Everyone had a blog. Every single person on the face of the planet has a WordPress, Movable Type, Livejournal, Blogger, etc etc… and now no one does.

Why?

Social networks have killed blogging. Simple as that. Most of the little things we posted on our blogs, we can now use Twitter and Facebook and cast a wider net. So why blog?

This year, I’ve decided to change my thinking about blogging. It’s something I’ve long enjoyed, but never get around to. So those little things, you’ll see on facebook and twitter, but you’ll start to see more and more long format things here.

Hopefully.

I’ve been wanting to start blogging again for a long while, but I keep putting it off. I’ll do it tomorrow, or the first of the month, January 1st… next Monday for sure.

I’ve decided that I just need to write and to write for myself. So, don’t expect it to be good. Just expect a word count. (127 so far, bitches.)

That’s right, fuckers. I’m back.

I’ve noticed that when listening to the Long Version of Blondie’s Call Me, that a section right around 5:26 thru 6:20 seems to heavily reference the Doctor Who theme. It’s a section that is completely missing from the single version.

You have to admit that a song called “Call Me” would make sense for a man who hangs out in one of these:

videos:
Blondie:

Doctor Who:

You can obviously see why. I mean, look at all that Seaman.

Yeah, that’s it. Database errors.

( I am quickly getting addicted to Day Job Orchestra.)

I couldn’t get to sleep for the life of me and when I finally started to drift off, the brain jolts set in.

Brain Jolt is an unfortunate side affect of my medicine and is a little hard to explain. Here… shake your head really hard from side to side… feel your brain rattling in your head? Now have it happen with no warning at 3am when you’re trying to sleep. Oh, and it goes from head to toe, as it spreads out over the nerves in your body.

Sometimes you get a little zap. Sometimes a little sting. Sometimes a little shiver like a rabbit jumped over my grave… Other times you feel like someone’s taken a cattle prod to you. It’s like gnawing on a electric cord.

And it always happens at 3am, which is odd. Jolts are normally a withdrawal symptom, but i take my medicine around 10 or 11 at night. Which means at 3am, it should be the height of the levels of medicine in my system.

Not fun and people wonder why I sleep thru my alarm sometimes.

Of course, I know they seem to to happen more when I’m stressed and I am stressed a lot lately. So, if you’re mean to me… remember that you’re electrocuting me at 3am. Just so ya know.