Good morning Blogstrem!!!

Well, just got home kids, worked a half of a day today, and when I wasn’t busy moving office furniture around I had a few thoughts that don‘t really pertain to anything in particular, but I did find them rather interesting, see if any of this makes sense to you.

#1- Even on the darkest rainiest days if you wait around long enough, the sun will always be there to shine again.

#2- If you look around hard and long enough for trouble.. You will more than likely find it.

#3- The worst day you spend Blogging, is still better than your best day working.

#4- If you can’t think of something nice to say about people, try keeping your mouth shut.

#5- Sometimes it is best to remain silent and let people think that you’re a fool than to open your mouth and prove it to the world.

#6- A nuclear explosion could fuck up your whole weekend.

#7- Perfection is an illusion, to be flawed is to be human.

#8- If you spend all of your time being mean to other people, it would be wise to remember… Karma is part Piranha, and it will not only bite you on the ass, it will more than likely eat the whole thing.

Have a good one!…. Your bud… Scratch.

can anybody tell me where the chat room loading screen went??? I tried to get in this morning, and all that I saw was a gray screen with no place for your name or password. I tried again five minutes ago and it was the same thing? whats up with that??

It t’was a night of the deepest darkest sort, the moon hidden by the dark brooding storm clouds that would chase the light from view. Such a night as All Hallows Eve would stir Jack from his deep slumber, and t’was this night that he stirred to sounds that came to him through the darkness, sounds of a faint, whispers of a haunting, and as jack slowly moved to the doorway he peered there into the pitch black night into the heart of all darkness there, to find a flock of young souls who came to his stoop, lost, frightened by the very night that they sought to haunt. Jack peered from his stoop at the mass of lost souls, in the deepest, gruffest, scratchiest voice that he could muster, he posed to them a question. “Why do you come to the home of Jack little ones? come forward if you dare, come forward and tell Jack a tale. ” soon they came forward to Jack, in all forms and sizes, Ghosts, monsters witches and vampires alike came forward to the house of Jack. One spoke to him. “O wise and brave Jack! We are trying to reach the other side, but alas this moonlit night has failed us in our journey, we have no light to illuminate our path home, the people of this living world would surely shun us for certain and not offer us refuge nor safe passage to the other side, you O wise Jack are our only hope!” Jack laughs gruffly. “HO! Foolish little spirit! The dead surely have nothing to fear from the living, are you not their dearly departed? sons and daughters formerly of the living world? Most I think would help, some perhaps not, but most I think would give you aid in your journey home.” so Jack took out his lantern and lit up the path to lead them home, and on the way he would stop at the homes of the living and tell them the plight of the spirits.. And some.. Most but not all, would invite them to come to their own stoops, some, surely not all, but most would light their own lanterns to be left burning on their stoops to help Jack illuminate the path of the spirits so they could reach the other side. Some, certainly not all, but most, would even bear gifts for the spirits, those who would come bearing no malice for the living, would take these gifts and continue on their way. For each soul, living and passed alike would learn this lesson, that even in the darkest of nights, where the faintest of light yet flickers, there lives hope.

Happy Halloween Little ones… Scratch.

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I have been doing a fair amount of reflecting on the events of the last few weeks here on the blogstream, last night I was up until the wee hours of the morning struggling with the desire to deactivate every blog that I have here. I was giving serious thought to just saying screw it and moving on, but I couldn’t pull the plug on it just yet. It just seems as though one thing gets settled or at least dies down, and something else with equal negative appeal rears its ugly head. I haven’t enjoyed writing much in the last few weeks, and I haven’t enjoyed being here because of the negativity. Well as usual I thought about it, and came to the conclusion that there isn’t any place on the planet or the internet that is perfect, and for all of the bad shit that happens here, there is still a fair amount of good that still makes the Blogstream the place for me to be. So rather than leaving, I am staying right where I am with a few changes in habit. I will no longer allow myself to take anything that happens here personal. I will no longer allow myself to get caught up in the personal grievances of other people. I am not here to pass judgment on anyone, I am just here to write, so that will be my attempt. That is all that I can do. Keep my head down, write when the words come to me, Light my lantern, put it out on the stoop, and maybe it can shine through this darkness that has been around here lately. Raise the lantern and let there be light.

Scratch.