Hey y’all. Come in and sit a spell. I am really working the southern belle angle today. I’ll also be serving sweet tea and biscuits on the veranda. Rhett just got back from Charleston. He will direct you outside.
Anyway, silliness aside. I haven’t been writing as much creatively lately, because I’ve been writing more in academic sense. I could share with you, but I think you would be bored to tears. I do hope to get back into poetry mode soon. I also apologize for not being able to keep up with your wonderful blogs like I used to. I really miss reading and commenting. When things slow down, I look forward to catching up. I just wanted you all to know that I haven’t forgotten you. OK, not that y’all would be devastated if I had,but anyway. Just know unlike Rhett, I do give a damn.
In other news, is Donald Trump for real???!!!
And things I wonder about some my fellow bloggers. These are the questions that demand to be answered
Has Alex shaved his beard yer?
How are Tony and his jersey girl faring? I so want a love like that. Tony, do you have a brother?
Wil ;Casey really put on the kilt?
Will Eric stay penciltastic?
Will the lovely lady, Randy become my new matchmaker?
Will Rob reveal anymore of his personalities?
Will Paul join an Air Supply cover band?
Will gyn rat Paul keep being a gym rat?
Will Niles ever score Norah Jones?
Will Oghen ever buy me a pint?
And so many more questions. However, I think Rhett is just about ready to sweep me off my feet and carry me up the stairs.
Or maybe I just need to sweep the stairs. Who can say for sure?
I will leave you with a song. This goes out to each and everyone of you. I am such a cheese ball.