I had an experience over the weekend. Last week I posted something…a fairly private and sensitive subject regarding my daughter and her well-being. Now, previously, I had mentioned something on this blog that if you read the words of the Miguel el Toro blog, then keep it to yourself. Well, shame on me. I actually believed that people would do that. Worst of all, the blog was blabbed to Lovely by title and subject matter. It wasn’t that she didn’t know about what happened. She was right there when the whole thing happened that brought on the daughter-in-peril blog. I had just pulled a “good’un” and I didn’t think anything of how sensitive the subject matter was, but Lovely was much more in tune to the sensitivity of the entry.
So, point being this. You may hear about the Taurus. You may hear about cute things little bear does. I’m sure that you’ll hear about stuff I’m learning about from God (if He is speaking to me after this rant). But I won’t tell anything more than that. Why? Because some people can’t follow simple directions. They want to try to make friends. I can’t help people that are socially retarded. Suck it up, people.
As a result, my private crap will be saved for somewhere and someone else…not for you to pick through like damn vultures.
You may ask, “Is this blog entry pointed at someone particular?” My ultra-sarcastic response, “Wow!!! It looks like we have the next freakin’ nuclear scientist here!”