Appetizer:
Well, well, well. It certainly has been some time since I've posted a blog of any kind, any where. Ah, so is life, busy as it can be.
Honestly, I can't say that I feel too bad, as the holiday season always takes so much extra effort. There's a million things to do, places to go, and things to buy.
There have also been some interesting little happenings in my world which I really want to share. Perhaps you, my audience, will find it in your hearts to forgive me.
You can really see, first hand, what an amazing apologizer I am. All I've done is failed to bore you with my meaningless blogs and I say I'm sorry.
There's entirely a chance that I'm still a little tipsy. Or Tired? Or a little spaced out from my recent viewing of Pan's Labyrinth.
Okay, The wise among you will have skipped to this line. I just wanted to further define the term, "wasting your time". I felt that the creation of a truly great example has been neglected far too long.
Meat and Potatoes:
Can you believe it? Last month I was punched in the face while walking down my street at night. I was returning home from dinner and Bam! I get socked in the eye. Now, I saw the guy coming, but I was on the phone. I don't know whether it's ironic or not, noteworthy in the least, but this friend on the other end is the only one I've know to get beat up on his own street by strangers.
So, here I am, chatting away, full of delicious catfish, apple pie and wine. He's walking my way down the sidewalk, veering slightly towards me. I sidestep a little, thinking maybe he's drunk or homeless or not paying attention... whatever. Five feet from me is the last I see him in my periphery. Next thing I know, I'm on the sidewalk, the world is spinning, my cheek is tingly, and I'm still trying to talk to my friend.
Sheer craziness. He walks off mumbling to himself about some money he should have. He didn't rob me, he didn't even look back. Golly, I wish I'd had a taser or a laser or whatever. A woman that had been walking some 20 meters behind me approached to see if I was okay. What was the first thing I said? "Wow, I haven't been punched since grade school." WHAT? That's the first thing I think? And I'm laughing? Wow. At least I'm not upset.
I call the police, file a report, but what do I expect them to do? After all, I don't have any idea what the guy looks like. It's nightime, and I didn't look at him directly. Oh well. I'll pay better attention next time I get clocked.
Dessert?:
I guess that's really the most exciting news I have. I mean, how do you follow up an action-packed adventure like that? I could go back to last spring or summer when a cop in full riot gear opened my door, his gun trained at my chest. There was a man-hunt going on in my neighborhood. That's old news to me, though. And now you know what happened, so the rest of the story and build-up would be boring.
Today I started laser on my face. That was fun and not quite as painful as I had expected. I've already had my neck done, so it's really old hat to me. I don't take the laser to be that big of a deal, really. I'm pretty thrilled to get rid of the hair and the bother. Oh, and the ingrowns and zits. Good bye. Good riddance.
What else? Well, I'm on a new project. Slow going so far, but there's a firm deadline. I'm all set to be screwed. I hope no one above or below me reads this. I'd hate to let on any nervousness to those relying on me. I'm pretty confident. I'm not really inclined to fail. Let's hope I can follow through.
Oh, I started a painting last week and finished this week. It was only two evenings, which is why I'm so excited. It's not complicated, and I'll try to post it soon, but I'm so glad to have turned a piece around so quickly. I really have to finish some of these older paintings. One of them has been in the works for nigh on three years. Hmmm, perhaps longer? Wow. I have to get going before I get bored or my style changes on me. AND I have my secret book I'm working on.
I'm kinda busy, I guess. Well, hopefully I'll be more faithful to this blog. We'll see.
Bye for now!!!
Well, well, well. It certainly has been some time since I've posted a blog of any kind, any where. Ah, so is life, busy as it can be.
Honestly, I can't say that I feel too bad, as the holiday season always takes so much extra effort. There's a million things to do, places to go, and things to buy.
There have also been some interesting little happenings in my world which I really want to share. Perhaps you, my audience, will find it in your hearts to forgive me.
You can really see, first hand, what an amazing apologizer I am. All I've done is failed to bore you with my meaningless blogs and I say I'm sorry.
There's entirely a chance that I'm still a little tipsy. Or Tired? Or a little spaced out from my recent viewing of Pan's Labyrinth.
Okay, The wise among you will have skipped to this line. I just wanted to further define the term, "wasting your time". I felt that the creation of a truly great example has been neglected far too long.
Meat and Potatoes:
Can you believe it? Last month I was punched in the face while walking down my street at night. I was returning home from dinner and Bam! I get socked in the eye. Now, I saw the guy coming, but I was on the phone. I don't know whether it's ironic or not, noteworthy in the least, but this friend on the other end is the only one I've know to get beat up on his own street by strangers.
So, here I am, chatting away, full of delicious catfish, apple pie and wine. He's walking my way down the sidewalk, veering slightly towards me. I sidestep a little, thinking maybe he's drunk or homeless or not paying attention... whatever. Five feet from me is the last I see him in my periphery. Next thing I know, I'm on the sidewalk, the world is spinning, my cheek is tingly, and I'm still trying to talk to my friend.
Sheer craziness. He walks off mumbling to himself about some money he should have. He didn't rob me, he didn't even look back. Golly, I wish I'd had a taser or a laser or whatever. A woman that had been walking some 20 meters behind me approached to see if I was okay. What was the first thing I said? "Wow, I haven't been punched since grade school." WHAT? That's the first thing I think? And I'm laughing? Wow. At least I'm not upset.
I call the police, file a report, but what do I expect them to do? After all, I don't have any idea what the guy looks like. It's nightime, and I didn't look at him directly. Oh well. I'll pay better attention next time I get clocked.
Dessert?:
I guess that's really the most exciting news I have. I mean, how do you follow up an action-packed adventure like that? I could go back to last spring or summer when a cop in full riot gear opened my door, his gun trained at my chest. There was a man-hunt going on in my neighborhood. That's old news to me, though. And now you know what happened, so the rest of the story and build-up would be boring.
Today I started laser on my face. That was fun and not quite as painful as I had expected. I've already had my neck done, so it's really old hat to me. I don't take the laser to be that big of a deal, really. I'm pretty thrilled to get rid of the hair and the bother. Oh, and the ingrowns and zits. Good bye. Good riddance.
What else? Well, I'm on a new project. Slow going so far, but there's a firm deadline. I'm all set to be screwed. I hope no one above or below me reads this. I'd hate to let on any nervousness to those relying on me. I'm pretty confident. I'm not really inclined to fail. Let's hope I can follow through.
Oh, I started a painting last week and finished this week. It was only two evenings, which is why I'm so excited. It's not complicated, and I'll try to post it soon, but I'm so glad to have turned a piece around so quickly. I really have to finish some of these older paintings. One of them has been in the works for nigh on three years. Hmmm, perhaps longer? Wow. I have to get going before I get bored or my style changes on me. AND I have my secret book I'm working on.
I'm kinda busy, I guess. Well, hopefully I'll be more faithful to this blog. We'll see.
Bye for now!!!
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enjoy:
omg hottie alert! 
meatpieboy:
Hey, read your post on body hair... are you in biology? You don't usually find perspectives like that on the boards.