Sometimes you fail miserably to convey what was in your head. Some things are just bad ideas. That's how I feel this morning about my Barack Obama post from yesterday. In my head? Hilarious. In actuality? Strange and disappointing. Judging from the reactions I've gotten, both in comments and emails, it just seemed to annoy most people. I'm tempted to delete it, but I don't like to delete posts. It happened. Move on.
I was actually thinking of doing a whole series of Barack Obama posts, scattered around. Barack Obama teaches kids about the importance of oral hygiene. Barack Obama shows up to teach some campers how to start a fire with two sticks. I have a supernatural vision in which the floating heads of Jesus, Buddha and Barack Obama tell me how to work through a crisis. Barack Obama, the PSA of our times. I don't know. To me it seems funny, but that's just me.
Hey! Guess what? There's snow everywhere here in North Texas. I like it. It's quite a different look for the area. You know how kids love to run in the snow and have fun? Isn't it precious? It bugs the hell out of me, to be honest with you. I'm such an aesthete that I just wish they'd leave it alone so it would look pretty until it melts. I'm curmudgeonly, I guess.
Wow. I'm just going to stop. I hate this post so much. What the hell is wrong with me this morning?
Hello, friends. Sorry. I'll try to be better on Monday.
Love.
