Tossing Salt Presents:
Hospital Chronicles: Part 3
Joss Whedon, Schools, Music Stuff & More
April 9, 2021
Still alive and still going strong. I recently spent a week in the hospital and I’m still playing catch-u and trying to get back into the swing of things. While laid up and dealing with temperamental nurses and my own anxiety and depression, I had plenty of time to take notes. No computer access except my phone so when an idea would pop into my head or I’d see something on the limited television options that the hospital offered, I’d write it down to write about at a future date. And that time is now. It may be all over the place and get pretty random at times, but this is a great insight as to what really goes on inside the mind of a stressed-out Dougie. So here we are at Part 3. Are you ready to do this? Let’s go.
This first page is full of lots of little quotes and melodramatic thoughts that kept going through my mind as I lay there at night in that hospital bed, unable to get up, walk around, or do much of anything except for sleep and think. Some require context and if you really want to know, just ask, but I’m not getting into all of that right now. I’ll just repeat what I wrote down and then move on.
“I’ve become a Woody!”
“No blues, no depression, no more panic or obsession – no tricks, that was yesterday, I’ve changed my style and the way I’ve played.” – Okay, this one does require some context. It’s song lyrics from the Alice Cooper duet with the great Betty Wright. It’s one of my favorite songs of all time and one I can relate to in many ways. Go look it up. It’s Alice at his best and Betty Wright? That woman can freakin’ sing. Now back to my other stuff.
No more work? No more driving? No more freedom? No more life? No more walking? My future.
Kill me please. SOS. Hell to the ‘Naw!
Here’s a note to check with someone here in the hospital about disability. I did and now I need to follow up.
“Boots”. This is an internal replay that I’m thinking about working into some lyrics answering the question asked by the great George Jones about “Who’s gonna fill their shoes?”. And my response? Shooter Jennings, Struggle, Jamey Johnson, Big & Rich, Travis Tritt, Hank Jr., Kid Rock, Bucky Covington, and Gretchen Wilson. This is a work in progress.
Here’s a note to do a side-by-side comparison of “The Song That Didn’t Rhyme” by Alice Cooper and “As The Billy World Turns” by Waylon Jennings.
Another note to myself to try and find Sparky a new home. He was my brother’s dog and he’s a great pup, but I’m not a dog person and the attention he demands and requires, I can’t do it. He drives me crazy and I sometimes truly just don’t like him. It’s not his fault and I feel bad. As I said, he’s a good dog and my brother loved him very much. But I’m not Steve and I don’t have the patience. This is a work in progress and I would never hurt the dog or mistreat him, but this man-dog relationship just isn’t working.
And now I have more notes about a project that I hold near and dear to my heart, my serial-killer musical. But this is slightly different in that it’s an outline for a fan-fiction story. I need to find my focus and get to work on this idea. Just imagine it. A Broadway event starring Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, Jack the Ripper, The Reverend Jim Jones, and so many other legendary masters of murder and mayhem, singing and dancing and celebrating their legacies. This will happen and it will be epic. Believe that.
And now we have something about Justin Beiber and the criticism he’s getting for using quotes from Martin Luther King Jr. as part of his songs. What is it called? Racial appropriation. How about people just getting all butt-hurt over something that doesn’t matter and isn’t worth getting upset or even thinking about. I guess it’s because Beiber is a white boy that it’s not allowed and considered disrespectful. If it was a black performer or one of the “woke left” jokes that pretend to be relevant, it would be a totally different story, and no one would say a word or give a damn. I don’t even know if Beiber is one of the lefty idols or not, but I do know he’s done a lot of stupid things, is a prick in many ways, and looks good naked. And using excerpts from speeches from famous people. Who the hell cares? I don’t.
It looks as if the expected revival of Buffy the Vampire Slayer may not happen and the reasons are stupid. Ever since Joss Whedon pissed off that guy in the Justice League movie, he’s now considered a bad person and hard to work with and all of that and it seems that every person that ever worked with him has now “woken up” and Whedon is now Satan personified. It’s odd how no one had any problems with Joss when they were doing shows like Buffy and Angel, both of which were pretty much 1000% Whedon ideas, creations, and made these ingrates all into stars and made them money. But now, it all comes out that Joss was mean sometimes and unprofessional. So damn stupid. He wasn’t always an angel and maybe hurt some feelings and now, twenty years later, people are butt-hurt. Charisma Carpenter, Sarah Michelle Gellar, etc, wouldn’t have had a career without Whedon, and now they throw him under the bus so damn fast to appease the cry-babies and butt-hurt ass-wipes. And I’ve gotten a bit off-topic, but the thing is the new Buffy probably won’t happen if Whedon is associated with the show, but he wrote the original show, created the show and characters, and is the reason that there was ever even a Buffy, to begin with. That’s how stupid this world has become. If Joss isn’t involved with the show, it isn’t Buffy, and fuck everyone who says anything different. And that’s all I have to say about that.
Does drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon beer automatically turn a person into white trash? My dad used to drink it sometimes back in the late ’70s. I guess that explains a lot, doesn’t it?
Forget about Critical Race Theory and rewritten history. Schools need to teach basics like how to balance a checkbook, changing the oil in a car, basic math skills without a calculator or computer, writing cursive and basic reading skills, basic kitchen skills, aka how to cook without a microwave, etc. What the hell has happened to our school systems and what the hell has happened to common sense?
Don Rickles is arguably one of the best comics of all time, period. If he was to perform today, so many heads would explode. Too many people have a big stick up their ass and have no common sense or sense of humor. They’re too busy being offended to know how to laugh or relax or have a good time. People are stupid and humorless and need to get a freakin’ clue.
Journalism is dead. Unbiased news and just the facts, that’s dead too. Now it’s just spin and making the story fit the narrative that the so-called journalist has been told to get across and spread. Honesty and truth be damned. Yeah, we’re fucked.
And I guess that’s the end of this for now. I still have a couple of pages left so there will be a part4 and maybe even a part 5 coming up. Who knows? My thanks for reading. Any comments, thoughts, or questions about anything I’ve spoken of here or anything at all for that matter, feel free and drop me a line. And now, it’s time to go do some wrestling stuff. Maybe a Q&A? Maybe a prediction column for Wrestlemania 37. Just keep your eyes open and watch for it, whatever it may be. Take care of yourself and stay safe. I’ll see you on the flip side.