Two Signs You're Not the One Who's Crazy

The Classic FAIL

I have been complicit in the publishing of many a page like this. But beyond the irony...  it's like we have to "fill" everything. We need to question the intention of leaving something blank? We get anxious:  What could be wrong here?? This doesn't seem good. Fill it with something and maybe no one will get upset. It's like always trying to look busy.




FAIL, But Every Bit Worth It

I took this photo from my seat on a Concord Trailways Coach, on the way to Boston Logan. What, praytell, is that supposed to mean? Maybe I'll know when I need to.

To the heights and the depths... OH well.

At least I still have the towel.

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FAIL

I guess I'll give up on this blog. I can't even get the tapu-tapu to not go over the photo of the tapu object. It's okay, though. I was never really into doing a blog. It was everyone else I know, suggesting it. They'd say, "You should write a blog." And I'd say, "I have no desire." And they'd say, "Yes, but that's the only thing you lack." Clearly they're wrong about that.