Outside the sky weeps silent tears;
Perhaps to show the Earth they fear;
Though some would scurry and flee inside;
I see no reason to run and hide;
Although this night may be dreary to some;
I sit and smile, at peace, and numb.

Alright, generally I just say what's on my mind in blogs and make no apologies as it should be -- that's what blogs are for in my opinion; however, it has come to my direct attention that I made some women who I care for to some capacity feel bad about themselves. I realize insecurity, and more aptly reactivity is something we all share in common -- to varying degrees.

My ex just so happened to have DD breasts, so what, that was her size, and I was missing them as she was my wife and I loved and cared for her, therefore I loved and grew accustomed to her body specifically. I don't think breast size is a big deal; it isn't. If she had [insert size] breasts I'd have remarked on that size instead.

I was drunk and missing her body, so it was about her and her body and not women's bodies in general.

I just know that I wouldn't appreciate it if women started going on about penis size or something. You just grow to love your partner as they are; including psychically, however they may be.

Don't be insecure about your bodies! It was about my ex and missing her.

Also, admittedly it was a somewhat snide, tongue-in-cheek way to depreciate her. Thor knows she depreciated me. So, it was entirely to do with her --including exorcizing my inner-demons. In no way should anything I write EVER be taken personally. I use this blog partly to get things off my mind or chest (heh) in a completely impersonal manner for the very purpose of not airing out my dirty laundry on others. If you take what I say too seriously and especially personally you WILL be offended.

On this blog, I'm often my alter-ego -- which is, all my demons and darkness split off from my whole-being entirely and personified.

Tea is like the redheaded stepchild of Coffee.

Is Java in your bloodstream as opposed to ethanol metabolized into acetylaldehyde!

Marketers should be banging my door down. Sigh, to be great is to be misunderstood

It's all the same, really; at some stage they'd want me to use my powers for evil (marketing).

Alcohol is like Coffee's 'special' cousin.