As swollen clouds gather in a darkening sky, random thoughts flit across my mind like lazy butterflies. Some of them are deep, some of them are shallow, and some of them are just plain stupid; but they are mine, and mine nonetheless.

I've been thinking a lot about the media lately, and how I don't believe one word I hear. Well, that's not exactly true; I get sucked into their nonsense the same as anybody else, but I really shouldn't. When my son disappeared last year, I heard all kinds of tidbits about us in the news, and many of them were incredibly wrong. We even heard of some things people had been known to say about us, such as "I heard dat dee mama was on drugs" or "Yeah, I saw the daddy outside drunk on da front porch de udder night". Ye-haw. Couple that with the fact that we "cut off all communication with the media" as reported by Channel 2 news, and you have a real suspect looking couple.

I don't think reporting the news is about reporting truth anymore...I think it's about how sensationalistic one can be. If it truly was about reporting the truth, Dan Rather would have been kicked out on his rather wealthy senior citizen buttocks with no exceptions. What a doozie that one was!

But I digress.

It's starting to thunder again, so I need to shut off the computer for a while. We only have one right now due to mine being on the frizt, so I don't want this one to have a meltdown.

Later, gators.

mah mood:snoozy
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