Showing posts with label #marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #marriage. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

THOUGHTS ON MY MARRIAGE

It's been 25 years since I left my marriage for sanity.  Is there anything I miss about my marriage?


I miss the arguments.  My life is dull now that I live in peace and quiet.

Along with the arguments, I miss not being wrong.

I miss not being told what to do.  Some days I'm afraid to get out of bed because I don't know what to wear, what to eat, and how to spend my day.

I miss having my wife save me money by spending it.
"We saved $5.00!  The lamp was regularly $30.00, but we got it for $25.00."
"We didn't save money; we spent less."
"No. No.  We saved $5.00."
Of course she was right. 

Sex?  I missed it while being married.  My wife had a lot of headaches.  Perhaps I caused them.  Who knows?
Do I miss sex now?  No.  Everyday someone tells me, "Fuck off!"  Perhaps I do cause headaches. 

Friday, April 15, 2016

SEVEN RULES FOR LIVING





1 - Never get into a heated argument with fire.


2 - Marry when you are tired of having sex and no good for anything else.


3 - Wear earplugs to keep the wind from blowing through your head.


4 - Never slaughter a cow while wearing good clothes. 


5 - To keep Death Notices easy to read, make sure you die in alphabetical order.


6 - Never let your cat out you live near a Chinese restaurant.


7 - Never buy a losing lottery ticket.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

ENOUGH ABOUT ME . . . LET'S TALK ABOUT ME


I am Gary Johnston of Toronto -- not to be confused with Gary Johnston of Toronto.  Except for the hair, eyes, nose, mouth and skin color, I look like Brad Pitt.  



From the time I was little, as far back as I can remember, I always thought, "When I grow up, I want to be bigger."

My hobbies are thinking, thinking about thinking, and thinking about thinking about thinking.  I also enjoy finding the sadness in everyday life.  It is a wasted day if I have not cried at least once.

I was married for several years.  I married because I was in love.  The marriage did not work out.  If I marry again, then it will be for money.  



My political beliefs lie between Peter Pan and Wyatt Earp.



As for my religious beliefs, I wonder whether God believes in me.  If She does, then She has a funny way of showing it.

There is only one thing I hope to do before I die: return my library books.   I do not want overdue fines hanging over my head for Eternity?