I Have No Followers

Apparently I have nothing to say that's worth reading. My one and only dear follower, colleague, partner in crime and real estate has abandoned me and no new followers have appeared. OK She's back. And to add to this post, I don't know what the problem is but I was able to add myself as a follower by clicking on the link at the top of page.

Alone In My Thoughts

I sit back and watch as my world passes by,

with so many changes in friends.

Alone In My Thoughts, I long for another,

with whom to be holding hands.

And try as I must, to get through each day,

as each event seems to unfold

I find myself in deep despair

with the thought of becoming old.

Chorus:

Life is too short to spend it alone,

to work for nobody but me,

With a partner with whom I can share all my dreams,

a happier man I'd be.

But nor she sees the love that I have

or would she even believe,

Alone In My Thoughts, my dreams will win

As I cry myself to sleep.

In the lonely hours, just before dawn,

As I lie awake still then,

I can't help but think of the past that I've lived

And where I might have gone wrong.

And try as I might, to think of the times,

That may have truly been right

They were far and few and between, I am

Alone In My Thoughts tonight.

(c)09/20/2009 JJ Williams

Tuck In Your Shirt!

I want to keep this blog going and I've made a promise to myself to try and add something each day. I know I'm reaching for ideas on this post so I'll just roll with it for now.

Anyway, while working at the "bars" last night, I started penning a song. Or for now the idea for a song. You see, as Corrections Officer, it seems my primary job is to repeatedly tell the inmates to do something. Something that I was taught to do at a very young age and continue to do so to this day without being told.

It seems that they forget to do it, sometimes refuse to do it, and always hem and haw when told to do it. What is it? Well the song lyric might start like this.

"Tuck in your shirt and pull up your drawers
cuz no one wants to see that junk of yours!"

Why is it so difficult for them to do? It's not an ethnic or urban thing. Inmates of all color and creed seem to have the same clothing consultant. I'm beginning to think that the State provides the consultant to them like it does everything else!

(oooh that can be a whole new post idea. Remind me later to write it)

Ten Things I Know About Women

1. They have a misconception that all men are the same intellectually.
Wrong! Some men are dumber than others.

2. They think all men have only one thing on their minds.
Wrong! Some men have a lot on their minds but are scared to death to talk about it because of the heartless rejection.

3. They have a misconception that they can live without us.
This might be true! But it will be boring after a while when they realize they have nothing to complain about!

4. They all might have boobs, but they all don't know how to show them off!
Others shouldn't show them off at all!

5. They think we look down on them!
Wrong! They're just mostly shorter than men. Except Leslie from what I'm told.

6. They want you to look in their eyes when talking to them.
Wrong! If you ignore their boobs, they think there is something wrong with you!

7. You will never win an argument with a woman.
But if you let them get their way, instead of arguing, they think you're spineless.

8. They don't appreciate anything that they have.
And blame it on the man when they no longer have it to appreciate.

9. They can turn their cheek faster than a snake strikes a mouse when they don't want a kiss.
But neglect to give them a kiss when they want one, and you're suddenly a heartless man that doesn't care about her feelings!

10. I know that this post will make some women chuckle in knowing they accomplished what they set out to do.
CONFUSE THE HELL OUT EVERY MAN ON THE PLANET!

This post is dedicated to ALL women whom I have had the pleasure, (you know who you are) as well as displeasure of knowing (you too know who you are). You have totally screwed me up for life.

Turned Cheek Kiss and Half a Hug

There's a little thing that a woman does
I call the Turned Cheek Kiss and Half a Hug.

Though a perfect gentleman you stick to your wits
at the end of the night, not even a kiss.

She teases you with her musings of men
with verbal and physical motions and then

With one fell swoop at the end of the night,
sends you on your way without blinking an eye.

A Kiss In The Mist

She stands in the mist of the falling rain,
Gently brushing the drops from her face
She raises her chin and smiles back at him,
With a touch of love they embrace

As the drops that fall, into their eyes,
Make them blink as if a tear
A smile comes to each of their lips
As the clouds begin to clear

And as the sun’s rays wash the rain away
They look into each others eyes
With a sparkle in each that brightens the day
They kiss with no clouds in the sky

As the day turns to night and the moon shines bright
In the distance you hear them saying
When the day begins with a drenching rain,
Let it end with us gazing at heaven.

(c)09/13/2009 JJ Williams

A short thought.....

The past was just a fleeting moment in time.
The present is shorter than that.
And the future is merely a personal perception
of what one thinks one deserves.
(c)2007 JJ Williams