tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-116285222024-03-19T02:44:49.925-07:00My Story JiggaJoe Bipolar JesusSomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-35899954445210101742012-07-25T16:27:00.003-07:002012-07-25T16:27:47.321-07:00Chip in if u can. It cost bank 2 die.
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This really started 2 days before November 1st. And if you would like to even go back further, I myself think there were even more early warning signs. I will explain these early warning signs as I go along in this story. <br /><br /> First off what I think was or is an early warning sign. About mid-summer I noticed my beard was getting weird spots of white in several places. I'm 51 at this point and did not ever have that salt and pepper look at all. Is this an early warning sign? I'm not sure but to me it may have been as it looked like I did not know how to shave just the way the spots came in. Now on to November 1st 2011. Really 2 days before that I was wobbly on my feet. What I mean by this is, I noticed while walking that 2 days before I would walk and kind of sway to the left or right. This also happened the day before but was even more noticeable. Why I thought this was the Flu coming on was I was with family at Thanksgiving and thought with the kids My Nieces and Nephews perhaps this was a bug going around the schools because of the kids? November 29th<br />I go shopping for a few items for my Mother and I walk into the store and I went sideways really bad but still was able to shop while holding on to the cart. I got my Mom a few items and bought myself a Ribeye steak. Also I got a pork loin to make for the week as to not have to cook all week for dinner and have good left overs to eat for the week. I had the Steak that night and did not get sick but I did pass out after eating it and felt strange. <br /><br /><br />Now, November 1st. I woke up feeling very dizzy. I could hardly walk swaying side to side. I thought to myself this is the flu I was waiting for. I grabbed a few blankets and put them on the bathroom floor. It was about all the energy I had. I grabbed my cell phone and called my Mom, Who I informed the 2 days before about my wobble and told her the flu was here and set in. She told me to get some fluids and ride it out. I got very sick to the point of dry heaves and vile. I drank a little Vernors more so for flavor over throwing up vile. I was getting very heavy chills and sweating very bad as well. I was on the floor from about 10:30 am till 1:30 am December 1st. For a short while I was able to make it in my bed with my cell phone. Trying to think should I call an ambulance or a Family Member? At some point after throwing up in 2 buckets off the side of my bed I went back to the Bathroom floor. It was there about 1 am that I called my sister Joanne. She did not even recognize my voice and asked who I was. I told her it was me. She asked how will I get in I tried to tell her where I had a spare key hidden outside but she said she would now ever find it. So with here on her way, I called my Mom. I told my Mom to stay on the line as I made my way down the stairs to unlock the door. I told her that if I fell down the stairs I needed her to tell someone where I was. I made it down and back up, telling my Mom that sister would be here soon. I collapsed back on the bathroom floor as I said goodbye to my Mother. At that point my cell phone shot off somewhere and I could not find it. So now I'm lying on the floor with no clothes at all covered with a blanket and very cold will the chills. <br /><br />I hear a knock at the door. It’s my Sister with my two oldest Nephews and His Girlfriend. I will say this now. I'm trying not to use names in this Blog because of Google search results, just so that is clearly stated. I was able to yell out loud enough that the door was open or maybe they just tried it and came up. Once they saw me they knew I needed an ambulance. They called but did not state it was an emergency. The ambulance took over a half hour or so to respond. I truly believe that had I not called my sister that I would have not made it more than 5 or 6 hours more before I passed over. After the ambulance responded they saw my color and knew right away I needed a I.V. to be started. My veins were very dry and they could not even start one after many try's. I was totally naked as I even took off my boxers as they were drenched in sweat. After getting the I.V. started they had to take me down the stairs by way of an emergency chair. My sister had gotten me a pair of boxers that I was able to slip on before I was transported down the steps. Once outside I was very cold and it was snowing lightly, They transferred to a mobile stretcher which was covered by a blanket so it was not getting snowed on. Once on the stretcher they moved me quickly to the ambulance which had heat lamps going strong, At that point I felt very good knowing I was warm and in the hands of paramedics and on my way to Saint Joseph’s Mercy Hospital. They did not run the lights and sirens all the way, there only at lights and crossings.