I NEED MONEY, YEAH MONEY

Um, it used to work, I promise

Well, I am officially broke. Job dried up, unemployment benefits too, the IRA, 401K, and savings account. So I am looking around for things to sell. Does anyone want a "vintage" HP iii printer? Slightly abused. No? Okay, how about a cranky-ass cat named Simon. Slightly disturbed, deep emotional problems really. I am actually waiting for him to kill me in my sleep. Don't let that dissuade you from making an offer. No?

Simon, spawn of the underworld

Well, I have opinions...lots of those. I guess I could write a blog. How hard can that be? I have interesting things to say, even if I can't think of any at the moment. Simon just ran head first into a window. Don't call PETA. His head has hit worse.

So I will embrace my new life as blogger because, frankly, I need cash. Also, it kind of feels like everyone else went on to live a more interesting life than me. I could live vicariously. Like a peeping tom. Ever feel that way? Of course you have... I know someone who is living the life I want, and I bet he is living the life you want too. Coming soon, an interview with a local South Florida rock-n-roll god. Yeah, I'll bring the goods...