Not that you were worried, but I am still alive.
I feel I must apologize to my most faithful reader(s). I know you’ve come to rely on this blog to be a constant source of foolishness and ridiculosity, and I really feel like I’ve let you down. I hope you can find it in your heart(s) to forgive me, and please, give us one more chance. This time will be better, I promise!
If you haven’t seen “Pirates of the Caribbean” yet, I’m not sure why you’re waiting. If it’s because you’re wanting to see it at my house, then you’re forgiven. Otherwise, you need to get crackin’! It’s got a little it of everything you want in a movie: action, romance, sword fights, skeletons, treasure, humor, and Johnny Depp. I’d like to make some sort of joke about it being rated “Arrrrrr!,” but other people have already done it, and done it much better than I would, so I”m going to let it go.
So why am I up so late tonight, you ask. As I write this, I’m working on a computer and watching Letterman. The only way things could be better would be if I were sleeping. The computer is taking longer than I expected, and I’m trying to get it done so I can return it tomorrow. I was watching “Alien” earlier, but the DVD I got from the library was scratched badly enough that it wouldn’t play past 1 hour into the movie. Grrrr.
I’ve been fighting some sort of illness these last couple of weeks that involves me coughing a lot – but only after 9 p.m., Indiana time. It’s strange because I can go through the whole day feeling fine, but once 9:00 hits, I’m coughing like my lungs want to see the outside world for themselves. Weird. I probably ought to go to a doctor, but I’m more inclined to whine about it.
School is in full swing now. Little kids are hopping all over my building. Along with the kids come any number of problems: logins not working, printers jamming, network drives being lost, and all manner of other things. *sigh* Summer came and went too quickly.
Nutmeg (the evil kitten) turns 1 year old tomorrow. I don’t know why, but I figured she’d have mellowed out by now. No such luck. She has moments of sweetness, but she’s mostly rotten. Rotten to the core. Anyone in the market for a cute but evil cat?
In case you’re wondering, yes, I am engaging in some stream-of-consciousness writing here. Late night blogging sessions tend in that direction.
I’m toying with the idea of switching blogging hosts to one that allows readers to post comments. I wish there were some way to add that functionality to this service, because I like what this one lets me do. I think it would be fun to read what some of you have to say. And, with my inflated ego, I’m sure I could stand to be knocked down a few pegs.
I recently hooked my webcam back up to my computer. Now here’s a completely worthless piece of equipment. I mean, what good is it? Having one means you think people want to see you. I’m here to tell you: most people don’t want to see you. Really. I’ve toyed (again with that word?) with setting up a page where you could view my webcam if you wanted, but it seems incredibly difficult, and I don’t understand how to do it. As a geek, it hurts me to admit that, but it’s true. Webcams are fun, though, I will admit. But let me warn you – if you get one and you have it on, please don’t forget you have it on. Nobody needs to see you without your shirt on, especially if you don’t get out in the sun much, okay? So just be careful, is all I’m saying.
Okay, I’m really getting frustrated with this Office install I’m trying to do. For some reason, it’s taking forever. This second CD has been going for a half hour now, and it’s not half done yet! Sheesh! I’m getting tired here!
Okay, I’m going to head out before I say anything that might embarrass me. Or you. Thanks for coming by. I really appreciate it. I frequently check the stats on the ol’ blog here, and I’m constantly amazed by where some of the hits come from. People from Canada, France, Germany, and The Netherlands have come by (though, noticeably, they haven’t come back…), and I think that’s kind of neat. But you know what’s more neat? The fact that YOU came by. Thanks for doing that. I hope you come back.