Absentee Blogger
That's how I'd best describe myself these days. I think the last time I posted anything on the blog was about the middle of last month. I'm reminded of that line from Al Pacino from one of his movies. I know I won't get it right and I'm too lazy to look it up but it went something like... "No matter how hard I try to get away, they keep pulling me back in."
Feel free to correct me on that or tell me the movie reference as I know somebody reading this probably will. That is, if somebody took the six to ten seconds to read the first paragraph. More on that topic later.
Absentee Bloggers will usually go on temporary or permanent absences away from their blogs because of all types of situations. Deaths in the family. A project at work. Having a real job, in general. Responsibilities. Vacations. Unhealthy children. Or, yes... even having a real life that sometimes keeps you away from your fucking hobby- Which what blogging is... it's only a hobby folks. Sometimes, it's a bit of self therapy. Sometimes, it's you wanting to educate or entertain the strangers out there online. But, in the end, it's just a hobby. If you think it's anything more than that, here's your straitjacket! Do not pass GO. Instead, check yourself into the mental institution, you hopelessly addicted fucker. Or seek psychological help of some kind. I did and it certainly helped me. Seeeeeeeeee???? :) And the lopsided smiley face makes it all okay, huh?
Remember: If you feel absolutely compelled to post something each and every fucking day, you may be a Super Duper Dumbass Blogger (see topic below, later) that needs professional help, not to mention any type of responsibility and/or a goddamn job.
In reference to the previous "pulling me back" quote, the last four weeks have claimed my last strand of sanity and my time. During my absentee blogger time, I was hit with all manner of health scares stemming from my Dad's Vascular Dementia, his hospital stays where he fell down due to low blood pressure or something else, my wife's own health problems where I was meticulously wrapping her swollen legs up every day, my own insulin prescription crisis (I'm severely diabetic) and last, but certainly not least, my Dad wrecking his car into someone else. That last incident was expected. We warned the authorities for years. We did what we could to prevent it. Legal, persuasive and everything else kind of ways- beyond imagination. Luckily, no one got hurt. And, of course, that's what it took for the right people to finally take action. A damn accident.
My sister and I could write entire thousand page novels on what we've had to go through the last six years since Dad accidentally left the car running in the basement, which in turn, poisoned my mom to death through the air vents upstairs. It took me a long time before I could even talk about that.
By the way, Dad is living in an assisted living facility. His second one. It's nice. Amazingly nice. It's a I-want-to-live-there-when-I-can't-take-care-of-myself kind of nice. The first one he was living at, well, that, in itself, is a 9 part miniseries, featuring dramatic manhunts, threats to staff from him, breaking rules and full on breakdowns on my part and my sister's end of it. It wasn't a bad place either, but, things wouldn't stop happening.
NO SOLICITED ADVICE HERE, PLEASE!!!!!
Just in case I wasn't clear, I thought I'd helpfully add a few exclamation points above. Wonderful of me, wasn't it?
If you've never read my blog or haven't read about that saddest part of my life, click these links for only a small piece of the never ending saga:
Sorry If I've Caused Concern
Sorry If I've Caused Concern- Part 2
Sorry If I've Caused Concern- Part 3
I made the mistake of saying a couple sentences about the difficulty of caring for Dad on Facebook and somebody gave me unsolicited advice, assuming that in the 6 years of dealing with his problems- which became our problems, that we had never attempted what he suggested before. When I read his suggestion, I was only looking to spout off a little to get mild, brief relief on Fuckbook or whatever they call it, I laughed and freaked out just a little when I read the suggestion/assumption and I didn't communicate to the assuming person because I'm not into debating and this person, I knew, would debate and argue something until pigs learned to talk. It certainly didn't help during "my little freak out" that I was extremely stressed from everything hitting me at once from my wife's problems to my own- which are the same if you get down to it. When you're married, it's like that. FYI.
Clue 1: One of the biggest mistakes you can make with me is assuming. Don't do it! I've had it done to me far too many times. Also: Don't fill in the blanks and tell lies just because you don't know the person or the situation. Questions are welcomed as long as assumption aren't sneakily thrown in. My motto has always been: Always ask, Never assume.
Clue 1.5: Unsolicited advice is also a big no no with me, just in case I haven't mentioned that two or three hundred times during the 6 years this blog has been around. If I ask for advice, only then you can give it to me.
Sometimes, believe it or not, people say shit to just get whatever is troubling them off of their chest or out of their minds for a bit of relief. Imagine that!
