On Having Nothing to Say

That can’t be possible, can it? Has the Great Jefe at last been silenced? Not likely. I swore when I started blogging that I would write her the way I was taught to write in all things, with honesty. Will there be Posturing? Sure. Self-Serving Self Promotion? Without a doubt. Will I Offend? God I hope so. Will I challenge? Without question. Will I make numerous unedited spelling and typographical errors? More than likely, I’m a bad typist.

Seriously, I just haven’t been moved to write much lately. Work consumes a lot of my time, and it’s such a fun job that I don’t feel the need to do much else sometimes. So, as I have done before, here are just a few of the things that are going on.

ONE. It’s almost X-mas time. What is Dubya getting us all for X-mas? WAR! Fun, huh? Just what I was hoping for during the yuletide season, an excuse to go and blow the fuck out of a nation of little brown people, inspiring even more people around the globe to hate us. George, you’ve been watching a little too much Lord of the Rings, there is no such thing as real Evil in the world, Axis or otherwise. It’s important to remember that ALL MEN ARE CAPABLE OF EVIL, but few are purely Evil. Also, evil men don’t fight and die on battlefields. Farmers and Grocers and Mechanics and Salesman and fathers and mothers and brothers and sisters and daughters and sons do that.

TWO I’m going thorugh a serios financial re-evaluation. It’s depressing, even when you’re doing well.

THREE I’ve been seeing more movies again, and it feels good. God, I want to be making movies.

FOUR The Dog still chews up everything, but has finally figured out that she’s not in charge of the house. A positive step for someone whose , let’s face it, not too bright, even for a puppy. She’s awful cute though.

FIVE And this is the big one. I’m trying not to think about Zuzia leaving, but its about a month away.

SIX I’m turning 29 next week. Cool, huh? Not really. It’s the last birthday I am ever gonna have, trust me.