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.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

PHD in Workology

I haz one. I created the degree and now have a doctorate in Workology; the study of work.

You're laughing? It's as good as her credentials, although I look terrible in a skirt and the only information I'd give the current administration is that the time goes faster, when you behave in prison.

Can you say dumbass? Good, I knew you could.


  1. I have heard of post hole diggers degrees. I have even attended classes at the school of hard knocks. Congrats on your advanced degree. See, I read you every time you post. I just don't comment often. I am not worthy. ha ha ha ha ha

    1. It's a good degree, although the local university won't allow me to join their alumni association. That's their mistake; I'm a real hoot, when I drink scotch.

  2. You've also got a minor in Common Sense, which she'll never have.

    1. I need to put that in my resume. It will give me credibility, when I'm invited on the news for my expert opinion.