Bottomless Pit Of Joy

Several pieces of good news....

1) I have titled all three books that will never be published and never be read. Despite that sad fact, I am rather excited by it all. I never thought I would have titles. I would like a series title, and I think I have one...but for now the books are titled and that is good enough for me. I came up with the last one tonight and it really works. (4 and 5 aren't titled, but they aren't finished yet...I am sure a brilliant stroke of mediocrity will hit me when they are done.)

Interestingly enough, I have thought of all the titles of my book, save one, at the gym. Ok, that wasn't very interesting at all.

2) I have accepted a job and decided to return to the world of the living. Contract job...let's not get crazy. There aren't too many people living so why commit to it fully? Seems like a good situation for 5-6 months.

3) Arsenal won their first match. Hleb scored the winner...yes...Hleb.

4) I move into my new and improved apartment in the next couple weeks and that is a very good thing.

5) After years of dreaming...after years of planning...after years of making Christmas as white trash as possible without being Britney Spears...I have topped myself. Yes, I the inventor and sole creator of White Trash Christmas Eve...have out done my white trashiness...my Christmas meal...will be...a Cajun favorite...slightly south of the epicenter of white trash (Arkansas being the dead center)...we are eating...TURDUCKEN!!!! Yes, ladies and germs...a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken, and two kinds of stuffing to hold it all together will be our meal. 15-20lbs of the finest dead animals a human being, who is usually married to his cousin, is allowed to eat by law. It will take lots of white trash planning...and maybe a shed that can be converted into a marriage altar, but it will work! Fear not...my white trash Christmas knows no bounds. Penny slots, cheap watered down drinks, 3 dollar blackjack, Marlboro Reds, extreme drunkeness...and the cherry on top....TURDUCKEN!!!!!


(The response to my last blog was so overwhelming I am not going to get into it now...but I complement the ones who got it...the one or two who think that I was not equally as hard on myself should really be lobotomized and sterilized for the good of society. Thank you.)


"...I'll admit in front that I have a special affinity for things that don't quite fit into any given demarcated category, partly because I'm one of those perennial misfits myself by choice as well as fate or whatever." - Lester Bangs