Hey it is me the mad man from Phoenix Arizona.  I speak well but I write so people don't understand what I say. I write in riddle, I riddle with words missing from my thought, and I told that I write with feeling amd passion.

Who I am and why should I care about why you even address your thoughts

 about me.  I am 57 years old and original from the east coast. I married for the last 31 years, raise five daughters and now have by the middle of May, eighteen grandchildren.

I can hear in your thought, SO.  No I not the riches man in the material sense and I don't even own a home but for the most part I am happy.  I am me and no one can take that away from me. Not even AA, MIC, and Tommie boy.

Why do I even write on this site when I know that you three are waiting in the wings to stomp on me and my writing.  I have learn more about you guys in the last months to understand this:people who live in glass shouldn't be throwing stones.  The other fatc that I have pick up, your people skills are really lacking and I am glad I am not you.  If we stuck on a desert island and we needed each other to survive, we are going to die because anything I do would be critique and those actions which would of saved up wouldn't be used and we would die.

One last thing and maybe this will make you happy, as of Friday, I was told by the doctor I have being: I could have lekemia and my bone marrow is screw up so all you have to do is wait and I'll be out of your hair.  But until that time I will write(even with my bad grammar and all the faults you all find with me) I am going to write to my heart content.  Thank you any way.