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So Now I am so Broke I can't even pay attention.

touchingjoy — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:29:12 +0000

I signed my house papers today.

We move in at the end of December.

Hubs and I now own a 3 bedroom home.

I feel so incredibly blessed.

To God be the glory.

Shall we eat cake now?

Holding Grudges

touchingjoy — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 05:11:13 +0000

I have a few people I wish to inveterate in fiction. Those people that I can expound on every blackhead, fat roll and brown mole.

Them with their stubborn elitism with distinguished ignorance.

Those who use words which stand for hate. And disrespect.

and hypocrisy.

She, who would read my words and think it were her sister. Or mother perhaps.

But would never think it were her.

Oh sweet! How sweet would it be to tear them apart for their soulful hatred of one.

one.

The one who would inveterate them in fiction.

and laugh as she mocked her own family

as she mocked me.

Sharing is Caring. Especially when food is involved.

touchingjoy — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 11:26:35 +0000

This weekend my Bestie homecrashed for the weekend. We had a fabo time watching movies and chatting through the night. *adoration*

This is my favourite quick “oh no I don’t have groceries for dessert” treat. It’s high in fat and sugar and oh so delicious.

My mom perfected a recipe from my childhood bestie’s mom and I swear to you. It doesn’t flop!

2 cups sugar
1 ½ cups flour
4 eggs
1 cup butter
2/3 cup cocoa powder
2 tsp. vanilla
1 tsp. salt
1 cup nuts or chopped chocolate (optional)

Mix all ingredients until just combined. Pour into a slightly greased 9×13” pan. Bake at 180ْ C for about 30 minutes. Allow to slightly cool before cutting into squares.

Give it a try!

It's funnier to be mean.

touchingjoy — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 20:02:20 +0000

I am not a nice person.

So, it’s a very good thing that I am hilarious.

Use some of these the next time you wanna channel little ole me in an arguement with your little brother (or husband). I’m not sayin’ they’ll be insulted *unless it were the truth* but they will probably can themselves and forget that you bumped their car on the lampost…

Rude Insults
1. You have the face like a Saint – a Saint Bernard.

2. If I ever need a brain transplant, I’d choose yours because I’d want a brain that had never been used.

3. You used to be arrogant and obnoxious. Now I see that you are just the opposite – you are obnoxious and arrogant.

4. Please, keep talking. I always yawn when I am interested.

5. Did your parents ever ask you to run away from home?

6. I don’t know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.

7. Calling you an idiot would be an insult to all the stupid people.

8. You have an inferiority complex – and it’s fully justified.

9. Go ahead, tell them everything you know. It’ll only take 10 seconds.

And Number 10: A Personal Favourite

10. Why don’t you slip into something more comfortable…like a coma.

*Note: If you are kicked in the (girl) balls after saying any one of those insults… it was not my idea and you should go cry to your mommy and not me.*

Hair Lopping

touchingjoy — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 15:05:12 +0000

I cut 3 inches of hair to celebrate spring. and then the springtime went away. Cruel? Yes. Typical? Probably.

Anyway, I promised a picture. Here you go:

I know what you are thinking. “Hey what? This chick’s making a funny face!”

Yes, because as I am taking this photo I suddenly realise that I have no make-up on. Which leads me to think “Blog FAIL”. Which lead me to think of this picture:

You are welcome

so this is me trying not to laugh.

Because I can't think of other things to talk about...

touchingjoy — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 06:47:28 +0000

Happy Saturday! This week was a stressful and yucky one for me.

But, my flu is on it’s way out (I ate breakfast for the first time this week!)

I lost 3 kgs this week.

Pookie and I are going to have an awesome weekend in just 2 weeks time.

It’s sad because I haven’t seen her since the wedding. Lame.

I’m going off to get a haircut today.

Even if Hubs doesn’t realise it yet.

I think this weekend is going to make up for my less than desireable week.

Self Deprecation is more fun in step format

touchingjoy — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 14:58:35 +0000

Things have just gotten out of control in the life of me. By out of control I mean falling off ferris wheel outta control.

It’s my house work piling up around my school work which is piling up around my work work which is always fun. I won’t lie.

In fact, I have a really difficult job. Really difficult.

