Rick n Doc Emde

Hodown! Dancing, lady with the bird, at the Westward (2)

2011-10-30T10:37:00.001-07:00

Hodown! Dancing, lady with the bird, at the Westward (2)

2011-10-30T10:37:00.000-07:00

Geezers: 74 and not dead yet

2011-10-12T12:05:00.000-07:00

Celebrating Christmas to Death, and Beware of Turnip Ladies, Geezers

2010-12-29T09:14:00.001-08:00

I've been sparkled on!

2010-12-21T14:54:00.000-08:00

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I have no idea what I want to do until she tells me. She just told me to blog. In any event, if you have not seen the latest Christmas offering here it is, which by the way was disputed by You Tube, for what reason we don't know. I am very thankful I don't have to do Christmas again for another year. And after you look at this sparkling offering you will be well aware of why they disputed it. Only deranged people will wear black sparkling outfits at Christmas time. She kept asking me to shut up and sparkle. That's was all that was required of me. Tra la.

Another Christmas bites the dust

2010-12-16T13:11:00.000-08:00

Love comes in many colors. And if you live in the southwest when you bite the dust, you bite the dust. Well, Merry Christmas folks, because I am pretty sure that Santa and his Claus will not be coming around this year. No fireplace or chimney. Although in our apartment complex we have plenty of fat guys.

More Christmas Karaoke in spite of death threats

2010-12-14T11:01:00.000-08:00

Once more, dear friends and acquaintences, and those guys out there who keep giving me those death threats, my accomplice who used to be my secretary who has now worked her way up to serious death threats, I just want you all to know that regardless or irregardless those words mean the same thing..look it up, just like flammable and inflammable, my compatriot here thinks that I use words that are more than two syllables, and for that I will not apologize. Altough I will apologize for my risque behavior on some of the Christmas or Xmas karaoke jokey tour which will vindicate me since tonight is the big night where I shall rake my beard off. I do not say scrape, as I am getting uglier every day. I don't need any help. As my female companion would say, you look uglier than usual. Now the nice part about this is that she has no idea what the hell I am going to say next. I also have no idea what the hell she is going to write down. So it's kind of a fifty fifty flip. As much as I care about this blog, I am sorry, I care more about her computer abilities and to tell me what I said when I didn't really say it. She says I can't remember. She just added that on her own. See what I mean. I have one of the world's worst secretaries, companions, and singing partners. So I have to put up with all of it. Is the end in sight? She asked that. He has dozed off into a drunken stupor so I am going to have to finish this blog for him. Yes, I don't know how to get him off the floor. Shut up! He is getting carried away, reading my thoughts but he is close. Finis.

CW Xmas, gotta just love it!

2010-12-08T11:43:00.000-08:00

Well, it's happened again. My favorite elf forced me to sing or should I say try to figure out a melody of songs I have never heard. For you of faint heart I would advise you not to check out my karaoke You Tube. But, just in case I have piqued your interest and you love CW please forgive us for we know not what we do.
My elf hates me because she claims I filmed her thunders thighs on purpose. Right. She thinks nobody knows she has them, and she thinks she doesn't have them, but the camera does not lie. I hate my beard and I am going to shave it off tomorrow.
We happen to be watching the ZZ Top concert from Austin, Texas, and there is no way I am going to grow that long of beard without being paid a million dollars.
And for you fokes who have never been to Texas you don't know why the state motto is 'Dont mess with Texas!' I have been to Texas and I survived. Unfortunately my elf has only seen Texas from a grayhound bus, so she didn't get all messed up in Texas.

