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I'm Writing Again and Here are Some Guidelines

So I was looking back throughout the history of my blog and realized how much it really helped keep me focused, keep things in perspective, and was a true stress reliever. This realization has made led me to the decision to give this baby a more concentrated effort. I am almost certain I will not be merely as funny, but the kids might be. The potty humor might be gone since I no longer see the crap of three other human beings on a regular basis, but the other things they do now can be amusing, frustrating, but mostly just down right hilarious.

I doubt at this point anyone even reads my blog anymore since I only posted once in a blue moon, but I feel it is necessary to include this warning before I get started again.

Important facts to know before reading this blog
  1. I cuss. Sometimes I cuss a lot. Sometimes I say offensive things. If you find this offensive, don't read my blog.
  2. I am full of opinions. They are my opinions and are in no way endorsed by anyone. You do not have to agree with me, you do not have to read my blog, and if you leave me some shitty mean-ass comment I will probably delete it. This is my blog and I can do what I want to.
  3. Some days I will be happy, some days I will be mad, some days I will be sad. I am a human being and my moods, life events, and opinions can change just as quickly as the Texas weather. This is my blog, I can do what I want to.
  4. If you are related and do not like me talking about you by name, that is understandable. You are more then welcome to shoot me an email and I will assign you an alias, but come on who are we kidding, we will know. I will also express my opinions. You may not like them. If you are sensitive and are do not like to read what I say, then do not read my blog. Do not come here and read what I write just to get yourself all worked up or to prove you have a reason to hate me and think I am mean. This is my blog, these are my opinions, and I will probably type anything and everything I feel like typing with little regard to others because I do not expect it to be read. If you do find it, read it, and don't like it....well don't read it. This is my blog.
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