I know whenever I say I have nothing to say, I expect to hear a choir of angels singing and rejoicing in the good news. And please don’t pay attention to the thunderous applause – certain people I know would just love to hear that a tree did fall in the forest and the noise that was heard was me saying, “Shit, that is going to leave a mark.”

So while I really don’t feel like talking about this, I have to write about it.

This one hurts.

I don’t expect life to throw roses petals at my feet as I make my way through my day. I expect to find myself in a foxhole or two with day old bread and cheap wine and I have come to not complain too much about it. There are people who don’t get any bread. And as a card carrying member of the Black Sheep Society, I have made my way in the world without too much help from anyone. Am I sounding a tad whiny? Well, I am not. I just expect life to stick its foot out at me. And I would not have it any other way. Why? Because I think that if I get to bear a lot of the unpleasantness of life while finding ways to work around the pain and grief and still be happy, then I say  bring it on. If I can be of service to people who feel that life sucks (and it does and you can still order the Life Sucks tee shirt for only $19.95. We’ll even deliver it.) then maybe I can make their lives a little less painful. Read More→