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I had just left the local Wal-Mart (unfortunately the only thing open at midnight that sells both beer and cigarettes.) and was heading up Hwy-74 back to the house, gently patting the case of Budweiser Select (again, unfortunate. I’d much rather have a lager, but I’m on a budget here.) when a most foul odor pierced my nostrils with overpowering vigor. “Skunk,” I muttered to myself. I drove along half expecting to see a monochromatic corpse bloated on the roadside. Somewhere between four and six miles down Hwy-74 yet another overpowering stench invaded my nasal cavity. Except, this time I was jamming out to For Those About to Rock, muttered “opossum”, and instead of scrunching my nose, I started laughing at myself. I laughed because of my ability to distinguish the source of the different… aromas. And I thought about a week or so earlier when someone said they smelled cow shit and I corrected that they were smelling chicken shit. And Jeff Foxworthy came to mind. You might be a redneck… If you can name any animal by the smell of its feces.
I guess what they say is true, you can take a man out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of a man.
The most common things you can find me doing these days:
- Drinking Snapple Raspberry White Tea like its going out of style
- Playing the Sims 2 and Civilization 4 with my ubermicro
- Watching internet television religiously
- Mowing my neighbor’s lawn in a red bandanna, wild west robber style
- Catching up on LOST, Heroes, and Black Donnellys
- Eating sugar free Jello from the little plastic cups
- Wearing my three month old pair of contacts with bloodshot eyes
- Whoring up the DoD forums
- Making tacos
- Having at least two bowls of Rice Crispies with every meal (all 6 or 7 of them)
- Not Blogging and being generally lazy. Sorry. (no, I haven’t found my way to the library)
As most of my readers know, I used to be addicted to the online game World of Warcraft (WoW). It was pretty bad there for a while; logging some 120+ hours a week playing the stupid thing. I tried to quit a few times but could never stay away for more than a few weeks. When I finally kicked the habit a few months ago, I decided to start doing some other things to help keep my mind away from the game. Reading and writing was one of them–and that’s how this blog was born.
I really want to thank everyone who checks in with me daily, despite my lack of fresh content, and everyone who bitches me out for not posting something new–of which the later has been growing increasingly in the recent week. I want to apologize for being a steaming sack of lazy-shit too, ha-ha. Like I told my ‘coon-slaying WoW buddy over ventrilo last night: I’ve stopped writing because I’ve stopped reading. My last order from Amazon is on a three or four odd week delay, and I don’t have the money to go buy new books. So, what I need from you, my reader, is to suggest something for me to read. The cheaper (by cheap I mean free) the better.
I look forward to it. Gimme something good.
