The First Thoughtful Thursday of 2013 and It’s a FAIL
Today is supposed to be a Thoughtful Thursday, at least according to the blog schedule to which I am supposed to adhere, to which I should probably link, but I don’t feel like it, so you can hit the search box if you’re that determined to find it.
Having no thoughts of my own, I decided to seek the wisdom of my friends on Skype. The only suggestion I got was that “creamed corn is gross.”
I should have stuck with Twitter.
So, now I am forced to come up with a thought of my own, and none appear to be forthcoming. How about now? Nope. Now? Still no. Let me check the news . . . Well, that was depressing.
I wish I had something more for you, but I don’t. Let me think . . . Nope, still nothing. Sorry. I think, however, I can take some comfort in the fact that awesomeness just can’t simply return overnight. Just because the calendar rolled around to a different year doesn’t mean that these thoughts are magically going to start to appear.
It may take time. The important thing, they say, is not to give up after hitting your first roadblock. So, we shall think of this as that first stumble, and get right back and try again next Thursday.
True, I could try later in the day today, as there is still time, but I think we both know that’s not going to happen.
OH! But if you are just itching for something to read, today (and tomorrow) my book, Bloody Love, is available for free on the Kindle. That’s right, FREE. Today and tomorrow only. It’s not often I do the free thing, so you better grab it now. Otherwise, you’ll have to pay 99 cents, which isn’t much, so, heck, why not wait until it comes off FREE and is 99 cents again? Then I’ll actually get money if you buy it. That sounds like a better plan to me. So, forget about downloading it today or tomorrow. Just wait until Saturday when it will be 99 cents again. Then, go ahead and buy it. Thanks!




Fact is, creamed corn IS gross. Your friend is pretty sharp after all.
according to Frank Zappa, there are motel legends about checking in with a case of creamed corn and a baby octopus