So, if you haven't noticed, I haven't blogged for awhile. So much has changed, it's difficult to know where to start. What kind of things have changed you might wonder.
Well, for instance, I just got a new 320 gig hard drive. An external one. I've needed one for several months to store duplicates of my legally (read: legally) gotten music, and my questionably legally gotten video wares, such as The Maxx, Clone High, various Rocko Modern Lifes, and music videos. Oh, I've also got two (legally) bootleg (which I guess disqualifies them for being bootlegs) concert DVDs. Colonel Claypool's Bucket of Bernie Brains, and a Buckethead concert. There's also Pirates of Dark Water. All in all, about 60 gigs worth of stuff. This external drive was a screaming deal too. 100 dollars. Now my physical hard drive has all kinds of space on it, which is pretty righteous.
So there's that. I also have a wireless network. That's pretty rad. No more stupid wires. It seems that it's a wire's job to interfere in the business of a man.
I also ditched my old crappy computer chair. That thing was seriously done for.
Yes sir. Lots of changes. What else?
Arthur of Pipes and Pints fame now wishes to be called Loretta for reasons that he'll fill you in on when he feels comfortable with his life's decisions. Do not envy that guy, no sirree.
I feel like I'm forgetting something. Oh wait, I remember. I discovered a new beer by Wisconsin brewery super heroes Leinenkugel. In particular, I'm a big fan of the Berry Weiss.
But I still feel like I'm forgetting something.
Oh, right. I got a condo with my buddy Robert. There's that. That's a pretty sweet deal right there, having to accommodate his ugly mug on a near daily basis. I've taken up eating Tums like candy just to get through my days.
And of course, how could I forget her. She knits, to quote a friend of mine, "Like a motherfucker. Which she's not, because that would be incest. And that would be incestulicious, which is bad." This is probably the coolest part of all these differences. Some beautiful girl looked upon me and took pity in my forlorn state. That or she has some sort of penchant for physical gags played on us by the natural world. Like looking at train wrecks or really ugly dogs.
At any rate, I haven't been around much because, well, I've been busy. Busy and internetless for a given period of time. But seriously, we should hang out sometime, and I'm not just saying that. I have your number, and you have mine. Seriously. Maybe we'll get some lunch or see a movie or something.
But Friday's no good for me.
