I've been totally blog-less the last few weeks. I can't believe I only posted once in June. I'm pretty sure that the month of June was only in pretend, by the way. WTF, where did it go? On to heaven with Ed McMahon, Farah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and Billie Mays.
My only comment about the MJ death is that yes, I'm very sorry that he is gone. Much in the same way I'm sad when anyone gets dead. I'm sorry for his family, and for his friends, and for his children who will feel the physical loss of their son, brother, father. But past that, I'm over it. We (the public) didn't know him. What we knew was what tabloids and newsstands wrote about him, and we knew the character that he portrayed in the public and while performing. That's it. So I'm not personally sad - empathetic, yes - sad, no. That might sound a little harsh, but hey, that's the truth. Now I'm just fascinated with the media frenzy and all the stupidity that makes us want to know what MJ's net worth was. WTF?
I'm more freaked out that Billie Mays is dead, because if the ShamWow guy becomes the next big pitch man, I'm going to carve out my own eyeballs. Or get one of his professional hookers to do it.
Last night I got to go on a date with my honey, and that was very nice. After a loooong day at the office (almost 12 hours!), I met Bradley here at Mala for a nice dinner. We enjoyed sunset and a delicious dinner, some cocktails, and each other. It's been a long time for us, so much going on this past month, and it was nice to reconnect a little. I'm looking forward to things getting more back to normal in the next couple months. We're going to take off this weekend, camp somewhere on the west side maybe - just me and my boy, fishing, swimming, snorkeling, diving, and killing octopus for bait. What a life.
I'm also looking forward to a lot of reading. For some unknown reason, I picked up The Stand again....and in a heartbeat, I was already 100 pages into it. So now I'm obsessed again...we'll see how much I can blaze through with two full days of camping/lounging on the beach. I think we're going to blow town on Friday afternoon, and head straight out, get the poles set up, and enjoy some dinner.
I love filling up my camelbak and wearing a head lamp.
And watching episodes of Law & Order on my iPod in the middle of the night. I'm so hard core.
Oh, and to the title of this little blog - thanks to those of you who commented on my last post. You re-encouraged me to keep doing this. I do miss it when I slack off.
My only comment about the MJ death is that yes, I'm very sorry that he is gone. Much in the same way I'm sad when anyone gets dead. I'm sorry for his family, and for his friends, and for his children who will feel the physical loss of their son, brother, father. But past that, I'm over it. We (the public) didn't know him. What we knew was what tabloids and newsstands wrote about him, and we knew the character that he portrayed in the public and while performing. That's it. So I'm not personally sad - empathetic, yes - sad, no. That might sound a little harsh, but hey, that's the truth. Now I'm just fascinated with the media frenzy and all the stupidity that makes us want to know what MJ's net worth was. WTF?
I'm more freaked out that Billie Mays is dead, because if the ShamWow guy becomes the next big pitch man, I'm going to carve out my own eyeballs. Or get one of his professional hookers to do it.
Last night I got to go on a date with my honey, and that was very nice. After a loooong day at the office (almost 12 hours!), I met Bradley here at Mala for a nice dinner. We enjoyed sunset and a delicious dinner, some cocktails, and each other. It's been a long time for us, so much going on this past month, and it was nice to reconnect a little. I'm looking forward to things getting more back to normal in the next couple months. We're going to take off this weekend, camp somewhere on the west side maybe - just me and my boy, fishing, swimming, snorkeling, diving, and killing octopus for bait. What a life.
I'm also looking forward to a lot of reading. For some unknown reason, I picked up The Stand again....and in a heartbeat, I was already 100 pages into it. So now I'm obsessed again...we'll see how much I can blaze through with two full days of camping/lounging on the beach. I think we're going to blow town on Friday afternoon, and head straight out, get the poles set up, and enjoy some dinner.
I love filling up my camelbak and wearing a head lamp.
And watching episodes of Law & Order on my iPod in the middle of the night. I'm so hard core.
Oh, and to the title of this little blog - thanks to those of you who commented on my last post. You re-encouraged me to keep doing this. I do miss it when I slack off.
Love you all!!!
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