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     My beloved bride, the eloquent, empathetic, and sometimes ebullient Gracie, has by now I'm sure, given up on finding a new post from the wild and elusive Grizzy, oft mentioned but never seen. It's been over a year since I started this blog and since I last posted.  A year that included starting a new job and moving (back) to Indiana.  And, not that I'm making excuses, but a 50 plus-hour work week leaves me little time for on-line endeavors, or other earthly pleasures, for that matter.  It's 10:30 on Saturday morning, and garsh, I'm getting sleepy just typing this!
     Somedays I barely have the energy to clean up my junk mail..  Sad......very sad.  My seven (soon to be eight) year old daughter's bedtime is 8:30.  I'm usually ready to hit the sack before her.  I stretch my nocturnal limits to 10:00 pm some nights (if "House" isn't a rerun)  I still can't get over Hugh Laurie in this role after watching him for years in British shows ("Black Adder", "Jeeves and Wooster").....but I digress...the wife refers to Friday nights as my '12 hour naptime'  yes, sometimes, but Hey, when you get up at 5:30am during the week, even 7 is sleeping in.
     Alright, I do use a computer at work, and I check my email once in a while (on a break, of course}  but gratuitous blogging in the workplace is frowned upon, if not downright against corporate internet policy.  I use multiple screens for at least three different programs , two different outlook accounts, various security log-ins that time out periodically, so I have to re-log on 50 times throughout the day.  Fortunately, since I got my new glasses last month my eyes aren't so totally fried by the end of the day.  Where was I going with all this?  Oh, BLOGGING!
     The point is, at home I don't always want to sit down in front of a computer monitor.  Vegging in front of the boob tube doesn't count, and I tend to surf channels, my excuse to my wife being, that inevitably when I finally find something I want to watch, I subsequently fall asleep.  Consequently, if it really was a boob tube, it might keep my attention.  Nevertheless, with some exceptions, there are only so many episodes of  "Everybody Loves Raymond", "The King of Queens", or "Seinfeld" I can watch at one time, these being the main programs on our cable network at the present time.
     My aforementioned beloved Bride is  a prolific reader of multiple blogs, and is often reading to me from different forums and sites she frequents.  So I'd like to think that I don't miss the really good stuff.  And any one who is reading this is probably up to date on our history from reading Gracie's blog anyway.  But no excuses.
     I guess it's time I get off my ethernetically lethargic arse and start blogging again.
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Not as good as The Name of the Rose..............but interesting..........