Generally, I’m the soul of cheerfulness. In fact, that’s my reputation as blogger. “That Mannion fellow,” people say, “He’s the soul of cheerfulness, isn’t he? A regular ray of sunshine!” Readers tell me that’s why they come here, to have their days brightened, their hearts gladdened, and their spirits lifted by the unflagging good humor, congeniality, and whimsicality that prevail here at the Mannionville Pierside Fish House and Internet Cafe---All You Can Eat Buffet. Live Music Nightly. Try Our Homemade Turtle Stew.
And it’s true. I’m usually jolly and full of mirth.
But it’s also true, as people who know me well and in person will be quick and eager to let you know, I can get a bit grumpy sometimes. Grouchy. Irritable. Irascible. Querulous. Peevish. Short-tempered. Cranky. Crabby. Downright ornery, even.
In short, I can be a real mean and miserable son of bitch.
Some would go so far as to call me a hothead.
I AM NOT A HOTHEAD!
But I will admit I’m not always as pleasant company as I should be.
As it happens, some of my best posts are written when I’m at my most cantankerous.
More often, however, it’s the case that I don’t write anything, good or bad, when I’m in a less than genial mood. I can’t persuade myself it’s worth the time or the trouble. I’d rather go off by myself to nurse grudges, review past grievances, find new reasons for disappointment, resentment, and self-pity, and otherwise enjoy being at odds with life and the whole damn human race. And that’s what’s been going on here lately.
You may have noticed there’s been a decided drop off in the number of posts over the last few weeks, and if you have, what have you been doing, counting? Really? You’ve got nothing better to do? Well, too bad. I haven’t felt like writing and haven’t had much to say anyway. Got a complaint? Take it up with the manager.
Have a nice day.
Thanks for stopping by. Come back soon.
(What did I tell you? Mister Sunshine.)