I never expected to win. Oh sure, there were wild thoughts of maybe being a semi-finalist, or at least getting some positive feedback of some sort. Instead, I leave the competition without so much as even a participant medal.
I did try, dammit! In case you have forgotten (or have tried to forget), here’s what I tried …
From the title, you may sense a blog post that can only be described as a rambling screed. I had a consecutive day blogging streak going on that had extended over a month, although I didn’t realize that until I was preparing this post. I had a scintillating blog post planned for yesterday called My Goldfish Has a Tumor. I was all set to keep the daily blogging streak that I didn’t know I had alive, cramming the heads of my readers with more nonsense than one can reasonably be expected to contain within their craniums. And then it snowed. And snowed some more. We got what I eyeballed at about a foot of snow. For my foreign readers, that equates to something-something centimeters of snow.
You know what’s bad about when everyone around you has a snow day off from work and school?
Although we recently broke a Trump cover-up story for our readers, we now have some proof that Donald Trump does not lie … at least about his hair. It is definitely his own. If you haven’t seen this yet, take a look …
I am always surprised at the direction life can take a person. Who knew that I would be needing a rap name for when I accept the Grammy for best rap song of 2018? Allow me to explain …