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My First Blog

Unless I'm already mentally or emotionally stirred up I find it difficult to start anything.  Be it a rant, a conversation or a writing.  I'm sure if I don't get bored or disillusioned I will have something interesting or controversial to say.  I might even drop an occasional F bomb.  

As this is my first outing, I will insert many random thoughts that clearly will lack continuity or proper linkage.  I will sound like a mental patient or someone suffering from Alzheimer's.  For instance, tomorrow is my birthday.  I turn 55.  Who cares, right?  Why are we so self-absorbed with ourselves?  I know from my POV I want to rule the world, be famous and shag any girl I desire.  I also know, as I'm sure you do too, that that's just not going to happen...ever.  But without these little dreams/daydreams I'd find it more difficult to crawl out of bed most mornings.  

Random thought #2:  How do people quote lines by famous writers as if they just read the story while we were conversing.  Is it a memorization thing?  Hours spent in front of a mirror quoting the Bard?  Did they have a seance and converse with the Longfellow?  I sometimes impress people when I drop a line or two from a movie or TV show, but never from any book or poem.  And I consider myself well-read too.  Then again I'm not too sure many girls are dropping their panties for guys quoting literature or lines from Monsters, Inc. or Saving Private Ryan.    

I can capture attention by retelling a story or a joke or just ad-libbing and railing on someone or somthing, but I can't quote one word from Shakespeare, Whitman, Frost, Dickinson or King.  

Yes, Stephen King.  He's one of the greatest writers of the 20th/21st Century.  I suppose the claim of greatness is like beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  Whatever the hell that means?  I'm sure I just quoted somebody famous who wrote that a hundred years ago, but I haven't a clue who.  I'm also sure some copywrite has just been infringed too.  

Before the literary police comes knocking on my laptop I will end this nonsense now.  Next post, I'll tackle the Rules of Driving in Philadelphia.  They're not what you think.  

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