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!

 


It never fails, does it? You turn your back on the year for just a second, and suddenly it’s gone all 2010 on you. So far I haven’t seen any flying cars yet. This displeases me. (Imagine the sorts of carnage candy I’d get into with one of those babies in a GTA game.)

Normally, I’d be tempted to sit back to ruminate on 2009, weighing in on the best and/or worst moments this past year had to offer. The sad truth is, with a few glorious exceptions (like AN09, visits with friends & family, and seeing my new baby niece), 2009 will go down as being a near-complete psychopathic bitch who should be killed with fire. Lots of fire. And a flying car. This notion pleases both Mel and myself...though she’s shaking her head about the flying car part.

Maybe if the flying car was on fire….

Anyhoo, there was just a lot of aggravation zooming around this past year, and way too many dramallamas for my liking. The end result was a lot of unwanted--and dare I say, undeserved--stress divided evenly between me and Mel, depending on the situation.

But at least 2009 went out with a pleasant bang. Mel & I visited Kevin & Donna for some much-belated “hanging out” time. Gary managed to come in from TO as well, and along with one of Kevin’s friends we all sat back and enjoyed some movies like Zombieland (Twinkies for the win!). And Twilight.

Wait! You there with the pitchfork and torch! Hold on just a minute and let me explain! We saw the “Rifftrax” version of Twilight, not the original “sparklypoo” version. Is it sad when you begin to think that the stuffed armadillo sitting on a shelf in the biology classroom is the best actor of the entire cast?

The next day saw Gabe kicking my ass in Super Mario Wii…in the first world. Yes, I’ll admit with a great deal of chagrin: I was pwned by a 5 year-old. I hang my would-be gamer head in shame. Though the result was Today’s Lesson: don’t randomly jump into pits, thinking they might lead to secret passages. 99% of them will just lead to certain death.

So here’s to 2010: may the new year and new decade be a much happier one. OR ELSE. (Not that I really have any idea how to retaliate against the Gregorian calendar, other than the usual “no pants” threat, but I’m not entirely sure calendars fear a lack of pants on me…or anyone else for that matter.)

Though if there was anything resembling a resolution I wanted to make, it would have to be: settle back into a writing routine. I miss my writing and I miss my stories. Even the ones that involve this:



“On the other hand,” Chaos said, “this gives me some fresh material to add to my latest songfic: Arcadia of my Sonic Youth!”

Pesti-chan stared blankly at him before finally stating the obvious: “You’re an idiot.”

“But it’s Harlock, Pesti!” Chaos insisted. “And now he’s traveling aboard the Arcadia across the sea of stars with Sonic Youth. Sonic Youth!”

“Do you even know who Sonic Youth are?” asked Sarcasm.

Given the particularly caustic tone of her voice, Chaos paused and considered her question. “Aren’t they that tribute band for Sonic the Hedgehog?”

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posted by Phillip at 4:29 PM