Idle Thoughts Of An Idle Mind

  I was thinking last night in my favorite place---------bed. A couple of ramblings came through what few brain cells I have left.

1. Scientists go wildly bonkers when they find bacterial life on Mars. In side a woman's body cells are considered a mass of tissue.

2. A dog is the only thing on earth that truly loves you more than it loves itself.

3. Sometimes I'll write a blog and think to myself, "That was darned good." Then I'll read a piece done by one of my very favorites, Glenn Beaton, and I laugh at my writing ability. Beaton is a former lawyer(wait--don't laugh) out of Denver. He moved to very toney Aspen, Colorado. Beaton loves the atmosphere but he hates the government of that community and it's snooty citizens. He detests them so much he was fired from his job at the local newspaper. Undeterred, he went rogue and is now national. If you want to read real writing go to his website. https://theaspenbeat.com/ 

My training is for writing is quite extensive. I get a pen or computer and begin writing. Sometimes, I proofread and sometimes I don't. That's it. Read Beaton. You'll like him. I get a kick out of the non-famous writers. A fella out of Kalispell, Montana is a dandy his name is Frank Miele.

There's a very powerful woman writer, Judy McLeod, who heads up the Canada Free Press. Don't think it's about how to fish for walleye because she's Canadian. She writes with an emphasis on the United States and is very conservative.

I like the non-descript writers; those unknown by the great unwashed. One thing they do is respond to letters. All three of these folks have written me back with personal notes. McCleod shared info on Dublin and how we had visited the same restaurants. Beaton invited me out to Aspen to dine. 

I've received a negative response from a writer. It's possible because I wrote them a negative note. In this case it was from Jennifer Rubin at the Washington Post. Her title is: conservative writer. Hah! She hates every aspect of Republicans, conservatism and that goes with it. Jennifer needs a lesson in good manners or a vacation from D.C.

Before his untimely demise a guy by the name of Ed Schultz wrote me two snarky emails back to back. Ed used to have show on MSNBC. He also lived the summers in Detroit Lakes, Minnesota about an hour and a half from our lake place. He was so nasty walleye knew better than bite on his hook. His notes to me were filled with more obscenities than I knew. He opened up a whole new world to me being well, you know, a venemous liberal. I reveled in his hatred. Ed died shortly thereafter; probably burst a cerebral blood vessel or two or three or a thousand.

So, from now on my correspondence is with those who won't throw acid in my face after met on the street. I met a man for lunch in Kansas City who wrote articles for the Canada Free Press. He suggested I submit an article to Judy McCleod. I told him I'd love to but proofreading isn't my bag.