Once Again, The Exemplar Of Masculinity Most Literal

     -I intentionally ignored the story yesterday.  Husbands cheat sometimes.  Wives cheat sometimes.  Families are torn apart every day.  When it happens to famous families it's easy to stand on the outside and judge and speculate and poke fun, but really, why bother?  For a cheap, sleazy thrill?  Pointless.  But now that pictures of Arnold's mistress were all over the internet today, I have to join the peanut gallery.

     Mr. Schwarzenegger isn't exactly a subtle guy is he?  From the time he swallowed his first tablespoon of Brewers' Yeast, he went one way, and rigidly adhered to that path of pure machismo.  Marry the prim and proper debutante, do other things with the voluptuous Latina.  It's pretty much the way every man thinks, but I suppose it's a matter of perspective whether Schwarzenegger should be commended or condemned for actually behaving that way.

     - I just had my last math class.  Very broken up about that.

     - How long is President Obama going to wait to intervene in the NFL labor dispute?  

     - I want to thank everyone for their kind words and support of this blog, but honestly I'm upset at the total dearth of vitriol and rancor on my comments page.  Maybe anyone prone to leaving an angry comment can sense the merciless self loathing in the writing and realizes there is nothing they can say to make me feel any lower.  Still, like the saying goes, "You're no one in this world until someone sends you an anonymous death threat." 

     - The last thing is the opening paragraph from my novel length manuscript A Better Place To Die.  Just felt like putting it on here.  If anyone wants to read more let me know in the comments or on Facebook.  Have a good night everyone.              


     It was still a while before sunrise.  Time here isn't measured the way it is on Earth, and the rabble get all bent out of shape when someone tries to convert it over, but between you and me, since this is my story, and you're the only one reading it, and Earth time is what we both know best,  it was somewhere around four AM.  Somewhere around four AM.  The time frame in which the most prolific chaos imaginable is perpetrated throughout the universe.  Traipsing through a dark and scary forest, I was engaged in a variety of  nonsense myself that morning.