My Dating Profile

About Me

I am just signing in to look at the fish bowl so I am using lyrics for my 100 word quota

Now tell me, how's
life in the big city?

I hear the competition's
tough, baby that's a pity
And every man's an actor
every girl is pretty
I don't like what's
getting back to me


I am not a hypocrite nor a manipulatist...if I say I am never going to meet you..than I am never going to meet you.
if you want to banter online for a bit, fine, but other than that...forget me!

First Date

don't want one...using this site purely for late night entertainment when I can not sleep and too tired to read a book.

Thank you, Thank you for supplying me smiles and laughs before I sleep.

I love fiction and short stories and my favorite author is Roald Dahl.

I can read 20 profiles on this site and see the tragedy all wrapped up in less than a paragraph.....its brilliant and Roald Dahl would love this....


BRAVO!

 

How sad is it to report the Blonde is getting replies?

Long Time Coming

In the grand tradition of divas like Cher, Barbara Streisand, and Brett Favre, I have decided to come back from the dead for one more show.

I am going back to the original Veronica Bell and the tradition of bad dates and dysfunctional relationships and other stories in between.

So let's start this revival party off with a big bang and talk about Martha Stewart's stint on Match.com. I personally believe it is a stunt to help promote her nephew-in-laws new book, "Love in the age of Algorythms" but if she does go through a few of the dating motions, I can't wait for her own book.

Being famous should put a whole new spin on the dating algorithms.

And at a ripe old age of 71, the pickings should be more than slim since most men her age that use online dating are only interested in younger models. Her money and fame should pull out a lot of men willing to be her bitch and that is the part of the book I will be most interested in.

The Blonde has signed up for a second tour of blog duty!!

HOO-RAH!

Ladies And Gentlemen

I regret to inform you that Veronica Bell kicked the stand right out of the cycle of life and fell into a new abyss

at

August 7

8:47 AM 

Bye, Bye

Blondie

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again


I sit not funny that I think of myself as the egg...and that I think of Augusto as Puss in Boots...

I am watching the children's movie and its ridiculous how comical the level of reality it portrays of me and my Augusto!

I am almost ready to tattoo Humpty Dumpty on my neck and Puss and Boots on my tail bone.

Life mimics art.
Art mimics life.

Who knows any more?



I only ever truly loved a few men....

and if I had to choose among them....I could not....

The Blonde has only memories now!

She will not waste them on the bad ones!
 

I Am Weary

I am about to snap under the pressure of it all. Not snap in the way of doing anything crazy...just snap..

into an OOPS again kind of, sort of, way!!

Only those who have been through it, know what I am talking about.

I was going to lay down quietly and die off and be the internet martyr for all the tyranny we live under because of the 1%.

I watched a show about the billions of dollars, IN CASH, sent to Iraq...and no surprise it all disappeared.

Name blaming. Finger pointing. And pretending they are working hard at finding it when we know they are getting paid more to not find what happened to it.

I am still sick and the cost of care is beyond reproach. I have looked into medical tours offered by Costa Rica. And quite frankly, I would rather my money go to a country that is number one in environmental responsibility.

I am after all a fighter.

On the internet and in real life.

I could lay down but that would make it easy for Mitt Romney and the right wing Republicans.

So deal with us poor and ill you fucks!!!


Cuz the Texas Blonde  ain't in her grave yet!!!

Actually she is, sort of...this is an old post I found locked up in blogger limbo like my life.

I assume the politicians have changed but not the politics.

Who ever gives a shit about poor folk?