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Don't Forget That Muskoxen are People Too.

Don't Forget That Muskoxen are People Too.
And they need love, just like anybody else. Ya just wanna reach out and hug'em yeah?

YOU ARE ON NOTICE!! If you made it into this list of shame,You are TRULY an AssWhole.

YOU ARE ON NOTICE!! If you made it into this list of shame,You are TRULY an AssWhole.
Today's Notice : Phone I.D. "DENORTH"....look, you fuckers, calling me 3 times a day, into my evening, only to have me answer, and then immediately hang up, SHOULD be giving you the message that I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU OR HAVE YOU TRY TO SELL ME ANYTHING. You are listed on Google as a HARASSMENT CALLER, SO JUST BLOODY STOP IT, OR I WILL SIC THE FCC ON YOUR ASS. Oh yes, one can do that.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Declaration of Intent......

...or of Content, anyway.

I mean.
Maybe we want to know what I am DOING here.
WHY am I blogging?

I've asked myself that.

Well let's try a simple layout, see if there is a plan or a purpose, or a Mission Statement to be found in here somewhere.

1- It seems like the Thing To Do.
I mean evrybody, just EVRYBODY is blogging.
Famous People.
People who didn't USE to be Famous, but are now because of their Blog.
Children, who can't even focus their eyes on the computer screen yet, are being Blogged, their parents are doing the 1st-person-singular "I just puked on my rattle" schtick with them.

2- It's free,(essentially, we could go there about how my internet fees are part of the deal and maybe coal burnt electricity was involved and split a lotta hairs, but let's save that for later), thank you Google. I guess it seems like a fair value for the buck.

3- I have been Doing Writing for years but never really completed the process with much publication,(couple poems here and there), and friends have suggested that I Blog. They say that my quirky mind and Pugnacious Personal View might make good Blog material.
Yah, okay, we'll see.

4- I am curious about what will fall out of my head when I just sit down and Blather. I'm not really "scripted", I am just putting up what happens in here, (fishes out dictionary looking for a good word to sum up the process), Extemporaneously, (HAH! I knew that without the Dictionary!), and push the use of parenthesis about as far as the envelope will allow.
I guess this is a CONVERSATION.

5a- I think that my experience is kind of ,( as in Sort Of ), What The Regular People Are.
I mean, I work for a living,(and then some), I pay a HUMONGO tax burden that benefits Haliburton and the Rich Politicians more than it does me and the other Regular Folks, I am paying rapist-gun-to-my-throat prices to the Petroleum Pigs and gnashing my teeth with knowing full well that the prices don't HAFTO be that high,(c'mon, Trillions profit per quarter, how does that equate with Hafto?), and I watch people who , just by virtue of their outward appearance, have these LUDICROUS incomes, when people who literally save lives for a living, or feed the people, or teach the children, make a mere PITTANCE by comparison. I bet I'm not the only one who thinks the priorities are skewed....

5b)- I think I also have a perspective that is odd enough, edgey enough,(been dying to refer to myself as "edgey", so here it is), unique enough, to make a public blog worthwhile. Entertain somebody. Save somebody from me shooting them during a psychotic, rage-ridden outburst, because this is Therapeutic in some way. MAYBE some Richbitch or PersonInPower will read something I wrote and it will SAVE THE WORLD.

maybe not.

But at least they might get a little bit of a handle on what life is like down here amidst the mud and algae. As they are feeding on us, maybe they will take a look at what they are eating and who it comes from..... A conscience may be sparked somewhere........

yah, right.

6- Just for fun. Shitsandgiggles. It's an experiment. I can put all kinds of my version of Weird, all kinds of my "What ever happened to Common Sense?", maybe some photos that aren't little happysnaps of Kids on Plastic Swingsets, maybe there will be PERSONAL SECRETS EXPOSED HERE FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME.......... maybe I can put all that.

I have no expectations.
Neither should you.
Make no demands, anticipate nothing.

Then you won't be all disappointed if I just get bored with the whole thing, and, like Most Of America........................

just give up and quit.







footnote regarding the use of parenthesis; This is the way my brain works. Deal with it. I often have little "sidebar" comments that pop into my head while I am writing, talking, listening to Prokofiev on the iTunes.......and the vehicle that I've chosen to express that is the hapless parenthesis. I may also, at times, use those little asterisk thingies, or overindulge in the use of commas. I'm not sure, just yet, about how far I will stretch the use of italics and bold-fonting, so I'm not going to address my policy regarding them at this time.

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