Blogging starts, when the mind is too full. At least that's what caused me to start.
Someone told me - at total stranger at that - I should start blogging. So, I tested the water, placed a foot in to test the temperature, and promptly fell in; I came close to drowning.
Anyway,. that person has a blog. She used to post more, but even with less posts, I push aside all projects, when Lee Ann posts to go see what she has written.
Go see and take a gander. Read the archives and make sure you comment. Be careful; her razor wit, well structured thought (maybe a little demented...or not) and willingness to injure detractors can disembowel a troll from a few hundred feet.
One warning: Some might find her language a little salty, or the subject offensive. I don't, but then my job doesn't involve coordinating social gatherings at the local churches.
Of course, I regret writing this post, but it's better than having a honey badger gnaw my genitals for breakfast......yes, that was the threat.
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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Showing posts with label If you're easily insulted. Show all posts
Showing posts with label If you're easily insulted. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Monday, September 23, 2013
This Is Why...
...I couldn't be Pope.
After those comments I'd have to hang up my tolerance. I'd be loud, tell the bishops to get a squad to find her and have her excommunicated before sundown. There'd be press, television spots, radio announcements, and the guarantee she'd be thrown in jail for trespassing is she so much as walked across the curb in front of a Catholic church.
That's why I couldn't be Pope. That, and I'm not Catholic.
After those comments I'd have to hang up my tolerance. I'd be loud, tell the bishops to get a squad to find her and have her excommunicated before sundown. There'd be press, television spots, radio announcements, and the guarantee she'd be thrown in jail for trespassing is she so much as walked across the curb in front of a Catholic church.
That's why I couldn't be Pope. That, and I'm not Catholic.
Thursday, June 20, 2013
While I'm Not Being Polite
It's "big" news an actor that starred in the series The Sopranos had a heart attack and passed away.
I never heard of the guy until the news reported his passing; probably because I never have, or never will watch episodes of the The Sopranos. In the real world, crime is too ugly to delve into, or glorify. It doesn't matter someone is basically a good person, except when they terrorize, mutilate or kill someone else, whether directly or not. There's something about the smell of blood, fear, and bodily excretions that will ruin television night. It kinda ruins the taste of popcorn.
I never heard of the guy until the news reported his passing; probably because I never have, or never will watch episodes of the The Sopranos. In the real world, crime is too ugly to delve into, or glorify. It doesn't matter someone is basically a good person, except when they terrorize, mutilate or kill someone else, whether directly or not. There's something about the smell of blood, fear, and bodily excretions that will ruin television night. It kinda ruins the taste of popcorn.
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