Wednesday, December 19, 2007

50th Post - The 50th Post!!

I can't believe, barely a month after I began this blog, that I am writing my 50th post. 49th, I guess, if you don't want to count the time I tried to advertise this blog with a website that presents blogs to other potential interested blog readers. What a friggin' waste of time that was. I'll try that again, just as soon as I am in the mood to waste a few hours some evening when I could be doing something more pleasant (like another colonoscopy, for instance).

50 posts! These happened easily, and quickly. I feel that I am just getting warmed up. Writing like this has been much more fun than I thought it would be.

Getting you caught up: Yes, my car is still land locked. A guy at work asked me about that today, after having read some blog posts last evening. However, the snow is not quite as hard as it was last evening, so I may be able to chip enough out to be able to get out of the drive way tomorrow morning. I'll try later on.

Local Wal-Marts are open 24 hours until Christmas Eve. I may get up frightfully early Thursday or Friday morning and see what other fools are shopping at 4am. Last year, I went out early one morning and bought some stuff for people in my family before going to work a couple of hours later (and following breakfast at a place that has since gone to that great greasy spoon in the sky). The only problem is that I was so tired, so discombobulated (sp.?) that by the time I got to work, I'd forgotten what I had bought. I prayed that I had purchased appropriate things (no shaving cream for my mother, no night gown for my father, no condoms for my cat). Through sheer luck, everything turned out ok.

(Well, the cat was confused, but that is nothing new.)

Work was fun today. At lunch time, the Premier of Nova Scotia played the fiddle in the lobby of my building. He posed for a picture with me, too. I know he had long wanted to pose for a picture with me, so I was only too happy to be finally able to comply. Maybe now, his publicist will leave me alone.

I think I'll call it a night. It's a night.

Please join me, my many adoring fans, the millions of you just must know the trifles of my existence, for post number 51. It will be here before you know it. You don't want to miss it, do you?

Later.

Bevboy

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