If anyone thought I drank too many margaritas and slipped into a combo alcoholic/diabetic coma, fear no more.
As usual, when my life is interesting, I fail to blog about it. For all three of my regular readers, and for those of you here for mild entertainment while you search for any of the following:
- ryan dempster is a prankster
- red gold and green karma meaning
- examples of search logs for unemployment
- prostate exam physical (!)
- goonies dick jokes
- swastikas for myspace(!!)
- gilda radner isn't supposed to end opus
- citizen kane antisemitism (heh)
- completism ocd
- pronunciation of saparmurat niyazov (your guess is as good as mine, folks)
I truly apologize.
I promise to have a long, time-consuming, footnote-laden entry about any of a number of topics, possibly including, but not limited to:
- My rat's upper respiratory condition
- My girlfriend's recent obsession with Bloody Marys
- My girlfriend's (and my) recent obsession with Peggle
- My current ridiculous financial woes (See first bullet point)
- Adam Ant (tentative...lets see how many hits I can get from Serbia or Belize without it)
- My birthday, and how underwhelming it was (nobody's fault but mine. And my job's. And, to a lesser extent my dog's)
- Avenue Q, and how overwhelming it was (god, I love that show)
The Goonies The Golden Girls - The deferral of my debut as "Hamlet" for a few months
- My unholy mancrush on Geovany Soto
- My catalog of failed comic book premises
So stay tuned, Slogophiles! And for those of you looking for the Adam Ant picture, it's
here.
