I think this is gonna another entry for friends and people who care about me as opposed to some clever diatribe about whatever intended to amuse or some essay on some interesting subject, so browse on by if you're not interested in knowing more about me (no, not another deep, penetrating, revealing entry like the last one... no tears, no fears, no deep dark secrets... sometimes in life, you just have to ask for more if you want it)...

if you're just here for the credits, dear hit-hungry blogmad maniacs, you know it really doesn't matter what sort of entry this is... just wait for the countdown timer and click (but make sure you don't get distracted and click the wrong number cuz that would be a waste, right?)... if you've come via google (or any search), well, you'll likely be disappointed because I get googled for the oddest of things that I seldom mention...

for instance, a wet pussy has been begging for attention outside the candoor for a couple of days now... I suppose it plays in the ponds to stay cool, what with this being Florida and all, but it comes running up purring the minute we walk out the door and any of you who've had a hot wet pussy rub up against your leg knows how that feels... sure we think about giving it a home, but we're not home enough and the place is usually a mess which doesn't bode well for a needy pussy...

obviously, it's a neighbor's pussy, since it's a very friendly little pussy, easy to touch and caress, neatly trimmed and brushed, and unlike a lot of pussies, this pussy seems very eager to please... I called the the management of the apartments to find out if anybody had been missing pussy around here recently and they could care less about pussy no matter how friendly the pussy might be...

Rasputin always thought the office guy was gay anyway...

ironically, my most consistently frequent google search is not for hot wet pussy, but for Rianna, who may or may not have one, followed closely by Dirk Nowinski, hell.com, and various snips of song lyrics... Betty Boop seems to draw a crowd as well... and there is the dubious distinction of being #1 at google for sites to masterabate to thanks to a typo... or perhaps my inane babbling is more stimulating than I think...

anyway, I think I am coming back a bit from the numb of the past week... I hope the previous entry didn't bring too many of you down, but this is life in black and white and I just report the news... it took me days to get around to putting words to last week's experiences and I'm still just grazing the surface for so many reasons...

these are melancholy days...

the back is stronger, the acute pains are gone... there are occasional twinges if I move a certain way and some stiffness, but overall the body seems right on course for normal healing for a back strain... and the deeper the emotional blows will heal too, they always do... I certainly did not suffer the worst of the losses this time around...

sigh...

meanwhile, life goes on, for better or worse, the same as it ever was... after work yesterday morning I watched three movies instead of sleeping... suddenly we're getting every station in the universe (well, it seems that way) and that opens the possibilities to some more movies... I forgot the first one... ... Constantine... Yentl and then I watched some of Five Easy Pieces cuz I wanted to see the chicken salad sandwich scene... not that I have anything against waitresses, mind you...

while not favorites like (a brief off-the-cuff list, far from comprehensive and leaving out some essential films in my mind) Hook, The Princess Bride, City of Angels, Sleepless in Seattle, Terminator 2, Mary Poppins, You've Got Mail, The Wizard of Oz, Some Like It Hot, Random Harvest, What Dreams May Come, Jesus Christ Superstar, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, The Sound of Music, What About Bob?, , and a whole lot of other musicals and cartoons, I still enjoyed them... in the right mood, I can enjoy almost anything and I am usually in the right mood...

I suppose favorite films and songs can say a lot about who a person is inside if you have an idea of why they are favorites... for me it's the honesty, the innocence, the quest for love, truth, justice, and the child inside... you must have some favorite movies, old or new, so there's an easy way to leave a comment cuz I'd like to know...

see, if you haven't gotten it already, I don't blog for popularity... I blog to read my thoughts and feelings, to sort through my experience in this life, to share myself, and to connect with others who might be friends... it's all about getting to know self, life, and you...

for those of us who enjoy sharing in words...

once again I am at work... seems my blogmadness has not quite worn off yet as the first thing I do as I sit down at the computer is browse the blogmad sites instead of going right to a text file to write... and Precious seems to be running a lot of stuff by me these days and I can still click to surf while listening to her... so I don't get much writing time at home lately... so I am hoping to write at work more, but I am more tired than usual tonight... I shall visit the candy machine, I think, and make some strong tea...

and yet for many reasons it's strange here at work without Berry... different staff each night and that means less focus on the writing and more on building a comfortable relationship... chit chat... Berry and I can comfortably let time pass concentrating on our own things... she usually reads, I usually write... some staff are used to talking all night about anything and it's mostly gossip and make-conversation stuff I have no interest in (and getting complaints from the kids about their voice levels and topics of conversation)...

