When A Divorced Lady Tries To Ignore You

My phone is generally set to silence calls I don’t recognize but sometimes I take it off because I am expecting a call from a number not in my phonebook.

I don’t always remember to reactivate the block immediately so there are some calls that get through. I meant to highlight this in the previous post but got distracted and forgot to do so.

But I didn’t forget the fun I shared in When A Divorced Lady Loves You and decided to try it again with a variation of the initial tale about having been a songwriter for Johnny Cash.

This time when they asked me to name some of the songs I wrote I started with When A Divorced Lady Tries To Ignore You and then moved to “You Kissed Me First” and “You’re Gonna Miss Me If I Disappear In A Tornado.”

They claimed to know “You Kissed Me First” and asked me where it got the most play and I said “in the bedroom of course.”

“No, I mean, what station played it the most,” they asked.

I almost said WKRP but figured that might be too obvious and went with “KDOG, where the music is doggone good.”

They tried to tell me they were familiar with the station and said something about looking up my music later and then asked for a donation.

I told them I gave at the office and then hung up. The phone rang again a few dozen more times which made me wonder how good the blocking is if these guys keep getting through.

Too Blind Or Too Dumb

My friend Mitch says he left a comment on No One Cares If You Live Or Die but I can’t find it, not sure if it was swallowed by the blog or what.

I prefer thinking about that as opposed to some of the profoundly ignorant comments I have read on a multitude of topics.

Told someone who was making fun of Gus Walz they had the intelligence of a hamster and the empathy of a sponge.

Went after some people who came at me about the convicted felon and twice impeached loser in a couple of places. Was kind of surprised SQ said nothing about it but then again that is ok because you look at some supporters and wonder if they are too blind or too dumb.

I have engaged less with many of these people because it is a waste of my time to discuss things with those who are intellectually dishonest and blind.

It has been a while since I used the term magical thinking but I have broken it out a few times with people who say they are going to vote for 45 because they think he is better for Jews and Israel.

They bother me slightly less than others because I can follow their fear based illogical conclusion that a grifter who will say anything might be better.

Why?

Because since 10/7 of last year we have seen a huge upswing in antisemitism and gaslighting by the aforementioned Jew haters.

What happened on many college campuses was atrocious and unbelievable to me. I spent way too much time wondering why our universities were so quick to protect others and so reluctant to protect us.

I listened to the lies about a non existent genocide and saw the protesters who carry flags belonging to terrorist organizations.

Fear can make people act foolishly and I do my best to set mine aside to make rational decisions.

I have no reason to trust the aforementioned loser especially when he can’t distinguish between Hamas and Hezbollah nor acknowledge the vice-president isn’t why 10/7 happened.

If he wanted to engage in an honest, facts based analysis of the situation I’d say I agree with multiple experts that we haven’t had a coherent policy on Iran in quite some time.

That includes his time in office.

If I was going to dig into this I might tell you I think former P.M. Naftali Bennett’s description of Iran as being the hea of the octopus is accurate.

I’d say he is correct in that allowing the head to operate without consequences has probably been a mistake because they are happy to let Hamas, Hezbollah and Houthi terrorists die.

But I am not here to get into foreign policy discussions other than to say a man who is famous for ignoring intelligence briefings and operating based upon his demented ideas isn’t who I want as Commander-in-Chief.

So I have made a point to try not to engage in discussions with these people because they are too blind or too dumb.

Random Dates

I found a series of random dates in a notebook I got rid of. Can’t tell you what I intended to do with February 8, 1970 but I know it is Alonzo Mourning’s birthday and that Venus by Shocking Blue was the top song in the US.

Suppose I could walk around muttering something about a goddess on a mountain top or point at random women and say “she’s got it” but that would probably make people wonder if I am crazy.

We already know I am still crazy after all these years but not the kind of crazy that pointing and muttering would suggest.

Side note, I once asked a woman in college to go out on a random date with me. I don’t remember precisely why it was supposed to be a random date and probably wouldn’t remember it all if her name wasn’t Mary.

I didn’t know many women who were my age that were named Mary. A couple of the guys said they thought I had a good chance with a Catholic girl because they understood guilt like us tribesman.

Given that we never did make it on an actual date the chances clearly weren’t that good. I can’t tell you why it never happened because I don’t remember.

If she really liked me she would have made time or if I really liked her I would have made time or so it seems to me now.

And there you have five minutes of reading you’ll never get back. Happy Friday to you, I am off to see what other kind of mischief I can get into.