Three of Rock ‘n Roll’s baddest boys play Rock Star Jeopardy…. Hilarious!!!
Check out this hilarious parody of Jeopardy – Keith Richards, Ozzy Osbourne and Marilyn Manson compete in, “Rock Star Jeopardy”
Main Ingredient – click After all the years I’ve been working on changing the way I behave in a sober world, I’m still amazed at how often I awkwardly manage my life. The Main Ingredient, with Cuba Gooding Jr.’s father as lead singer, sang it: “Everybody Plays the Fool, sometime.” When I played that song on the radio, my comment was, “Yeah, but I just wish my turn wouldn’t come up so often.”
Even though I laugh about it, it’s an ongoing feature of my personality. Now I come from a long line of drunken odd balls so you’d think I’d have a leg up on strange behavior, but I don’t. Sometimes I have to ask my wife, what it was I did or said that made the situation worse. Regularly it’s the expression on my face that trumps what’s coming out of my mouth. Inside, I’m not really all that upset. Which leads me to believe I don’t communicate as well as I should. It’s time to Think, Think, Think..!
I began drinking when I was a boy, so my brain didn’t mature like most humans’. It’s not an excuse as much as it is a caution sign for me to watch-it when I’m entering the intersection of pissed and justifiable Anger. There ain’t no such thing for an alcoholic and it is here that I need to take a deep breath and remember to Take it Easy. So now you have examples of how two of our sayings, plastered on the walls of AA, came about. At least for me anyway.
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It was on Ohio Street in Santa Monica, California and was downright scary. As I pulled up to the clubhouse, I was thrown off by the amount of people hanging around outside before the meeting, laughing and looking very happy. No panhandling or guys with slobber in their beards. No red eyes looking like a roadmap of Puerto Rico.
I didn’t know what to expect, but whatever notion I had preconceived, included a few winos, sitting on the ground, backs against the building, drinking out of a paper bags, and babbling on incoherently. No, the people I saw were folks just like me, except they were sober.
That first impression and the genuinely warm reception, with the exception of a few Hardliners telling me to, “Take the cotton out of your ears and put it in your mouth,” is what made me keep coming back. I felt hope for the first time in my entire life. “If they can do it, so can I,” I remember saying to myself.
Hoot’s First AA Meeting Part 2