Life In The Slow Lane

You may have noticed that the Archives lists some blog postings from 2006.

Miracle of miracles, I discovered I still had a ton of these old postings on file - many of them anyway - so I thought I’d dig way back into the archives as part of the blog rebuilding process.

Just call them oldies, but baddies.

As of 3:45 p.m. today this blog is up and running again.

Minus, of course, the postings since March.

That’s a whole other issue - and maybe one I’ll be able to resolve.

I think I’ve certainly earned my money’s worth this weekend, don’t ya think?

But not as much as Carl “My Butt Hurts” Pavano, pitcher for the New York Yankees.

Pavano has started only 19 games for the Yankees since signing a four-year, $39.95 million contract before the 2005 season. Just two of those starts have come since June 2005, after his latest injury resulted in elbow ligament replacement surgery last June and a 14-month rehabilitation period.

Imagine that, he’s worked 19 - well, make it 20 after this weekend - days for $39.95 million.

I think I’m definitely in the wrong line of work. I slave away for 80 hours a week and don’t even make $39,000.

I should have taken my Babe Ruth Baseball more seriously so the scouts would have come looking for me.

Unfortunately, they didn’t want somebody with a .001 average who couldn’t catch a fly ball if it was hit right into his glove.

Unless, of course, you’re the New York Mets.

This is just a test to see whether I can post using ScribeFire, an add-on for my web browser.

This is only a test.

If this had been an actual emergency, you would have been instructed to put your head between your legs and kiss your ass good-bye.

We used to have a marching cadence in the Army.

Here we go again.
Same old shit again.

That’s pretty much the way this blog has gone. Just when I think I’m sailing along, a huge tidal wave comes along and wipes me out.

But I’m a good swimmer and I always survive.

It takes me a while to get back to shore, but I reach it eventually.

I spent most of today getting back to that shore, and I’ve still got some paddling left to do. That’s why you’ll find that all the links work, but there’s nothing under the “pages.” That’s for another day - probably tomorrow so I can get this swimming over with.

Thanks for your patience during this process. Hopefully this time we’ll stick around for a while.

So check back again tomorrow, same bat time, same bat channel.

Don’t let anybody ever convince you that you’re just a little fish swimming in the big ocean they call the Internet.

You can be found.

And you will be found.

As I learned from this letter from my dear friends at YouTube:

Dear YouTube Member:

Sincerely,
The YouTube Content Identification Team

So the video’s still up and running, thanks to the kindness and generosity of UMG

But it reinforces the old adage, “Big Brother is watching you.”

Be afraid. Be very, very afraid.

I can’t write today.

Katie’s still in heat and I can’t concentrate while she’s humping my leg.

This…

Must….

End….

Soon!!!!!

OK, so it’s like this. Blogger really took a dive, in my opinion, when they rolled out Blogger Beta -for which there was no turning back. Since then I’ve had nothing but problems (1) posting, (2) getting comments and (3) trying to change the blog design.

In other words, it sucks. Go back to the drawing board, folks.

So rather than continue to get my blood pressure rolling, I’m moving on to my very own, brand spanking new website, www.bobbeckstead.com, complete with its own blogging feature.

And here I is.

And here I’ll be.

And I hope you’ll continue to visit.

Have a great day, folks!