I thought it would be an interesting venture to write the steps so that ya’ll can get a glimpse into my crazy work life. Be prepared to be amazed.

Steps to do My Job.

Problem Solving/Customer Service

Step 1: Make Coffee.
Step 2: Be nice
Step 3: Wait for a problem
Step 4: Listen to client’s problem
Step 5: Be nice to client even when they aren’t nice.
Step 6: Mention that you understand. (Bonus points if you actually mean it)
Step 7: Hang up phone. Explain problem to necessary someone with authority to do something.
Step 8: Call client explain resolution of problem. Apologize for inconvenience caused to the client.
Step 9: Make coffee
Step 10: Drink Coffee
Step 11: Be Nice
Step 12: Wait for problem
Step 13: Listen to client’s problem
Step 14: Be nice to client even when they aren’t nice.
Step 15: Mention that you understand.
Step 16: Hang up phone. Explain problem to necessary someone with authority to do something.
Step 17: Call client explain resolution of problem. Apologize for inconvenience caused to the client.
Step 18: Make coffee and repeat

Sales

Step 1: Make Coffee.
Step 2: Be nice
Step 3: Answer phone when it rings.
Step 4: Listen to client.
Step 5: Be nice to client even when they aren’t nice.
Step 6: Chat to the client like they are important
Step 7: Think up stuff to tell them
Step 8: Continue thinking
Step 9: Stop what you are doing to multitask (all while chatting up client)
Step 10: Drink Coffee
Step 11: Continue being nice
Step 12: Wait until a solution dawns on you
Step 13: Get excited
Step 14: Share with client the solution
Step 15: Explain up to 10 000 proposals
Step 16: Hang up phone. Explain problem to someone with authority to sign off on an idea.
Step 17: Make Coffee
Step 18: Rake in the Dough

As you can see, in just a few short steps, you can put me outta a job.

I’m just your friendly neighborhood job giver-a-way-er.

Take it or leave it.

Hubs is da man.

touchingjoy — Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:39:12 +0000

Hubs and I have the world’s ~~creepiest~~most random conversations.

I asked him how he would function with a wife like Megan Fox.

She was deemed the world’s sexiest woman of 2009. (after a quick google search I understand why- the Woman doesn’t understand the idea of clothes very well). Anyhoozles, Hubs is da man. He didn’t know who she was!

‘Who is Megan Fox?’ were his exact words.

I was shocked. All I could muster up was:

Good answer, my love, good answer.

The End.

Listy-bisty-bobisty-banana fana- fo-fisty

touchingjoy — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 19:51:17 +0000

Lists are easy to read. and this makes them fun.

My Extraordinary List of Awesome things:

1. Johnny Depp in the Libertine.

I watched this movie for the ~~fifth~~ thousandth time. Each time I am moved by it.

What is truly enjoying life? At what expense? This movie is rad. (in a oh my word I can never ever show this to anyone- kind of way)

2. Finding The World According to Garp.

I thought it was stolen. But alas, it has been redeemed from the confines of under-my-bed-opolis.

3. Sleep.

’nuff said.

4. Hubs.

He’s really awesome. Even when I lose my temper and yell at him. *blush*

List of Not Awesome Things

1. Spilling bleach on all my black winter clothes.

Stuff you bleach! grr…

2. My University is being retarded.

Stuff you University!

3. Clients.

Anyone who works with the direct public can say this all together:

“stuff you clients!”

4. The Striking Magical fairy that cleans my flat.

Stuff you mag…i…ca.. oh wait. That’s me. I can’t possibly stuff myself. Unless it’s with *copious* amounts of food. And when I do that I get all chubby around my face and that is just so NOT sexy. So no stuffing of ones self here.

(I probably don’t want to know the google results on that one)

Things I am waiting for:

1. Summer time

2. Summer time

3. Partying in the Summer time

4. Warmth and not coldness. (Just FYI: it was -4 this morning when I went to work *shocker*)

This concludes the post where by I sing a gay little song and write random stuff in a list format for you to read and judge me on.

The End.

One sentence to explain my thoughts. Ok maybe two.

touchingjoy — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 16:07:35 +0000

There is more to living than being alive…

Oh and Hubs is awesome because he opened my bottle of wine WITHOUT a bottle opener. I love Fridays.

