Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Not Funny

Perhaps you've noticed -- there have been few posts lately. I'm not too sure why. I've been a bit crabby. I don't want my blog to be a crabby place. I know I have a rant or two. I do enjoy adding to my whining and complaining category. I just prefer to do it in a funny way. I just couldn't summon up the funny today. Or yesterday. Or the day before.

So I've surfed blogs a bit. I've found quite a few angry ones. A few nasty ones (like 'em but not a steady diet of 'em). And many depressing ones. I do want bloggers to write what they think and feel. It's just too heavy for me this week. Maybe its the health care thing getting to me. But we are NOT going into that here.

So, for your enjoyment, here's a photo of me as a child. I was crabby. Or maybe it was just a bookful of bad jokes. I don't recall. Perhaps I had just been forced to eat spinach. I doubt it though, 'cause that's my grandmother's house. I got to eat all kinds of bad-for-you stuff there. Circus peanuts candy (way nasty), Mr. Pibb and all kinds of cheap cheese. I probably have a tummy ache.

Bye for now. I'm off to look for happy things.

3 comments:

self taught artist said...

i'm just narcissistic enough to think you are talking about me amongst this group of complaining negative angry people. sorry. my life is going through one of the biggest scariest changes yet. i am going to try to be less egregious. i too can't read too much of negative crap (i can sure write it though). heres to hope, happiness and creative health care for all!

ArtPropelled said...

Going to my grans house also meant eating lots of delicious bad stuff. Bright pink sticky popcorn and toffee apples....the good stuff in disguise!

Chris said...

Could it be that your pants were the cause of your childhood bad mood? I'm actually feeling better, myself, now that I have seen them!