Last night I discovered I pissed off a friend with one of my recent posts. I won't mention which post, but if you frequent this blog, it shouldn't be too difficult to figure out. Be it known, that certainly wasn't my intention. It's just sometimes I'm compelled to express my feelings of frustration. It's a big reason I continue with this blog. Let's face it, I'm a pretty liberal guy, and when confronted with something that goes against my core beliefs, I vent. I could scream and yell (which I do on occasion), but this blog seems to be a more appropriate venue to do that, not only because it's less confrontational, but I can usually get some support from at least a few people here. But if it's any consolation to my friend (who incidentally I don't hold any animosity against because he doesn't believe how I do) this morning was not a good one. It started off by getting up late. So I was already in a rush when I decided to grease my left bic...
The ramblings of a mantle cell lymphoma and bypass surgery survivor, and then some