To being undead.

*clink*

Word Vomit (without a point...)

touchingjoy — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:42:47 +0000

I don’t make friends easily.

I am not a nice person. I won’t thrill you with my wit or fabulous knowledge of Gucci.

I, more than likely, will have no stories to tell you about adventure or lust or betrayal.

I will probably scare the bejeebies out of you with my morbidity and over all dorkiness.

Because I am a dork.

And sometimes that scares me.

My Week. White Ninja style: Episode II

touchingjoy — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 14:52:28 +0000

Keyword Monday Already! Posted on Sunday night. Yes I am that cool.

touchingjoy — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 19:15:06 +0000

Have you ever typed in the term ‘interesting crap’ and actually found something interesting?

Me neither.

It’s time once again for another addition of ‘interesting crap people type into to Google to find my Blog” (version 1 here)

My abso favs.

ipostnaked- Cause clothes are restricting on the creative impetus.

you need to stop drinking cartoon - It’s the right way to get Dad in Rehab.

coloring break the window – Bummer.

point system sex - Is… not what I talk about here. Thanks

thin is beautiful - I blame the media

easy to draw unicorns - Human unicorns might look like this:

sometimes im freaked out of my self – This can become very incovenient.

i love my boyfriend poems – Go somewhere else. Unless you wish to seek Dorothy Parker. And if that’s the case get off your gold digging ass and do something eh!

michael jackson in johnny deep- Um. Like saving ryans privates?

why do i feel like randomly touching things? – Pathetic much?

peeps bath - Right on.

wrinkles near my ears- Oh no! I have wrinkles on my forehead. Classic signs of aging. Facelift anyone?

surgery facebook status update- On google? You look for a Facebook update on google. You’re a smart one!

And about 10 Thousand versions of Michael Jackson’s nose.

It’s the truth.

And I didn’t even share the pornstar ones. Because my sister in law’s family all know I have a blog and who knows? One day they might just read this. And I need them to think highly of me and Hubs… and all.

It’s what’s important.

Random Crap and other things.

touchingjoy — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 11:15:33 +0000

Last night was wonderful. M is now 18 months old and we are some serious besties.

M I love you. And not in a weird Michael Jackson way.

I spent the evening showing him bad habits, including shoving you tongue completely out of the mouth and waving your head from side to side. *So classy*

E is 4 years old- unless you ask him and then he’s 13. He told me of a few problems he’s having in school, including the fact that all the girls are marrying him. He was very disturbed that I no longer lived with my parents (with whom they are staying with during their visit) and am married myself. Which then spurned off the comment that E would like to marry my younger sister. For Real.

His mom nipped that one, “because you two are cousins. And we don’t live in the Free state.”

*deadpan face*

Oh, I love that woman.

There is little I appreciate more than the joy of reunited family.

The Weekend Plans:

Saturday is jam packed with:
1. The Dubaians
2. Coffee with my Mom
3. A Double date with some friends we haven’t seen for ages. They married 8 months or so before Hubs and I and we both got so busy with life that we keep missing one another.
4. And Sleep. Hopefully, lots of sleep. If you’ve been reading my tweets, you’ll know I am one tired madam.

I feel this will improve. The other night, when I awoke at 2 am for no apparent reason other than to piss myself off, Hubs brought me tea and sat up with me chatting about all the things that seemed outside of our control, and ways we could accept these things. Isn’t he wonderful?

Gush over.

Onto other things:

Michele from You and Me and Lucy has given me an award. Thank you for sending me the Meme Award Michele! |*party party* and stuff like that.

The award rules are:
1. Share seven tidbits about myself.
2. Share the award with seven blog friends!

So Here we go. Seven Tidbits about myself (As if I were so interesting)

1. I have this thing against being touched by people. The social hug actually disturbs me greatly. I get full on nervous when I get hugged. Especially by short people. I am 5’11″ and often take a shoulder to the throat. It’s icky and if handshakes were more acceptable in the social circle for women I’d forgo the social hug completely.

