Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 

So on March 18th, in trying to keep with a semi-regular period of posting on this little bit of nowhere, I posted the entry: A Day For Everyone To Pretend They're Irish...Welsh...Give Me That Beer Already! And then, an error occurred in Blogger, and that little bit of nowhere was subsequently devoured. Thinking it was doomed forever to rest inside the Blogger gut of errors & oblivion, I decided against rewriting the whole thing, and ate lunch instead. To my surprise, days later my apparently eaten post reappeared in this little bit of nowhere. Of course, this is my second attempt at posting this particular entry; apparently, when blogger tells you that the post has been accepted and will now appear on your blog, it's lying through its textual teeth.

Bah! This is why I'm starting to write these things beforehand in a wordpad document I can save before something tries to flush my poignant words of widsom down then Internet toilet.

Anyhoo, the rest of this past weekend was followed up by work shifts, and a trip to Brantford that saw Kevin & I attempt to write a Confic, but got distracted by sleep, Gabriel drooling onto my hair and Shaolin Soccer. But in the end, we not only got the 3-page Confic introduction written, but we also managed to get the 5-page introduction to the introduction written! (That last sentence will make sense once the script is revealed.)

In other news, Today's Lesson stems from my unwitting discovery made last night that I am in fact not a cat, nor do I have night vision, and cannot see through pitch black. As demonstrated when I tried to locate our bathroom in the dark without turning a light on, and subsequently ran forehead-first into the doorframe. The good news: my head's fine, as it's suffered these sort of heavy impacts before. (Insert your "well that explains a few things about you" joke here.) The bad news: I think I'm going to need some serious tools to fix that dent in the bathroom doorframe.
posted by Phillip at 7:40 AM