April 18, 2006

NEVER take a four day weekend.

It just makes you tired, and even further behind in all your work. I had good intentions--I thought maybe I could get some work done Friday in between running around getting last minute stuff for our jaunt. No. From the time I woke up, until we got to the hotel in Atlanta at 7:30 pm, I did not stop. Then, of course, Saturday was filled up with convention stuff and Sunday with church stuff, and then Monday--oh, Monday. "Finally," I thought, "some time to catch up on work stuff." I thought this because I am a moron.

From sunup to the late local news last night, a continual process of laundry, refereeing brawls, cooking food, yardwork, and not doing my paying work. Well, okay, not exactly--I actually did manage to get one paragraph written. ::sigh::

Meaning, for the next two days I have to do nothing else but type in order to get this mess finished, meaning further that you'll have to wait a bit before you hear all about our trip (which thankfully was much less eventful than in years past, and was once again marked by the appearance of the Angelina Jolie lookalike mom) and about all my other various gaddings-about (which were full of moronitude).

SO, as has become all too regular an occurence around here, I beg your patience and ask you to check back in sometime later to see if I manage to burrow my way out of this pile of garbage.

IN THE MEAN TIME, I got an e-mail from Kenny Smith this past weekend in he sent along a link to a highly entertaining website that is great fun for all of you obscuro-facto-philes.

Have a fun day, and pass the gasoline and matches and let's get this paperwork cleared up.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2006 07:26 AM

Speaking as someone who knows about slacking off blogwork, your paying job is a lousy excuse. Besides, I'm going to be incommunicado for two more days, and I need PossumStuff to keep me going through the matzah.

Posted by: skinnydan at April 18, 2006 07:56 AM

Yes, I know, but what can I do about it!?

Anyway, sorry to disappoint, but in honor of Passover, Possumblog will have nothing to offer but bitter verbs and unleavened levity.

And lamb, of course.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2006 08:11 AM

With mint sauce?

Posted by: skinnydan at April 18, 2006 08:19 AM

Only if the lamb insists on it.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2006 08:25 AM

I learned to dread holidays when I worked at newspapers.

They always meant working twice as hard before or after.

Posted by: Janis at April 18, 2006 10:21 AM

It also means I have lost the ability to spell.

"Thought," not "though," and "but," not "by."

Stupid fingers.

Oh, well--I guess there'll be plenty of time to rest once they put me in the home for deranged marsupials.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2006 10:51 AM

Don’t trust the home. It’s located near a busy road and they tend to leave the doors open.

Posted by: jim at April 18, 2006 11:36 AM

Highwaaaaay. Must. Cross. Highwaaaaay.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2006 11:48 AM