Tuesday, August 28, 2012


This blogging thing is hard. Boy, I'm going to have to hire an assistant or something.  Or maybe I'm going to need to do something besides eat, work, shit.  I get a shower in there; I'm not a freakin' ape, ya know.  If I were an ape, this would be some miraculous shit right now, blogging.  Certainly, if an ape was able to blog, it would be fascinating.  If I woke up in the morning to find myself transformed into an ape, I'd be scared. Eventually, I'd feel pretty awesome and go to the store for a banana run.  I could work as a body guard or night club bouncer. I would then pay my way to through law school and represent animal actors.

There, I've finally got my five-year plan!

Monday, August 06, 2012

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I can't think of anything interesting to post.  This blog is running on fumes.  I guess that means that I'm running on fumes. It isn't for a lack of interesting things that I've done or seen, or smelt.  I guess it just means that I feel like I'm old news, tired, whatever.  Poor me.

I love all my current bloggies.  I do, however, miss having certain old blog friends come around.  It's the nature of the blogosphere, I suppose. I miss the golden years of this blog.  There was a time before: when I didn't have cancer, family members weren't dead, and I still looked young.  That time of blogging was rather fun for me.  I would do off the wall posts, show passion, or go on a rant.   That was a time of having crushes on pixelated expressions of other people and their ideas. I think I'm in it now for the companionship.  Blogging is just like a marriage when it gets old--do it twice a month and on holidays. 

I guess I'm just feeling a bit down at the moment.  I'll get over it.

Any of you have a "Grunt" moment from this blog that brings a smile to your face? I'd like to hear about it.