So, here I am in my office in AZ on a spectacular day, trying to write something for my blog, since nothing has been offered in the previous five days. Just in the last two hours, I have scanned the Kankakee Daily Journal and the Chicago Tribune, read a couple magazine articles, updated myself on the NFL draft, finished the epilogue in a book by my favorite author, Greg Isles, and made a few posts to Face Book. In all that time, not a word has been written, nor a coherent interesting thought has passed through my noggin’ for this blog.
All this time, I could have been sitting in the pool or out riding my motorcycle and looking at the local mountainous scenery or the desert, which is in full bloom and causing havoc with the noses of about half the residents, including my snotlocker. But the weather is the reason I am here instead of Illinois. So here I sit, looking at the computer screen, and ponder…
Given the never-ending feud over the lack of a budget and red ink in Springfield, which everyone thinks is purely political, I thought about writing and placing the blame where it clearly belongs, in the inbound basket of Speaker Mike Madigan. (My thoughts scream out, “The battle is not political, folks – there are no true Conservatives in Springfield, so if it was indeed a political fight, there would need to be an opponent.”) (A blog for another day?) But, as I own a business, it was then that I recalled a famous quote by Mark Twain…” Never miss an opportunity to shut up!” So enough said.
Since Tax Day is only recently behind us, I considered criticizing the IRS, including matters such as needed reform, unreasonable tax rates, Lois Lerner the Fifth and her boss, Lyin’ John Koskenin. But then…see Mark Twain’s remarks above.
Perhaps another memo about how beautiful it is here in the Valley of the Sun, but then I recalled most of my readers are back in Illinois where it is in the 40’s and rainy. That made my knees hurt just thinking about it, so…never mind.
Our son, Zach has a birthday coming up and we will see him this weekend. (He resides in Las Vegas, NV) I could have extolled you all about how we personally have the most wonderful son ever put on the planet, but then when I recalled that he is the youngest of our four children and will be 26 years old, and the mothers of my two grandsons would heatedly disagree, and well...I kind of started getting depressed about my impending age, so let’s not go there.
I suppose raving about the fact that my recent self-induced boycott of Starbucks drove Howard Schultz to his knees and caused him to step down as CEO, replaced by Kevin Johnson on April 3rd. Then I read how much money Howard the Liberal was rewarded on the way out, and that this is not the first time he has stepped down, so my enthusiasm waned quite a bit. I’m starting to think the boycott hurt me more than Howard. Fogetabouit!
One of the articles I perused concerned my secret admirer, Andrea Tantaros, author and formerly hot commentator on Fox News. You see, Andrea has been chasing me for years, but thus far I have successfully held her off, just as Dawn has with both Tom Selleck and Mark Wahlberg. Maybe that article would produce a worthy rant today. But, Andrea, if you are reading this, I have to say I found the Esquire magazine piece disappointing considering your rather pious attitude towards having worked at Fox, which catapulted your fame and made you quite a bit of money. And even more coinage if your $49 million law suit is successful. It appears you do in fact have a price for your exhibitionism, babe, and may not possess quite the Conservative values as you originally presented. But when I thought about delving deeper and shooting my mouth off about it, I had a second thought. This might just become a battle between what men think as compared to how women deliberate, and that’s probably a fight I can’t win, given that I have a wife, three daughters, four granddaughters, and a mom…so we won’t go there either.
I guess my point to all this is, once you have this writing bug, it stays with you all the time and you can’t shake it. It has figuratively eaten on me most of the week while I enjoy Arizona. Once you take on a blog, you can’t just stop it either because it will be difficult to get the mojo going again. (I know about this mojo thing going all the way back to my exercise regime.) And besides, if I don’t keep this up, how am I ever going to get my own column in the Kankakee Daily Journal or be in line to take the token Conservative voice at the Chicago Tribune should John Kass ever decide to retire? Or to be a guest on Tucker Carlson?
Sorry, folks, Arizona is just taking it out of me this week. Perhaps after this weekend I will be able to come up with something more substantial.