So, I’ve been around, I’m not dead, I’ve just been caught up in the complexities of the real world, my job, and kicking Ambien.

Click on this, it’s funny as hell and I hope to be back around soon.

http://www.glumbert.com/media/spiders

So, I’m thinking that I’m about to make what will probably end up to be a mistake. 

However, one just has to take opportunities when they arise.  Especially after all of the facts are considered.

I mean, truly, when you ask yourself, “Well, when’s the next time I’ll get to fuck a 20 year-old without paying for it,” and the answer is “Probably not anytime soon.”  Then you just have to seize the bull by the horns, or the little brown girl by the waist, and just plunge into it headlong and ride that sucker out until it inevitably ends badly. 

Dear External:

Fuck bluetooth.

In fact, fuck everyone who feels that they are so self important to have a phone jacked into their heads 24 hours a day.

During office hours, maybe, but on a Sunday afternoon while you are raking the leaves off your lawn?

Get the fuck over yourself already.

Love,
Grampz