I want to introduce you to one of the first bloggers who followed me and I followed him. It was like a dog chasing its tail. Along with The Queen, Coffeypot has been around Blogland for quite some time. Early on, I realized he was a bang-a crack up! Give a round of applause, not the clap, for Coffeypot, a royal hoot!
Thank you, Momma Fargo (MF for sort). I am in shock and amazed that you offered me this opportunity to really show my ignorance. After all, guest posts are usually done by people with hundreds of followers and who post interesting stories, photos and other shit. I used to do that, but now I post something once or twice a month.
Anyways, thank you and I hope you don’t regret it.
I am called Coffeypot on the blog, but my name is John Coffey (not the Green Mile J.C. either). I have a blog called Coffeypot at http://johnjudyc.blogspot.com/
I used to blog a lot, but not so much anymore.
I spend more time on Facebook now days.
But stop by and see if I have posted something. Or not! It’s up to you.
Life after 40!!??!!
Umm! For me it was great.
I was between my starter wife and my forever wife and enjoyed 13 years of being single. Dated a lot, traveled a lot, went on vacations by myself so I could meet new and interesting ladies, watched whatever television program I wanted to without a hassle, and basically enjoyed being single.
I went into the service at 17, right out of high school; married my starter wife when I got out of the service; and actually never had any alone time until my divorce.
So I made up for lost time.
During that time I went back to college, got my degree and then an MBA. I became officially smart. It says so on paper.
I went from a Georgia Hillbilly to a Georgia Hillwilliam.
Smart, I tell ya.
So, for me, life after 40 was pretty good. That was two plus decades ago. I am now pushing 70 years old and am not quite the same man. I am now known as a dirty old man.
And after years of having to ‘do and say the right thing’ as a manager, boss, office meanie, I can now say whatever the fuck I want to and all this PC shit can kiss my ass.
I am forgiven for most of it because I am old and senile and most think I suffer from TurretsFUCK.
Anyways, it was the mid-fifties that things started to go wrong… glasses, having to listen to the TV with the volume up a little more than before.
Then in the 60’s, heart attack, diabetes (Type 2), high blood pressure and the lower back going away. But I can’t really complain. Compared to some of my high school friends, I am still alive. I can still walk upright and with some speed. I feel good most of the time. And I am not suffering from most of the ailments men my age suffer from.
Why, I still have sex three or four times a week.
And about once a month or so, Judy even joins in.
So, for all you people turning 40, I’ll trade places with you.
That’s about it for now. Y’all take care now, ya hear.
Thanks, Coffey! You are awesome! Go join him on his blog for some sarcastic humor and interesting posts. He likes to laugh and he is very into current events. Ride along if you dare! On a side note, he has a heart of gold and has been very good to me as a sounding board! I hardly believe he is almost 70 because he has truly clung to love of life! LYLT, John!