To quote the Clash, my girlfriend “Rocks the Casbah!”
I’m not finished interrogating Hammy yet, but either he or the geniuses at WordPress are causing me a tad bit of frustration this week in blogger land. First a simple theme update turned this site temporarily into a complete car wreck with weird colors and ancient hieroglyphics that even the cave men couldn’t decipher. I got that problem solved yesterday, today brought on a whole new rash of problems.
Namely all my loyal denizens (or most of you) that were oh so kind to read and comment got red flagged as spam. I’ve updated everything so we shall see how this works out. I can’t possibly imagine my man R.C. has turned into a secret double agent and is trying to spam me for making one too many comments on his blog about peanut butter. Mike is from Florida and there is some crazy shit that goes down there but with four kids I terribly doubt he has the time to set up an elaborate scheme to sell penis extensions to anyone dumb enough to fall for that. Lysa just got back in the blogging game and knows enough about computers to qualify as a native Kentuckian (pssst that really isn’t much of a compliment) so I’m not too worried about her spamming me. Joey is a fellow Hoosier so I’m ruling her out as a spammer because Hoosiers are awesome! I thought maybe Vicki from across the pond might have channeled her inner James Bond and was spamming me trying to sell some secret British talcum powder, but her alibi of rewriting a book on British insults checked out. I thought maybe the Underdaddy was spamming me to raise funds for his future petting zoo he is in the process of opening, but he had an ironclad story. Even Athena down in Miami was under scrutiny but she’s been so busy running off to the Florida Keys to meet this mysterious “Captain” figure that I don’t think she has had the time or energy to run a spamming ring.
The point of all that meandering was if I missed a comment I apologize but WordPress evidently has decided to pick on me this week and thinks everybody is spamming me. I’ll see your comment eventually and reply in kind, however I just don’t get an instant notification. So far I’ve been fairly lucky in my blogging career with WordPress, however, this week it turned out to be my proverbial “week in the barrel.” No Google Blogger I’m not jumping over to your platform no matter how much you are offering me! The next time my agent calls me with an offer from you it better not be as insulting as the last offer was! Come off that wallet Google the last offer of 25 pesos didn’t exactly sway the needle for me.
It’s finally the weekend! I’ve got a weekend planned full of Miss Madison and Sloane, unbeknownst to Miss Madison she is hopefully going to go see Black Mass with me tomorrow. Shhhhhhh don’t let the secret out yet she’s sitting on the couch, mob movie based on Whitey Bulger yeah I’m there! I also learned today I’m dating a long lost relative of Monet and Rembrandt!
Wow, Wow, Wow, I am going to have to figure out how to top this for Miss Madison!
Happy early birthday to me! If I was softy I would have broken out in tears, oh who am I kidding I am a softy. I guess she was sick of looking at my bare walls and took pity on me, I was told leave the “crafty” stuff to her and I just keep perfecting my craft in the kitchen. Dinner tonight was “semi” homemade pizza (due to time constraints I had to cheat on the pizza sauce), dinner seemed to be a success though and again let me mention Miss Madison free handed that whole pic other than using a stencil for the silhouette of the guy and girl. To quote Garth from Wayne’s World “I’m not worthy!”
About it for tonight, I don’t need to be rude and not properly entertain my guest for the evening. I’m either going to launch my vaudeville career or we are going to watch a movie. Either way #bestbirthdaygiftever should be trending soon!