i had a generator backfire on my hand and burn a glove off of it. that was exhilirating.

i don't know, maybe i simply have once again lost the inspiration or subject matter which facilitates decent writing. i always try to shy away from everyday matters and dull nonsense like that unless it is amusing or embarassing. since i have been doing absolutely nothing there's a bit of a paucity of things to cover. sometimes i think of things and forget them by the time i get home...

i'm dragging this on longer than it needs to be.

i have received word that there is some site that is mentioning me in relation to skateboarding. once i was on a planning committee for a skatepark in my hometown and a local newspaper did a story on me. i was all excited until it went to print. at 19 years old i was dubbed the grandfather of active local skateboarders. i would have preferred overlord or fuhrer... something a bit more grandiose and imposing than being likened to a docile withering sot.

what would they call me now? who cares, this is boring.