Back in the saddle

Wow. Kinda disappeared there for a minute, didn’t I? Can’t believe it’s been November since I last wrote something. I’ve spent the last little while catching up on everyone else’s blogs as well as X-E and the last 2 years worth of Advents. Yes, as much as I hate to admit it, until a few days ago I had never read 2008 or 2009. But we’re good to go now.

I really want to find an inventive way to catch you up on everything that’s happened w/ me in the last 4 months, but I honestly can’t be bothered to go into detail and write all that. So, I’ll give you the quick version:

–New job. Money’s great but I hate it. Looking to transfer to another department in April.

–Christmas. I got a pretty sweet haul. This was actually one of the best Christmases I’ve had in a long time. I actually stayed in the mood non-stop up until last week when I had to clean my apartment and put away my tree and all the other Christmas stuff. I think having the tree hanging around kept the mood up. Now I’m ready for June. Some of you know why.

–Snow! I couldn’t believe it. Could. Not. Believe it. Why is it such a big deal? Because this is South Freaking Carolina. Columbia, SC to be exact, and it doesn’t snow here. Ever. I mean the last time I saw snow here was literally 9 years ago. I was gonna post some pics, but you all know what snow looks like, and nobody could ever be as excited as I was at the thought of my car covered in snow. We only got one night of it and it all happened while I was at work. I’ve never driven in snow before so that was hairy going home. I did have one minute when I lost control of the car and slid all over the place. That was something. I love me some snow, but don’t know if I ever want to do that again. I’m still kicking myself for not making a snowman though. Who knows when I’ll have the chance again. Maybe in another 9 years. Then again, if I’m still living in Columbia, SC in 9 years, each one of you has permission to come down here and put me out of my misery.

–Cat. It’s not mine. I’m cat-sitting for a friend but I sort of have it indefinitely. He swings between being super sweet to pure evil. I’ve got the scratched up couch and scars on my hands to prove it.

–Super blog activity! While I haven’t paid much attention to this place, someone sure has. The Gayest Cartoon Characters Ever continues to be the most read post I’ve written so far and I keep getting new comments on it all the time. I’m seriously thinking about doing a follow-up now that I realize exactly how many characters I left off. Who knew the animated world had such a large “family”? Also, at some point, the toal views for the blog as a whole jumped to…get this…


Holy crow! I never though over 100,000 people would ever stop to read this nonsense, but here we are!

K, that’s all I got for now. I know this isn’t much of a post, but I’ve got bigger things planned for the next one and I just wanted to jump back into it tonight.

Oh, there is one more thing. Back in April of last year, I wrote this. If you haven’t read it yet, you’re gonna want to read it, or the next little bit won’t make any sense at all.

We all had a lot of fun with it and I thought that the mystery of Brandon, Kelvin, and Chelsea would remain just that, mystery. Furthermore, the bigger mystery was their cryptic, secret language. Well, friends, the mystery has been solved. Some poor soul, wandering down the back alleys of the intertubes had the misfortune of stumbling into this perversion and was able to translate and decode exactly what was going on. He did this by leaving a comment on that post. I’ve decided to reward his hard work by spotlighting it right here. Now we have our answers. Thank you, “Huh?”. Your screen name says it all. I would give you some serious flak about the fact that you actually googled “child beauty pageants pictures”, but considering you cleared this up for us, I’ll let you slide. This time.

Huh? Says:
January 22, 2010 at 6:24 pm e

LOL OMG You’re all white as shit, hahahahaha.
Well, this happens sometimes. Lines get crossed or whatever. I’ve gotten text messages from some loser ass single mom in West Virginia, talking all this BOOOOOORING stuff about her boring kids to some other boring person in boring West Virginia.
So Icy Entertainment is a rap label, I guess Gucci Mane is the CEO and main artist, along with other artists, like Wacka Flocka Flame. So Icy eludes to the fact that they got a lot of diamonds, which look like ice.
Oh, and it’s useage in the text is simply as a “signature”. Like how white people always try to say something profound or put some quote from some old, pretentious philosopher? Well black people from the hood just put their favorite rap shout out.
Zone 6 is the section in Atlanta, like how in DC and NOLA we have “wards”. East Atlanta is where Gucci Mane is from, the CEO of So Icy ENT. Oh, and Brenden or whoever just can’t spell.
Oh, and I don’t have a fun story involving that pedophile’s dream and the bamma on your cell phone. But that is really a disturbing picture. I googled “child beauty pageants pictures” and this is where it brought me. I was just following up on the’s FAIL picture of some ugly pageant girls. But I had to offer that moment of clarity to you. You’re welcome.

5 Responses to “Back in the saddle”

  1. I would be terrified to drive in snow since I have never done it. As you already know we’ve been getting a lot of rain here…which clearly means a sign of the apocalypse, being So. Cal. and all. It’s actually raining right now.

    And “Huh?” is so correct. I am the WHITEST person ever! I just seem to have a year round tan. 😉

    Aw, you know you’re our little cracker!

  2. Oh man, I remember when you wrote all about the phone/text hoopla. Was that really all the way from April?!? Time has flown.

    Yeah, I couldn’t believe it either. Took me forever to actually go back and find the post because I didn’t think it was that far back.

  3. Welcome back. I have nothing to say about how white as shit I am.

    I don’t think you need to. Your whiteness speaks for itself.

  4. Pfft. You consider yourselves ‘white’, I’m like a milk bottle whenever I’m on holiday. And there is nothing worse than hearing a Brit speaking in slang, it’s like I’m taking vocabulary and drenching it in bleach. Just you wait.

    I’m so white, I don’t even add a signature to my text messages…in fact, I’m not sure I know anyone who adds signatures to a text message.

    I’m going to start. I’m going to start ending all my texts with, “Metropolis, Projekt, Cleopatra”.

    And better yet, I’m going to start sending them to total strangers.

  5. Nice to see you back in the saddle, I need to start some type of a wordpress blog, because that is where the XE crowd seems to be moving to. Just wish I could come up with good periodic blog entries about things related to the 80s.

    Well, you’ve got a whole decade to work with there, so get to it. And yeah, the WordPress cult is always looking for new, impressionable members. You’re just not allowed to tell anyone about the initiation rituals. Some of it is barely legal.

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