... welcome to my leeetle friend
... so you ask yourself, wtf a weasel? what's going on? where did cardboardpeople go? well. i dunno really. inspiration took form of a lil' weezer and bit me in 'da butt. my mind works in mysterious ways fer sure. anyone who knows me thru the archives of this blog or from seeing me daily knows i'm a weird one fer sure... so, well... accept change with open arms. if not, may you always have a humpy weaser attached to your shin with amorous intentions.
it's my damned blog, ah' can do whaddaye' want. truth be told, i was gettin' tired of the look. NB (new blogspot) convinced me to move on from the old (it's been like 2 years) and start fresh. new look. "go edgy!," the 100 year-old jewish man's voice cackled in my ear! (again, those who know me know about the voices in my head) "be daring!," he cried as he also pointedly established himself that i really had no motivation to do this other than to amuse myself with hand-drawn images of a ravenous and troublesome weazer. well... it suddenly made sense. and what better way to conjure up feelings of living on the edge, jes' squeaking by, and always being in danger of some perilous impending doom than create a title like "weasel on a stick!?"
some say edgy, some say cutting edge, others say it makes no goddamned sense. well... yer all right so how's that? i likely will continue with my otherwise useless posts; rantings about my life, an occasional movie, funny sh*t i find online, my inexuseable inability to use capital letters unless forced to, pictures of my silly animals and more... so, i say, who wins here? well. i dunno. any of you who like my silly sh*t win i guess. jes' understand as always that i can't get my goddamned mind to turn off. i'm often twittering around jes' on that edge, and frankly friends and attention is all i crave. it's sad really. i rarely have much in the value department to say, and yet i lurve you all and have made some incredigle friends out there in bloggerville.... so yeah, stay tuned for more weird sh*t, posts, and otherwise weazer-madness. it's ON peeplz.
3 comments:
Well shit, fuck, damn as my old First Sergeant used to say.
I didn't realize we were so influential in your decision to do whatever you wanted to with your blog. I, for one who is power hungry, enjoy the fact that you wants to give me so much power over you. Now that you have decided to become my blog slave I have but one command:
How did you change your banner?
All seriousness aside.
I LIKES IT. THE STICKY WEASEL!!!
btw, just for the hell of it why not leave the caps lock on periodically? Who knows what connotations that will be.
Lurve backacha, man.
jack, i'm evil. my new employee in my department is my website GURU. he basically rocks the casbah, and he took my graphic and did it for me.
talk about excercising power, eh?
i'll find out from him if it was as simple as template editing or his own HTML magical goodness he added in.
:)
Thanks. I anxiously await the runes from the great GURU.
I need to learn some things about web design so I can get further down the road on designing the web for my brother. I do have a high school kid taking a swipe at it. I even talked with Shannon about it and she had some really good information. I need to talk to her more.
I'll be in touch.
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