I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
Neighborhood girls frequently raided my closets, much to their
mothers' chagrin. We were a glamorous lot! Sometimes we did shows
and photo shoots on the front lawn (and caused many car wrecks.)
"I can't tell you how many times I heard mothers screaming
at their kids across the street "Get in that house and change your clothes!!!
You look like a bunch a hookers!!!!"
No...they looked like me....Voo, the Diva. sigh
**Their moms preferred them to dress like this
but....you know...girls will be girls
and they all wanted to be me, apparently. 👼
Me in my 14 and one half minutes of fame
Various people who showed up on Saturday nights
The Saturn guy. nobody knew his name...
Bruce in disguise
anybody here remember Bruce?
Mr T as a child
Lenny and Chad
T-Wayne, the non-Jewish wannabe rapper
who could only rap in hillbilly and Hebrew
(so sad)
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Risky Rusty Rusky from Australia
my partner in poetic crime
and inventor of Ear Socks and other ridiculous fashions
that never caught on......
These two shall forever remain anonymous
Hey, those are My pajamas!!!!
The non famous painting of a famous painter
painting a semi famous infamous Voo who has since become
relatively famous in some infamous parts of the internet
and/ or other known and unknown parts of the galaxy.....
and asylum waiting rooms everywhere!!!
I had my Marilyn Monroe phase too.
For years, people would stop when I was outside and ask for Marilyn's
autograph till they realized that she was dead. But my house was
a real life haunted house so I just signed as "Marilyn Monroe's Ghost"
Women scorned but guys loved me....
I kept the neighbors entertained. Once I invited some people over for a barbecue/get together in my back yard. I got everything set up and went to take a shower and get dressed and when I came back outside to see if anyone had shown up yet......there were about 300 people out there!!!! Not one inch of the lawn was un- covered by people, blankets or lawn chairs!!!! I was stunned!!! I didn't even know half of them! That party is still talked about till this day!!! Even some local celebrities showed up! And some infamous YouTube stars that I will not mention at this time.......
Smitty, Bear, Kristoff and LeeNut
(That's my buddy Smitty with the rose in his hair)
completely insane guy...once set his own eyebrows
on fire just for a laugh....
Impromptu concert and runway modeling........ followed by the traditional eating of the pizza and daring Smitty to do something outrageous... (Not that he ever needed encouraging to do something outrageous) Usually all of his "Hey, Ya'll, watch this!" was followed by our "Oh, my God!!! Is he dead!!!?") He once went to a party with me with all his clothes on backwards......people were so confused all night.... (And it was darned hard to button up his collar and tie his tie down his back, let me tell you....!!!) Once he went to an event with me and Chris, my girlfriend and we had to stop for gas on the way. I had my fur coat in my car and he was in the other car with Chris. As we girls were pumping the gas for both cars, he put on my fur coat and a hat and pretended he was our "pimp" and was ordering us around and yelling that we were too slow and wasting time when we could be making him money!!! We were so embarrassed because it drew a crowd.... but we got our revenge later when we took him out in the woods and pistol whipped him, took all his money and put him out in the Red Light district which we thought was appropriate....... wearing one sock and shoe and no shirt and with
SUPER PIMP written on his chest in magic marker....
(not really) (maybe) (I ain't sayin') more on Smitty later........
Voo braids guy's hair into multicolored curly things.....
After too many Purple Passion drinks on the part of both parties...
they could never get them out and eventually they
had to be surgically removed......
Prince makes an unexpected surprise visit.....
He said Paisley Park had gotten much too
boring for him and he had heard about
Voo's Place and came to check it out....
He did four numbers and told me what they all meant in morse code
I helped him write his next album which has not been released yet so stay tuned....Oops! One number we co-wrote was called Voo Voo's Voo Oodle Doo He said it was pretty delirious and was going to have to tweak it down .........alas..!!!! It's somewhere in his vault... along with a picture of me wearing something..... purple..............(Or maybe he took it with him, who knows? May he R.I.P.)
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One Saturday night, I threw a surprise wedding
on my lawn. It was 32 degrees that night and 81
the next day.....The preacher (a friend of mine)
offered us a hundred dollars to call it off till
it got warmer.....we refused......It was a magical
night. (cost me $2000.00 to decorate the lawn plus
wedding cake, etc but it was worth it) (true story)
One night three adorable little elves showed up
and sang me carols till I was forced to turn the water
hoses on them and run them away. (They looked
suspiciously like me which was all the more upsetting)
Especially when I remembered that winter when my dad
got lost at the North Pole and didn't get back home till Spring)
Oh, now that makes sense!!!!! For their last number,
they did Papa Was a Rolling Stone....I thought that was
odd.........but now......hmmmmm I remember Mama
never celebrated Christmas after that with her
usual enthusiasm....
Joe Joe, one of my occasional Saturday night guests trying to hitch a ride to my house............(I told him he might
have better luck if he would just leave the axe at home
but he said it was given to him by his cousin Lizzie and that
he would not part with it) (But he cuts wood for my fireplace
for free so I don't complain much) (Except I no longer have a fireplace)
Joe Joe's favorite song....Let's Go Crazy
That shameful, it will go down in history night when we all got pickled on Purple Passion and decided to dye one another's hair and miscellaneous other parts of our anatomies.....PURPLE!!!!! I was 19, I had an afro....I loved Purple Rain by Prince so I thought.....why not??? It seemed like a perfectly logical thing to do at the time..........
Then there was the night we instituted a dress code for all the cats in my neighborhood............ The only feline that co-operated was this little guy named Billy........ Who was ganged up on later by the rebellious cats who could not be swayed by promises of Meow Mix and cat toys.... SO.........We just held them hostage and dressed them up like paper dolls and set them loose to explain why they came home wearing tutus and little tiaras.....It was hilarious!!! I LOVE CATS!!!!! But my slogan has always been: What's the use in having a cat if you can't torment it?? lol Fair is fair, cats love to torment us......
Omar who came to love his Mickey Mouse ears.....
poor Chloe......she hated my guts.......
And here's Baby.....in her knee socks and Strawberry Shortcake bonnet.....
yes, it's true, I had a Groucho fetish.......sigh
and Homer...who hated wearing dresses, pajamas, shoes, and also the name Homer.....
LeeNut goes full blown Groucho Marx one Saturday night. My house was always full of kids, friends, relatives and people I didn't even know.......it was the place to be. I miss those days.
(me sitting on porch of my former house)
The house is gone now. All that remains
are the front steps that lead to...Nowhere!
(And the cemetery, of course) Lots of memories, pets
and former lovers there, alas! sigh I mean...not!)
You don't even want to know........... and I don't want to tell you EVER!!!............lol
Baby Two Hats
(yes, we even dressed up the children!!!!
omg, the poor children!!!!)
Baby Two Hats (Little Laughing Pony) the little Indian boy who has now gone to the other side and become a cowboy........ 😄😄
Jethro the Cat who Sat....... like a person and supervised our parties from under the safety of a table.
