Somewhere to play.

Lemonade

Someone or something woke me, again!

I think it is both.

Rambling on in the IM-scroll room; about it being 1.55am, I have a severe case of writer's block, and a short short would be so nice to do now.

Instead, I wait for a game to appear, follow the slow flow of chat, maybe throw in a remark or comment on something.

And think!

Now to think, is a great thing; quick and easy, this thinking thing ... there, a few more thoughts passed by ~ off into the realms of netherland, never to be seen or heard of again.

I could write on the day past, and it would make little sense, unless it was done; well, clear, concise, the why it should be.

Instead - a few cryptic clues again.

Rights:

On a previous blog, a comment about voting was made by me.

In my world, voting has always been a given, to 'yae or nae', not an issue, yet ~ not every one had it.

Politics aside, and giving it some serious thought, sometimes a 'given' is not seen clearly by some.
There I plead guilty.
I am some - I lived under a rock, no - a boulder of what ?
A good word is needed here; thinks, again!

Indifference, nope - stupidity, this covers so much; maybe.
Ignorance, it was not, as reading about all these things is part of every day life.
Lets go with stupidity, being a stubborn ass, sticking my head in the ground as does the ostrich - let this pass me by!

Then someone walked by, and kicked my ass.
Now nobody kicks my donkey, or ass, or whatever one may call it.
It hurts, my ego will not allow this, and I think.

I really should do something about this situation.

Let's procrastinate a while, and think on it, maybe later ...

to be cont. maybe ~

Oh, about the lemonade, when it rains lemonade, some thing is wrong, it may be because the angels found a heap of lemons or ...

Heaven forbid, acid rain.