OK So I blogged twice in one month. Will I go blind?

How often and where I blog is what I would refer to as my personal business and not up for public discussion or display. It is a personal matter of great sensitivity. Blogging is cool if I thought someone other than my mother would read it. She still thinks that I am good at baseball When I stand up straight I can hardly see my feet let alone hit a change up. But my Mom is probably my biggest fan. It has been many years since I puked in her house or stole change from her piggy bank. I guess I owe everything to her. Most of my good traits that are of social value come from her like Patience for others, creativity, generosity, etc etc. But my pension for vulgar outbreaks and the ever present potential for violence probably comes from my dad, god rest his soul. Although he taught me a lot of valuable things as well. like don't leave the garage door open if you like to breath air and not to lend objects that don't belong to you at great personal pain and embarrassment. My father is gone from this earth but remains in my mind and heart. I speak with him everyday and remember how much enjoyed each others company. I do believe that the best gift you can give some one is enjoyment. Honor thy mother and father is a value that seems harder to come by. I never had trouble with the application of that principle even when I did not agree with it. It has served me well.

Now it would be nice if someone other than my mother would read it. This blog is not dirty underwear that I hid under my bed. I do not get why I blog. Sure it is fun to let my mind go on topics that occur to me( you could probably tell that I do not do a lot of planning first) but for who's benefit? We shall see but my feeling is that I am not saving a lot of trees with this blog especially.

But For What it is Worth I miss you Dad and carry you everywhere I go Even my blog

Self help for the slow learner

It is hard to learn when you are more stubborn than smart. I think that I have both features. I had another birthday and I feel it. I don't mind the aches and pains if you are getting wiser but that is where I have the problems.

My dogs don't need to read self help books. The plants outside need just water to live. Why would I be any different. I need only to eat drink pee and poop to make it through the day. Some days I think those events are my greatest accomplishments. For all I make I brake. But with all of the problems in the world we have Oprah Winfrey to help us out. She is so inspirational. I wish that I could fake caring about the retards that I encounter with the ease and grace. I actually have to care to express it. I think that she should have at least one show that I would approve of with a topic of lets say how to tap a keg or stop a drunken maniac using Stalin like tactics. Something like how to throw the perfect spiral football or how to kill your neighbor's cat without any one knowing. (I have no ill will against cats, it would just be interesting TV). But best of all how to get women to approve purchases that make my man parts seem bigger, like a convertible Mercedes or something. Men need help with mid life crisis. We put up with your PMS stuff no questions asked. We would like the same level of consideration.

All things considered life is good. I can eat, drink, pee and pooh with only minor difficulty so I will hold on believing in the dream

Best of luck to those who lower their own expectations in their lives by listening to my assertions.

bob