The Other Drummer

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OK. So here’s the story: work. Actually, I’m not sure why the *&%# I haven’t been writing as much lately. Work has definitely been more insane than usual. And by “usual” I mean “than it was last October.” Yes, work has been taking its toll and my brain has been mush. And Brain Mush is not conducive to writing.

Honestly, Call of Duty 4 has been my “decompression” activity lately. Yes, sniping terrorists not only is good for world peace but it’s much more mindless than writing. Also, writing isn’t a spectator sport – to really dig into something I need to shut out everything else and focus. However, my wife will watch me play COD4 and be a second set of eyes which has me promoted to rank of First Lieutenant II. I now have a sweet new assault rife with a red dot scope. Thank you honey!

I’m also getting old and fat, which means getting to the gym is much more important which means getting up early which means getting to bed early which means less blogging. Curse my love handles!! Curse them!

OK. Lunch break is over. Back to the grindstone.

Just wanted to reassure my loyal readership that I’m not dead. Just fairly pretty really busy. Sorry for not posting in a week and please don’t club me over the head for it.

Oh, and to avoid some mild profanity, stop the video about four seconds before the end.

Just something I got thinking about while I was washing my hands just now. This is the kind of deep stuff I think about all the time. Really, I should be in some kind of think tank where they observe people’s brainwaves to figure out how they think of such brilliant things. It’d probably have to be a government-sponsored think tank because my thought patterns could be a threat if they fell into the wrong hands. That’s how radically advanced and ground-breaking they are. Seriously, the power I hold between my ears could revolutionize the world.

Also, I forgot to put on deodorant this morning.

This is it. My 500th post. Yep. It was going to be a big deal. I wanted to do something really special so I kept putting it off, waiting for some brilliant idea so I could really acknowledge the milestone in style, complete with fireworks and a visit from Lady Liberty.

I waited. And waited some more. It’s been a few days and I have some ideas for posts saved as drafts, but none good enough for my glorious 500th post! So I continued to wait for the inspiration worthy of the occasion.

Then I realized I should just post something and be done with it.

So that’s what I’ve done.

Happy 500th post, The Other Drummer. Here’s to many more design changes, URL changes, posts about technology that nobody reads but that I love to write (anybody want a freelancer?), rants and the fictitious stories I kinda-sorta try to pass off as being legit (those are my favorite).