God Bless Robert Martinez

"You don't lay me, you don't pay me, get the fuck out of my way."

Wise words spoken by Mr Bobbo Martinez of Los Angeles, CA. God, Bobbo was a character. A hispanic who wore spandex. Hispandex.

Hispandex Bobbo was so right.

Sometimes I forget Wise Bobbo's words. I let people get inside my head and fuck with it. People who aren't paying me, aren't laying me, and really should get the fuck out of my way.

But those are the people who refuse to budge. They stand there, in your face, and flail around and make a lot of damn noise.

The trick is to not listen. To recite Bobbo's words and not let them get to you.

OH my gosh, that's hard to do. Hard, hard, hard.

Over the past few days, I've learned that perhaps, perhaps, it's time to be a bit more like Bobbo. Minus the spanex. And the internet sighs in relief.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Now get the fuck out of my way so I can go do it.