Why am I typing my fingers to the bone?
Why am I struggling to come up with clever stories and funny jokes and interesting artwork?
The truth is, I just totally forgot that the Mayans proved that the world is coming to an end this year and that we are all going to die.
Man, do I feel stupid.
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Ah… you missed the bit about leap year, didn’t you? Evidently the Mayans never counted leap year, put that in your calandar and the world would have ended months ago. So either we’re all dead, or you’re still great to type your happy little fingers to the bone.
You’re choice. 🙂
That is a tough choice, but I am going to go with typing!
Where did you go?
I guess I better do a post.
I guess you better. This is no drive-thru operation you’re running here. We have expectations!
All my life I have let down the people who love me… sob…
It is like feeding the birds in your back yard… if you do it for more than one generation, the young ones don’t know how to find their own food, and they die when you stop… I have a responsibility…
Damn straight, buck up and take care of your commitments. Celebrity is an awesome responsibility, your fans rely on you. We’re getting bored out here.
I dropped the ball, I flaked, I flubbed, I didn’t live up to my full potential, I choked, and so on and so forth. Is that your real eye, because I love that eye…
Don’t try to suck up to me to get back on my good side.
It is my real eye, the eye of the storm, the other two are brown.
What about the one in back?
Shhh! That one is fake, a security measure to keep people from doing things behind my back.
Why do women always have to fake things???
Quite often they do not. Some people prefer to be faked out. Don’t be picking on me and my glass eyeball.
It is a beautiful glass eye.
It’s been 48 hours since your last communication with the blogging world- did the Mayans take you away?
I am in the Bay Area. A friend got married. I will have some cool pictures.
JESUS! You cannot disappear like that without telling people (me)! NEVER. OK? Jesus.
Soooooooo, how was the wedding?
Crazy awesome. Only in this part of the world could you have such a cool wedding.
Dear pmao,
If you weren’t typing what else would you do for the rest of the time we have left?
Love Dotty xxx
Do you really want to know?
Dear pmao,
Yes… and no.
Love Dotty xxx
Dear pmao,
Check your gmail email.
Love Dotty xxx
I got it. I am out of town at a friend’s wedding. I will have some cool pictures soon. I am on my mom’s computer, so I can’t do much. And I was out of all e-mail services for three days… Thanks for worrying about me.
well if you stop typing then the world coming to the end becomes a self fulfilling prophecy……………….dont you think?
I never thought of that…
If you can’t post the post you want, honey, post the post you wrote. It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. The world won’t end though.
Best musical answer ever…
I don’t know, I think Sweet Home Alabama was the best musical answer ever (to Southern Man).
You gotta put your best blogs forward until the bitter end. Or until nobody stops by. Like that’s gonna happen.
Oh, am I supposed to be doing my best posts?
You mean it gets better?! And here I thought you were already on FIRE! Silly me.
It always gets better… until it gets worse…
everyone knows that archeologists are in the pay of the catholic church; planting stuff to test our faith; i’ve seen the files man – that’s the man who looks after the files, not a colloquialism – they just want less people hogging heaven’s foosball table by coaxing them down the devil’s dinosaur path…….archeologists, together with curtains, simply cannot be trusted
Jesus rode dinosaurs to work though, right?
well of course he did; horses weren’t invented until 1954 by a man called gerald horse
Two words why you do it…..Attention Whore! LOLLLLL sorry, couldn’t help myself LOL bad Tammy, bad girl
Bad yes… doesn’t mean you aren’t right…
LOL
The creative drive. More precious than any amount of gold the Mayans mined!
Ha… that is what killed them…
Not stupid at all. Like the rest of us you just need to feel loved, and you’re not sure you are worthy of it unless you have pleased us, or at least made us smile. Take a load off, your value is not dependant on how well our comments acknowledge your wit and talent. You simply are great because you are great. Just ask your wife 😉
I did, she said eeeeehhhh… with a hand-waggling gesture…
That definitely means “great.”
Maybe…
Why am I worried about you?
Might as well go down doing something you love right? Or someone you love. Or at least someone who is sexy. Well, if the world is ending, might as well do anyone…
A motto to live… or die… by!
Lol
Hey, keep typing to the bone. Archeologists found another Mayan calender a few weeks ago that went way past this year, so you have centuries and centuries of more struggling to do. Unless the archaeologists are lying to us to keep us from freaking out about the end of the world.
But I put the end of the world on my calender… in ink…
Now there is a blog post – what kind of people pencil things on their calendar, and what kind use ink?
That is deep.