it's three in the morning!

It's three something in the morning and I'm reading blogs. There is something wrong with me.

Like the clown with the never ending string of kerchiefs flowing out of his arm, wandering this newfound buffet of streaming thought is just what this word crackhead is craving.

No wonder people don't read newspapers anymore. Ruled by....well rules, newspapers don't bite anymore. A blogger can speak to a small audience and be satisfied. The only rule is to satisfy him or herself. And boy, does that happen, and often.

A word by itself is usually harmless. Mixed in a cocktail of a little of this and a little of that and suddenly you have something lethal, something that will cause people to fight to the death, or laugh until they can't see anymore.

Thanks for having an opinion. Sometimes I agree, sometimes not. But, it sure is fun to read something so politically incorrect that Bill Maher would cringe.