In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog:

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Busy, Busy, Busy

I've been burning the candle at both ends and I think I found out why you don't do such things: You get burnt out.

By my calculations, by midnight last night, I was at around 36 hours into a work week that started Sunday evening at 4:00 pm.

I'm beat.


  1. It's impossible to rest when your body is in MUST DO mode. Eight Hour Energy works, but at some point, both flames will meet in the middle.

  2. Your link is misspelled, that is probably why your readers have a hard time coming back. They can't find you again! And you need to sleep. I hope you can find a way to do that.

    1. After I created my blog, I typed it as I envisioned how it should be, and couldn't find my page. After close inspection, I realized I misspelled my link.

      If anyone is interesting in returning, they can type "Scratching to Escape" into a search engine and I'll usually show up.

      One other thing: Thanks for visiting. I really enjoy new readers and I'm honored by their visit.

  3. Well, work necessitated the hours, which is for God, glory....or something like that, which equates to unmitigated horseshit to make someone else a butt-load of money.

    They'll put that on my tombstone....which I won't have; they're wasted money; birds and squirrels use them as a toilet:

    "Here Lies Someone That Was a Larger Dumbass Than Many"