Blood Faucet

This is most disconcerting, the same site I mentioned yesterday, is still down today, that's three days running. That is not a good thing. If it has been scrapped...I'll have to rule on counting or not counting the blogs I posted there...And forty, while far in away not the highest of my numbers, is still a significant number to just disregard.

And yes, I know, writing about another blogging place, which, much like polling place sounds off to me, but whatever, if I want to write about the blood dripping from the faucet and the words it forms, then that is what I am going to do.

Ooo, now there's a story bit that is well worth exploring. A faucet that drips blood. How cool an idea is that? And that it spells words on top of that? Damn!

And by the way, that idea just formed naturally just before I typed it out. Did I need to mention that? On the one hand it is true, on the other, it strikes as...defensive or something.

Interestingly enough, the blood formed a believe in yourself message just last week.

Yes, it's been going on for a few weeks now. And as creepy as it is, I don't want it to stop.

But stopping here is just what I'm going to do now.

I'm off to blog elsewhere.

Next when.


Charles Petrie