Hello and welcome to my blog! Good of you to stop by! I am sure that we will all have lots of fun together as we laugh and sing and tell funny stories. But wait a minute. All that stuff works better if someone else is around to share it with you. Someone told me that sex was supposed to be like that too, but I don't believe them. Thing is, I really don't expect anybody to be here. Not long anyway. After all, why should you? This is just a cyber version of a bathroom wall and I am just doodling for my own amusement. Why would anyone else bother reading this drivel? I don't claim any particular insight into anything, really, and I am certainly not an authority on anything that matters. All I have is opinions, and there is certainly no shortage of those things out there in the big wide world. You probably have more than you can handle just bouncing around in your head right now. Why make the situation worse?
No, really, why? I am attempting this blog solely as an exercise in self-expression and as a means to work out some of my own personal foibles and demons (hopefully). I have absolutely no confidence that this amalgamation of brain flatulence will be of any interest or benefit to anybody else, but it might be a source of amusement to me, so I am going to give it a shot. If you so desire, pull up a cyber chair and warm your cold cyber feet on the cyber fireplace. If you are female and attractive, feel free to slip into something more comfortable and tell me how "big boned" men have always turned you on. After all, this is my mental playground and I make the rules. Until Barb finds out. So don't tell her. Let's keep it just between us, OK?
So, what do I want to talk about? Who knows? As the underlying purpose here is to help me collect my thoughts and assist me in becoming somewhat less of an intellectual jerk wad (shout out to my daughter for that lovely term), I suppose I will ramble about a variety of things. History. Religion. Philosophy. The Three Stooges. Politics. Underdog and Super Chicken. The possibilities are endless. The potential for reasoned discussion and personal growth are virtually nil. You would probably have a better time watching grass grow. But who knows? I make no promises. I have no expectation that in the unlikely event that someone should actually read this tripe that anybody will find it useful. But it is a safe space, whatever that means. And I promise I will not get too sentimental or go off in tangents so immature and borderline psychotic that one might consider an immediate referral to a mental health hotline or a discreet call to Homeland Security. My first blog posts were simply too emotional to share so I erased them. Thus the prior entries with no text in case you were wondering.
So, there you have it. As I am currently unemployed I should have some time on my hands, so there might just be a second entry sometime in the next calendar year, but don't hold your breath. And don't expect much. It's just me after all. See ya later.
