I’m moving.

deeply saddened that i never update this?

well count yourself amongst the other half-dozen who feel the same way.  and be prepared to feel…..EXCITED.

yes, YOU.  i have now taken all of my blogs and updated them to live under one brilliant super site type idea.  and by super site, I simply mean just a legit web address.

I do intend to post far more often though.  I was trying too hard to be one type of blog, and therefore, hadn’t the content and ideas to share that often.  Now i am just going to let me be me.  So, you have been forewarned!

check me out at Forever. Tentatively.

i will be getting rid of the old blogs sooner or later, so please, please check out the new site, and often! I promise, it will be worth it (NOTE* promise only applies to those who find me somewhat entertaining as is)

thanks for reading!

Nic

My Header Blows

HOLY PIXELATION BATMAN!

My header looks like a grade 8-er in Beginner Computer Arts for Dummies made it.  But they didn’t.  And actually, before you crop it to WP approved sizes, it looks good.  But, it’s not before you crop it.  It’s after. And it looks like le poop.

Hey, come to my awesome blog, that looks like a pile.  Also.  What do circles have to do with sarcasm?

Cyclical.  Like technology.  Like the Rat King.  Sarcasm, never ending circles…I guess it could work.

This kind of inspires me to get my thinking cap on and learn more about basic design.  I think I will start in Clip Art.  That is where all the big pro’s get their graphics from.

If I weren’t so tired, I would right now, at this very minute write a post about how much I hate people to pretend like they are going to learn about things that we all know they never are.  Like when my dad talks about electric guitars. But I am tired. Too tired.  Doesn’t that just fill you with promise?  I am literally too lazy to write out 10-12 sentences, but I am proclaiming that I am going to learn about graphic design.  That is because sometimes I lie.  I also have a crappy header, so I most likely should not be trusted.  Then again, I DO do what I say I am going to do.  For example, I am still learning Italian.  It just happens that I took a long break from it after learning how to talk about strong jawed men eating apples.  Because that is really all I need to know to be able to prance around Italy without any problems.

Buona notte, polloni.

 

The Best Invention Ever

It is true.  I am known to throw about a lofty statement here or there.  But this is not one of them:

Mini eggs are the greatest invention ever made.  The wheel can suck on it.

What better way to point out the obvious reasons that Mini Eggs are better than wheels then with a fluid, 2 column, Truth Filled chart?  None

I’m more than sure that my scientifically control group tried, tested and true experimental facts prove my point.

Mini Eggs = 785 points + a life’s worth of wriggly puppies.

Wheels = a year’s worth of paper-cuts.  heavy card stock.

Closing Statement:  I’d like to see a chicken try and shit out a wheel.

To My Princess and My Sugar Butt

I would like to take the opportunity to give 2 of the most wonderful, hot as all women in the entire world a public and permanent shout out.

I have been going through a lot lately…some bad, some lame-sauce, some good, some AMAZING.  And these 2 have been there as comforters, as pillars of strength, as mourners, as wise cracking sidekicks in my ever so devious plots.  These 2 hug me when I am sad, make fun of me when I need to step off my self proclaimed throne, and make me laugh so hard I become physically ill.  I have been just crazy ridiculous blessed that they even give one tiny amoeba sized care about me, let alone the giant behemoth sized amounts they actually do…

I realize this may embarrass the both of you in very large quantities, but I do not rightly care.  Sucks to your asthsmar, it’s my stupid blog and I can do whatever I like.

To my Princess and my Sugar Butt, whom I love heaps and heaps

My Princess: Oh HI!  Just a best friend.

Sugar Butt: Remember, our bond is just like a scar.  Permanent and Ugly.

And now, to make this even more awkward, a Dedication:

What would you do if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song,
And I’ll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends.

What do I do when my love is away.
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you’re on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I’m gonna to try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.

Would you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes I’m certain that it happens all the time.
What do you see when you turn out the light?
I can’t tell you, but I know it’s mine.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love
Oh…
I get by with a little help from my friends,
I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends,
with a little help from my friends

LOVE LOVE LADIES

Sidenote: the Summer Time is upon us, which means that there are Mosquitoes everywhere.  I have spent summers in Manitoba, and I can handle them in the great outdoors, where I know I can leave them.  But there is one in my room at this very moment that escapes me every time I prey upon it; and the mere thought of it being in here waiting to feed on my sticky sweet sanguine fluid is making my skin crawl.