Monday, November 24, 2008

Lost my edge. Completely.

I was reading back over posts from the past month or two, and holy @#$%. Whatever edge I once had has been replaced by sunshine and puppy dog tails. I guess that's what happens when you're in a relatively good place. I guess if you have to trade engaging blogging for whatever the alternative was of career flame-out, poor health, what-have-you...

Anyway, I will also try to break it up a little more around here. It looks like I'm only covering a few items, but I also don't know what anyone whose left around here cares about reading (seriously, I haven't got a clue).

That's it for tonight. Jason and Jamie both told me I looked awful tonight (I slept poorly last night). So I'm off to get 40 winks.

Not enough this


Too much this

8 comments:

Steanso said...

I think you're sort of a charming combination of the two. Think Mr. Rogers carving his name into his own chest.

Queenie said...

But that Fred Rogers always did have great sweaters and tennis shoes.....there's something to be said for good outerwear and foot wear. :)Nothing wrong with being a 'glass is half full' kind of guy either.

The League said...

Thanks, team! I appreciate the vote of confidence.

Michael Corley said...

Welcome to my world. Join the eternal swirling void of happiness! Muah ha ha ha ha!

Anonymous said...

What the hell? Please go and beat on your chest and maybe punch someone. Otherwise the vortex of happiness (crappiness) will have claimed another victim!
-Denise

The League said...

Denise, at your urging, I went to the old folks' home and sucker punched, like, four grannies. No falling suburban malaise for me!

Fantomenos said...

Hey, as a self-destructive bass player, I'm voting for more Sid. And, you know, doggie photos are great too.

The League said...

I should really make an effort to take more photos. Also, to fall into a tragic love affair from which neither of us escape alive.