Pfunksfoolosophy

I’ve been receiving some new comments and a lot of new traffic so I would like to say thanks to those of you with the gumption to drop me a line or two.

Those of you who stop by to read and do a ‘hit and run’—I loves ya too!
Maybe you don’t have much to say…that’s groovy.

But young Randall and  company…YOU KNOW I SEE YOU!
I SEEEEE YOOOOOOUUUU!
Heh, that laughed  me.

Drop me a line.

In other news:

A friend of mine has a blog that you might wanna check  out called:

http://thehumanproject.wordpress.com/

Got that. Nichol is a groovy dude and he’s actually helped me come up with some ideas for my pretzel book.

Go on over and give him some love.

Okay, back to the subject…

I appreciate all of you…even if I’m not writing in your language, you’re there…so,keep on truckin’.

Hey, I might start posting in German…okay, maybe not WELL, but I might.

Talk it up out there!
You know Pfunk’s got nothin’  but love for ya.

 That’s all part of the foolosophy.

Be careful out there.

She sat before her computer. With no clear idea of the time of day, she looked down at her coffee, jelly and goodness knows what stained pajama bottoms, she sighed. A shower was in order, but she was determined to find a book. THE book from her childhood.

Certainly, she had other projects waiting for her…lying fallow because of her mania. Why was she avoiding the completion of her projects? Because she had a dream about this book. It isn’t a book that is so obscure that she must scour the very ends of the information superhighway…it’s Lewis Carroll’s “Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking -glass and What Alice Found There”. Simple enough, but she wanted a particular binding and was encountering trouble locating it.

Could she remember the publisher? Nope. The year of publication? Ah…a vague idea.

What was so important about this book? What was the urgency? It seems that our heroine felt a need to connect with her childhood. She wanted to remember a time when she was safe and happy and well adjusted. Did she feel maladjusted now? No…she just wanted a piece of her childhood, since much of it had been lost in all of the moves she’s made in her life.

She’s on her quest even now…pray for her. This could perk up her spirits. It could also drive her slowly, deeper into her insanity.

Or she could give up and go get a milkshake. Life’s uncertain. Have dessert first.

Okay, so Sassy  tagged me with another meme. I have no idea who I am going to tag, so if I tag ya, please don’t hate me. It’s harmless fun,right? Shaddup…

These are the rules :-Five answers to each question and then tagged five others.

Instructions :- Remove the first Blog and add your own blog last.

Here is the tag :- Ten Questions
Wishing On A Falling Star; Bokjae; simply888here; cat cat; Asiana Pat;
The Sassy Southerner;Pfunksfoolosophy

Here it goes…..

Q1. What were you doing 10 Years ago?

I was living in California, working for a software company, making out with Irishmen in pubs…supporting my family…watching my youth go by the wayside. Laughing, laughing, laughing…hanging with Spookytoof Malone, Lainie, Bert, Wiggy, Smoky, Fabulosity, and a whole gang of miscreants.

Q2. What were you doing 1 Year ago?

Working, writing, living in NYC, praying for my own apartment, watching middle age embrace me. Hanging with my homies…playing with Pooper…performing at the Improv, meeting new people.

‘Bout the same as now, really.

Q3. What are 5 snacks you enjoy?

1. Ice cream

2. Nearly all fruit
3. Watermelon shakes
4. chocolate chip cookies
5. Yogurt, honey and Kashi Go-Lean Crunch

Q4. What are 5 songs you know the lyrics to?

1. Storm Warning–Bonnie Raitt
2. Fever–Peggy Lee
3. Moonlight in Vermont–Sarah Vaughn
4. Another Tricky  Day–The Who
5. Devotion–Earth Wind and Fire

(this was hard, ’cause I know a LOT of songs  by heart and love a LOT of different groups/singers. just five sucks…)

Q5. 5 things you would do if you are a Millionaire?

