So, the blogging?
It has been a bit, eh, thin as of late.
I’ve been waiting for the Zoloft to kick in. And all the stuff that I desperately want to write about, the stuff that’s feeling like the busload of tourists that I’m pulling with my teeth, a la the World’s Strongest Man competition?
Well, it’s Corporate Behemoth. And I can’t really talk about it. Which sucks.
So, let’s pretend I just told you allll about it. And now you can be all, “Oh, noshedidnot!” and “But you’re the best editor in the entire galaxy!” And I will continue to wear dog-hair-encrusted sweatpants and rock back and forth and everyone wins. M’kay?
No?
OK, how about this? Corporate Behemoth is now only stocking the plain yellow Post-Its (why? color is so important!), but Krampus the Christmas Frog is living it up. So let’s talk about him instead.
Krampus checked the mail.
And then he visited the restored fancypants house up the street. You know, the one with the statue the nekkid lady? The nekkid lady that they cover with a freakin’ sheet, because it’s Iowa and – no, she isn’t cold – we’ve never seen nekkid bodies and it isn’t right even if it is so-called art?
Yeah. Krampus is really excited that the ice and snow caused some sheet slippage. Pervy little frog.
Next up? Krampus revisits my childhood and discovers public transportation. Stay tuned!
It has been a bit, eh, thin as of late.
I’ve been waiting for the Zoloft to kick in. And all the stuff that I desperately want to write about, the stuff that’s feeling like the busload of tourists that I’m pulling with my teeth, a la the World’s Strongest Man competition?
Well, it’s Corporate Behemoth. And I can’t really talk about it. Which sucks.
So, let’s pretend I just told you allll about it. And now you can be all, “Oh, noshedidnot!” and “But you’re the best editor in the entire galaxy!” And I will continue to wear dog-hair-encrusted sweatpants and rock back and forth and everyone wins. M’kay?
No?
OK, how about this? Corporate Behemoth is now only stocking the plain yellow Post-Its (why? color is so important!), but Krampus the Christmas Frog is living it up. So let’s talk about him instead.
Krampus checked the mail.
And then he visited the restored fancypants house up the street. You know, the one with the statue the nekkid lady? The nekkid lady that they cover with a freakin’ sheet, because it’s Iowa and – no, she isn’t cold – we’ve never seen nekkid bodies and it isn’t right even if it is so-called art?Yeah. Krampus is really excited that the ice and snow caused some sheet slippage. Pervy little frog.Next up? Krampus revisits my childhood and discovers public transportation. Stay tuned!
I just gotta say, Zoloft is the shit.
ReplyDeleteyou ARE the best editor in the entire galaxy. and i hope you're at least rocking in a rocking chair.
I totally understand when work kicks your butt and you want to write about all the crap you have to go through but you just can't.
ReplyDeleteLet's pretend you told us everything and now you got it off your chest.
I hope you things are better now! :)
You are undoubtedly the best editor in the world and variety is the spice of life, so you should at least have the bright pink Post-It Notes as well.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Krampus is there for you during the dark times.
ReplyDeleteI hope things turn around at work.
"I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms."
ReplyDeleteExcept it would be a rainbow of post-it's that you could claim as your own and add color to every blasted Corporate Behemouth thing that crosses your desk!
I am silently chanting: Zoloft, Zoloft, Zoloft....
you know y'all are making my day, right? You an Krampie? Yeah, he lets me call him Krampie. We down like dat. It's ohw we roll.
ReplyDelete* ; ) Krampus RULES! He should replace the Travelocity Gnome.