BLOUG!

I’ve written nary a word in my blog this past month and I don’t want to ruin my awesome stellar record of having SOMETHING posted at least once a month since November 2005. Okay, so there was a hiccup in March of 2007… but that’s beside the point.

So where do I begin? This month, as last month, has been crazy insanely busy. I don’t feel productive at all, while I have a brain full of stuff I want to do, need to do, and am committed to do. Not to mention stuff around the homestead… the list just goes on and on!

With my regular nine to five job (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAA! 9-5, that’s rich!) I have been trying to do all kinds of mundane and brain numbing busy-work. The sheer un-excitement of it all have been making it increasingly easier to step away and help with the kids, and other odds and ends that have been plaguing my family. Also, my wrists and forearms continue to hurt like the dickens with no end in site.

I have not attempted to take on any side consulting work, both due to my arms and because I simply haven’t had the time to devote to anyone. I have re-acquainted myself with some old friends who are getting into web development and web design and they are doing great! Their skills have put mine to shame. My design when it comes to web design is a tool that I have let dull, with nothing to sharpen it on. I am totally excited for my friends and their own vigor in their work. I am very proud of them and their accomplishments so far.

I am filling my notebook with all kinds of ideas for Christmas presents to buy already. I see little things here and there and get reminded of someone in my family. I make sure to jot down my thoughts at the time and intent to purchase the items at a later date. This past Christmas for me was one of the best ever. Instead of walking out the door with a list of people to buy crap for, I made purchases earlier in the year after something caught my eye and knew that giving the thing as a gift would mean as much to them and revive a memory or emotion, as it did me. I hope it did anyway!

I am determining (despite my lack of blogging lately) that I love writing and would like to make a career of it. I don’t know that my plans will work out the way that I hope – but I sure think they will. I’ll pass on more abou tit as my ideas are able to develop and grow… which will of course require time.

I checked out Carter’s myspace page the other day and was reminded of how much fun we used to have – and how much I miss him. I also find myself getting into imaginary arguments with random people and telling them: “You know I was once called the funniest man on the internet/Yahoo 360!” And then am quickly reminded by the sheer silliness of it all – how precious few people would even care. I miss those days of late night blogging. Sounds like Carter is doing well for himself right now though, living the rock star life and doing what he enjoys. All my prayers and love to that guy! (Brotherly love of course…)

Still no word from Adrian. Hmph!

My mom has been really sick these past few months also. After a bunch of tests they found out… nothing really. Actually they found out that she had some esophagus damage or something from heartburn and acid and stuff – which she’ll get taken care of with medicine. And some other pain that she is having I’m still not quite sure about. I have been getting most of my info from K, and spending too much time not communicating. I am a terrible son.

I typically spend from 1:00PM to 4:00PM sleeping, and the rest of the time working, fixing my ailing car, working, helping with kids, and mowing our lawn, working, stressing about bills, watching Top Chef, or working.

Wife and kids are doing great. Not a lot of cash to be doing much fun yet, but working on paying off a bunch of debt. If all goes to plan, I should be feeling less stress and things should be looking up, even work should be fun again. I hope.

Tonight is Tuesday night, which means I get beer. I think I’ll get one of those huge water bottles with the metal tubes and ball bearing at the end that I can lick and fluids come out. I’d make those fluids alcoholic, and place it above my desk. Maybe get a treadmill and start peeing and pooping on wood shavings around my desk. I’d be like a human hamster that drinks beer. I bet I could make a few dimes off that… if I could get the freak show to come to me, that is.

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