Clue 2: Once I've made my point, I don't argue or debate about the topic any longer. I might give you a couple paragraphs worth of words back and forth between you and I but that's about it. And that's if I don't have anything better or more productive to do. In person, if you are errationally determined and choose to "win" the argument or "make your case" or "see the gray areas" (also known as 'splitting hairs', I believe) in everything I say, I will leave you standing, talking to yourself or getting zip for response from me. Feel free to believe you've "won" the argument or debate when I don't return your brilliant comeback with another brilliant comeback. It matters not to me. And when you do it on the internet, I think you're an absolute fool for doing so. I don't care if both "great debaters" become the best of pals at the end of their battle of words, charts, facts supporting their views that will change after the next day or whatever, it's idiotic. Period. Go. Fuck. Thyself. The same goes double for Grammar Nazis. Please... GET A FUCKING LIFE OR AT LEAST TRY TO ENGAGE IN ACTIVITIES OR RESPONSIBILITIES OUTSIDE OF THE INTERNET. UNGLUE THY ASS FROM THY OFFICE OR COMPUTER CHAIR, FUCKWAD. Oh, there goes my delightful subtle side of me exposing itself again. I gotta watch that.
Anyway, during this last hiatus, I would have much preferred to being in this chair, happily blogging about shit people could laugh and/or think about instead of being imprisoned in endless health scare and moving issues.
Super Blogger
Speaking of irritating people, isn't it about time we got rid of these "Super Bloggers". You know... these ego-maniacal assholes who need a gazillion fucking followers. Don't get me wrong! Or fucking assume! I don't care how many followers you, I or the next person has but when they promote themselves to death by joining every site, blog and advertise... not to mention sell products bearing their website names, without a drop of true substantial content- it speaks volumes to me about what they're all about. Superficiality and ego-boosting. It's a cry for help. No need to assume. They flagrantly show IT, celebrate IT and glorify IT, themselves and their site. Link dropping after every comment on someone's blog post is strategy in their strange game of potential profits or ego-boosting. They want you to click their ads, buy their shit and follow them like the next messiah. And if you're "lucky" you may get a comment from them on your own blog once a year. Again, to those who engage in this self-serving practice... GO. FUCK. THYSELF.
If you go to my blog pal, Gary and his funny, observant blog, klahanie, you will see he has posted a bit on this subject, as well. I advise you to check out his excellent, well written site, too. Here's the link to the post I'm referring to here.
Did you see where I capitalized the words above where I called no one, in particular, a fuckwad? I did that in the hopes that you would read those words- which brings me to...
Dumbass Commenter
The Dumbass Commenter excels in leaving comments that shows he, she or it did not read much or any of the post. Maybe they looked for keywords, big words, bold type words or a tiny chunk of the post to comment on. Maybe they briefly looked at the pretty or bizarre pictures. Who knows? Some will say, "Your site is good. I follow. My website is Blahblahblah." You may call them spammers. I call them imbeciles. I say, if you're not interested in my post or someone else's, don't read it and attempt a lay a lame comment in the comment area. Keep your "following me icon" and your shitty three word or lame comment to yourself. Gary, of klahanie, also wrote his perspective on this subject. Look here. I have to admit. It's more amusing than my somewhat cutthroat, yet still honest, perspective. I also have to admit that I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy today, joyfully spreading good cheer to one and all.
Did I happen to mention I'm the King of Subtlety? Or would that be a mere admirer, user or student of sarcasm or sardonic humor? It's so hard to tell.
On the bright side, things are finally looking up a little. No, I'm not talking about my penis becoming erect. Not that far up. I'm just saying that through all the bleakness, I see a tiny particle of light at the end of this long, dark, melancholy, jagged tunnel of misery. Maybe, in a few more weeks, things will get even better. It depends.
Have you read this far down? Do you have ADHD? Or is Lil' Puddin' bored that he or she didn't have a laugh-a-second post to read this time around? If so... Gosh. I care a lot.
I'm just kidding, folks. It's all in good, well meaning fun. Move along now. See you or not see you next time I post a delightful story or raging diatribe. Take care. I love you. Would you follow me? I desperately need that type of ego boost. Hahahahahahahahaha. I'm okay.
That's how I'd best describe myself these days. I think the last time I posted anything on the blog was about the middle of last month. I'm reminded of that line from Al Pacino from one of his movies. I know I won't get it right and I'm too lazy to look it up but it went something like... "No matter how hard I try to get away, they keep pulling me back in."
