In the early days of the 21st century, our story begins. Although the internet was thriving with billions and billions of pages for surfers to browse, something was missing. Many sites were simply uninteresting, many were rarely or never updated, but it was more than that. There was some indefinable quality that seemed to be lacking. The blogging phenomenon of the late 1900's had clearly peaked and was beginning to languish. Many predicted blogging would soon go the way of Netscape, binary files, and the Bill Gates Microsoft tracking software email. Bloggers everywhere were depressed. Many had already given up and terminated their beloved blogs. Just when all hope seemed lost, from beneath the kudzu in the farmlands of Alabama, a lone blogger appeared. Equipped with only his keyboard and a torn and tattered Roget's thesaurus, he began the blogging revolution, saying those words that will forever live on in blogging annals, "Take up your keyboards, and follow me!"
Wow, some schools around here are already starting. I tell you what, if I was a kid going back to school in July, I'd be ticked off. What's up with that? They need to boycott. What are they gonna do, expel everyone? You must stay strong children. Remember, "Donna Martin graduates! Donna Martin graduates!"
Hey, did anyone see the new Foxworthy show last night? I was at practice, so I didn't get to see it. I'm sure Kyle probably watched. He's all about some Larry the Cable Guy. What? Yesterday, I napped for about two hours after work. It was much needed. After practice last night, I went by Jacks and got some dinner to bring home. Watched a little bit of the Dem Convention. Looks like the weekend might actually afford some free time for a change. Lately, I've been busier than airport security at Baghdad International, so a relaxing weekend will be welcomed. I'm thinking about maybe heading down to Kinlock at some point, if I can get a couple more people to go. It's this little swimming hole and waterfall out in the forest, about an hour drive for me. You can slide down the falls, jump off rocks of varying heights, etc. Basically, some good down home Alabama fun.
Well, it has been awhile since we've done this, but I thought it was time to bring back an old favorite here on If You Read Only One Blog This Year. So here it is, another fun-filled, TMI edition of More About Bone Than You Wanted To Know:
When I was younger, living at home and everything, sometimes when I would come home to an empty house, especially at night, I would get scared that someone was in the house. So, in order to deter any criminals that might be lurking inside, I would talk really loud and say something random like, "Hurry up and bring the groceries in" or "Did ya'll like that movie?" My strategy was to fool any possible cat burglar into thinking there were several people there, not just me. Well, it apparently worked, because I never got robbed. So any burglars must have been frightened and quickly crawled out a window or something. Either that, or no one was ever in the house in the first place. Whichever. And this has been More About Bone Than You Wanted To Know.
Have a great weekend, all!
"I know you know we've had some good times. Now they have their own hiding place. I can promise you tomorrow, but I can't buy back yesterday..."