Moonlight Rambling...

I have been known, from time to time to engage in a mean-spirited rant, laced with vitriolic barbs and acidic observations.

I have been known, from time to time, to fashion my words into a blunt object and thrash about - doing my best to be wicked, unforgiving and above all else, accurate.

But I am trying, these days, to temper my temper and just let some things be...

So it with this sentiment in mind that I say this of the Moonlight Ramble:

In 14 years living in this city, with over a decade of that time being spent working and/or volunteering at hundreds-upon-hundreds of special events and parties -- I have never -- EVER -- been so poorly treated as a volunteer or had as miserable a time as I did this evening at this event.

If I had to choose between letting the Hounds of Hades rend my flesh or spending one more second of my life involved with the Moonlight Ramble...I would, myself, personally, tear off my own limbs and feed them lovingly to Lucifer's lapdogs. I would hack the limbs off, one-by-one, with a dull rusty cleaver and have a more enjoyable experience than I had tonight.

But I am trying to be nicer about things....

So let's just leave it with this:

I would sooner give a leper with a one-inch penis (riddled with puss-oozing pustules) a blowjob rather than spend one minute more thinking about this sham of an event.

And I'm being kind...far too kind…