Take my wife....

I got a comment from "JD" that said:
"Blog for us, please"

Well, JD I hate to say it but I really have to lay off this computer for a while. Due to my job--which is low paying blue collar boredom, I have somehow managed to rip the tendon that connects my wrist to my thumb. Quite painful, indeed. And according to my doctor, "It's due to overuse, not an injury so it's not covered by workman's comp. And it IS because of what you're doing all day."

So now what? Am I supposed to get a diff job? "Any job you get using your hands, and you'll experience this," the doc says. Great. Fantastic. I have no skills, little education, and little money. All we have around here is blue collar and Wal-Mart. And I think we all know how much I hate people...

I had begun the book, JD. It begins on what I've leanred so far, starting with the utmost importance of finding that golden seat in the lunch room on the first day of kindergarten. I think it's OK, but you know how that goes. I'll re-read and re-write a page 34 times before I consider it any good.

If this tendon thing keeps up, I may invest some of my time into researching some of these folks who make so much money from their blog they're able to stay home and do nothing but eat Cheetos and watch YouTube videos all day. Now sounds like a promising career.

Thanks, faithful readers, and stay tuned. I have hundreds of ideas swimming in my gray matter next to the weird dream about toilets that look like barcoloungers. I just type a bit more slowly these days. And who knows? Maybe I'll move this blog, totally revamp it and sit happily in my desk chair with an economy sized bag of Cheetos.

I think that's good for us all.