Feel free to correct me on that or tell me the movie reference as I know somebody reading this probably will. That is, if somebody took the six to ten seconds to read the first paragraph. More on that topic later.
Absentee Bloggers will usually go on temporary or permanent absences away from their blogs because of all types of situations. Deaths in the family. A project at work. Having a real job, in general. Responsibilities. Vacations. Unhealthy children. Or, yes... even having a real life that sometimes keeps you away from your fucking hobby- Which what blogging is... it's only a hobby folks. Sometimes, it's a bit of self therapy. Sometimes, it's you wanting to educate or entertain the strangers out there online. But, in the end, it's just a hobby. If you think it's anything more than that, here's your straitjacket! Do not pass GO. Instead, check yourself into the mental institution, you hopelessly addicted fucker. Or seek psychological help of some kind. I did and it certainly helped me. Seeeeeeeeee???? :) And the lopsided smiley face makes it all okay, huh?
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| Yes, I know. My goddamn keyboard is dusty as fuck. Desk tray is, as well, I know. Don't care, though. You may "advise" me to get one of those cans of compressed air or one of those crazy American Republican presidential wannabes to use their hot air to blow the dust away. On second thought... no thanks on that idea. They're all so flagrantly stupid, they would probably just slobber on my keyboard, making a bigger mess than a dude that's heavily addicted to Internet porn- if you catch my drift. Hope I'm not being my usual subtle self. :) You'll note that I have a portable phone that's always nearby or stuck up my ass whenever the next personal or family emergency arises. Which it will. |
In reference to the previous "pulling me back" quote, the last four weeks have claimed my last strand of sanity and my time. During my absentee blogger time, I was hit with all manner of health scares stemming from my Dad's Vascular Dementia, his hospital stays where he fell down due to low blood pressure or something else, my wife's own health problems where I was meticulously wrapping her swollen legs up every day, my own insulin prescription crisis (I'm severely diabetic) and last, but certainly not least, my Dad wrecking his car into someone else. That last incident was expected. We warned the authorities for years. We did what we could to prevent it. Legal, persuasive and everything else kind of ways- beyond imagination. Luckily, no one got hurt. And, of course, that's what it took for the right people to finally take action. A damn accident.
My sister and I could write entire thousand page novels on what we've had to go through the last six years since Dad accidentally left the car running in the basement, which in turn, poisoned my mom to death through the air vents upstairs. It took me a long time before I could even talk about that.
By the way, Dad is living in an assisted living facility. His second one. It's nice. Amazingly nice. It's a I-want-to-live-there-when-I-can't-take-care-of-myself kind of nice. The first one he was living at, well, that, in itself, is a 9 part miniseries, featuring dramatic manhunts, threats to staff from him, breaking rules and full on breakdowns on my part and my sister's end of it. It wasn't a bad place either, but, things wouldn't stop happening.
NO SOLICITED ADVICE HERE, PLEASE!!!!!
Just in case I wasn't clear, I thought I'd helpfully add a few exclamation points above. Wonderful of me, wasn't it?
If you've never read my blog or haven't read about that saddest part of my life, click these links for only a small piece of the never ending saga:
Sorry If I've Caused Concern
Sorry If I've Caused Concern- Part 2
Sorry If I've Caused Concern- Part 3
I made the mistake of saying a couple sentences about the difficulty of caring for Dad on Facebook and somebody gave me unsolicited advice, assuming that in the 6 years of dealing with his problems- which became our problems, that we had never attempted what he suggested before. When I read his suggestion, I was only looking to spout off a little to get mild, brief relief on Fuckbook or whatever they call it, I laughed and freaked out just a little when I read the suggestion/assumption and I didn't communicate to the assuming person because I'm not into debating and this person, I knew, would debate and argue something until pigs learned to talk. It certainly didn't help during "my little freak out" that I was extremely stressed from everything hitting me at once from my wife's problems to my own- which are the same if you get down to it. When you're married, it's like that. FYI.
Clue 1: One of the biggest mistakes you can make with me is assuming. Don't do it! I've had it done to me far too many times. Also: Don't fill in the blanks and tell lies just because you don't know the person or the situation. Questions are welcomed as long as assumption aren't sneakily thrown in. My motto has always been: Always ask, Never assume.
Clue 1.5: Unsolicited advice is also a big no no with me, just in case I haven't mentioned that two or three hundred times during the 6 years this blog has been around. If I ask for advice, only then you can give it to me.
Sometimes, believe it or not, people say shit to just get whatever is troubling them off of their chest or out of their minds for a bit of relief. Imagine that!
