it has been some time since i roamed the web with enough time to actually read, no less ponder and leave a comment, but i'll show you the next time i

and because i know you are simply dying (as opposed to complexly dying, aye?) to know, this came into being thusly:

wherever i lay my head
is the place i call my bed
been so long since my homestead
wherever i lay my head
is the place i call my bed
rosebud was more than a sled
wherever i lay my head
is the place i call my bed
forgot everything i ever said
wherever i lay my head

themes run through the blogs like blood through viens and every now and then, as you who've been around these babbles a long time know, we get a bleeder (analogy for the babbler hitting stride and thousands of words later, icing the cake with a multitude of mixed metaphors, at least...

unfortunately, there's no time for thousands of words tonight, as usual, for i must sleep a bit so i can crunch numbers and create reports tomorrow if there's no major investigation to distract me from the data analysis and reporting i must get done before thursday cuz that's the job, among other things...

it's been a long time since i had the time to spend time taking the time to run on and on rambling through time babbling all the time the way i used to (all together now) once upon a time... even more timely, it's been even longer (in terms of time) since i've had the time to give the time to time travellers timing their time through this babbling place (and time) to find the wonders of madness and profoundness and folly and wisdom(ness?) and the answers to the questions nobody ever asks and the lasting meaningfulness of the questions everybody wants to ask (but just don't have the time) like just who is florence and the machine, anyway?...

so, just for you, i drank two cans of coke and two cans of brisk (iced tea) and wonder, along with letterman (cuz craig isn't on until later) just whop needs two cases of philly cream cheese, anyway?... and of course we all jump up as one to scream (for the cream, after all), i do, i do... cream cheese lovers of the world, unite, which of course means the yankees must win the world series because we want the cheese... creamed, of course...

and what's the deal with windows 7, cha... they've slapped it on the new netbooks (which doubled in price since release, demonstrating that greed continues to dominate the american way, along with microsoft's industry leading greedful charging extra for windows xp, an operating system they no longer support and intend to completely abandon in a year or two, therein abandoning their monopolized customers even more than they have already... trust them, sure, the american way has a worm in it... a lot of worms, actually... and the true anti-americans are those who deny and hide this fact, but greed will out until the empire crumbles...

and then i think, well, what it i came back here to (where am i, anyway?... ahhh, oohhhh, wait, ooooo, for a moment there i though i was at diaryland again and just for that, i shall go there now (blink)...

wait, i meant *poof*

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there, that's better (noting that each dot above represents at least ten minutes or more and the insanity of the obstacles at diaryland ironically brought me back here before the entry was complete over there because microsoft sucks, again, as vista is pissing all over the fun computers can be and this moment is no different as the cut and paste feature went away so words were lost again and i curse the fools who created the buggy software and the fools we are for supporting their ineptitude (and greed, don't forget the greed that compels them to carelessly distribute faulty products because they have a virtual monopoly and probably pay the apple corp to keep their mac high priced cuz if the mac cost the same as the pc i'd give up microsoft in an instant and so would you if you were not afraid of change and had any sense at all...

so this entry may continue in a much more positive place and time (later even), but for now, it is posted just like this, tainted with the blood straight from the microsoft daggers and pissed on too, i conclude cuz i must shut down the (microsoft sucks) browser cuz cut/copy and paste stopped working and maybe (microsoft sucks) the computer too... love you in spite of it all...

narf!

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