Rinse, Lather, Repeat

Please note that none of the essays you will read here on this site are my original ones, nor are they even my second round of sanitized humor. All posts appearing here on this site are at least 3rd Generation revisions. Many took numerous revisions in order to be ready for prime time. Smile.

In other words, even though I have a ‘wicked’ sense of humor [as we say here in Boston] I have exercised a great deal of restraint so as to not be so candid that dangerous levels of radiation surge from the display when posts are viewed. As a result of repeated heavy editing, you can relax and read at your leisure. No longer is there a need to apply  your sun bonnet, SFP 50 sunscreen and dark glasses. I have gone to extraordinary lengths to clean things up, purposely and thoughtfully removing the brutal [but truth-based] sarcasm that underpinned the original works.

Good For Something

Perhaps you have experienced your own Dark Night Of The Soul at some point in your life. Maybe you [or someone you know] has at one time become locked into in a dance macabre with a devil of your own making. Perhaps, like me, you encountered a cohort of flying monkeys barraging you from all sides at once.

Maybe, like me, you’ve been faced with the bitter heartbreak of realizing that your husband, wife, or significant other was nothing at all like the Romeo or Juliet you had them imagined them to be in your mind. If so, you have my deepest empathy.

The Big Dig

Maybe you too, have had to shovel your way through a bucket full of crazy trying to find the truth—only to find nothing but polished and buffed excrement at the bottom. Bummer. Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. So if you like humor, stick around. Perhaps me lampooning my personal experiences will provide you with some much needed comic relief.

And hey, if nothing else, you may leave this site feeling better saying, “Well, at least I’ve not been as stupid as that woman was!’ LOL.