I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

Anyone that knows me will tell you that I was born with a quadruple dose of sarcasm. Now when you are given a gift such as this, it cannot be changed unless of course a frontal labotome is preformed at a very young age and my parents decided to just lock me out of the house instead of paying for that surgical procediure. Once I was locked out, I was able to roam freely amongst like minded people who only encouraged me and  made my sarcasm disabilty blossom as I became a woman. Those people were called "Bikers & Musicians" and sometimes there are seen out in public during the day. You may recognize them as long haired leather trodden tattooed people usually with a cigarette in one hand and a guitar or parts of a Harley in the other. These were my people when I was young and when I see any now I am still drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Especially the musicans. I'd say most of my friends are still musicians even though they may be hiding it a tad bit with a day job to support a family and grandkids these days. And do I miss it? Being on stage? Oh yes I do. When I go watch my old friends preform I tend to pout a little at first want to be up there and take the singer's mic away. And God Forbid if a woman is singing that night because she will get the worst review out of me whether she was decent or couldn't carry a note at all. Jealousy is not pretty. I hate that my voice is messed up because of a hernia on my diaphragm but... I have a new Dr saying that he can fix it and I just might let him if he can do it when he takes out my gallbladder. I want a two  for one surgery this go round considering I will be having three surgeries in the next couple of months and I'm not looking forward to any of them. So...I might make it back on stage one day soon. BEWARE!!

Back to the sarcasm, where was I going with that any ways? Hmmmm. I use it as a tool to lighten up moods and to make people laugh. I can't help it if bizarre things pop into my head can I? They must be released immediately or it just becomes such a mess in there & I am not ready to clean that crap up! Oh here we go for another trip... Bikers are very accepting people. They took me for who I am and never tried to change me. They laugh at my jokes and tell me which ones are in bad taste. And boy do they have to taste bad to be spit out by those guys! I appreciate the honesty. Never did I get that from home when I was young, just a bunch of yelling or being used as a punching bag. So you can imagine I was there as little as possible.
I've sang with some amazing musicains over the years. Some were famous and others should have been but wanted to keep it small for whatever reason. I'm not going to drop names because I'm barefoot and some are really big and it would hurt! Let's just say I have been blessed to have come across the stage lights with some amazing people.
Crap, now I've lost my train of thought and it's 5:30 am. Blah! I need some sleep before I go off my rails on a crazy train! Oh Ozzy! SHARON!!!!