Life Is Too Short
I have spent too much of my day discussing hate/hate mail with several bloggers. And not only on my blog. In my email and on other blogs. What is wrong with people. This past week there has been hatred hurled regarding my close friends, my wife, and me. My friends have been bombarded with hate mail,
Other bloggers have confessed to me in privacy that they have experienced the same. What the hell is wrong with people? My first journey through WordPress was a completely different experience.
HATER GO BACK TO FACEBOOK WHERE YOU BELONG. Me, my friends, and family, we are all about Love.
Now a few thoughts on my favorite subject – love.
I love my family and every loving memory of my mother.
I LOVE AND RESPECT All WOMEN because it is the way I choose to honor my long departed mother. (I play, flirt, and clown around, BUT I RESPECT ALL WOMEN). And the flirting is gong to STOP. Well, depend on the lady.
I love the Idiots who seriously think I am trying to get into all of the ladies skirts. Because if you really knew me, you would know there is nothing further from the truth. (And while my penis is truly amazing, it can’t reach my female bloggers).
I love pizza, lasagna, popcorn, and my New York Yankees.
I love the followers who stopped following me when I post photos of my wife or my dearest blogging friend.
I love and miss the friends I lost. I wish them all well.
I even love the people who hate me. Cause I understand your heart is filled with ignorance, jealousy, and pettiness.
I love that we are different because that makes you interesting. Makes me want to learn all about you and your world.
I love to see women in lingerie, stockings, & pantyhose. (It will always be my kryptonite). I love to paint toe nails.
I love music. Wouldn’t be able to blog or write without it.
I love poetry.
I love love (but you already know that).
I love life.
I pray for my dear friend Diane and my daughter’s mother.
I love and miss Leslie’s writing.
I love everything written by Nandita and Tosha. (Two amazing talented ladies). I have requested to read their grocery lists, but they just laugh at me.
To all my loyal followers
I love our conversations
I love your posts (sorry there is no heart button).
I love the way you accept my silly comments
I love you
If you want to hate me, knock yourself out. Please, don’t hurl hate at anyone who follows or comments or jokes with me. They don’t deserve it. I will gladly take all your hateful words and racial slurs, and smile.
(There is no room in my heart for hate. (No, I am not going anywhere. Just wanted to express my thoughts, feelings, and appreciation, and send the haters on their merry miserable way).