About
To start I’m ABOUT to tell you how much I hate these about pages. I rarely click on them anymore because people usually just fill in the required minimal stuff so that their blogwear of choice will leave them alone about updating their about page. I was going to just delete the effing thing but I decided that was the easy way out. So I have challenged myself to create an interesting about page. This is not a first shot, only shot, type challenge as is the rest of this web log (I’ll explain that statement a little later) but instead this is a living document.
OK, I’m not quite sure what happened to me with that last sentence and I apologize because I don’t usually creep my self out. What the hell is a living document? Anyway, back to abouting:
I should review the rules of stupidtom.
The first is the most important as far as I, the author, am concerned and that is “Once it’s laid, it’s played.”
This basically means that if I hit the publish button – that is what stands as the post, warts and all. This has caused me some grief and anxiety in the past but it does help me move along and keep posting. It has also helped me become more productive as I sometimes have to try and explain what my addled brain was attempting to communicate.
The next rule is “take your grammatical and spelling superiority and kindly up shove asswards.”
There used to be a third rule but it spun out of control and I rescinded it a couple of years ago. The rule was never talk to stupidtom about stupidtom. I used to have to pretend that I was writing to no one and in fact for a while there that was really the case but now I just don’t care anymore. So if you know me in real life it’s OK to talk to me about this crap just don’t do it in front of a group of people who have no idea that it exists. That’s still awkward but I’ll probably get over that as well.
It can’t get much worse, my mom and my aunts read this, my favorite priest, (which I tried to get counted as confession but was denied) and a host of my neighbors and friends. If I thought about that before I sat down for my ten minutes of therapy I would churn out some pretty boring shit.
And that brings me to the last rule but it’s not really a rule but more of a personal goal. I try to sit down and write something for ten minutes every week day. For the most part I stick with it unless something breaks or I’m out of town and having trouble.
That’s it for now but I’ll be putting more on this page later because of that horrible living document statement earlier. Yikes.
I generally have the worst grammar and typing blunders in my blog posts. I have to give you credit for saying fuck the grammar police.
Yep … I make multiple mistakes on every post. Kay sara sara. I just wish I “had” one of these pages.
OK, back to Hollydale
Eric “SpeedyCat”
wish I cd do ur ‘once laid, samjho, its played’ routine, in India that’s the term for the ‘bindas’ attitude:)taking wth me ur ‘living doc’ idea but cant think o doing it wth the about pge, tht remains OLIP
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o and I blogrolled u, if u hve a prob let me knw wd ask my frnds not to visit – only I would
hey man, thx for blogrolling me.
I am obssessed with not hurting feelings so I don’t have a blogroll otherwise I would add you…or not…sometimes people like to have their blogs a tad more private.
I just deleted all church peeps off friggin Facebook. Dammit. All because one person who is a serious a-hole keeps trying to add me, as did another person who is a bit nicer but perhaps not my speed. So in my Solomons wisdom, I just decided to create a blanket rule of segregation: No church people. I guess I could have been more ballsy and picked and chosen, but then it would be clique-ish and decidedly not Christian. Although, Jesus got to pick HIS disciples; why cant I choose mine?! LOL…
As we both know, in order to be a sane, responsible spouse/parent/community member, sometimes we need a place to express/purge our demons, right?
Keep on truckin.