Dull Gray Evening

I'm behind the reading times... that's just a plain and simple fact. I fancy myself a "reader", but reality sometimes has a way of grabbin' you by the back of the head and slammin' your face into the desk. Sooo... yeah. I'm a "reader".

By that I mean I read lots of things. Signs. The backs of shampoo bottles while I'm taking a crap. Ketchup packs. That's the reader in me alright. Sure, sure... I've got a freaking pile of books on my night table. More and more I think they're there so I can impress myself as to the "reader" I've not yet become. I think I'm reading them all at once. Right now. One sentence at a time.

Occassionaly, however, I actually do read a book. An entire book. And when I do, it's usually because a friend says something to me like "You should read this, uh, book."

Such is the case with Bright Shiny Morning by James Frey of Oprah Shame. Yeah I know it's a couple years old. But that's how I like my reading... fall off the vine ripe. That way I can avoid the predisposition that hype brings, and I can enjoy the flavor all by myself. I do the same thing with music. Pretty sure I decided the Fray's "How to Save A Life" was a keeper about 3 years after they released it. Anyway... it's a keeper.

If you like thick, smooth, tragically flavored ice cream, this is your book. You know... like chocolate marshmellow. Taste it. I did.

Just where the hell is this going??

Your guess is as good as mine. Really. No... REALLY. I have no idea where I'm going with this. Talking with a good friend of mine last night led to the phrase "embracing my weirdness"... 'bout sums it up right there. My weirdness.

When I first began this blog I thought I'd highlight all the links I've purchased over the years... no.. wait... I'd highlight my addiction and the haze it created... no... wait... I'd highlight my links and make alot of money... no wait... my alcoholism and money... no... wait.... OH FOR SHIT'S SAKE...!!!

See... that's what I mean. My WEIRDNESS. I guess we all have it. The trick is to get over it. Love it... embrace it... express it. Use it to make money... uh... love... uh oh whatever. I'm using it to stay sane. There's a new one for ya... embrace your weirdness to stay sane. In other words... insanity breeds... sanity.

Yep. Now go tell your friend. Over and out.

So now I'm a Hockey Fan???

Yep. I guess. My never-ending quest to generate $$ has led me to become an NHL fan and purchase a word-press site geared towards the NHL and NHL paraphanalia. I'm not even sure if that's how you spell paraphanalia, but I don't care. Free NHL Videos - give it a whirl. Buy something. It's hockey.