Well then....


The epic struggle of manhandling all of my worldly goods into small containers and transporting them across town took 2 days, approximately 80 ft of packing tape, 48 gallons of sweat, and a small chunk of my left foot. I will repeat this again at some point in my life, but I NEVER WANT TO MOVE AGAIN. EVER.

If I do, I'm just going to sell all my belongs and start over with new ones. I envision a sort of relocation-nirvana in which I can carry everything I really need with me in the back of a small volkswagen beetle. And a fat stack of cash.

But now, I'm at the new house. The 60 inch bigscreen in the living room, with the piping hot Directv feed claimed my soul last night, so I didn't get much done outside of taking a shower. GOOD GODDAMN it was hot as balls last night. It was that kind of sticky, lay naked on top of the covers with the fan on full kind of hot. I can't take that every night, man. I'LL KILL some foo'...

Looks like a number of you had wonderful weekends. I'm planning one of those soon. Oh yes. I WILL seize the weekend. And make it my bitch.