Lookyloos, I See Yous
Friends, countrymen, I give you my blog, yet another cathartic release.
There's humour in my site stats now. Yep, it's the little things that stroke my ego. After all, I used to amuse myself by seesawing a half-filled water bottle.
Mental retardation brings most people here. Yeah, I get it. Do you? And the moment I include Jesus in a title, a West Virginian stops by. Howdy, deacon.
Crimes against humanity. Christianity. What the hell brings you here?
Carey
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Kinda delightful, these posts. I wish you'd be more clear. I know you're clever, but too cool for clarity? Ahh, yes, you're 30 (ish?). You'll be less oblique when you're 40.
An unknown West Virginian searching the vastness for Jesus. There are many possible stories there, some of them funny, I agree, but many pathetic, and some amazingly beautiful. Mental retardation. Many need info on that topic, as you know. But yes, it's also funny. Ha ha.
SaskaDavid, you're vague about how or where you need clarification. I wonder how much clarity you'll have when you're 40, 50 or too old to blog? Alas, thanks for your comment, and enjoy the fog. Bathe in the irony. Bathing figuratively, of course. As for irony? . . . Fuck clarity. Eat carrots, read Good Poems by Garrison Keillor and wear your glasses. Do all three and everything's crystal. Ha ha, indeed.