Not much posting. As E @ L, points out, some of it is due to "too much time on Famebook." But most of it is due the fact, that while I have a lot of ideas, I have little desire to write them down.
Maybe I am just depressed. After all, there is a lot to be depressed about.
A sizeable number of stupid people think Donald Trump is fit to be President.
People are defending Megyn Kelly as a "responsible journalist" ( Trump is right on that one. "We have already established what you are, Madam, now we are just negotiating over price).
The other 16 members of the clown car are just as bad.
It could be because I desperately need some of this:
Or because I have not traveled in 4 weeks.
But take heart, I did not forget women's equality day. ( Which was yesterday)
No sir, I remembered it.
Just as I remembered it was National Dog Day:
But none of that helps with my writers bloc. Perhaps the urge is dying? Perish the thought!