Damn...I've had nothing to say since march 24th? I must be slacking.
*note: due to a small shift in my work schedule my insomnia's kicked back in, so I'm writing this around 4:30AM. It's a little goofy...I'll try to be more on the ball next blog*
First I've gotta mention this...Keith Richards of the Rolling Stones said in an interview the other day that the strangest thing he ever snorted was his father. Yup, you read that right...he snorted his father. He cut a small part of his father's cremated remains into his cocaine and snorted it. Words fail me at the moment.
Now some good news...I'm going to be getting about $1700 back from uncle sam on my taxes this year. Fu-kin sweet! That means I'll be able to get some furniture when I move. I'm thinking a new couch and a new bed are first on the list. A queen sized bed....mmmmm...no more sleeping on a standard size.
Yes, I have a little bed...stop laughing at me. At the moment I have a very small bedroom, and combined with my insomnia and a long term lacking of a woman to share space with, my money was always better spent elsewhere.
Moving on...I really wanna have something deep to say to all of you...something profound, to make you go "ooooh" and "aaaaahh" and such...
...unfortunately, I've got nothing. It's something about the springtime...when it rolls in each year I get really shallow for a while...like kiddie pool shallow. I'm inclined to kick back, enjoy the warmer weather, and vegetate.
So I'm looking for suggestions...send me some ideas...questions, surveys, whatever you've got. I'm also gonna steal an idea from the darling Luthie...you can request a photo of something in my life, and I'll take it and send it to you. So get to work boys and girls.
*note: due to a small shift in my work schedule my insomnia's kicked back in, so I'm writing this around 4:30AM. It's a little goofy...I'll try to be more on the ball next blog*
First I've gotta mention this...Keith Richards of the Rolling Stones said in an interview the other day that the strangest thing he ever snorted was his father. Yup, you read that right...he snorted his father. He cut a small part of his father's cremated remains into his cocaine and snorted it. Words fail me at the moment.
Now some good news...I'm going to be getting about $1700 back from uncle sam on my taxes this year. Fu-kin sweet! That means I'll be able to get some furniture when I move. I'm thinking a new couch and a new bed are first on the list. A queen sized bed....mmmmm...no more sleeping on a standard size.
Yes, I have a little bed...stop laughing at me. At the moment I have a very small bedroom, and combined with my insomnia and a long term lacking of a woman to share space with, my money was always better spent elsewhere.
Moving on...I really wanna have something deep to say to all of you...something profound, to make you go "ooooh" and "aaaaahh" and such...
...unfortunately, I've got nothing. It's something about the springtime...when it rolls in each year I get really shallow for a while...like kiddie pool shallow. I'm inclined to kick back, enjoy the warmer weather, and vegetate.
So I'm looking for suggestions...send me some ideas...questions, surveys, whatever you've got. I'm also gonna steal an idea from the darling Luthie...you can request a photo of something in my life, and I'll take it and send it to you. So get to work boys and girls.
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And I pick you. Dammit. Candy bar and Guiness, right?