You might, by now, have the impression that I will do virtually anything to get out of work. You might think that I fabricate excuses to avoid long walks, heavy lifting, any event precipitating a line, shopping, listening to really long explanations of mundane things, etc. (You get the idea.)
You might get the idea that I have little tolerance for fools (in my eyes of course) , controlling people (other than myself), religions of any kind, lack of patience in others, and that I go overboard expressing my love for my children and my wife.
You might think that I have little patience for the likes of Rush Limbow, Bill O’Reily, and Howard Stern. That I find their bombastic oratory inane and pedestrian. Might even think that I enjoyed seeing our Black Irish president O’Bama verbally castrate O’Reily on national TV.
You might think that I feel that everybody deserves to love who the freek ever they want to. I don’t necessarily need to hear about how, where, and how often, but I also don’t feel the need to share that part of MY personal life either.
You might feel that I have an opinion that the Internet is both the best and worst thing to ever happen to mankind.
You might think that I cried when I thought the reactor in Japan had melted down.
You have me ALL WRONG!
I don’t go overboard expressing my love for my children and my wife. They deserve every bit of it.