Where have you been

I been around the world and aye yigh yigh....Someone sings that, but off the top of my head I can't remember who.  Is the word "can't" improper usage when writing?  I am unsure of that.  I think you are always supposed to write "can not" when writing proper.  But who cares.
I can go look it up on some internet search engine, but why? Have you ever went to a search engine and went to their question section and asked a question.  I went there and read the questions, I don't (do not) get it, why would you write out a question like "who wrote the star spangled banner?", and wait for some one sitting at their computer to type you an answer, when you are already on a search engine and you can find out yourself.  Maybe this is what passes for human interaction these days.  I remember a time when human interaction was sadly reduced to phone chat lines.   Then the sex people ruined that.  Now that I think about it, the sex people ruin everything, you used to be able to call an 800 number and chat with tons of people in your area after school and find out what cool stuff was going on in your area, then the sex people came in and made calling 800/900 numbers perverted.  There was also a time when you could go on the internet and look up Moby Dick and the next day your email was flooded with free books or books on classic stories, or libraries in your area etc, now you look up Moby Dick and you get everything from whale sized penis emails to "Everybody loves a peg leg" pornos.  Sex people ruin everything. 
Oh yeah I have nothing to say today, but it had been so long, I figured I would say something, sorry I said nothing.

3:30 is Tea Time

I have nothing to say, but for the sake of having a blog I will say:

I never really drank Tea, but lately, I have been sort of addicted to it.  Like a hippie to a volkswagon, I can not stay away.   Everyday at 3:30 (ISH) I go to the pantry in the hallway (who really calls them pantrys anymore) about 12 cubes away, sounds farther than it is, and I make a nice cup of tea, or at least I think it is nice, it could be the worst tea, but I am new to this whole tea club thing.  I start with sugar, I find that the sweet & lows' and other fake things, although nice and sweet, have these horrendous aftertastes (not a real word, but I bet everyone knows what it means (just like the word "aint")) then I put a splash of hot water, then I put the tea bag in, and I dont know why I waste that extra few minutes and just fill the cup with the hot water to right away but...then I fill it with the rest of the hot water, I get a second cup for the half & half so I do not have to make two trips to the pantry  (I am not a health consicous person and I find the creaminess of half & half really makes the tea better (at least I think we feel that way on this side of the Atlantic anyway) (as a side note, ever dunk an Oreo in Half & Half, the cream really adheres to the cookie and there is less hang time needed in the glass  holding the cookie in the milk with your two fingers and so therefore less chance of losing the lower 3/4th of the cookie into the glass) (back to you SonOf) and I let the tea steep for a while at my desk.

I know...who cares.

But I do this because I want to be more awake at home. 

I spent my night watching the syfy (I know who are they kidding) channel and I do not understand how all these people really believe they are hearing things like "I am George" in these old houses on the ghost catcher, tracer, finder, hunter, buster shows.  I hear stuff in my house all the time, I never stop and think oh man this could be an ecto-plasmic voiced orb apparition from another plane of existence.  I just finish my Pop-tart and go to bed. 

This blog stuff is not over yet, I admit I quit twitter quickly BUT that was because I  began to hate celebrities. 

Yesterday...All my troubles seemed so far away...

I have no troubles, except my failure to face facts. 

I walk a fine line between having lots to write and staring absently at this screen, the staring absently usually wins out since I daydream myself into other webpages.

See a penny, pick it up.....

and all day you will have germs on your hands. 

Today is the first day of the rest of my blog......