BFE Reporter Monday

NEW NAME AND NEW LOGO

BFE Reporter Monday

Today a name change. The formerly Cub Reporter Monday is now BFE Reporter Monday. Here are the reasons:

1. The email post to send pics, vids and comments is bfereporter@yahoo.com. It just makes sense for clarity's sake.

2.   Cub reporter infers some sort of wide-eyed neophyte while you readers are quite adept at picture-taking and life observation (and yes, it also inferred an interest in the Chicago Cubs).

3. The urban dictionary describes BFE as "bum, or butt fuck Egypt, out in the middle of nowhere". It also is a metaphorically inaccessible or inconvenient isolation. This appeals to the philosopher in me. It is possible to be metaphorically isolated in a mass of people as well as a singular isolation in a remote corner of the universe. Wherever we are, and whoever we are with, there is still a gnawing, if ever so slight, realization that we are, in some way, permanently chained to a place called Butt Fuck Egypt. This is not necessarily a bad thing. This isolation gives us space to reflect, to ponder, to evaluate our lives and gives us the opportunity to make mid-course corrections. Open space gives us room to breath, to see ourselves or our world in an uncluttered fashion.

Thanks to those BFE'ers who have sent in pics and vids to the blog. But don't stop now. Your assignment: send the fascinating, mundane, pretty, ugly, everyday or out-of-the-ordinary things you see and experience. Cats, dogs, ferrets, a forsythia bush, the cornfield, you name it. Keep your cell phones handy and let's share our glorious BFE isolation with each other. Or, if you have a thought or feeling or opinion, type it down and forward it and I'll post it. Just about anything you want. (Please, no chain emails or Facebook pictures that have been around the world 4 times, no politics, anti-this or anti-that.) Tell your neighbors, tell your kids and bag boy at the grocery, father or mother confessor, bartender, or masseuse to send in their stuff, too.

I guess that's about it. I am excited to see what you can do with this blog. Besides, I like seeing what is going on elsewhere. And, yes, that's me up there in the new logo.

Since there have been no submissions, there is nothing else today.

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