BRAINPAN LEAKAGE

Just a quick and simple nod to my father, M. R. Sellars SENIOR, who left this world most unexpectedly one October night in 2005, sparking nationwide rumors of my own untimely but not yet realized death. If he’d been here to see that I’m sure he would have found it highly amusing.

Russell Sellars wasn’t one for pomp and circumstance, so making a big deal about things just wouldn’t do in his eyes, however, today would have been his 70th birthday.

So, without fanfare, here’s to you, Dad. Thanks for making me who I am today, and as I’ve said before – If in my lifetime I am able to eventually achieve being even half the man you were, I will have accomplished my goal.

And, just as you would have celebrated this day in a sedate fashion, I will be doing so as well. I already have the scotch sitting out, a cigar waiting in the humidor, and a spot on the porch swing so that I can take your often repeated advice – relax and take some time to smell the roses, because you never know when you’ll be out of time.

Your son…

Some of you have been doubting me.

Y’all know who you are. You keep sending emails and leaving comments chastising me for saying E K is the one true evil.

“How could such a sweet person be evil?” You ask.

You shake your head and say, “You’re just making that up.”

“She can’t be evil…” You announce then verbally assault me with, “In fact, she must be a saint to put up with all the vicious rumors you spread about her…”

Well, guess what? She had herself tested and the results are in:

See, I told you so… She’s even laughing about it.

You wanna know what’s REALLY bad about all this? Well, I’m going to tell you anyway. I happen to know she cheated.

She’s actually certified 113% pure evil.

More to come…

Murv