In my personal journey, I always use lowercase lettering. For some odd reason, as soon as I started this blog, I wanted to use both lower and upper. I find that odd. Cause to me, using proper puncuation and Casing is putting me on the professional train. And I don't want to be on the professional train. I like comfy. I like natural. I like simple and easy. Sweatpants and Recliners. Haha. [I REALLY needed my sweatpants and recliner last night after gorging on a ridiculously tasty gyro salad.]
HOLY SMOKES. I just checked my email. Got one from me Mum.. she was talking about upper and lower case lettering. WHOA. Some creepy ESP shit goin' down today. THEN.. just last night I was talking to someone about my father.. etc etc etc.. and this person suggested I think about my dad and my childhood right before I go to sleep cause sometimes things come to you in your dreams.. so I talked to me Mum just now.. and.. SHE had a nightmare about my dad last night. WEEEIIIIRRRDDD!!!!!!!!!!!! my father thoughts TOTALLY went into her head/soul last night w/out even speaking to her.
WOWZERS.
I had a book when I was a kid called "Jack and the Beanstalk.". All I remember about it is there was this kid Jack.. and he was climbing up a "beanstalk". Whatever That is. And there was a Giant involved somehow. I'm gonna have to look that up.
Oh Yeah!! HAHA!! Here it is....
In the Jacobs version of the story Jack is a young lad living with his widowed mother. Their only means of income is a cow. When this cow stops giving milk one morning, Jack is sent to the market to sell it. On the way to the market he meets an old man who offers to give him "magic" beans in exchange for the cow.
Jack takes the beans but when he arrives home with no money, his mother gets angry and throws the beans out the window and sends Jack to bed without supper.
As Jack sleeps, the beans grow into a gigantic beanstalk. Jack climbs the bean stalk and arrives in a land high up in the sky where he follows a road to a house, which is the home of an ogre. He enters the house and asks the ogre's wife for food. She gives him food, but the ogre returns and senses that a human is nearby:
- Fee-fi-fo-fum!
- I smell the blood of an Englishman?
- Be he 'live, or be he dead,
- I'll grind his bones to make my bread.

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