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Saturday, February 11, 2006

My Name Is Not Earl

That was determined on the day I was born. I don't actually remember my dad saying that, but he must have. Else wise they woulda named me Earl. When you're born you just don't pay attention to much. Your sole focus is to eat, fill diapers and sleep. And drool.

Back in them days my family was poor. Mom and dad couldn't afford a baby buggy so they duct-taped a pull-handle and some wheels on a bucket, padded it with my blanky and off we went. Oh sure all the other babies in their luxury and deluxe sedan cruiser strollers laughed and pointed at me in passing - but I didn't care. I'd get them all in school some few years down the road. They were all future nerds destined for coke-bottle lensed eyeglasses anyway.

It was tough being poor. I recall when I was about five years old I got my first pet; a small puppy. I called him, Dog. He never did grow much but he sure was a fun companion. After about a year I began to notice, Dog, never did move so I asked my mom and dad about it. Mom explained they couldn't afford a real dog because it would required food we just couldn't spare, so they got me a rock and Dog simply couldn't move. At that point I rechecked, Dog, and determined he was dead from starvation - and buried him in the backyard with his favorite bone (a stick).

Fast foreword to the present, I'm still poor but I have a better perspective of life. I actually thought about making a list of people I've wronged over the years but I doubt I could locate one-fifth of them so I made a better plan; Don't wrong somebody in the first place and I'll have no wrongs to set right. And of course if I happen to run into someone from the past that I ticked off in one way or another - I'll attempt to settle the matter if and when that bridge crosses my path. Uhm..., yeah. I guess.

But then with all that there karma stuff - who's to say that those people I may have wronged wasn't getting a dose of it? If in fact thats the case - hey! I'm in the clear. With this sudden epiphany in mind, what bad things have you been doing lately? Do you deserve a visit from me? The masked Karma-man, on the prowl. Hey! Yeah! That may be my calling in life!!?? Whatta ya think?

Having said all that, I think I talked myself dry. Or at least typed dry - whatever. You get the point. So until my next "My Name is Not Earl" moment - you're all dismissed and I'm outta here.

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Posted at 11:17 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool


	RaisingOrleans February 13, 2006 12:09 PM PST You dont know me, Karma-man...stay away!!!...shoo...shoo!


	Toaod February 12, 2006 09:45 AM PST Great show that. My cousin and I have always wanted to go out on the street and punch some random person and say "I'm a very strong believer in Karma, what did you do to deserve that?"


	chrysalis February 12, 2006 05:50 AM PST I gots to git me one o' them po' folks dogs. They espensive?


	plh February 11, 2006 11:48 AM PST ditto - mine is as squeaky as all heck ;) - *sings very badly.... SCHOOLSSSSSSSSSSSS out for da SUMMERRRRRRRRRRRR schoolssssssssssssssss out for da summerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr


	AbbyNormal February 11, 2006 11:39 AM PST Hey! I think we had the same baby buggy! My parents wouldn't let me have a dog though. Rock dander allergies run in the family. And my Karma slate is squeaky clean! Of course!

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