No news is good news
Or so they say.
Damn. I used to be a pretty prolific blather-er...uh...I mean blogger. I used to post fairly frequently. I used to write reasonably intelligent, sometimes funny posts. I used to feel like I had something to say.
Pffffffttttttt! It's kinda like this...
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I could rant about the current political climate...but it just that...ranting. I'll keep quiet until November.
I could talk about work. But what's to say? I still love my job even though it's busier than ever.
I could bitch and whine about how getting older is a pain in the ass...and every where else. But like...who cares? Most of us boomers are in the same boat.
At least the ole knee is feeling better. That
I could brag about how it's been over three months since I had my last cigarette...but in deference to da Zigster, I won't. Unfortunately, he's having a harder time kickin it than I am, bless him wittle heart.
Oh...I got a new vacuum cleaner. I've been drooling over the Dyson's for a year or so...finally broke down and bought a
And baby...does it ever suck. In a good way, I mean. And I got one helluva deal on it on Overstock.com...damn near a hundred bucks off! It makes it suck even bettah!
Gawd. What the hell's happened to me? I'm singing the praises of a vacuum, fer gawd's sake. Kill me.
In other shopping news, I got a new camera, too. On the recommendation of my neighbor, who's an awesome photog, I got a
I figure it'll take me six months to a year to figure the damn thing out. And even then, who the hell do I think I am? Ansel-fucking-Adams?
So that's what's new with me.
Except a vacuum and a camera.