Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Time Flies When You're Mired in the Past

How long ago was it that I said I'd get right back to posting entries about my mother, my childhood, and my crazy life? It's been four months! I really did need to get the military stuff memorialized, but I'm glad it's done.

During those four months I've received several comments and requests for more, relating to my mother and my chaotic childhood. I'm happy to know that some folks appreciate my dark side and how I got that way. I guess, I should also be happy that somebody misses the evil abusive shrewlike bitch my dear old mom. I've also picked up a lot of new readers in the past few months. So I'm going to repost a few of the early entries, to give them a thumbnail sketch of what it was like, in the bedlam and pain that was my childhood. Of course, it wasn't all bedlam and pain; there were also crazy people and crazy happenings galore.

Once I've done that, I have a lot of new stories to post. By new, I mean "unposted." None of this stuff is new, it's real, it's old, and it's deeply imbedded.


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