Clue 2: Once I've made my point, I don't argue or debate about the topic any longer. I might give you a couple paragraphs worth of words back and forth between you and I but that's about it. And that's if I don't have anything better or more productive to do. In person, if you are errationally determined and choose to "win" the argument or "make your case" or "see the gray areas" (also known as 'splitting hairs', I believe) in everything I say, I will leave you standing, talking to yourself or getting zip for response from me. Feel free to believe you've "won" the argument or debate when I don't return your brilliant comeback with another brilliant comeback. It matters not to me. And when you do it on the internet, I think you're an absolute fool for doing so. I don't care if both "great debaters" become the best of pals at the end of their battle of words, charts, facts supporting their views that will change after the next day or whatever, it's idiotic. Period. Go. Fuck. Thyself. The same goes double for Grammar Nazis. Please... GET A FUCKING LIFE OR AT LEAST TRY TO ENGAGE IN ACTIVITIES OR RESPONSIBILITIES OUTSIDE OF THE INTERNET. UNGLUE THY ASS FROM THY OFFICE OR COMPUTER CHAIR, FUCKWAD. Oh, there goes my delightful subtle side of me exposing itself again. I gotta watch that.
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| I'm sure you've seen this before... but have you actually read the words and let their meaning sink inside that big ol' human brain of yours. Mentally handicapped people have my full respect. They make people who argue and endlessly debate on the net look like deranged imbeciles that are deserving of being slowly trampled by a hyped up herd of people leaving a Disturbed concert. I respect the hyped up concert folks more than the "great debaters", as well. Crush on, dudes and dudettes! |
Anyway, during this last hiatus, I would have much preferred to being in this chair, happily blogging about shit people could laugh and/or think about instead of being imprisoned in endless health scare and moving issues.
Super Blogger
Speaking of irritating people, isn't it about time we got rid of these "Super Bloggers". You know... these ego-maniacal assholes who need a gazillion fucking followers. Don't get me wrong! Or fucking assume! I don't care how many followers you, I or the next person has but when they promote themselves to death by joining every site, blog and advertise... not to mention sell products bearing their website names, without a drop of true substantial content- it speaks volumes to me about what they're all about. Superficiality and ego-boosting. It's a cry for help. No need to assume. They flagrantly show IT, celebrate IT and glorify IT, themselves and their site. Link dropping after every comment on someone's blog post is strategy in their strange game of potential profits or ego-boosting. They want you to click their ads, buy their shit and follow them like the next messiah. And if you're "lucky" you may get a comment from them on your own blog once a year. Again, to those who engage in this self-serving practice... GO. FUCK. THYSELF.
If you go to my blog pal, Gary and his funny, observant blog, klahanie, you will see he has posted a bit on this subject, as well. I advise you to check out his excellent, well written site, too. Here's the link to the post I'm referring to here.
Did you see where I capitalized the words above where I called no one, in particular, a fuckwad? I did that in the hopes that you would read those words- which brings me to...
Dumbass Commenter
The Dumbass Commenter excels in leaving comments that shows he, she or it did not read much or any of the post. Maybe they looked for keywords, big words, bold type words or a tiny chunk of the post to comment on. Maybe they briefly looked at the pretty or bizarre pictures. Who knows? Some will say, "Your site is good. I follow. My website is Blahblahblah." You may call them spammers. I call them imbeciles. I say, if you're not interested in my post or someone else's, don't read it and attempt a lay a lame comment in the comment area. Keep your "following me icon" and your shitty three word or lame comment to yourself. Gary, of klahanie, also wrote his perspective on this subject. Look here. I have to admit. It's more amusing than my somewhat cutthroat, yet still honest, perspective. I also have to admit that I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy today, joyfully spreading good cheer to one and all.
Did I happen to mention I'm the King of Subtlety? Or would that be a mere admirer, user or student of sarcasm or sardonic humor? It's so hard to tell.
On the bright side, things are finally looking up a little. No, I'm not talking about my penis becoming erect. Not that far up. I'm just saying that through all the bleakness, I see a tiny particle of light at the end of this long, dark, melancholy, jagged tunnel of misery. Maybe, in a few more weeks, things will get even better. It depends.
Have you read this far down? Do you have ADHD? Or is Lil' Puddin' bored that he or she didn't have a laugh-a-second post to read this time around? If so... Gosh. I care a lot.
I'm just kidding, folks. It's all in good, well meaning fun. Move along now. See you or not see you next time I post a delightful story or raging diatribe. Take care. I love you. Would you follow me? I desperately need that type of ego boost. Hahahahahahahahaha. I'm okay.