<br /><br />Once at St Joseph’s Mercy they rushed me into the emergency where they started running vitals and checking fluids. I was even told by a nurse they thought I was shooting up because the ambulance tech tried to put my IV’s is too high. Now they are checking me for the Flu and they find out that my Heart is in a, A vibrations. This led to getting a cat scan procedure, where they thought they saw something and this then led to getting MRI’s which showed That I had 2 brain Tumors and 1 Lung Cancer as well as 3 cancers on my kidneys. If I may I’ll take you back to the year 2006 where I was diagnosed with Melanoma skin cancer of my upper left chest. After being diagnosed with skin cancer I had this cancer removed. The VA hospital gave me a option of Chemo. But here is the kicker about that time I was in a very bad bike accident where I tore off my Nose, Knocked out 9 teeth, ripped both my lips wide open , Bite my tongue in half, and had a trach hole and I was almost dead from that. So after doing this to my Body I took the option of letting my body heal from that injurer over getting Chemo to cure the cancer that did we thought we had caught early enough.<br /><br />Now we are into December 1st at St Joseph’s Mercy Hospital. I had to see a Neurosurgeon named Dr. Thomas and his team to save my life. They had to cut the tumor out of my head around the 7th of December 2011. After having the Tumor removed by Dr. Thomas and his team I was told not to move in my bed. My family was all there at t Joseph’s Mercy Hospital. While lying in bed after having the tumor removed. I could hear my brother Jeff ask if they could come and see me for a minute and the nurse said “No Not at this time” I called out to them saying I was ok but they could not hear me. For a minute I looked around my Room not wanting to move. It was in that moment that I looked over by my knees and I saw something hovering like a light not quite a shape or a person just a light like perhaps an angel or something, I could not tell what it was, but I knew it was there and I knew I was going to be ok. It hovered for maybe 1 minute less or more I could not tell as I was coming down off the drugs they used for my surgery. I was scheduled for a procedure called the Cyber Knife as this was considered a life and death situation and the VA hospital did not have me in the system for this kind of emergency. After getting that surgery I was released but had been pre-approved for Medicare because of my income.<br /><br /><br />Now the time frame is somewhere coming up on Christmas 2011. I am staying at my sister’s house in Allen Park Mi. Because of having the Cyber Knife they prescribed me lots of cancer drugs and 1 being steroids. The Steroids were prescribed to shrink the swelling on my brain but they had a nasty side effect. These steroids sent me into a manic episode and the denied any rest as my Bi-polar disorder. As my manic state set in I had some very strange experiences. I started feeling very spiritual as I did back in 2003 with my first bipolar episode. While showering at my sisters something came over me and started talking to my soul in my head. To me this was God again. God was telling me things about some pants my Mom had bought me for Christmas and showing me things in the pockets I could not know where there.<br /><br /><br />Ok now here is avery strange thing. I could not sleep for almost a month only getting 1 hour and 37 minutes a day. I was in the middle of a very bipolar episode but to me this was totaly normal. I had to be admitted to The VA Hospital in Ann Arbor Mi some thing after Christmas. My family knew I was in This Bipolar episode and let me stay home for Christmas. After getting checked in the Va Metal ward I found myself in a very strange part of the Va I did not even Know existed. It Was like a magic place and I thought I was the saviour again. Here is the kicker to this. While in this manic state, I thought that I was the one that God picked to stay behind and be tormented by Satan some I could bring everyone else home. I Told God that I would do this in my mind. Looking back on this I now know it was a Bi polar episode but I did make this pack with God so The deal still stands. I guess what Im Sayingis Im a man of my word so if this ever needed to be done still I would Honor what was said in my mind and keep this deal to get every one home.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-88338160025498403572012-04-09T09:52:00.002-07:002012-04-09T10:57:52.592-07:00CancerI have Melanoma Cancer in my Body.Im going to try and tell me story on this blog. I have only one thing to give. A song I wrote and own the copy rights to. It's Titled "Marra Wanna Be Like Me". I have it on Itunes and Im looking for support of this song so I can get me life back. If you can help please contact me at Jerry.willcockson@gmail.com. Here is the link to that song. Ill write more about this soon. Plaese support me if you can and help get my story out.