A Word from the Editors.

A Word from the Editors.


The Editors here at Standard Kink would like to apologize if that last poem was offensive to any of our blind readers. Obviously it was meant simply in the spirit of whimsy. We here at Standard Kink are adamantly opposed to making fun of those with disabilities and we certainly do not habitually make inappropriate sexual gestures at blind people on the street, no matter what that cop said that he thought he saw that one time.

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Pedantic Profusion!

On the off chance that you have noticed the profusion of posts I have been posting lately and asked yourself, “I wonder if Jamie’s prolonged nervous breakdown is finally snowballing out of control …” please rest assured that I am as okay as I ever am. I have simply found myself with a few extra pockets of time lately. And also, please don’t worry that I have given up on substantive-ness and am consoling myself by writing poetry about chicken abuse (see below post: “Lock the Bathroom Door Next Time!“), I have been doing some real writing too.

Additionally I have even had the time to get (marginally) better at cutting my own hair. I did it again last night and thus far have only found one patch that I missed! I am also working on getting ready for my Grand Canyon hike next month. So much to obsess over! I have to figure out a whole new sleeping system! And get a magical water purifier! And figure out a backpack packing strategy I am happy with. Believe it or not I actually am very excited about all of these things. Also I think my ankle has healed enough for me to start running again, so you should get yourself into psychological place where you can enjoy reading blog posts about how sore I am all the time! (Seriously, why do you read this blog at all?)

TTFN
j.


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A Very Special Editor’s Note.

So you know how sometimes you’re reading through this blog and you come across something particularly ill-conceived and you actually say out loud, “Well that is just the stupidest godamn thing I have ever read. Why do I even keep reading this godman blog?”

Well, just so that you know, we here at Standard Kink sometimes get that feeling when we’re writing this stuff.

So today is going to be one of those days for you.

What awaits you below is some of the most egregiously dumb, time-wasting, sloppy and ridiculous work that we have ever posted.

This is when you ask, “Worse than that poem about Shark Week that didn’t even rhyme?”

Yes.

“Dumber than that time you wrote about all the unopened mail on your desk?”

Yes.

“More insipid then the poem you wrote about Kenny Loggins visiting you at work?”

Yes.

“Wow. That is pretty bad.”

Look it has just been that kind of day, okay? They can’t all be winners folks. But look, you try writing stuff for a blog every single day. It is really hard to generate content!

Abandon all hope ye who enter here!

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