Monday, 5 November 2013 - You know my Good Ole' Mom now that I am too large for her slap in the face when she is walking past me in the house unless I am bent over working at something then she can just give me a boot in the face, what she likes to say is "Maxwell, it is really such a shame if you were just completely different you might not be such a total failure".
Does cash make you blogging laggards think of anything just by the way. Like sending a certain
Maxwell is not my name I am Max Money. She tells me she is
nice to me compared to her mother. Oh brother. I will tell you what that
is not saying very much. I only met her Ma once because she does not
like children. At all. I try always to remember to be grateful whether I
am blogging or I have to do my chores cleaning out the, oh never mind,
and especially that she was not my Ma. I am sure I would be doing
lifetime without parole like that old "Johnny Cash" listenin' to them
lonesome train whistles goin' by down to San Antone.
someone a dollar. Ring a bell? Like you just been clobbered good and you are lying on the mat in the ring trying not to let the lights do the spins. Like "Ding" you lose. Well I just would like to say because I am sure everyone is wondering how Yours Truly did down there at the post office. It is about almost a half hour walk now that they shut down the other three that were closer and the library, too. Shoot I better take me another walk and just make sure they did not close the fire station when they closed the hospital next door and the school down the street.
Least we still got Bingo! and now best of all blogging, too. Anyway the story about the money is not so bad thank you very much those of you believe in me and in our blogging but have no money. That is okay. At first I was rather down when I went to General Delivery but then Mel my friend the clerk told me I did not have any one dollar bills when they had the dogs chew apart the mail out back for drugs, but I also did not have any bills like the kind you are supposed to pay.
Well where are they I asked because it was unlikely that all twnety-five or thirty of them come every couple weeks, and next thing what do you know you have not got a single one, almost anyway. But Mel he told me they had to send them "Retrurn to Sender" new postal regulation that I have to pay for "General Delivery" service now. You know it is part of this "Forever" thing. Like the Post Office. Yeah right well at least enough money to pay our mail lady until "forever" next payday. So now I am without a p.o. box.
Anyway as usual I guess it is like my Mom said to me."Who is going to pay you a dollar when you have not even kept up with that one blug asking for a dollar? Why do you just go and pick the one you are not even working on?" I knew. Because she must have told me a thousand times since I could remember. "Maxwell thing about you that just make me cry myself to sleep at night is you WANT to fail." All I could say is what I always did. "Well least I succeeded at what I wanted."
Do not let this get you down, bloggers, you must learn to take the bad with the good. Now if you are still on board you just keep on blogging along with me. You may want to throw in the towel some day, but I am telling you every single one of you has as much to say as me. Maybe it just does take me a little longer, not such a good thing unless they pay by the word, though. And as my Grandpa used to say before my Grandma accidentally killed him with a skillet, "This too shall pass". "
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