A Family Of Writers
I stem from a family of great writers. It runs thick in our blood. Actually, we have ink in our veins. It all started with my father.
He wrote bank checks that no bank honored, my mother wrote recipes that nobody tried; my brother wrote novels that nobody published, my sister wrote poems that nobody recited and I write blogs that nobody reads.
I must be the black sheep on the family. Maybe I should try graffiti; at least the people read that. Even if they pretend not to.
A grand day to ya all.
Comments (79)
I'm your big fan.
I always read your blogs even I don't comment often.
Sometimes, I only read the the first paragraph when I don't have time.
Sometimes I read the title and go straight to the comments...but I keep going back to the blog and read few lines.
and I always make it a point to read your whole blog before it disappear...
Sorry if my previews comment ended too abrupt. I'm a bit busy and I forgot to put in the emots. My desktop computer crashed on Friday and I'm busy reloading it.
Hmmm, that rings a bell. I must think harder, it is sure to come back if I try hard enough.
I'm not pointing fingers here. Just having fun laughing at myself. I wish more people would laugh at themselves sometime.
Of course some people read blogs. Well at least we know that you and I read them.
This is only leg pulling don't worry. Many times I don't even read my own blogs.
I dare not write a best seller with the word 'cat' in the title. Some people are bound to call me narcissistic.
And there is another reason for not producing a best seller. I cannot break the family traditions now, can I?
I beg to differ. You cannot always be reading my blogs. Surely you have other things to do as well.
Yes, I saw. She's getting out of hand again. I'll spoil her a bit tomorrow with some attention.
Ok ok, maybe not the middle part....
Ok ok, maybe not even the last part....
Ok ok, maybe I even skip the first part
I just read the title!
Do you read the whole title or only the first and the last word. Sometimes my titles are also long.
" I Ain't Saying Nothing".......
I don't want your lady! Thinking that I mistreat you. And she be writing me again with threaten messages.
Ah, she likes you. She won't threaten you. Will probably help you to pin me down.
Sorry I had to ask. So I con know if I must cram the essence of a blog into the first and that last word of the title. It is difficult, but possible.
She's not exactly a scary person so it stands to reason that you won't be scared of her.
I won't make your life difficult
I'll read the whole title to make your life easier!
That is very kind an considerate of you. I appreciate your cooperation. From now on I will condense the entire blog into the title and then perhaps I can put another blog without a title in the body.
Yes, my sister took it. I don't want to read it. I don't know if she kept it. She probably still has it, I don't know.
I wonder if my sister read it. I must ask her tomorrow.
Let them be. It is their democratic right. It is not only sheep who have a democratic right. Goats have them too.
Yes, I feel the same.
A farm angel & and a cat. That can think alike! .....
Wow! That's Amazing....
True, but then I'm not an alley cat in the strictest sense of the word.
Oh! Well.
And I'm not an alley angel.....
We just might be related!......
Angels are not known to keep cats. Cats are said to be evil, be that an alley cat or not.
I'm a Farm Angel! And here we have all kinds of animals here. Cat's included!...
What! Did you think that I was a heavenly angel?! I hope not.
I didn't get accepted there...
Do you mean you as doomed to serve your time on earth?
What did you do to deserve such punishment.
I'm not on earth either!
I'm next door to planet earth. On an farm just to the left side of earth. And 1000's of miles from heaven.
I want to go there to blow up the gates so people can come and go as they are pleased.
Yep! It's that close to this farm ..
The gates is narrow! And you not able to get in. until you are Welcome there!.....