August 28, 2015, Prescott- Two things didn’t happen today: Work, for me, and letting myself get pushed around by a self-appointed overseer of this blog.
K says I’m lazy, for not putting forth “fresh material” on this site, day by day.
I wonder if he blogs.
I wonder how many hairs he will pull out, day by day, as I continue to write my blog, my way. Oh, wait, I blocked and deleted him.
I wonder how many peas can fit in a pod.
“I wonder, wonder who wrote the Book of Love.”
“I wonder where she will stay-ay, my little runaway.”
I wonder about people I love dearly, who have stopped responding to my occasional messages.
I wonder who were Adam’s parents, since He sent his sons to another country to get married.
I wonder how the Earth cooled enough, for life to get started here in the first place.
I wonder what the songbirds are saying to one another, as their calls vary, in tone and in pitch.
I wonder how much more crap the common people of Syria will take, from those who variously want to use them as fodder, or as bait.
I wonder what’s REALLY in “Nuggets”, now that “chicken” is seldom used in advertising them.
I wonder what my beloved does, when she is not busy helping me extricate myself from mischief.