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Monday, March 10, 2008

Missing Time

As you've no doubt noticed, I was off-line all weekend.

This wasn't intentional, it just happened - the Greys were in town and I thought I'd better take advantage of the situation to get my implant updated. After the 'procedure' we had a couple of Grey Ales, and the next thing I remember I was standing in a field wearing a tinfoil hat, surrounded by mutilated cattle. Weird. And suddenly it's now Monday morning and I have no idea where the time went - you know how it is.

Don't expect major things from me this week - yeah, it's spring break and the kid is going to be underfoot for the next seven days. Wonderful.

8 comments:

  1. Let me guess. That "implant" is accessed rectally. Now I understand.

    So much for the tinfoil hat shielding you from them. I guess once they've placed the implant there's nothing that will keep them away.

    Hey, you mind if I use that excuse sometime when I don't have a post, or really any excuse for it? We'll keep it our secret. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.

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  2. I've got a post, ya big baby.

    I'm working on it, it's just hard to sit still this morning, for some reason...

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  3. If the kid is really under foot, you might get in trouble there buddy...

    But, just claim it's a religious act, and you should be fine. You might have to move to Oklahoma, but it'd likely be better than actually doing things right and stuff.

    :D

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  4. Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,
    Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,
    Daddy.

    ::breath::

    Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,
    Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy,Daddy.

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  5. Don't you start, anonymous, because I will find something for you to do - like clean your room, or pick up winter debris in the yard. I'm warning you.

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  6. Jeez, you don't even have time to trace IP's today?

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  7. I'm bored.

    There's nothing to eat in the house.

    I'm bored.

    The dog is bothering me.

    I'm bored.

    Do you know where my game controller is?

    I'm bored.

    Sigh.

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  8. I don't need to trace IP, Nathan.

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