I no i no. Where da hell ya been Terrry? Wat can I say I got no excuse. Ever sinc e my "new" datin life went south i been kinda bck in the dumps. Even with the weihtgt loss and that thing i did in the middle east that you all no what Im talkin about. Youd think that Id be feeln like i'm on top of the world ... but Im not.
All together Id say I lost a total of 80somethin pounds! Thats incredibel right? Cupple that with takin down one of the worst crimnals in our history and youd say Hey, Ol Terry Gristle is havin one helluva year! And Id haveta agreee with you. So whats my probelem then?
I guess its just that its hard to feel good about yourself whehn your a singel, 50somethin, burntout cop sleepin in a 1 room apartmen with a murphy bed thats seeen beetter days ... and better lays if you scorin my love life.
So whats new wit me? I been busy at work. thanks to the econnimy I gott a lotta punks to run down. And eva since I lost the weightt I been catchin em eleft and rihgt. Dam! Sorry about all the typos. I still cant spell worth crap and II still type with jus my index finger which has a huge blister thatnks to all the reports I beeen ritin. I tell ya, cleanin up the streets is good for ol NYC but its hell on ol T. Hey that rimes! Im a poet and I dinnt no it.
No wonder no dame wants to spen time iiwith me. Im a kleeshay. I'm unoriginall. Oh well. what are ya gonna do. Ya cant teacha an ol dog nwe tricks. Believ me I no because i hada n ol dog named trixie!
--Gristle out
PS... Im vowin to change thinsg ... again. Im resolvin to make 2012 the year of Terry Gristle. No more mopen. No more drinkin. No more boo hoo in. No more thinkin. Im gonna right more hear on this blog because like the departmetn head shrink and the guy who runs this blog s ays itll cleer your head Ter. Truth be told it really does.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
The Ickonomy
I see a lotta crap each day on the job. I see bums drinkin and pissin in the streets and kids stealin and vandalisin. I see mothesr and yellin at theire young ones and fathers who dont care nothing fbout there familys. I see a lotta shit. Its my job to keep things as safe as I can for everyone. The good and the bad. This economy is creatin more bad though. Crime is up in the city. Not all tipes but a lot.
I been workin my butt off since I got back from the mid east and every one I busts got some excuse. My daddy aint home n more (and so youve started smokin crack). I lost my job and I need to feed my family (yeah, thats why you stole that plazma screen tv). I got 5 mouths to feed (so its okay for you to smakc the hell out of em on line at Ctown). I hear em all. The reason I'm sayin this is becase I want people to realize that crime is 99% of a time a choice not an ultymatem. Theres a lotta good people out there who are suffren and they havent committed any crimws. History is filled with them. Eveyrone goes thorugh tuff times. Its people of qauality who hunker down and fight through em that matter. This economy is tough on people all over. Its no excuse to brake the law.
Im jabberin because I no some of these people. An I hear theyre not gettin hired cause they been outta "work" for a while. Guys with familys who do what they can to get by. Guys like Jimbo, the fella that runs this blog I writght on (obiviously not to well). He works on a coupla blogs and takes care of other peoples kids. How many guys uyou no do THAT? And he just tolld me hes now volunteerin at his lokel tv station. He also busts his butt to take care of his pregnint wife--makin her 2 breakfsast and lunch each morngin before she goes to work. An he even sweitched to decaf cofee with her. Even I coulndnt do THAT. I like my mud strong and black. Like my women! Actually I like my women in all colors--although I aint getting much of any women lately. Hey, its tough for a guy like me. I got more ex-wives than I got toes on my left foot (thank you very much honda lawn mower) and more kids that want nothin to do with me than I got kids who DO. Not many dames wanna get mixed up with a guy like me. A burnt out, 50 something cop whose seen it all and has the early stages of glaucaoma to prove it. Not that glaucomao is caused by seeing bad shit.
Anyway, what Im tryin to say is yeah the economy is bad. There are good people out there who need jobs. They shuooulnt be judged on their lack of employment. They may not be employed full time but Theyre out there doin good things still. An they dont disserve to be ignored.
