Tuesday, August 22, 2006


Bless me dark father, I have sinned

I just did this kitchy little ditty of Greg Brady and LovelyWife balked at it. Wha??? Giving Greg Brady the hiesmann? He's goddamn Johnny Bravo! And I'm not talking about the modern incarnation of Mr Bravo. Drop those polyester seersucker bellbottoms and give me 20. Holy Crap!!

You'll have to excuse my candor tonight as I have been job searching since my evil corporate entity has been eaten by it's bizzaro self and will soon become some sort of strange incestuous by-product. Not that it won't be good, but my job is probably on the chopping block when it comes to eliminating jobs that we don't need or that are unwilling to move to sunny Silicon Valley. No thank you.

But I'm not mad. Rumors of layoffs and crappy severance packages aside. I'm not looking forward to getting my job search on, but it has forced my hand at examining what I wanna be when I grow up. Another corporate lacky? Get all creative and pump some ugly graphic muscle? Freelance and run a skateboard company? hmmmmmmmmm.

I think I'd be taking this better if it wasn't on the heals of the other top3 stressers in life: having a baby and buying a huge freakin house.

On the lighter side, I still have the LovelyWife, SweetLove and Mr LUXX to keep me company in all this upheaval. And they get more interesting as the years go on. I got these bitchin Puma boots that no one can figure out where I plucked them from. I got sick luck that I hope is working behind the scenes. And finally, I got dogs acting like a natural disaster is about to strike. I think that's good.

Great song that plays right now: "All Hail the Heartbreaker" by Spill Canvas - sounds like westerbergerized GooGooDolls.
little, yellow, different, poppy catchy.

but it's late and I procrastinate like a professional, I just needed to get angst out.

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