Neither is Rick Ross. Bruce springstein. Or. Tony Danza. I'll post what I want. When. I want. I'm not gonna burn out man. Give me one instance of writing for charity when I ran out of stuff to write. Just one. Then. I'll believe you.

To Alex: I dunno. You already pushed the first few posts off the home page. There's only ten per page. Plus you're going to burn out. Not in that cool car way either. But in the coming up with good stories way.

I guess I'll tell everyone about the charity we're blogging for. We picked the Union of Concerned Scientists because I wanted to help an environmental type charity that isn't a hippy group. UCS seems to match that criteria. It also got 3 stars in Charity Navigator, which I think is pretty good.

Man. I have to be careful with this clipboard. I almost Candpeed something that wasn't the words "Blogathon 2006." It wasn't bad. But. I could see how reckless copy and pasting could lead to something funny. Anyway. During my hiatus. I kept thinking of stuff to post. Does anyone out there remember that time. The ceiling tile fell at our old high school? So. I carried it around. And. Used it like a year book? I gotta find it. And. Give a shoutie outie to the fools who tagged it. But. They probably don't remember doing it.

Dave says maybe I should put my stories in one post. Because. It'd be easier to read. Ok. Anyone out there. ANYONE at all. Should we do one every thirty? Or. Is a bunch fine? Lemme know.

Survey says. I'll allow it. Seriously. We've been neglecting the raoke with our other endevaours. I'd prefer to post pics here. Because. I can tell better stories here. On flickr. I just have to showcase my awesome photography skills. Ok. Not awesome. But. Not lame.