Welcome to another waste of ones and zeros!

Well, I suppose it was inevitable. I'm opinionated, computer literate, and baseball season is over (gorays) . There is actually one good reason for blogging.

It makes the voices go away for a while. It’s a lot like when you get that stupid song stuck in your head after the guy next to you at the stop light was impressing everyone with his quadraphonic Blaupunkt.

Now you’re at work and every time your boss says “Show me how you do it.” You think “…Go-head; put ya back in-to it. Do ya thing like dey ain’t nutin to it…”

You just have to sing it and get it stuck in someone else’s head. Then you are free!

Kinda the same effect here. Since I can’t sleep because my trigger finger is itching, I’ll tell you why and let yours itch for a while. Then I can sleep.

I’m not going to begin airing my grievances tonight. I’m way too tired. I will try to keep my posts under 350 words, which sounds wordy but I assure you is extremely brief. Those of you who know me will agree.

Lastly, I hope that you’ll find in my words some reassurances:

You are not alone.

Someone else does feel exactly the same way you do.

You are understood.

Yes, someone out there has the gonads to say (type) that which you are thinking.

Yes, Reese’s cups were the manna from Heaven that sustained the Jews during the exodus.

So, come back soon. I’ll post every Thursday as it is a slow news day and after The Office, what else is there to watch.

See you soon.

P.S. If you've heard that song before, you'll be singing/humming/whistling it in less than two hours. Ah, the power!