January 07, 2006

Transylvanian

Earlier this week, I slept pretty good for a couple of nights. That was fun while it lasted, but I'm back on the insomnia bandwagon now, even with a woman in my bed. She's gonna start thinking that I'm a goddam vampire if I keep this up.

(And I don't want any smartass quips about keeping something "up," either. That's no problem with my bionics. My withered ass wears out long before my front does anymore. It's sleeplessness that is no fun.)

So, I think I'm gonna take a stroll down the blogroll and toss out some gratituous linkage while I wait for the sun to rise. I think I'll start by trying out this idea:

If it weren't for these people I might just believe that that I was crazy. I once thought I knew The Truth. This woman explained exactly what I believe. I believe that this post started the dung-ball rolling.

The book I've been working on (until my old computer crashed and ate almost everything I had written) was a compilation of blog-posts, linked by some narrative in between the posts. I can't figure out how to make a permalink to the post, so I'll just provide this link and say that I had no hard feelings towards you whatsoever, darlin.' I agree, just from looking at the fish when I've gaffed one.

I've been invited to a couple of blog-meets this fall. I am tired. ...and he wasn't even there at the time. I always knew that this guy was bent in a strange direction. “Sphincter” would be a better name.

I'll be damned. That collection of the first line from the last post of every month in 2005 makes about as much sense as anything else I write.