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30 comments:
1. Godfather 3
2. Good bloody rant but made me slightly sad....
3. I used to be that sort of super blogger and maybe still am but I live with myself by saying I don't sell shit......
4. Bloody good rant again and quite true observations that cover a lot of people and peoples feelings on the subject.....
5. It's only blogging my friend....
You know what they say about assumptions? That shit is true!!
Hhmm, it's hard to know where to begin here. Very disheartened to hear about your medical problems, the wife's, and your issues with dad. =(
I had no idea what kind of trauma you really had to endure 6 years ago up until now. =*( You're a pillar of strength, esp. for your ability to handle the responsibility of your father.
I thought what you said about some folks floating around out there in the blogosphere was priceless. Well said! I don't take too kindly to "elitist", self-centered queeftart morons.
The fucker with the unsolicited advice can go buttrape themselves with a rubber hose.
I know I'm one of those people that can sometimes take my absence on my blog too seriously, but in my case it's because keeping up with you who are my good friends around here is important to me. ;~} I love hanging out with & talking to you clowns. <3
Also, you could probably get about an eight of doobage just by shaking out my keyboard.
Oh, btw, hi! Follow me!!! http://www.omgwheredidiputmyasshat.com
I'll have to read Gary's post.
A roller coaster this one.
I think the Pacino quote is "OooAAhh, is it TIME for ME TO YELL YET!?!"
Sorry to hear about the medical maladies afflicting you and yours. That has to be difficult. You know what you should...Sorry, you knew some dingleberry like me would make that obvious attempt at a joke.
I agree with your assessment of people who take this way too seriously. Blogging is and should be a fun hobby. I read and follow the ones I like, not as a weird strategy. And I write about things that make me laugh, if others dig it, sweet.
You, sir are a sort of deranged poet. Whether it be sporadic or not, your posts are never boring.
Hi Kezza: I bet you feel better for getting that load off your chest.
You were decent enough to email me when I hadn't posted for a couple of weeks and that was very kind of you ("saintly guy"?)
I don't think Bloggers should feel obliged to always be posting. As you say, sometimes real life intervenes and sometimes one simply wants to take a break.
I hope your problems all resolve themselves for the best, asap.
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My take on unsolicited advice is that the other person probably knows the best answer for their situation...so i should shut the f*'k up...
Good to have you back ranting though.
I go in fits and starts with my blogging which normally coincides with what the wife is watching on TV...
Big Fat Gypsy Wedding = time to go and blog
Mad as hell and not gonna take it anymore? ;) Good ol' Al. You've been through some serious challenges, sure hope life begins you treat you more like you deserve!
The Angry Lurker- 1- Ah yes, that was the movie. I thought maybe it was. It's been awhile since I've seen it. Thanks for clearing that up.
2- Thank you for the compliment, dude. Yes, it is all very depressing. Good thing I have a great woman, a cat for constant companionship and an antidepressant and Valium. It helps.
3- Lol. That's great.
4- Again, thank you for the compliments and your comments. They're greatly appreciated.
5- So true. I wish more blog folk understood that.
Wow... not to sound spammalicious here, but I didn't read a single thing that I disagreed with... which is refreshing because until now, I thought I was in the minority, especially after observing some of these same things on blogs and random blog promotion sites.
It seems like a lot of bloggers have been on a drought lately...including myself. My big thing right now is; not having the internet, Chiefs football, wrestling and plumbing issues in a house I JUST closed on a couple months ago.
I am glad someone called out the super-bloggers and dumbass commenters in total accurate fashion.
Great post, Kelly!
LilPixi- Yeah... That old adage or saying... ASSumptions: They make an ASS out of you and me. I like that one but I like my motto even more so.
I thanks you for your kind words of comfort, LilPixi. You are a wealth of empathy, love and understanding mixed with great humor, artistry with the written word and so much more. I could go on and on. Much <3 to you. I truly appreciate your compliments and I do try to be strong. There was a time when I didn't care to try at all and I gave up on actually living. Now I think of life as an ongoing challenge, sprinkled with sad and rare happy moments to be cherished. Sometimes I stumble, falling down into a dark pit of despair but so far... I've been able to get out and back up on my feet.
