I am smiling.

Figured I'd post some words on up, as I've got about 40 minutes until NBC's stellar Thursday night comedy lineup. Except for that show about the Indian call center. The writing is pathetic.

So, what did I do today?

I woke up at a quarter after eight, but lay in bed, in hope of falling asleep again. It was a futile effort, as my body is programmed/used to waking up at three-thirty in the morning. It just doesn't seem to like sleeping in.

Tried to drop off some mail for the former owner of my home at his new place, but believe I might have the place wrong, as I did not find his name on the directory. Although it is possible that he died. I don't think so though. He was a spry old fellow as I remember him, but it's conceivable. I'll try a few other places tomorrow. Maybe.

Went to breakfast. I rarely eat "breakfasty" type foods, and rarer still go out for breakfast in the traditional sense. I mean, I eat a lot of pancakes at that weird time when one is drunk, and not sure if it's really late, really early, or both. Today however, was pure old-school breakfast enjoyment. Banana pancakes, straight up. They were good, and the bananas were diced squarely, and dropped in to the cakes just as they were about done cooking, which was interesting to my palate.

Since I'm flush with cash and have four days off, I went and bought some paint. I plan to paint tomorrow, as I have a hell of a cold and am not keen on inhaling paint fumes on and off while my nose gets stuffy after I've blown it yet again.

So then I went and bought a couple of flicks. Moon, with Sam Rockwell, was really interesting. It dealt with being isolated, and having to rely on the reality presented to you, as opposed to actual reality. Check it out.

Oh yeah. While I was at Lowes I began planning for a solar shade to bring out to the Burn this year. It will be framed with pvc pipe and I'm trying to find a light fabric to install grommets into to use as the actual shade. Finding something with the right area, weight, and price is proving problematic, so it looks like I'll have to journey to the internet to acquire it.

RV show in PGH this weekend. Stoked on it, as I may get some leads the aforementioned fabric and maybe even score a deal on a rig. I've lost three eBay auctions in as many weeks, and it's aggravating, but my persistence and thrift WILL pay off! The rig I'm looking for is somewhat small, like a really big, nice conversion van, which makes it somewhat rare. I may still buy an Eighties era VW bus if I can find one at a decent price, which won't happen. Even the rust buckets are ridiculous, as "coolness" is a huge selling point with them. Shame, too, because they are really well designed. I may have to re-learn how to drive a Standard in order to broaden my choices.

Sweatpants are the best! -BK

Fuck me walking at a moderate pace!

I'm baaaack! Did jew miss me?

After a prolonged and unproductive absence, I've decided to return to the world of blogging again.

"Why oh why, noble BK, did you refrain from sharing the mundane and trivial aspects of your daily comings, almost comings, and goings with us for so long?" you ask, if you're a voice in my head.

Well.... Like nuclear physics, ballooning, and the female mind, it's complicated. List form, shall we?

1. Facebook. I became brutally, head over heels, Heroin junky-esque addicted to FB in the past year. I adored(more soon) the pretty much instant creative input/output FB offered me. I was on day and night, updating my status several times a day, often almost hourly, and it was becoming more and more "hollow." In fact, it was hollowing me out a bit. I wasn't riding nearly as much, going to shows, or enjoying life out among the folks I associate with. Facebook had imprisoned me, which is why I withdrew my profile on New Year's Eve and have given myself a six month moratorium from the Zuckerberg prison. Will I survive? What will be left of me? Time, as it has it's way of always doing, will tell. It was NOT a "New Year's Resolution" to quit FB, as anyone who even somewhat knows me knows I don't believe or participate in such folly.

b. I was/am/am not writing privately. Long form, non-comedic, etc.

III It was all Facebook.

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So what was my 2010 like?

In short, really good. Like "best summer evah" good.

I saw a TON of shows this summer. Both local and national/international acts, in all sorts of dirty bars and megastadiums. Highlights where Slayer, The Smashing Pumpkins, Iron Maiden, and Muse, in no particular order. All those shows were memorable and a lot of fun.

I didn't drink. As much. Work schedule and some sort of self improvement plan attributed to the "success" of this.

I worked a lot in 2010. Before taxes, I made a bit over 50k, which is a new personal best, and something I don't desire(or need) to repeat anytime soon.

Burning Man. My second journey to the playa and far superior to my first time. Burning Man is hard, if not impossible, to explain to a layperson, but suffice to say, if you are a freethinker/freespirit, and like to be immersed in something as opposed to watching, Burning Man may be for you. No matter what your scene is, there is somebody out there who is your mirror image, and you are virtually guaranteed to have a good time. If you let yourself.

In the recentness, I'm scouring the internet for my very own recreational vehicle. Given my track record with automobiles, I'm gonna have a lot of "adventures" and the stories to go with them. I'm tired of paying for hotel rooms, meals, and car rentals when I go on trips, and the acquisition of an rv should severely curtail this expenses. At least until the rv breaks down somewhere, which, again, given my automotive track record, is a virtual certainty.

Still vegetarian, in case anyone was curious or cared.

So that's about it for now.

Keep the ass end off the ground and you should be just fine,
BK