All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views |
859 (including private) entries: 189 entries with the word “love” 0 entries with the word “hate” Rando search on a whim, 4.12.25 Two blogs: 1313 entries, 278 entries with ‘love’, 0 ‘hate’. This was not by design, but dislike for a word I prefer not utter. I’ve had more than enough. Frankly, should be twice as as much love. What’s holding me back? Search engine failed…we have hate…even haterade…let this be a lesson in trusting your sources and spreading falsities. ————————————————————————- Obshchak Some torn to the ground ▼ Read here some old blog entries... ![]() Brian K Compton ![]() ![]() ![]() Short answer, mostly relatable. |
Part 1: "Note: Western Wednesday
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Golly..." Answer: Corrupt tumble weed town met by a traveling agnostic preacher asking what’s the frequency? The Dan Rather attack in 1986 is a riddled mystery that lead to a pertinent R.E.M. song that can become a setting for a Western. ‘We don’t cotton to your sorts in these parts’ is basic. Western themes can deeply explore morality, amid corruption, with travelers as mysterious as aliens from outer space (yet knowable on a personal level), and settlers just trying to live the dream on 40 acres (struggling without that common sense rifleman and his son around). Natives have a right to be angry. Trail of tears is a travesty. Casinos and destruction of an indigenous people and their culture in trade for pearls and gamblers’ paradise would make me seethe, too. My character will fly in a hot air balloon from town to town, a jovial sort who likes a good root beer or sarsaparilla. He’ll tell you what you want to hear, whether you’re manipulative or oblivious. No one size fits all. I have some cumulus to check out. Children: keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for those stars - B. Casey Furball. Better now. *Continues to lick fur* ![]() ![]() T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ I’m making everything private or public here now?? ![]() Irony gets the iron, with starch. Careful not to wrinkle. |