Frankin' it up.

The name.

"Frankin' it up" is a term my friends in high school coined. The "urban dictionary'esque" definition is that my teenage brain had an innate inability to filter stupid stuff from exiting my mouth, causing me to take things a little too far by saying something inappropriate. All of those thoughts, I clearly should have kept inside my head. The term actually began to take on a life of its own and everyone "franked it up" sooner or later. And they were certainly called out for it. 

 

The posts.

Twenty-five or so years later, I'm taking that derogatory term, "loosely" based on my name, and flipping the script. I've been bottling up thoughts, rants, etc. for several years now. It's time to uncork the tap on this 40-something year old brain and let the musings fly.

 

The reason.

I can't guarantee any literary masterpiece is going to be tapped out on this apple keyboard. I can only hope that what I come up makes you think a little bit and maybe even makes you laugh, cry or pass gas. And I'm not going to sit here and exclaim that these writings are straight from the lips of God, but He is certainly in my life. He's my hope. He's my solace. And, ultimately, I hope a glimmer of Him shows up in what I write.