So it is either watching another episode of "Dog The Bounty Hunter" or trying to blog....

I think there should be a reality show where I try and hunt down hardened criminals.  It could be called "Wee Justice".  I have sent my idea to the networks.  My fingers are crossed...although I don't know what I am worried about.  If Fox can get away with airing some of their crud then they should be taking a chance on filming me taking down some 6'4 Hell's Angel named "Blade" who is skipping bail. 

Of course there would probably only be one episode of "Wee Justice".  That series would then be followed by the hit reality medical drama called "The coma of John Roedel".  Which would lose ratings every week due to people figuring out that the show would just be about me lying in a hospital bed recovering from the beating I got from Blade.  Eventually "Wee Justice" would be canceled and replaced with some other reality show called "Eating soft food from a spoon".

Since I have made it this far into the entry it looks like I have chosen blogging over watching The Dog dish out his painfully scripted wisdom to the bloodied perp he just form tackled on the street of a Wal-Mart.

I would argue that watching bad cable television is far better than watching the news....or MTV.  Both are filled with desperate people fighting over who gets to say the sound bite.

After my writers block blog entry last night I got a few emails from people wondering what has been going on in my slice of life.

Aside from blog avoidance here are some of the adventures have I been up to lately:

-Helping a little boy recover after breaking his arm for a second time in the past four months.  Noah has been such a trooper...I on the other hand have needed extensive therapy from a Hopi Shaman who is helping me Sweat Lodge the memory away of my little guy holding his twisted arm sobbing the mantra of "not again".  On the plus side if he breaks his arm again I think it is free.  Just kidding....actually if he breaks his arm again I will probably be lynched by both of his Grandmothers.  I am noth talking about a "crusty look lynching" where both Grams stare at me with enough ill intent to kill a horse.  I am talking the full lynching.  The kind of lynching where I wake up in the back of my mother's trunk on my way to an undisclosed grave site....that my restless spirit will just call "home". 

Just in case any of you have forgotten....broken bones suck.  Super suck.  Don't let children get them.  Especially right before summer.  And...if I turn up missing look for two elderly women arguing at a remote gas station about how much duct tape it takes to immobilize a 35 year old man who took a blow to the back of his head with an oxygen tank.


- Ozymandian Theater has been another lump of sugar in my coffee lately.  It remains as far as we can tell Wyoming's only original sketch and comedy company.  We just got done with our latest show which turned out to be the most taxing one I have ever been through.  As always we had a great time working together...until show week...because that is when the Ozy party ends and we start actually working.  The shows went great. (each show was great in it's own way)  We are starting to really hit our stride as a group.  I credit the fact that none of us really have an ego.  We just all do what is in the best interest of trying to put on a unique experience for our crowd.  People were really gerneous in helping us put this show on.  I would like to think that people were helping because they were drawn to my rugged looks.  It turns out that people helped out despite my looks.  It just so happens that those people are just good....

- Writing.  Yes even though I have been unable to produce a blog entry lately I have actually been writing.  Some of it is just for me...some of it is for a playwriting class I am trying to get into.  I have also done some autism advocacy writing over the last few weeks.  I feel very very very very very sorry for those who edit anything I send them.  Me thinks that if me wantz too keepe writtening thean me needs too startt learnening grammammaar and punctutation.  Me likey writetng.

-Getting geared up for another summer of "No Shame".  I am a small cog in the wheel of an acoustic band.  We are going in a new direction this summer so it has been pretty exciting.  By new direction I mean that I am going to be getting rid of most of the same songs I have been singing in "No Shame" since 1995.  My material was about as fresh as Loaf N Jug milk.  My music tastes and the things that I was singing never really matched up before....I think that is starting to change.  Which is great news to me...and not so good for the people who come and want me to sing some old Blues Travelers.  I am also trying to learn to play the mandolin.  Please pray for my family.  What I am putting them through is the audible version of water boarding.

-Seeing movies.  I see just about every summer release.  It is one of my 3443 vices that my wife is forced to put up with.  I have estimated that I have consumed a large garbage bad full of movie popcorn so far.  I am not sure that is very healthy.  Just yesterday my nose was running butter.  I know...tasty.....right?


With all this going on I wonder how I am going to fit in my daily walk.


Ahhhh....I think that maybe blogging is become easier again. 

Watch out!  Once I get back into the swing of things I will be pitching really incredible blog topics your way.  Not that this one wasn't without any merit.  You did get to picture me hunting down dangerous criminals and handling out my "Wee Justice".  Once this project gets green light I am going to get a tattoo on my chest that reads "The Short Arm Of The Law".

Blogged out.