Who me?... I'm not him... I just like the same clothing

I remember a saying that I learned in the my time in the air farce, I say that with respect of course just doing my part to confuse the search engines.

Why make things easier for them -- step one of decoding what I’m talking about - search engines are fun to mess with. I don’t do it enough though , you may get an invisible don double secret decoder ring… but only if your extra polite… but don’t say cake. Ever

However, back to what I was saying before, it only takes one aw f*ck moment to wipe out hey that was super duper moments.

Doesn’t matter how much good you do

one mistake and it’s the ax

Why is that? Are we so perfect here in the this world of make believe perfection?

Reminds me of another term from the air force - to err is human to forgive in not Strategic Air Command Policy - there were even pictures with a steel gauntlet grabbing some poor schmoe by the gonads

strategic air command can be replaced with any group, organization or petty little tyrants name.

Ask Mary - she found out that if you call your sister bad things and then oops they lower the really heavy ax

Anne and Jane found out too, I think it was Jane … maybe not, Anne for sure though

She had 3, they say.

They say an awful lot

Marie found it out too but she didn’t say anything about her sister or Mary’s sister either …not sure she had a sister, she did have a rather stupid husband or so I hear … this close to getting away and he mucks it up. Of course she did mention cake …see I told you it’s a bad idea.

Standing on one side of the glass window it’s all golden light, warmth and harmony. Shiny new things that glisten and sparkle and it’s clean.

On the other side it’s dark and wet and there are things crawling ‘round your feet and you don’t want too look to see what it is down there on the ground.

On that side - the good deeds are collected and the slip ups are seen as learning tools

On this side - the good deeds are questioned and the slip ups are used to load the weapons for the firing squad

I’d rather be me than be a cake eating, kool-aid drinking sycophant

I know where I stand and know that I’m not a sell out.

In other news … well there isn’t really other news but there is room for other news.


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,