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What's In A Name
Post Date: 03/02/2007

What up peeps? Hey, does anyone remember last year when I let me domain name registration lapse and my website turned into a gay porn site for a couple of days? Who'd have thought that, with a name like mine, something like that could even happen? I mean, it's just so illogical. JIMMYGAY.COM? A porn site for homosexuals? It just doesn't make any sense. You may be wondering why I bring this up. Well, I may be inclined to tell you... for the right price. Can you handle it? The price I mean? No? Oh well, sorry bro. What? What's that? An IOU? Well, I don't usually... but since I know you so well... and Joe will probably vouch for you (he'll vouch for anyone) ... well, I guess just this one time. (Like you thought for a second I wasn't gonna tell you. Oh, by the way, I only gave Joe a shout out cause he's... well, I was gonna call him a whiney little bitch... but his only complaint was that I hadn't posted a new blog in so long, and I guess I can't really fault him for that. So... what in the hell was I talking about? Oh, right...) I bring my past domain mishap because guess what I did again this year. Did you guess "let my domain lapse again"? If you did, then congratulations. You might be smarter than a fifth grader (more on that later). This time, however, I did not forget, though I did wait until the last minute. When I logged into my account with the company I used to register it, I found out that they were only a reseller of registries and the company that actually had registered my domain had a falling out with them and so I couldn't use them to renew my domain. (Fascinating, I know.) So, I lost it. But I did contact the actual registrar, and a very helpful and friend young man (Let's call him Mark) hooked me up and I was able to renew my domain name. What's that you say? Congratulations? You missed my site while it was down? Thanks bro. Your tits. For real.

In other news, Allee and I spent the day together on Wednesday. Her daily handler, Ms. Julie, was sick so I took the day off of work to be with her. I tried to call Ms. Julie to see if I could borrow the cage that she keeps Allee in all day (you know, so I could just put some food and water and some newspaper down in it and head off to the bar) but she didn't return my call. So, I was forced to actually spend some time with her. We managed to get through the day without inflicting any lasting damage on each other. I did learn something about my beautiful daughter though. It seems, that she could pretty much live at the playground and be fine with it. I took her out there so she could play and not watch TV all day, cause she watches WAY too much TV. (Which, if you know me, I understand sounds very strange. you know... coming from me.) Ren and Gary and Alison met us out there, and the girls had a good time, though they didn't really interact with each other very much. Well, they got there before us, so they left a little while after we got there. I thought "Okay, that's cool. We'll just hang out for a little while." Well, two and a half hours went by, and it was getting close to lunch, and I'm not gonna lie to you (Though you'd never know if I was. Ha ha ha.) I was hungry and starting to get a little cranky and I kinda needed a nap. So, I decided it was time to go. this was not well received. She fought me like a prize fighter, but because I have about 150 pounds on her, I was victorious... barely. I'm sure the ladies who regularly go there found the scene amusing. "Who is that man?" I imagine them saying to each other. "Why is he beating that little girl? I haven't seen him around here before. I hope he doesn't come back. Why, if he wasn't so incredibly hot, and I wasn't hoping to hook up with him, I'd probably call the authorities." I'm sure it was something like that. The rest of our day was pretty good, except for bed time. Allee officially hates bed time. Oh well, what can you do? I'm thinking of drugging her? Oops, did I say that?

In other, other news... apparently I'm not as smart as a fifth grader. I watched this show last night. this "Are You As Smart As A Fifth Grader". Have you heard of it? It's a new game show on FOX. Well, I watched it, thinking surely I'm as smart as a fifth grader. Fifth graders are idiots right? Well, I'm not as smart as those idiots. Just thought you'd like to know. (Though I'm sure everyone who knows me probably figured that out already.) Okay, that's it. So, tell me Joe... happy now? Later peeps.

Until next time: Charles in charge of our days and our nights. Charles in charge of our wrongs and our rights.