Some signs bring the worst out in readers or perhaps the best?
Tag: <span>Smart Ass Tuesday</span>
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One of our neighbors close by is obsessed with his yard. It is spotless. No weeds could survive the constant care and attention given by the owner. The flowers, the grass, everything is perfect -perhaps too perfect.

The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death! What’s that, a bonus?

I remember school well. The feeling of panic when the teacher surprised us with an unexpected test. It didn’t happen often, but once or twice I was unprepared and I remember it well.

“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child,” he began, “especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?”
“They go to hell,” was my ready and orthodox answer.

Some slogans and signs are just asking for IT and I can understand my fellow smart asses, who just can’t help themselves.

I was searching for a new vacuum cleaner, my old one had finally died, after years of abuse in my workroom. I was searching online, hoped to find a new cheap, upright-suction-wonder machine that would help me to shrink the cushion inserts.

My blog has been all over the place lately and sadly, that’s exactly how I like it. So much is on my mind. One day it’s a photograph or a quote that I love, the next day I bitch about politics or praise a book.

You have to love this guy, don’t you think?
