“Life is a bucket of shit with a barbed wire handle.”
– Jim Thompson, Texas By The Tail
“Life is a bucket of shit with a barbed wire handle.”
– Jim Thompson, Texas By The Tail
In 1970, I got my hand stuck in a chair and couldn't figure out how to pull it out. Instead of helping me, my parents took a picture and captioned it, “Jonnie the clever child." wtf.
Pyramid of Force. |
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Easter, 1992. |
Once, in Panda Express, while I was enjoying a meal
brimming with flavor, I noticed a teenage couple sitting nearby. One of them
had laid their wallet on their food tray and apparently forgot about it because
when they left and proceeded to tidy up their table, the wallet was dumped into
the trash along with the rest of their meal debris. The pair then exited the
restaurant.
My friend exclaimed, “Hey! He just threw his wallet in the
trash!”
Soon after, the teenage duo raced back into the restaurant, panic etched across their faces. The boy, in a moment of brilliant deduction, glanced at the trash can but decided he wasn't the wallet-in-the-trash kind of guy.
Looking back, maybe I should have told them their wallet was in the trash, but, in the moment, I let fate take its course.
The moral of the story? Life's got a twisted sense of humor,
and sometimes, wallets just need a little adventure in the trash can.
Referring back to my earlier post, My Experience Falling Through a Bathroom Ceiling, I’ve always wished someone had taken a photo of the moment. Thanks to the magic of A.I., I’ve now created a rough approximation of what it might have looked like to see me crashing through the ceiling of a high school restroom.
1.) First try - I look like Gary Neuman, but thought this image suffered from the lack of falling ceiling debris. It also missed the detail that I was wearing a suit jacket.
"A tall bearded hillbilly...claims the dollar bill changer only gave him 75 cents back for his dollar. His initial comment was, 'Hey!...It only gave me 75 cents!! But, hey!...That's all I need!' After he finished his snack though, he started beating on the change machine and yelling for somebody to 'Call the fuckin' cops'.
He tried to write on the wall that the machine owed him money, but his pen was dry; so he hurled it against a nearby table and sat down with his face in his hands. Soon, he started to demand that somebody, 'Call the fuckin' cops'!!"
"He says, 'If I robbed a liquor store, they'd call the cops on me; but this machine can rip me off a quarter and the cops don't even care.'"
"Now he's swaying a lot. He can barely hold his head up straight. He's saying, 'Fuck America' and 'God Damn America' over and over and over again. Now he just added, 'God Bless Alaska'!! He'll be asleep soon."
"Oh! He got a second wind. He's raving (to nobody in particular, just in case anybody's listening) - 'I live like an animal!...I'm a savage!!...If you don't believe me, if you think I'm full of shit, just live with me for a year - I'll show you how an animal lives'!!! ... 'I've been sleeping by railroad tracks and under trucks for years, usually with no heat"! [Jonnie comments: "ha ha, "usually"?] 'We're living in the end times...and when the cities fall, I'll be thriving'!!"
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Packing Crew, Nautilus Marine; Valdez AK, 1991. |