I sort of like my tag line “Shit I Write.” And I am proud if I actually spelled Inaugural correctly without looking it up.

Just so you know… in keeping with the theme of this blog, I will do precious little editing, not worry about images or grammar or spelling or format. This is just a brain dump. When I die, doctors can study it to determine the vagaries of the human brain. I often think that thoughts occur to me that don’t occur to others — not brilliant thoughts — not bizarre thoughts (as that implies insanity) — but more like odd wanderings. Like the relative without a filter.

For example, from time to time I think about stopping at a 4-way stop and waving the other driver to go first. When he drives through the intersection, I could accelerate and hit him. Not to hurt him, just to see his reaction.

Candid Camera was the best show ever. It got me started on thinking about these things. I owe it all to Alan Funt.