The practical, over the political is the blog's future. One, aim and theme, one message, and; my observations, feelings, needs, and (prayer), requests. The discipline required is not to gush and offload, whatever's looking to be, scooped. No idea how many click-in, and yet am producing for . . .
Bag's Too Fat (Re; 2). Supposed to be the last one, before days off. [Not showing time-on today/on two pts., below, to completo... mon-do]
Post, this post: Fancy a couple of days off. Pls., pray... keep-off and no, TS or, PAS-ing.
On Late Late, and sayin' all-done-here, with a part two...
Talking Of... 'Late Late'
Considered the Greatest, (...'least, thereabouts), Electric Guitarist. (As happs., he proclaims, Prince, is/was.)
Man, (is), Stepping-Up and makin' dem, Rags, rattle.
Fast-track for nout rock or . . .
On and posting, until 8 pm, and off to watch Call A Midwife on tv. Not a nine o'clock service... not tonight. Go' an' be boppin' to Saxon 'n The Observer, unto to the, '...Midwife'. Later.
...some times it makes more sense than others...
Christian . . .