It seems it's almost a year since I last posted a blog... I've been so busy, that my writing seems to have simply fallen by the wayside.
Called to my attention by a friend, I shall make an effort to find my way back to the blogboard... I have so many words rattling around in my head, they must somehow find a way out.
In the meantime...
I have to run, I have a meeting.
Me out.
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This is my personal blog. It's not about anything of any great interest to anyone but me. It's about my thoughts and rants and hopefully, more often than not, sometimes, it'll even be about hot peppers in all their gloriously painful forms. But life is more than just hot peppers; which is why my motto is; When in doubt, add more peppers.
2 comments:
I'm sorry for the problems you've had with rude people posing to your blog. Maybe I''ve just been lucky that way.
I love hot peppers too. I started eating habaneros a few months ago, and now eat one or two per meal. I chop them up and scatter them around. If there were hotter peppers to be bought here, I would buy them, but so far I haven't found any. Diarrhea has become somewhat of a problem for me of late, and I suspect that the habaneros might be to blame. This is a sad, sad thing for me to consider because I love them so.
I was reading your blogliloquoy (funny word / nonword) about the hateful person from Rize. It really got a rise out of me. Not sure if you'll be back again or not to ever see this but I can identify with everything (well most everything) you wrote. It was eye-opening to me that this kind of activity, these uncalled for venemous vendettas (I feel in an alliterative mood today) occurred on everyday regular "vanilla" venues. See I've been subjected to (and I suppose actually somewhat agreed to though not happily) two and one-half years of the most hateful, demeaning, demoralizing behavior from people who really don't know me at all. But its on a (loosely) dating and/or social-sexual site where one might be more expectant to witness and/or receive such blatant hostility. Now seeing what you've written I can at least come out of myself enough to see that its not solely due to the type of place I've mostly been posting to.
But I came to the same conclusion, gradually, that you have, that they can jolly well F-off, THAT (was it Groucho Marx?) said something to the effect that he wouldn't want to belong to any club that would have him as a member? Well, I feel the same except substitute THEM for him and you get the idea, hopefully.
These people have no idea of the damage they do or maybe they do but they just don't give a F anyway.
Which leads me back to my statement about not wanting to be a part of them anyway (when I did, in the beginning, think we might have a connection/understanding.
So blah blah blah not sure what I'm saying except I think I "get" where you were coming from.
BTW, I too once ascribed to the possibility that I either should make a go at journalism in some form or other as a career or that I SHOULD HAVE. But based on the current state of affairs in my little corner of the world (including I'm not fresh off the turnip truck anymore) it probably AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN.
Carry on, good show!
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