<br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b2wFhU7T-bk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-52192326301412067212011-12-20T01:33:00.001-08:002012-04-09T11:40:46.724-07:00Marra wanna Be Like Me (Rare 419 Mix )<div style="width:473px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG.png')"><br /><a href='http://www.soundclick.com/JoeSomebodie'><br /><div style="background-color:width:460px; height:45px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_460.png');"></div></a><br /><div id="lower"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="473" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player.swf"><br /> <param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /><br /> <param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /><br /> <param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player.swf" /><br /> <param name="loop" value="false" /><br /> <param name="menu" value="false" /><br /> <param name="quality" value="high" /><br /> <param name="wmode" value="transparent" /><br /> <param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&songid=11302964&scid=11302964&q=hi&ext=1" /><br /> <param name="scale" value="noscale" /><br /> <param name="salign" value="b" /><br /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /><br /></object></div></div>SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-68993218409258092032011-11-02T12:05:00.001-07:002011-11-02T12:18:19.742-07:00Sponsor Tune "If I see you in the bar tonight"Since re-recording "Marra wanna be like me", I have been offered more studio time in the form of a cash donation. The sponsor has always liked my Demo stuff and after hearing "Marra wanna be like me" he offered to sponsor a song.<br /><br />I told him he could pick the song. He really liked "If I see you in the bar tonight" from the start. He said he did not want to bring back any emotions from that song as he knows what the tune is about and who. I explained that these tunes even though, about love weren't meant to ever have a secondary meaning such as, trying to twist someones emotions with words and perhaps win them back. They are just feelings put to music.<br /><br />I have been playing the song some what to get the feel of playing it again. Today I played it over and over and realized that I did not think about the person I wrote it about through couple of the practice runs. I am enjoying the emotion of this song once more that I wrote back in 2004.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-20933969341666096072010-01-04T20:49:00.000-08:002010-01-04T21:58:28.561-08:00Dreams.....Last night I had a dream. A dream about a lost love. The one from the story in 2005.<br />Recently we had made contact again for the first time since this all happened to me.<br />I had not ever really kept up on her though I have heard bits and pieces about her life over the years. She has haunted my dreams ever since this event took place and we parted ways. I would dream of her often she would not ever talk to me or even look at me in the dreams. It bothered me so. <br /><br /><br />Last night, was the first night I dreamed of her and she talked to me. I couldn't really remember allot about the dream except that she said "I would like to talk to you tomorrow". <br /><br />Today in real life I went to where we both worked and met each other. I didn't know if she would be working but I knew that she still works there. She was there. We exchanged a few words to each other. Was nice to be able to look into her eyes again for the first time in a long time. A little awkward yes but a start to a new beginning just as friends only.<br /><br />I know for sure that we will not ever be together again. It wasn't meant or intended to win her back or anything along those lines of thought. It was the simple impulse of the dream that guided me to take this action today. I still have very strong feelings for her.<br /><br />So I guess I'll end with this. If she were to be my last love, I'd rather still be in love with her for the rest of my life than any other person. You would have to know her to feel this way.<br /><br />This is a song I wrote about her.<br /><br />http://www.soundclick.com/share?songid=8413816SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-14871268141946736272009-12-17T21:58:00.000-08:002009-12-17T22:08:19.389-08:00Have Yourself a Merry Little ChristmasI did this song for my family and friends. I posted it on a site named Metafilter.<br />Its got alot of good artists on the site. It's nice they post comments about your work. People where saying it sounded good in a Muppets way and meaning in a good way also. So this guy outa no where emails me asking if he could do a Muppet to my song and post it? I of course said "Yes". This is his Muppet to my voice and I play all the other parts except drums which is my Cuz Jay is hitting the sticks. I tracked this for my Christmas Cd for my cards and family. This is a Bonus. I give Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Muppet Style. Too Cool!