Because he dances on the ceiling

Now that the sun has risen and set a couple of times on the grumpy post of the other day, I can chuckle at the assertions I made. It’s important for me to be able to laugh at myself sometimes.
However, once I started playing the blame game, it got kind of fun:

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For the incessant phone calls from people who claim to not be telemarketers: I blame you, A T & T

For my headache, I blame you, rap music

For my teenage love of the book Twilight, I blame you, love’s baby soft

For my sore feet, I blame you, Nike

For my peeling ceiling paint, I blame you, Lionel Ritchie

For my ever expanding back end, I blame you, Mom

For my forgetfulness, I blame you Omega 3’s

For my love of fresh veggies, I blame you local farmers

For my increased love of democracy, I blame you, Iran

For my love of pies, I blame you, apples

For my love of cold weather, I blame you, penguins

For my love of the written word, I blame you 7th grade English Teacher, Ms. Moriarty

For my love of furry cats, I blame you, Fig

For paying attention to my Zen, I blame you, Margene

For my pierced ears, I blame you, Norma

For my love of good food, I blame you, Julia Child

For my insane love of a good salad, I blame you, croutons and sliced almonds

For my love of fine yarn, I blame you, SHEEP

For my pinched finger, I blame you, physics and geometry equally

For my desire for a vacation far away, I blame you, Orville Wright.

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I’m sure I could go on and on. For my warped sense of humor, I blame YOU!

Who do you blame and for what??

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