G W Brame

Ric Flair

Ric Flair.

One of my earlier memories (in this feeble memory of mine) is of me and my sister (2 years older than me) sitting in front of an old floor, wood console TV, cross legged, watching Ricky Steamboat ripping Ric Flair's clothes off around 11 am on a Saturday morning and giggling our asses off.

As gay as this may sound, it wasn't.  Southeast Greensboro, North Carolina during the late 70's it was.

This was my introduction to pro wrestling.

                          

Ricky Steamboat (whom was portrayed as a good looking, hard working Hawaiian kid)  got pissed off as he sat in the locker room while listening to Ric Flair berate him in a interview that was being broadcast thru out the Carolina's. .  He couldn't take Ric Flair's 'shit talking' anymore more....proceeded to run out from the back and kicked his ass on studio TV....and ripped his expensive clothes off in the process....presumably and completely humiliating Ric in the process.....and told us poor people that you don't have to put up with the rich assholes.  

That's my take away and I'm sticking to it.

Despite all this, Ric Flair remained the champion.  Always came out on top.

Long story short, I was always a Ric Flair guy...not sure why.

Simple man

"Mama told me,

when I was young..
Come sit beside me, my only son.

And listen closely to what I say..
And if you do this it'll help you
Some sunny day.  (oh yeah)

Oh take your time, don't live too fast...
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman (yeah) and you'll find love 
And don't forget son, there is someone up above.

And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Baby, be a simple kind of man.
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold.
All that you need, is in your soul.
And you can do this, oh babe, if you try:
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied.

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of man.
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can?
Oh yes I will.

Oh don't you worry,

 you'll find yourself.
Follow your heart and nothing else.
And you can do this, oh babe, if you try.
All that I want for you my son is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can

And baby, be a simple real simple man

... something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of man."

That's some James Baldwin/ Mark Twain level shit.

What could possibly go wrong?

Represent from midnight to high noon

Forth coming

Saturday night

Gordon Lightfoot

"Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?"

"Sometimes I think it's a shame when I get feeling better when I'm feeling no pain"

"Sometimes I think it's a sin when I feel like I'm winning but I'm losing again"

Respect the Lightfoot.

Robert E Harrill

I've been fascinated with the Fort Fisher Hermit ever since I heard the story and realized it just happened around the corner from where I live now.

The dude literally just checked out and said "fuck it, I'm done with this bullshit....just gonna go live off the land...at Fort Fisher motherfuckers. In that old bunker.  Take this job and shove it."

And he did that shit.

I'd bet there were nights he sat on the beach in total solitude and felt completely fulfilled as a person. 

 Imagine what it was like to experience the first nasty storm and find complete tranquility and happiness within the experience...first hand....rain in your face, lightning abound, crashing waves, all you have to do is ride this shit out...enjoy the ride.  On the agenda tomorrow:  wake up and live...and be nice to people.

Fight the Power 🤘

My social media game ain't strong

Chasing waterfalls

 

shave and a haircut

Everyone needs a lighter

After a few frustrating days, I've finally been able to access the old blog.  I've secured the domain "Lostnoiz.com" (I've owned it for the better part of 20 years) and will be a lot more active here moving forward.  For now, here's some lighters that you need.....

  

 More to come.....

For Michelle Hermann

After midnight

Today was a long day at work but to be expected, nothing new.  After work, I went to go see my girlfriend, though I knew it would only be for a short time....she's a high school teacher and needs to get up early in the morning to prepare for her day.  She's awesome.  She does it for all the right reasons, to right the wrongs, to give back, to help the helpless.  She doesn't do it for weekends off and long summers (but she sure as hell doesn't mind those...she's earned them).  I felt lucky to see her tonite.  She was tired but affectionate none the less.  Wearing a t shirt and sweat pants, she was still beautiful and held my hand while talking about our day, today.  There's a lot more intangible stuff I could add here but I'll do it later, I'll add the chapters at another time. 

The reason I keep this site/blog/website is for me...it's like my diary.  My earliest entry dates way back.  I like to look back on it from time to time, to remember stuff.  It's not monetized at all, strictly for my entertainment purposes only.  Lostnoiz.com will never be a hot site but that's not it's purpose.  It's for me and if you know me, I'll let you see it.  With that in mind, I've never written about my significant others here but now I am.

When I got home, I felt compelled to create a picture for her....maybe a meme or something like that.  Last Sunday, we went out together and took pictures at the local arboretum.  I was to take one of these pictures and mate it to a quote...add the text to a picture we took together or something like that.  I went straight to google to search out this text.  What would the search require?  New love?  I quickly realized that I couldn't find anything suitable for my needs.  Everything that came up was so....so unsuitable.  Everything came off as cheesy. 

I'm going to have to write this one out.  Nothing can accurately explain how I feel about her appropriately that has already been written...it's either too simple or not enough, no where near complete.  I'm going to have to find the words myself....and they damn well better be correct, she's an English teacher.  This is going to be a challenge but a worthy one, I've always had visual talents but written word, not so much.  This girl is awesome though, I'm sure the words will come to me.

That all being said, Happy Halloween!  I just noticed the date during my preview!