I have had a shitload of mail asking why I haven't blogged lately. And the title says it all.
I was in nowherenearadecentnetsville so long I had so much stuff to catch up on, other than politics, that I couldn't even take time to blog, but I didn't feel so bad because this guy
was saying everything I needed to say, and doing it nationwide to a much larger audience. Although, I've never actually said, "Meemaw," in my life.
Anyway, Trae had it covered, politically.
I've been through some stuff - finally able to flee Nebraska & hopefully get a continent away from the almost-ex, my doggy had lymphoma but nobody wants to hear about that & this isn't what this blog is about, I have avn and & nobody wants to hear about that because that isn't what this blog is about, suffice it to say I made it past my 3 year mark on my heart surgery so YAY ME
.
And Bruno Mars exists. I honestly had not gotten more than the odd snippet of his music before escaping Nebraska and getting back to the Land Of Net.
I had internet in Steele City, NE but I had to pay over $200/month to get spotty at best net. We had a pipeline that eventually will blow up (I know, because I knew some people who worked on it, and they were morons), but that was pretty much it. Township of 53 people, when I escaped.
Anyway, I did not have Bruno streaming there, or even know there was such a person, really, other than in credits of ,"Honeymoon In Vegas," which I, unlike the rest of the planet, bought because it starred Jimmy Caan.
So I've been catching up, and adore this young man
and his music.
But I've been playing it too much, and I know this because today when my doggy's treats came by UPS, and I gave him some, Geo slid across the floor and sang, "I'm a dangerous pup with some crunchy in my treat dish, KEEP UP,"
and one of my cats was in the background going, "Oh, so player."
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