Yet again with the “you need to post more” emails!

Yes, I know this.

And I actually do post fairly often, just not here.  If you want to see the scoop on what’s down at Casa de Tone, you need to hit my other site, toneparsons.com.

Of course, when something truely pisses me off, you’ll find a rant about it here.

Yes, netizens, I, the humble webmaster, am still alive and kicking.

Well… alive, anyway.

Life has been busy, work has been sucking much buttock, and I’ve had a house full of company. But all is good in the land of WWBD now, for I have discovered the secret to never ending happiness…

Lottery tickets!

Yes, I will indeed win the big prize, and then I shall use my new found wealth to dominate the world with an iron fist.

Of course, if that doesn’t work out, I’ll just keep doing what I have been.

Other useless stuff: I found a spiffy new website, Logopond. It’s a place where you can upload a logo that you’ve created and have it reviewed by “peers”. Of course, “peers” is a very subjective word. In reality, it’s reviewed by any smacktard with an internet connection. You can find my portfolio here.

I had intended on writing something rather witty and perhaps extremely offensive today.

Instead, I woke up with the back from hell.

I’m feeling surly, but not so much that I feel the driving need to roast religion, politics, the NRA, or even stupid people.

Perhaps tomorrow.

I’ve decided that I’m going to start a new category on the old website: Stupid Shit.

It will be filled with things that I hate, things that piss me off, etc.

It’s gonna be chock full of stuff (because I’m finding that the whole damn world pisses me off).

I already have the first 6 posts in my head. Yes, they will offend some, no I don’t care. Oh… and a preemptive strike for you. If you find offence at something I say and feel the need to post a comment to flame me… you will be mocked, viciously.

So… buckle up, buttercup, and prepare for the ride.

Cellphones have their place. They’re incredibly handy if your car breaks down, you’re at the store and need to find out if you need to pick up milk, etc. There are however, times when a cell phone should never EVER be used.

For example, I just got off a business call to someone who’s working off-site. He’s in a warehouse setting some equipment up. In the middle of the call he said “I hate this place… there’s nothing in here… they don’t even have toilet paper!”.

Then, I heard a toilet flush.

BEJESUS!! HE CALLED ME…. WHILE TAKING A CRAP!

*shudder*

I feel unclean now. If anyone needs me, I’ll be sitting in the shower, rocking softly and sobbing.