Karaoke: its hokey Xmas with my favorite elf

2010-12-08T11:33:00.000-08:00

Christmas beards look better on Santa Claus

2010-12-07T09:46:00.000-08:00

Once again, as has happened so many times in the past, my dear secretary has threatend to slap the crap out of me if I don't shape up. Since the beard I have been growing for Christmas is beginning to look so atrocious (check karaoke Xmas video)I can't stand myself. I feel like I am Gabby Hayes's grandson or a member of the ZZ Top group. Now I know there are people usually males that think a beard equates with masculinity, and I believe it does. The simple reason is if I meet a woman and she has a beard and she is not in a sideshow at the circus I am pretty sure I am in the wrong saloon. Now getting back to the main subject will I shape up or ship out? If you can stand it and I can stand it, there will be another Xmas karaoke video for my old geezers channel. After all I am the singer of the two of us. She can do bad karaoke better than I can. Her choice of songs matches my beard. Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer would never play on my channel. The name of the next Xmas song is Put the lights up on the trailer, honey, Grandma's froze on the swing outside. I just made that up.
And that is my thought for the day. I used to be brilliant. As you can see my candle has been burnt at both ends.

After much coercion, I am ready to take dictation

2010-12-06T09:13:00.000-08:00

I decided I wanted to blog but my secretary wouldn't cooperate. Over a period of time, I have supposedly been able to type messages that I have dictated unbeknownst to me and not read. I have been maligning my own character. If any of you old geezers network crowd have ever seen on You Tube what my secretary has done to me then you know defamation of character is a real term. As much as I love her, I don't try to control her, plus the fact that she is hard of hearing and will not go to the hearing clinic, plus I never read what she has written, there may be a lot of discrepancies in my dictation.
My secretary just told me that she been trying to help me out as much as she can. Of course the reason is, as she aptly put it, "you need all the help you can get!" And with that, dear reader, I bid you fond adieu for today, but beware of tomorrow.

St Louis man deserted by loco cow person

2010-11-21T11:06:00.000-08:00

St Louis man get rhinestoned, electrocuted, and cowboyed in Arizona

2010-11-21T10:39:00.000-08:00

Raymond singing at the Paisley Violin 2

2010-11-19T10:21:00.000-08:00

Depression: Is it dumb smart or smart dumb?

2010-11-03T08:44:00.000-07:00

A nanosecond of truth on the old Geezer network

2010-10-21T08:17:00.000-07:00

Last episode of Christine and Cousin Shirley's visit

2010-10-17T08:30:00.000-07:00

Christine and Shirley's visit (4)

2010-10-15T09:18:00.002-07:00

Christine and Shirley's Visit (3)

2010-10-10T11:45:00.000-07:00

Christine, my daughter's visit (2)

2010-10-10T11:44:00.000-07:00

Christine, my daughter, visits me after 20 years (1)

2010-09-30T09:02:00.000-07:00

Geezers! Is underwater sex really necessary?

2010-08-28T12:27:00.000-07:00

Heart struggling to survive

2010-08-23T09:08:00.000-07:00

Geezer Alert: female hotties hot to trot

2010-07-17T10:48:00.000-07:00

Geezers and you know who you are have to be aware when the weather gets extremely hot, it makes no difference where you live, female hotties will want to trot. Males on the other hand who have probably been working in the heat aren't usually that excited about hotting to trot. Correct me if I am wrong. So don't let the hot weather run your personal life.

Trying to make her look good

2010-07-02T08:39:00.000-07:00

I can't help it if Connie got me this cover on Esquire. She is probably jealous of that, too. Heh heh

I just stepped in from steppin' out on you: karaoke loser

2010-06-25T12:07:00.000-07:00

This is my blog, right? She has been blogging on me a lot. (I have not) I never read my blog. But I believe I have been blogged on big time.

I think Connie had something to do with me being a HOT issue this week. Unfortunately I am not hot too trot. I wish I was. All I have left are lies.

Karaoke strikes fear in real men (1-2)

2010-06-21T14:39:00.000-07:00

Is there life after karaoke?