2. I have a big crush on: 1. Johnny Depp and 2. Sting. I used to think Bono was pretty awesome too. But now he’s just a pile of crap whenever I look at him.

3. I want to learn to decorate cakes like a champion! I’m still no good, but one day I’d love to make a little business out of doing crap like that.

4. I full on don’t understand why people don’t think that they are awesome.

5. People should blame the media for this lack of self esteem. And pretty much everything else too.

6. I dislike people who refuse to be open minded. Not that everyone has to agree, and by open minded I don’t mean liberal, but those who refuse to listen to other opinions are elitist and they should be shunned by society. It’s rude…And probably rooted in the media.

7. Despite despising the media, my main goal is to write an amazing novel one day and maybe a second one. And more. I hope to hone my talent and blow the crappiness surrounding female writers away. Why is it that so many modern female writers pale in comparison to their male counterparts? Because they have allowed themselves to. Yes, I’m talking to you Stephanie Meyers. *evil eyes*

I’ll link to seven Fabulous blogs now:

Being Brazen – She’s a local blogger who writes a super positive blog – and trickles in some wellness too!

Hillbilly Duhn – She’s hilarious. She’s classy. and She’s right there for you to go say hi to.

Miss Rambles – She’s a new blog crush of mine. She’s got a voice of her own and style to boot.

Trina – I really enjoy her blog. She’s going through some yuckiness. Go give her a hug.

LiLu – It’s so great that the mightly LiLu visits all her commentors. I get starstruck everytime

Sco Man – Scoman enjoys long walks on the beach and getting caught in the rain. He’s single and fabulous. Give him a shout out.

Megan- Her blog is so sweet and heartfelt. It’s nice to read serenity.

Mel – Mel’s blog is just a lot of crazy fun. Give her a shout from me too!

Have a fab weekend! xxoo

Let me see you, funky animal.

touchingjoy — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 10:53:47 +0000

Chic Geek Pointed me in the direction of this website. I’m loving it in a serious fashion. In fact, I am excited to take some new pictures to use these filters on!

I’ve heard that Photoshop can do filters like this, but I am such a Photoshop loser that I have yet to figure out how to do that.

Anyhockles.

I threw in this mediocre picture of Hubs and I last year at his nephews wedding.

And got these results!

Pretty awesome right?

And my favourite…

I’m excited.

The End

Saturdays are oh so good to me

touchingjoy — Sat, 11 Jul 2009 09:36:21 +0000

Happy weekend everyone!

I’m not working and Hubs is gone today.

Mrs SoCo and I will be taking up residence on my balcony and discussing things like politics, bad hairdays and other topics of awesomeness.

To my neighbors:

Consider this payback.

Creations

touchingjoy — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 07:54:50 +0000

Have you seen my newest favourite cartoon?

If you have a free moment- go check out the collection I’ve posted. If you have recomendations, I would love to hear of some new fabulous cartoon artists!

****

Also, I spoke about how my living bones were aching. Oh how I was yearning to DO something awesome!

I had received some oil pastels for Christmas and when I first used them I produced some pretty ugly picture of something completely unrecognisable. Sad day. So I pulled them out again and tried again. Here’s what I came up with.

*Love Garden*

It’s A5 sized and coordinates pretty well with the modern/1940′s combo of my kitchen decor. I placed this in my “Creative Pieces” Folder on the top there. I haven’t figured out how to have a drop down of the pages within the Parent page yet (if you can help I will love you forever.) I said this there and I’ll say it again, I didn’t think up the concept of this design. I just added some of my own flavour.

The drawing took me about an hour to get the shading and the shadows right (it actually looks so good in real life. I am proud) and after that I had nothing to do!
So, I got out my laptop and began a new chapter to the novel I’m working on. I’m not too sure if I like it too much, but just creating FELT SO GOOD!

*sigh* I feel more human with a few creations around my home. Whether it is the new cards I stamped up or this drawing or even the wedding album that is nearing completion… it just adds to the beauty of my life. And that in and of itself its worth celebrating!

Creations

touchingjoy — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 07:51:02 +0000

*Love Garden*

Love Letters II

touchingjoy — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 07:58:43 +0000

Dear Kitchen Sink,

Please grow the self cleaning mechanisms to wash my dishes on my behalf. The way that you allow the dishes to pile up makes me look like a bad wife and an overall poor housekeeper. It’s despicable and I am tired of your sloppy approach to cleanliness. Get moving. Go, Go, Go.

