Penpals – Special January 30, 2023

spwilcen

[Febenary 8th or 9th, I’m not sure which: Originally intended for late January. Got set aside for one reason or another. Probably good reasons, but I don’t remember. Cleaning electron house. Getting ready to knuckle down, buckle down, hit it, hit it, hit it!]

Gotta love a month with thirty-one days

Franz!  Followers!  Faithful correspondents!  All you other cretins out there, [consult with a medical professional [[or a shaman, your choice]] for possible thyroid problems] pay attention, too.

Lissen-up

Extending spwilcenwrites’ warranty, I do hereby affirm [that is something of a guarantee]: if you comment on a post [operative – a spwilcenwrites’ post], ahem, [pat, pan, or indifferent] I will make time to respond to your comments.  [Requisite: you actually, um, ah, comment.]  That in addition to appreciating your effort. We’ll become something of penpals.  That, Democrat and Republican franz, is how we learn. [Someone told me Independents are un-school-able. We disagree, which is par for the course, eh?]

Of course, that presupposes an open mind

I have one.  Do you?  Amazon may have some if you don’t.  Don’t skimp.  Get a good one. Don’t get one used or refurbished [factory reconditioned: the Maker has not done well with original equipment; repair facilities cannot hope to do any better].

I’m a writer

Or fancy myself so. And, nearing the call of ticket-taker for the last ride, genuinely desire to learn as much as I can before I board that midnight express. [Not reading material per se, but ideas and philosophies to ponder on the eternal journey.]

I’m on my second industrial strength Martini

So I’m wrapping this before festering thoughts erupt into a non-happy-happy rant.

To recapitulate

Comment, you silly fools.  If you think a post offensive, tell me. If you disagree, ball-up [if you declare “female,” get some Big Girl Panties, if binary-unspecific, may a god somewhere help you] and say so.  I’ll respond.  We can take turns driving each other insane [pissing each other off]; lookit: an opportunity to have something to look forward to [how dare he?] in your otherwise vanilla day.

Of course, I have ulterior motives

[Snicker.]  I’ll see where you’re from and what jerks your chain. Audience demographics. With only the slightest assist from a sub-par WierdPrest. [Another snicker. Or is that a “Buh-wha-ha-ha!”?].