The Bitter Truth is you may agree with everything you read in my blog. You may not think everything is true. But that's because your not that bright. Actually, some days, you're an idiot. Things I write may actually make you mad. And that's a good thing. Because a blog is supposed to stimulate conversation and debate. It shouldn't be all flower filled fluff. Like most mommy blogs. A blog should cause a reaction. So if you read something I wrote and think..."How could he write that?!" Then my job is done. I welcome feedback to all my posts. Also The Bitter truth about my blog is that is really is just written by me. Usually quickly and in the wee small hours. So there will be typos and issues with grammer. Or is it grammar? See I don't have a staff of writers and editors making my words sound pretty.
A couple of friends of mine, Eric Althoff and Adam Mars do chime in from time to time to point out the mistakes. But they don't do it all the time and aren't getting paid. Sorry guys, you are not. I do my best to write 2-3 times a week. But since it's a passion project and not a paid gig other things take priority. Now if someone wants to pay me for my random thoughts I am more than willing to make it my full time job. Until then this is what you get. As my son said the other day when they were handing out cupcakes and everyone wanted to green frosted ones--"You get what you get and you don't complain." Even at 5 years old my son is smarter than you and that's The Bitter Truth.
A couple of friends of mine, Eric Althoff and Adam Mars do chime in from time to time to point out the mistakes. But they don't do it all the time and aren't getting paid. Sorry guys, you are not. I do my best to write 2-3 times a week. But since it's a passion project and not a paid gig other things take priority. Now if someone wants to pay me for my random thoughts I am more than willing to make it my full time job. Until then this is what you get. As my son said the other day when they were handing out cupcakes and everyone wanted to green frosted ones--"You get what you get and you don't complain." Even at 5 years old my son is smarter than you and that's The Bitter Truth.
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