I guess to make up for the fact that I went to a Halloween party last weekend, I spent this weekend in the house. I didn't step foot out of my house all day Saturday. Wow, am I lonely. I'm so lonely, bored, and depressed I actually wanted to go to work. How crazy is that? I'm also pissed that U2 was in town for two shows and I'm too poor to afford tickets.
I came close to deleting my blog. Why did I even think about that? Some recent developments have soured me on blogging, but I still mostly enjoy it. Really, what good would it have done to wipe out my entire blog? I would have then been lonely, bored, depressed, and blogless.
Next weekend I'm going somewhere, even if I have to go by myself and be one of those lurkers who everyone hates; anything to get out of the house.
I've updated my VIP list, seperating them into Louisville, World, and Vegas categories. Louisville and Vegas are in alphabetical order; World is in random order, except I have Dena at the top of the list because I fear her. I only took off the names of people who no longer blog. A lot of people on my original list no longer comment on my blog, but I didn't have the heart to delete them, this time. I guess I'm a blog pack rat.
At least being a social leper has allowed me to catch up on my reading. I bought Al Franken's new book The Truth (with jokes). It's great and all, but it just depressed me further to see in print the depths of right-wing depravity. Buy the book, but here's a quick gem: Years ago, Karl Rove ran a local campaign in Louisiana in which he started a false rumor that his client's opponent was a pedophile. Nice. The accused actually won a narrow victory, but was so shaken by the experience and so utterly terrified of what Rove would do to him if he sought reelection, that he served out his first term and retired from politics forever. Sweet Jesus.
Also, the combo of reading a left-wing book and having way too much time on my hands has made me think about this: Every time I buy a Family Guy DVD or a Homer Simpson talking bottle opener, I'm indirectly funding Fox News. God damn it.
I'll leave you with something someone emailed me. Hope you enjoy.
I came close to deleting my blog. Why did I even think about that? Some recent developments have soured me on blogging, but I still mostly enjoy it. Really, what good would it have done to wipe out my entire blog? I would have then been lonely, bored, depressed, and blogless.
Next weekend I'm going somewhere, even if I have to go by myself and be one of those lurkers who everyone hates; anything to get out of the house.
I've updated my VIP list, seperating them into Louisville, World, and Vegas categories. Louisville and Vegas are in alphabetical order; World is in random order, except I have Dena at the top of the list because I fear her. I only took off the names of people who no longer blog. A lot of people on my original list no longer comment on my blog, but I didn't have the heart to delete them, this time. I guess I'm a blog pack rat.
At least being a social leper has allowed me to catch up on my reading. I bought Al Franken's new book The Truth (with jokes). It's great and all, but it just depressed me further to see in print the depths of right-wing depravity. Buy the book, but here's a quick gem: Years ago, Karl Rove ran a local campaign in Louisiana in which he started a false rumor that his client's opponent was a pedophile. Nice. The accused actually won a narrow victory, but was so shaken by the experience and so utterly terrified of what Rove would do to him if he sought reelection, that he served out his first term and retired from politics forever. Sweet Jesus.
Also, the combo of reading a left-wing book and having way too much time on my hands has made me think about this: Every time I buy a Family Guy DVD or a Homer Simpson talking bottle opener, I'm indirectly funding Fox News. God damn it.
I'll leave you with something someone emailed me. Hope you enjoy.
34 Comments:
Todd, I got your message at some random time in the morning...was too drunk to remember if it was too late to call you. Thanks for adding me to the list, even if I suck and abandon my blog for days at a time. If you ever delete your blog, I will cry. And you do not want my tears on your hands. (not as guilt-inducing as having my blood on your hands, but still.) Hugs and kisses!!
I'm quite saddened that I wasn't cool enough to be added (just kidding, I haven't commented much here). I also fear Karl Rove, but goddamn he's a despicable piece of shit. Maybe I'll make it my mission in life to ensure that he dies a horrible death. Shovelling isn't enough for him, he deserves so much more.
I would be really fucking sad if you deleted your blog.
The weekend before last I stayed in all weekend and started to look forward to work. I know I'm in a bad fucking way when I miss work. That's why I forced myself out yesterday. Even if only to the fucking mall and a movie by myself. It's better than keeping up an intimate relationship with all the crap on TV over the weekend.
