I’ve been in a funk lately and I can’t seem to shake it. I have little motivation to write these days. Seems all I feel like doing is fishing–and I can’t do that as often as I like and so the funk ensues.
I think I need a vacation.
Bricka bracka firecracker sis boom bah! Bugs Bunny!Bugs Bunny! Bugs Bunny! RAH RAH RAH!
Yesterday I ran out of gas in the Costco parking lot. I had to push my car the last 100 yards to the gas pumps.
Last night after work I merged onto the freeway and set my cruise control for 70 mph. I didn’t have to use my brakes once until the off-ramp in Vacaville.
I sat next to the window in a nameless coffee shop, back in the corner. On the other side of the room, around the coffee bar, I could hear people laughing.
Leaves fell from the tallest tree in the yard.
He sat, unmoving, staring intently at his iPhone, gesturing away…
Amazon.com is my nemesis.
I have had a tumultuous past with Amazon’s 1-click checkout. I’ve turned it off, then on, then off, then back on again more times than I can count. *shakes fist*
Enter Amazon Prime. For $79 a year you get free 2-day shipping on almost all their stuff. Dude. *sighs*
Items bought in the last two weeks:
RA Salvatore’s new Drizzt book in paperback “The Orc King”
D&D Player’s Handbook 4th ed.
Lego Indiana Jones for Xbox360
Kershaw Ken Onion Baby Boa Folding Knife with Speed Safe
Sony ICF-S10MK2 Pocket AM/FM Radio, Silver ($9.95!!!)
Amazon 1-click checkout + Amazon Prime = (awesome goodness) && (certain doom)
Curse you, Amazon!