Archive for October, 2010

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Falling for you

October 31, 2010

For 26 months I have been Chronically The Fall on this site.  It began in the summer of 2008, intended as a newsletter home while I was on tour.   If you look back in the early archives you’ll notice that I posted actual events.  I suppose in that regard this site has changed drastically.

In two years I have published 355 posts*, most from tour buses, hotels and airports.  Some of these posts were inside jokes, others mildly topical, but most were thinly veiled attempts to validate my ego and/or serve as my pathetic attempt to publicly cry for help.  

* It should be noted that I would have had 360 posts however in the Spring of 2009 I was court ordered to remove a few and even got charged with contempt of court.  As you can likely deduct these posts were really good, just not quite good enough to go to jail for. “If you’re not failing every now and again, it’s a sign you’re not doing anything very innovative” (Woody Allen)

I am genuinely flattered and thankful that anyone takes the time to check out what I have to say and frankly I am amazed at just how many of you have (according to stat tracker its over 61,000 total views).  Thank you!

Finally, you might have noticed that I have never publicly posted reader comments, yet people keep writing in, I have gotten hundreds of messages – most are from my Mom and generally they have nothing whatsoever to do with the site “….Honey, don’t forget to call your Aunt, it’s her birthday on Tuesday and my computer is acting up again, I think I have a virus”


Falling for you

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The Dad Who Stares At Goats

October 31, 2010

My dad’s has a new look.  I am not sure if I think he more closely resembles the infamous Iraqi Dictator Saddam Hussein or this goat?

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Halloween

October 30, 2010

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Mystery Solved

October 29, 2010

On Friday’s I spoil myself with a weekly trip to the small Mexican laundromat across town which offers  fluff n’ fold. service.   While they don’t Habla Ingles no discussion is required for our dirty transaction.  I simply drop off a bag of dirty clothes come back two hours later pick them up smelling less dirty and wonderfully folded.  A bargain at only $1.10 per pound.

The first few visits I was impressed as to how 30 lbs of dirty laundry, spilling out of the top of my bag,  fills up only half the bag once fluffed n’ folded… I attributed it to Latin American efficiency.   Than I began to notice random items of clothing that were missing – this included socks (of course) but also random t-shirts and a pillow case.

This Friday (today) I counted my dirty items, I had 81.  Interestingly I only got 77 items back.  I think we now have solid evidence of Alien Abduction.

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Well, of course

October 29, 2010

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When I Die, This is the Plan

October 27, 2010

Closed casket funeral.  However towards the end of the service have the organist play “Pop Goes The Weasel” over and over, until everyone in attendance is staring at my coffin with mute, horrified anticipation.

Immediately followed by this:

DO NOT fucking throw this away!

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The Edit Game

October 27, 2010

Some people Everyone edits themselves and it makes me wonder whether you’re every actually connected to real people, or just the people they all wish they were