you don't call, you don't write
I've been asked repeatedly to start a blog by folks who want to know my thoughts. I've been lost in graduate school for so long that my friends have started to complain they don't hear from me enough. I guess they love my guts and miss my sarcasm.
I haven't started a blog in the years before today because I couldn't think of a proper name. Today, while avoiding my proper work and listening to my favorite playlist from my favorite online music source, I heard a phrase that pretty much sums up my current thoughts on recent news and events.
Behold the birth of madcowstupid! I may never have to make another post.
I haven't started a blog in the years before today because I couldn't think of a proper name. Today, while avoiding my proper work and listening to my favorite playlist from my favorite online music source, I heard a phrase that pretty much sums up my current thoughts on recent news and events.
Behold the birth of madcowstupid! I may never have to make another post.
4 Comments:
Am I supposed to be able to decipher those symbols? Hell, I can't even see 'em good enough to make out what most of them are. Is it a native Texas dialect?
Jim M. (piggy-backing on Kay's BLOG)
Set up my own BLOG.
Thanks for the remarks you made about my Mom. We do miss seeing you from time to time.
I guess working alone for so long, I've developed a short hand way to talk, since I mostly talk to myself. I've filled in the gaps on the symbols.
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