Tuesday, August 09, 2011

The Need To Screed

Lately, I've fielded several inquiries about when I'll resume regular blogging.  A man I met this past weekend actually wanted my autograph. 

Apparently, I have fans . . . a surprisingly large following amongst the common folk of Asheboro . . . the consensus being that I tell it like it is . . . especially when it comes to our sad/sorry/suck-up excuse for a newspaper . . . and all of the "right people" who ran my hometown into the ground as they stuffed their own pockets . . .

. . . Bob Morrison being first in line in terms of screwing-over his employees while he collects his very phat paycheck.  And he's gotten away with it mostly because no one on Randolph Hospital's Board of Directors has a working set of testicles - or a spine.

Fans.  Who knew?  (Well, certainly not some of the more "progressive" bloggers of Greensboro.) 

The answer is to the question is I'll come back when I feel the need . . . the need to screed.  And I don't yet.  I'm enjoying my summer break . . . and the time away from my Blogger dashboard has been very productive.

But I do know what the first topic will be.  Well, maybe the second.

Stay tuned.

2 comments:

Buzz of the Armfield's who gave money to build the cancer center at Randolph Hospital said...

We've missed you Dr. Johnson.

Dr. Mary H. Johnson; Asheboro, N.C. said...

Some more than others, I expect;)

It was very hard to suppress the urge to comment on Tricky Dick Well's lastest smooth moves to turn Asheboro into Trashboro.

And I trust you saw the news on FNB's last quarterly losses? Bleeding money they are.

It really is a CRIME that Mike Miller was able to hope so quickly and effortlessly to his new career as a university president.

He certainly left a mess behind in Asheboro.