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TRUMP CONFESSES HE INVENTED THE BIG LIE

  "I wish to confess" said the big man in front of the microphone with millions in attendance at the gigantic stadium and many more millions glued to televisions and radios throughout the United States and the world.   Word had spread quickly. Her disgraced ex-president had called a press conference amid rumors that he would be speaking very soon about very important things.   Torrents of sweat dripped off his face as he picked up the mic and held it out peering at the monstrously big crowd of over two million people gathered in Washington Square waiting for his words..  Plus, another seventy five million people throughout the country staring into television sets, computers,and every other viewing device invented and millions more listening  hearing by sound and text only.  "That big lie that you all know about that I have been spreading and many of you believe about the 2020 election being stolen from me is just that. A big lie."  Nobody sto...

Google Blogspot Piece Of Shit Blog

I cannot put into words how absolutely ignorant, incompetent, mindless, unprofessiional, and disconnected from blogger needs googles blogspot is. I have been stuck at ad earnings of $37.16 for over 5 years on this nauseating site. Until today, i always felt that despite my thousands of written words spanning fiction, non-fiction, self help, opinions, politics and every subject I have still stayed at earnings of $37.16. There has been thousands of view from all over. yet, despite over 10 years of writing on this useless, piece of shit blog I cannot make any money. Someone at fucking google look at my blog and tell me why Ive been stuck at $37.16 in mone??? Thank you you obtuse assholes.

JUST ANOTHER SCHMUCK

I am just another guy sitting in my kitchen chair trying to figure out how to become a successful author. I just read David Baldacci's autobiography on this best selling all time successful author and he made writing seem so easy. He made it sound like good writing was just like telling an interesting story to a friend. I am a 74 year old guy who is retired and disinterested in almost everything I have been doing besides talking to my family of a bunch of kids and grandkids my dog and girlfriend. Writing seems like the one way I can justify an admittedly indulged existence because of the good fortune of a well endowed family and some business success. Otherwise, I feel very empty sitting out here in Florida far away from my roots in Chicago. I never saw the point in going to school so I ended up graduating last in my class in both grade school and high school and then got kicked out of 3 colleges and inducted into the army at the height of the Vietnam war. Being scared to death o...

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KICKED IN THE BALLS AND AFRAID TO FIGHT BACK

  First time I remember getting bullied was standing in line at the entrance of Jones School when I was 7 years old. It was the first day of school. A kid named Larry who was my size and age asked me if I'd ever been kicked in the balls. I said "what are balls?" He pounded his foot into my scrotum and I keeled over in pain. He, and a few other people stood over me asking if I was ok. I recovered and whined "yes, I'm ok". Larry said nothing. Groaning, I asked him why he kicked me and he said that he felt like it and why don't you do something anything about it? I was scared to death he would kick me again.   I was standing up again. "Well" he challenged.  .What are you going to do? I said " Nothing. Just leave me alone ". I was in the same class as Larry and I stayed as far away from him as I could https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/2819147375098537888/7688584191152785782?hl=en the whole semester. I was nervous all the time. When...

FISTFIGHT WITH A BULLY IN 1974 CHICAGO

 It was a Saturday night in Chicago back in 1974. I was 25. I was out to dinner with my fiancée Janice and another couple. There was a guy named Al with his girlfriend  I used to play racquetball with. I met him at the sports club in the building I lived in. This was at a time I was a total anxiety ridden mess because of a fear of getting married because I didn't feel like a real man who could protect my wife from harm. At that time, like now, I was constantly anxiety ridden with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD). I had this relentless feeling that I was not brave like my brother Joel always told me to be. It was all about physical courage. I had to now.  I had chickened out of so many fights and confrontations my entire life while trying to be like my idol Joel. I was athletic, smart,  kind of in the in crowd, but never the guy who was respected.  Joel was a matinee idol. When it was time to fight someone who was bullying me or others I backed out. In my grou...

OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER (OCD) DESTROYED MY BRAIN

                                        OCD HAS BLOWN UP MY BRAIN I am just another guy sitting in my kitchen chair trying to figure out how to become a successful author. I just read David Baldacci's autobiography on this best selling all time successful author and he made writing seem so easy. He made it sound like good writing was just like telling an interesting story to a friend. I am a 74 year old guy who is retired and disinterested in almost everything I have been doing besides talking to my family of a bunch of kids and grandkids my dog and girlfriend. Writing seems like the one way I can justify an admittedly indulged existence because of the good fortune of a well endowed family and some business success. Otherwise, I feel very empty sitting out here in Florida far away from my roots in Chicago. I never saw the point in going to school so I ended up graduating last in my class ...