Blogger Party

My daughter, Brooke tells this story, (probably a big fat lie) about me in Pathmark back in 1994 or so. My children have claimed that grocery shopping with me was an embarrassment because I bought so many no frills items at the time. They would hate to run into any of their friends at the store who would laugh at the "If you like 'Cheetos', try me" labels on the bag of corn chips that I chose for economy.

read more

Setting up a basic blog is more work than I thought. This is probably nothing at all to the techno-hip masses, but damn - go here, go there, do this, do that. Doesn't feel like much of a blogger party to me - feels like a clean up the shit after a blogger party.

I've had this image of myself that may not be how others see me.

This week I was booted from a forum. I made my intro post, got a little negative feedback based on my age - I'm considered old as hell by some, but thought I would be alright. I joked around just a little, went to lunch and decided to check the new posts.

Nope.

I used my link, and got the "not one of us" page. I tried my password and got the message - Nope.

read more