Sorry, Hoov, we just thought you should be first... You are her sister.... lol.
Anyway, a guest blog for Heather.... Think about this I must.....
Here we go:
The Meaning of Insanity(okay, I am SO just kidding)
Nah, in all reality, if you ain't a little crazy, then you don't really have a life. Think about it. How many things in your life could be called "Normal"?
Then think about this: What IS "normal"...
Trust me, no one around here is "normal", (Though that is almost always what we dress as for Halloween, LOL)
But, as most if us would agree, "normality" is highly over rated. To be a "normal" teenager, I'd have to wear belly shirts, low-riding bell bottoms, have dyed hair and use more slang than most Webster Dictionaries know.
Not that's there is anything wrong with being like that, but it just isn't me, and the same goes for many other "normal" or "abnormal" teens. Sure, most of us do shop at Walmart, but if we all bought the same clothes... Ugh, how boring. We'd be like the Clones in "Star Wars"; nameless, faceless, and totally equal in every little way.
Uh oh, I changed the subject by using the word "equal". opps.....
By the word "equal", I mean in my different ways. We'd be "equal" in height, weight, hair and skin color, tastes, likes, dislikes....
It'd go on and on....
Whoa, and how boring would that be. There'd be no great movies, cause no one would be original enough to think of a boat load of cursed pirates or a three-thousand-year-old dead guy brought back to life by a curse...(I seem to be lingering on the word 'curse'). There'd be no great blogs like
this one, or
Hoover's, on even
my Blog.
So next time you check this page to see what Heather or any of us, her guest bloggers, have to say, and you see we barely wrote anything or have written three pages of babble, just remember one thing...
At least we were original enough to do so!
(Making a painful yet somewhat funny point) Your Goof-istly and Truly,
Roscoe
P.S. No, I do not suffer from insanity... I enjoy every nano-second of it!