Saturday, November 10, 2012
Somewhere back in time, when I used to be sane, I said:
"I'm not encouraging obscenity, but I won't discourage it, either. Make it funny, or use it to emphasize a point, but I’d prefer that you don’t be gratuitous just for shock value. Obscenity always works better when it is an organic part of the whole. Be creative."
I'm afraid my previous post did not fully take my own advice. I won't say it was completely gratuitous, nor was it without its gruesome charms, but you folks deserve better than to be hit in the face with my bile.
So, I apologize. If it helps any, I'll plead temporary insanity. The more of that sh... stuff I see, the closer I get to going to some corporate office building with weaponry in tow. Venting here saves lives. And you, by listening, keep me out of jail. Thank you.
If you haven't been to the THANKSGIVING COMES FIRST Facebook page, please visit now. If you LIKE us, this space will probably remain scatology-free for that much longer.
(If you're one of those folks who enjoys it when I go off like a nucular bum [to quote from one of my favorite books] don't use reverse psychology by refusing to LIKE the page because you think it will set me off again. If you want to hear me swear some more, just send me a private e-mail and make the request. If it will make you happy, I'll reply with a stream of invective that will blister your eyeballs. I'm serious. If that's how you get your jollies, I'll send you stuff that would make Larry Flynt blush. I aim to please and you've been warned.)
The next post in this space will include links to all of the latest THANKSGIVING COMES FIRST blog writings, so if you haven't done one of those yet, why not do one now? And if you feel like swearing, I'll take it in the same gracious way you took it here. Thanks!
Soon, with more better stuff.
P.S. I just have to mention this. I made what I thought was a great joke in this post. Apparently, nobody caught it (or, at least, nobody commented in a way that would make me think they did.) Did any of you read the last line there and then check out my profile pic? I hate to explain a joke, but I also hate to think I went to all that trouble for nothing.
P.P.S. This is what you get now that I have an internet connection at home and MY WIFE is out of town.
P.P.P.S. For anyone who cares, I'll be watching the BC - Notre Dame game tonight. My theme shall be copious amounts of Chinese food, along with fond memories of 1993 and 2002. That's an inside joke, so don't worry if you're not Buck and you don't get it.