Meaningless Meanderings of a Mixed-up Mind!

Ramblings Rock!
Ramblings are Great...
Sometimes Rambling’s ‘just what the doctor ordered’!

I am Rambling, aren’t I?

Well yes, I am...
Thanks a lot and a Happy Rambling Rickety Rooey Roovy Ramble to me!

What was that?
Hey, I don’t know. I don’t have all the answers.
I don’t have any answers, actually...

Remember? I’m Rambling...

And Oh! I so do love Rambling!

Rambling is like intellectual tobogganing!
You start down the steep slope of decline...
You don’t know where you are heading, except ultimately to the bottom.
You don’t know in what shape you’ll end up there...

But the 'high' is too great to be missed.

So to hell with convention and meaning!
To hell with you and me...

So I go Rambling on my rambly way with the cocky confidence of Calvin! And a little invisible green man sitting on my shoulders urges me on to throw caution to the winds and to ‘play’ the keyboard as if no rules had ever been invented...

And you are actually reading this!

Hobbes would have been a better pal.
At least the fellow has an instinct for survival.
But I only have little green men for company who love to add an extra spin to a world already going round... and round... and round...

Dizziness is just a product of dreams.
The bigger the dream, the more volcanic the vertigo.

I just did that to get the two V’s together. But makes a weird sort of sense through some twisted logic, doesn’t it?

You bet it does... even if it doesn’t.

I’m still Rambling, remember?