What the hell is the point of a blog when you have nothing to talk about? I ask you.
Still alive…
Har har, so a “pal” o’mine from work thinks he’s real funny, and suggested I pick up the following t-shirt:

I, for my part, ran across the following movie poster-style design, which I thought was similarly clever:
Yes, I know this blog is mostly a waste of time, but that’s like saying splashing water onto the beach is a waste of seawater. My time is a more than abundant commodity, apply laws of supply and demand as you see fit to realize the worth of such a product. The result? You’re reading it.
So now who has too much time on their hands?
Okay, so I’ve been a bit negligent of this blog lately. This is due, in part, to my recently being drafted into service by the US court system. Yes, it’s that dreaded, slavering sarlaac* from which non can escape…JURY DUTY!
Grand Jury Duty to be exact, which basically involves seeing a whole bunch of cases presented by prosecutors, and voting on whether to indict the suspect or not. This has advantages, in that there’s a bit of variety. The disadvantage is that I’m required to serve for a term of 2 weeks straight, from 9-5 every day! Fun. I have several little complaints to put forward about this system, and…maybe a story or two to share (minus the case details, of course), but I’m just not up to it now. Something about sitting in a courtroom for 8 hours really sucks the life out of me. I can’t seem to concentrate hard enough to actually write anything lucid, as this entry attests.
Just wanted to check in and update readers that were interested in where I had been for the last few days. I’ll try to sit down and write in a bit more detail this weekend.
*Special “Film Geek Gold Star” to people understanding this reference!
I just have to give a shout out to my good friend Heather, for providing me with my first ever etching! At last, I have the necessary ammunition to lure single, footloose and fancy-free young ladies to my evil lair humble domicile. I can’t count the number of times I strolled down my block with young, lusty
lasses only to have them excuse themselves after my previous offer of coming up to “see my Air Supply poster.”
I thought long and hard recently about upgrading to a full wall-sized Journey poster, but feared that my miserly budget wouldn’t allow it. Now I can relax, iron out my smoking jacket, mix up a Tom Collins, and revel in my bachelorhood at last! Thanks to Heather’s fine gift, my dating future is assured. I’m sure my sex life will see the fruits of this classy purchase in no time! Thanks, Hettie!
New Years Resumption?
Okay, so I’ve been nothing if not lax about this blog. It was started on a whim around my birthday, and six months later it stands as a testament to my laziness. Maybe it is serving a purpose after all!
So after a recent run-in with some of my younger co-workers who seemed amazed that I had no MySpace page, I figured the least I could do was update this page. Maybe with a little effort, I can maintain an online presence for my vast legions of readers. Or, I could just be finding an outlet for my vast legions of unfilled hours. Did that make any sense?
Well, expect more entries in ’08. Now, having said that and concluded this blog entry, I can resume ignoring this website and leave this as my entry for the year. See you in ’09!














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