“He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.” ~ Douglas Adams
Just wanted to touch base here. The wifi bandwidth sucked earlier so there was no way of getting to the WordPress composition screen to write a post. Got it now but it is pretty much too late to do much about writing something deep or substantial. Not that I would anyway, right? I’m in a philosophical state of mind, and the state is trending toward the hapless wondering of just why do people treat others so poorly. Egos, lost in thought, pain in ass, it’s nobody of consequence anyway. Cynical, I know. Don’t blame it on ego. That is flat down too friggin easy. I’m saying cop out is what that is. Whatever. I’m smiling and I have to go to work. I will have time to write more fully tomorrow – if my ego will let me.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.