Cheer up Todd.
I've been where you are. Just for the record me and Monkey are psychotic. Could you guess? Sooner or later you will find the right psycho for you and your world will right itself.
Don't make me sing "Cheer Up Charlie." I will, dammit.
Todd, there have always been times when evil won for a while. But tides shift. It will. We all have to pull together, I think.
A line from "Biko", by Peter Gabriel:
"they can blow out a candle, but they can't blow out a fire...once the flames begin to spread, the wind will blow it higher"
Buck up, bucky. Make some brownies. Do you need the recipe?
How could you not warn us about what kind of psycho runs your fair city?
Todd - first of all I want to know what "recent developments" almost took you away from me and our future children.
Second - I didn't leave the house all day yesterday either. And the only reason I left today was to go grocery shopping. Wilma wiped out everything in my fridge.
Third - I hope Monkey doesn't come by and see that picture. It's an insult to monkeys everywhere.
Sorry you're having a rough go of it there man. I can sympathize. Just cause I don't comment all the time, doesn't mean I don't care.
Cheers,
JJ
Aww Todd, please don't do away with your blog. I work at home and live in a small town, which are the main ingredients for a big batch of neverleavethehouse soup.
You're one of the bloggers I rely on to remind me there's a bigger world out there.
Hey! Don't you dare delete your blog or I'll get on a plane and fly over there, track you down and kick your arse for not keeping me entertained. Not to mention having the funniest blog going.
I know what you mean about Fox. I subscribe to Sky TV in the UK (so I can watch the NFL and the Simpsons) and that's owned by Satan, erm I mean Rupert Murdoch. Still at least the Simpsons have a dig at Fox.
hey, who else gets 15 frickin comments on a g*dd*mn sunday! sheeesh!
I'm lucky if I get 15 hits on a sunday, nevermind comments!!
I'm totally bummed you didn't see fit to add me, especially since you've been on my blog roll forever!
Oh well, I still love you and your blog.
Don't you DARE delete this blog. I will bring my shovel to Vegas and give you Shovel Justice if you do!!!!
I will be in Vegas in 32 days. You are cordially invited to have margaritas and mexican on me (muy treat, I don't think you want to eat re-fried beans off of my breasts). I will introduce you to other bloggers and we are going to have a blast!
amie,
I'm glad you're back. I was thinking the other day, we've lived in different cities almost twice as long as we were friends in Louisville, but I still consider you one of my best friends. I'm glad you're back.
wuneyeddog,
Karl Rove is a real scumbag. There are Republicans I may not agree with, but respect. Rove is not one of those people.
mo,
it's weird; sometimes I want to stay home, but this weekend my loneliness hit me like a hammer.
pants,
this afternoon I went to eat brunch and go shopping with my brother and his wife. I don't always like being third wheel, but it's not like they were on a date or anything.
calzone,
thanks, man. That was really nice. I won't get too used to it. Ha.
ubermilf,
yeah, they'll get theirs.
Thanks for the link! Now I don't have to stalk you or take you to the Blogger's Court.
Next weekend, why don't we meet up in Reno for some drinks and 5 am slots?
No takers?
By the way, I just drooled on myself while reading your last comment on my last comment.
No, I really did.
ubie,
oh my god. Oscar said that? He was probably drunk. He does gin ads here in town. He donates the money to charity, but c'mon...
What cracks me up is, he was a mob lawyer. He plays himself in the film Casino. He was the real life lawyer of the guys played by Deniro and Pesci. So it's okay to be a mobster, but graffiti is out? Oh, and technically I live in Henderson. I think our mayor is some guy who owns a car dealership.
brooke,
I would rather not go into the blogging issue that bothered me. I hope it doesn't repeat itself.
jimmy,
the blogging thing was minor and not a big reason for the depression. When I said I almost deleted my blog, I used that as an example of my mental state last night, not as a threat of any kind. If I ever did delete my blog in a fit of whatever, I would just start it up again the next day.
