now that I read the book!


The Blonde finds all self-help books do one thing...help the author make money, and do nothing but distract and annoy the dumb asses who read it!



Unhealthy Relationhips

I use to say, sign me up.

But I have learned the hardest thing to do in one's life is to leave the comfort zone.

This means you leave the ground underneath you, you yank the roots which grounded you, and you turn on the people who thought loved you but understand they only had a vested interest in keeping you down.

But if you can stand the fear, the backlash, and loneliness for a bit...than you will have wings to go any where you want.

I will explain more later...but there is more love than you can imagine beyond that comfort zone.

Especially when your comfort zone was some fucked up shit.


Light a Candle

When shit creeps in, light a proverbial candle.

This one is my favorite.

The Blonde says, Amen.

Doc Pothead was right about one thing

Oh fuck, I cant't remember.

I do know, I listened to this after it:

The Blonde lives with regrets every day.

Don't Mind Fuck Me

Never try to date a psychiatrist if you have skeletons in the closet.

I have washed most of my life's history away.

Why do I need someone to try and bring it up again?

I think my Dad agrees with me.

After hanging up with the Hack Doctor, I went to the bathroom and switched the light on.

All 4 bulbs from the chandelier blew.

Not just burned out, but actually blew and popped and sparked.

I got it Daddy, no more guys that mind fuck me.

No more bringing up things in the past that will not help my future.

The Blonde hears you loud and clear!

P.S. Thank you...no dark roads for me any more.

Cuffing? Seriously Match?

I have a love/hate relationship with Match.

Mostly hate Match because of the guys but love Match because of the stories I get to write about the guys.

So thank you.
Still not giving you free ads, biatch.

So this time is purely for enjoyment and stories.

So let's get into it:

Right off the bat, met up with married men who lies like an Aubusson rug at Saks.

Smooth as silk, but lit with a match would have a stench.

This guy was not worth a match, his carpet is made of polyester and he melted under all his lies.

Do I feel sorry for his wife? No, it is not like she is my friend. I could care less.

Will I see this dude again?

The question mark was sarcasm.

But if you are in for some really incredible golf clubs...this guy hand makes them out of a small warehouse here in lil' ole Texas.

I have more stories, like the super-stoned psychiatrist with a successful family mental health practice.

Stay tuned!!

The Blonde is back on Match!