“I tried coach, but, they were too big for me!”…. It may not be clear, but, it’s accurate, and, explains most simply why a fresh Pearl isn’t in the works for this morning. However, I found this one, from New Year’s Day last year, which happens to contain what may be the best rant I ever wrote, a summary of all my other rants outlining my take on the current culture we inhabit… It got some decent traffic, but, given the content, can always use some more….
As for this old fart, he’s gonna take a day to heal, again, if only to a point which allows him to get a Pearl done for tomorrow. I have hopes, futile as they may be, to post that in a timely fashion…. For now, we’ll go deal with the world, as it is…
Have a good one, ffolkes, As Arnie said, to such good effect, I’ll be back…
gigoid, the dubious
One is roots.
The other is wings.”
~~ Hodding Carter, Jr. ~~
Pointing the Way
Hajime…. I’m up rather late, though I went to bed early. C’est la vie! It’s a new year, again, so, all can be forgiven, claimed merely as building new habits…. Sure, that’s it…. It’s my story, and I’m sticking to it….
Today’s mess is, for a Pearl, a bit choppy, from this end; it may look smooth and simple, but, believe me, it was not. That said, and, to begin new methods for a new year, I’ll curtail any urges to go silly, or weird, or anything other than efficient…. In truth, this is a ploy, to lull your sense of security into believing me; tomorrow will probably see a return to the general run of idiotic literary tricks and illusions we use to…
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