Bless My Soul, It’s Confession Time

I’ve heard that you can say almost anything about someone else if you follow it with bless his/her soul. For example, you can say, “He’s a backstabbing jerk, bless his soul” and people nod and smile. Try that without the bless his soul and it sounds harsh, as it should.

I was excited to learn recently that you can say almost anything about yourself if you precede it with confession. For example, “Confession: I’m awesome at WordPress hacking.” That doesn’t sound as conceited as it would have without the confession. Better yet, confession also softens admitting something less than cool. “Confession: I can play ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’ by hitting my head.” See. It almost sounds like I’m self-aware and a little embarrassed.

Confession: I’m so much smarter and musical than that jerk Donald Trump, bless his soul. ;-)

In Other News Today…

The White House has finally released pictures of President Obama’s visit to Portland, Ore. This move should finally end the ongoing debate by those who claim Obama never visited Oregon during the 2008 campaign.1

Photo credit: “Barack Obama Rally, Portland, Oregon; Tom McCall Waterfront Park” by Ryan Harvey. Used under a Creative Commons license.

Shoot! I deleted a bunch of junk in my footnote, including my birther-distancing note that I believe that Obama was born where and when he says he was. Oops!