Damn!

Jeez. Sheesh. Phooey. Crap. Kapow.
I entertain two conflicting thoughts:
killing myself and wanting to live forever.
Mother-fucking Christ.
Q1: By the way, is there censorship in here?
Q2: Would I be reported and therefore banned?
Well, the fuck do I care. In fact,
I am in a killing mood.


I would be 59 in two months;
and I am back to starting from scratch.
A super-typhoon and 2 volcano eruptions in 2006
devastated our rainy-season harvests. We had yet to recover
from that when in 2009, three super-typhoons did the same thing.
And as if that were not enough, six months ago, Mt Bulusan decimates
our rainy-season harvests (wild red rice, wild honey, wild etc).


Q3: Is this what blogs are for?
To let off steam?
Self-analysis?


So I try to reinvent myself once more.
This time, an an English teacher.
But I have no degree to speak of.
*As if books give wisdom where none was before.
Oh... employers prefer automaton employees;
and college is the training ground.


What to do?
1) Get an education degree from Claro M Recto University?
2) Go to Nigeria... kidnap, fleece, murder scam artists?
3) Go to Mexico... join up with a drug cartel?
4) What the fuck to do?


Growl! Scream! Pound! Kick!
Knee! Elbow! Head butt! Punch!