Once again I have allowed a long period of time between blog posts to elapse. I really need to stop doing that, mostly because all you beautiful people stop checking for me to write something and you go away and never come back.
I definitely don’t want that. I want more of you to come over here and read all my fabulous shit, but in order for that to happen, I need to write more fabulous shit. I’m gonna have to buckle down and get to that. I gotta show some discipline and dedication to my craft.
I gotta have Denise make me sit down and write some posts.
I gotta schedule the Xbox to shut off after a certain amount of time so I stop getting sucked into it.
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That will come tomorrow. Because right now it is 11:30 in Colorado, so it’s still Saturday and it doesn’t count. I don’t care that it’s 1:30 am in North Carolina. I’m not there and you’re asleep, so neither do you. But this is fun, so I wanna share it.
My friend and one of my saviors, Amy, posted this on Facebook today, and it was friggin’ hilarious. Read the rest . . .
I’ve noticed this memory thing happening lately. I’ve always had a weird memory. Numbers seem to be the magical thing. Numbers and lists. Those things I can memorize in a nearly freakish way. I remember the phone number for the house I lived in as a child. It was in New York and we moved out of that house and down to North Carolina when I was 8. Why I still remember that number, I have no idea but I can spout it off in the same sing-song way I did way back then. Read the rest . . .