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Category: resolution

good grief…

Okay.  It’s been far too long since I have been updating this thing.  And why is that?  Probably the same reason why nobody else seems to be rocking their blogs.  

Real life.

Well that, and I have been seduced by the facebook.  Maybe it’s the combination of speed, feedback, and instasnark that has me so beguiled.  Why spend an entire afternoon spell-checking something that may or may not be read by anyone when I can throw out one or two smart ass comments every hour or so?  

On the downside, I think that my writing skills have atrophied beyond redemption.  So October ninth resolution, get back to it.  

Egad, this is like taking antibiotics.

confronting the butterface

I'll just never understand...

It was at Lil Yum’s going away, Jersey Shore extravaganza where I learned the term “Butterface.” Since most of y’all are well versed in the lingo, I’m not even going to try to explain it. Suffice it to say, the good feminist in me could not believe that the term even existed. I believed it to be the ultimate in obnoxious, frat dude mindset.

With that said, here is a special message to those who know and love me: I get it. Seriously? Woof.

November 9th resolution: No more drunk blogging. Starting now.

a laundry list…


There are just so many of them.  To do lists, priority lists, Top 10 lists, shopping lists…  the list goes on.

Personally, I love them. I’ve got a list for everything. My favorite list is my “100 things to do before I die” list.  It’s a mess of hopes and dreams, casually enumerated for my perusal.  The reality is that some of those things might never get done. Actually, a lot of those things might not get done. After all, when am I going to find the time for Number 19:  Be on the lam.

So it was with a little jealousy, I will be the first to admit, that I am witnessing the ever shrinking list of my righteous Ms. Al. With all the things that she can inspire, strange that she drives me to make yet another list.  This particular one has taken me an eon to accomplish. To make excuses, it’s not as easy as one might believe to come up with 101 Things to Do in 1001 Days.  It’s not the same as putting together a list of things to do before I die.

I’ve already done some of the things on this list, but who cares.   I want to do them again.

After all, this is a list of things that I want to do.  It’s a list of things that I love to do.  It is a list of things that I’ve put off.  It’s a list of things that would make my immediate world kind of great.  It is a list of things that have a reasonable chance of accomplishment.  After all, I only have somewhere in the neighborhood of 2.75 years to get it done.

Feasibility changes scope.

March 24, 2010…

when snarky comments happen to good posts…

For those who know and love the machinations of wordpress, you might have noticed that the feed stats have been retired. It was fun while it lasted.

In any case, there was a bit of a fracas that erupted on the forums that made me laugh. I know I shouldn’t but it is kind of fun when techies get into a slap-fight.

June 13th resolution: I will not laugh at the wounded ego of others.