Today, kids, I set a new personal and office record in Zuma: 111,000 points. That’s right: my new job requires even less of me than the last one. I’m still trying to decide if I should be blogging there or if it’s worth risking someone else finding my blog since the computers are shared, but I sure have developed my free online gaming skills. I also hold the office Skee-Ball record. I’m the shit. Bejeweled 2 better watch out.
In other gaming news, the lady and I went out this evening and played a little tennis, something we’ve never done together. There are a couple of courts just down the road that are almost never in use but there were a couple of little kids running around on them when we got there and wanted to play with us. That’s kind of tough since they didn’t have rackets, but we let them serve as ballgirls instead. Win-win, right? Courtney did let one of them take a few swings before they had to go. Neither one of us is overly skilled in racket sports, but it was nice to get out in the sun for a bit.
This past weekend, we made it our fifth weekend in a row spent in the great thirsty state of Georgia. That gets old. This weekend will be spent somewhere less than three hours away, damnit. Or at least somewhere other than Georgia. I hear Knoxville’s nice.
In other news, I just steeped the first pitcher of tea of the year, destined to be iced, of course. And with that sentence, I believe this is the most mundane post I’ve ever written. I would like to assure you, dear readers who by your presence have apparently not given up on me entirely yet, that I intend to get my blogging back on track. This very week, in fact, I pledge to finally deliver on the meme Allie tagged me with explaining five ways I honored Earth Day…a month ago. I’m telling you this now so that I have extra incentive to actually follow through. I’m also going to figure out some sort of contest soon so that I can pass on the book I won in one of Allie’s contests. Any ideas will be appreciated.
There, now there are two things I absolutely have to do or else The Prettiest Denny’s Waitress will also be the most shameful and disingenuous. Hold me to it.
And I continue to apologize and feel like a failure for not commenting on your blogs like I once did. This will also change. I should probably be looking for a job, too.