so I've got nothing much to add to the world tonight and yet, here we are...

over the weekend I did three fantasy baseball drafts... I finally got a number one pick (in a twelve team league)... I'll put the results up one of these days if I have time (it's a long season, after all)... if you're into fantasy baseball, you can see previous draft results for this year (and somewhere in the archives, you can find past years)... prior to that #1 pick this weekend, I didn't have higher than a number six pick this year so far (yes, I'll probably do another draft or few... if fantasy baseball interests you, let's get into a league together)... in the two other drafts over the weekend I was number eleven and number twelve... sometimes I like that better than number one... anyway, I enjoy the numbers games...

and music, dear music, my oldest friend (besides the words)... I still do not have enough music in this life behind the candoor... perhaps it is time to splurge on at least minimal sound equipment, if not a decent modern computer... but so many expenses demand more attention at the moment (as usual)... odd that even though I no longer have much to give as I once did, I still find so many people who need help... perhaps I just pay attention... ah, I muse, if only all they needed was attention...

ok, I think I have decided that this year I shall splurge on myself... some musical toys and hopefully a grown up computer so I can play with all the stuff so many of you play with online... any techie advice you wish to offer on what to buy would be most appreciated... yes, that would be sweet...

and for the first time in years, I find myself wanting to find a way to make more time for online communication... obviously that will take a better computer that can handle messaging software (and the music too, yes)... some days I just have to sleep to catch on the days I don't sleep (which are more abundant than the days I do sleep)... the old wish to have the internet at work is back (does this mean the hermit crab is ready to come out of the shell?... anything is possible)... that might be more challenging than is feasible, especially since I know nothing about networking or getting through a hospital firewall or whether I could use dial up here or whether investing in a mobile laptop would be worth it (that would require a service contract with a provider and come with all the risks of loss of privacy that comes with wireless connections, right?)...

the techie ignorance is vast in me...

so (here's risking no responses, isn't it?) any techie advice would be much welcome (and of course you'd be cheered as the genius who got me to come out from behind the candoor, or at least helped me out of the dark ages of computerdom and unleashed me onto the world, for whatever that worth to ya)...

I also have not had time to do the browsing and babbling I love to do (like I still don't find time to actually use the browsing places I set up just so you and I can share what we find in our internet wanderings, but in case you miss it I have a lot of links awaiting more time... do you feel reassured like I do?...

meanwhile, here are a couple of surfing notes...

eeek... was just surfing and saw a site with a statue of Britney Spears giving birth on a bear rug... so I went to the original site and it's an actual art exhibit in Brooklyn (where crazies like me got their start)... but wait... as I'm looking at the site and the images, a girl's voice starts talking "congratulations, you've just won a free ring tone"... I'm like, what?... turns out a pop up ad had started in the background... but I'm thinking it's the statue... like the statue is a joke and the site is a spoof of a pop up ad or something... Britney doing a commercial while is giving birth... I know, I'm deranged, but it's my mind and I love living in it...

maybe I shouldn't admit that my first thought was, hey, wait a minute, her butt is rounder than that...

yah, well, what else is in the news... ok, so Chef left South Park apparently citing irreconcilable differences... I still prefer my version of his last show... see, in my show, Chef is all excited because the Scientologists are coming to South Park and he prepares them a big dinner of spaghetti and meatballs, but accidentally falls into the meat grinder and is turned into some meatballs and the kitchen crew serve him while he floats down to become Saddam's new lover because Saddam was looking to make Satan jealous and Satan turns chef into a big rock and tosses the rock up back up to South Park where it crushes Chef's house and forever becomes known as Chef's Rock and that's how they shoulda written off Chef from the show...

were you bored enough to find that interesting?...

so anyway, deep in my heart of hearts, I wish I had more time to share... and I wish I had more people to share with offline... and I've been reluctant to return to more online sharing because I don't want it to prevent me from finding more opportunities to share offline... I want to be in love most of all, after all... and while I do love sharing words online and offline, I miss eye contact and the passion of touches... that's not something that can be found online...

and Precious just walked in and is standing before me, as she usually does when she walks in, waiting for me to look up and listen to the events of her day... she appears more excited than usual and she's usually pretty bouncy anyway... so since I need to eat and shower and get ready for work in the next hour, I'll upload this entry as it is, sort of incomplete and distracted and going in a lot of different directions at once...

kind of like me...

whatever you did today, I hope it was fun... whatever you do in your life, I hope it is rewarding... and whatever you feel about this, that, or anything, I hope you make it meaningful... cuz just like the hokey-pokey, that's what it's all about...

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