Thursday, September 5, 2013

Goooood Morning everybody.

 I originally was going to call this blog Pen to Rest. Maybe i'd pick up hits from mistypes of Pinterest.com and hope thousands of people would be happy with there mistake. Then I found out there was a song of the same title.

So here we are... The other reason for Pen to rest, was to tie in with a ritual I have.

Every night and morning I tend to write something down. Writing is kind of a laxative of the brain for me, and apparently I share this affliction with hundreds of thousands of other bloggers. The people of the world have obviously been suffering from a form of Mental Constipation for centuries.

Type in BLOG on your search bar and google will explode with all the listings. Blog hosting is where the money must be. So many have the mental constipation that Bloghosting sites have acted as a mental toilet for the brain. A place where we can put this crap so we can sleep soundly.

This is a blog, which means I did not research just how many bloggers there are. Based on the Google search explosion I witnessed,its maybe a million plus.(editors note--181 million) -Which means the blogging septic tank will begin to leak as it reaches critical mass. The blog hosting sites will get in trouble for illegal dumping. Big Government will have to step in and sick the EPA on the blog hosting sites. New regulations will ensue.

Prices for the Blog septic service will rise as the market shrinks and then the rich and powerful top 1% of bloggers will have cornered the market...the rich and powerful with there Quality and proper grammer and punctuation;and blogs that don't stink, and have no risk in violating EPA standards.

One day, we the downtrodden might all have to go back to keeping this crap inside.

I hope you found this nugget, this mental corn, at least somewhat entertaining.

Thank you for your time , Mark Burkenbine

repost of  Finally...Movement. The first installment of this blog.

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