No Shirt, No Gingers, No Service…

The Chest that launched 1000 ships, yes mine… is no longer pristine, it will be scarred forevermore. A trait I share with hundreds of Latino gang members the world over.

The scar has healed nicely, but rough. Where once was the skin supple and pliant has now been rendered tight and hard. It’s almost like a burn. The length seems to have shortened, and FYI – generally, a man hearing that anything on his body has shortened is anathema. I’ll make an exception in this case….. It’s too bad really, because everyone knows I think better with my shirt off… hitting the office, first thing in the morning – shirt comes off, and I’m a virtual idea machine all the live long day.

I originally got the idea by watching Cops on TV, seemed to me – every single guy who got it in his head to go ahead and somehow cross the long arm of the law, did so gloriously with his shirt off, white fish belly flapping majestically as he ran hither and thither…..

Now that is some creative thinking. Shirt on equals, law-abiding citizen drone… Shirt off equals, free thinking, original individual….. so that’s when I started losing the shirt if I really needed to think outside the box – HOWEVER, you can go to far… I tried wandering around the neighbourhood in this get-up when I had some tough thinking to do…..

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Worst idea ever, oddly I still ended up attracting the police, so it kind of worked…… to be honest, it could have been the pumps, they were so painful but it was a good pain…. anyways, it ended the experiment right there and from then on, it was only the shirt that came off. Now I’ll have to see what happens to the whole routine with the new chest decoration and exactly what the impact will be, will the magic live or leave?

At the beginning of todays post, I started off with an allusion to the famous quote ‘the face that launched a 1000 ships’, of course – it refers to Helen of Troy, her unparalleled beauty sending 1000 ships afloat to rescue her and thus began the Trojan War. BUT amongst the quick searches I did for her, it showed this artists representation of Helen, historically – some people have confused her with Aphrodite, the goddess of love, beauty and sex……

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YEA, MAYBE SOME BLIND PEOPLE…. OMG – I’ll BET that face launched 1000 ships, but it wasn’t to get her back… Hopscotching Jesus, they were making a break for it…. even back then they knew the scourge of the Gingers… and where there be Gingers there be heartache and strife…. apparently, the whole bloody trojan war was fought to NOT get Helen of Troy back…. I’ll bet if you dig deep enough, you’ll find they even constructed the giant horse as some kind of vehicle so they could transport her without anyone having to look at her face….. probably even has something to do with the origins of medusa….

Scratch a world conflict since the dawn of time and I’ll show you a ginger blowing things all to hell….. I’ll bet right after the big bang, black holes were invented so there was some place to keep the evil, soulless, anti-matter that spawned the gingers…. even the strength of an epic singularity couldn’t contain the concentrated evil…. can anything?

Have a Great Day