Streaming fingers and rot for Sunday the 10th of February of the year of our diseased invincibility 2008.

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Barns I burned and pillars of light I genuflected in for the fifth Sunday, February 3rd, of the year of our mighty defeat and exultation 2008.

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Perhaps you have been reading this blog for the last seven weeks and wondering, “I wonder what he is going to do this Sunday?” Well hey, it looks like I’m writing about it right now. Megalos and home tales for Sunday January 27th for the magic year of our perfect vision and unopened eyes 2008. Less boring than the last two weeks. Pre-fold holler to my boy Jesse “The Kud” who was man enough to admit that he once read this blog.

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Home nightmares and life odometer boring blog reading for the week of January 20th of the year of our wonder and sorrow 2008.

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Archival youtubing.

I would not have graduated college if the Internet ruled as much then as it does now.

Updated this in the morning with a couple I forgot.

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Especially boring version of the weekly lump for Sunday January 13th, year of our wonder and sorrow 2008.

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On Sunday, December 23rd, Year of Our Lord 2007, I ate, did and thought the following things.

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What I ate and watched, where I am physically located, what I am working on, upcoming plans. For raw documentary purposes, your entertainment, or both.

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In this, my new weekly column about what I did all day that I will probably only do this week, I will give new substance to the tag “boring blog” that I sometimes employ. Also included is Youtube Videos I Watched.

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Straight up put a :-) at the end of whatever doomed lyrics you want and there’s your blog title, instant 1990s-style Livejournal wakka wakka, the Internet version of the UCB skit with the fortune cookies. The dash is necessary because that makes the smiley face British-style. The American variant of this comic tactic will never be quite as good, no matter how good it may be.

Say it! Say… you’ll give me your… skin! :-)

Oh, no, no, please god help me! :-)

Columbus ruled, Emeralds is the best band.

All joking and whatever aside, the reason I’m bloggin is because I am running in a 5k in two weeks and I need to be able to finish it. I ran two miles a couple weeks ago and I thought this evening would be a good time to go train a little more in the cold cold night. I rode out to the alma mater and started going around the track, and lord if a crowd of dudes walking back from the basketball game didn’t laugh super loud and yell “Look at how gay that guy is running!” while they passed.
But, I say to those dudes (via Facebook if I ever choose to check it again): how many drone bands did you go see last weekend nine hours away from your houses? How many races are you choosing to run in which you will tie jingle bells to your shoes (totally serious) so that all of the neighborhood kids will think it is Santa’s sleigh out racing a 5k? How many hours do you spend watching youtube and playing internet scrabble every day? How many website projects involving modern artists and botanical gardens are you photoshopping and developing Flash for all day? Exactly.

I ate a nice pasta dinner and drank wine tonight. I listened to the Silmaril record a pile of times and started drawing some wallpaper for the kitchen, which Bonsky fixed up a little while I was away. My body sighs (farts) with pleasure at each bite I take that isn’t Taco Bell, Quizno’s, Waffle House, Subway, Denny’s and Papa John’s. So stoked to step it up and spend next fake tour eating nothing but Pizza Hut [Bistro] and Red Lobster.

What a life this is!