"Blabbing all over the internet," here's what it is, and what it isn't. Professional writers and

popular bloggers, please disregard this post ;) because, you do actual, statistical research - and that's why you have a wide readership.  i am just a cyber-sidestreet of a sidestreet blogger, and that just suits me fine. 

Blabbing on the net is, content where names are used, and proof is really sketchy, at best.  Blabbing is, barging onto blogs - including stephanie's 7th century Hungarian pottery blog-ring, and blabbing stuff that's well sort of related, but not really.  Congressman Joseph Snurd's latest antics isn't over a vase he received from a CEO, while a aboard some other CEO's yacht.  And anyway, the vase was made in Italy, during the mid 1950s.

i like coming here because i can express things, and if this blog attracts a few people who stop in every now and then...yay.  On another blog, written by someone who DOES research, the writer made a quip on one of his posts about having a single-digit readership.  He didn't care, he writes worthwhile things.  And if nobody else is interested, then nobody else is interested.  He posts on his blog, anyway.

There are places where, when you log on, sure your writing will be seen - for atleast a second or two - by alot more people and groups.  You may get enough hits to draw in advertisers - enough to pay your cyber-bill.  But there's a rope attached.  Your comings and goings are monitored even closer.

Popularity is a house of cards, in a house that needs weather stripping on its windows and doors.  Our nation's people are losing their freedom to express things that are not politically correct.  Like why health insurance is so dern expensive.   And then those real estate and related taxes are insssanne!  Yep, that's where it's coming from.

The preacher is serious about the Gospel. He isn't afraid to preach unpopular Scriptures.

Ya know, the ones about marriage - where the husband is head of the house, and the wife is the keeper at home.  Red-pillers, of course, would write him off as a "cuckservitive" - while turning positively green with envy at him.  Just look at his picture - someone yer glad to know is a Christian.  Uh, wouldn't want to get on his fighting side. 

The old preacher, oh somehow, has the time to read and seriously study the King James Bible, and preach three hour-long sermons a week - and they're either continuations of a topic, or a different scriptural topic.  Meanwhile, he works on his farm and does a related side business.  He's in his mid 60s, and can do more than way too many players half his age. 

He and his wife are long-time, first-time, married.  Yep, that doesn't sit well with the bitter pills.  They are darwinistic at heart, thinking they're alphas, mad at the world because their wife got fed up and split with whatever cash and prizes (if any).  And along comes some old farmer (with calloused hands and and an aching back - that doesn't stop him), with a wife who enjoys his company and appreciates his efforts. 

Yeah, may the real alpha stand up ;)

i'd be willing to bet, that if long comfortable, sensible, cotton dresses

were available, women would snap them up.  About 90% off all dresses are blends.  And, of course, around the 5th washing, you have something that you can't even use as a household rag.  Back in the 80s (raspy old voice) the coke-bottle fabric actually lasted 5 more washings, and some.  But even then, i began to notice, cotton was better.

The thing about wearing long dresses is, you don't need to buy skin suffocating leggings, and have three closets of shoes.  And, oh, at the risk of sounding Victorian, a cotton skip protects your dress from friction, perspiration.  A cotton dress will last several years.  And each year, the catalogs only offer a few - that's if they're in stock.

Having a few nice garments beats a closet full of recycled coke bottles that you can't recycle two months later when the thing is getting shabby.  Natural fabrics make better economic sense.  A closet full of duds that you don't really like - not after the 2nd or 3rd resting.  Leads to confusion.

You know your life is limited, when you find yourself looking forward what's being served in the work-place cafeteria.

Today, it's chicken cordem-blu.  Not sure of the spelling, but it's being served with little red potatoes and whatever green veggie.  It's going on 8 AM, and i am hungry already.  But i'll wait.  Have to budget ya know.  People can say what they will about smoking, but those cigs help to stifle the desire for food - which is why quitting leads to weight-gain.  No thanks.  Need to make do with the going threadbare wardrobe i have.

Meanwhile, over on shakedown street, 10% gross is just the minimum.

Oh, the missionary fund is extra.  Kay, a woman i had worked with, really needed to see a dentist - ew!  She was going on about having given her tithe (and yeah, that word makes me bristle ... over my cheese-crackers)  AND putting in extra for the missionary (or whatever other scam was going down).  Uh, that woman worked a full-time and a part-time job and yet was hard-pressed to meet the INSANNNEEE rent for her rather dingy apartment.  She doesn't smoke or drink, by the way. 

And, by the way, she ended up getting canned from the part-time...uh yeah, it's about mental exhaustion.  Funny (NOT!) how that works - about everyone i know who works two jobs, seems to manifest the "serving two masters" drama.  i'll bet ole shakedown tabernacle was leaning on that as well.

i'll bet, they only, at best, had sent a (croc) card, when she ended up several days in the hospital.  That happened like two or three days after getting canned (coincidence???  Doubt it!)   She had od'd on sleeping pills.  Yeah, she was out of her mind exhausted, and didn't want to go on.

Don't recall where the Scripture is, but in the Old Testament (i think) there's

somewhere that says to buy (non- alke) wine, bread and milk.  A preacher, over at sermonaudio, was saying that these three foods are enough for a person to get by okay.  i buy fruit juice (not that corn-suripy garbage) quality breads, real cheese, real butter and whole milk.  Don't eat much meat, too pricey.  i also buy fresh veges, sometimes cabbage - yeah, poor-people's food.  Four dollars for a head of cauliflower  - that's one meal.  Next year may put in a garden, but that calls for a load of top-soil, and then there's dragging a hose each day, and critters. 

Here at the safe place, where if anyone cares to read - those numbers, or lack thereof, are the Lord's call.

Anyway, read a disturbing post.  A woman was helping her mom - a woman about my age.  The old woman had been twice married, both were anti-husbands...and what else is news?   The daughter, evidently made good decisions in her matter$, had a decent job and such; but she and her husband had their own issues (mortgage, repairs, electric...) 

Well, in short, the so-called "church" was acting more anti-church.  They were leaning on the old lady, for that 10% right off the top.  Needless to say, the old woman was not able to meet basic expenses without the daughter's monthly help.  Mom worked in a shark-tank, not a good place for anybody, of any age.  Ya know, the usual evolutionary mind-set. 

That little church, on shakedown street, was doing a number on keeping the daughter in her atheist-decision - and robbing HER of her family's resources.  Ah the aroma of wolf-droppings.  (Details in the Book of Jude).  The article, forgot to ad, was a financial advice column.

The Lord's common grace at work:  the daughter was putting Mom's needs before her own, but was really rankled,  that the money she was able to give her mom, so she could meet her basic living expenses, was about 10% of Mom's gross monthly income.  Uh yeah, i'd be rankled too. 

Doesn't the Old Testament exhort families to meet their expenses, stay out of debt, and leave an inheritance?  Yep, the pulpiteers somehow leave that out.