Yeah, he can go buttrape himself with a rubber hose (lol) until his colon falls out of his rectum, causing him to slip on it and trip into the way of an oncoming bus. Just thought I'd add to the already delightful imagery you generously provided. <3
Yeah, I know what you mean about being absent and missing your old blog pals. That's why I was so excited to see you post on your blog and interact (besides the twittering) with the rest of us clowns again. :) Tee hee. About that 'shaking of your keyboard' and what you would find... I say you'd probably be correct in that assessment. Lol. You could likely say the same about mine, too. Sadly, I've been without it for a very long time. Have to keep sharp. Never know when the next piano is about to fall on my head. That's why I'm always so anxious. And for the fuck of it, I went to that link you provided and I was surprised to see Gary's Wee Folk engaging in an orgy with the family dog on the front lawn. I thought that was a bit uncouth, you know, because I have such sophisticated taste, manners and stuff. (Gary, are you reading this?) Anyway, take care, LiPixi. I hope you stay strong against your own troubles.
Pickleope- Lol... Yes, that's a great Pacino quote. I could yell exactly that all day long until they finally take me away and put me in the Rubber Room. Ah... Home away from home.
Thank you for your kind and sympathetic comments concerning the maladies of my family. Btw, I liked your joke, you lovable dingleberry, you. ;) I'm glad you agree with my perspective on blogging and how it shouldn't be taken seriously. It's a big world out there. Some folks could definitely benefit by getting out of their hole or everyday routines and checking it out.
I love your clever writing and your sly, sharp perspectives, as well, on your blog. To me, it is all pretty 'sweet' and sprinkled with just the right amount of insanity to make the perfect dish. And I thank you for those last compliments on your comment. Your comments are always greatly appreciated here. Take care.
Lost.in.Idaho- Good for you! Be all you can be! I'm looking outside right this moment and I see rain starting to fall onto the parking lot. Imagine! And then I wonder about NASA's recent budget reductions and sob, uncontrollably.
bazza- Yes, I do feel a bit better. You're correct, sir. :) Thank you for the compliment concerning me emailing you. It's true. I was kinda concerned about you. when I don't see anything coming from a blog pal for awhile, I start to get honestly anxious. I can't tell if they've died or just gotten bored with blogging for a bit or whatever else. Since I consider you a good blog pal, I emailed you in the hopes you would email back and you did. Thanks. Very considerate. And you're so right about real life intervening with blogging and sometimes needing a break and so forth. Take care, Bazza.
G- You're right, man. They Unsolicited Advisers should butt the fuck out. Especially when they don't know all of the details and the person(s) involved do. You hit the nail on the proverbial head. Thanks for the welcome back kind of comment, dude. It's good to be back, ranting away for the sake of relief on this one. I'm enjoying your fairly new blog, btw. The toons are funny and right on target. Damn... 'Big Fat Gypsy Wedding'? I see why you run to the computer. My wife likes to watch that celebrity dancing show. I try to run off but she begs and urges me to stay. We don't see each other that much because of her long, weird hours- so I stay and watch, grudgingly. Luckily, every so often, a hot celebrity with a nice ass and pair of titties will dance on stage and give me a boner. Gotta take what you can get from those types of shows, I guess. Take care.
Kim- Lol. Yep. Mad as hell and gonna slam the KellyHammer down on these dumb blogging dillywhackers and busybodies. Somebody has to do it. :) Al Pacino is one hell of an actor, isn't he?
You're right as rain on that last part you said. I honestly pray, at times, that life will calm down a bit on me and the family and I can get some better times out of it all. People really don't know until they're "in your shoes." My inner strength is sometimes feeble but I struggle through it the best I can. Thank you, Kim, for your kindness and empathy. I admire you and your blog, tremendously. Take good care of you and yours.
Rico Swaff- No, dude. I think if people were honest about it, they would agree and say the same as I have here or pretty close to it. Some bloggers go overboard with the promoting and it raises a lot of questions behind their reasons and about them, their-selves.
I'm truly sorry you don't have the Internet nowadays. You're missing out on some well written blogs- like from all of the commenters here.
Thanks for the compliments, Rico. Have a good one!
I'm speechless (is that hard to believe?). Not because I only read the bold print, but because you said it all so well....I have nothing to add, other than....I'm so glad you posted! I feel quite catharsed, and couldn't agree with you more about Gary at Klahanie. I also sincerely hope that your health issues improve rapidly. We have too much fun on the blog block for you to feel unwell. Oh yeah....could you "follow me" twice? My numbers are a bit down (hee hee).
THE SNEE- Hi there, Rebecca. You're glad I posted. I'm glad you commented- as I always am. Glad you read the bold print, along with the rest. Between just you and me, I think some folks come here to look at the naughty pictures of naked, hairless robots.
