You Can Call Me Keith
MY RECENT POSTS
- Santorum is Jesus.
February 28, 2012 07:41PM - A Day Cavorting in the Woods
with a HOT Blonde
January 07, 2012 06:56PM - The Winning Lottery
Ticket-UPDATED
August 20, 2010 02:38PM - $115 Million Dollars - 7
Deadly Sins
May 17, 2010 07:27PM - OPEN CALL: What will they
think of us in 50 years
May 14, 2010 06:58PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “The fundies fraudulent??
How could they? Never! Oh,
wait . .
. .
'Jews
for Jesus…”
May 21, 2013 12:08PM - “Any and all assaults on
the 'traditional values'
espoused by
the GOP have my
full…”
May 20, 2013 03:38PM - “Arthur, you come across
as being completely out of
touch with
reality. Lying is
i…”
May 11, 2013 03:05PM - “I hope you are improving
and have the pain under
control.
Stay out of hospitals
!…”
April 30, 2013 01:06PM - “I believe it is going to
follower her. She needs her
panties
back. Really
liking…”
April 19, 2013 08:05PM
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Santorum is Jesus.
The following is a portion of a back and forth on facebook this afternoon on a post concerning Santorum. Apparently some on the right consider Santorum to be Jesus. I'm Keith. I really do not know Thomas, nor do I want to know Thomas.
Keith: Thomas, being truly socialist would… Read full post »
A Day Cavorting in the Woods with a HOT Blonde
Okay, so I used the old title ploy to sucker you into reading. Well, it worked didn't it? I was in the woods. I was cavorting. I was with a hot blonde. Sue me.
The daughter is home from school and this is the second trip we've taken to Lake Mineral… Read full post »
The Winning Lottery Ticket-UPDATED
UPDATE:
Now we know why I don't post much. The lottery I won was becoming my daughters father. Many have read this and thought I was being literal about winning a lottery. Nope. Figurative. No 'real' lottery ever won here. My daughter is far better than all the lucre in the… Read full post »
$115 Million Dollars - 7 Deadly Sins
The First Baptist Church in Dallas has some ambitious plans. And I must confess, said plans make me sick to my stomach. I was raised in a fundamentalist Christian denomination. I've since seen the light, so to speak, and have nothing to do with organized 'religion', - for the most part… Read full post »
OPEN CALL: What will they think of us in 50 years
My new friend, Mary Ann Sorrentino recently posted a collection of old ads that clearly pointed out some of the changes that have occurred in our societal attitudes towards women. I was quite struck by the post and it lead me to wonder, what are we doing now, what beliefs to… Read full post »
Let . . .
Let the music swirl, beat, pierce me and set the emotions free, like the bursting of an over filled wine skin.
Let the drink slip down my throat, find my viens and, even if just for a moment, extinguish the pain.
Let the courts make their orders.
Let the posers scratch… Read full post »
Getting up to date on my Dad
When me and my brother both left the house on the same day in August 1976, a new phase began for Dad. The story says he shut both our doors, would not look at or go in our bedrooms. Supposedly cried for a week. I had no clue. He was always… Read full post »
On My Dad and Alzheimers Disease, Part II
After the arrival of me and my older brother (I suspect said sibling will be the subject of a future post), Dad struggled a bit in finding work that he was passionate about and felt he could stay with long term. He variously sold insurance, worked for a vending machine company, sold… Read full post »
On My Dad and Alzeimer's Disease, Part I.
He was always one of those self-starting, self-directed, fiercely independent types. His gestation was the driving force behind the marriage of his parents. He wasn't a bastard child, but in the end, he was treated like one. He left home at age 15 to ride the circuit of the small horse race… Read full post »
Banning words: let's not
I was listening to the radio on the way to work this morning. Apparently some groups want to ban the use of the word obese, especially when used in relation to the youth of our nation. The word is not the problem. It is a valid, descriptive term. Regrettably, I too… Read full post »

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