Apparently, the "blog-eating monster" has given birth to a son he has named the "photo-eating monster." Photo-eating monster is sneakier than his dad as he leaves no traceable evidence behind. PostalTexan alert me about this sneaky fiend when I posted her Photoshopped Hollywood star on my page only to have it disappear. PT's star is back on my page now! To let all of you in on a little secret, I used a photo of Ronald Reagan's walk of fame star because it was a very large digital image and easier to remove the name and replace it with other stars we all love and know.

This "blog-eating monster" is partly a computer glitch from this site. When we write a blog, the default "entry status" reads "public." At one point, after we write and preview our posts, the next step is to click "save post." For a time, when you click "save post" the "entry status" will suddenly default to "draft" giving the appearance that your blog has been deleted. The only way to check if this has ever happened to you is to go to "My site" then click "manage blog posts" and review your past blogs - you may find that the blog-eating monster turned your blog into a "draft" instead of "public."

But I have been dealing with these kinds of monsters all of my life and they don't scare me! I have been tolerating the "sock-stealing monster" in my dryer and the "TV remote eating monster" and the "car keys eating monster" for a long time.

My worst foe in life currently is the "common-sense eating monster." This one is a very bad monster. I have witnessed the havoc that this beast does to people in management. He is not limited to postal management, but big business management and government management as well.

All of us have stories about the "common-sense eating monster" in the post office. But now, this monster has slithered his way into the White House and is residing in the Secretary of Treasurers office. He is curled up, snug as a bug, under Henry Paulson's desk. I am not going to add anymore thought about this $700 billion dollar bailout. Spauldo and PostalTexan have covered this subject better than I can. But, hey, I love PostalTexan's idea. That's why I say:

The last message I received in my inbox came from someone named "Tim from Dallas" - no relation to Tom from Dallas. He mentioned that I should quit my job and become an obituary writer. At first, I thought the idea sounded creepy. but I understood what he meant, because I wrote a couple of blogs about my friends Isaac Johns and Frank Miller passing away.

I will take your advice Tim and write another obituary:

MR. COMMON SENSE

Common Sense, aka C.S., lived a long life, but became easy prey for the Common Sense Eating Monster during the end of the Bush Administration. No one really knows how old he was, his birth records have been entangled in piles of bureaucratic red tape.
Known affectionately to close friends as Horse Sense and Sound Thinking, he selflessly devoted himself to a life of service in homes, schools, hospitals and offices, helping hard-working taxpayers get jobs done without a lot of fanfare and backstabbing. Rules and regulations and petty, frivolous lawsuits held no power over C.S.

A most reliable sage, he was credited with cultivating the ability to know when to come in out of the rain, the discovery that the early bird gets the worm and that honesty is always the best policy. C.S. also developed sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn), and reliable parenting strategies (the adult is in charge, not the kid)

C.S.'s health began declining in the late 1990s when he became infected with the It's All About Me Virus. Recently, his waning strength proved no match for the oppressive tax codes on the middle class while the super rich receive billion dollar bailouts. C.S. was sapped of strength and the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, criminals received better treatment than victims. His deterioration accelerated as postal workers were forced into early retirement while upper management receives $750,000 dollars worth of Blackberries because they are a "neccessity." 

As the end neared, doctors say C.S. drifted in and out of logic but was kept informed of developments regarding regulations about those evil bastards that smoke in public! Finally, upon hearing about the August 2008 plan to ban inhalers from 14 million asthmatics due to a trace of a pollutant that may be harmful to the environment, the Common Sense Eating Monster gobbled him up. Services will be at Whispering Pines Cemetery. C.S. was preceded in death by his wife, Discretion; one daughter, Responsibility; and one son, Reason. He is survived by two step-daughters, Ima Whiner and Ida Know.

Memorial Contributions may be sent to the Institute for Rational Thought.

Shalom, Common Sense. May you rest in peace.