e MIRACLES DON'T JUST HAPPEN-- THEY OCCUR NATURALLY

You are about to read one such miracle. It's about a man who one minute ago had no thoughts in his head whatsoever-- sort of like Homer Simpson-- but who fearlessly went to the computer to immortalize his thoughtlessness just for you. Actually he did have a thought a few hours ago. He was thinking how ugly his blog was (fuck the radio station shit). He must get his daughter to bribe one of her friends to fill it with irrelevant attractive visual devices that will give people something to look at as they slog their way through the irrelevant prose. Lots of puppies and kittens, I think. Maybe a few children's drawings, "The Scream"-- if you have any suggestions feel free to send them in. Although I apparently have three followers now--that's really two because when you are writing I think you count as a follower-- but I have gotten no responses-- no words of praise about what an incredible work of genius this is no screeds telling me that I am sending perfectly good electrons to a needless, meaningless death when they could be cementing courtships on facebook. One other thing to ponder in today's class: (if Literal Ally is no longer a radio station, perhaps it can become a school), the author's addictive personality seems to have come to the fore and he feels a scary inclination to say he will continue this nonsense indefinitely as an act of sheer perversity and to extract some of the meaninglessness from the rest of his life and give it form and substance.WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?)( That's a scary thought to leave readers with- the fact that there may be an endless stream of these posts, but LA readers have strong stomachs and big hearts and know how to send the author money electronically as pittance payment for his Herculean labors in posting 100 per cent pure blog. No change less than a quarter please. I am already revving up for tomorrow's blast so stay tuned. Watch this space.(SPARE ME)