Monday, October 31, 2005

Alito

There is no truth to the rumour that I'm writing a parody song to the tune of 'lido shuffle' by Boz Scaggs....a vicious rumour started by those who would paint me as a third rate weird Al.

punkin

Okay why the hell hasn't anyone kicked the my pumpkins yet? Kids today.... I put those out to be destroyed, if they aren't smashed by sun up I'll be bummed.


Best thing you ever got in your bag?

The worst was half a stick of butter (unwrapped) which made every thing greasy.

Best? Fuckin' Snickers man.

Did you ever use a pillow case? In my neighborhodd that was how you knew who the real serious players were. The pillow case started the evening with eggs and shaving cream, and ended with a whole mess of candy and or butter.


Next year Land O' Lakes for all.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Ahses to ahses

The pain of the playoff loss had not settled in yet.
I woke up Sunday morning feeling sad and defeated.
Hoping to commiserate I clicked on Inferno.net
…….bandwidth exceeded.

black and colour

Quick how many shows can you think of that ran in black and white and later in color?

Gomer Pyle
Beverly Hillbillies
Lost in space
Avengers

Your turn.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Libby's Libby's Libby's

What a week! 'Hey I like your shades'


'I just can't find the time to write my mind the way I want it to read' - Wilco


All I do is work, and tonight it shows.


Here's a happy thought we don't see 1-800 collect commercials anymore!

What's the worst Billy Joel song? Bigshot?


I don't listen to music, not like I used to, I don't see friends, or blog. Netflix stack up high, and books higher. I work and and work some more I feel my creativity slip away, and the smile is gone from my face....but hey I got promoted! Same job, but better title, and more money. Sadly the hours will remain inexorable.


I hope I see you on the other side.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Argybargy

My mind is not on Condi's Iraq timetable, or even the feminization of fish and amphibians due to prescription estrogen levels in fresh water. No, my mind is on other stuff, like why I found out from the temp agency that my employee is taking the rest of this week off, and he didn't mention it.


Or how growing up I ate a lot of bacon, but almost no scrapple. Or how I've completely reversed field on diet sodas (I love em as long as they're caffeine free)

Or how my Friend was born in 1976, the very same year I sold these awful bicentennial liberty bells in support of cub scouts (my parents never held the office for ransom the way my coworkers do) We had to actually sell that shit door to door, this in an age when John Gay and the Zodiac killer were still out there.


I was happy to see the modern graphic novel get some propers in the New Yorker, I feel 1% less dorky.

Why no bloggage lately?

Work 12 hour days
Sleep 7-8 hours
eat 1.5 hours
get ready for work 1 hr (yeah I'm a chick)
exercise/read comics/participate in erotica 1 hr
Miscellany .5 hours

Sucks to be me.

Monday, October 17, 2005

One poor coorespondent

There is something my cat just doesn't understand. When an unauthorized insect launches a sortie into our air space YOU MUST PROTECT THIS HOUSE!!!!


I'm neither impressed by ringtones of any kind nor how much you can bench.


I've reached the point in life when my son calls me dude.


Super emotional weekend, more that shall not be bloggethed.

I will attempt to be a bit more current on these matters hence forth.


I'd say more but I gotta see a man about a dog

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Devil and the deep blue sea behind me, vanish in the air you'll never find me

Much is changing.

I'm not even renewing magazine subscriptions.

All I do is work.

My weekend was unblogable.

Gotta warn others.....

Monday, October 03, 2005

use the force, get girls

Sometimes this blog writes itself. On Saturday I took the kiddo to the comic store. In walks a goth looking guy and his cute goth girlfriend. He walks up to the counter and asks ‘let me see your light sabers, I’m working on a collection and I’m one short’ A lot’s changed since I was a Star Wars freak, in my time there were no hot girlfriends for us. Pretty much we’d be home playing with our light sabers on a Saturday night.

In sports all my teams lost. While it’s true losers get lucky sometimes, mostly we just lose, that’s why we’re called losers.

Friday night I was home alone, I got out of work too late for my game, and had no backup plan. I missed connections with friends on Sat, and Sun evenings. So Monday was an unwelcome arrival, more so than usual.

Everyone gets pissed when I say Halloween is over-rated, it doesn’t mean I don’t like it, but there can be little debate it’s over-hyped, over-marketed, and over-rated.

I’m gonna go play with my light saber.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

'I don't want you to start playing with that, cuase it's nowhere near my heart'-Feedy Johnston

Party weekend

While on my morning bike ride, I saw a pile of trash on the side of the road. This was no ordinary pile, this included a stylish silk looking tie, and an empty cigarette box with condom wrappers stuffed in it.


Playing it safe, and yet not so safe.

Party weekend.