Sometimes I think that that it's gotten too late,
Sunday, May 31, 2009
|Not About Cute Puppies!|
Some people worry about what I write and sometimes try to commiserate with me or "talk me down" or otherwise display sympathy. Those people are very nice, of course, to show such concern, though I sometimes wish that more of them would remember that you can't apply your normal human sympathies to a Writer. I can't claim to be a Great Writer, but I am a compulsive one at times--when I finally get around to writing, I carry on as Writers have always done. I write about things that exist and things that don't, about people I know and people i imagine, about situations and places that may or may not be real.
I'm not one of those writers who always dependably writes about one thing or even about all things in some predictable same old way. I have impersonated many men or "characters". On occasion I have written from the point of view of women, children, animals, and (once) a bright red fire-engine. I admit I'm evasive, but if you think you're reading my "code" when you find a blog post to be provocative, you need to remember that it's writing. It's not all fake, I don't say that at all; it's just not all real, either. If you are inspired to be responsive, critique the writing or its public effect on your private heart, if you like. But you don't have to bleed on me or weep over me or send red roses or threaten my life for speaking carelessly about your favorite puppies!
If I were held accountable for every extreme posture or odd position I've ever taken in writing, I'd be in deep shit, I know, so I hope it never happens.
We are all here for pleasure, so show me what you've got!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
|It Was An Accident!|
I can only see my face in the mirror!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sometimes I'm not sure
Monday, May 25, 2009
YOU can be nice about it, if you want to, but it's my plan to be bitter, spiteful, and to complain at every opportunity. I know it's ugly, but I was intolerant and intolerable when I started this blog--it's just taken a good long while to winnow out most of the readers who stumbled across me (like a corpse in the middle of a dark road)! The last few are pretty obstinate; I wonder if I'll have to shoot those few Zombies? Maybe one of them will loan me a gun? Guess then I'd know which was the most ignorant!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
"Well, I have to admit," Roger said, "that it's easier to be a Big Snot from an Internet distance than it is to be friendly from an Internet distance."
Life's been hard,
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
|Doxie: floozy. Need we get graphic?|
I heard that Playboy Corporation bought out Disneyland. Or was it the other way around? What difference would it make--either way, it sounds like my kind of fantasy! Roger Rabbit's sweet doxie Jessica had it right, you know!!!
Monday, May 18, 2009
On the train I saw two guys ahead of me and one was reading the paper and the other was staring out the window. I overheard the guy staring out the window say to the other, "'May the Force be with you!'" was what I started to email back to the cute girl at that new company--I saw her profile photo, you know!--but then I thought, 'Oh hell, to a chick that might seem like a sexual remark!' You think it might?"
Saturday, May 16, 2009
|Wheel On Fire!|
I wrote about how heavy and hard to lift
Thursday, May 14, 2009
|Ennui and Boredom|
Too many small tasks today. I feel worn out. My Mother and I gathered cleaning tools together and went to the cemetery to clean the muddy gravestones, all in the same location: my sister's, my father's, and one of Mother's sisters (who died decades ago) and the sister's husband, who died more recently (1994?). That aunt and uncle were always good to me, though it's' sure hard to remember all about them any more. Only my sister was really recent (2007). I kinda had a mental slip the other day by imagining for a second that my sister might "drop by", the first time I've thought even for a second that she was still alive. Very unnerving, but I guess it's not that unusual. Then I went to WalMart to refill one of two of my blood pressure medications and a few random additional items. Brought home food from Whataburger. Food was ok, service was a great disappointment, but I guess I'm getting like my mother and won't cut people much slack for bad service. They forgot one item and then a second item was hidden under the french fries, which may be typical there, but I don't know the habits of restaurants, fancy or cheap, any more nor do I much want to know. Clearly they thought I was a dumbass son of a bitch not to dig down to the bottom layer of the sack, but I'm getting to the point with bad service like that powerful creature on StarTrek who, when they killed his human wife, he wiped out the species, man woman and child--all across the universe! But I didn't kill anyone. I went home and did laundry. I forgot the clothes at each step, as usual, so that the process took hours and hours. When I was younger, one washer load and one dryer load and putting it all up didn't seem like much, but now it certainly does! I'm very tired. My life is boring.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
|Did Bush & Cheney make us a Scorning-stock?|
I guess this is a phrase, not a word, but it's interesting. It's a phrase I encountered in a bio of the first English Queen Elizabeth, in a note from one high secretary to another.
Do I pander too much for attention with this?
Monday, May 11, 2009
I believed sometimes so much in beauty
Saturday, May 09, 2009
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
If any of you have success or failure with the new Import/Export feature as I described in New Undelete Button, please let me know.
Monday, May 04, 2009
Sunday, May 03, 2009
I cannot tell
Saturday, May 02, 2009
No doubt you wanted someone who would cheer you up. Silly bastard. Foolish girl. Go back and start all over again. You may now go to the blackboard and write 500 times in italic,
Friday, May 01, 2009
A man wakes up each morning and says,