I StumbledUpon a short article one night that stopped me in my tracks.
It was titled, “If your blog disappeared, who would miss it?”
I thought about the question for a good long time and came to the conclusion that, yeah,
there are many people that would miss it.
I do hope I’m right.
I am no egomaniac but I do feel that some folks would, yours truly being one.
I’ve been blogging now for almost five years with no foreseeable end in sight.
It’s been the reaction to my words and thoughts that’s kept me going strong for 5, to be honest.
Some comments I’ve received are seemingly deeper than the posts I’ve written.
It would seem that I’m fishing for compliments here, but I am definitely not.
I have 5 questions for anyone kind enough to take the time to answer them.
I appreciate your honesty and feedback.

1. What is it that makes you visit me again?
2. What do you not like about Smoke and Mirrors? (be honest)
3. What would you like to see more of (or less of) in the future?
4. Would you like to see something different?
5. What is your favorite post and why? (longtime readers only)

There are more questions that I have but I don’t want to keep you here forever
(a little white lie, methinks)
I made this post relatively short to give you a few moments to comment.
I thank all of you dearly in advance.

It’s Malarkey Monday once again and another opportunity
for us to make you smile.
I found a few very funny things this week.
First up, a short video regarding what cats think:

I’ll have the chicken wings puhhlease . . .

Me and my relationship with StumbleUpon . . .

Please visit my fellow Malarkers!
Happy Monday!

Moe
Morky
Muffy

Now and then my daughters send me a link that immediately makes me chuckle.
Thanks Jenna (& Sarah, the original source)
Still funny as all hell.
This is a repost so just watch the damn thing, okay? 

I listened to this on my Nano tonight and could only think of my Mom.
I’m but a breath away from where she is . . .
She loved music.
Good music.
Sweet music.
She would have loved Groban’s voice
The man playing piano is David Foster . . . another God, of sorts, for me personally
Enjoy

Taking the long way, maybe the wrong way
and now he would never quite know,
a misplaced word here, a disquieting pause there
pretty maids all in a row
the missed cues of misfits,
once covered in black ink
falling tears of a faraway blue
a candle burns dim, she’ll never see him again
And his words that were bluer than true but then

What was meant to be, was all that there was;
of that he’d always been certain
the party was over, on that he was clear as crystal
the moment of truth was the curtain
for him, life goes on . . .
like the time & the tides
and long ago thoughts slip on bye and bye bye
the loss and confusion, were never illusion
When all that was left was goodbye  hello, goodbye

It’s Malarky Monday once again.
And off we go . . .

Sometimes it’s all about the dancing.
Check out this 20 year old bird named Frosty.
Personally, I think he needs a pair of Wayfarers

Here’s a hopeful picture

How about a totally useless product?

or one that’s just plain weird
(faith enhancing breath spray?)

Please visit my fellow Malarkers!

Moe,
Morky &
Muffy

The following is a Public Service Announcement that was done in the UK.
It is graphic, violent and bloody.
I post this for anyone with children driving these days.
I have three daughters and they will undoubtedly watch this.
If it saves one life, it will have been well worth the post.
And if you think for one minute that this isn’t happening, you are KIDDING yourself.
Talk to your children.
God only knows how much I love mine.
Technology giveth and technology taketh away.
Please don’t let it be the latter.
Please view this video with caution.