Or…Oooooooh boy, Jeri started blogging. What possibly could go wrong?
Right? But sometimes a gal has some things to say. Or share. Or armchair quarterback. If you are reading this, chances are pretty high you came to me through my Facebook page, which means you already know a lot about me. Like:
I am sarcastic.
I’m opinionated.
I have a very dark sense of humor.
I lean left of center.
I am a very epathetic person.
And, oh, I swear…a lot.
So if any of those things offend you, this probably isn’t the blog for you. While I’m going to try to keep my love of the f-word to a bare minimum, sometimes it’s honestly the only word that can effectively express my level of passion. Because, honestly, what’s more passionate than that word? I’d also like to point out that while there won’t be pics or posts to earn me an NC-17 rating, if you’re under 18, go find something else to do. I love you all. Thank God for you. I look forward to what you can do to fix this messed up place my generation seems to be leaving you, but I’m not your parent. Nor probably one of your better role models. So, shoo!
The point of my blog is to give me a better forum than FB to vent, discuss, and share stuff with humor and feeling. And while I’d love to tell you what the structure of this blog will be, you should probably know that structure and I don’t get along very well. Will I get political? I can’t NOT get political. But not all the time. Even this social justice warrior needs to go get her drink on. Will I make you laugh? God, I hope so. Otherwise what’s the point? But hopefully I will make you think and consider alternative opinions (not alternative truths). That street goes both ways. You might be able to make me see your way of thinking.
Rules are made to broken, spirits aren’t. Don’t be an asshole when you comment. Respect your fellow human. I won’t tolerate racist, bigoted, misogynistic slurs. If I have to add to that list, I will. I should also point out that my opinions are just that, opinions, and do not necessarily reflect those I live with, or are related to. Satire is satire. Facts are facts (and I will site sources, you should too.) I write conversationally, so the grammar police can go find someone else to pester. I have many, many friends who are actual editors I’ve been privileged enough to work for…only do they get carte blanche with the ‘red pen’.
So blah blah blah, where to start? Well since you asked…