OK, my son Bad Deacon was home for the weekend, and we begot to talkin’ about blogging. FYI: he was the guy that set me up in the blog0sphere with my Word Press site, which you are reading right now. Don’t thank me. Thank my Bad Son. Anyway, he suggested writing down titles, for use as future blog fodder.
When going over my stats, and checking out where some of my traffic was coming from via Google searches, this one popped out at me: “I want a love meaning for Hansi”. I’m not shitting you! it’s True…. So I Googled that phrase, and got First Page placement right after some stuff about love songs and before Hansi Ministries (of which I have no affiliation whatsoever). Check it out; but don’t click on Hansi Ministies, unless you want to get saved. Anyway, you probably have no interest whatsoever in getting saved if you’re reading my crap. What could I say but, “Thank you Jesus.” And thank you Son.
A love meaning for Hansi?? OK, Big deal. So one poor sap Googles some dumb shit, and I show up on the search [it works for me].. But this idiot went to my site, and oh my gawd, I hope he or she was surprised. I’ve got the Hansi niche down pat.; and according to my blogging buddy Bill Murney, a niche is what you want to carve out for yourself. Therefore, I will not hesitate to take advantage of this fool and shamelessly make light of his quest, by broadening my Hansi niche with this little number.
I wrote this song a long time ago when I was in a garage band with a bunch of my 40 year old peers. It’s called: “The Doctor of Love”.
No other woman, no other man
Is as great a lover, as I am 
I could make ya happy, I could make you sad
I could be the best thing, you ever had.
I’m not asking you to commit a sin.
Just try a little dose of my medicine.
Cause I’m the Doctor of Love, and I’ll cure all your ills
I got a great big bag of good luvin’ pills.
I’ve been to love college, got my PHD.
So if ya need some luvin’, I’m the man to see.
If you got the fever, or feelin’ blue
There’s gonna be something , I can do.
Just give me a ring, or come on in
I’ll give ya a dose of my medicine.
All ya gotta do is take my advice,
If it don’t work at first, you gotta try it twice.
Well I hope that poor romantic fool found his love meaning for Hansi. If not, I got one ready made for him. And if they take my advice, they’ll try it more than twice.
Hansi's Hallucinations 
Comments on: "A Love Meaning For Hansi" (16)
Hansi,
Surely there are many of your readers who, after following you for these months WANT to be saved. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.
Ralph….You’re right. the question is, Saved from what? That’s a niche worthy of exploration, but I worry about offending people. But then again, if folks are subject to taking offense, they are probably not going to be return visitors, so to hell with them.
Hansi,
No wonder life is so exciting. You lean something new and unexpected every day. I would never in a million years guessed that you feared offending people. Who knew?
Ha-ha! Great song! Never worry about offending people on your blog. It’s your blog. They don’t like it, they won’t come back. I will definitely come back here.
….but I have no shame. That probably doesn’t help you at all.
Thanks for stopping by. Now there’s two of us in the shameless category 🙂
You’re welcome.
Also, the only song I remember from your garage band days is “my love is eating rice krispies”.
The Rice Krispie song will probably be posted on my other blog…The Blithering Idiot. A shameless plug for my poetry site, and vehicle with which to recycle a lot of crap I wrote years ago It’s like they say, “What goes around, gets posted on a blog somewhere.”
‘The Doctor of Love’ – sounds like a good niche to me.
Find a hungry market, build a following, service a need and you’re in business. Don’t tell the wife though.
Great lyrics for the website, you could put it on YouTube.
Thanks for the mention Hansi.
Bill
Ashton-under-Lyne, UK
Bill…I’m just following in your footsteps. Hopefully, I’ve found the ‘horny’ (randy) market, which I’m not yet sure how I can “service”. As far as the wife is concerned, if she knew what I was doing here at H H, she’d put Me out of business!
Dammit! And here I thought that having started following you, oh great smart ass, that I was finally able to find myself some salvation. I started reading when you were doing your “advice column”, and I thought you were the light at the end of my proverbial tunnel! Another disillusionment reinforced…way to go Hansi! =)
Worry not Grasshopper. Continue in the path of my hallucinations and you will be well on your way to enlightenment.
The drawing reminds me of Wonder Woman Hansi. Your song lyrics rolls along to a good beat, at least they did in my head.
I like to hang around multi-talented artists, so I’ll be back for more.
John
Hanging around in Leamington Spa, England
John…I was wondering if readers would be able to get a feel for the tune part, by just reading the lyrics. Thanks, it takes someone like you who is really into music to feel that kind of stuff.
i was expecting you to rythme std with phd .. maybe another tune, one, two three four ….. good stuff
maybe i should type rhyme in time ..
Nope…The doctor always uses protection. Only want to spread love, not disease.