Sunday 7 April 2013

Not that kind of murder. We're bloggers. Not The Sopranos.

I survived the first week of the A To Z Challenge and it was a good thing I had written this weeks posts ahead of time, because my laptop died and went to technology hell on Monday. Thankfully the shop where I took my laptop for confirmation of it's death had just got in a used laptop they were selling, and for $100 it was mine. It's similar to my old laptop in age and value, except it's WAY faster and far less annoying, so this firmly lands in the "woohoo, I fucking win" column.

I have most of next weeks's posts ready, but I want to write a couple more, because a post cushion keeps away the panic attacks. I'm finding this challenge a lot of fun and have found several new-to-me blogs I really like and will keep following after A to Z is over. I do need to spend some time today visiting blogs of people who visited my blog this week, especially because some of them have left the most hilarious comments, which makes it clear to me that we need to know each other better, since I firmly believe you should surround yourself with people who crack you up so hard that humour-based incontinence is an issue.

Honest Mom wrote a really good post this week about blogging tribes and it made me think about what kind of blogging tribe I'd like to be a part of. First of all, I'd like to change "my blogging tribe" to "my murder of bloggers" (like a murder of crows) because it sounds all badass, like we're in the blogging mafia but sarcasm is our weapon of choice and the only way to get whacked is by accidentally laughing to death. Anyone can join, as long as your sensibilities are not offended by the kind of swearing that would make a longshoreman blush, you consider complaining an enjoyable hobby and you're not afraid to share stupid stories about yourself for the whole blogging murder's entertainment, like the time you were smoking on your patio and your sweatpants fell down (because the elastic was shot in them but you wore them anyway despite the fact you had to hold them up when you walked) and the next door neighbour politely held back his laughter until you tripped over your feet trying to get the cursed sweatpants back up, fell and landed with your ass in the air, which is when the neighbour lost his shit and started laughing hysterically.

Yeah. Those kind of stories.

Want to join my blogging murder? We may not change the world for the better, but we will cause you to laugh so hard you accidentally snort the beverage of your choice up your nose and possibly crack a rib from the hilarity


  1. I am following as a tribe member, a good idea, I love your sense of humor, I love your plaque and plan to steal it.
    Katie atBankerchick Scratchings

  2. I want to join the blogging murder for sure!

    I had no idea you could get used laptops like that. Mine is trying to die, so it's a good thing to know.

    This things has been fun, even thought it's been a ton of work keeping up on commenting and reading other blogs. I'm really glad I decided to jump in at the last minute and do it.

  3. You have most of next week's posts written?! I have one. G and only because I thought G came after E. It doesn't. Luckily, I saw a bunch of tweets with "F is for..." and I was all "F, oh yeah. Dammit!" Anyway, I was a little late posting yesterday but I"m all set for Monday.

    Can I be in your murder group? I may not know the alphabet but I do stupid shit all of the time.

  4. I'm definitely in. Where do I sign? Do we sign in blood? If we do, let me know and I'll invite the ex over.

    I've gotta say that I'm having a lot of fun with this year's challenge, whereas last year, I did nothing but moan throughout. Kudos to you for planning ahead. I've got G ready...urm...that's about it. :)

  5. Your attempted murder is going to rock! But the most important question out of all of this is . . . did you get a chance to finish your smoke?

    I've got my posts done through S. Seems I'm stuck on S for some reason. I guess the only thing left for me to do is procrastinate until R at which point I can start to freak out.

  6. Pic made me laugh like a drain. I'm in on the murder for sure. Really enjoy reading your stuff. Keep it coming!

  7. Ooh, a murder of bloggers, I like the sound of that :D

  8. I want to be a part of your murder!
    Wait...that sounds really bad.

    I want to murder with you?
    No, that's not it either.


    Can I play with the cool kids too?!
    Yes. That's the one.

    I have to admit, this thing has been more fun than I originally thought it would, with the blogging every day last minute because I'm lazy and I suck and had a case of the brain-farts there in the beginning. I am having a HORRIBLE time trying to keep up my stalking AND checking out new blogs though. What a pain in the ass that is when I have to factor in sleep, writing, and keeping little people alive...

  9. Sorry I'm so behind on reading posts. I TOTALLY want to join your murder. Can I, please? Can I? Can I?

    I also love murders of crows, and the fact that most people don't know that a group of crows has a proper name. I live by a library, and one time after walking the dog I came in and posted "There's a very noisy murder down at the library, and they sound pissed!" and at least one person responded with "did you call 9-1-1?"

  10. I'm always up for a good murder! Count me in. :-D