... well meaning loved ones. Am I really doing this. What better a world will there be when my fingers have exhausted themselves...????
As for waxing blog intelligent, let me stand on the 5th and say I cannot incriminate myself. Therefore to those that wrote in encouraging me to ramble....
ramble, to be defined as "continue talking or writing in a desultory manner"... OK, I can live with that.... but lets get down here, and
define desultory:
marked by lack of definite plan or regularity or purpose; jumping from one thing to another;
well, if nothing else, consider yourself, dear blogger, educated one step higher in the delights of verbal tennis with desultory as one of your aces. Bye for another year (lol) {or whatever that means}... and take care of yourselves.
Loving all of you, as always,
Blog Bless... I mean.....
Daddiya
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Oh Daddiya, methinks after midnight blogging has made thee maudulin. And if you didn't want your loved ones to force you into things, you shouldn't have had 8+ bossy daughters. Amen?
Alas.... trapped by fate. Like the Chinese building railroads and the blacks farming Georgia... (a bit too heavy on the parallel).... I must just submit to Mr. Fate.
Yes, after midnight is where it's at. Now, just where that is, well, lets ponder that for a moment. Moments up.
Nothing in particular got through, so lets just chalk it up to maddness in treasureland.
(think about that for a moment) ... moments up.
WELL BOSSY....(appropriate name, I might add with a huff....) Nice to hear from you. I might hit a string of thoughtless nights, spilling my madness across this blogger ville, but so is life.
Don't think about that for a moment.
Gotta go... nothing to do and I am starting to think about ...things...,
dangerous ground.
bye for now, and Blog Bless You.
Also, maybe lay off the crack pipe. ha ha ha ha.
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