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:: Saturday, July 05, 2003 :: This blogging madness persists! Now I'm a member of the Southern Blogs net ring, true southern boy that I am. Coming to you from the heart of the South, Atlanta, Georgia. BTW I love John Meyher's song Georgia Why. I've been 85ing for 20 years. Wow, I'm hungry! Haven't eaten since about 6:00 last night. No snacks, no breakfast this AM, just plain starving. If I don't eat something soon I'll be nauseous. Even if it's something like a nasty, slimey honey bun from the vending machine. It's crazy how circumstances conspire to make proper eating impossible: I'm on the way from one job to another, what am I gonna do? Fast food of course. And if I sleep late and I'm rushing to work, I'll stop at the convenience store and get coffee and a cinnamon roll. It's what happens when you lead an unplanned life: Chaos. I know it's that Lazy Brain Disease again. I used to take pills for the LBD but then I figured out that the cure was worse than the disease (hooked on speed). So now I'm left with what I've always suspected which is was my mother and countless teachers told me: Lazy Brain Diease!:: Thursday, July 03, 2003 :: Oh well, another day wasted, another day spent blogging. Will I ever get it together? Seriously folks, this has got to end! I'm addicted, can't quit...every free moment (and there are many) I go back to my blog, your blog, random blogs, I can't get enough! Teenage girl's blogs about Ryan or Tyson or whomever, Middle ager's blogs who have some appreciable wit about them, Right wing, Left wing Ideoblogs, I randomly sail from one to another to the exclusion of productivity. I've got to get a life soon or I will disappear into the Blogosphere for good. Are there hospitals for us? Places where we could just go and blog and not feel guilty or bad about our habit? Lock me up, Judge...Sentence me to life in Blogdom where the blogs have rubber teeth, and the pages load quickly. At last, I am lost in here. Quick, time to change Templates! Click to Blogskins.com and try on some new duds. But be careful you don't screw up your Archives. What kind of language is that? Oh that's Blogger! Now I speak and write Blogger. I'm a blogperson in blogland and I'm not alone. You are all here with me. Oh yes, you'll see me again, even if you lose my URL, I'll pop up again somehow, somewhere, maybe buried in your Archives. You'll be surfing your own posts (I know you do that) from last year and you'll see a link and you'll go there and I'll be waiting for you. And then you'll be lost in Blogtime/Blogspace with me, driven to post even when there's nothing to say. Can't you see, the "Real World" doesn't mean as much as it used to. You speak to friends, coworkers about some blog you've seen. But they don't get it! So you spend less time with them and retire to Blogger.com even more now. You will now and forever be called "Blogger!" Here's that damn clock again!:: Wednesday, July 02, 2003 :: I had a crush on a red haired bank teller couple of years ago. She had the habit of unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse and leaning forward to talk to me. She always wore a cranberry colored bra (I'm not sure if it was the same one every day and she washed it each night or not. Or maybe it was her favorite color and she had a bunch of them...I don't know). The bra matched her lipstick which was also a delicious berry color. I used to go to the bank just to see her; it was a real treat for me. One day I was having a very bad day and I went to the bank to raise my spirits. But she wasn't there. She was gone. I never saw her again.:: Tuesday, July 01, 2003 :: Here's me (top photo, center with guitar) at the Joyful Celebration. The burned out hippies in the bottom photo are my good friends Pam (left) Dale (cent.) and Don (rt).:: Monday, June 30, 2003 :: My wife is as crazy as I am. She had the weekend off from her part time job and kidnapped me! All of a sudden we were doing 80 down the highway toward Biloxi, the Gambling Capital of the South! This is something we really couldn't afford to do, but she wanted to have one last hurrah before we tighten our purse strings. We had a blast. I mostly sucked on the slots, but Deb won a total of $500 from playing on nickel machines even won $117 playing on a two cent machine! We were comped a free room and all our meals. We headed out Sunday night at midnight as the Mississippi coast battened down for Hurricane Bill. We drove through torrential thunderstorms till we crossed into central Alabama. We made the trip back in just under 6 hrs and both collapsed in bed, slept in on Monday morn! What a pair we are!
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