Hey gang. How ya doin'? I'm sitting here, writing my blog for the new year, and I'm just vibrating with motivation. I've got so many cool creative projects planned for this year I'm going to need to fire up Excel just to schedule in pee breaks. I've got so many wicked tricks up my sleeve I'm going to need to go to confession every day just to keep from bursting into flames. I've got so much awesome stored up in my awesome jar, I'm going to need a solid gold abacus just to keep track of the excellence.
I've got...well I think you get the point.
FIRST. I've got !@#$%!! JURY DUTY.
I THINK I'LL CONTINUE USING ALL CAPS IN THIS SENTENCE JUST SO I CAN DRIVE HOME HOW ANNOYING THIS IS.
JURY DUTY. <---- see. It's annoying, it deserves all caps.
So yeah, the morning of January 3rd I get to get up at an hour that even roosters blow off, and drive up to somewhere-that-I-don't-know-where-it-is-because-I-don't-make-a-hobby-of-mapquesting-courthouses, and sit around all day being a "good person" and doing my "civic duty". Two things I'm not innately good at. Wish me luck. (Just so we are on the same page here, the kind of luck I'm hoping for is the "we don't need you, thanks for coming, you can go home now" luck. Capice? I don't need any rogue wishes, stay on message.)
You can thank JURY DUTY for the fact that I can't share with you yet exactly what these upcoming projects are. That blog will have to wait. Right now I have a courthouse to mapquest. And I have to dig out my Sex Pistols shirt out of the dirty laundry bin. The JURY DUTY paperwork said to dress nice, and that's the nicest shirt I have.
In the meantime I'll leave you with this totally non-sequiter teaser that is completely uninformative. You are welcome.