2010-06-15T09:23:00.000-07:00

Folks, I want you to know, all two of you, that I no longer care nor do I even think about or even come close to sanity. I want to alert you that if you are over seventy and drink as much as I do, alcohol is not good for you. In the near future you will see why. While I was in a cosmic haze a certain woman who will remain nameless convinced me that I needed and she needed more karaoke in her life. Again alcohol is not good for your brain because I agreed to buy 100 more country classics, Milk Cow Blues among them she just had to have, and 100 Christmas songs!! She lost Grandma got run over by a reindeer and that is one of her favorites. She wants to start practicing for Christmas. So beware of all people who love karaoke out there, don't drink in front of them, or they will get you.
I also want you people who read this to look up the word bamboozle, it is in the dictionary. Again, beware it's coming... Video to follow I am making. In the meantime take a gander at this David Allen Coe song we filmed last Christmas I just keep trying to sing.

Old Geezer trying to justify his existence

2010-06-08T08:06:00.000-07:00

Old Geezers rebel: I did! 1-2

2010-05-28T11:59:00.000-07:00

The old geezer accused of racial profiling etc is now defunct

2010-05-22T15:22:00.000-07:00

Unbeknownst , I was accused of or allegations were made toward me that I was racial profiling when instead I was discriminating against those who consider themselves non geezers. Therefore I will not continue to be an old geezer. So geezers come in all ages, all sizes, all races, and ......you will know when someone says to you "Sheesh, you are acting like an old geezer!"

Surprise! My main squeeze is infallible

2010-05-10T14:20:00.000-07:00

Doc is wrecked by his own pessimism, is there any hope?

2010-03-15T15:32:00.000-07:00

Doc's hatchet is a bad omen, don't you think? Gerry continues to have hope. You can't change her. --Rick

Gerry does a hatchet job on Doc

2010-03-12T08:44:00.000-08:00

Doc's cryptic saying on his drawing of a hatchet in header photo is "No winner, no loser, no shiit!" What this means we don't know, but it is typical of the master--Rick

Doc's troubles with the old GF who wants to clean his bathroom

2010-02-01T12:13:00.000-08:00

What can you expect of an old geezer who spent 10 years on the street? I thought a drawing of one of his street friends would be appropriate here. -Rick

Surprised by a paintbush interview

2010-01-04T14:20:00.000-08:00

My Christmas green froggy shirt

2009-12-24T11:21:00.000-08:00

Karaoke kills Christmas

2009-12-21T10:29:00.000-08:00

Something thats completely different

2009-12-04T11:33:00.000-08:00

One year I was asked by that person to create a new Christmas Tree drawing for her Christmas party. I am not sure she liked the upside down tree but that is what she got-- Rick

The SP is packaged and sent on its way (end of play)

2009-11-29T12:33:00.000-08:00

Gerry agrees that this play sucs. I think she either left out some of this play or accidentally deleted it, accidentally or on purpose, but you won't miss it. Playwrights are a jealous group, so deal with it.

My Wild Child, the Shetland Pony play series (3-4)

2009-11-23T07:19:00.000-08:00

Gerry is very sorry she ever told Doc about her horsey background. She tells him she used to read Balzac in the chickencoop and always wanted to get away from that 2 horse town so she could find guys who read French novelists. He just tries to be cute instead of talking to her about literature. She goes down to his apartment hoping to get him to forget about that damned pony.

Doc's snifter is too keen to take his pony down to his apartment, but he reasons that Gerry's olfactory senses are lacking because she has put up with 2 smelly cats she got from the dead guy. He even insists he can smell the dead guy in the shoebox where Gerry keeps his ashes. Gerry listens to his nonsense down in his apartment as he freshens his drink, insisting he is not drunk even though he has had 17 vodka and orange juices that day.

Header photo comes from our friend Connie which I thought fit Doc's play better than anything I could come up with even if it does have Gerry's name on it. Just ignore. I suppose Doc had to give her some kind of kickback for being his secretary-- Rick

Not dictated and not read by Doc. My secretary went crazy again. --Doc

I am tired of listening to him dictate, after it took me 5 hours to embed his stuff yesterday. He has no appreciation. --Gerry

Shetland Pony play series begins (1 and 2) GF has a cow when I bring a shetland pony into her apartment!

2009-11-20T09:54:00.000-08:00

In number one I ask to rent a mustang at the airport and they give me a shetland pony which I ride to my GF's apartment in the Westward Ho. I take it up to the 9th floor where she lives and when she sees me with a shetland pony she has a cow.

