I was late to the hills today, due to a lot of distractions.
When I don't get my usual aerobic stimulation and its resultant endorphin fix, I get cranky.
Today Elsie Hotpepper sent me an invitation to go saloon hopping next Wednesday. Saloon hopping in the middle of the week seems borderline decadent to me.
The Paradise Center Scandal continues to astonish me with the amount of comments and level of vitriol. The people commenting who associate themselves with the MHMR-TC agency come across as so incredibly dumb, logic and grammar challenged.
While the proponents of the Paradise Center sound so reasonable.
Today one of the dumb Anonymous MHMR-TC con comments had a double-negative that rendered it amusing, meaning the opposite of what the commenter intended. I'll go see if I can find the double-negative sentence.
Okay, there have been a lot of comments from Anonymous today along the theme that MHMR is moving on and will no longer be commenting on the Paradise Center issue.
Anonymous said, "Well, Folks the Grownups are not feeling a need to no longer speak with you."
Not feeling a need to no longer speak? Which means you are now feeling a need to speak.
Driving back from the Tandy Hills I saw something on top of my neighborhood Firestone store, next to my neighborhood Chevron that appeared to be a perfect visual metaphor for the MHMR Bullycrat thugs.
A big gorilla waving a shark in the air.
I have no idea why the big gorilla is there. Or how it got the shark. But it sure looked weird blowing in the wind.
I wish there was an answer blowing in the wind to all that perplexes me.
But there isn't. Windows open. Wind blowing. No answers.