Yep, that Gary is some kind of fella. Not sure which kind, though- Heh heh. Just kidding. :)
Thanks you for your kind words, regarding my health and missing my kind of fun in the blogosphere. I just noticed I've said the word "kind" four times in my reply back to you. That's kind of too much, isn't it? Yes, I will follow you, Rebecca. I will follow you twice, thrice and four kinds if I have to. Your numbers are a bit down, you say? You should give them a dose of Viagra. That will perk those numbers right up. :)
I'll kind-ly retreat now from this comment box. Take care, my friend.
Hey Kelly dude,
Great post! Thanks for sharing! Okay, enough of that superficial bullshit which has been known to be used by certain bloggers who don't give an iguana's rectum about your post, but I just trying to get further exposure to their alleged 'must read' blog.
Anyway, here we go...Evidently Al Pacino has a brother named 'Cap'.
I know you have been an absentee blogger, but I also know that life and its bizarre twists and turns, can put the passion to formulate, to express oneself through the magic of the written word, can fall to the wayside. We both know it's all about balance. I understand how difficult a time you and your loved ones have been going through. Your priorities were and quite rightly, focused on the events that have overwhelmed you. To hopefully make some kind of sense of it all.
I do know that you are the expert on your feelings and I visualise a better future for you and all concerned. That is my hope for you.
"Always ask. Never assume." Never a truer statement spoken.
And through our shared interaction, we have realised that we can learn from each other.
And you most assuredly know my stand on the "Super Bloggers." Actually the whole 'following' total on a lot of those sites, is total crap. I've seen too many of them brag about how many 'followers' they have. I've also noted they are often the same ones who link into every site they see, might even leave a vague comment. Yet, all they want is for you to 'follow' their site. Click on the icon from their comment and away you go. I've also been to sites that have over a thousand followers and have maybe a handful of comments. That kinda' tells me something.
I do thank you for making note of my shy, humble, unassuming blog. Although I'm rather more subtle in my cynicism and piss take, we both are coming to a similar conclusion from a different angle. I think we should go and make fun of the Super Bloggers and those who actually get more than a handful of comments from the 'Blogger Sheep' aka 'Bleeps'. Yep, the Bleeps who praise and worship the alleged Super Blogger.
Now then, I have no idea what I've written. Not even go to check it for tipos, I mean typos. And yes, I read all the way to the bottom, to the bottom of your posting, that is. I'm now on a mission to continue to spread the word and see if I can get you a zillion followers. Then you can be a Super Blogger and know that your life is complete as you play with yourself over the fact that the Bleeps love you n'stuff.
Seriously, good natured banter is to be had here. Which reminds me, I have been taking the piss over at the latest, upcoming 'A to Z Challenge'. Strangely enough, they have been okay with my scathing satire.
Take care man and I'm glad you are seeing a bit of positive light through the darkness. No that you have my ongoing support and encouragement :)
Great post! Thanks for sharing!
better too few posts that are good than a plethora of posts that would appeal to female scrapbookers.
i admire the strength you've shown with all these difficulties and how you've maintained a sense of humor.
you're a better man than i gunga din.
(this word verification is becoming more difficult)
klahanie- Gary, my ol' pal, how's it hangin'? Low, high or in the sky? Ok... enough with the ridiculous chit chat :). I just wanted to thank you for your very much appreciated ongoing support and good natured banter in the attempt to make me feel better (even stronger) with all the difficulties I'm facing. As much as it seems I like complaining to folks who don't know me online or happen to check out this blog for their first visit with this particular post, I really hate it. I'd rather be going on about some important issue around the world or some wild news or (dare I say it, something actually positive). Unfortunately, it isn't happening for now.
The 'Bleeps' and the Lemmings of the world call all go over the cliff, as far as I'm concerned. I know you and I share the same basic viewpoint on this. No need to rehash. I loved the humorous comment you left here. I know that sounds terribly generic and bland but, really, that's all I can come up with. I'm kinda zoned out, not in the good, euphoric way today, due to stress and even more constant shit going on. Check out my latest Fartbook update status if you're curious about what I mean. I get why you (and I, of course) are rightly cynical about the whole Super Blogger worship/follower crapola.
Great comment! Thanks for sharing! :) All joking aside, take care, Gary. I wish you nothing but peace of mind and the strength to get through life the best you can and enjoy some moments along the way.
billy pilgrim- I agree with that. A few good posts are a lot better than a load of crappy posts. Thank you for the compliments on your comment here.
