Secretly, somewhere in my heart, slogging along amidst all that bacon grease, cholesterol and other toxins earned from nearly sixty years on the planet, is a notion... or perhaps it could be better termed a supposition. I can't prove it, but I know it's there, nonetheless. This notion presumes that more of you are reading this than ever leave comments... and that's perfectly okay with me, it's not my purpose this morning to pick a fight with anyone.

My point is, you're here because you want something to read that will entertain and/or amuse you. Well, have I got an idea for you! It's called WordCatalyst http://wordcatalyst.com/  It's a part of us, produced and maintained by our own people, for our own people, and if I may so myself, contains lots of good stuff!

I'll give you an example that I stole from Shirley Allard's blog, http://whispersinthewind.wordpress.com/ :

Songs For Walt Whitman                                                                                                                                             by Harry Furness

I sing to Walt’s inclusive humanity
I see Walt venturing forth each day and becoming
Teaching in poor lit chalk dust air classrooms, 

woodworking callus’d hands cover’d with sawdust,
Building framed houses on Long Island
Writing newspaper articles, gulping nightlife, breathing in late-night,                                 

carousing New York City,  (continued)

And there's much more.  Please, do Bubba a favor today and take a look. Oh, and one last thing... if you like what you see, please leave a short comment and let the writers know you appreciate their efforts. It's really not too much to ask, is it?