Updates For Everyone
Just wanted to remind everyone of a few things that I have going on with this blog area. Is it just me or do you cringe when you hear the word “blog”? There’s something very unsettling about that word to me, but I’ll get more into that and the hate I have for myself in a future blog post…
I desperately need people to start sending in more advice questions for me to answer. It’s a fun time and I really enjoy doing them. Plus, I don’t have what normal people call a “social life” so my queue of funny story scenarios are running thin. There’s only so many times I can tell funny Wal-Mart stories before I shoot my head off. So either send in questions or send me on vacations so I have something to talk about.
You can also use my regular contact form to send me in links to news stories or videos you’d like to see me talk about and most likely make fun of. I know I act like I hate everybody, including you, but I want you to be involved. I’d really like to hear from you folks on what you like about the site and what you want to see more of. Unless you go about it in a dickish manner we will become the bestest of friends, with me obviously being the more handsome one.
Don’t forget, I have a Facebook Fan Page and an Absurdly Awesome Twitter account. Right now they’re just harboring updates for new posts, but I’m trying to come up with more things to post about.
I mentioned this on a few blog posts previously, but if you need hosting for a website use DreamHost and use the affiliate links on this website (or click here). It’s who I’m hosting with currently and I find them to be fantastic. I’ve noticed no downtime and their control panel could have my babies if it wanted to.
Anyways, I think that’s it. Let me know you’re out there so I am better able to deal with the fact that I’m considered a “blogger”. If I find out I’m “blogging” for nobody I’ll just have to end it… The blog, not my life. I’m not suicidal or anything. One time I thought about suicide, but I didn’t want to see blood, if even for a second. I also didn’t go the pill route because I didn’t want a tummy ache. Also, my stuffed bear, Mr. Buttons, kept looking at me with disappointment when I was googling “suicide techniques”. I just wouldn’t be able to abandon him like that. I don’t think he’d survive foster care.






