Mind Bloggling

It's been a hoot ( pun unintended ) reading the various blogs. Just got through reading one. A 41 year old "stay-at-home-mom" who claims to be one of only two liberals in the state of Alabama. She cringed when reporting her moniker, but said she once worked in computers, made a lot of money and picked her boogers. Go figger, mon trigger.

All the blogs appear to have a liberal slant. Hoots-now who would figger-has his liberal agenda out there in the black whole of bloggerdom. The next Edward R. Murrow? We shall see.

Me, I'm content darning my sox in the nite when there's nobody there. What do I care? But, yeah I'd like to make the scene. Become world-famous. Be in demand. Get to guest host the Carson, er, Leno show. "I did not know that." And Ed saying, "Here's v.c...."

Or content just being a guest.

Jay: "Tonite one of our guests is the world-renowned blogger, v.c. from Golden Pond."

continues...."How'd you get your big break, v.c.?"

me: "Well, Jay, Hoots....

Interrupts....

Jay: "Not the Hoots that took Rather's place. The ultra-left winger that heads the Eye and who resuscitated the network's image?"

me: "Yeah, Jay. That Hoots. Exactly. Eye blogged, pictru blogged, he, she, it blogged and when I ran across the only two liberals in Alabama, well, the rest is history....

Letterman: "After the top ten list and stupid pet tricks, v.c. of bloggerdom fame will be our first guest. Do you like v.c., Paul?" ( Paul Shaefer )

Paul: "V.C's the bomb, Dave. You may now disembark the nite train. Farewell and adieu."

Letterman: "You do read v.c., eh, Paul?"

Paul: "His stuff is mind-bloggling. ( band plays "Sweet Home Alabama" as they head into a commercial break )

Dave throws a pencil through an imaginary pane of glass....

Barbara: "You were a manager at Piccadilly. You dealt with passive-aggressive team members, p.a. regional managers, and p.a. guests. You married Kitty, your one tru-luv. You toiled nites, weekends, and holidays. Your mentor was Bronco Billy and you worked with Cajunballsauvin. And yet you found the time to concoct a blog." ( Golden Pond )

me: "Ms. Walters, thank you for choosing me to be your last interview. You had your pick of the litter. Paul Newman, J Lo, Ben Affleck, Michael Moore, or Hoots at CBS and yet you chose me...."

Ah, bloggerdom. Like picking up rice in a church where a wedding has been. What does it mean? All the liberal bloggers. Where do they all come from? All the liberal bloggers. Where do they all belong? Farewell and adieu, v.c.

P.S. You may now disemabrk the nite train, allah Paul Shaefer. All abored!

P.S.S. Dyslexia, eh?