I've decided not to do my entire Columbo parody right now .

The above line says it all ... ... If you happened to be me , who had the rest of the above thought in my mind , untyped , but which if typed would say it all . ... Say it all to you that is . So , let's get it typed , even if your just a figment of my imagination , since you're not reading this , because NOBODY is reading this , because this is an Unpopular blog . Yes , I capitalized the " U " in " unpopular " ; don't you dare deny me that right . Not that I particularly relish that right , but rather because I'm against daring . And , to be imperfectly honest , I have come to the conclusion that , indeed , I do not have that right . How ? Well , when I typed that capitalized " U " , I was bombarded by a torrent of mental images of people being maimed by an animal whose name I will not reveal here , but who has stripes and is a tiger . My only conclusion is that Mother Nature set these horrifable images upon me , precisely because I excercised the " right " that I really don't have . Retribution , basically . And how , you ask , could I dare accuse Mother Nature of this sadistic act ? The tiger is one of hers . You heard me ; don't make me repeat it again . But , if I had to ( repeat it again ) , it'd ( the " it " in " it'd " being the thing I'm repeating again ) would go something like this : The tiger is hers . As I said , it would go something like that , and something is indeed anything ... if one lets it be ; just as the baby brontasaur in the Congo is a myth ... if we let it be . ( Actually , perhaps the word is " legend " , not " myth " . ) And by the way , I think I spelled " excercised " wrong up there . In any case , including the ones for and against hurting people when they stumble ( that is , stumble ethically , not physically , as one who stumbles physically is already hurt ) , I will type the full thought which I had in mind to type ... at the beginning of this post ... I've decided not to do my entire Columbo parody right now , because I don't want that kind of commitment and I just wanna type random , unplanned **** like this for the time being . How will I get satisfaction from that ? I won't . But that's life , y'know .