Monday, November 28, 2005

Sometimes it's the pain that makes you come back...

But Sir, the odds of you continually blogging successfully is approximately three thousand seven hundred and twenty to one!
All three of you that read this blog might wonder what was the cause of my lengthy hiatus from the blogosphere. I can tell you that it was nothing more serious than life itself. Uhm, not that I was in danger of ever losing mine (I dont think I was...the ninja are everywhere though so you never know) but I was just living it. Just living. But also, there was some...anger....at the few people who read and never comment...I was hoping I'd be able to discuss some things with people of similar interests and spark conversations deep and meaningful but I think I'm expecting too much of the medium. That's my fault. Im over that now. So. My apologies:

Moo moo...moo-moooo moo.

Moo.


Turkey Day has come and gone but how I miss it so...
So my lovely wife Raquita made quite the spread for the thanksgivings day vittles. I mean, we ate like KINGS! Emperors!! Hedonistic Bastards, sucking the marrow from the bones of the holiday. It was GLORIOUS!!! And, blessed be, there were Leftovers!!!! She brined a turkey which involves a surpisingly complex process of soaking the bird in a few gallons of Salt water, vegetable broth and an array of spices. Then you bake the shit out of it. Then you Engorge yourself on it's succulent flesh. God, but that turkey was awesome. I wont even get into the OTHER stuff we had. It's just....so.....wonderful. We actually have a picture of the spread that I might post later on.

It's time to say it....Goodbye...Goodbye...
I had to get rid of my dog this weekend. Nyla was taking to the APA for adoption. Im sure she'll get adopted because she's a wonderful, beautiful dog. But we had to let her go. She was nervous around Cammy and then this weekend she tried to take our friends face off who foolishly tried to hug her. Now, normally you would think 'Why would the dog try to eat someone who hugs her?'. Well, Nyla had be nervous the past couple of weeks around everbody except for me. But I could just imagine if that had been Cammy and she had bitten her. I'd never been able to forgive myself. Ever. Nyla doesnt deserve that. She deserves a home where she can be happy. I think many people could give that to her. It still hurts but I know its the right thing to do.

Thats all for now cause the game is on and dinner is ready.
Thanks for listening. Or not.

Benticore

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm sure that more people read your blog than you realize....it really is quite interesting to say the least..........and might I add that you have a beautiful daughter....

Daimushi said...

A Post! Good God at long last a POST! Let there be dancing in the villages and horns blown on the mountaintops! At long last the great one, the thrice blessed ALLFATHER J has once again turned his benevolent face upon his poor children. As the monsoon rains bring life to the crops, his words dripping down from his fingertips on the keyboard bring life-giving manna to our minds. O CHILDREN! The drought is over!


Um, so what are we gonna talk about first?

Akilles said...

sometimes the reason people like me don't comment is that

1) you've written something that stand well on its own. apart from asking an outright question, most of your writing suffers from COHESION. its enjoyable to read something like.

2) some of us suffer from life, too. often times the genesis of the-truly-remarkable-and-insightful comment is snatched from our very brains from the likes of, "Daaaad! Can I destroy your new really expensive computer thing?"

3) guilty thoughts about how long its been since the last time writing in ones own blog...

so you see, its best not to have the expectations. think of it as a running monologue silently spurring others on to greatness. when we win the lottery or publish the Nobel Prize winning research we'll remember you.

Namaste

CousinSarah said...

yes yes yes...life can seriously interupt a smooth blog pattern. :)

Aeshema the Fury said...

"Daaaad! Can I destroy your new really expensive computer thing?"

Honestly, there is so much poetry and truth to that statement...I really dont have anything to add...Remember how we used to Joke, Daimushi, about being agents of Discord to shake peoples normal thought patterns and make them actually experience their lives? Cammy is like a Discord Ninja, complete with stink bombs, saliva coated throwing-pacifiers, and the forbidden but deadly Thousand-hand Temper Tantrum Slap...

And I thought it was going to be easy...

Benticore

thanks for the support everyone. Once I figure out to properly put pictures on here and quick blog from my phone, I think there will be an acceleration of postings.

Daimushi said...

Hail Eris!

Daimushi said...

Hail Eris!