Monday, April 29, 2024

Blog Entry #205

I'm sitting here staring at a blank computer screen. Why did I promise to start banging out those bitching entries.?  My previous 204 Blogs have addressed nearly all my major complaints about our screwed up world. So what now?

Hopefully with your approval, I'm going to resort to some repeats:  Television for one.  I guess it's nearly impossible to exist without it, but does is it give them the right to subject  us to such garbage?  Probably true sports fans will not agree to calling it garbage since Monday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday are owned by football. if they run out of football games, there are all those other invented sports like throwing a bag full of corn at a hole in a inclined wooden board.  If you don't fancy that kind of stuff, we'll put on a golf tournament from some strange country. I don't want you to get the wrong Idea, I don't  dislike sports, played a lot myself and enjoy watching, but don't you agree that the overkill is absurd.

Can't find something of interest we'll switch you to one of our super interesting infomercial stations and sell you a frying pan.  Wait, here's something even better.  Go to a channel that is showing a commercial.  Not your cup of tea, click over to any another station and you'll find that they all have a commercial going at the same time.  They've got you, you don't have a chance to escape.  I could probably go on for pages on Television alone, but I'll save it for another time. 

In the meantime I'll go to something silly that crossed my mind.  Had to make trip to relieve myself and a couple of thoughts crossed my mind.  In all my trips to a restroom, I've never run across someone resting.  Then it struck me that there were many different names for that room,  Toilet, potty. crapper, shit house, John, men's room, ladies room.  Know anymore?  Boy, this new lifestyle has really go brain really screwed up.

I'm going to quit now while I'm still a head in the game. Going figure out how to cut and paste a recipe from my cookbook.

 


 

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