Blame it on the Barbie Orgy

Lots of shorts today.  Hey, if  Lots of Shorts Today was the title, you wouldn't be reading this right now.  But I will get to the Barbies, ya sickos.

Are you Going to Blog About This?
I get this question all time.  Or the it's the directive "you should blog about this."  I just want to say "Hey, shut up."  but I don't.  I'm too nice for that.  I give the usual answer of "Maybe."    If it's such a great topic to blog about then you do it.  I have people that ask me about how to start a blog.  I tell them my story.  "I googled 'How to start a blog?' and it took me to blogger.  I created my blog and was blogging in about 10 minutes."  It took me 5 years to google because I figured it was too hard.  I'm not as smart as people think I am.  Yes, I am good with numbers and I can calculate shit in my head, but so could Rainman.  I can remember stuff too. That's why I was good at history, well that and I enjoyed it. (Thank you, Mr. Crane)  Anyway, I can never really answer the aforementioned question.  I don't know what I am going to blog until I sit down.  Even then, there are a lot of blank stares into a blank computer screen.  So, am I going to blog about this?  I DON'T KNOW, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!!  ahh that felt good.  Oh yeah, you with the smirk, tongue in cheek, yeah you.  You like to joke about my blog but you've never read it.  Okay here's the real truth.  You suffer from a Napoleon complex.  You spend most of your day licking boots, part of it in a gym and the rest trying to pull everyone down to your level, all because you don't like yourself.  Sorry.  God dealt you that hand.  It's up to you how you play it and right now you're losing.

Gracie Morgan's Day Off

You all know from my last blog that I'm really am a softy on the inside.  So when Gracie found out that I had the day off she wanted to know if I would pick her up early.  I told her if she was good.  (don't judge, I wanted a peaceful night)  This morning, as I lie in bed being lazy, she comes in and wants to know if she can stay home with me.  "You said if I was good."  "I said I would pick you up early."  Silence.  She then ask in different ways, I keep dancing around trying not to answer.  I doze off.  I awake to an on going orgy of barbie dolls.  About five naked "chicks" me and some other "dude" who has no clothes on either.  I'm not quite sure what taken place while as was sleeping but when I awoke everyone was resting.  ["I think I was tucked" (Seinfeld reference)]

 After this experience, how could I pass on a whole day of In Gracie's Brain.  I know, I know, she's got me wrapped around her pinkie but the day started with 5 naked chicks, I 'm gonna ride this train 'til the end.

The 29 Day Challenge is Coming to an End

It's been an interesting month.  I have had plenty to blog about and I have missed a couple of days.  Time is an issue.  I have strange schedule and blogging doesn't always fit into it.  I think I have accomplished the mission of my blog, To make you laugh, cry or think.  Going forward, the daily blogs will end. I'm not sure what my posting schedule will be, it will probably be as random as my brain.  I think you will see more of my creative side. It is hard to throw yourself out there and hear nothing but crickets. I'm still not sure how the interview with Mitt Romney's dog was received. (I pouted for couple of days)  I did however, get to witness two people read it and laugh uncontrollably, making me laugh at it all over again.  That was good because I thought I may have to dress in a devil's costume drink gasoline, nitroglycerin, gun powder and Uranium 238.

(Pheew) I thought about doing more interviews but I don't want to become one of those SNL skits where you say "Oh no, not his again." We will see.  I think "Bitchy Shane" will return at some point.  He's dying to get out but for now I will keep him kenneled.(just not atop a car).  Thanks for reading. If this is your first time in my brain look around.  There is plenty of good stuff to look at.