I'm on the Internet the other day, scanning the headlines on AOL or Yahoo, when I see something to the effect of "You won't believe what Paula Deen was eating!" Sometimes it's so hard to be a proud American. Is this where we're at right now? From the day my momma's egg was fertilized until the day they close the casket, I will never give a damn about what somebody was eating. Yes, there are exceptions (see "Dahmer, Jeffrey) but this ain't one of 'em. If Paula Deen wants to off herself one stick of butter at a time, it's her right...and her business. The world will not implode if we allow a "slow news day" to be a "no news day." For God's sake, let the woman eat her hamburger in peace, or the next time you bite into something hard, it might be a web cam.
About Me
- Life is Heald
- Naples, Florida
- I like to laugh. If you don't, please hit whatever button escorts you from the premises immediately. I write a humor column for the Naples Daily News called, get this, "Life is Heald." It's about life as we all see it, just from a pair of rose-colored glasses that need cleaning. I tell stories, I rant about things that drive us all to the point of filling out a gun permit, I make fun of you and I make fun of me. If I can't use it in the column for whatever reason, it ends up here. Sometimes, you'll need to read the column to know what I'm writing about, but often the posts are just random, drive-by thoughts that entered my brain and exited my fingers. Just a flesh wound, so don't go dialing 911 about anything you read here. This is not one of those blogs that will tell you how many prunes it took to jump start my last bowel movement or what grade the kid got on his math test. The good stuff, I save for the Christmas newsletter.
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