Stairway to Oblivion
Alzheimer’s is a wonderful disease for older people whose lives have basically ended anyway. It is a medical condition that destroys our memory. It sends, hurtling into oblivion, all of the memories of our past relationships, jobs, kids and bad decisions. Couples who live together for many years and now share this corrosive and invasive disease are like humans in a drug haze - yesterday is gone and today is all that is left, and that too shall dissipate very quickly.
I love the idea of getting Alzheimer’s because I’ll be able to finally forget my company going bankrupt. I’d forget the betrayals at the hands of all the sycophants in my life. To me Alzheimer’s is like taking an eraser from the blackboard of my mind. Today, I think about the quasi-criminals like Bill Lustig who robbed Midnight Blue, Rose who took two of my condos, and my fifth wife Christine who was dumb enough to let the movers steal all of my prized possessions. I would love to forget it all.
Alzheimer’s would be like the broom that sweeps my dust-bunny-like-consciousness under the rug. I long for it they way I long for a thin, shapely, topless dancer. But with my luck - I will probably get neither. If Alzheimer’s does not attack me soon I will have to opt for this stairway to oblivion via an elective frontal lobotomy.
I love the idea of getting Alzheimer’s because I’ll be able to finally forget my company going bankrupt. I’d forget the betrayals at the hands of all the sycophants in my life. To me Alzheimer’s is like taking an eraser from the blackboard of my mind. Today, I think about the quasi-criminals like Bill Lustig who robbed Midnight Blue, Rose who took two of my condos, and my fifth wife Christine who was dumb enough to let the movers steal all of my prized possessions. I would love to forget it all.
Alzheimer’s would be like the broom that sweeps my dust-bunny-like-consciousness under the rug. I long for it they way I long for a thin, shapely, topless dancer. But with my luck - I will probably get neither. If Alzheimer’s does not attack me soon I will have to opt for this stairway to oblivion via an elective frontal lobotomy.
posted by Al Goldstein @ 7:07 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
It seems that many of the bound volumes of SCREW magazine have disappeared when your company was experiencing its problems a few years ago, and the company that is trying to resurrect SCREW for a second time is trying to hunt them down. I wonder if Bill Lustig will release any more MIDNIGHT BLUE DVDs in the event that SCREW resumes publication in the near future? I doubt that he'll come out with a DVD that's devoted to your editorials since they're so provocative. He's the kind of guy who prefers watching the Hammer horror movies for titillation purposes.
damn it Al! how could you let the midnight blue master tapes slip away from your fingers... geez
I fucking curse that dick Bill Lustig!!!
Al, Oldtimers disease not only helps you forget the past. It also help you veg out and escape the present what with Hee Haw Hitler, the oil war, new global disorder and so on...
Al, I hope you get Alzheimers and Lou Gehrig's disease at the same time; so your mind and body both go; and everyone else will have to take care of you. You can shit in your diaper and won't know you did it; they can feed you that shit to eat; and you won't know what you're eating. It should be fun and something to look forward to. Love, Moose
Al,
I think my cock has Alzheimer's.
I'll be fucking some bitch up the ass and it will start going soft unless I start thinking of men. I have to picture a hairy man's ass instead of whatever female ass I'm fucking to stay hard.
Mitch Haase
hey al, do your balls hang lower today than they did 50 years ago?
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