Sunday Slam

I'm not sure why I feel obligated to update daily on the weekends at some times and not at all during others. I'm not a mad scientist, I can't figure that kind of thing out. I guess if I'm at the computer playing Freecell I don't have much of a choice. Besides, I've been getting reports of more and more people stumbling drunk upon my little project here and it drives me to cramble together more and more content for them to enjoy. Like a never ending hamster wheel. I just learned that there is no "p" in hamster. I guess you don't throw your dirty clothes into a small rodent. If you do then you probably need to get some help for that. They used to call them mental hospitals or sanitariums, now I'm sure there is a more politically correct name to use. I can't keep up with all the politically correct mumbo jumbo. And why would I? I'm not running for government and I don't really plan to. Since that is the case then why do I need to worry about being politically correct? Didn't think of that did you? Maybe I've been watching too much Bill Burr, maybe I'm just cobbling together some thoughts, like an old timey shoemaker with nails in my mouth,  that have been nagging at my out of control psyche lately but I'm not sure I want to tiptoe around on eggshells worried I'm going to offend (not that I ever have). Oh no! This smells ranty, I better not get out of control. I'm just saying as long as you're nice to your fellow man (and woman) then shouldn't things work out? If you follow that simple edict then what harm can be done? Maybe we should write some all encompassing robot style laws for mankind that work for the modern era not the ones from 2000 years ago, which still have some merit mind you. I'll pull back on the reins there, I don't want to incite a riot or have George P. Internet come over and slap me around. I've had enough from his ilk, already today I learned that for no reason that I can discern, the good folks at mail.com have blocked and shutdown my account I've had there for over a decade for "abuse". I assume I've been hacked by some dummy with nothing better to do than spam people for fun and money using innocent accounts. Is that the job you can do from home and earn up to $2000 a month by simply sitting around? I don't get it, never cared for those people that cause destruction and mayhem for no good reason. Either way, I'm feeling forlorn now that I stop to think about it. By the way, the P in Mr Internet's name is obviously for Porno. Enjoy your Easter in every way you see fit within the confines of decency.