--Gristle out
I been workin my butt off since I got back from the mid east and every one I busts got some excuse. My daddy aint home n more (and so youve started smokin crack). I lost my job and I need to feed my family (yeah, thats why you stole that plazma screen tv). I got 5 mouths to feed (so its okay for you to smakc the hell out of em on line at Ctown). I hear em all. The reason I'm sayin this is becase I want people to realize that crime is 99% of a time a choice not an ultymatem. Theres a lotta good people out there who are suffren and they havent committed any crimws. History is filled with them. Eveyrone goes thorugh tuff times. Its people of qauality who hunker down and fight through em that matter. This economy is tough on people all over. Its no excuse to brake the law.
Im jabberin because I no some of these people. An I hear theyre not gettin hired cause they been outta "work" for a while. Guys with familys who do what they can to get by. Guys like Jimbo, the fella that runs this blog I writght on (obiviously not to well). He works on a coupla blogs and takes care of other peoples kids. How many guys uyou no do THAT? And he just tolld me hes now volunteerin at his lokel tv station. He also busts his butt to take care of his pregnint wife--makin her 2 breakfsast and lunch each morngin before she goes to work. An he even sweitched to decaf cofee with her. Even I coulndnt do THAT. I like my mud strong and black. Like my women! Actually I like my women in all colors--although I aint getting much of any women lately. Hey, its tough for a guy like me. I got more ex-wives than I got toes on my left foot (thank you very much honda lawn mower) and more kids that want nothin to do with me than I got kids who DO. Not many dames wanna get mixed up with a guy like me. A burnt out, 50 something cop whose seen it all and has the early stages of glaucaoma to prove it. Not that glaucomao is caused by seeing bad shit.
Anyway, what Im tryin to say is yeah the economy is bad. There are good people out there who need jobs. They shuooulnt be judged on their lack of employment. They may not be employed full time but Theyre out there doin good things still. An they dont disserve to be ignored.
--Gristle out
Thursday, June 2, 2011
SEALed the Deal....
Its me again. Ol Terry Gristle. Im sure youv'e been wonderin what in hell happened to me. Well without tellin you strate out, lets just say I was real busy. Over seas. Yep. Ol T was called back into service. I was one a the SEALs back in thd day and in case you haddent herd, something big went down about a month agao. Well .... guess who was there to help make it happen? Yep. Wtihout saying it out right ... the one to the head mita been me.
As you may or may not no, Iwent on a diet last year. All in all I dropped 50 plus pounds. That's right, Terry G aint no schlub no more. I got back inta SEAL shape and they called me back. I took a long sabatacul from the precinct. I figured if I wanna make sure NYC is safe I gotta go stop the leak at the sauce. So to make a long story short, I ended up in the Afganistan and did what I was put on Gods green earth to do: protect my country.
Now Im not one to normally brag but after so many years a bein down on myslef, it feels pretty good to have somethin to crow about.
I came home durin Fleet Week last week and I'm returnin to my regular job. From GI Joe to Ser Pi Co. so look for more posts soon. I just spnet Memorial Day weekend withJohnnie. Boy was he a sight for sore eyes. He aint no dame, but he runs a close second when you aint seen a freindly face in months. I wish the same could be said for my family. Im gonna see them next week. My kids that is. It's tuff seein them all seein as they come from differenct wives. Maybe thingsll be better them nowin what Idid for God and country. For them.....
Terry out.
As you may or may not no, Iwent on a diet last year. All in all I dropped 50 plus pounds. That's right, Terry G aint no schlub no more. I got back inta SEAL shape and they called me back. I took a long sabatacul from the precinct. I figured if I wanna make sure NYC is safe I gotta go stop the leak at the sauce. So to make a long story short, I ended up in the Afganistan and did what I was put on Gods green earth to do: protect my country.
Now Im not one to normally brag but after so many years a bein down on myslef, it feels pretty good to have somethin to crow about.
I came home durin Fleet Week last week and I'm returnin to my regular job. From GI Joe to Ser Pi Co. so look for more posts soon. I just spnet Memorial Day weekend withJohnnie. Boy was he a sight for sore eyes. He aint no dame, but he runs a close second when you aint seen a freindly face in months. I wish the same could be said for my family. Im gonna see them next week. My kids that is. It's tuff seein them all seein as they come from differenct wives. Maybe thingsll be better them nowin what Idid for God and country. For them.....
Terry out.
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