February 8, 2020

Ask Hoosierboy

As I start typing away on the little iPad keyboard, it occurs to me I have nothing to say this morning. Of course lack of quality content has never stopped me before from rambling on, but somehow this morning I have a crisis of conscience. I don’t want to exacerbate my dwindling readership with inane and pointless ramblings.

But I already have, nes pas?

So instead of complaining, chatting about the weather, or rambling on about politics,I propose I cut it short today. I think I’ll turn over the old blog to you.

About a decade ago I occasionally offered up an “Ask Hoosierboy” feature. As such, go ahead and ask me anything in the comments and I will try my best to offer a response. Any topic is open: history, politics, business, literature, physics, music, personal stuff. Bring it on.  Now is your chance to ask me the stuff you have always wanted to know.

In the meantime here is a an oldie that may bring a smile to your Saturday morning:



Have a great day.

6 comments:

  1. Hey, found your blog through InthemiddleoftheNight. I live in NWI. My question is: what are your thoughts on de-atomizing ourselves? Partly, that is a fancy way of asking how to find local clubs, meet-up groups, social/political events that we can attend/join to meet like-minided folks.

    But a larger part of the question involves how to de-atomize our society in general. Maybe some are lucky to be embedded in networks of friends and families, but others of us are not so lucky. When you take the red pills (and there are many of them), inevitably you shed the libtards in your life. What are some good strategies for replacing the discarded libtards with patriots?



    ReplyDelete
  2. Do you have a favorite author. Who? Why?

    ReplyDelete
  3. Elenore?
    I immediately thought of Eleanor Mondale, who had a great set of attractions and dated several celebrities back in the day.
    I love the Turtles, but hate the fact they smoked grass in the oval office and bragged about it.
    Youth.
    What a waste.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Or maybe it was a line of cocaine?

    ReplyDelete