Nope – not dead yet.
Just nothing much to write about right now. Still have a lot of trouble with spelling so it’s spell check for me…or my former arch nemesis google (people say you can only have 1 arch nemesis but I strongly disagree). Thus the lack of posts – since it takes me so long to come up with remotely interesting idea and I lose interest halfway through. I make this shit up on the fly people!
I was looking back on old posts on FB since Gill’s out for a girls night and probably come home far longer than she said she’d be. I was actually checking my FB security setting and I ended up going down a rabbit hole of old posts. I ended up reading some old blog entries. That was a fucking crazy time in my life. Weird to think it was only a few years ago. Just as a side note I saw a lot of comments/promises on my pre-surgery post about all of the “help” people were offer up. In retrospect I’m disappointed in most of you.
I’m not really sure why people take things so seriously can someone not make an obviously ridiculous joke without getting offended by it? This picture sums up why I love Ricky Gervais.
Sometimes I miss the days of having a “Free Pass”; Ricky Gervais can get away with calling people “a cunt”. I should have used that word more when I could.
I’m currently listing to the new Third Man Vault package and I have to say – not the best package this time (maybe it will grow on me). I think it’s time to listen to something else, I’m starting to talk crazy!
That’s right let’s mellow out a little – Jack White shouldn’t be blamed for my bad mood.
Actually I’m not really in a bad mood I don’t know why it is coming off like am. That’s the trouble with making up something as you go is that I get halfway through these posts and they’ve turned down a road where I have am going nowhere with the story. I normally (I literally just had to sound out “normally” to be able to spell it). Where was I going with this? Oh right…I normally just try to tie the blog post together with rug.
It would be interesting to post all my unfinished “drafts” at once. Half the time I have to think about whether or not I made have already told a story.
FYI on my last MRI the tumour marginally shrunk, I’ve lost 40 lbs, I crashed Gill’s car, had my 11th wedding anniversary, (related) had the best meal of my life, and have only yelled at my kids 13 times today. Are we all caught up now?
Goodnight. I’ll post again when I get a night to myself in another 3 months. Actually I have no idea when my last post was…there was a lot of them unfinished.