Weening

I have been slack on the posting front, haven't I? Sorry about that. I think I am weening. I am blog- weening so that I can hold hands with someone on the other side of the world as we start to write our novels. May 1st. That's when we start. It's not a competition, just a motivational thing.

But I'm pretty sure I'll win.

I'll be back with something blog-wise in the next day or two. Meantime get familiar with this guy who has kindly asked for a bunch of really funny writers and me to babysit his blog. I don't know if my This Isn't This post will be as funny as this or as funny as the purple dog, but hopefully whatever I have contributed will be smirky. Smirky in a nice way.

Also, I just watched a movie called Suburban Mayhem. Australian thing that I'm unsure about. Problem is that the theme song is called Fuck Pig, and it's really catchy. So I keep finding myself belting out in a death metal voice, "Yeeeaaaaahhhh... I'm a FUCK PIIIIIGGGG!"

Hope it doesn't happen on the bus tomorrow.