iDallas!

Ok. So I skipped a whole day altogether. This is getting to be a bad habit.
To make up for it, I’m going to write two whole new special
sauce entries to make up for it. Is that ok?

So. While I was in the shower today, I checked my Noxzema bottle, and wouldn’t you know
it… Proctor & Gamble! Those fuckers make everything. I’m going to have to
start being a lot more dilligent about making sure I’m not supporting any fascist
regimes anymore. On top of that, I still don’t have service for my new cell phone!
It’s been like 3 days and they keep not calling me to set it up. Things are not
going my way at all.

Did something wonderful happen today? Not really. I bought a whole box of
individual packs of cornnuts. That’s a pretty good thing overall. It’s not really
worth mentioning, though. I got some work done today, though. I’ve been finding it
difficult to do that lately. I’ve been distracted or something… Ok.
Back at it.

I’m getting frustrated. I have a lot of random computer equipment all around
my house and some of it can talk to some of it, but I can’t get the right pieces
to talk to each other. Oh well. You probably have to be here. It’s making me not
funny. You’ll have to look elsewhere for your daily giggle today.

Wiley Willy saw a cloud floating through the sky. He wanted to touch it. How can you
touch a cloud? he thought. They are so high! He still wanted to touch it.
He looked around for things that he could climb on. He saw a milk crate. Not tall enough.
He saw a garbage can. Not tall enough either. He looked around at the buildings around
him. What if he climbed one of those buildings? So he did! He climbed up on top
of his house and stood on the roof and stretched up as far as he could and tried
to touch the clouds. He wasn’t anywhere near where he needed to be. He would have
to go into the city to climb one of the tall buildings. So he went into the city. He
looked up at all of the very tall buildings and tried to figure out which one was the
tallest. They are all so tall! he thought. He picked one of them and went in
the front door. The security guard at the front desk was distracted by another man who
he was talking to so Willy was able to get into the elevator and ride it to the top.
When the elevator stopped, he got out and started to walk around. There are no
windows up here! he thought. What to do? He decided to try some of the doors.
Some of these rooms must have windows! He tried a door that said CEO and it opened.
He went in and found himself looking at a middle-aged man who most certainly had his
head in the clouds. You could tell by the ridiculous look on his face. Willy went
up to him and asked if he could touch the clouds around his head. He looked at
Willy with a flat expression on his face (he had been practicing that flat expression
for years) and said, “Sure. You can touch the clouds around my head.” And so Willy
did, and he was happy.

Rage and vinegar and piss and sordid details of my sex life and racing through
my brain. I think it’s because I’m tired… writing these entries during the middle
of the day is different… I think maybe part of the edge is me being tired
all the time when I’m doing it. It’s that final spark of energy right before my lights
go out for another day. It’s the culmination of everything I wanted to accomplish
each day and didn’t. I’m pitiful. But, I am indeed a late-blooming progidy.
In fact, I’m still in development. One day, the world will be amazed that
someone my age is still so immature and trite. I’ll show them.