Foolish Games

I’m back!

Holy mother of pearl has it been a crazy month, but now that it’s over all I want to do is sleep for about a year and use my brain as a doorstop to keep people from coming into my bedroom to wake me up. And I’ll tell you another thing, I’ve been… huh? What did you say? Oh.

Yeah, it’s a small door. You’re very clever. Now shut up.

For those of you who might have cared enough about this poor Geek to have thought about writing me during my absence let me assure you that I felt your desire to send the email and am sure you would have if your pet hamster hadn’t eaten your laptop. I promise I’ll thank you from the depths of my soulless body and will pretend to completely understand when you tell me how you distinctly recall writing me a long email inquiring about my well being while I was away and am I sure I didn’t receive it and mistakenly throw it away thinking it was spam?

Sigh, no one loves me.

Anywaste, maybe you’re curious about what I’ve been doing these last few weeks that has kept me from you, and maybe you aren’t. Either way, I’m going to tell you because it’s finally over and I feel like a new man. What I’ve been doing is working on New York’s ultimately doomed bid to host the 2012 Olympics. That’s why I’ve been all over the world these last few months and also why I haven’t had time to write here, or even eat or sleep!

Ah, blessed sleep, thy sweet embrace beckons me…

Well, now that it’s all over with, and for those who care to know NY lost and London won, I can finally catch up on all the eating, sleeping and writing I’ve been neglecting to do while they beat me into submission as I tried to make their presentations look better than the flaming piece of poo on a stick that they actually were. Wait, I take that back. Flaming poo on a stick would have been MUCH better than what they were actually presenting to the IOC.

Much, MUCH better.

So, I’ve got pictures to show you of some of the places I’ve been, including Cannes and Ghana, and also some pictures I took on the 4th of the NYC fireworks which I took from my Brooklyn rooftop. And after that I promise to go back to my regular schedule of stupid stories and idiotic observations. And if you’re real good, some of them might even be funny. What? Since when have I ever been funny? Oh, aren’t you clever.

Now shut up, I’m trying to sleep.