Time For A Rule...Or Not

 

Back we be. Or me be. Or you be. I guess we all can just be. Be what? Beats the heck out of me. Hopefully not literally though. Too old for that. Unless you are still a rugrat. I can handle getting beaten up still with them. Just be prepared to be picked up and chucked in the water.

Now that you are well aware of being thrown in the water, what was it I was supposed to answer?

Human, you are strange. I think I'll go search for my answers elsewhere. If only you'd pick up this dog poop so I can get by.

No comments from the peanut gallery. Do peanuts have a gallery? Who knew? Better watch it or the peanuts may rise up and give everyone diarrhea.

As you can see the summer hasn't changed us any. Still as crazy as ever. I blame this lighthouse.

(Yeah. I stole Fundy's pic again. What? I'm half in it. Maybe 33.333% if you count the lighthouse. 25% if you count the bushes. 1....no more math.)

This lighthouse is the base for earwigs that crawl in your ear and control you. Hmmmm...Is that a spoiler for another book? Hmmmm....The Cove....Hmmmm....

Questions. Questions. I guess I better get to this one from the IWSG.

Since it's back to school time, let's talk English class. What's a writing rule you learned in school that messed you up as a writer?

School? Learn? Do those go together? It's been so long. I can't remember. I guess I didn't learn too much if I didn't learn that. Such a failure. Those As and Bs lied. One C too. Stupid physics.

Good news. English class didn't mess me up as a writer. I did that all by myself. Wait. That may be bad news. Now I can't get my American on and go sue due to loss of earnings. Damn it. Mr. Johnson should have been more strict.

There were really no hard and fast rules that I recall. Besides the normal stuff. Couldn't go spelling in gibberish or jibberish and such. See? I even break that rule now.

Rules are out the window I guess. Pretty hard to do when the window is closed, but they manage to go out anyway. That would be a good trick in case of a fire. Darn rules mess you up and then magically run out windows. Who knew they were like an absentee parent. No wonder the world is a mess. It's all the neglectful rules fault. World peace solved. Get rid of all windows.

My work here is done. Do your rules magically go out closed windows? Did you know rules messed with your psyche so much? Any rules you gave the heave ho to? Too much gibberish or jibberish from me? Want me to let your poor rule neglected brain be?

Enjoy life, forget the strife.