WOW, I SHOWED UP ON A GOOGLE SEARCH, I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO CELEBRATE THAT TOMORROW

You know just on a lark I decided to see if my blog actually showed up on a Google search, and I'll be damned it did. Than I went back and looked at what else showed up before me...DAMN...I didn't know there was a comic book with the same title. Now I first chose the name of this blog as a spoof on the title of the movie "Confessions of a Serial Killer" and a moment in Sandman, a now finished comic book in the DC comics, Vertigo imprint, where all these people show up at a "Serial Convention". It turns out that they are all serial killers, yet everyone thinks its a cereal convention. I thought this was a very clever play on words, so I decided to go the extra inch and make a play on these two titles. So I came up with Confessions of a Cereal eater. Now this whole time I had no idea that there was a comic book. Had I known I would have spent a few more minutes trying to come up with something a bit more clever. But I didn't. What I hope is that the author, Rob Maisch, will forgive my lack of attention for detail. I guess I'll have to find, buy and read these books and start plugging them for free, because I have yet to recieve any death threats, for accidently stealing his title. So Mr. Maisch from the bottom of my heart please forgive me. I'll be doing what I can to make it up to you.

RABBIT IS GOOD, RABBIT IS WISE, BUT BEING A GUY STILL HINDERS RATIONAL THOUGHT

Oh my god, it's so cool to know I fit into smaller shirts again. I know that sounds vain, but for crying out loud, I write a blog about me, myself and mine, so vanity is obviously not a problem. Wow, I actually miss writing on here. That's a pretty farked up idea. That I need to justify my existance by writing on a blog that no one reads, but it's there just in case. ...well today was a pretty boring day of football watching, grocery shopping and well now wasting time and brain cells in front of the sacred porn down loader. ...oh yeah, dial up is KILLING me...just had to say that. ...so now this day is almost over and between Poison playing on the cd player, the rum free diet drink, the dishes that need washing and my looking forward to the rythmic patterings of a shower head that leads to the self cleaning process, I guess I can't really complain about my day. But I do miss three things that used to happen while I was online: Booze ashtrays and porn on the TV. What can I say, I'm a simple man ...and who ever thought Iron Chef was a good idea for an american audience?? I know I watch some useless drivel, but c'mon. Now don't get me wrong I do like the final presentation and I do like some of the "food designs" but an hour of kung fu theater bad over dubs reminds me old Godzilla movies and makes it a litle hard for me to sit through it without laughing. It's like watching Godzilla vs Mothra all over again. Yes I do watch it, but I do it for merely self abuse than out of enjoyment. ...I have no attention span, while I'm writing this blog, I'm catching up on Something Positive, reading the blogs I've been neglecting and wondering when will I be able to bring up my "porn loader" from home, and no not the DVD player he he he he he he ...why does the word speculum make me giggle?? ...oh yeah, Brides Of Destruction, find it, buy it, love it and OF COURSE I MEAN RIGHT NOW!! ...why is violent and abusive humor so funny?? ...and why is slanderous God humor funny too??

SPORTIN THE FUNK, GIVE ME A BASS BEAT THUMPA THUMPA

Happy New Year my crazy crazy cats. I can't believe it's been so long since I was here last. Well actually I can, and I'm sorry. I don't know how many people are still reading this or just gave up being it's been roughly 6 weeks since I last updated. But it's a new year, so we'll see what happens. My goal is to try to be here at least once a week. Even if it's just to say "blah blah blah blah blah blah blah". Well to let you all know whats going on, in this boring mans life. The job is still going well. The situation with WG is still going great. It's frikken cold up here. Oh daaaaamn I never complain aabout the cold, because it's like the truth. It's unchangeable and complaing about it just makes you look like a fool and really annoys standing in ear shot. But I am just stating a very true fact. especially when on Christmas Eve, we actually hit -28 degrees. Now that's making the boys look for warmth somewhere near my liver, I shit you not. But Christmas was good, New Year was a little dissapointing, because the CUZ couldn't make it, but the master of running self tackling drills, said he'd try to make it up here in a couple of weeks. So most things are going pretty good...but sadly the reality of my personal life taking a postive upswing, is kind of hindered by the very real fact of my parents splitting up. Ok, I know it's mom and step-dad, but even through all the bullshacket we went through, you don't pick your family, you deal with them, than you either love them or hate them. And what can I say I love them verily and truly. But I do find the situation infuriating because it was the CUZ who told me not my parents and I find that positively heart wrenching. So in my silent protest of the way they have handled their last 2-3 years of marriage and how they left me out of the "family loop" by not calling them or talking to them, well except on the holidays. Is it a juvenile and petty act? Absolutley. But it's my perogative. Sometimes no action makes the biggest statement, and sometimes it's like a fart in the wind...it goes unnoticed. So yeah the better things get in my life...the the crapier they get. It's true...it's sad and so frikken true.