Untitled and unrelated

So, here's where I come off looking like the asshat that I am. My raving post yesterday pissed off some people and who knew that one of the authors over at SITS (clearly the one with the strong stomach and tolerance) reads my blog? Don't I look stupid?

For the record: I still think SITS is a great concept for networking. I think that the fact that the Mr Linky went all haywire and Tiffany entered in ALL 306 of those links BY HAND- makes her a freaking saint! I would have definitely said, FUCK THAT! However, I'm sticking to my story that I feel that some of the people that leave the "canned" comments are insincere. I will shut up now.

Last night, my son played what was probably his last soccer game of his life. It was the playoffs and they lost. I stood in blizzard conditions, while snow and sleet slapped my face in 20 degree weather through a game and double overtime. And they lost.

That is NOT an ice skating rink- that is a soccer game on a football field.

Oddly enough, as uncomfortable as I was, feeling the frost bite set into my toes and fingers, it was a welcome distraction. I've made mention of some stress that we have been dealing with on the home front. It's still pretty bad and, as much as I'd like to, I cannot divulge any further information other than it has to do with protocol, the law, bureaucracy bullshit, and possibly our livelihood (what a tease, right?) I'm desperately in need of that anonymous blog right about now.

So, excuse me if I don't get around to mustering up the strength to write much- I am busy getting drunk, baking cookies, and living in denial.