I've narrowed my Halloween costume to two choices...

It's basically the same soup but different potatoes.

Maybe I shouldn't bug tech support with repeated emails...

I don't know what it means, but it sounds rude.

LA-centrism/shame

I went to Wisconsin to visit my sister this weekend. As we landed, I expected to only see the lights from the houses of the two families that alternate running the airport, but it was bustling. I was ashamed of myself.

Græy Hair

I saw my first græy hair when I was 25. I found it on the crown of my head and thought it was a errant thread (Note: add "Errant Thread" to my list of band names) from my sweater, so I pulled it out. Ever since, every couple of weeks I pull out græys because I haven't accepted what those wires say about my youth. But I've noticed these pulled hairs are starting to resist less and less. Like my head is dying! "Full House" drummed into me that pulling out græys was bad because two would grow in it's place. But I figure if it doubles the chance for me to feel sensation in my scalp again it's worth it.

Today, in [fake] news!

HEADLINE: "First Shadowman escapes crack in void. City evacuated."

Les Aventures de Twintwin

c'est incroyable! 

(And I don't mean the hair.)

I've become a man

Looks like I forgot our anniversary. According to my math[s] it has been a year and... 3 (4?) days since I started this blog. And I let this landmark event come and go without incident, and for that I feel awful. You deserve better than me. I never thought I'd be such a neglectful lover, but I let my personal life take all my time and forgot to treat you nice.


I made a lot of promises back then. Not "promises" I guess, but I said a lot of things I maybe didn't mean about what I planned to do with this blog and I feel like I only half delivered. I know that's a run-on sentence but hear me out. I'm real sore for what I've done. For like four months I posted at least once a day, but I'm acting like I don't care any more. I set a standard for myself when I started.  Let's see how I measure up:

     1. Not write anything that will make me less popular with my friends.

     Since I started this blog I've become a real bad-ass. F*ck friendship! I'm pals with the truth!

     2. Not to write anything ironically. (I'm only slightly serious and very naive. So don't read too much into what I may post/mean. Or do. I'm not bothered I suppose. ...fools.)

     Let's just take this one out.

     3. Do write things that I think the people that I think are interested in this type of thing (dreck) would like to read. (I'll try not to let you down!!)
     Check √. You guys are some weirdos.

     4. Not take myself too seriously. (It's just some e-words. so, they don't really exist! "You're crazy for reading!!!)

     I don't think I'm in any danger of that. 

     5. Stop if this gets boring for me. (I'm the best kind of selfish, but still love me.)

     Umm... this has gotten pretty boring for me at times, and I'm sure it has to you, but I don't have plans to quit any time soon. I like blogging. And like to think you're sometimes entertained by my nonsense. 

You know what, it doesn't matter if I passed or failed. Point is, I'm sorry. I know I'm always asking for forgiveness, but I'll try to do better. Hey?! I thought about retroactively posting a blog for September 30th but thought you deserved it straight. That's gotta count for something right? So give us another chance, dahlin'. I'll try to come 'round more. It's the least you deserve for putting up with a chump like me.  And who knows, maybe we'll find our way to each other again.