WTF Eric!

I just looked at my old blog and some of it is better than I remembered. You can take a look at it here. That is https://jericbowers.wordpress.com/ if you rather copy and paste.

Which blog do you like the best?

“Well, let’s take it to King Kong, I bet he’ll know what to do.”

And once again, I was going to have to explain what had happened in the parallel universe that I had come from. And again, it was horrific. We had killed King King after kidnapping him. We had apparently killed all of our treasures.

But not here. Kong was sitting in his enormous easy chair when we got there.

“Welcome, gentle-people, welcome!” Kong’s words came to us through a thought to speech generator, his huge mouth being unable to form the words. “What can I do for you this fine evening?”

“Thank you, kind sir,” said I, taking a seat near the fire. “I’m afraid it is that Prometheus fellow again – Dr. Frankenstein’s, er, um, ‘son’.” Beardsley gave me a funny look and sat down as well, saying nothing.

Kong looked thoughtful, took off his glasses, then farted loudly. This was not a rudeness here, but an acknowledgment that he had heard me and understood. We were all thankful for the excellent ventilation of his domicile.

As a bit of background, perhaps I should explain that Dr. Frankenstein’s “monster,” Prometheus, was not a monster here at all. Dr. Frankenstein had made his creation from stem cells and organ frameworks and other things like a calcium alloy skeleton. All very scientific. But waking up a new being in a full grown adult body had proved problematic. And what with all that super strength, too, it had vexed the best of us. Certainly, the potty training alone… but let’s not go there. Nor will we talk about his puberty. He deserves his dignity.

The current problem was of a romantic nature.

(end part 1)

If you have suggestions for Part 2, they would be most welcome.

Okay, so a blog site has to have software. The software I am using is called WordPress. Everybody uses WordPress – not just for blogs, but for all sorts of websites. It is recommended by everybody.

So, why am I finding it so damned awkward to use? I am a tech guy. These things should come easily to a tech guy. But almost everytime I start a blog, my ideas are interrupted because I can’t figure out how to do something.  The flow is gone, and now I can’t remember what I was going to say. No, really, right now, I can’t remember what I was going to say.

Maybe grumpy old men shouldn’t have blogs. Dammit.

Well, I am going to learn it just to spite all the Mother Fuddruckers.

Welcome to my strange little blog.

So, this is the first post and should probably be something momentous. It should have world-shattering brilliance, key insights, mind-boggling epiphanies, and stuff like that.

Maybe I can do those things after I empty the cat’s litter box. Excuse me for a moment.