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiSt0A4uOiY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiSt0A4uOiY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-72472889623603343822009-11-22T15:55:00.000-08:002009-11-22T17:09:53.940-08:00Some Closure's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSh2vCGKWktLQJd1ga8wDnAec35QL5-Rd_F2cQMuCR-dzCUwhtGrfYc02gWCJbG0VkzkyqlG4CpSP_U93zA9DIHEviU8k4MVKLrJCv8kkWBVymFnIlHGY6izDDpng9LYg5gqxe/s1600/Jerry2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSh2vCGKWktLQJd1ga8wDnAec35QL5-Rd_F2cQMuCR-dzCUwhtGrfYc02gWCJbG0VkzkyqlG4CpSP_U93zA9DIHEviU8k4MVKLrJCv8kkWBVymFnIlHGY6izDDpng9LYg5gqxe/s320/Jerry2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093961971908050" /></a><br />Hmmm...life itself? What is life? It's a on going series of moments. Time is a big part life and no part at all. How can there be a future without a past? In (My) lifetime Ive had many up and downs. <br /><br />Emotion has always been a big part of my life. Whether happy or sad either has been taken to the extreme. Ive laughed harder then others and cried more than some.<br />Ive loved many things and have had my heart ripped from love's grip. Reaching a closure is a milestone. A very hard milestone to reach. For time plays a major factor in closure.<br /><br />Now, What is Closure? Does a thing like this really even exist? Good questions both of them. Closure is a piece of time that weighs on your very being. Time plays a heavy role in closure. Closure is just that a closing of time. To answer does it exist. Yes I think yes.<br /><br />Again I have reached two very important closure's in my life. Timing was the key. These events of closure were closed long before in this on going series of moments. I just had to wait for myself to catch up to these events in time. One was a Debt and one was a relationship. I know for sure the debt is paid off. I know now for sure the relationship is over. The weight has been lifted. I want to stay positive. <br /><br /><br />Off subject. I feel a need to travel. I'm sending out thoughts of world travel.<br />I was born in Japan. My Mother told me my birth story. While in Japan I became a life. My moments started ticking. I was born in Oct 1960 I am now 49. To get back to the birth story. I was born in a very rural part of Japan. It was a long Bumpy dirt road to Hospital. I think that has something to do with who I am now. Even moments before birth add up. I recently attended a party. There were two people there from Japan. They were both Oct babies. Very nice people. They said that I needed to go back to that bumpy road and just listen to the sounds. They said it will fill in my soul to hear those noises and sights and the area has not changed that not over the years. I feel this need inside me to return. I have always felt different as american being born in Japan. So I am sending out thoughts of world travel.<br /><br />Back to closure. Before because of my debt I could not obtain a passport. Now that I have closure I can. Life is full of openings and closings. I'm happy for what Ive achieved thus far in my life. There are so many things I love and that love me back.<br />So I still have relationships. I'm happy to have written my post before this and still be on path. I will end by saying closure is just another opening in these moments of life and time.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-36350765279147062182009-07-17T19:26:00.000-07:002009-07-17T21:45:31.086-07:00Strange and Wonderful things are Happening AgainMy Life at this point is taking wonderful turns.<br />It was not so long ago I was a lost soul.<br />I will be the first to admit that I am No angel.<br />The Lord works through me as I am his tool.<br /><br />I will start with a quick story...<br /><br /><br />My friend like many other people is going through a ruff time.<br />He got evicted after 16 years of residing in Depot Town Ypsilanti.<br />I have been trying my hardest to keep him a float and help him as much as I can.<br />He came over on Monday and needed to talk and make a plan for his exit to his new life. I helped arrange a U-haul and get people to move him along with myself.<br />As he sat there I could see the stress on his face and feel his emotion in my soul.<br />He was confused looking for phone numbers in his wallet.<br />It was at that time that I noticed he could not read the writing on the the paper.<br />I myself need and use reading glasses and I had just received my new glasses from the VA hospital as my eyes get worse every year. So I offered him one of my old pairs and he accepted the kindness. He remarked that the glasses made a world of difference.