It's now official. I am going to spend time playing with this blog thing. [no Max, it's not like tennis, you don't bat blogs back and forth over a fence. People use it like a diary, or to rant. Excuse me? Oh, a rant means to complain about things, like 'Why can't I get plaid in stripes', or 'I voted for Lassie, why didn't she take office?']
Sorry for the interruption. Max is an imaginary friend who only understands things that are written. Now, where were we? Oh yeah, I was talking about this blog thing. Now ain't that a funny word, 'blog'. What does it stand for, I wonder? Basket log? Barbeque log? Beer log? no, that would be Beer keg. Aren't these $%%^%# computer terms just the cutest little ole thang? We can even link them. I can just picture that, a virtual link of words like cyber sausage.
Now, to answer the age old question. Ok, it came up yesterday but that was an age, wasn't it? I'll be cyber digging for markets for childrens stories. I know, I can't use the %#@$#^ part, but the rest is pretty clean. Of course when the parents read some of the silly stuff they might be $#%^& me.
I would have put a link in there but I had some cyber eggs and needed a cyber sausage to go with it. I'll pick up some more for next time. Maybe next time I can try to write something a bit more serious. We'll see.