Closet Extremist

Bad Blogger!

Yeah, I know. I should've posted more last weekend, and now this one, I've been silent until Sunday. I don't comment as much as I should, and all I can talk about is work. Someone roll up a newspaper and pop me on the snout with it. No really. I deserve it.

This whole "blogging thing" was a lot easier when I could just sit down at my desk whenever, and type what was in my head at the time, but being away from home for five out of the seven days in a given week, makes it a lot more difficult to come up with any topics that won't bore you all to tears. It also sucks that I have to try and sqeeze some semblance of a life into just over 48 hours each week.

Then there's the bane of my existence...laundry. Since I'm single, I don't have anyone to help keep the "home fires burning" so to speak, so any and all chores (and all the little things that just crop up) have also got to be shoe-horned into the weekend. If you were to say that I don't have a hell of a lot of time, you'd have a positive penchant for understatement. This weekend has been no exception.

I got into town early on Friday. Last week was a 53 hour marathon, but I had to get back into town with enough time to go get license plates for my van. They still had '03 on them, and I figured taht it would be a good idea to get that updated. When I finally made it to the house, I jumped right on the web to catch up with what everyone else has been up to out there. Called Tammi, and talked on the phone with her for a good hour. Then I went to the bar for awhile with my roommate to catch up on what's been going on with him while I was away. Then crash.

Yesterday consisted of putting a tune-up on the minivan. Plugs, wires, oil change, fluid top-up, the works. Then on to the marina for a Family get together. You see, my Mom's birthday was Thursday, so we moved the wing-ding to the weekend so everyone could be there. My sister really came through for me by reminding me to call her. On Thursday evening, I already had 47 hours in on the week, so the only thing that I was thinking about at the time was getting a bite to eat, and then some sleep. At any rate, the party was a rousing success. Good food, good company, and good weather (!) all at once. Can't go wrong with that combination.

Today, I'm doing the evil laundry, I still have to clean out the van, and I need to pack for next week. I also need to get my butt back down to the marina, as Mom has a set of Yosemite Sam "Back Off" mud flaps that need to be mounted on her pickup. I hope I can find a place open today to get new strings for my guitar, as well. They are getting a little crusty, and don't ring out like they should (not that it matters much. I'm a terrible guitar player. No time to practice.). Then I'll get everything loaded up for the trip to Chattanooga in the morning.

Ever wonder why I'm single? Just check the schedule above, and it becomes really clear. But it's all good. I've now got enough money to take a road trip. As soon as I knock off from work this Thursday, I'll be jumping into the van and heading for Orlando. The Bad Example Family (and Friends) reunion beckons. I can't tell you how excited I am to meet these folks. I fully expect to have a grand time, and I promise not to act a fool unless the situation warrants it.

I'm sure that Tammi will let me borrow her laptop for a few minutes so I can post something next weekend. I'd hate to see my blog go "naked" again, but if it happens this time, I'll have a damn good excuse. If you're looking for something entertaining to read (and often updated, unlike me) check out Esther Wilberforce-Packard over at Topic Drift. It comes highly recommended.

Posted by Johnny - Oh at February 6, 2005 12:12 PM