It’s Tax Day And I’m So…

Happy!

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Author: qcexaminer

None of your damned business.

12 thoughts on “It’s Tax Day And I’m So…”

  1. Only about 24 hours till the cage match of the century. Bloom vs Steffen. Who will win?

    I heard Steffen has already started drinking protein shakes so he can “throw his weight around” early and try to knock Bloom out in Round 1.

    I heard Bloom has a plan of his own though, and plans on using his John Deere snow blower to shovel through the BS and take the title home himself.

    I heard that Randy Hauser is laying odds of 2-1 on Bloom to “take home the bacon” b/c he has insider trading info from Bloom himself that the math has been done and he has the votes. All bets are null and void though if Bloom tag teams to the Ultimate Morthlander to win in a landslide.

  2. Wait a second.

    IS THAT MORTHLANDER’S MUSIC?

    MORTHLAND ENTERS THE RING!

    HE HAS A CHAIR!

    DOWN GOES STEFFEN! DOWN GOES BLOOM!

    MORTHLANDER REIGNS SUPREME!

  3. You call people batsh*t crazy one here…

    Yet you are the blogger that is blogging about a county chairs weight and physical appearance.

    “Don’t believe the hype” — Frank “Big Hurt” Thomas

  4. Hey, I’m likin’ it: You don’t have to be batsh*t crazy to be QC Examiner—but it helps!

  5. Wisdom tells us we have to purge ourselves of thoughts and feelings about our hometowns. When our loving feelings endure after leaving, we can feel confused and ashamed. Confused, because we think that as long as a place is on our mind we must not be “over” it. Ashamed because we mistake our loving feelings for a desire to go home, to be in a place who no longer wants us.

    Compounding all this is the isolation we might feel, particularly if we have exhausted the patience of friends, families and bloggers. After all, they have supported you through difficulties and leaving. Following a prescribed period of mourning, they expect you to move on.

    Loving feelings about your birthplace can continue for any number of reasons. Often enough, folks take this as an indication to attempt reunion. Sometimes this is absolutely right. But frequently people who move away realizes their recollected feelings and memories—the internal image of the place—are distinctly different from the feelings engendered when one is actually home.

    Learning to distinguish between the internal image of your hometown and the actual place where you now reside can lead to appreciation of your own loving feelings. While you may feel consistently injured and angry when in the presence of those that still live in your hometown, in our internal world we may be able to access love and compassion for that same area.

    Our lives are an accumulation of loves as well as losses. Sometimes we decide move on and avoid failures of previous places. Perhaps instead of focusing on what you didn’t like about Illinois, it might be more helpful to focus on what we liked about it.

    The accumulation of internal images of lovers contributes to a richer internal world. These images represent the breath of our loving self. We are strengthened by the variety of ways in which we can experience ourselves as loving. As the adage goes, we never fall in love with the same place twice. We are revealed to ourselves through our location. Maybe in some ways all places are important in allowing us to experience ourselves as loving.

  6. No matter who WILL REIGN SUPREME! I do hope my gentle readers will keep me informed, either in comments or email.

  7. Bloom brings 30 years of John Deereness to the RICO GOP. That’s more than enough. Remember Joe Biden brought his experience from the Senate to the White House!

  8. Curly, I figured it was a cut & paste since that is Randy’s style and it didn’t fit his usual comments, but thanks for doing the hard work of figuring out who he plagiarized.

    However, I STILL don’t get how this pertains to my post, but whatever— Ol’ Randy might have been liberally drinking when he made his comment. 😀

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