This is not my eye
I’m back. Older, fatter and yes, smarter.
Not a day has gone by that I haven’t imagined sitting here, as I am now, blasting the author of some ridiculous opinion, some hideously crafted article (complete with misleading headline and obviously incorrect data) or a random comment heard accidentally in a conversation of which I was not even a participant. To be perfectly frank, sometimes it all comes down to a stupid Facebook post. I am constantly writing a response. In my head.
I think of writing nearly all the time. Whether it is a response to the above mentioned events or some evolving thought of my own which, as I am driving or pushing my shopping cart or cooking a meal or otherwise trapped 
somewhere without a keyboard, develops and snowballs in my mind until I am nearly chewing my teeth into dust because- as I said- I am so often trapped without a keyboard. Or, I have a keyboard but I am somehow, inexplicably, adhering to the rules of survival and actually working. It’s an FML kind of thing. I want to write. All the time.
Unfortunately (depending on my perspective at any given second), I have to shop, cook, work and otherwise fulfill my obligations as a wife, mother, grandmother, daughter, friend, blah, blah, blah.. you know the deal. You have the same deal, if you are lucky. If you don’t have the same deal, you are either unlucky or smart (…depending on my perspective at any given second).
So, I’m back. I have several blogs and websites. I have not even added up my annual expense to maintain these sites. I don’t care. I need them.
It’s nearly midnight and because tomorrow I am booked solid with events that do not involve writing in any way, I have to go to bed. It will take me 30 minutes to get to sleep once I get there because I will be crafting my second post until I finally cark it for the day.
If I stay up and write, which is what I would rather do, my other events tomorrow will be attended with raw frustration and bitchiness. My second goal in life is to enjoy doing things that do not involve writing or wanting to write. It’s healthy. I need it. So I am going to bed.
In the words of the once revered and now scandalized ex-governor of California, I’ll be back. I promise me.
Per advice from about.me I’m adding my email address in case someone, for some reason, and I can’t think of any that wouldn’t be fairly odd, would like to contact me. If it’s a book deal, the answer is yes, I’m in. I’ll do it. Probably. If it’s about the book I’m working on and you’d like to help me edit/publish/market the book, please do send me an email @ thefatstaff@gmail.com (period).
BzirkWorld 
your pretty funny
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Thank you Sreejit.
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thank you for following my blog!
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You are so welcome. Your photos are just breathtaking. It is a nice little break to the day just scrolling thru the images. I’m impressed and jealous!
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I must say I do understand your me page; bloody hell, why does the clock do that when I’m writing? Can’t it just wait a mo? Anyways ta everso for the follow; muchly touched.
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So true about the clock. So many words…so little time. Thanks for the comments. I’ve enjoyed perusing your essays.
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I’m a Chatty Cathy, so when my partner and I are walking or sitting in a bus or any other time when I would normally be blabbing her ear off, and I go quiet for more than 3 minutes, she now asks, “Are you thinking about your blog?” – ashamed to say, yes, I usually am! Either a draft post I am working on, an idea that jumps to mind based on something I’ve just seen, how I could work random commentary into my blog (which really doesn’t have a ‘random commentary’ aspect to it)… and on and on. I so relate.
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It must be universal…writers think about writing…all the time. The worst is when I’m driving and realize my turn was five miles ago. Thanks for sharing a piece of yourself. I will spend this evening cruising your blog. Guessing we have some common areas.
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I also wanted to say that I really like your Gravatar. It is the reason I checked your blog in the first place. Is it your own creation?
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Yes, I drew it in the MS Paint. Thank you. 🙂
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Very interesting About me page I have found so far. You are sharp and witty and i’m loving this combination.
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Thank you so much…
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I’m in…always writing in my head. My favorite place is the shower…though, of course, if I am on a real rip and tear letter to the editor can leave me looking a bit prune like. But this happens to me pretty much anywhere as well…the kitchen, the garden,…the toilet. Doesn’t matter! Really enjoyed your humor…nice to meet you! Jo
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Thank you, I appreciate your comments and it is nice to meet another one. 🙂
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Hello miss , it’s your original SHERMAN friend from hang out i lost my account to someone .
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Hello my old friend Sherman. I hope this means you’ve found something more useful to do with your time.
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Found you via Dream Big, Dream Often. Had a mosey around and like what I see. Look forward to reading more of your work.
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Thank you. I appreciate your comments more than I should. I hope you like my work. It’s a reciprocal thrill. 🙂
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Hi
Thank you so much for finding my blog and liking a post. Hope you come back again soon
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