Right Now….
The things that pop into my head, staring at a blank page in the typewriter, wondering what to type. As always, no white-out and no preconceptions.
An AntiBlog
The things that pop into my head, staring at a blank page in the typewriter, wondering what to type. As always, no white-out and no preconceptions.
YES, the pun is intentional. It bugs me when people apologize for puns….. MEAN it when you pun! A quick reminder of what this anti-blog is about, the rules under which I type, and yet another warning that this blog is created by dyslexia.
Well, that could be an odd title. Perhaps it is a patently self-obvious one. Regardless, it was typed – often poorly. Perhaps I should start a GoFundMe to get this typewriter refurbished… it will take me some time to save up enough nickels for the $900 refurbishment. Naaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh………..
Yes, this really did happen. Yes, I’m STILL wondering why I didn’t jump 15 feet in the air. The “yip” I left out was decidedly unimpressive.
Vinyl? Really? They outsold CDs in 2021. Why? The typewriter pondereth…..
A heart surgeon once looked at me and said, “It must be scary in your head”. Maybe. Read this and YOU decide.