I write a post about getting hit in the head with a fastball, and I get one comment. I guess that's okay, but I'm beginning to wonder if nobody reads my blog but four people, bots and people trying to sell me some herbal crap or an invitation to some blog that interests me as much as a root canal or contracting malaria..
That's prime stuff. Where else can you find something that not only stirs your imagination, it makes your heart go out to the poor little seven year old that was knocked out by a pitch?
Anyway, If you read my blog, just leave a comment with a number. Read, post one number in sequence and let me see that electronic parasites are not the only visitors to my blog.
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.