Oh my word! Oh lordy! Heavens to Betsy! And other sorts of old-timey grandmotherly exclamations! Why in blazes haven’t I posted to tumblr in about 6 months. For shame, me. FOR. SHAME. Well, inconsistency and disappointing others with reasonably low expectations of me is something I’ve been really good at for a long time. So, job well done, me. ANYHOODLES…I’ve wanted to share a bazillion things in recent months but just wore my lazypants too often. However, the cahnce to post & share a funny video that’s made by a buddy, therefore helping him out, got me to remove the lazypants and get back on board The Friendship (to quote this particular friend’s act, God’s Pottery). Krister Johnson (@kristerjohnson for the social media win!) takes North Koreans to task for their absurd public displays of mourning over the death of Kim Jong Il, a horrible horrible despotic “leader” who people should be celebrating the death of. North Koreans should be lighting bottle rockets out of their buttholes in the street, instead of making sure the establishment sees how “sad” they are. This is excellent. And so is getting back to posting on tumblr.
Quick question; why has it always been “Heavens to Betsy”? What did Betsy do that was so special that we would utter her name when surprised? And who was this Betsy in reference in the genesis of this time-honored expression? These are the kinds of things that keep me up at night. They’re not why I have trouble sleeping. The reason I have trouble sleeping is because these are the kinds of things that keep me up at night.