no excuses

i have absolutely no excuses for my unscheduled hiatus. hell, i am nearly forty years old and i don't have to give any excuses about anything. do i? it's not like high school and i have to give a really good excuse for being tardy to english class. side note: 'tardy' is a weird sounding word. but i digress...in a nutshell i was torn between staying in dallas and buying a house, an early-sixties, low-slope-roof, sitting high on a hill in original, non-updated condition on a corner lot, yet still needing foundation work and a new roof kind of house. or moving away. the decision is not to buy a house just yet.

but hey, you came here for excitement, so, some excitement: i bought a tv. after three years of not owning a tv and loving not having one, i decided the time was right. i decided to let porn be the inaugural showing. it was a good show. my show was even better!

subject change: two hot men:

• this man i want to work for. i'm not sure in which capacity i could land a job there, hell i'd even drive one of his sleek pendolinos if he'd let me. from bikes to trains. hmmm, i wonder how that would work. but if you're reading this rich, and let's be real here, everyone at one time or another does read orangepaperbike, call me. let's talk saving the planet. let's talk salary.
• this this lug of greek-canadian hotness i want to marry [it's legal in canada you know, man-marriage]. his is the only tv show i watch religiously, online luckily, and after every show i find him hotter and hotter. it's because he is very smart, and very smart-mouthed. which spells 'keeper' in my book.

anyway, i'm back. vacation's over.

in the background::come back and stay:bad boys blue