New Year's Grief
Ooooh! Look! We can get drunk! We've run out of days on the calendar! Yay! Whoo-hoo! Let's party! Let's get so drunk we get sick! Yay! No more days! Wow! Hey, what is this thing over here? A new calendar? 2005?
Oh, fuck. We got fooled again.
December also seemingly cancelled
Since people are still apparently headed into this site, I suppose I should post something to let people know I am still not dead. (Please note that I am not alive, per se). It was not meant to be another hiatus, but there certainly are reasons it has turned into one.
I suppose a lack of posting here means that nothing has caught my eye of late. There was some intelligence reform passed that I didn't understand fully - because the media weren't explaining it very well. Damn Liberal Media. There was the odd story that was bizarre, but not truly wonderful enough to warrant a link and discussion. Not even that stupid one about the Parents on Strike (note to the Barnards: "Fuck you" - you should have been more worried about your childrens' household habits long before they turned 12 and 17).
Also, with the approach of the End Of The Year Silliness (the Trifecta of Holidays, Secular/Religious, Religious/Commercial, Hedonist/Pagan/Scientific), there is little time to do anything. Even for someone like me, who has nothing but time on his hands right now anyway. Oh yes, bah humbug.
So, that's about it for December. Check back again sometime later. Or not. Until then, you've got other ways to see if I am doing anything. Holla.
Month of November Cancelled, Waning Interest
It was one of the worst months in recent history. I return to work following a four-month recovery from injury only to be laid off soon after two weeks.
I did not write a novel.
I got my First Ever speeding ticket. In Georgia! Hello? In Georgia?
There were up sides to all of this. I think. If anyone wants to help me look. I suppose NFD might return to some of its former activity. In the meantime, there are still sporadic updates/writings going on at everything2 and I will have a piece in a zine called There's Nothing To Do Here, hitting newsstands soonish. In select areas. Probably not yours!
So, now for our gratuitous moment of idiocy:
Thank you for stopping by.
Obligatory Nonsense
Who the hell is mat
catastrophe?
About this "blog"
What is nihilism,
for real?
Is there an FAQ?
Are you
really this much of a prick in real
life?
Surfing in from a search
result and not finding it?
Obligatory Links Area
found weirdness:
The Cat With Hands.
and
something funny.
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