I Wasn't Going To Comment On This...

...because it's best to let the sleeping dogs snore, or lay, or whatever the saying is.

I happen to like this lady. But damned if she doesn't run into some bad luck. Nevertheless, one has to admire her tenacity when she confronts said bad luck. If it were her and a pit bull in a closed cage, I'd put my money on Babs.

I'm confounded as to why she has such lousy luck when it comes to men. Maybe it's a curse or some bad kharma of some kind. Be that as it may, I like reading her. She's intelligent and insightful, while still being humble when need be. And she opens her life for all to see. I admire that. She's been pissed on, again, but I suspect she wouldn't want any pity. So I shan't behoove you to send any. But if you like reading about the human condition, in all its glory, then go pay a visit, as you have before. If nothing else, it's compelling. And told as only she can.