1. Tithe by creating scholarships for kids who want to attend Anderson College (put it in my grandpa’s  name, natch)
2. Set up trust funds for the kids in my life
3. Pay off the homes of my loved ones
4. Invest wisely
5. Toss up between buying my Harley and opening a homeless shelter.

(probably get the Harley and establish a fund for the shelter…)

Q6. 5 Bad habits?

1. Hmmm….this is tricky for me…bad language
2. Impatience with adults–not concealing it.
3. Emotionally unavailable
4. Lack of inhibition
5. Being the Mayor of Makeout City

Q7. 5 things you like to do?

1. Hike/walk
2. Read.
3. Write
4. Spend time with my loved ones
5. Karaoke with pals

Q8. 5 Favourite Toys?

1. computer
2. I don’t have toys, really.
3. Not very interested  in material things
4. So, this question is really not helpful to you, is it?
5. That’s what I thought.

Q9. 5 things you would never wear?

1. Low rise jeans
2. A thong
3. Any fabric with an  animal print
4. A bikini.
5. anything terribly trendy. what the hell is that  all about?

Q10. 5 things you hate to do?

1. Speaking to people with narrow minds
2. Listening to incessant complaining and not being able to shoot my face off.
3. Hear any song by The Police, Madonna, Britney Spears or The Rolling Stones
4. Ditto Celine Dion, Paul McCartney, Justin Timberlake and Michael Bolton
5. Be passive.

Now, I’m supposed to tag some folks.

Let me get back to you on that one, okay?
Thanks, I’m grateful.

Hi guys:

You’re all probably very familiar with my good pal Angie and her life as a blogger, right?
Well, some wacky crap went down last week and I have to tell ya, I’m plenty upset about it.

If you look over at my blogroll, you’ll see that PLUS 1 is no longer there.
Why, oh wise Pfunk, why? Well, because the person hosting that particular blog decided that she didn’t agree with a post Angie made regarding treating her OWN child with Benadryl. You probably know that there is a pediatric grade Benadryl and that there are no long term side effects associated with this product. You’re also probably aware that it isn’t tantamount to ‘drugging’ your child especially if the pediatrician previously treated the child for allergies. My question is this: What would cause a reasonable person to prohibit ACCESS to a person’s blog rather than request that the post be altered or deleted due to objectionable (?!) content?

Angie is a paid blogger, a single mom (recently divorced) and at the time, had just lost her grandmother. Talk about kicking someone when they’re down!
It’s unthinkable that communication is so poor that the owner of the host had no way of articulating her displeasure regarding the post other than to deny the writer access to her own words. She’s losing money every day.

Every. Day.

I’m not charmed. If Ange had written something disgusting or perverse I could understand the swift retribution, but this is just plain mean spirited and narrow-minded. I abhor censorship, but I understand that when you are not hosting your own blog you are at the mercy of the host. I get it. Still, it rankles and I’m pissed off.

You don’t take the food out of a child’s mouth because you disagree –for whatever idiotic reasons, with the writer of a blog you’re hosting.

Like I always say, ” The karmic wheel turns in all ways–In all ways” so I don’t expect that this person’s life is going to take a turn for the best. You are rewarded for your behavior. Good or bad, wrong or right, you will receive your just rewards. Maybe it won’t be immediate, but it will happen.

Have you ever had to defend a friend when they’ve been unjustly slighted, accused, abused?
I hope you’ve stood your ground and fought with them. I hope you walk on a path that leads you always to the truth and to the light of integrity.

For now, take a look at my blogroll and give Angie some  love.

I’ve given you links to both new blogs in this post, but remember to bookmark them and keep on truckin’.

She’s been ‘banned’ for two weeks. When she gets her blogs back up, let’s see what happens.

Pfunk’s  foolosophy is live and let live–until you eff with folks who just don’t deserve it.

Sure G-d will take care of, but what with Darfur, our ‘War on Terror’ and the Britney/Paris/Lindsay/Nicole/insert any other talentless youngster…I think He’s got a full plate.

Oh, that was a good ‘un.

Peace.