Protected: One Step Forward…One or Two Crushed Guitars.

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Flea, YOU Did This.

Flea rocks. Seriously. If you came from her site, you know this already. If you don’t, get thee hence. Today she led me to the edge of the YouTube cliff and, without hesitating, pushed my butt OFF. Right over the edge. So thoughtful of her, doncha think?  I’m stealing her thunder by showing you where [...]

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Are You SURE She Means ME?

Um, I think most of you know by now that my opinion of myself is rather low on the scale.  It may or may not have been suggested that my brain be airbrushed to give me some semblance of self-esteem. In spite of that, I reported a few weeks ago that I have possibly made [...]

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A Laugh a Day, So They Say

Y’all, look out your windows and see if the clouds are still moving. They shouldn’t be: the earth has stopped on its axis. Why, you ask? Because I, wallflower extraordinaire, have a new friend.

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The Cheez, Pleez.

Sorry, y’all. I should have linked to the kids. Here. Again, thanks!
ConvenientFriendGuy put a nice little thank you for me in his concert program tonight. Every now and then he gets it right, bless him. *Guard still up, pleez*
Hey! Pregnant MamaCat wasn’t!! And now she will never be, cuz I put a stop to that, [...]

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Heathen Wars

I admit it. I am a sinner. I am a spiteful, conniving little brat with a chip on her shoulder. I sit around for hours, plotting how I will get my revenge on those who have wronged me, so if you have ideas, it would behoove you to turn around and run.
If you believe ALL [...]

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Self-revelation’s the B-word

OK, so we all know I’m moody. We all know I am prone to road rage, and that I once pulled down half a tree with my bare hands. So really, I am a brat, and I hate figuring out things about myself that take away my rationalizations for my behavior. With that in mind, this [...]

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Mind Games

I am God’s doodle pad. It is not always a good thing that He’s in my head: He enjoys putting me in “situations” a little too much.  If I say something politically incorrect, even in jest, I can and should expect to be thrust into dealing with it.
Case in point. Bouncy, talkative hordes of people [...]

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Jesus – Extra Cheese, Please

Again with the cheese. No connection, I promise.
Today, I ordered pizza for lunch from a local place that rhymes with Coppa Don’s. I know pizza is bad for me. Criminy, lettuce is bad for me. I gain weight breathing. The Food Network is a porn channel, in my opinion.
Ahem.
Anyway, after the second heavenly slice, I [...]

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Another Day

Remember the bragging about leisure? Boy, was that stupid. The new school starts classes at 7:45 am, so that means I’ll have to be there at 7:30. Criminy. It gets worse instead of better. Too bad I can’t brag with a straight face about how great it is to be free and not encumbered by [...]

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