Oh good grief. Is this place going to die or what??!

So I finally got around to making my official farewell entry:


THAT'S ALL FOLKS

Ugh. Well it seems I'm now down to monthly entries here at Ye Olde Blog ....



I'm not even going to use my old "Facebook" defense -- mostly because 90% of the folks who read my blog are on my friend list and they're also guilty ... well, ok not all of them ... but if I'm going down I'm taking someone with me!!



JUST ONE MORE MUGSHOT

----> Seen in the "Arrested" section of my local newspaper's online edition. I won't come up with a snappy quotation to go with this one because to be quite honest, the picture of this man makes me really sad -- how does someone end up like this?








THE SICK DAY THAT WASN'T

----> So I wake up this morning feeling really bad -- I was convinced that at some point during the evening, a truck had burst through my house and ran me over while I slept. After coming to the conclusion that my condition would warrant calling in dead to work, I notified my boss [via email] who in turn promptly started a campaign of harassment against me. A long story short, he is one of those type of people who believes that people do not get sick -- EVER. After an hour of back and forth emails, he finally tells me that another person at the office is out again today. Since there are only four of us at the office, both of us being out on the same day is a disaster in the making. I ended up going into work, but by 3:30pm it was apparent to the big guy that I truly was sick and he actually apologized for giving me a hard time and told me to go home -- AND stay home tomorrow if I still wasn't feeling any better. Ordinarily I'd ask "Who are you and what have you done with my boss?!" but I like this version so the other can just stay gone!!

And since I'm still making the every 10 minute run to the bathroom, I will end tonight's entry here....

Each day, the newspaper in my area publishes on their website mugshots of people arrested that day -- and let me just tell you, it's quite an experience seeing some of the folks out there who've landed in the clink!! Just take a look:







--> "Is that a crack pipe in your wallet or are you just happy to see me?"








--> "Gurrrrrl ..... L'Mante rolled up in my crib with some ho ... and I cut him!"









--> "Whatchoo talkin' bout Willis?!"









-->> "Uh-oh! I just realized that I'm a good looking state trooper in jail for sexual assault!!"








--> "Man!! That was some killer sh....hey -- what's that hanging off my head??!"

  I realized this evening that I haven't posted anything here in almost a month....but it's that blasted Facebook that's been keeping me away....not that I can't stop hanging out there, you see....I'm ....um...helping others kick their FB habit! Yeah, that's it...I'm helping all of the poor souls out there who rush home from work to harvest their crops...and to clobber the snakes and bears that are invading their town on Frontierville....I don't have a problem...I help OTHERS that have the problem. I can quit anytime that I want to, see. Yeah, I can give it up anytime I choose to!! I can go for the rest of my life without updating my status....or posting pictures of the nephew...or reading what God has to say to me every day via a FB application...wait...what's that I hear? SHHHHHH......oh NO!! I've got to run....I've just been told that if I care anything at all about the brave souls out there who have given their lives in tragic mishaps while operating the zamboni at hockey games I've got to post a status saying so for at least an hour!!!!!!