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I don’t know what it is, but today was just an exercise in laziness …more or less. I don’t think I said more than a few sentences aloud all day, aside from the usual “I hate my life.” and “Feking kill me already” which has become the wake-up ritual.

It’s my day off from green hell. Woke up early this morning in pain. Body was aching all over. Wanted to go workout at the gym, but my body just wasn’t up to it. Instead I spent the morning doing some light aquarium maintenance, checking e-mail, facebook etc etc.

By the the time noon had come around, I went out and bought a few groceries from green hell. Was planning to do some writing the local Wendy’s that has wifi, but I looked at my bank account and decided not to. Even the value menu is too expensive for me, and I have to make this change last until payday (friday). Looking at my current balance pretty much ruined the rest of the day for me.

Went home, caught up on the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson and did some much needed book case organizing and clean up.

In the last couple hours, I decided to do some WordPress maintenance. Some might notice the slight changes or additions I’ve made in the last couple days. The process was a lot more tedious than I figured it would be, but it’s done. Everything is finally linked together. And I did notice a spike in viewers-Altho that may just be me checking that everyone is working. lol

In any case, getdador! is building, growing, and evolving-

Slowly, but surely.



Y’know, maybe I’ll start adapting getdador! similarly to the 2000 A.D Prog-Instead of multiple different titles debuting new issues monthly, the stories are condensed to bite sized chapters weekly in a single issue. So instead of me just writing on the same subject day after day, I’ll cover it week after week with smaller posts. I realize sometimes I can ramble for days, and I know everyone has other things to do than read said ramblings.

I’ll try it.

Now I have to devise a schedule-And in fact subject matters to cover. I have the jobs series of stories, I have written on more current matters in my life. I also have a couple of novel sized stories and some short stories that I can preview. There are many possibilities.

Definitely need to learn how to manipulate WordPress better. Haven’t quite figured out how to do multiple pages/tabs and I really should (and hope it doesn’t cost anything more). I do like the infinite page scroll feature on my current piano black theme, but that is definitely suited to blog only posts, whereas I think I need to expand a bit.

I am actually sitting and typing this at a Carl’s Jr. that is located in the same lot as the Starbucks I usually write at. Was hungry. Unfortunately there is no internet connection here. And I’m far too poor to afford making my phone mifi capable. So I suppose I’ll save this now, and head over to Starbucks to upload. And then I’ll spend some time tinkering and researching WordPress as I have the next couple nights off from my green hell.


the origin of fek

… or feck, as it were.

Didn’t get a chance to make my run to Starbucks to write. Apologies. So instead here is a video featuring a word I use often enough in my writing and in real life. The show is called Father Ted and the old, excitable man is Father Jack. I knew of the show for years, but it wasn’t until Netflix had it available that I had watched the series in its entirety over one weekend. Since then, I’ve adopted the word fek/feck into my personal vernacular.

Another word I use (probably more often), is sneck: A pejorative used by the 2000 A.D. character known as Durham Red. I have almost all of the 2000 A.D. progs, the graphic novels, and novels on my Kindle featuring her. She’s a spin-off of the Strontium Dog/Johnny Alpha stories. Just excellent sci-fi all around!

One more night of work, and then two nights off. I’ll try to write something meatier soon enough.

To everyone that has bothered reading my blog, I thank you.

Now fek off. 

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Well this morning started out well. Not. Just moments ago I was setting up my laptop here at a very small table in Starbucks-Didn’t realize my cup of tea was situated so close to the back end of my laptop, and when I opened it, the backside of the monitor knocked over my tea. It was venti (large) sized and all of it had spilt. (sigh)

I quickly and calmly notified the staff. Thankfully, the clerk, Alicia (as I see on her tag), a very nice lady, came over and mopped it up right away-And she actually gave me another cup of Earl Grey. That was a surprise. I figure it was my fault and I should probably leave, let alone pay for a new cup. For a mega corporation, Starbucks does have a nice spill policy. I should hope to never do that again, but as I’ve said in a past blog, I am indeed a clumsy oaf.

What else? Ahh, yes. Had my usual phone conversation with my best friend Jeff this morning. We are essentially both off on Wednesdays, so this is when we tend to catch up on each others lives. He mentioned that he ran into an old acquaintance of hours from highschool. I will not disclose his name (hell, I won’t even pretend to try to spell it). Anyway, he apparently is well off. His parents run a local law firm which he is a part of. Jeff was in fact installing a new cable system for him (Jeff is a cable guy). He has a nice home, a girlfriend, and is living quite comfortably …apparently.

However Jeff had off chance made note of a letter left on our acquaintances table. An approval letter for Zoloft, an anti-depressant-And it made Jeff wonder why? I quickly replied that “Being as successful as he is, he’s probably under a lot of pressure, and that anti-depressant is probably a way of coping with it.” I went on-”We live in a very fast paced society where information comes at us at all directions and we have to deal with it on the spot. Some of us deal with it or adapt better than others. There are people in the world still stuck in the stone age, living very simple lives compared to us in the technological and modern civilized world. These tribal societies are barely clothed, only eat what they can hunt and gather; Yet when you see them in those documentaries, they all seem very happy and content. They have each other, their small community, and that’s all the distraction they need.”

The exchanged continued for several more minutes with us discussing and comparing this to each of our present living situations (our jobs, home lives etc) and Jeff said, “Y’know, it’s just like Tex Murphy said, ‘No matter how bad things are, they can always get worse.’ –But look at us. Look at all the crap we’ve gone through. It’s like Tex Murphy, it’s like a video game. We go through increasingly difficult waves of situations that get harder and harder. We use whatever the game gives us to fight back, and it just keeps pressuring us-But we both haven’t gone over the edge and started a self-destructive smack binge.”

I replied, “Y’know, you’re right. Our lives kinda suck, but we’ve never gone overboard. Like you said, level after level, wave after wave-That is the perfect allegory. It’s like …Galaga. Life is like fekin Galaga. There’s that one bug that sucks up your ship, your life, and integrates you into the swarm. And with your new life (a new chance), you have to try and carefully, skillfully kill that bug that holds your former self captive, and free it. When that happens you re-integrate your old self with the new and have twice the firepower to combat the swarm.”

We both agreed.

Life is Galaga.”