<br />I was happy I could do something to lift his spirits. I myself have been waiting for a Beatles Anthology book I won on eBay for a very good price. <br /><br />Next day<br /><br />I go to my mailbox to see if the book had come. Open The mail box and to my surprise <br />there is a new pair of glasses (return to sender) with my address and name as the sender and they are my prespricption. I sent no glasses to anyone. Im still puzzled as to where they came from and who sent them. I know in my heart where they came from. So I will leave it at that. I came back into my apt and sent a email to the person I won the book bid from. Telling him I hadn't received the book yet. The moment I pushed send there was a knock at my door. Its was the mailman with the book.<br />I accepted it and said "Thank You". I closed the door, turned around and saw a email pop up on my computer. Its was the book sender with this simple message "It should be there very soon". My mind was blown by the timing and the new glasses are better than the new ones I received a month earlier. I enjoyed the book that much more.<br /><br /><br />These same kinds of things happened to me in my manic state.<br /><br />My cards are stacked in my favor as he uses me like a puppet.<br />I am truly blessed to be where I am in life and hold no regrets.<br />He is also healing old wounds from my past.<br />These are wounds that are very personal and deep so I wont discuss them in <br />this type of forum. Although I'm not afraid to share them in the right setting.<br />For now I will myself to him as he has more control over me than I can ever have.<br />In God I trust.<br />I will say it again.<br />God is Good.<br />Love is God.<br />God is God.<br />The Lord is everything.<br />We are all just renters of his kingdom.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-84438439825248791962009-07-17T19:16:00.001-07:002009-07-17T19:17:14.148-07:00Its so easy to get swallowed up in the pain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCBxlqn_cwjBoalnpKzYEvZ3Uie0JLlXN_EHQ94CIP4VOk5_cqGE1Qp05eSiArTSNn9FKwTrJhpQ_5iALhZAGb41bb2un1zQ-EhNQRR2YwruY7kU_x-gfj61WHUJWiJ4pfs269/s1600-h/jesus-muslim-greenpeace-prophet.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCBxlqn_cwjBoalnpKzYEvZ3Uie0JLlXN_EHQ94CIP4VOk5_cqGE1Qp05eSiArTSNn9FKwTrJhpQ_5iALhZAGb41bb2un1zQ-EhNQRR2YwruY7kU_x-gfj61WHUJWiJ4pfs269/s320/jesus-muslim-greenpeace-prophet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359618394620301042" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"></span><br />God Is GoodSomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-55861177146970860842009-06-06T23:06:00.000-07:002009-12-08T21:23:39.951-08:00Hearts Like Mine...This is a Billy Bob Thornton And The Boxmasters tuneWill re-link this song after Christmas<br /><br />This is a Billy Bob Thornton and The Boxmasters Cover<br />I played all the parts in my cover of this wonderful song<br />If you havent ever heard them you should<br /><a href="http://www.billybobmusic.com/"></a><br />What a great song!SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-2004739054767964122009-03-09T18:37:00.000-07:002009-03-09T18:41:13.045-07:00Just being Boring<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-8ZJN1dSHI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-8ZJN1dSHI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Just another thing from the past.<br />This song was in Ferris Bueller's Day off.<br />In the museum scene.<br />Just a love for the song<br />So I thought Id post it here.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-5899923903941666012009-02-19T20:09:00.000-08:002009-02-19T20:24:16.645-08:00Levis<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YZSG12-3Vg&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YZSG12-3Vg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I used to love this commercial<br /><br />Did you also know That<br />Levis spells Elvis-Evils And Lives<br />Groovy StuffSomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-15778872394412391742009-02-18T21:51:00.000-08:002009-02-19T10:13:12.085-08:00LifeThis is alittle picture to music I did <p></p><p>Some of the images are from my family life</p><p>I wrote this song and recorded myself</p><p>when I had cancer I did this for my friends and family</p><p>just in case</p><p>The words to this song were a one take straight through</p><p>I had no words except what came from my mouth at the moment</p><p>one study flow only later I did some over dubbing</p><p>This was meant more for my kids than anyone</p><p>Now is a different time </p><p>Perhaps the hour of change has arrived</p><p>now thru images and music the words take on </p><p>even more meaning</p><p>I put this together the nite before </p><p>The Election</p><p>Hope </p><p>There is still time</p><p>Change</p><p>its reachable</p><p>We all must try and strive as a people</p><p>All meaning everyone no one left behind</p><p>Now</p><p>Is when it has to happen</p><p>Love</p><p>Its not just a word</p><p>GOD</p><p>is