You know how you’re looking on youtube and you see a picture of boobs so you click on the pic and it has nothing to do with the picture? (Women, please replace “boobs” with “Target Gift Certificate”)
Well, this isn’t anything like that. This is not a teaser title, I have the goods. And I have a camera too, which is how I got the goods, and they are good, or, at the very least, they will keep me from ever being President of the United States (the sole purpose of this blog).
As we all know, everything that’s ever posted on the internet stays there forever, so the pictures below will be part of my legacy, something my grandchildren and great-grandchildren can be traumatized by for many years to come.
I drive a Honda Element (work car/chick magnet) and crisscross the San Francisco Bay Area, spreading joy, love and hydrocarbons everywhere I go. In a past blog I mentioned driving past Solyndra. For those throughout the world who don’t know what Solyndra is, it’s another one of those government snafus that happens every couple of years, no matter who’s in power, and really, no matter where you live in the world. Important people make things disappear, this time the “things” being $535 billion dollars.
Note: Let’s put these same people in charge of cancer cells, starvation and general inhumanity, because if we just put them in charge of these things, they will have no fu*king idea where any of it went.
As I drove past Solyndra, I realized, “Hey, Les, you’ve got a camera in your car, you should take a picture of yourself in front of the Solydra sign.” So I swerved across four lanes of traffic while texting and drinking a beer and set up my tripod. I took off my work shirt (more about this later) so as not to incriminate my employer. I set the timer and I took this picture.
I thought it looked pretty good, but then I said to myself, “Les, wouldn’t it be funny to pee on the Solyndra sign, I mean, just for the grandkids?”
So I got rid of the beer on the Solyndra sign.
But then I said, wait a second, the American people, and specifically me (I’m American) have gotten royally screwed by this company and a government board (of both the Bush and Obama administrations) for $535 million. The least I can do is return the favor in broad daylight with cars and trucks driving by and a security guard (who’s paying that guy?) walking briskly towards me.
So then I took this picture (See, I told you the title was for real).
And then (that guy is not laughing) I decided to look like I was taking a poop on the sign, but I was in too much of hurry to pull my pants down (that guy moves quick for a big guy) so I just look like I hurt my back, but honestly, there are resonant metaphors here, even with me not pulling down my pants.
It’s amazing how fast I can move when I know I’m going to get my ass kicked, so I collected up my things (thank goodness I didn’t pull down my pants) and got back to texting and driving.
NOTE: This is a close-up of my shirt. It’s incredibly tasteful “casual wear” gifted to me by my gorgeous neighbor/shopaholic Diana, who knows I’m a drummer and buys me anything with drums on it. Kids don’t get the joke and it makes for awkward conversations with their mothers.
Anyway, I hope you’ve enjoyed the pictures, especially you, Elijah (my great-great unborn grandchild named after someone in the bible who smote someone). Your great-grand daddy was a real kidder and used to do stuff like this before he became President of the United States.
Here’s a song I wrote that we (The Tear Jerkers) just recorded. It’s a drinking song about a woman doing a man wrong. Her name is Solyndra.
The post is Brilliant, the music vid Awesome, the lead singer’s voice and talent: Priceless ((( : )
Thanks Lez. It means a lot!
Les
Take a bow! 😀
Is that a sexual innuendo?
Les
No ,that would’ve been a clear ‘bend over’ .
This one ,mostly for being a kickass future grandad
Yeah! Hope I make it that far. Gotta stay away from those security guards.
Les
If I give you a list of corporations, can you please replicate all of these pictures for them? I’d like to start with Halliburton, then maybe Goldman Sachs…ooh and then Bank of America, all the natural gas drilling companies…okay I can see this will take some time and travel money. I would be willing to go halfsies on the gas.
i’m going to need a sh*tload of KY.
Les
Congratulations on being certifiable demented. Oh … but what a downer – no boob pictures. You could have at least gone topless in one photo.
That security guard was coming up too fast!
Les
At least a side boob photo? Great pics and sits….
Coming from the Oracle! Since you can go into the future, are my grand kids the least bit amused?
Les
Wow! Look at you, Les — the Renaissance Man! Drummer, singer, writer, sexual deviant to signs of corrupt corporations. I’m impressed!
I wish your video had that adorable little ball that bounced across the lyrics. That always makes me more apt to sing along.
Thanks Angie. You’ve summed up my resume well. I need to work on my video-editing skills so I can do stuff like the bouncing ball. I think I’m going to try a stop-action thing on the next video–which should suck up the two extra minutes I have in my life.
Les
Oddly enough, I’ve wanted to do these same things to a sign of the bookstore where I got fired…
What’s stopping you? I’ll pitch in for the tripod.
Les
Well, the only sign they have is above the store, so I’d need a very tall ladder.
By the way, I will be calling you when I want to publish my book (s). 🙂
haha! glad to have had a glimpse of your legacy. 😉 but you still look clean and decent there by half (haha). dang, i clicked on this one hoping to come across something really vile and wicked. nah, the title is for the Stats, right? so, how’s the traffic on this one, eh? ^_^
have a fun weekend! btw, love the shirt. Diana must be a cool neighbor… 🙂
Sorry to disappoint with the non-vile images. At least I am having sex with something, even if it is cement and gold paint (very uncomfortable by the way).
Diana is a very cool neighbor. We have a great neighborhood.
You have a great weekend too!
😉 thanks!