shaken,
you went to BOTH SHOWS? Oh, well. I am honored to be held in the same esteem as booze. Put the razor blade away. I'm not going anywhere. I would like to shoot the shit sometimes. The shit needs to be shot.
digital,
thanks for the kind words.
lilly b,
sometimes I want to live in a small town, and sometimes I want to actually live on the Strip. I'm messed up.
evil,
I wasn't pointing any fingers, man. You have been one of my fave bloggers since you started. As long as you have an active blog, even if it's semi-active, you'll always have a link here.
bob,
you know, there's a rumor that the Cracker Barrell restaurant chain is owned by ultra-right wingers, but I'm a fat guy first and a democrat second. I love to eat there.
mo,
I'll bet if Jesus had a blog he'd get all sorts of Sunday comments.
andi,
I adore you and certainly don't want to be responsible for your sad, gross death.
real,
uh, can everyone else see real's link under VIP WORLD? I think everyone can see it but her. I don't know your actual name, so I used Real. You have a link.
blonde,
you may be mistaken about the whole beans/breast thing, but I'm seriously looking forward to meeting you and your friends. Leave your shovel at home...Let me repeat: I wasn't threatening to delete my blog. I just had almost a depression panic attack Saturday and was thinking of ways to punish myself. I'm fine now, and frankly overwhelmed (in a good way} by the awesome support of my blogger friends. I'm touched.
kris,
as long as you're on the plane, just take it to Vegas and I'll meet you for drinks then.
And I usually only make women drool when I bake my famous chocolate chip pie.
Good thing you're not deleting this blog, I've only been "blogging" for about a month and there's not many as good as yours. On a side note, it's not too bad to sit in; I passed up the bars on Thursday because I wanted to watch a Karate Kid marathon...
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Todd, Todd, Todd...what am I going to do with you honey? You just cannot delete the blog, then I would be Toddless and I can't have that.
Now don't laugh, but other than to go to church (see, I knew you'd laugh) I didn't leave the house this past weekend either. I just had too much crap to take care of around here. That and I wasn't invited to all the cool kid keggers.
Lovin' you!
Why didn't you call me?
Not that you need more people to stroke your ego today (what a shameless bid for attention this was) but I too shall do away with myself if you delete your blog. You are bar none the funniest boy on the internet! And you should never have to go anywhere alone... I'm positive there's at least one person who would be thrilled to hang out with such a fab guy ;-)
Another lurker fan here. I've read all your stuff and you crack me up. Don't delete. There would be riots in the blogosphere!
Big Todd, you have a whole town of folks who'd love to hang out with you. Remember that we think about you everyday and anxiously await your visits.
Your pal, Louisville.
joint,
I once turned down a bar invite to watch a Saved by the Bell marathon.
Nick,
you didn't have to delete your comment. As douchebagish and insensitive as it was, I respect your opinion. Just kidding. Say what you want.
kat,
I usually only cry on the inside.
rachel,
hey, I used to go to church, so who am I to laugh at you?
heather,
I should have called you. I didn't want to spread my depression around, but it appears I did it via this post.
jo,
damn, you are too kind.
steph,
riots? I need a new television and some stereo equipment.
livi,
you're right. You are fabulous and should never be sad.
molly,
I'll call you this weekend.
mshellion,
even though I think the city of Louisville gets by just fine without me, I will be in on December 23/24 at 12:30 in the morning. See you then.
shaken,
Oscar cracked me up when he told those third graders he'd want to take a bottle of gin if he were stranded on an island.
monkey!,
I promise I won't delete.
It's not that I care about your feelings, I was going to tell a knock knock joke in an effete attempt to cheer you up, as I am prone to do but then I thought someone else might claim it as their own and we couldn't have that.
So now no one get's it. You can thank your other "readers" for that.
And I suppose the "oh boo hoo" part was a little douchebagish of me. But being a douchebag is one of the things that make me, me.
Nick,
I read your comment and was going to respond with "Who's There" but then I started watching tv, went to sleep, had to go to work, and by the time I got home it was deleted. That's my story, anyway.
Knock Knock!
Who's there?
I'll regret this.
oops... do you forgive me?
Pass me a napkin for the egg on my face!
I'm not crazy, Kat. I'm just foul tempered.
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