Like a whisper no one heard...

The woman died and no one noticed.

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Hedviga Golik's body was discovered in her apartment in Croatia - she had been dead for 35 years - and no one missed her. Story here.

Unwed parents.

Angelina and Brad are pregnant.

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Do you think it's a sign of the feminizing of men to say "we" are pregnant when it is really just the woman who is? I was just wondering.

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Anyway, Angelina Jolie is expecting bastard twins. Yay! But why don't people get married anymore?

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Maybe they will start to do so again, now that gay people can. Gays are always out front with fashion and trend, and now that they want to get married, and can, maybe straight people will want to do it again too. Or maybe marriage is just gay?

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I don't know, what do you think Jennifer?

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Did I tell you my idea for a priest t-shirt? On the back it says, "Unwed Father" and on the front, "Catholic Priest". Great idea, don't you think? Whatever Father.

"Goes to church on Sunday...

But oh, oh, watch out on Monday."

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That is pretty much the screed of those who do not go to church but criticize their neighbors who do. There is an element of truth to it I suppose - although the devil likes to show people our faults. But I can do a pretty good job of showing off mine on my own without his help. That poor ol' devil gets blamed for a lot of stuff we do very well on our own.

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Anyway. Last night after working in the yard, I was really tired and crabby. I posted in that mood. So I took some of the posts down this morning. You didn't miss much. (Never post when angry, over-tired, sick, drunk, or on pain-killers.)

The meme no one asked for.

So here's the deal.

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Write whatever comes to your mind about yourself.

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That's it.

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It is called: Voices from the couch. (As in psychiatrist's couch - no, I've never been on one.)

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Start.

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1) So here's the deal, I feel burnt out on this blogging thing - as my mother would say, "I'm so sick of this blogging BS!" I don't mean to complain - and you see, that is just it - I have to be nice, and everyone knows snarky is more fun. Well, not really, which is why I stopped reading some blogs. Truth is, I don't know what to write about and it is spring and I have other projects - work on the house, in the yard, etc.. And I've wasted over two years blogging. That is pathetic. Do people realize we will be judged on every word we say - which includes writing?

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2) And face it - some days you just want to rip on people. But that is a mistake because deep down everyone is nice, good, what have you. If they are bitchy and mean it is because they hurt inside - something is off - so why go nuts on them? And if they are in error, they will come to realize it eventually, that's what hell is for.

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3) I love comedy - and I so want to share it with all of you - but so few want to see my favorite sitcom episodes from Youtube because everyone is so darn religious - which is good - don't get me wrong - but I'm older and a lot of stuff just doesn't bother me the way it does other younger men who get turned on by just about anything that walks. (Oh! Oh! That may be another reason they get so angry about stuff!)

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4) Sometimes when I'm at the store I want to pretend I'm insane and talk to strangers really loud with a big smiley face - and then laugh really hard. And like when I'm at the vegetable section - I want to rummage madly through the heads of lettuce laughing and singing and talking really loud, and then walk away totally serious, quiet and reserved. Wouldn't that be funny? And then, and then, I want to like dance by myself down the isle, like in Thriller. I don't though.

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5) Sometimes people are rude in the grocery store. I encounter many snobs there. No, I'm not intimidated - but I wish they weren't so snobby - for themselves - not me. I think it is fun to watch and listen to snobs - I used to be a big snob. Sometimes, if someone I thought was nobody said hello to me I'd turn and look the other way. Not so much because I thought I was better - altho I was cooler - but because I was afraid others would see me being nice to them. That was so mean.

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6) Which is why snobby people should avoid snobbism - someday they will realize they are big losers anyway. This is what sickness, getting old and ugly, depression, losing a job, or a house, or a spouse, and all the other bad things that happen to good people are for - to help us realize we are all really a bunch of losers. If these things don't work, then hell pretty much takes care of any miscommunication.

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My parents didn't like me -so sometimes when they got really angry with me, they would tell me they were going to disown me. In their mind, I'd be out of the will. We were poor! Wasn't that lame? So you see, snobs do not have to have money, position, status, or anything else to be snobs.

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Time is up! This session is over.

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(I tag anyone who likes stupid, crazy, silly humor - there are a few nut-jobs out there I'd like to hear from - so if you really do this - leave a comment so I can read what you wrote. Thanks Father.)

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Photo: Cathy of Alexandria preparing dinner - she fixes a mean roast.

Evolution Revolution

The Vatican newspaper had an article about it last week.

Bad Chimp

I can be such a jerk - much like the chimp in this video. My apologies.

The ban on Mother's Day...

In the United States, yesterday was Mother's Day.

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I want the celebration stopped. (I need a cause!) Yesterday I picketed outside of a Hallmark store, moved on to a Walgreen's, and then I finished picketing outside a garden center, with my "Stop Mother's Day" sign and brochures. Stop the waste of paper for cards. Stop exploiting garden plants for gifts - how many plants die needlessly for nothing? Stop alienating kids without moms. My mother died in 1982 and I have been an orphan ever since. The holiday is discriminatory and humiliating. Stop the insanity! (So many times my mom ended our phone conversations with, "I think we should have you committed!" And then she hung up. Subsequently, every Mother's Day I am reminded how much I miss her.)

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Next year we march onto the Cathedral! The slogan will be, "Run for an end to Mother's Day!"