Thanks,

The Boss

**********

Dear Heater,

Breaking down on the coldest day of the year to date was uncool. We gave you a chance to proof yourself and you failed. Big time. Be prepared to be replaced by one that will work harder than you.

Claim unemployment or something.

Love,

One frigid lady

**********

Dear Psychic that thinks Michael Jackson was an alien,

You are nuts.

Regards,

A logical person who knows that white skin, strange facial features and weird social tendencies are more accredited to weirdness than to extra terrestrials

**********

Dear my former Kettle,

What the freak? Why did you listen to the heater and kisk out on me? Just before the inlaws came over too? Are you planning a coup on me? Bad timing Mister. Very bad timing. I thought we were friends? All the great times we shared in that little icebox known as Pretoria- fubar. I’ll miss you, but you chose your own fate.

Goodbye,

An old friend who enjoyed too many steamy drinks at 4 in the morning.

**********

Dear New Board Game,

You are like monopoly and trivial pursuit but even hotter. I love you!

Love,

Your adoring fan

**********

Dear person who keeps sending me spam,

Suck it.

Best Regards,

The one who is getting tired of deleting your crap.

**********

Dear Weirdos who find my blog by typing porn words into Google,

Although it entertains Hubs and I with the words you type to try and find me, and although it will make one really funny post one day, I kind of find you revolting and wish for you to leave.

If that shines and sparkles with you, of course.

Thanks

**********

To: Sco-man,

I’m glad you are back.

From: Your #1 Fan

**********

Dear Spring,

Momma’s ready for you!

**********

Dear Hubs,

I positively adore you.

Love,

Your go-go

**********

Dear reader,

I’m glad you stopped by today. I love you.

Love,

Me.

Being Mr and Mrs Fancypants!

touchingjoy — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 10:02:26 +0000

Hubs and I got to stay at the Intercontinental last week for work and were treated like royalty.

and I mean like SERIOUS royalty!

Did you know that there were people who’s job is to fluff your pillow at night while setting up a cloth at the foot of your bed, slip on slippers and pour you water each night? That’s not to mention the fabulousness that was the bedtime chocolate.

I know it’s a bit of a late post. I mean if you follow me on Twitter, you’ve known about this for ages. By ages I mean a week.

Anyhoozles, I took pictures!

Avoid the judgements of my tiredness and Hubs’s faces. He was not as interested in the photo taking as I.

Enjoy! I sure did!

This is my excited face!

You can’t see so because my huge head was in the way, but this marble bathroom was as big as my flat!

Room Service? Yes, Please!

Mr and Mrs Fancypants

When were you last treated like royalty?

Everyone needs a little flesh sometimes.

touchingjoy — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:45:54 +0000

Found:

Flesh in Royco Cooking Sauce. That’s right. It’s freaking flesh.

(that’s what it looks like anyway)

(Obviously)

It came slooshing out of our cooking in sauce and a quick call to the complaint line went a bit like this:

Me: Hi, I want to complain

Operator: What would you like to complain about?

Me: there seems to be flesh in my cook in sauce.

*phone disconnection* (My imagination has cooked up her screaming curse words for lack of better things to say)

Me: HI, I found Flesh in my cook in sauce.

Operator: Excuse me?

Me: Flesh. Cooking Sauce. F-L-E-S-H.(at this point I giggled. I mean there is flesh in my food. FLESH!)

Operator: Oh I see.

She took my details. I got a call the next morning.

New Operator: I received a message about a foreign body.

Me: Yes, you could call it that. A body.

She had me explain what it looked like

ME: like flesh of some-sort *notice the repetition?* about the size of a palm.

N.O: We take foreign bodies very seriously.

I’m sure she did. I’ve been barraged by phone calls for the last two weeks, and no one will believe me. There was a piece of flesh in my dinner. And someone’s gonna pay.

Or perhaps they already have…

Anyone missing a hand?

