CYBER STARSTRUCK

Update on the Crisis of the Week

(aka The Grand Drama that is Moi):

I'm mobile again, which will make me a much nicer person to spend time with. Don't expect miracles like perkiness or anything, okay? I'm a lot of things, but the PERKY and LIAR genes are missing from my DNA, and I think it's best if you know that right up front.

Anywhoos, I've got a trade-in Saturn that is interesting, but it prevents me from climbing the walls, so thumbs-up; AND a promise that my new(er) vehicle will be purchased by the end of the week.

Tick- tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...sounds eerily like a timebomb, doesn't it?

To pass all that time I had yesterday, I enjoyed another blogathon and read 'til my eyes bugged out. You know what I love most about this stuff? The way just reading someone else's story can cheer me up and spark memories of things I meant to blog about, but never did.


Straight White Guy had a great tale about the relationship between his ancestors and George Washington. It made me wonder how much those before us affect who we become, which made think of my great-grandfather, whom I'll get to in a moment.

First, I need to say, SWG is the most entertaining blog I've read - must read it every day with my morning coffee. Now, I'm not always the crunchiest nut in the box, so it took me a while to develop the necessary pattern: Sip, swallow, read, stop reading, sip, swallow, resume reading. One must NOT attempt the first two at the same time as reading SWG! For lack of a better phrase, you'll never see him coming. The amusement really makes the risk of projectile beverages worth it, but consider Spew Alert issued. Your computer can thank me later.

Secondly, I've been reading his blog for a few months, caught up on most of the archives, worked my way to his blogroll, which led me to some excellent reading. I must say, I was thoroughly enjoying this one-sided relationship we were having. Me of the lurking, he of the blissfully ignorant to my existence. Whenever I've had time on my hands, his site has been a reliable source of amusement. Yesterday was just such a day, and suddenly...

HOLY SHIT!!!! *I'M* ON STRAIGHT WHITE GUY'S BLOGROLL???? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???

Omigawd, omigawd, omigawd....when the hell did that happen? How did he find me? Does he actually read it? Or is it like a warning..."Hey stalker, I see you, so watch your step." What should I do? Leave a comment? Pretend I didn't notice? Where do you go when you need to know the rules of engagement in blog etiquette??? I need information!!!!!!

Yeah, I know. I'm such a dork. Let me tell ya, for this cool-challenged new little blogger, it really was a shock. On the off-chance SWG's reading this, I just have to say, "Thanx for the add. I'd like to drink with you, too...but I recommend you stand back a little bit or wear an old shirt. I'm still working on my skills." : )

Now where was I? Ah yes, one of my ancestors....

I recently found out my great-grandfather on Mamacita's side was a ship's cook. He survived being on two ships that sank while at sea, and being a POW for three years during WWI. How ironic is it then, that he drowned in his home harbour??? Because he was drunk and fell into the ocean while taking a whizz.

Yep, those is my people.