WordPress nags me

Okay, I carelessly misspelled frivolous in the last post title, but no dotted red-line showed up. And why was that? Huh? Quite often there will be an update and they tell you until you cave and go, “All right, all right, all right, I’ll do it now.”

Then there is the matter of new themes to make your writing visually better and adaptable to all media forms . . . Quite frankly, what I need to do is get some content, discipline my mind a little, focus. Nah, I probably don’t want to do that. I am still getting used to the fact that I can sit on my porch and without being wired to anything, type words that are sent out to be read.

Actually, that’s scary. It is another pitfall for people who tend to fume and stew about stuff and maybe mouth off a little. Think about it, you don’t even have to get a piece of paper, pencil, string and a brick to hurl something through a window. Just type it and SMASH.

Like this:

Joe Biden is a Jerk.

Frivolous wish

I just looked at a picture of a lady with a lot of short hair; that is to say she sort of looks as if she stuck her head in a bowling ball. It is thick hair, not an afto-type – just a lot of hair nicely cut and tapered around her head. My hair is thin and fine; I guess I would be the 8-ball. On the other hand, when I see this lady, I think of Mars Attacks and I try to catch myself before I visualize the splat. frivolous

Cipro – one way or another

Putting the weekend of Sulfa vomiting and “things swimming before my eyes” behind me, I have, as of 20 minutes ago, begun a five day course of Cipro. They write the side effects in tiny print; I read them and am actually paying attention to all the precautions cited. Things like, oh, taking it with food and lots of fluids and stay away from calcium supplements . . .
Five days; I can do this.

The ironic thing is when I had C. Dif. and had to take a medicine that most people have to suffer through, I felt great. Hopping across the kitchen great. Not that I want to do it again. On the other hand, when I had to take a sliding scale of Tums after my parathyroid surgery, I found out they were delicious and really didn’t want to cut down. So, it just goes to show you, it’s either this way or that . . .

I also have a stuffy nose, as does Summmer, but I do NOT have one of the “really worse cases of post-traumatic arthritis” that Robert was diagnosed with yesterday. He first broke that ankle when Summer was in grade school!

And, speaking of Summer and school, she asked me to proofread an essay she had written about the importance of leadership. She writes better than I do, BUT she wrote that it is necessary to be able to assess the qualities of leadership in order for the people to elect a good president. Of course, I had to say she needed to add an an aside: BUT THEY DID A SUCKY JOB OF IT!

Which reminds me: Pottermom told me Joe Biden is making Presidential hints in Iowa. I think the slogan writing should start now.

DON’T ABIDE WITH BIDEN!!!!