Trying Hard not to Crawl Out of my Skin

This will be my last post from the land of the Bog People. I feel a bit strange at the moment. I think I've mentioned this before, feeling neither here nor there. After the movers finished removing our things from the apartment I felt the need to get on the plane and get back home. I'm not necessarily in a hurry to leave here, but I'm anxious to get on with the next chapter of my life, whatever that may be. It's kind of like jumping off a 50 foot cliff into an abandoned quarry
filled with water somewhere outside Akron, OH. The time it takes from
the moment you jump to the time you hit the water makes your taint
tingle and allows a bit of reflection over whether or not the decision
to jump was really a good one and if your sister wouldn't mind adopting
your cat even though her husband is allergic since you're probably not
going to survive the impact...oh SHIT!!! Free-falling.... such a curious
sensation.

I don't think anyone is really happy with waiting, which is exactly what we are doing at the moment. Part of me is saying, "enjoy every last moment you have since you don't know when, if ever, you'll have this opportunity again." The other part is saying, "let's get the show on the road, are we moving or what?" Then of course there are the parts that are caught somewhere in the exchange. I also hate good-byes. You would think that after moving so many times in my life I would have gotten more used to it by now, but I'm not.

What can I say except that I'm moving with some real mixed feelings. It's a bit of a mindfuck to say the least. I'm both excited and a little apprehensive. Perhaps I need to stop drinking so much coffee and chain-smoking?

Anyhow thanks for listening to me rant. I will post again as soon as I have the chance. Wish us luck!

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Wordsmith... Tunesmith... Blacksmith... Bleusmith

I noticed in my last blog entry I used the expression 'wordsmith.' In the post before that I used the word 'tunesmith.' It bothers me a little since I don't like to sound repetitive (I'm obviously a bit obsessed unhinged well adjusted and getting along fine with the rest of my species). It used to bother me when I read other students' papers, but then again, I'm sure those students were the same ones who thought that a thesaurus was some sort of pre-historic reptile. It amazes me to this day that people can get into college without even mastering the use of pronouns, or writing a grammatically correct sentence for that matter. Anyhow, I got to thinking about the name Smith. Derived from the Anglo-Saxon word 'smitan' meaning to smite or strike. It's obviously one of those names derived from the trade associated with the family profession. Derivatives include Smyth, Smythe, and my personal favorite Schmidt (nothing says smite quite like a bunch of harsh consonants all grouped together like an angry, surly Saxon mob) which seems to go well with the German word rammstein which means (loosely translated) "thing you use to batter down the castle gates." I guess that since metalworking was such a ubiquitous trade back in the day, the result is that the name is now the most common in the Western world. Incidentally my last name is also derived from a trade. It's French for wheelwright, and a wright is essentially a construction worker. Making the wheels is not quite as cool as inventing the wheel, but it seems that it must have been a pretty important job all the same.

I'm not sure exactly what a bleusmith is, since I made it up. I'd like to think it's a person who specializes in making a certain moldy cheese. Really I was just trying to sound a bit like another wordsmith I have long admired who was a toonsmith to boot.

New Goodies

I just downloaded the Performancing add-ons for Firefox and I'm now giving it something of a test run. My default browser has long been Safari, and since I've always had trouble posting with Firefox, I've shied away from using it. Kimberlee swears by it though and now that I have this blog editing extension I may find the new tools to be too good to pass up.

You see, I don't read a lot of blogs regularly, and Hulles is the only blog that I read frequently... perhaps too frequently. But I am only one humble admirer of legion, and one with a penis at that. His blog is not only a shining example of irreverent, innuendo-filled, satirical wordsmithing, but I'm very jealous of the formatting options he has at his disposal... (to say nothing of his comely female readership).

Still, some people poo-flinging monkeys powerful and influential friends continue to encourage my own paltry efforts, and at their behest I shall continue to churn out nonsense complete rubbish stimulating and entertaining blog posts for as long as my feeble imagination can endure.

And while fancy editing tools are really no substitute for quality content, I hope I may dazzle enough visitors with my formatting to trick them into reading this drivel.

Size Does Matter

Well, it seems as though I can at least post again, but I still have length issues ( bah dum tsst). Of course, to quote an iconic rock songsmith, "It's in the way that you use it." Euphemisms aside, I am happy to once again share with you the banal minutiae of my life. Right now, even as I type this, the movers are hoisting our furniture out the window. This means that we'll be sleeping on the floor for the next four nights and living out of a suitcase for who knows how long. Ah... the joys of homelessness, I remember them well.

Sweet

Sweet, I had my old template saved! Hazzah!!

Frustration

Some of you may have noticed that I haven't posted for a while. I did take a couple of weeks off just to focus on getting ready to move. However, in the meantime I had switched my blog to Beta. That was a mistake. Ever since then I have not been able to post anything (I get an error message when I try to publish and then my whole account locks up). Needless to say I'm kind of pissed. I just recently tried switching to a stock template since I thought maybe the customizations I made where causing the problem. Now I have to add all my links and such all over again (sighs). However, I only have a few more days of internet service before it gets turned off in our apartment. So I thought I'd let everyone know that it may be a while until I start posting again regularly. I thought I would also take a moment to thank everyone who has visited, commented, and linked to my blog....um, thanks.
So happy holidays to all and all the best wishes in the coming New Year.
Peace on the inside, JC out!