The Lately

Yes I know this is a BLOG, and that what I am supposed to do is UPDATE it by, you know, WRITING shit, but I'm afraid that just doesn't seem to be working out for the Spleen these days. I feel slightly absolved by the fact that a number of bloggers I love have been similarly lax lately, posting less often or at less length or even less colorfully. Could the reason be that spring has sprung here in the northern hemisphere and folks want to spend their hours in the sun instead of the glare of the monitor? Yeah, right. That would be especially untrue of Spleenland, as we've seen nothing but rain for days and days and days and... Well, you get the idea. I'm about to begin plotting a move to sunny Seattle! Anyway I think I can handle the rain a little while longer; one advantage to all that staying indoors is how much sex you can have there! Yep, you read it right, and on that note, here are the headlines:

• Spleen and Date Guy Rekindle Romance Just in Time to Belt Out Swan Song.
• Coffee Shop Job to Phase Out. Employment at Bakery Practically Official.
• Move to New Apartment Scheduled, Postponed Due to Painting.
• Date Guy Moving Out of State. Swan Song Headline Explained.
• Medical Troubs in Family. Major Pynch.*
• Did We Mention the Part About Painting?
• Area Man Acquires Girlfriend Whose Nickname is "Christ." Relatives Approve.

In other news- hey! It was Mother's Day! Also it was my mother's Birthday- better known in our family as her Bidet! I felt like we under-celebrated you, mom! I wish less shit had been going on while it was your time! I would celebrate you all the days of the year! I hope you make some good money from your wagers on whether I'd get back together with Date Guy! Thank you for having faith in me and pointing out my abilities when I'm too scared to look for them! Thank you for giving me a love of language and playing with words! Thanks for the sense of humor- mainly the raunchy bits! And, to quote my brother**, "That whole birth thing? THANKS- I couldn't have done it without you."

I love you mom, Happy Daze.

Okay we're all caught up then folks, and it's clear I'm living in a fast lane of nothin' but Sex, Paint and Moms (oh yeah, and Christ). Moms, since we're talking about MY mom, is really just another word for Rock 'N Roll, and the Christ part makes it totally hardcore, though I admit it doesn't have quite the same ring without Drugs... but didn't we get enough Drugs in my last post?

Here two final headlines for today:

Rooms Still Being Painted. Fucking Unbelievable.

Weblog Updated. If You Could Call it That.

*To read about medical troubs, click here. Click here to figure out "pynch."

**Can you believe he's dating Christ? Awesome.

Comments

[MonoCerdo]

Re: your comment on my site, I've been checking this thing multiple times daily for the updates, so don't act like I'm a weak supporter over here, only asking for the love when I'm bored. :)

Sorry to hear you're so busy, though. Good luck with the projects. Your adoring media will be ready and waiting when you have a little down time.

P.S. This comment exchange business is like a backwards, less efficient version of instant messaging.

[MonoCerdo]

Spleener, I miss you. Put down the sack of dog shit and come back to us. We need you here.

[ted]

tanks for ¨¨protectorate¨¨ i feel protectorated from even so far away.

[kristine]

YOU UPDATED! Yay!!!

Glad to read your updates and see that things are going okay. You going to show us the colors you picked for the rooms?