SO TRUE, SO TRUE

On a variation of a poster that hung on my classroom wall for nearly a quarter century, this poster serves as its sister. My poster had the same funny eyes and stated Just Because You're Paranoid Doesn't Mean They're not out to get You.

Now why that hung on my back wall for all those years is a mystery to me. But it did. And now this poster is brought to my attention.

Do I think I suffer from paranoia? Well, let's see.

When I get stopped at every possible red light. When I'm the first car at every possible red light.

Or when I hit a golf shot that catches a sand trap by one foot, when with that additional foot I would have been on the green putting for birdie instead of blasting out of a sand trap with a huge lip.

Or when my computer goes on the fritz when I'm blogging or responding to e-mail.

Or when the tv show I've been waiting on is interrupted by an important news conference about health care. Fifty-two speeches about Obamacare. One headline about a Russia-USA nuclear agreement which will further tie the hands of our government and weaken our defense.

Or when I plan an outing, a special outing of some kind and it rains.

Oh, I could go on, but by now you get the gist that I am a complainer. Caused by my neurosis. Predicated by my paranoia. Advertised for 25 years in my classroom. Without any help from anybody.

I'd write more, but I think the neighbor girl who runs by my house everyday is stalking me. I mean, after all, she a college student, blonde and slim and athletic and attractive. Why wouldn't she be interested in me...?