Wednesday, December 31, 2025

Please don't let me be misunderstood.......

I've always loved me some Eric Burdon. I vividly remember every 'skip' in the 45 record House of the Rising Sun.  I can play Sudoku until I keel, Wordle for three hunnerd sixty five days for'er and 'er, and I still think I've listened to that song more times..

But Victor, you didn't write about that song in your title, in your title it's the Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood thingy bob.

Right you are blog reader......... now, which of the two still reading this rag are you?

I jest.  Kinda sorta.  I have some buddies who look at Social Media - Facebook maybe kinda specifically, as akin to having leprosy.

I meet friends, buddies I ain't seen in sometime... and... when we shake hands, sure, it's like old times - but, then they mention my "Check Engine 'thing'" and, in doing so, one of their eyebrows kinda twitches... and, my overthinking mind has them glancing down to see if I've got a wrist bracelet thingy from the looney bin.

My BIGGEST supporter here, is a buddy I went to HS with.  In the "Victor, I could care less Department", he will never know how much he's helped me with my own personal self image..  Close your ears, he's tried to get me to publish junk.... he spent real money to buy whatever it is you can buy a website for.. He has the 'rights' to checkeningelight something or other, I ain't sure if it's .com, .org. .,net.. .weird.. whatever, but he does.

I might jokingly say "he's backed me because......"  because I assisted in his "Monopoly" get-out-of-jail card for our High School Class Facebook page.  Yes, just shoot me, I said it, wrote it.

Yesterday, after a blog that made perfectly good sense to me (they all do. and trust me, I know I'm weird) he wrote "Sometimes I don't know what you are talking about, but I always love the way you say what you say, about whateverthef*ck you are talking about."  NO, not offended, music to my ears (It's OK to "let me be misunderstood.")

I have long said, I write to me, for me... hitchhikers welcome.  I KNOW oft times they're way outta leftfield.  I know frequently, they don't make a helluva lot of sense (even I am lost with them sometimes)....

Said buddy, on more than one occasion, has tried to get me to do ads, sell, market, whadever to assist me for time invested, divested. 

That ain't the deal.  The deal is me selfishly writing whatever I want, whenever I want, about, what I want, and hopefully, that includes an occasional smile, dose of positive, for you.  Truly, I mean that.

I truly, want life to be fun.  To me, that can be difficult nowadays.  I very much, try to be positive, on purpose.  Yes, I'm weird, nature of the beast.  I ain't quite to the Phil Collins point of "I don't care anymore.".. but, I kinda sorta don't.

I try, within every blog, to include something that makes your brain think "Yes, that's happened to me too.. " or, "wow, I can relate to that."  Another HS buddy, probably won't recognize this, but he once said "You write about things that happen to us, but, they're things that we won't write or say about."  I was on cloud nine for a week.. and then something happened, hell I dunno, mighta started raining.  (Scroll to "whatevertheheck you're talking about" and I'm ok with that.

Rare, I hope it is, me calling someone out.  I slipped, forgive me Father, today in the Monopoly story, but, just know, it was earned, deserved even.

Life has taught me we're all weird as hell, and certainly, me included.  Agree, disagree, laugh with me, at me, I don't even mind "Geez, did you read what he wrote today?"  I don't really care, right Phil?

This blog has brought me SO MUCH LOVE from you, the readers, I will forever be indebted and I truly mean that.

Hopefully, themes of ........ kindness........ fun......... just be you, even if it's weird..... the Golden Rule.....  I am human, hear me roar..... POSITIVITY...  run thru.  They're sposeta.

"But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good, Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood."  Nah, that's Eric. It ain't me babe.  Dig? (And it's ok if you don't.)

As long as my weird brain will allow... I will continue to write....I am never offended if you give up part-way... if you never even 'click, read'... I don't even care if you DO think I'm nuts.

"Sometimes I don't know what you are talking about, but I always love the way you say what you say, about whateverthef*ck you are talking about." 

Agree.  I try to push off......... kindness........ fun......... just be you, even if it's weird..... the Golden Rule.....  I am human, hear me roar.... POSITIVITY... . run thru. .. there's bumps in the road no matter what you drive.... sometimes, with lyrics involved.  OK, most times.

And then there's......... itchy itchy rashes........ ever eat a pine tree...... no, that aint what I meant.... Henry Gibson.....  Piggly Wiggly....  statistical oddities...  talk of pee... farts.. sharts... eww.. pew.. that.  All that crap comes within life.

Dance........ like you don't have clothes on.  To me, that's hella more exciting than "like people ain't watching." because...... some may throw clothes at you....... or, phone numbers...or dollar bills.  or, they may pee, poop their pants at your oddity..they may even head for the exits..  whadever, it's outta leftfield.  That's always the best field.

Be nice.  Be kind.  Laugh.  Love.  Say the word love.  Mean it when you do.  Pet a dog. Again and again.  Enjoy life,

Love, Victurd, whateverinthehell I said.

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Please don't let me be misunderstood.......

I've always loved me some Eric Burdon. I vividly remember every 'skip' in the 45 record House of the Rising Sun.  I can play Sud...