I need a daycation…er I mean vacation…

    I am in a foul mood…well not really foul, but well foul…I need to get away and recharge the batteries….been a long time since I have done anything more than a daycation…

   

     Since there were no responses to the contest....wait? what? there was a contest...yup a readers choice contest....NO RESPONSES...so that means i get to pick the topic...kinda like it always is...

  

  i turned off the spell checker, good luck interpreting some of my typo's...

   

    The other day I saw an ad on my Yahoo page. It looked to me like it said the rapist…it actually said therapist…that must be why I do not trust therapy…seems to me that anyone that makes a living listening to others problems has a bigger problem than the person they are talking to…mind fu%k=the rapist…jus’ sayin
   

where does all the time go? if there is only now, then how do we know what really happened?   

    

    Another f-er is the insurance scam…I do not even need to describe any longwinded stories of insurance companies raping people either…ask anyone that has filed a claim… They will tell you how they felt violated

   

Good hotdogs/ sausages have a curve to them. This makes them difficult to cook on al 4 sides… it can be done but it takes skill…the same skill it takes to not have them split open…low heat, and turn frequently…that’s my helpful hint for today…yummy…

   

    I did file and insurance claim it is over 1 year old. They “lost it”. They found it recently…that was a week ago, and I still have a messed up bumper…guess what happens when you don’t pay your premium for a week…they threaten to cancel…imagine the debacle if you didn’t pay for a year…violated… Not everything is awful…at least I am not addicted to reality TV…unless you count sports…well, then I am just f-ed…

   

 if you listen hard enought i think you can hear the other dimensions where the ghosties live

   

    So, then I am listening to the radio…an ad comes on…some obviously white woman starts using Ebonics such as, “holla, holla, still got my dollas”…and “cash stash, still intact”…it was stupid. I felt I lost more than a few intelligence points after listening to it once…imagine my chagrin when I heard it again…Immediately after the first one…I am dumber now that before the first time…Who writes this tripe and why am I relegated to blogging?

   

 nothing is ever as easy as it looks...unless you are really high or drunk, but then you find out how hard it really is...

    

    Don’t get me wrong I love my blogfestering, but really I would love to make a living at writing. If my child went to journalism school or advertising school (whatever) and came home saying they came up with that drivel, I would prolly have to disown them…or maybe kill them…oh it angers me so…

I have no problem with dialect, differing jargon, slang, and twangs…but let’s not use it to reach an audience…it just dumbs down the world…I use a lot of different slang and stuff. I am not trying to be something I am not…this commercial made me feel violated as well…

  

  if three people make a society what do six billion make? i have no answer for this....

        

    Well, I am going on a vacation… while I am gone I will be making some really odd observations…I will have a fresh attitude and have some cool takes…catch up on old posts and all that...there are 90 to chose from...click some ads...save some puppies...love ya all!!!