04 September, 2008

100th Post! Prepare to be let down.

This is a big one. This would be huge if anyone cared but me. 
The 100th Blog Post!
We've had joy, we've had fun, we've had seasons in the sun, but the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time...
I didnt write that. It's from Terry Jacks and boy did he have it right. 

I wanted to post up something rediculously stellar and positive, but life has delt me two, deftly landed blows to the proverbial crotch. First, I discovered that I have a cowlick (?) on the back of my head that causes my hair to stand straight out from my head when my hear is cut short.
"Well just let your hair grow out a bit then Logan so it will lay itself flat," you say?
Well aren't you a clever one...you idiot. Don't you remember from my other pathetic and self degrading post that I am thinning/balding on top?! Do you really want me to walk around like a Franciscan Monk? Like Friar Tuck? Thank you but I'll pass and keep the whole crop up there of the shorter sort. 
Second...well I've gone and forgotten the second. I got so wound up in the first, I completely forgot what else I wanted to complain about. How can this be? I never run out of things to complain about. Well whatever, you feel my pain. I better get back inside. I'm blogging on my front porch (god bless peaceful Springville) and the bugs are starting to get to me. The irony of that situation is I came out here to escape the bugs in my house. I found a baby cricket sitting on my ankle not a moment ago in the office which I promptly tried to destroy in a fit of spooked rage. Then I opened up 2 drawers of my Rubbermaid...er, drawers and found 2 more dead bugs, one in each drawer. It's weird, but I kinda don't mind it. I like the company.