Like most of my writing I did not re-read my Joe Kelly blog until after shitting post on weebly dot com. I had a down minute at work, so being the narcasist I am I used that time to absorb my own work. I gotta say I was blown away, not in the good way, like the toronado just picked up a cow and house (because that's how they're always portrayed on television and in the movies) way. I said to myself "wow dozo this has even more typos and lack of structure than usual".
I was gonna edit it, but decided to keep it as is for inspiration to suck less, and write more. Like my own remix of hotline bling. I guess if there's anything that can be learned (intentional poor grammar) from this ordeal it's that I will l now not use Penny Hardaway before writing. Point still remains that Joe Kelly is my favorite Red Sox pitcher of all time (if time started on April 11th, 2018). I'm gonna write about peeing sitting down next, get excited. Carry on my wayward son.
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