dry spell

i mostly wanted to change the post that is sitting on the front page because i re-read what i wrote last night and that has to be the most boring thing to read i've ever written. and i'm not just saying that; i don't like to use superlatives unless i mean them. even more boring than my work-related writing. you know what it reminded me of? other people's blogs. the ones i used to surf through and think, why would anyone write about that? worse yet, why would anyone read it? why am i reading it? that's why i quit looking. i also don't like it when people write only about blogs or blogging. or when people use raNDom caPiTaLs, numb3rs 4 letters and words, IM spellings like ppl for people, or punctation marks to make little pictures of kittens and whatnot.

this is starting to sound as boring as my other post. you guys have seen better days.

i always come up with my best stuff when i'm trying to sleep. like this from last night:

stick your finger in your eye
take it out and wave goodbye
no one knows the reason why
i lie in bed at night and cry
it's 'cause my finger's in my eye
and it hurts.*

uh, yeah. i ain't feelin' it either. looks like we're coming up on a dry spell folks. don't be surprised if i'm gone for a while. i think i have one post in me about my recent dreams (look for one entitled "re-occurring goatee") and one about what happened at dinner last night ("assessment"), two lousy poems on reserve, and that's it. camobunny's all tapped out. plenty of wurmwood & gaul to last for several days though. or you can check me out on andre klemmer's site. he put my picture in his comic strip the other day, which is kind of fun. see you if you can recognize me.

*see the first comment below