“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
Rodney Dangerfield and me… we just do not get any respect.
Señora and I were lying propped up in bed this morning, drinking coffee, doing our morning routine. I was reading the news on my phone and she was working New York Times puzzles on hers. We both had something to do, in different directions, at 0900.
Realizing suddenly that time was indeed flying, I said to her ever so sweetly, “We need to get out of bed, make it, and you need to hop in the shower. ”
“You need to stop barking at me,” came flying back to me from her side of the bed.
I gently reminded her, “I thought you liked it when men were forceful, commanding, taking charge of situations, their testosterone on full display?”
The jet fighter came in for another pass, this time letting loose its rockets, “Oh, blow it out your arse.”
It goes without saying that I made the bed by myself. I am just grateful she left me some hot water for my shower.
And so it goes.
Recently WordPress and Nextdoor came to some sort of agreement about allowing WordPress bloggers to automatically feed into Nextdoor.
I did it, not sure why. The only reason I am on Nextdoor is to occasionally sell items I do not want. On the whole I just find Nextdoor to be a bunch of whiny Millennial/Gen whatever they are, or overly paranoid citizens.
Anyway this post was flagged as unacceptable after someone complained. Only thing I can figure out is that arse offended someone. Perhaps ass would have been better.
Tis interesting though, I generally try to keep my post clean, but I get about 10% flagged… even if they are not political. Perhaps they do not want to degenerate into the swamp that is X former Twitter.