Those are heartbreaking words indeed.
You see, in light of a few recent events in my life and the fact that I’m not sleeping at all and everything tastes like I’ve been making out with pine trees all night long, I’ve decided to take a very, very brief respite from blogging.
Less than a week–that’s five days–count ’em if you’re Ptolemaic math dweeb.
In truth, I’m just not feeling “fresh”.
Actually, my body’s f*cked up homage to conifer essence is driving me nuts. I really don’t understand why everything tastes the way pine cleaner smells. Because of that, I must’ve spat out a hundred dollars worth of food in recent days. Everything tastes nasty and acrid. It’s as if my whole body has been taken over by a weird pine phantasm; the spirit of some bad dollar store room deodorizer. Even my tee tee smells like Renuzit. I can’t for the life of me figure this out, so that’s another reason for my brief time away from Blog Central.
I’m also considering a weekly podcast. Gee, would anyone be interested in listening to the pedantic ramblings of one angry and bitter, Houston-based, middle-aged pundit with shriveling ovaries and one errant testicle, I call “Maverick”???
Let me know.
In the meantime, please feel free harass and harangue Key at his blog. And if you tire of his rage and anger, and really, how could you not, may I suggest a little ribald and randy humor by checking out Ration Reality, Veggie Macabre, Comics I Don’t Understand, Emonome, Views from Minnesota, Murphy Klasing’s Blog, What Pushes My Buttons, The Nose On Your Face, Yo Yo Dyne, Dissonance, The Leaky Brain and and of course, the brilliant Vonnegut’s Asshole. In fact, every blog on my blog roll is a wonderful read. They’re all friends of mine, except for Key.
And I’m not particularly fond of Sigmund, Carl or Alfred.
All links are alive and ready to be clicked. Look to your right.
I’ll be back here bright and early on Monday, November 19th. I have to come back next week because next week will be a humor blogger’s trifecta. I’ve got an absolutely fascinating post about the Kennedy assassination. The 44th anniversary is November 22nd, you know. It’s also Thanksgiving (or as I like to call it, our gay Uncle Bruce’s favorite occasion to “eat, drink and be Mary”) and of course, there’s all of evil ribbing that must be targeted at the Aggies of Texas A&M before the annual Turkey Day slug fest with THEE University of Texas Longhorns on the 23rd.
Join me next week, won’t you?
Thanks for understanding.
In my absence, if you say anything negative about me or trash me in any way in the comments section, just remember… I have your ISP numbers.
And I know people.
Oh yes, make no mistake my friend…..I know lots of people.