Throw out a “Stream of Consciousness”
“Git on Wid It!” They Inspire, hemorrhaging inspiration.
I do applaud this!
I find it wonderful (and inspirational)
I do never partake however, because…
Well; it just ain’t for me.
All my writing fits that ill (er, bill)
Honestly, I bathe in a stream of consciousness. (Isn’t it painfully obvious? Regarding that observation? I beg to mean: for those who actually read my stuff… It must be unerring to surmise that “Lance is crazy: He don’t even edit his own stuff. He just throws it all out there and watches where it may land.”)
Here is but one example (and be thee forewarned: It may be offensive–don’t really know myself, since I never read my shit after I write it and publish it–lie right there–I edit to death, but I am still in denial, so we just won’t go there, not here Dear.)
Actually “I post, then I edit” Wrong? Yes? I know, but that is just how I roll.
Anyhow, It is Memorial Day Weekend and I am cooking Ribs this afternoon, so I am immune to any and all criticism. This is the way of my (Texan) world. (Hey! And I get beer too!)
Okay, I know Y’all done been waiting avec baited breath for whatever story I done forgot to paste…
Here is one: I do hope it be german…germane to the topic:
If not, well, “Tomorrow is another day.”
(I do think Scarlett said it better than me, back in ’39)
I had bookmarked my most obnoxious post to post here (in hope of generating some debate) Alas: I lost the link (and I tend to refer to myself as a computer geek: guess it all falls apart right there…)
Here is all I got to put this one to bed. (Yes! I know. It sucks, but hey! It cost you nothing but some time–which you cannot price–can you?)
And, believe me this:
I do know how valuable your time is; this is why I admire and appreciate your taveling this far with me.
Oh Shit! Almost Forgot! Here is the bleeding story below and there are remnants of links too, if ya be of interest in my writing style. And if not, well…not then.)
My Good Friend Russell over there at
Kindly commented on my Post, “Street Where I Lived”
“If you really want to have fun, go to Google Earth or Google Street View and look up all your old homes. I did it and found every place I ever lived, took a screen shot, and saved them for posterity, of which there will be none……..lol”
I smartly replied,
“That is an excellent idea.
No posterity for me either. After four marriages, still no children. Just never seemed to get around to it.
Thank you Russel for stopping by and reading.
Then…few days later… I said,
“OK, so I went Google Earth Trolling… Most of the places I have ever lived are toxic waste sites now, they got the Bio-hazard signs up an’ ever’thang.
I need to focus on my future, If I have one.
Thanks for the suggestion
Okay. Here is my point, (If’n I have one):
How many y’all Google Map your old habiliments?
Trust me on this: Do NOT do it!
Peach out, (but save the square bales for me)