OK, So I Guess That Last Post About Me Being Back Was A Joke

No excuses this time around. Call it burnout. Call it what ya will. I've been a baaaaaaad boy. Hey, I won't even say I'm back this time.



To say a lot has been going on is a huge understatement.



FOR ONE THING....



As my sister put it, God cut a "huge fart" this weekend. For those of you who don't know, Hurricane Ike destroyed a lot of homes and killed over 50 people. There are still folks needing help down in southern USA. Downed power lines, flooded homes, no electricity are just a few of the major problems still going on.



Anyway, what was left of that storm made it's way up to the Ohio Valley. My neck of the woods. Sunday, I found myself holding onto my satellite dish for dear life. While 60 mph gusts wind blew, I was trying to bolt down my dish to my balcony bannister because it was threatening to take off to the moon, or at least, my large balcony glass window. Which would have hurt.



God's Fart (the remains of Hurricane Ike), made quite a mess up here in the states of Indiana, Ohio and Kentucky. Downed trees, siding and roofs partially ripped off houses, no power and so on. But, of course, it could be much worse. You could have lost your home, provided you live(d) in the state of Texas or one of it's neighboring states.



It's best to keep things in perspective.

What Would You Say If This Just Crawled Out Of Your Ass?

I was just wondering? Errrr... yeah.

I'm Back Online And Seething With Madness

Yes, I'm back. My goddamn computer died on me. Completely! All my files, pics, programs and other assorted insanity was wiped away-- clean as a whistle dipped in hydrochloric acid. And no, I didn't have any back up copies. Yes, I am a dumb ass! But, to my pitiful defense, I was unable to create any back ups in the past because my goddamn CD burner wasn't working right. But still, I should have had it fixed.

Anyway....

Enter Dave, friend of mine and computer whiz. He made the magic happen. Thanks to him, my PC functions. My computer is back and with each day that arrives and dissipates (like my patience for these goddamn twittering birds outside my window) I slowly make my PC the wonderful dumping ground for all of my bizarre goodies it once was.

My wife won't let me have a gun or else I would go outside, in my tranquil suburban neighborhood, and start blowing away birdies!

BTW, it was really fun responding to all of my emails. Nearly a hundred emails from one account. Another 60 something from the other email account.

Blah Blah and Blah

I'm going to pop open a beer and buy a gun. Sounds like a plan.

later