A WAHumorous World

It pounds incessantly and shakes the core of your being, just as Poe once wrote...

...The Telltale Heart!

Heart. Valentine Heart.

All this carrying on in the name of romance, love and all that mushy stuff.

I either wasn't born with the romantic gene or it was a very small gene, who was picked on by all the other genes.

While it's a great time in terms of online marketing (all those wonderful Valentine's gifts that everyone NEEDS to buy), it's no big thing to me otherwise. Never really has been.

Hey, whoa!! I'm not the callous, insensitive type always grumbling about it all like a misplaced Grinch. I'm just not one for making a big fuss, that's all.

A typical "romantic" exchange between my wife and I goes something like this:

"Y'here?"

"Yeah"

"Y'here?"

Long, reflective pause...

"What's for supper?"


Don't it just get ya right here? Sniff.


My valentines have been everything from flowers to poems to cartoons to movie tickets (NOT chick flicks!)

The message still comes across.

Besides, those big red candy filled hearts will be 50% off come the 15th...Tastes better that way.