
Now my subject. I am seeing and hearing and reading about the misuse of BLOGS online. Now it has become a unsavory buzzword. Various species of pondscum, and you know who you are, seem to take a very lovely and wonderful media vehicle and turned into your petri dish of filth. Apparently homo sap can sink to lows further than ones imagined by Dante in Paradise Lost. At least those sinners were in excrement only to their chins.
*Sighs* all around. I'm sorry peoples. Those of us who genuinely try to amuse, enlighten and otherwise comment, please carry on. We need more viable brilliance, not obvious afterbirth waste. Of course now, afterbirth has its value, at least for stem cell research and development.
I hear the hummm of watercoolers and air conditioners. Ya. Global warming is alive and well and cooking away. Shall we spike our electrical loads by the river??? Can I hear a new song for the ages?
Its all a matter of trust. If you are having problems with the animals in your midst, it's because they don't trust you. To solve the problem learn to establish trust within the language of the beast. Then, they'll meet you halfway.
I still like the idea of life on our planets and moons, if only eensy teensy microbials. That's enough for me to hope for the continuation of our species. Find Our Brethern!
Shall I hope for a settlement of gas prices? Let us see. Garbage may be our new platimum. Man It's been a month, and now Hoo-ly the fourth. Happy firework display!
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