Ugh!

Double ugh!

Yesterday, (your yesterday, not mine),  I mentioned I had clawed back a day of precious blog sustaining lead time and stocked the buffer zone betwixt thee and me. That would have been on Monday, (my Monday, not yours).  It's  now Friday.  For the first time since this latest reboot, our timelines exist in the same month, It's April 1st here in the wastelands, and the 21st in the future where you reside.  This one will make number 14 locked, loaded and prepped for delivery.  Less than 3 weeks of budgerigar waste collectors remaining.

It looks like there are only a few digital sticky notes left on the desktop.  Out of seven emergency blog ideas, 2 or 3 may have potential.  I've made it further than I thought I would.  I'm assuming everyone is out of the longevity pools I suggested way back in January?   I know my numbers didn't hit.  There might have been a riotous, pitchforks, torches and implements of destruction armed herd of peasants at the door had I put the fix in.  Well, another armed herd of peasants, it's a weekly occurrence around here.  It's always something, my Tesla coils and Van de Graaff generators use too much power or are too loud.  The children are terrified of the misunderstood flesh golem.  Yada, yada, blah, blah, blah.   Oh, and  Jehovah's Witnesses.  

Thus far I've managed to postpone the inevitable demise of this relaunch for at least one more day.  I don't expect there to be any entries composed before Tuesday (obviously, my Tuesday, not yours.) as there is a relatively semi-important hockey game on tonight, tomorrow I'll have a few details to iron out for the Serenity game on Sunday, I'll probably be in recovery mode Monday, and I have an early, read that as early as hell doctor's appointment Tuesday.

See ya when I see ya.  Thanks.

See you tomorrow, if I'm lucky.