On Friendship

I don’t have a vast coterie of friends. I’m not that great at making new ones and I tend to lean on the ones that I do have. Some of that leaning includes my own special brand of “intellect” which is really just me saying things I think are true in a loud angry voice.

Fortunately my friends are very tolerant. They put up with my yelling in their houses and on their blogs. They put up with my far from reasonable behaviour on the front steps of my house. They put up with me being much less civilized than I like to imagine I am.

I am always amazed that people continue to talk to me after any length of time. This is mostly because I am so intolerant and inflexible myself that I know that there is no way I’d cultivate my own friendship if I had just met me.

This is a testament to them.. To you. I cannot fully express how important you all are to me and how much I appreciate your friendship. Your love makes me a better person…..albeit verrrrry slowly. To all of you…The brave..the proud..the few and the tenacious, I send you my love and a good hard clasping to my manbosom.

Peace

/me blows nose loudly

oh and by the way… no  comments please..just shut the fuck up