I Ran Across This Quotation Last Night…

And It Felt Very VERY Relevant To What I’ve Been Doing Of Late.

The Man Who Writes About Himself AND His Own Time Is The Only Man Who Writes About All People AND About All Time.”

GEORGE BERNARD SHAW

I May Not See It Exactly As SHAW Had, But I Get The Gist Of What He Was Saying.

I Write About Myself, Mainly, Because I’m What I Know.

A Person MUST Write What They Know, And I’m The One Subject I Know The Best.

Sometimes, I Wish I Didn’t Know Myself So Well.

Sometimes, I Wish I Could Just Turn It All Off.

As Kids, My Brother Had A Standing Order For Xmas Or Birthday Gifts.

He Wanted ARemote Controlled BradleySo He CouldTurn Him Off!!!

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I’m Not Even Joking There, My Peeps.

That’s Exactly What He Wanted.

People Have Wanted To Turn Me Off The Bulk Of My Life.

It Comes With The Territory.

It Goes HandNHand With Mental Illness.

No One Knows How To Fix You

Yet Everyone Wants To.

Even Little Brothers.

So, What Can I Say Toward That?

Honestly, Not Much.

I Do Wish I Had An Off-Switch.

It Would Have Come In Handy Many, Many Times.

But, Alas, I Do Not.

So, Now What?!

Help Me Here, My Peeps.

What’s Up?

What’s The Story?

What’s The Scoop??

What Can I Do???

It’s Just A Bit After 5AM

Yet, Here I Sit…

Talking To Y’all

Wishing I Had More To Honestly Say.

Everything I Want To Say, I Can’t.

Everything I Want To Do, I Can’t.

So, Where Does That Leave Us?

If You Said Right Back Where We Started You’d Be Very Much Correct.

I’m Tired.

I Feel Used-Up.

I Feel Worn-Out.

Maybe I Should Try Going Back To Bed?

Well, I Would If I Knew It Would Be A Positive.

But, It Wouldn’t Be.

It’d Just Be More Of The Same.

Tossing.

Turning.

BlanklyStaring.

I Just Don’t Know, My Peeps.

I Sincerely Don’t Know.

I Do Know I Don’t Write For All People

Nor For All Time.

I’m Just Here.

I’m Just Me.

I’m Just Writing What Feels Right.

Even Though, Sometimes, It’s Very VERY Wrong.

I Hate My Brain.

I Hate My Heart.

I Hate Everything About Myself.

Why?

Because, I Don’t Function Properly.

I Can Be The Nicest, Most Charming Person Around.

And, Then, In The Same Breath, I Can Be Malicious.

I Can Be Cruel.

I Can Be Evil.

Life’s Funny That Way, I Suppose.

Is It Funny I Find That Funny?

Is It Wrong?

Is It In Bad-Taste?

I Just Don’t Know.

I Do Know It’s Time To End This Ramble.

I’m Just Not Feeling It.

I StartedOut Shaky On The Subject

And I Remain So.

So, I’ll Just Shut-Up.

Perhaps Later I’ll Be More Able To Convey My Thoughts And Feelings.

Right Now

Both MY MIND And MY HEART Are In A Very Dark Place.

Trying To Work When I’m Like This Is Generally A Bad Thing.

Nothing Good Has Ever Come Of It

And I Don’t See Any Good Coming Anytime Soon.

Perhaps Later?

Perhaps.

So... Are YOU Jivin Me -questionmark-

“My Way Of Joking Is To Tell The Truth…”

“…It’s The Funniest Joke In The World.

GEORGE BERNARD SHAW

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“Hurried And Worried Until We’re Buried, And There’s No Curtain-Call…”

“…Life’s A Very Funny Proposition, After All.

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“THEY HAVEN’T BUILT THE COFFIN THAT CAN HOLD HIM!” –(A Tagline From “DR. PHIBES RISES AGAIN!”)

DR. PHIBES RISES AGAIN!(1972) Starring VINCENT PRICE And ROBERT QUARRY !!! A True FAVE Of FAVES FLICK !!!

This Could Become A Very Long Night.

Don’t You Just Hate It When Someone You Don’t Know “Drunk-Dials” Your Phone After Midnight?

Yeah.

Ditto.

Especially When I Was Already Asleep.

I’m One Of Those…

"Once I'm Awake, I'm Awake"

…Types Of People.

Granted, I Did Fall Asleep Tonight Faster Than I Normally Do.

But Who Cares?

I Was Sleeping SOUNDLY.

Then The Random Phone-Call Wakes Me…

…I Spend 20-Minutes Agonizing Over WHOM This Person Might Be…

…And THEN I Shoot The Number A Text.

I Figure…

"If This Person Knows Me, I Should Get A Text In Return Verifying That Fact."

And That Was The Pisser, My Peeps.

It Was Some Random Chick.

She Didn’t Know Me.

She’d Never Met Me.

She Just Screwed-Up Her Dialing While Having A Couple Drinks.

It Happens.

I’ve Done It In My Personal History.

Most Folks Have.

But That Doesn’t Make Me Like It Any More So.

Sadly

…I Am Now AWAKE.

I’m Staring At This Computer Monitor…

…Knowing Good And Hell Well It’s Only Going To Make The Headache Worse…

…And Make Sleeping Just That Much More Difficult.

I’m Thinking I’m Hungry, But Hate I Eating This Late/Early In The Day.

It’s Too Late To Go Walking…

…So The Stuff Would Just Sit There In My Stomach…

…All The While Slowly Dissolving There And Becoming Part Of My Ass.

Sheesh.

OH

AAAAAAANNNNNNNDDDDDDD

…I Learned (once again) I Shouldn’t TRY To Be Funny.

Every Single Time I TRY To Be Funny, I And/Or The Jokes Always Seem To Be A Bit Off.

I Suck At Telling Jokes.

Funny Things Happen TO Me I Can Then Bring-Up To Others…

…But I Shouldn’t TRY To Be Funny.

I Should Just Be Dry’ish…

…Boring’ish…

…Odd’ish…

…Bradley.

.PERIOD.

I Guess This Post Is Really Just About Simple BS That Has Irritated And/Or Enlightened Me.

It’s Something To Read, Anyway.

I Guess That’s Good Enough When One Is This Tired.

I’m Going To Give Sleep Another Go-’round, Now.

Wish Me Luck.

Well…

…Wait…

…Since I Only Know Bad-Luck…

…Perhaps You Should Wish For Success More So Than Luck.

Yes.

Wish Me Success.

That’d Be Awesome…

…Which Is Also Awesome.

Just Don’t Gamble On Awesome Success.

That’s A Fools Bet.

Awesome Success Would Be Awesome Awesome…

…But The Odds Ain’t In My Favor.

😉