As is probably grossly evident, it’s been (with one important exception) a profoundly shitty year around here. I swear, I feel like fucking Punxsutawney Phil on a brilliantly sunny day - "OMG! There’s my shadow! Run! Hide!" - I don’t dare poke my head out, for fear that yet another Really Bad Thing will blast me in a drive-by. Puts a damper on the blogging, I gotta tell ya.
The next two weeks are going to be a fucking nightmare. Away from home, stuck involuntarily in a shithole fundy Republican-run town, life in suspended animation. In theory, that should make for good blogging conditions; in practice, maybe not so much, since my current environment seems to have forced my brain into suspended animation, as well. Amazing, the anesthetizing effect these idiots can have on you.
So I’ve begun updating the blogroll - at least then you can read folks who make sense, which is not guaranteed in these quarters for the time being. (Still working on it; if I’ve promised you a link and it’s not there yet, never fear - it’s forthcoming.) Pay particular attention to Mikey and Righteous Bubba, whose genius I discovered courtesy of Da Boyz at S,N! (or, rather, courtesy of their Comments section). If you’re unfamiliar with their respective oeuvres, I suggest starting off with a comment thread from today; scroll down until you reach the Bear/Puma Rap between the two. (Yes, I know it’s confusing, what with other comments interspersed, but it’s worth the effort. Steve, you especially will appreciate this.) Seriously, though, the commenters at S,N! are some of the smartest and funniest in the blogosphere - and none of this "Fitz!" crap, either. Sometimes I go there purely because I need a laugh, and it rarely disappoints.
In other news, Maru has renovated her digs - she’s got a sleek, elegant new look to go with the snark. Contributing bloggers Undie Lib (heh) and JasonC now appear on the sidebar, too. (Note to divageek: What’s your URL, woman?)
Finally, I’ve got half a dozen posts in the pipeline, in various stages of undress. If I can ever get them decently attired, maybe they’ll put in an appearance. Or maybe I’ll just let them run around starkers, risking lewd-conduct arrests . . . .
Righteous Bubba has some righteous craft, though I confess I felt a desire to edit everyone’s rhymes. Still, the thread made me laugh out loud several times. Thanks, Lilith; I needed that!
As for those posts, I find myself decently tired most days lately. Oh… what’s that? OK. Never mind! You are considerably ahead of me: I have a growing pile of bookmarks on the desktop pointing to things I want to blog about; all I need is the energy and inclination to do the writing. Every time I start, Dubya throws a spanner in the works (Rove, Gonzo, …).
Comment by Steve Bates — August 27, IST @ 15:2703 PM
I’m stuck in a fundie town for a little while myself. I feel ya… it can be tough. Try not to pay them no mind.
Comment by JasonC — August 30, IST @ 16:3010 PM
I have a friend raising a Lippizanner colt to stallionhood. If you ever need to get away from fundy territory, so’s you’ll ride that horsey a bit more often, come on up to Orygun with whatever entourage ya need.
I hope your absence is for more than healing this time and you’re out kicking ass and having fun.
Comment by Kevin Hayden — September 30, IST @ 15:3037 PM
Thanks, all of you. For the most part, I’m out of Fundyville now, thank God. (Six months later, but still . . . .) Oddly, even though I’m now in a hotbed of liberalism, I rarely venture out - where I’m living is sort of a self-contained sanctuary. I’ve driven my car four times in three months.
And Kevin, thanks for the invite - I hope I can take you up on it someday. As you’ve probably guessed, I’ve spent virtually none of the last six months either kicking ass or having fun, but with the new year, I think the healing is finally beginning. I’m really looking forward to dumping a lot of pre-2008 baggage. [For the country, too, as well as myself.
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Comment by Administrator — January 10, GMT @ 08:1018 AM