Don’t Squish the Fucking Bread

I am going to head out in a bit for a night of Karaoke, something I haven’t done for a long time so I’m really looking forward to that.  Not just because I love Karaoke, although I do.  People like me, who love to sing but are bad at it, have a legitimate excuse to get up on stage and let it all out, because raising your voice in song is a good thing, a sacred thing, it lets out the bad,  it raises your spirits, it gets you vibrating in synchronization with the universe.

Danielle Wolf and Daughters

Danielle Wolf and Daughters

No, it’s just good to get out, which  I almost never do any more, but Sam’s away at football camp and Helena and Izzy are in Slovakia with Helena’s mom, and cousin,  and Izzy’s cousin Natalie, so I’m free and it would be a shame not to take advantage of the opportunity to see some people face to face for a change.

To tell you the truth, I’ve become habituated to my facebook relationships, that’s how I order my day and, while it may be less personal, it’s easier.

So, a bit about the news of the day.  A woman in South Carolina got arrested in a supermarket because another shopper overheard her telling her kids to stop squishing the fucking bread.  The police later let her go.  A police spokesperson said “We realized after a while that it was a fucking stupid thing to arrest her for and we’re just going to fucking let her go before we become the fucking laughing stock of the fucking internet.”

The woman pointed out that she wasn’t even talking to her fucking kids, she told her fucking husband to stop squishing the fucking bread.

 

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