And quickly he’s subdued…

So, bah!

That’s right, I said bah. I’m also inclined to say fooey, and kaput!

The series of recent natural occurances and curveballs thrown my way are succeeding in keeping me from having a great deal of time on my hands to persue those things which give me joy. Chief among these things is my participation level in the on-line RPGs I’m involved in (not to mention my severe lack of updates here). If it’s not the weather, what with the torrential rain, floods, power outages, phone outages, and minor repairs, it’s a sick goat. A goat who now requires dilligent attention. A goat who, even if he receives this level of attention, has only a 50-50 shot. A goat who was given to me sick and may have infected my whole flock. A goat who’s illness threatens even the unborn goats. A goat who’s previous owners I want to murdalize! (Fuck you! It’s a word!) A goat who is just too sweet to lose this way. Damn!

In any event, those of you I have the pleasure to role-play with may have noticed my continuing absence and/or general lack of participation. I’m hoping this situation will rectify itself, one way or the other, soon, but who knows what else Hashem, in is infinite wisdom, has in-store for me next. I am trying to keep up some semblence of participation, but it is difficult and I ask you all bear with me.

In other news, I watched Secret Window last night. Now I know some of you out there are King fans. I am too. But, I have to say this movie marked a very sad event in my life. It was the first time, during a King movie, I’ve known exactly what was going to happen almost from the very begining. Also, was I supposed to feel sorry for Amy? A woman who cheated on her husband of ten years rather than leave him outright first or try and help him through his trying time. Nope, sorry. No sympathy here. I cheered at the end. I’m very sad Mr. King.

Well, I’m off. Damn coccidiosis!