Lame Thanks

Yep. I suck at keeping up with life, right now. I don't know how others can do it. I'm behind on emails and phone calls, and put off a fitting for a tux until the very last minute. (Not intentional, just didn't have time.) Future SIL was not too happy with me.

Things are a blur around here, and I don't see them letting up any time soon. Got a couple of folks that are getting planted this week, a good friend of the family and a buddy's dad. I've, or rather, "my friend's," got an appointment with the doc this afternoon, the results of which will set off a flurry of phone calls between here and California... and concerned others. Always good for the ol' b/p. Hell, as Hammer noted, just going to the doc raises my blood pressure. And I already know there is going to be a butting of the heads over testing... that's not going to help much.

Anyway, I've been neglectful, and I know I'm going to continue being a bastard, so I wanted to take the easy way out.

Thanks to all of you who sent cards, emails, and birthday wishes. And especially to those of you who were able to make it to Ogfest. Holy crap... I walked away with more loot than I've gotten in the past decade! I was gifted with a t-shirt, declaring my right to bear (as in "Ursa") arms, and a cool beach style shirt. I received anti-wrinkle cream, and a sign ordering me "assume the position." (No, it's not what you pervs think..) "Guest appearances" by Torrie Wilson and Liberace. (Definitely not in relation to the sign.) A "Secret Life of Walter Mitty" movie poster, and a very kick ass caricature. Should I get lucky and find my camera, I'll post some pics. I also got a Guinness "night light," and a Band of Brothers box set... can't wait to get a chance to watch that!

Thanks again, to all of you!

Posted by That 1 Guy at July 16, 2007 07:44 AM | TrackBack