I think I have to really struggle to maintain that 'sense of humor' or go into a literal catatonic state. I would cry about any of it but I don't cry about any of it because the mountain of stress and depression throughout the years has pretty much pushed out or dried up the tears. Besides, the tears don't solve the problems. Sorry for going on about this shit. My head is definitely not screwed on right these days. I wish I could see a psychiatrist or therapist but I'm out of time and money. I have to sneak in moments, when I can, just to get on the Internet for any kind of relief.
I wish 'word verification' was my only problem. :) lol. Just kidding. Take care, dude. Thanks again for commenting.
Nothing makes me contemplate murder quite like unsolicited advice.
I hate that you're having all these things thrown at you at once. I hope it gets better.
Gucci Mama- That's true for me, too. And I thank you for the kind words. Unfortunately, my string of bad luck isn't stopping. My oven, water heater and speedometer in my truck broke down the same day I found blood coming from my cat. Also: My father-in-law was just admitted to the emergency room several hours ago. Take care.
Wow Kelly, whose ruffled your feathers? I feel thoroughly chastised even though I don't think i'm guilty of anything you've written, but still feel as if i've had a good telling off!! :)
GEM- Ah, good question. Lol. I'm all for questions, without assumptions included within, which I talked about earlier in this happy-as-heck, cynical, biting post.
I would say the reason I was so "excitable", for lack of a better word, would be a combination of the stress I've been feeling from all the wife's problems, my own, my family's and from seeing the same ridiculous Super Blogger's tired old transparent routines and the other ones practiced by all the rest of the types of people I mentioned. Really, it's their actions that gripe me... not really the people so much. It's all in the post here.
I really hope you don't feel chastised, in the least, because you're as far away from any of this crap the people I mentioned are or do. I love your humble, well-written blog. In my mind, a lot more folks should follow your blog because, at the very least, it is so educational and humorous. I mean, damn, you have a blog that accounts activities and experiences about being a school teacher in Russia that's teaching English. Just that, in itself, is unique and very very cool on so many levels.
In short, you're tops with me, GEM. always have been. Hopefully, things in my personal world and the silly dumb crap I see on the blogosphere these days will turn itself down a notch, so to speak. Take care, GEM.
pretty sure that michael corleone quote you were after was
"I don’t want to kill everyone, Tom. Just my enemies."
:p
i do like a good rant. your site is good. I follow.
btw every day you don't blog i kill a kitten. no pressure...
Hey, masterheathen, no worries. I hear ya. But I can't help but feel a little bit like GEM does -- "thoroughly chastised even though I don't think I'm guilty of anything you've written, but still feel as if I've had a good telling off" -- and if I did appear to make assumptions, offer unsolicited advice, come across as a super blogger, then my apologies. Stay cool, mang.
Yours,
Static
Rescogitans- I like that quote, as well. It befits my personality, in general. Glad ya liked the rant. It felt good getting that bile, that very honest bile out of my system.
You follow. That good. :)
Every day I don't blog, sunshine pours out of a beggar's asshole and makes him feel all special inside- even though he doesn't have food to eat or shelter from the elements. No pressure. :)
Static- If you read the first couple of paragraphs in my reply to GEM'S comment, the same would apply to you-- of course, with the exception of anything about being a teacher in Russia.
If you have or haven't been any of these things I've mentioned, then I have or have not accepted your apologies.
Also: Just know that I don't hold myself responsible for how anyone "feels" when I've spoken the truth in one of my diatribes and have not directed it to a person or persons I've actually named.
Hey man, stay cool, yourself. Hope your winter has been as mild as mine. As for myself, it appears as though most of my personal troubles that were mentioned here are dissipating. Only a few left. Good news. Take care, dude.
Thanks, Kelly.
I know you've been through a lot and everyone needs to vent every now and again. Lord knows I am no exception. =P
Occasionally I have offered my advice or opinions when I have gone through similar things, and from an objective point of view I presume to have some knowledge that may help out a kindred spirit. Nothing more but wanting to ease a burden.
However, even I know that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. We all have our lessons and experiences to go through. Sometimes it's good to leave well enough alone and some people don't when to stop. I don't consider myself the latter.
But in the event that I have or have not been any of those negatives as you expressed about others being abrasive to you, and you have or have not accepted my apologies, then please accept my apologies in any case.
I will accept no less...and be sure to check out my Russian Levitra and Viagra links and I've got a special cream that will take care of that skin rash. KTHXBAI!
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