Someday, the human race may collectively go insane (more than it has already), and I may indeed be elected -- or appointed -- King of the Entire World.
Laugh if you want, but in the meantime, be nice to me... just in case I'm right.
Naturally, I'll have several new rules for Planet Earth. One of them will be that anyone who claims to love anyone else -- romantically, or even platonically -- will not be allowed, under penalty of...
Well, not death, certainly, but some other penalty that's pretty extreme. I'll come up with that later, when the time comes.
Where was I?
Oh, yeah.
Anyone who claims to love anyone else -- romantically or platonically -- will not be allowed to predict anything about their relationship which uses the words "forever," "always," "eternally," "for the rest of my life," etc.
Just to keep things honest. And realistic.
The very first completed collaboration between myself and Skip Simpson (circa 1982) included the following phrase (written by Yours Truly, of course):
"Love always," what a colossal joke!
Yep. Almost thirty years younger than I am today, and I was already that perceptive!
And you thought I didn't become a genius until after I started my blogs? For shame!
Thanks for your time.
