brain farts are hard to come by. bai.

i got lots of shit to do and i'm blogging.

and i haven't blogged (or blogged about your mom) for the past three years or so. so this makes this post the official "i'm back and i don't know how long i can sustain this latest blogging episode of mine" post.

the ghost of me can still be found here: http://paningit.blogspot.com.

dang, that surely looks and feels like eons ago, ain't it. i mean, the last time i had a meaningful post, my waistline is about 38... now it's 53 inches. wow.

anyway, some updates are in order:

a) i am now relegated to a wheelchair. after being hit by four, yes count 'em and weep, four 16-wheeler trucks while jogging in a dimly-lit tunnel at highway 54. that was fun. did i give up jogging? fuck no. now i'm pushing tin. and the size of my biceps. whoa baby!

b) i also had a heart attack. my whole left side is now paralyzed. and since i'm fat, my whole left side pretty much looks like a deflated balloon. plus now i drool while i watch the tv. wait, that was happening since i was 8.

c) so i decided to pickup the guitar again. so what, right?

d) no, really. i did. learning new songs. re-learning old ones. still trying to figure out how to properly hit the key of A with three of my fingers all in the second fret. speaking of fretboards, have they really gotten smaller or what?

e) i have a decent yamaha. got it very cheap from a very good friend. yeah, you can say i conned him into selling that ol' beauty.

more updates to come.

ciao!