Tone Parsons

I’ve decided that Facebook is bad for me in far too many ways to list, so I’m cutting my ties with it (for now, at least).

In it’s place, I’m going to fill my time with building models, watching all 132 episodes of “The Clone Wars” on Disney+, and attempting to once again learn to play the guitar (a life long dream). Less wak, more zen.. that’s the goal at least. I guess that means that if you want to see my personal mix of calorie free mental diarrhea, you can either come here or head over to damagedpeople.com… that is, if I ever post on either site.

Until then, here’s a picture of a kitten with a smile.

Once again, it’s been brought to my attention that my poor neglected blog hasn’t had the dust blown off for a bit.

When you can post every thought via an app to a platform with hundreds of millions of users, the personal blog just doesn’t seem to have much use any more. I have no intent of ever letting it go, but I also have drive to do much with it at the moment. Perhaps in the future, when the idea of massive multi-billion dollar companies owning all of your thoughts is less appealing.

Until then, all you get is a once every couple years or so update which doesn’t really update you on anything much. You will, however, get an image: our cat, Artemus, on the bannister with the bells of jingle.

It’s hard to believe that yet another 2 years have passed, and I’m still ignoring this poor beloved blog.

I’m not sure why.  I hate Facebook, yet I log in daily to see if someone has reacted to a post.  I check my email at least a couple times a week to see if anyone I care about who doesn’t use Facebook has contacted me.  I’m constantly doing housework on the blog… applying updates and other managerial things.  Why can’t I muster the energy to write a post more often than once every two years?

Apathy, that’s why.

Will that change any time soon?  Probably not.  Here’s a photo of some random kid eating spaghetti.

It’s been nearly 2 years since I blew the dust off this site (and onto other aspects of my life that are just as neglected).  So… I thought I’d pop in and say something to the 1 or 2 people who accidentally stumbled into the place while searching for chairs.

I’ve still yet to find my inspiration to visit this place (or any of the dozen or so other websites I own) for quite a while.  I know that’s a weak excuse at best, but it’s all I have.   Perhaps some day, when they cut the amount of medical goodness that bathes my brain daily, I’ll come up with something that isn’t rambling detritus.

Oh… and if still want those chairs… here you go:

If you wanted something else: here’s Domo-Kun failing in his toilet paper deliver service.