… and SCENE!

I just drove back from Grand Rapids, Michigan. It’s almost midnight. And I’m tired. I woke up this morning at 4. In a sleepy haze, I started going over my presentation that I gave today at 10. Than after that meeting, Tina and I drove three hours to GR to see my maternal grandparents, and then to my paternal grandmother, Aunts and various cousins. It was a nice trip, but Tina and I decided to drive up and return the same day to avoid driving back into awful Chicago traffic on Friday morning. We also drove back to avoid sleeping at my uncle’s house whom we do not know very well.

I can hear your thoughts now. You’re saying, “Why should I give a flying fuck?”

Well, you shouldn’t. I just thought I’d give a long-winded explanation about why there wasn’t any hot business posted on the blog on Thursday. There was a higher than average amount of hits, though, so thanks people who google searched, “pizza”, “noah’s flood” and “female doctor examinating testicles”.

I have a feeling the first person really was searching for “pizza.” But the second two … totally searching for porn. And I’m not talking regular porn. I’m talking dirty, filthy pornography that dudes in locker rooms wouldn’t admit to watching.


2 thoughts on “… and SCENE!

  1. We were only up in Grand Rapids for 4 hours total. There weren’t any uncomfortable moments, and really no opportunities for discussion to be anything more than surface, “How’s the weather in Chicago” kind of stuff.

    My Ps got here yesterday, and while I had some opportunities to probe my dad after my mom and Tina went to bed, I couldn’t find any reason to be direct with them. I’m going to try and post an update too as a new entry.

    Thanks for asking.

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