After watching my family shrink over the years, many people I admired greatly are now gone. Those left rarely attempt to contact me, many are batshit crazy liberals, and I realize I not only don't care for the opinion of many, some have such a bizarre view of reality, I doubt I could spend any time with them without becoming angry, or pointing out how they've succumbed to a bad case of the dumbass.
I don't know if this is normal, but it's my reality.
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: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
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.
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I know the feeling. Makes weddings and funerals interesting though.
ReplyDeleteI just have to turn off my thoughts on some occasions. It's best.
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