LOVE</p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304382002171839474" /></a>SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-90383090681107852962009-02-18T21:30:00.000-08:002009-02-18T21:45:30.364-08:00MemoryThere was a women I knew<br />A memory of a women<br />forever fading away<br />there was a time when <br />I loved Her more than Myself<br />was she ever really even here<br />or was it just my mind playing<br />another devious illusion in<br />this crazy theater of time<br />this absencent thought eludes<br />her essence her words no longer<br />have meaning Just a distant MemorySomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-68540016890363848142008-12-26T13:58:00.001-08:002008-12-26T14:43:21.362-08:00Baby Kittie<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_zkHi8JVA5-bixjlyv-rluhLoXfy33yDd3RNLXa_pD59aVb4y8lqvMcSpYrp6bWkvJqBupNQhit7in3bPjyBWG-jVZPGO7YVwtR3VqAVnVB5ue2OedDTF4qH6SVGIzuCADg24/s1600-h/MVC-32.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_zkHi8JVA5-bixjlyv-rluhLoXfy33yDd3RNLXa_pD59aVb4y8lqvMcSpYrp6bWkvJqBupNQhit7in3bPjyBWG-jVZPGO7YVwtR3VqAVnVB5ue2OedDTF4qH6SVGIzuCADg24/s320/MVC-32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284222102303505618" /></a><br /><br /><br />This is my Baby Kittie I came across her just over two years ago. She lives with me she's a indoor/outdoor kinda cat. I live in Ypsilanti mi still. Anyway its been very cold and snowy here. I let Baby kittie out about 6 days ago to use the bathroom. Within a hour the weather went down hill. Baby kittie became missing. I went out everywhere yelling for her and she was no where to be seen. I prayed and and prayed and even thanked the lord for the time Ive spent with her. Christmas came and went and still she was not home with me. I would go to the door and open it and yelling Baby Kitttie I would make a fast set of clicking noises with my tongue. Still no Baby Kittie. I did this atleast ever hour. For days Opening and closing the door for her. Today in Mi this morning we got a small ice storm. I was just going out the feed the birds and squeirlls when the city bus stopped in front of my apts. <br /><br />Continue.....<br /><br />A very old man had gottan dropped off almost falling off the bus because of the ice storm. I saw how hard it was for him to keep his balance. I put down the critter food in front of my apts and went and caught up to him. As I came up from behind him I said " Coming on up" as not to startle him. I asked if I could help him and he said "bless you may" I walked him to his house about a city block away. The ice being so slippery it took us a good ten mins. We chatted some he was name Henry and his family took him to Christmas dinner. After gettting him safely to his porch with no ice on his steps and a rail I released him and said god bless you and my goodbyes as well as him saying the same type words to me.<br /><br /><br /> I thought for a min as I walked back and turned to looked to see if he was in and he was gone. Seemed very fast for as slow as it took us and for as old as he seemed.<br />About half way back I said outloud as I walked lord please bring my baby kittie back to me. Not trying to use my good deed as leverage but the thought was in the back of my mind. I came back home slowly into the parking because of the ice. I made my way to the covered walkway by my apts with about five steps up to my door. Thinking I still must feed the critters the birds and squeills and others cats that live near. I was just going to take a short break.<br /><br />Heres the crazy part. I get to my door nothing and I see everything around because its all white and icey. I open my door to my apt. Step inside and go to shut the door and Baby Kittie runs in behind me from no where. I burst into tears and started praying and thanking the lord. She is home now my Christmas is complete. What a miracle. You cannnot understand how truely blessed I feel and how humbled I am by the power of our lord.SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-8997386571180323762008-03-11T10:33:00.000-07:002008-03-11T10:41:17.908-07:00Losing Your MindLosing your mind. To some this may seem scary thought. Truth be told, "losing your mind" is really very fun. Why? Because when losing your mind or going crazy as they say you dont know that you are losing your mind so to you it is actually fun. Only when find your mind does it appear as a bad thing. So in other words while being crazy you dont have time to think whether or not you are crazy. You just are what you are. Anyway was this just a crazy thought or me losing my mind?SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-6095202606121339182007-06-15T14:01:00.000-07:002007-06-15T14:03:19.779-07:00Cam<table><tr><td><embed src="http://player.stickam.com/stickamPlayer/174275509-1732648" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="480" scale="noscale" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></td></tr><tr align="center"><td><a href="http://www.stickam.com" target="_blank" ><font size="-1">Express Yourself LIVE</font></a></td></tr></table>SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-1155767740356055622006-08-16T15:29:00.000-07:002006-08-16T15:35:40.363-07:00This Really Cracks Me up<strong></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-001F.