posting

My posting has become a little sparse perhaps the word is infrequent, or given the lack of fiber in my diet I might describe my past posting as irregular, but that my put bathroom thoughts in peoples heads and we can't have that.

Anyway, as i was saying, my posting has slowed, it isn't that I don't have lots of great thoughts and wisdom to impart on the world, or the five people who read this, but if those five tell their blogging buddies something I said, well, given the people who come here have vast networks of blogging pals, my under exposed but no less genius ideas can be spread throughout the nation, world, universe, muahahahahaha.

However, back to my not posting, I've not been posting lately because, I am busy. Been working 70+ hours a week. Been getting ready for a baby, been walking my dog. How old would you say the baby has to be before I can say take your dog for a walk? How about telling the dog to take his baby for a walk, is that legal?

On a side and slightly less important note, wanna see greatness. I mean since I took the photo of me off of here, there is rarely a sighting to be had anymore.

I know that my claims of greatness might be challenged by some misguided player haters, but if you're the one challenging, I would like to point out you're quite simply but absolutely wrong.

I am a dog person

This video cracks me up and clearly demonstrates why I am a dog person, you can't trust a cat, they're sneaky.

Fires

I was over at Abby's blog and her story inspired me to retale a story of mine. Unfortunatly for me, I can not lay blame at the foot of the dumbass 11 year old next door. My neighbor's could tell a story similar to abby's but mine is differnt.

So here it goes, It is a pleasent day back in I'll say the spring/summer just past the fifth grade. I think that would have been 1984. Oh sweet, van halen jump was likely on my mtv, and i was blissfully unaware of the awsomely understated drama that women would bring to my life.

Anyway, I was thinking, I need some lunch, what do we have, well be got some potatoes and crisco I'll make french fries, and have a coke. Doh, we're out of soda. So I put my fries on and think to myself, I'll bet I can get to the gas station and back (on a bike) before my fries are done.

As it turns out I couldn't do that trip in less time than it takes to cook french fries, burn fries, have grease catch fire from exessive heat, and start cubboards on fire.

In an endorsement of the boyscouts of america, or perhaps cubscouts, I don't remember which your in at that point, I knew not to but water on a grease fire. So I got the fire put out and no one even called the fire department. Which in hind sight my have been the best thing some one could have done, cause than my parents may have realized 1. 5th graders shouldn't be cooking lunch for themselves and 2. fifth graders shouldn't be home alone cooking lunch for themselves, but never mind that. I got grounded, on the plus side we got a new stove hood, i think a new stove and cabinets.

Stupid bmx bikes, they're too slow.

Anyway fast forward to about 89, maybe 88 sometime my sophmore year. I got my driver's liscense. Which was nice, although I didn't have a car, but never mind that. so there I am thinking, I am going to make me some lunch, what do we have, we got potatoes, I think I'll make some french fries, doh we're out of soda, I'll bet I can get to the gas station and back in a car before the fries are done.

It turns out that is also wrong.

FYI, Chrysler financials website is down again.
3rd month in a row the first time i try to log on the site is down.