Cant see me now

I think I'm safe here, nobody is going to find this site.
Actually I dont think I have anything profound or even intelligent to say, but I kind of like the minor thrill of putting my blather out in public. Technically in public anyway. Sort of a fate-baiting operation; like exposing myself to a window that faces a dense forest where I'm very unlikely to be seen.

Philosophy:

There's birth, there's death, in between there is self deception.
Poetry:

I must go down to the garage again.
Where the lonely Volvo beds.
And all I ask is a good stout wrench,
Faith,
Courage,
And leverage.

Can't see me now

O.K. It looks as if I'm safe here. No one is going to find this silly site. I think I will indulge in some fate-baiting by exposing myself to the window that faces a dense forest. I'm even going to leave that stupid metaphor.
Poetry:
I must go down to the garage again
Where the lonely Volvo beds
And all I ask is a good stout wrench
Faith,
Courage,
And leverage.
This one isn't too embarrassing, we'll see if I get caught. Then maybe..........maybe I'll tell THE STORY!

Naughty words

To all the millions of my blog friends who are ignoring this site, I hope, I want to remind you that I will not tolerate naughty words here. I realize that these words often contain more subtlety than nicer methods of expression.
I realize, for instance that a ********** is a disgustingly sycophantic person.
I realize also that ************ means "truely and profoundly emotionally significant".
And an ******* is a lover of schadenfreude.
Makes no differance.
I prefer circumlocution and euphemism.
I thank you for your consideration in this matter.