More than you are now aware, this blog is what you've been waiting for. You may think of yourselves as sharks, wounded by the social harpoon of ignorance, who until now have been helplessly searching for healing. Call it what you will--serendipity; divine providence-- you have stumbled upon a metaphorical marine hospital of scuba-diving doctors equipped with waterproof BandAids to mend you.
So, this is how it's going to work: one of us will post something each week, and the other two will subsequently give their two cents (I know what you're thinking: "more like two-finity dollars"). Hopefully you'll realize that what we have to say about the issues at hand are as important and pertinent to you as they are to us. Now, don't you worry your sweet little heads! just because we three are the only ones posting (further invites are possibly tentative) you'll be able to comment till your fingers turn blue... and then you'll be able to relocate to someplace warmer and comment some more. Think of this as "a blog for the people". Just as you need us for our insight and wisdom, we need you to remind us of how insightful our wisdom is.
Feel free to request topics for our discussion, but keep in mind that the Sword of Truth is very candid and sometimes double-edged.
Your buddy,
-Alex
A new word should be invented for "stumble" when it occurs underwater.
ReplyDeleteIt might sound something like "stfthhmlth" under those conditions.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I thought of that. I was going to change it to "wade", but that didn't feel right either.
ReplyDeleteyou think someone who enjoys writing so much, would call once in a while!
ReplyDeletelove, your mom.
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ReplyDeleteI love my mom...she can compliment and then completely own you in the same phrase...now that is true love!
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