Please....be a little selfish

This morning I was listening to the Russ Parr Morning Show on my way to work, and the People Poll Question was about women who use their children to blackmail and manipulate men. Specifically, it was about a guy who had written in because after 3 years of being broken up, the mother of his daughter stopped letting him visit his child as soon as he started dating again, despite the fact that she'd had numerous boyfriends (whom she'd also brought around the child). This is a subject that incenses me to no end (or as Peter Griffin would say, it really grinds my gears).... women who use their children...

Organic posts.... good for the soul

So yea, haven't posted in awhile..... I think perhaps because I'm out of the dating game right now so there are fewer adventures to report on. Yet, there are still Adventures in Divorce that go on daily, so I'll try to give a lil recap of the recent events, or at least just write something.(Ok so yea, I've been drinking just a helluva lot a lil, and it's 3am, and I'm just getting in, and I'm hungry, but there's nothing worthwhile to eat, and so this may just be stream of consciousness which is the MOST fun of all the blog posts, trust.....)So here's the latest thing going on.... I've planned...

Marriage......what's the point?

Ahhh.... the seasons are changing, the weather is getting warm, newness is abound, which means one thing...... wedding season is upon us. Ok, so it means more than just that one thing (inter alia the one year anniversary of Le Divorce) , but it *is* wedding season. Thus far I've received invitations to attend two weddings and despite the demise of my own marriage, I'm actually looking forward to attending.Yes, despite my experiences with failed marriage, my first hand witnessing of marital tomfoolery, my Adventures in Divorce, and my previous...

Maybe.....

Zen Koan titled “Maybe”.(A Koan is a story, dialogue, question, or statement in the history and lore of Zen Buddhism.)A farmer’s horse ran away. His neighbors gathered upon hearing the news and said sympathetically, “That’s such bad luck.”“Maybe,” the farmer replied.The horse returned on his own the next morning, and brought seven wild horses with it. “Look how many more horses you have now,” the neighbors exclaimed. “How lucky!”“Maybe,” the farmer replied.The next day, the farmer’s son attempted to ride one of the wild horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. “How awful,” the neighbors said. “It...