Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Holy Shit Balls
Holy Shit Balls! I forgot this blog even existed. I went back and read my only 2 blogs I had and boy were my hopes for this blog crushed. I must have been so motivated to start a blog that I forgot to continue with the blog after I started it. Maybe I thought it would just write itself. I mean Jeopardy now has a computer competing on the show named WATSON. If you ask me it should be called HAL. So why cant I have a robot that writes my blog? I dont know why I even wrote this much. I dont have not a damn follower. Well, see you in two years and when I say you, I mean me.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah. Blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah. BLAH. Blah blah. Blah blah blah, blah, blah blah? Blah blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah. BLAH blah blah!
Blah blah blah. BLAH blah blah!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Unaverage [un-av-er-ij] -noun, adj., verb
Yes, I know unaverage is not a word. Well it is, but not according to Merriam or that hopeless romantic Webster or any of their dict cousins. But, here it will be a word, a word that probably wont be used a lot, but a word you will see every time you come here. And who may you be? I dont know, probably no one, probably just me, but I guess it's good for me to know too.
So this is my first blog ever, that's probably not that unaverage and I gotta say it's not as satisfying as I thought it would be. Guess it would probably help if I knew someone was going to read it. Maybe I can ask my 83 year old neighbor to read it, I believe she can still see. No, I know she can still see, because every time I walk outside, she always seems to see me, to come talk to me and tell me the same ole story over and over. Now dont get me wrong, I love the old lady, she's a sweet old lady, reminds me of the Gran-maw that got ran over by a reindeer, well the cartoon version, not the 6 o'clock news tragedy on channel 4 version. It's just when she engages me in conversation, she never lets me get a word in. All I can usually get in is head nods and the occasional "really" or "huh" with a laugh here and there.
Anyway, I'm getting way off track, starting to rant out loud or how would you put this, rant out in cyber space (do they even say cyber space anymore). So this is my blog, this is my first stand hopefully not my last stand, all rapped up in a gift basket for you crazy webbers or bloggees, whatever you call yourself, John, Sue, R2D2, whomever, whoever.....Welcome to my rant...I mean blog.
So this is my first blog ever, that's probably not that unaverage and I gotta say it's not as satisfying as I thought it would be. Guess it would probably help if I knew someone was going to read it. Maybe I can ask my 83 year old neighbor to read it, I believe she can still see. No, I know she can still see, because every time I walk outside, she always seems to see me, to come talk to me and tell me the same ole story over and over. Now dont get me wrong, I love the old lady, she's a sweet old lady, reminds me of the Gran-maw that got ran over by a reindeer, well the cartoon version, not the 6 o'clock news tragedy on channel 4 version. It's just when she engages me in conversation, she never lets me get a word in. All I can usually get in is head nods and the occasional "really" or "huh" with a laugh here and there.
Anyway, I'm getting way off track, starting to rant out loud or how would you put this, rant out in cyber space (do they even say cyber space anymore). So this is my blog, this is my first stand hopefully not my last stand, all rapped up in a gift basket for you crazy webbers or bloggees, whatever you call yourself, John, Sue, R2D2, whomever, whoever.....Welcome to my rant...I mean blog.
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