I bring my GF roses but all she can think about is how I am breaking the rules with this little horse in her apartment. Women! They are so afraid. If we men did not show more guts, life would not be nearly so interesting. Agree?

Warning: "Shetland Pony", plays, and plops

2009-11-17T13:33:00.000-08:00

Gerry, the washerwoman, introduces my new play, "Shetland Pony" to be shown in a series the next few weeks. I suspect she made up her own lines and threw them in here, but my brilliant dialogue I take credit for as well as the extremely horsy plot.

P.S. At the start of the season it is time for my header drawing of the 3 wise men, homeless style. They are going to lunch at St. Vinnie's --Rick Enjoy!

"Doc challenges George Jones to a CW singin' contest"

2009-11-09T13:24:00.000-08:00

My partner named this video without me fully understanding what I was doing. So I'm leavin' town a few days. Hidin' out from George Jones. As I aint traditional!

My karaoke manager hates me

2009-11-04T09:24:00.000-08:00

I am still on the subject of karaoke so I will leave my header with me in a cowboy outfit on display--Rick. Or should I say Doc?

Karaoke? Is it lethal? Happy Halloween

2009-11-01T15:12:00.000-08:00

I am singing country western so I got to look the part!

A heart struggling to survive: my further attempts to cheer up my partner

2009-10-29T13:05:00.000-07:00

I painted "A heart struggling to survive" once when I believe I was worried about my heart. It's obvious it wasn't serious since I am still here.

By the way I will be accompanying her to the test and like many times in the past I will pay for her bus fare. I might rent a wheel barrow if she collapses.

Bukowski dead can still terrorize and Spiffy homeless guy with tie out of fly

2009-10-24T10:26:00.000-07:00

If you look closely you will see the tie hanging out of his fly on this homeless guy I drew. Look at the shoes! Oh the sights I used to see on the streets. I call this drawing "Ta Da!" --Rick

Zombies: does therapy really help?

2009-10-21T10:22:00.000-07:00

drawing is "OK, everybody keep an eye out! Look!" by Rick

Living and breathing playwrights can be a pain

2009-10-18T12:49:00.000-07:00

My header is "I feel we have a lot in common. Would you care to dance, my dear?" by Rick

Therapy to the dead: fact or fiction? Magnificent food fight

2009-10-14T12:39:00.000-07:00

Above header is my magnificent food fight--Rick

Bamboozling your therapist comes back to bite you

2009-10-02T11:57:00.000-07:00

P.S. The above is The Westward Ho Vortex I painted. My therapist named it.

My therapist has chronic fat syndrome

2009-09-22T14:00:00.000-07:00

P.S. This picture was painted by Rick when he used to walk on water.

Therapist has revealed derriere obsession

2009-09-20T09:06:00.000-07:00

My therapist spent an hour and a half trying to get a frame of the place that caused me to refer to her as a less than thin therapist. So I promised her that in my next video we will start with a shot of her derriere so she will not have to spend so much time looking for it in the middle of the video. I hope this is will be more convenient for her. Plus she was doing this on my computer.

I talk about header picture in my video. It is bi polar.

Thin therapists are hard to find

2009-09-17T13:12:00.000-07:00

Note picture of Schizophrenia

The second half of my video, folks, that you don't want to miss!

2009-09-14T10:58:00.000-07:00

Under duress and against my psychotherapists advice, I have been cajoled to start a blog

2009-09-12T10:16:00.001-07:00

My first name starts with an R, my nickname is Doc (since High School), and since my last name is Emde, it should be obvious why. I sign my art work Rick. Doc is the asshole.
I painted these bettas Siamese Fighting Fish male, among 4 or 5 hundred paintings, some of which are 6 by 10 feet. I left them in a storage unit when I fell on hard times, so if you find one it might be worth some money.
I am going to embed a video from my emdedoc youtube channel I made which was so good I chopped it in two which might further explain the quirks in my personality. (Dictated but not read)