blink again, evening

amazing, isn't it?... yeah, i know, the logic escapes us fools blogging away day after day for one or two crumbs a week, but i know you're out there (and i love my delusions and posterity finds me amusing, but that's gonna take a thousand years or a few to be seen, so just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show, even the parts you miss cuz they'll be here, or somewhere, when you finally catch up with the wheels of time)...

it's just too much fun for me to sit down after work, or before, or after softball or parties or game nights or whatever i do the other 95% of the time i am not writing, and babble on a bit as if multitudes of millions are waiting with baited breath for my next literary gem... and if a literary gem happens to be carved out of seventy billion words, cool, some lucky fool like us will find it and dance with glee over whatever it is, cuz that's what we do, ya know...

kittens and puppies and infants get it, even if they can't read...

so another fine day at work with fun and frolic cuz i have that autonomy and a few key bits get done and everybody's happy... my office looks like that guy in the basement of office space (really ought to clean it up, aye?) and we're all having fun (well, i am, it may take a while for the other humans to catch up)... the babbler is running around kicking all the words out of my head and so here i am waiting for dinner to cook and being a being without a tv, the music plays and until next i spit a few words into this box to inspire a smile (someday, you'll see), i say hello world, how ya doing?... yea, thereal in the house...

so, how ya? :)