Time Flies.

touchingjoy — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 14:06:17 +0000

Wow. So this is officially my 205th post. Pretty fitting that the post that announced the opening of this new blog marked the 200th post right?

In the next 100 posts I wish to:

- Entertain you

- Create something awesome to share with you (Oh wait already working on that one)

- Establish a larger and closer readership. Meaning- if I read your blog, I am going to do my damnest to comment. We all need a little encouragement sometimes.

I am going to leave you today with a cartoon. (party!)

This is from Cyanide and Happiness:

Have a fabulous weekend!

*Ps… If you need more joy this weekend, I am posting more of my favourite cartoons in the Kicks and Giggles page. Enjoy!*

yeah I know

touchingjoy — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 05:54:06 +0000

So I am totally neglecting work right now to post this: But trust me its worth it.

Hubs would be so proud.

Even if I only half understand it.

And the madness continues...

touchingjoy — Wed, 07 Jan 2009 06:13:00 +0000

Today is the second to last day of my open book opportunity! Surely you are in fact, burning with desire. To ask me a question anyway!

Today’s segment is from Ron. His blog is seriously one of my favourites. He writes very passionately and sends me from tears to giggles with each post. The photos he takes are moving and spirited. If you don’t go and at least check him out, you will regret it. So go. Right now if you have to.

11. Please elaborate on the title of your blog.

I figured I would get this question. I figure this mostly because I like to think I have physic capabilities. In any case, the title of my blog originates from a quote from Cecil Beaton. He said, “Be daring, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace and the slaves to the ordinary.”

This blog is a statement of my inherent need for the ordinary. It is conversations that I have in my daily life. I post random thoughts I have. This blog is a statement towards my own slavery to the ordinary. However, whilst posting about the ordinary and common-place I personally chase purpose, vision and vibrancy. I feel as though this blog is a testament towards the beauty and the joy in daily life.

12. If you could invite three people for dinner, dead or alive, who would they be?

Bertha would chose 3 musicialicious men to enjoy. They of course would be: Johnny, Gordon and Paul for Chinese in order to discuss the impending doom of globalisation.

I would choose to meet with Leonardo De Vinci and Steven King. Gordon can come along too… Then the three of us can discuss art, love, and melding the two.

13. Ever see America’s Funniest Home Video’s when they show shots of the groom falling over during the vows because he’s wasted before the wedding? If that happened to you (god forbid), what would you say to him?

“You are an idiot. Take a friggin’ aspirin when you wake up. Alone” That would probably be followed up by an evil laugh resembling “mwahahaha.”

14. Iced Tea, sweet or unsweetened?

I like Liptons Peach Ice Tea Light. Technically sweetened, but with rat poison.

15. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve eaten? (Sorry, last question about food).

I am a terribly picky eater. The most exotic I’ve eaten was a wildebeest. It looked like steak and steak is yummy. Wilde ain’t steak. I’ve also had Kudu, Ostrich and Human. Well the last part is sorta a lie and sorta not.

16. What are you afraid of?

Insects, the dark and Schalk Burger.

I’m afraid.
You should be too.

17. How many times does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll lollipop?

The number of licks it takes to get to the centre of a tootsie pop is directly proportional to the inverse of the degree of the temperature of the atmosphere multiples by the density of your individual whistle calculated by the air wind speed of an Africa Swallow carrying a coconut.

18. Michael Jackson- Better looking before or after plastic?

Tough.

Must admit I’m kinda into the barbie face there. and look at those full lips contrasting with the pointy nose with the wide eyes… Yum.

19. Ever been kicked out of some place?

Consistently kicked out of the Library… Also been asked to leave a restaurant… And when I say restaurant I mean something else.

20. Why must you hate on my beloved country of Canada?

Because I am a hater. And still have never seen a Canadian moose.

NaBloPoMo fo'sho

touchingjoy — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 20:58:00 +0000

30 posts in 30 days. That’s all I gotta do. November is National Blogging Month and so hello! I am blogging away!!

I learned about the 30 day challenge and well I already knew I had wanted to blog for 30 days in a row just to see what I could come up with. So here I go, NaBloPoMo!

I am #9197 of NaBloPoMo baby!

If you want in on the action go to NaBloPoMo

Let’s rock!