THE ELECTIONS END

The elections are over. We lost the big one, but when you play the game as long as I did as a coach, that's a consequence. You like to think that defeats pave the way for future victories, but that mentality isn't working currently. I see the glass as half empty at the moment.

The Viagra and Xanax aren't working their usual magic. I'm fighting the usual depression that inspires my writing. It's time for a change of scenery that I hope will effect a dramatic swing in my mood. I know that if I continue along my present path, I will vanish into the brush or el monte as we like to say in South Texas. 

There was the mysterious disappearance in the mid 1800s of the Oblate priest Father Peter Keralum who was the architect of the Immaculate Conception Cathedral in downtown Brownsville

The Oblates were missionaries. The priest would ride for weeks at a time ministering to the rancherias along the Rio Grande and inland. He would range as far west as Laredo. He performed all his Catholic duties for these impoverished and isolated people eking out a primitive survival. 

One day his horse returned to Brownsville without its rider. A search party could not find him. Ten years later his bones were discovered. Nobody could conclude the reason for his death. Speculation ranged from a snake bite to a heart attack. Some rumormongers even speculated that he may have fallen victim to marauding Comanches.

The summer is over. Our autumns and winters give us a warm, fuzzy feeling. We're almost in the middle of November and the last several days I have sat next to the pool and meditated. I don't know if I'm helping myself much in my state of political withdrawal, but relaxing certainly can't hurt you.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

SHE

She is promiscuous. She cheats on me. She has lost count of the number of lovers. She brags about the guys she has fucked. She lies about the guys she has fucked. She charges me $1000 to fuck her. She says I bore her unlike the others. She prefers her dog to me. She fantasizes about two guys at once. She imagines a man in black raping her. She says multiple partners embody a modern woman. She doesn't believe in protection. She climaxes when a lover ejaculates in her. She recalls she was out of control sexually. She is shocked upon discovering she has a STD. She blames her infection on me.
Read more

GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER

SHE: "You need to teach me how and how hard to press your nipples, so that the electricity can flow through your body. I'll learn. The pleasure that it gives you satisfying me is the same pleasure I want to give satisfying you." HE: "You have learned the basics. Nasty talk has always excited me and you seem to be very frank in detailing your past. Dirty stories provide me with a mental pornography. As you have discovered, I'm not kinky sexually. I consider myself more traditional in love-making, but I know how to touch all the bases. I particularly like making a women experience an orgasm while I'm eating her. I like exploring you with with my finger or two fingers in order to make you wider. You have definitely become more accommodating in comparison to the first time. You were extremely tight although I was able to ejaculate. Practice makes perfect and the lubricant has added to furthering our pleasure." SHE: "You complained that I shouldn't p...
Read more

SUMMERTIME

At The McHale Report we don't specialize in breaking news. Therefore, it won't come as a surprise to anyone that it is hot. To those who believe the myth that God worked for six days and then rested on the seventh--BULLSHIT! Even though He resided in the Middle East, the Garden of Eden couldn't escape the insufferable conditions of the region's relentless high temperatures. He knew that his work wasn't done and returned to his shop on the eighth day where he invented air-conditioning. Bears hibernate in the winter because they can't handle the cold. We hibernate during the summer because we can't handle the heat. We seek the cold. More accurately, we couldn't survive without cool houses and cool cars. There is a silver lining. For once agreement exists between Democrats and Republicans. "It's hot," says a Democrat. "You're right," replies the Republican. "It's hot." Estanislao Contreras, the controversial poet of...
Read more