…Gotham, dude. I watched all of Gotham and Alfred was my favorite. Wise was he. I like watching Steven Segal, David Carradine, Jack Nicholson, Jim Caviezel, Charles Bronson…you get the idea…do you remember Glenn Ford, thirties forties western actor/director…and James Arness (Matt Dillon). Real men on screen and off.
From the time I was a new teenager, I’ve admired and crushed on older men. I was mooning over Loren Greene, Lee Majors and Tom Selleck and wanted a piece of Chuck Norris. Waylon Jennings sang songs for me. If you were a hot silver fox, I was lookin’ at you.
The other girls my age were breathless over some 15-year-old girly looking boy that still had no hair on his ass. I didn’t get it. They were cute but puppies are cute. They were NOT handsome. Had no experience, no intelligence and no sex appeal.
These older real men had something deeper than looks and superb acting skills. They were rough around the edges, scarred and hardened from life and living. Passionate and sexy in a way that only comes with years lived and loved.
To this day I don’t like some of the younger smart ass know-it-alls I see on tv. I don’t watch any more tv than I have to anyway, so I choose carefully, lol.
When watching some actors or actresses I see men and women by their real names not their character names so much.
If I was an actress I would like to look like Stana Katic and Daniela Ruah and act like a Jack Nicholson / Jonathan Frakes / Jean-Claude Van Damme/Dr. Ruth/Elvira half breed. Weird huh? Don’t call the folks in white coats, you know you’re weird too.
Sudden insight here. Tells me something about myself that I like guys who can handle their weapons and ones who are skilled at hand to hand combat and Mental Awareness, even more. There is fearless and then there is stupid. You can find my post on that here.
~It is a fearless stance brought to reality from a life…lived.~
~You give me a little hidden hard-on.~
~I feel like I should spank myself for liking you as much as I do.~
~Do men hear you when you speak? Not your average vanilla coated guys, anyway. Some do listen but they don’t sling hearts ‘n flowers at you, and they taste of things stronger than sugar and rainbows.~
~©Jazzi Ryan Ranes~
This truly is a random chunk of brain matter and I apologize ahead of time. But I just gotta know because it seems so weird to me…
Tell me something you guys. Is there a gene that comes into play, that allows normally logical, sane people to put ketchup on everything? Sure I like ketchup. On burgers, hotdogs and fries…
Not on eggs, fried potatoes, green beans, navy beans, lima beans -n- ham. Not on macaroni and cheese (omg people really? macnchez is a food group). Ketchup sandwiches. Is there something I’m missing? Not inside a grilled cheese sandwich and why are you dipping those chicken fingers in there? You can’t expect me to believe you’re not a little nuts, if I catch you putting ketchup on a tomato sandwich or a squirt on your fried green tomatoes.
I know you guys probably don’t do that to all of your food but I’ve met a couple folks and I tell you. They went through bottles of ketchup like most do rolls of toilet paper. However, they will probably live a longer, healthier life on account of the high lycopene content in tomatoes.
And while I’m on this subject, because I promise you, I won’t revisit this sidecar again…
Is this the same unidentified gene (or maybe it is known, I’ll have to look), that is responsible for a desire to have everything taste like bacon, pumpkins and honey?
~©Jazzi Ryan Ranes~
~Just sitting here braining. I think I just invented a word.~
~You just can’t fix some things. They are like ash and evaporate into nothing when you touch them.~
“There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.”
― Edgar Allan Poe
~Rainbows only happen rarely and you only see them if you’re on your toes.~
~You went to college? Library living and people watching learning right here.~
“Watch out for intellect,
because it knows so much it knows nothing
and leaves you hanging upside down,
mouthing knowledge as your heart
falls out of your mouth.”
~Intelligence fights with itself.~
~Organized is a way of life. The various things I’ve done and created over my life have been controlled almost anal retentively. Like I had the only way to do a thing. And honestly, I still feel that way sometimes. It’s like I need some help but yer not doing it right get outta my way I’ll do it myself.~
~A lot of things the Marquis De Sade said were true and all so real. People make his words taboo because he was a freak and didn’t give a fuck.~
~Open minds only need trail behind.~
~If you are gay please let me know this important piece of information before I lay all my best moves on you.~
“Do not sleep under a roof. Carry no money or food. Go alone to places frightening to the common brand of men. Become a criminal of purpose. Be put in jail, and extricate yourself by your own wisdom.”
~Just be careful where you hide the bodies. I don’t want to have to accidentally dig one up when I’m trying to bury one of my own.~
~On doing what you love… If I were a painter I would be Bob Ross. Painting happy trees on sweeping colorful landscapes.~
~Yes, baby. Let’s make art sometime.~
~©Jazzi Ryan Ranes~
Theses are the kind of things that poke at me in the middle of the night. Where does it work into the fabric of things? I’ll be digging on YouTube for a particular song then find it hours later playing on that radio show. Have a heated thought and come to find that thought, bounced off in your direction without my permission. The smooth electric jazz that plays in my novel, plays in your soul.
I watched part 1 of the White Crane Chronicles last night and David Carradine’s controlled strength and words echoed a knowing starting to grow inside me. I write of the mountains in Montana and you post a video of a blue lake in Canada that looks just like what I see in my mind. These triggers that zipped in and out of awareness all day yesterday…synchronicity?
I don’t believe anything just happens, everything happens for a reason. Power of intention? Is that just long words for making a choice? Choosing your reality every moment you live it. Those ancient ways…urges one longs for, are inherent in the back story of my writings. Small events happen that come to the forefront of my mind when they mess with some thing or thought spinning around up there.
I sat outside yesterday listening as someone down the holler cut wood with a chainsaw, but below that, in my head, the strong hard thwacks of my main character chopping firewood with a long-handled ax in chapter 4.
Boom. Whoops, there it is. Synchronicity in its finest form. Inside and outside of reality. Accessible any time not just when one chooses to notice it going down.
~©Jazzi Ryan Ranes~