Drafts!

I’ve been feeling bad for not blogging the last week. It’s not that I’ve been particularly busy, I have just been lacking the motivation and inspiration. For this reason, I decided to see what unpublished blog posts I had lying around, hoping one of them would be in a finished enough form to just publish without any additional effort. Mysteriously, I didn’t find one like that. So enjoy all of my old fragment blog posts. Consider this blog post to be like one of those furniture store ads that goes something like this: “Oh no! We bought too much furniture! You’d think we’d learn our lesson and fire the buyers, but we don’t for some reason! It ALL MUST GO NOW!”

A Vague, Possibly Horrible Warning!

I like my car.  One of the many things I like about it is its ability to tell me what, if anything, is wrong. My previous automobile, like a small infant, lacked the ability to articulate what was troubling it at any particular time.  ”Check Engine”?  Check it for what? Leaks? Bugs? It’s very existence?


Fear and Terror!

One day last week I woke up, and discovered I couldn’t move my right thumb. Well, I could move it one direction. Specifically, I could grip with it, but I couldn’t straighten it. It didn’t hurt, there seemed to be nothing else wrong, aside from the lack of movement in my thumb. I got out of bed and became very dizzy, quite suddenly. I became dizzy to the point that I had to kneel by the bed and hold on to it, as I couldn’t keep myself upright, not even on my knees. I immediately concluded that I must have some sort of horrible disorder. I’ve been accused of being melodramatic.


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4 Responses to “Drafts!”

  1. kev Says:

    True, automobiles have come a long way. Still, they have a long ways to go. I dream of a day when my car, which I will name KITT, will be able to talk to me and say things like “they’re gaining on us” and “time to rotate my tires” and “hey, wait, you’re not David Hasselhoff!”

  2. Kevin Says:

    At any rate, I hope they are able to have accents. I want my car to have the accent of a German who was taught English by an Australian. That would please me.

  3. Jenny Says:

    I think I have that thumb illness. I call my car “the little darling.”

  4. Kevin Says:

    Apparently, raising a Christmas tree by jamming just your thumb between two branches and lifting is bad for it.

    I was better the next day, though.

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