Pearls of Wisdom and Foolish Mutterings

Well, Shut My Mouth

This is not a test. But how many of you know the song It's Bad You Know by R.L. Burnside? If you don't know it, check it out here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzC_rGX-XyM

It's an awesome song. The reason I bring this song up is because when I decided on the subject for my blog today, this song immediately popped into my head. So I wanted you to get the full effect. I hope you all were good little automatons and clicked on the link so you now have the song in mind as you read my confession.

Okay, here I go - out with it. Just like that. On the table for all to see..... You know how I bitched and moaned about Facebook a while back? I'm here to report that it has totally sucked me in and I have gone over to the dark side completely. See? It's Bad You Know

I now have Firefox set to open two pages when I click on it - one is WDC (the first tab, I might add) and the second one is, of course, Facebook. Sometimes I even forget to open my email because I'm so caught up in what is going on in Facebook. I have even gone so far as to have a little online tiff with a very rude young man who posted a ridiculously inappropriate comment after one of my son's perfectly innocent posts about relaxing in Austin. Stupid little twit! (The rude young man, not my son)

But, I digress. I could lie and say that I'm using Facebook to promote my blog by posting links to my port on a regular basis, but that would be... well, a lie. Oh, I do post links to my port on Facebook, but truth be told, I'm usually so busy playing around on there that I forget to post a link to anything. Yes, it's true. The dark side has enveloped me. In fact, I have it open now and keep jumping back and forth between WDC and Facebook, even as I type this. God forbid that I miss something.

Evidently, I am one of those people who never learned to "never say never." I'm still eating crow over my bravado last year as the third most destructive storm in US history churned toward Houston with a vengeance as I wrote blogs and told my concerned sister with a sneer in my voice, "Oh puh-leaze, it's just the stupid media playing this up. It's not going to hit here. We're perfectly fine."

My credo is something a little more to the tune of "Always speak (or write) with extreme conviction." It should be, Just hang around and watch for a while. I'll have egg on my face in a short time - guaranteed.
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On an entirely different matter... Today is my youngest daughter's 29th birthday! Happy birthday, Kristen! I don't know how she got to be that old all of a sudden. I distinctly remember being 29 myself, just like it was yesterday. How can it be that my youngest daughter is that age? It's a mystery!

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I'm reading a book by Rick Bragg called All Over But the Shoutin'. If you've never read anything by this man, get one of his books. He is a genius. First, he's from the south and he writes that way. So his writing always brings a smile to my face and makes me feel like I've just paid a visit to my family back in the Panhandle of Texas. (He's not from Texas, but it's the same all over in the South, trust me.) Second, when I read his writing, he inspires me. I want to jump out of bed and go write something, anything. I just want to get words down on paper as soon as possible. So I fall asleep composing a blog, an article, a short story, something in my head. I love that. And third, the man is a seriously talented storyteller. He writes the kind of books that make you want to crawl inside of them and live there. He writes the way I want to write.

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Sorry.... I was gone for a minute. I had to sneak over to Facebook and add a comment. Actually, I think my time here today is done. I hear a game of PathWords calling to me over on Facebook.