Momma is an 86 year old Baptist (but not THAT kind of Baptist) lady with a bad heart, a pure soul, and lifetime supply of making people mind their manners.  It’s going to be hard to get her through this election if we don’t review the rules.

The only permissible four letter words are hell, damn, and butt, giving you leeway to say “damnhellbutt” if the spirit moves you.  I can get away with sumbitch about once a month but more than that and Momma starts looking for the Lifebuoy soap.  I can say caca del toro only because Momma doesn’t speak Spanish.

You cannot tell Momma to look the other way and then cuss.  Her neck doesn’t work like that.

I really do have a real job that needs tending to from time to time.  Therefore, I don’t answer every email I get.  Momma says that is rude and she wants you to know that I wasn’t raised that way.  She’s right.  However, I can have a website or answer every email.  I pick website, because if I don’t vent a couple times a day, I’ll explode and make a helluva mess.

Also, if you send me a very good link, I might not use it right away.  I sit on some of them for a month before I think of an opinion.  I’m not ignoring you; I’m pondering.  Sometimes I ponder and come up with nada.  It’s happened to me since kindergarten, so instead of feeling bad about myself, I chose to believe there are places in my brain that are artistically empty.

The only reason I write this stuff is to read the comments, so comment, dammit.  For the most part, I ban Republicans.  There’s a good reason this.  Our local GOP has only 1 blogger and he’s anonymous, a boring human being, and living proof that there are more horses patooties than horses.  So, they want to come here and post anonymously.  Screw ‘um.