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-001F.2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Today we our getting our parking lot retarred so to speak.......<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-005F.4.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-005F.4.jpg" border="0" /></a> This was the veiw of the wonderful Man that did all the hard work....<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-002F.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-002F.2.jpg" border="0" /></a> What a sexy Blower he has in his hands.....Im cracking up as I write this....Maybe he is cracking us a smile.....I only wish at this time to have some Butt Crack Filler Putty...I would Spackle that Ass closed......Poop Out......Jerry <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-1155702297367882452006-08-15T21:23:00.000-07:002006-08-15T21:24:57.376-07:00LiLLy May?<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-003F.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-003F.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Above LiLLy May<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-005F.3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-005F.3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Below LiLLY May and Ernest S...... RIP <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-1155694109485227712006-08-15T19:08:00.000-07:002006-08-15T20:14:33.143-07:00Just Writing Tonite A story about My Kittie and so much moreHad a wonderful dinner with Tim......Swordfish&Tuna with rice with greens beans and Swiss chard w/home pickles......AnyWay Just to talk about the way he works.....My kitties name is Lilly May.....My mother named her when I got the kittie......Lilly May is my great Grandmother......Awhile back my mother was moving to a smaller space in a co op.....She was letting go of some of her possesons she did not have room for....I took and resqued some items she had thrown away in the dumsters......These where my childhood memories.....I also took some pictures some I had seen since I was younger some I had not ever that I recall.....Anyway My mothers maiden name is Fisher......I took a picture from my mother about 3 to four years ago.....It was a picture of a tombstone which bore the family name Fisher.....I tucked it away for a while and made alittle shrine on the wall simple with nails and pictures.....some of my Mothers....some of my Fathers and some of friends and some of Mothers and Fathers friends...... To the people whove past on before......So Tim and I where talking after dinner....I forget how we got on the topic.....I had never really looked at the name on that picture of the tombstone until tonite as I recall.....I said What if?...Then no in my head.....I arose from my seat and to my surprize....The Tombstone is that of two people......That of Lilly M Fisher 1869-1917 and Ernest S Fisher 1870-1935.....Im truley humbled to be set up all these years and have him plan this night to happen just as it did....Hello To you as well LiLLy May and Ernest S......My great Grand Parents can still say Hello after all these years......Who would have thought only Him the Man Upstairs would know how to relay such a Message of the love as long as this......They say Im crazy....Im Bi Polar......I say Hello Grandma LiLLy and Hi Grandpa Ernest......Love your Great Grandson Jerry Lee.....Ps Im sorry for spelling your name wrong Grandma Lilly I did not know till tonite it was spelled with 2 L'sSomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11628522.post-1155609603919703862006-08-14T19:32:00.000-07:002006-08-14T19:40:03.936-07:00Shit House Rock<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-005F.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-005F.2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-002F.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-002F.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/1024/MVC-004F.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5921/951/400/MVC-004F.2.jpg" border="0" /></a> JUst screwing around with the cam. Had to take Lily May my Kittie on the bed to the vet today. 3 shots she is whipped.....The another two pics are in the Shit House...Poop Poop E Doo.....Crappy Joke.....Shit It<span style="font-size:130%;">?...</span>I feel good went shopping with Mom today.....Veggies golor at the market......I m happy Lily will be getting better she is one of my Lights.......Heart and Soul......Jerry <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> SomethingJoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01454652230103239499noreply@blogger.com0