Multiply 365 Day 296 - Traditionally speaking

I'm tired. I'll admit it. Tired enough that I didn't blog yesterday. And that means I am a full two blogs behind now. I have a plan for getting caught up, but it is just that, a plan. There is a big difference between a plan and an actual outcome though. So I don't want to promise anything. This is one of those times where I could use a guest blogger. Someone to just pick up some slack around here.

But for that to happen I would have to take applicants, then go through interviews and check out writing samples and by the time all of that work was done I could have probably just blogged about something myself. There is just nothing catching my blogging fancy these days.

Some times food will fuel my muse, but I am not sure what I even want to eat. I can hop onto campusfood.com and scan the local delivery places, but nothing is catching my fancy there either.

The only given about today is that it is my hot chocolate day. Long time readers of the blog will know what that is about. And let me just say, having hot chocolate day in October pretty much sucks. I don't want hot chocolate in October, hell I don't even want it in December. But traditions are what they are, so I sit here with a mug of hot chocolate and two dollops of marshmallow crème.

The thing about marshmallow crème is that while it is good in fluffernutters, it is absolutely terrible in hot chocolate if you have a mustache. Every time I go to take a drink, the marshmallow sticks to my face like crazy glue. And I am not one that wants to shave just to enjoy a beverage.

Oh well, I have grumbled enough. Maybe I will go make myself useful for a while. Or maybe just take a nap.

Multiply 365 Day 295 - WWJ(oaSG)D

Evening everybody. I was all set to do a new feature for the blog tonight, on ethat would help me get through the whole 365 project. Tenatively titled the”Jesus on a Stick Guy Chronicles”, it would be an update of Jesus on a Stick guy every Thursday when I happen to see him standing on the corner of 5^th Avenue and Smithfield Street, yelling at all of the passersby. And let's not kid anyone, Jesus on a Stick Guy is blogging material right up my alley. What with him showing up with Left Turn Jesus, or yelling at people while wearing a crown or an Elmer Fudd get up, the potential of comedy with Jesus on a Stick guy is limitless.

But just as I think I am about to embark on a new mission for the blog page, the unthinkable happens. Jesus on a Stick Guy didn't show up today. Maybe he had accrued some vacation time, maybe he has already been called back as part of the rapture, I really don't know. I just know that my page needs a Jesus on a Stick guy. Trust me, you will love him more than a fat kid loves cake, unless you don't. But I need him. I need him to convert those non believers in funny to people who laugh all the time. To lift the spirits of the downtrodden. To heal the sick or seal the hicks, whichever is easier for him. But the point is, he is needed. And now, when he was needed most, he was nowhere to be found.

So I am left with one perplexing question, what would Jesus on a Stick Guy do?

Multiply 365 Day 294 - A new me?

So what is wrong with me? I am sitting writing to you eating cottage cheese. And liking it. Well okay, I have always liked cottage cheese, but not usually as a bed time snack. Then again, it's only 10pm, hardly my bedtime. I will be up a few more hours yet.

But other things have been happening as well, odd things. I have this terrible habit of collected stress, usually tightening right around the base of my neck. I can usually tell when I am not stressed because if I tilt my neck to the left I will get anywhere from 1 to 4 cracks out of it when I am starting to relax, which isn't that often. Until recently. Now I am finding my neck cracking in the middle of the day, at times when I would almost always be high strung. Even before I sat down to start typing this blog entry, I would have a certain tightness to me, pressed for getting another blog entry done and little to talk about, but as I sat down and cracked open the window to begin typing I leaned my neck to the left, fired off four nice deep cracks so I almost ended up with a bobblehead thing going on and just decided to write.

And when I went to the grocery store today, I stopped by the pharmacy. They have one of those blood pressure gauges there where you sit down and just let the machine take your pressure. My old game would be to see if I could ring the bell like the old sledgehammer game at the circus, but as I sat there today waiting for my new reading, it was down. Even my heart rate was down a tad, and honestly I haven't been all that active, save for what I always do at work. I haven't had my bike out in weeks, I missed a few weeks for a Steeler game, a Penguins game a banged up knee and because it was canceled one week. While I still sneak in a walk on the weekends, I wouldn't think a simple walk would be the reason for that drastic of a difference.

So there are only two possible explanations, either my new found happiness or Ed leaving for Florida. I am sure Ed would love to take credit for it, but I don't think that is it.

Damn, another happy blog. Can't my life suck or something?