Once upon a time, back in the days when I was “rolling my own” blahg without the help of the wonderful WordPress blahgging platform, one of my entries was, in its entirety, “Grrr”. That’s right. That wasn’t even the title. I didn’t have titles back then. I edited an html file every day to add a new blahg entry. It’s okay, html is easy for me. I’ve been using it since 1998 or thereabouts, back in the Wild Wild West days of the World Wide Web. W⁶? I appreciate WordPress greatly and even more, I appreciate “my” web server guy, who does the blasted WordPress upgrades *for* me. But I still do my editing in WordPress html mode and my old-school slide shows are hand coded, baby! Cheap, dirty, and ugly but sometimes that’s all you need to get you through the night.

Anyway, I can’t find the “Grrr” entry in my archives. It involved some stressful events that occurred during an early morning departure from the Landfill to [Sault Ste.] Siberia. I don’t remember exactly what happened but someone (I won’t say who) was acting a lot like his father. Or maybe he was acting like my father. Either way, it was not fun. So, I posted my “Grrr” entry and the next time I looked at my email (I didn’t have a “comment page” in that roll-yer-own blahg) the Marquis had sent a message stating very clearly that “Grrr” was NOT a “proper” blahg entry. Say what? Obviously, the Marquis had not been at the Landfill that morning!

Anyway, I actually had a *good* day today. Productive and the whole nine yards. But I was grumpy. I was grumpy because I was taaarrrred of communicating with other people. I don’t mean the people I work with. Work was fine today. Just people in general throughout all the years of my life. So often, I feel like people think I don’t have a working brain. They tell me the same blasted stories over and over again. Or I make an off-hand comment about a small problem I have that I am already figuring out solutions for and they jump in to offer all kinds of overwhelming irrelevant suggestions. Or they ask me questions and don’t listen to the answers. Or I make an off-hand, rather sloppy comment about something trivial and they correct me!!!!! Or they tell me, repeatedly, how to do something that I already know how to do. Occasionally, it’s something I even have *expertise* in. Maybe even more expertise than they do. What? Little ol’ baggy ol’ me? Expertise in something? Naw, that baggy ol’ bag wouldn’t know anything about that. Kee-reist!

I think I had more to say but that is probably enough for now. And I don’t always feel like this. It was just bothering me today. And I probably do this stuff too… If I have done it to you, I apologize. Sigh. G’night.

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