Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Swamp

Just Killin Time

I can see it now.

"Ryan. You have on your complete own.
Pissed off, well... Everyone"

"Yeah But Lieutenant Stevo. 
I'm not cursing anywhere near the level I was before".

"Tehhh. Your are just incorrigible Ryan".

"Thanks Lt.".

I direct the following statement to the publishers who keep 
Blowin up my e-mails with contracts and book publishing offers.

The contracts Ya All e-mailing me are actually longer
Than my entire body.

38 pages.
47 pages.
29 pages.

Holy Fuckin Schmolly.

Ain't happening.

Now.

Tomorrow 

Ever.

For sure not even on the remotest far side
Regarding the Vanity Publishing Company. 

Just ain't dat vain.

Honestly.

At my age.

As well my far gone mental state.

"Daddy. You Are Loosing Your Mind".

"I Am"?

 

Sitting down and actually writing
A book is on the farthest remote side
Of The most remote Galaxy.


z8_GND_5296 formed within 700 million years after the beginning of the universe, making it the oldest and most distant galaxy ever verified.

I ain't gonna lie.

Your offers of gigantorous advances
Humble me to my very being.

Just ain't happening.

This blog is as far as it goes.

Actually humbling in a way that
I can not even put into words.

I have stated many times that this blog is my 
Therapy.

The fact that this insane diatribe is currently
read on a somewhat daily basis.

In 36 Countries.

Producing in actual reads now close to 
Two thousand a month.

Just shatters about every connecting molecular
Strand in my ever growing old brain.

This is as far as it goes.
Thanks for the offers.

At this point fame and fortune
Is less than a foregone conclusion.

As well this blog's lifespan is approaching the final
Lap.

Aside from the fact that I am most likely
Smoke in the relative seemingly very near
Future.

I feel that there are other things as it were 
That I want to undertake.

To All My Most Beautiful Best Readers
Worldwide.

Even you haters.

God Bless You.

And

Thanks For Humbling This Old Man
With Your Loyalty and Reads.

Especially
Google/Blogger.
For Hanging In There Through Out
All My Tirade Driven Rants and Raves
Throughout This Last Year.

Thank Ya All For Not Showing Me The Door.

It has been an excellent journey.

Just about out of time on this particular 
Computer.




C'mon Binny.
We Da Hell On Outta Here.
Got Some Sunset and A Bite Waitin On Us.










Ryan. Out.