What has V.O.G. Done For me Lately


    My bar travels have been rocky to say the least.  I’m a hermit by trade.  Yet even I get sick and tired of the same 4 walls everyday.  So I try an change my ways, and go out.  The one thing missing from this bar was Karaoke. Aside from Wrestling and anything related to Superman,  Karaoke “are a few of my Favourite things”.   It happens, “my bar” gets karaoke,  well I hitch up my saddle and a way  I go.   Showing off my chops for the regulars,   was a lot fun, but this was only the beginning.  One of the lovely ladies that was at Karaoke that night invited me to another bar where they perform…..Since her friend was the host I accepted Forthwith.  And down the road I went.   For reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture,  I walked away.

    Such was the case another bar I had come to envelop, to call my own, But due to my Low Self Esteem, I felt I had been Humiliated….Again.  Well maybe in a Few months.  I’d venture forth once more,  to find another bar.  Rinse.   Repeat.

    Inbox(1).  It was the Lamp Lover, Cletus the Karaoke King , himself.  The Magician of the Mic.  Wrote me a letter, wondering where I’d been.  And in no uncertain terms, let it be known, it was not I who should be humiliated but those who….It Doesn’t Matter.  “we got a new spot, we would Love to have you out”.  What could I say but yes.   I was welcomed back with open Arms.  The Danger Man had a New mission.  To feed the DIVA.

    Only one problem. There was no Diva to be found.  Yet.  The Only way to truly make an entrance, is to be surrounded by those you love, and who love you back.  And Slowly but Surely(don’t call me Shirley)  My  entrances became bigger and bigger.  More and more Love was Bestowed  upon me, as I Besmirched those who didn’t want nor deserve mine. Somewhere in the middle of all this I fell in love with…me.  I had somehow found all the Self Worth I lost so long ago.  Soon Women , girls, and a few Angels,  started noticing not my 6-pack but my Radiance,  offering duets, and to be Dance partners. Flabbergasted was I.  I was on top of the World…………BUT…..
    I’d been Humiliated again.  Time to Move on…..I’d overstayed my welcome……NOT THIS TIME…….V.O.G. has Created a Diva. No, no, no, no,  The DIVA was Inside Me all along.  All I needed was the Voices Of God, to awaken Him.  Each and Every Singer, Host, Fan, Judge, and Waitress.  I’m not Leaving, For I have found my Home…..The Isle of Misfit Toys.
                     
                                                     Darryl Diva
                                                                                                                   

                                                                                                                            

Does anyone Listen

         The poet sits alone on stage, a mic, and a spotlight.   Tells an arousing, morally salacious tale, meant only in jest.  later a woman walks up and says that poem was deep.  Does anyone Listen?

    The poet Tells of a Lost love.  About the one that was equal, in passion,  intellect, and thoughtfulness, When Suddenly without warning the wind carried her away.  The Crowd Laughed.  Does anyone Listen?

    Dismayed, Depleted, Depressed, Defeated.  Walking Home Alone,  Wishing it would rain,  an Idea popped into the Poets head.  and his Home Surrounded him,  a pen, a paper.  He starts painting In Fonts, Satisfied with the result,  The last two lines are Read aloud.



    The Poets speaks, Doesn’t anyone Listen? They Pay attention, does it matter?

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Here is Jack Larson, Jimmy Olsen. Well The Jimmy Olsen that Hung out with George Reeves. Mr' Larson is royalty in Superman Fandom. So whats he Doing here, A Cameo, Doing a scene with Sam Huntington, The Jimmy Olsen, in Brandon Routh's Universe. I watched this Movie Several Times, and It only just Occurred to me that there is a Bigger Cameo at Work here. That's Right, Larson is Portraying a Bartender Can You Guess the barkeep's name. Bibbo. That's right jack Larson Playing Bibbo, a cameo in a Cameo. but really I just wanted to Explain Why I had that Pic. Which I got from http://www.supermanhomepage.com in Case you wanted to know.

What I wanted to talk about today was more the aspect of who Bibbo is, and Who I am. I believe Bibbo Could have his own Movie. Superman only Has to be Mentioned in it. and maybe seen Whooshing by. Because Bibbo's story is a Human Interest Piece, Brought up up in Suicide Slums. was a trained Boxer in his Early days, went on to being a Longshoreman, spending his Evenings at the Ace of Clubs, a popular hole-in-the-wall in the area around the docks. to one day Owning that Establishment. Now over the years he had made friends with Superman. So Nov. 12 1992, crushed him to the Bone. Superman Died. Using Everything he had, to stop the unstopable, Supes gave every ounce of his Being to Kill this Monster known as Doomsday. But what he really did was rip the hearts out of everyone on the planet. and Bibbo notwithstanding was also crushed Holding a unofficial Wake at His Bar. bought a round for everyone of his patrons.

Reign of the Supermen. A Boy, A Man of Steel, A Cyborg, and An Eradicator. 4 Supermen each Slowly, draining the Legacy of Superman. Well Bo Bibbowski had had enough. Throwing on a some Old sweats from his boxing Training Days and a Superman Sweatshirt, He wanted to make sure no one forgot who "Sooperman" was. it was on his first Night patrol that He saw someone throwing a bag of Puppies in to the River. without a Seconds Hesitation, Bibbo Ran and jumped into the near freezing cold mid-nov waters. swam after the bag and brought it up to the surface. on shore the bag ripped open all the puppies were dead.....He Couldn't even save some puppies, he thought. Just then one of them moved, let out a weak yelp, and Bibbo's tears of inner turmoil, suddenly became tears of joy. as he grabbed the puppy and and held it near to keep it warm. This story and this story alone is Why I appreciate Bibbo, Why I admire him....it takes a man to save someones Life. But it takes a "Sooperman" to save that of a Puppy.