Stinking tired

Well there’s a few things I’m kind of interested in writing about but it’s probably not going to happen because i am so lacking in energy today I might be compared unfavourably to a seaslug in a hammock. But I feel like writing and have been neglecting this space so long that I’m afraid the SPCB might come after me, and it’s time… before I do a lot of other things… to pay some attention to this poor bloggamine.

There’s a lot worth dis-Putin’ about the Olympics in Sochi, but I am going to keep my reMarx to myself. There’s a few things Rob Ford needs to kick and have kicked, but I have already let the stink blow off that one, and no matter how often the stink blows back, well… you eventually learn to wear a gas mask.

I am actually too tired to write anything except that one fo the reasons I am tired is I am loving my job, which at the moment involves working with a bunch of wonderful people on a pilot episode of a tv show celebrating mental wellness. It’s pretty damned exciting, annd i hope to learn huge gobs of stuff…as well as getting to write scripts, draw pictures, etc.

I am hugely tired just thinking about it but also so glad to be spending my Fridays on that stuff… if I have more energy I’d let you know what else i’m doing but rest assured… did someone say rest? I will do so when the stink of the Olympics has dissipated.