BIO LIE-0

RANDII (randy, non-professionallistick-like) Meers......
I AM...and always have in THIS life,,,,been a pro musicin.(HEY...it USED to get me laid AND paid!!)LOL...and recently such a statement brings tears to my eyes...ahhhh the days when(which I'm still available for ANY type of RE-ENASCTMENT, in mind(s))

I've played, in more bands, than groupies ever slept with....(settle down???
...not if you KNEW!..tee hee ho ho!)

I also dabble extensively, in painting Huge pieces laced w/ hidden messages.....black-light revealed sexual innuendos...cryptic messages, of an after life I know of first hand (don't worry...all good!)

AND the writing of.... adult-orientated satire.(definitely non-fiction....because I have no need to make this shit up'...Cause it REALLY happened to me ALL THE TIMER!!

writing, original music and artwork....are best compared to BBQ-sauce,,,(if YOU
made it...then OF COURSE it's your favorite!!!and YOU think it's all that....RIGHT)

Herein lies my reason for learning why I need to spell B L O G S P A C E !
(because I only just now ...find a use for it., AM I actually interesting..in a print-format???
YOU SEE, BOTH ME AND GOD ...FIND ME vastly AMUSEING......
He's kind of like the uncle, that never gets tired, of the 'pull
my finger' JOKE. ....always hiding my keys...stuff like that.
Right??? Right???!!?? He does that to everybody else too right??!! oh, I see.

someone asked me once if GOD actually spoke to me....so
THERE I WAS....NOW OBLIGED TO ANSWER........
YES,,,YES HE DOES....

"what's he SOUND like....YOU???"...guys bein a smartass @ this point......

SO I TOLD HIM GOD SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE THE VOICE AT THE

JACK IN THE BOX....REPEATING YOUR ORDER, THRU A BLOWN SPEAKER..

............see, that's why God thinks I'm funny....so now if HE and I are the only ones....then this blogger do-hikkey...should tell the tale back to me in the form of anonymous harshly blunt truths!!!!! love ya'll Ran

Friends

.................baby I love my friends
.................you know they let me in
.................Tell them all once again-how i love MY FRIIIII-ENDS...."

That's from a Hooker song ( one of my Best Bands....new album soon {plug-plug} )
Lyrics by the incomparable David "Howlin' Howland...

Sometimes, it feels like there are not many things that mean a whole hell of alot ....ya know. (unless your a blatant sentimental ol' dodger like me and WAY to many things...really pluck the pluck out of the ol' heart strings....Ex: I personally CANNOT sing the National Anthem, w/out tearin up....and NEVER make it thru the first verse*****time to hit the snack bar @ the Ball game, and save 'MAN-FACE", in front of my bros. (LOL...and we may have to squabble.!! yuk yuk!)


But ther ya go....FRIENDS are Damn hard to come by. Real ones. Where that thing works both ways......Not ONE damn thing I wouldn't do for that person...not a THING.
And visa versa. How many of those? I can name 'em.

Used to be on one hand. BUT..FACEBOOK. )I am a non employee w/ no musician type endorsements or any of that such.....but MAN I haven't been so happy to have
SOME...T H I N G...do a thing like find all my real friends for me.

So, I guess I can Bitch a little quieter about computers, these days...
AND IF the TERMINATOR shit comes true....at least I WILL have all my REAL friends watchin my back, to start a battalion with !!!!!!!!!!! Love you guys Ran

Randi Meers Bio

Strangely enough....I seem to have no trouble speaking of myself, in third person.

...And somehow writing my OWN PROMO appeals to me. (if only life all worked that way
....putting your own 'spin'...on what could be known as E-historical documents....
or ...'criminal f-up records....yes?)

more later...time for my 'fitness Quest" O the day....