we have reached the point where i am even ignoring the phone and that is quite self-absorbed, if you know what i mean... not totally ignoring, but not responding to it (as in looking at it when it makes a sound or answering every message)... and just look at how few entries have been here lately... as if i needed proof that nobody would notice if i disappeared... i feel your emptiness, once known as z0tl (short for he who was once known as z0tl, but when have we ever been formal here, aye?)... sure, the sense of humor survives anything, even, well, anything...
i lucked out and made it to the bcs championship game and won... it took beating #1 florida and then having florida beat the new #1 alabama and then iowa beating #4 michigan and michigan beating #3 ohio state and there i was slipped up into the #2 spot to play #1 oklahoma... so ucf is the national champion and has the most all-americans of any team and i won coach of the year two years running and did i mention i kinda love that game?...
meanwhile, softball kinda sucked this week as my teams went 3-5 this week... double headers and an extra monday night game didn't help... lack of hitting and errors and a few walks all combined to close loses... walks are weird... most weeks i don't walk any... my hitting was eh, probably batted around .500, which is not good for softball (for me at least)... i did strike out a bunch of people, but just not enough... no wonder i prefer the video gasme world at the moment, aye?...
anybody miss me? (here, there, or anywhere?)...
so what's up with you?...
yeah, i really do wanna know...
Thursday, November 10, 2011
wow, away
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musical distractions
If people had visible signs or meters that told something about them, what would you want it to tell you?
dumb poll (above), smart responders
all the previous poll votes were somehow erased, so, nevermind... ironically or coincidentally or whatever, the results were very close in practical numbers to the results above shown with just three votes, if you understand the mathematics behind that extrapolative reasoning... i will probably remove the poll at some point... it is a ridiculously useless feature...
SEARCH ME
the thing is, with my tendency to babble and meander and whine and allow distraction to take the lead more often than not, even in this blog that sort of meant to merge brevity with focus like some bloggers do, searching for key words does not always lead to specific information about the subject of that key word... but... here is a start at an easy way to search for key words in this blog... use the search box at the top of the blog to search for words not listed here... if ya wanna, that is... and feel free to suggest words to add to this search shortcut section... click on the words below :)
WORK ... JOB ... MUSIC ... LOVE ... SOFTBALL ... KA ... 42 ... LOL ... LAM ... LAA ... ... ... ...
WORK ... JOB ... MUSIC ... LOVE ... SOFTBALL ... KA ... 42 ... LOL ... LAM ... LAA ... ... ... ...
2 comments:
indeed my emptiness devours me raw, but what can i do but be here and read you every morning and live vicariously through you, now that i'm so dead. love and hugs, z-dawg.
i miss you... you should blog... the world needs more of you, even though you think you are empty, you would be surprised how much is there... even if nobody understands, you'll have at least one reader... baffle the rest... drive the world crazy... leave humanity and posterity the madness that only you know (like i do, or different, wish you never deleted all the previous stuff)...
and some part of me i seldom visit understands being so dead much more than i want to know...
pour the emptiness out and who knows what it might become...
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