I’ve gotten a fair amount of shit lately for my uproarious tone, blue language and apparent irreverence towards the goodness inherent in human nature. It’s led me to thinking: why am I such an asshole?
Last Sunday, I went to church. (Yes, The Redhead went to church – fuck off.) I’ve been searching for awhile for answers that that elude me on this terra firma I walk daily and figured that I was due for my own little personal “Come to Jesus” moment. Big believer in those moments in life, I am. They shake foundations and realign thought processes like only the most almighty of bitch slaps can.
While it’s taken me three days since to let it all settle in – I came to a realization over the past few days:
It’s possible to rant without being an ass.
I don’t need to call people “motherfuckers” and make allusions to Deadwood and the ripe language that litters their scripts.
I don’t need to listen to celebrity shenanigans and waste my time (or yours) with diatribes on their behavior.
YOU sure as hell don’t need to hear me pontificate on the grammar-challenged populous that riddles the online dating world.
So I’m turning over a new leaf. In my own little Redhead Redemption, I’m going straight. Having toddled and torn down the crooked path for so long, I’m wondering what life and writing will be like with a bit more sugar and a lot fewer bees.
Hope you decide to hang around for the ride.
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