6 Things I probably should be doing instead of blogging

1. Working. I should probably be wading through the massive pile of CRAP my boss left me before he jetted off to golf in Phoenix for a week. "We'll get you a laptop" they said. "You can work when you have time" they said. Bah.

2. Writing and mailing the thank-you cards for my son's birthday that was, oh, OVER A MONTH AGO. Yeah, I suck. But he signed them, so he sucks too.

I know he's only one year old. Shut up.

3. Drawing the next superheroine of the week, which is, um, a little overdue. Sorry, FoN. When is someone going to perfect a machine that just takes the images right out of your head and puts them on paper (or PhotoShop)? I'd be first in line for that. Unless there was surgery involved, because that means doctors (unless it's the kind of surgery that can be performed by a bartender with a pickle fork, then I'm still game). Or if you have no control over what images it pulls, because there's some shit in my head that neither man NOR machine should be subjected to.

4. Drawing something for the next issue of a collaborative comic I collaborate on, called Valuable Comics. The theme for the next issue is "Issues". That's right, it's the "Issues issue". I know I've got issues but...can I make a comic about them??

5. If you followed that last link, the corollary of #4 is "Update the Valuable Comics webpage". It's very pathetic and somehow I've been charged with breathing new life into it. I think I may have volunteered. Why the fuck did I do that?? Oh right...there was beer at our last meeting.

Always blame it on the beer.

6. Tidying my house. Because the cleaners are coming on Tuesday, and you've always got to clean before they clean.

...why is that, exactly?

Slightly overwhelmed

This isn't a real post, because I'm not feeling that great (I'm pretty certain it's the lack of caffeine and/or red wine in my system). And, well, I have all these comics to read, and I haven't logged onto Warhammer in a week. Priorities, people.

But it pays not to be a social retard, even in the blogosphere, so I have some awards to graciously accept. First, Julie at the Cool Mom Guide, smacked me not once but twice!

Both of these have memes attached, of the "random facts" variety, but don't you people know enough random crap about me already? You'll become addicted to Un Mom trivia, and be rooting through my garbage for your next informational tidbit in no time.

Nobody wants that.

But I will pass these along, to people I actually DO want to know more about:

Private EYE
April's Little Family
Isolated Existence

And then savvysuzie at the $200 Mission presented me with another award, but blogger for some reason says that her blog has been removed, and that had better be a big fat lie, or I'll cry. I WILL BE BACK to edit this post, dammit.

It was there, I swear. It's not the Neo-Citran talking.

And Ane at Life According to Me gave me the following, which is just further proof, as if you needed it, that people in the blogosphere DO NOT REALLY KNOW YOU AT ALL:

But it was a very sweet sentiment, and I'm not going to pass it on to anyone specific, because if they're setting the "Best Mom" bar at my level, then it's a contest anyone can win.

Upgrade your hardware...upgraded.

Normally I hate it when people try to improve on my joke, because, well, they're usually funnier. But this was too funny not to share. FoN forwarded the 'old sign' pic around her workplace, and Creative Services decided to give voice to the 'new sign':

....what a smarmy bitch.

Upgrade your hardware

Okay, I think this is funny.

Don't you kind of wonder how the old sign feels? Is it sitting there thinking, "Man, I feel USED. And that bitch is sitting RIGHT THERE, all high and mighty. Fuck. I hate you all."

No?

Just me then?

Okay.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

I wonder if I should have titled this post with something to bait the search engines, as Anna over at abdpbt suggested. Something like "10 ways to keep your man". Then I could have followed it up with suggestions like "Bash him over the head with a hammer and stuff him in your linen closet", and see how many authorities were called hits I got.

Do you think some Americans are finally ready to accept a black man as president because the tv show 24 and Keifer Sutherland told them it was okay? I mean, I'd drink bleach if Keifer Sutherland told me it was okay. Although I won't buy a Ford. Hm, maybe it's the visual.

My toe is itchy.

I'm reading this book called "Gargoyle" by, um, Davidson something. I got it from the library as a "Popular Pick", which means I only get it for a week, which means it's due back tomorrow. It's actually pretty good, so I should probably be finishing it instead of blogging. The last "Popular Pick" I got out was some horrid thing by Stephanie Meyer, and I didn't even finish the first chapter, because my reading time is precious these days. It wasn't the Twilight ones, but those sound stupid too. I mean, I didn't even buy the "hundreds-of-years-old vampire falls for immature teenage ditz" phenomenon from Joss Whedon, and I LOVE Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It just doesn't seem plausible. I know guys are way less mature than women and all, but in hundreds of years don't you think they should have done a little personal development?
...where was I? Oh, Gargoyle. Good book.

Do we blog because we're a little crazy, or are we a little crazy because we blog? Discuss.

I BETTER GET A BUFFY COMIC THIS WEEK. Seriously. It's like, a month overdue. C'mon people - in the middle of a story arc?? Get your shit together, I need a fix!! Don't make me come down there!

There were two Buffy references in this post. I'm a total nerd.