Mister Fweem's Blog: Finding Where Squatteth the Toad of Truth

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Finding Where Squatteth the Toad of Truth

As I was cleaning my desk the other day (a constant task in my house) I stumbled across some notes I took at a BSA "Blue Badge" training. Nobody could explain to me the "blue" in "Blue Badge," but you know, some things are obviously left unanswered. I started the day with a bad attitude, though I'm not sure that shows through in my notes. And it's clear by the end of the day -- judging by the "notes" I took -- that I was done being there.

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Kerplunk! by Patrick F. McManus

Admittedly, I myself was getting a little tired of the advances in technology. It used to be that all the different kinds of wackos sat out in their little isolated cabins or apartments somewhere. Each went through an entire lifetime without seeing another wacko of his particular ilk. Now a wacko can get on the Internet and find the other nine wackos in the world who are just like him.

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